I couldn't believe it when I heard it, never mind the fact that as Katy Perry's new manager, I had to be the one to pitch the idea to the NFL and the network that would be broadcasting the game.
And her idea was to do a "special" halftime show at the Super Bowl where she fucked someone on stage as part of it.
"Katy, this is crazy and it's never going to work," I told her when she unveiled her plans to me, trying to talk her out of it, but she insisted that she was going to go through with it, which left me with no choice but to try and convince everyone to go along with it.
"I want people to remember my halftime show John, and if that means I do something that's never been done before and will never be done again, than that's what I'll do," she told me, rubbing my arm as she would often do to try and convince me to do something for her.
"Katy, I have a better idea," I told her, deciding that if she was going to go through with this that she might as well do it with me, "we can have that halftime show, but instead of just picking anyone off the street for you to fuck, why don't you let me do the honors?"
"If it really means that much to you, then yes, you can be the one who fucks me John," she teased me, squeezing my arm again and smiling suggestively at me as she walked out of my office and let me go about my business of convincing everyone who needed convincing that this would work.
Well, finally Super Bowl Sunday rolled around, and the game was almost secondary to all the news stories that had been done about Katy and her "adult" halftime show, and how the network would handle it due to FCC regulations and such, but Katy and I had both committed to it by that point, so there was no sense in backing out of it.
"You ready for this Katy?" I asked her as the first half of the game ended and her set was being rolled out onto the field.
"There's no one I'd rather do this with than you John," she whispered as she was being introduced, "do anything you want to me out there. As long as it gives these people a show, I don't care how depraved it is, baby."
"As many of you may know, this is going to be a very special halftime show," Katy began, motioning for me to come out and join her on stage, "so I have to ask that anyone under the age of 18, or anyone that is offended by gratuitous sex acts not be inside the stadium for the next little bit."
After making that announcement, Katy went through her first couple of songs as we had planned out, and then called me over after she changed into her sexy little white sun dress with the red, yellow, and blue areas on it and laid down on the stage as I climbed on top of her.
"And now for the big, extra-special finale you've all heard about by now," she moaned into the microphone as I dropped the straps on the dress and began to suck her tits, Katy moaning even louder into the microphone as I ran my hands between her long legs and slid her red panties off of her as she pulled at my clothes, leaving both of us naked as I lined my dick up with her pussy and slid into her.
"UH...FUCK...ME...JOHN..." she moaned into the microphone as I started to thrust in and out of her, sucking on her tits as I plowed her tight pussy, her legs going up on my shoulders as I hammered into her right there on her Super Bowl stage.
