The Laura Linney Show

I was never a theater guy...never. You couldn't pay me to go see a play in the "legitimate" theater. But, the tickets were free, and a friend of mine wanted to go, so I gave in. I don't remember much about the show, except that I was bored and hoping it would end soon. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the show came to a close, and I was the first one out of my seat and heading for the door. My friend asked me if I had enjoyed the show, and I told her I did, even though I could have done without it. We headed for the parking lot and said our goodbyes, as she had to be up early for work the next morning. I watched her leave, then remembered that in my quest to leave the theater quickly, I had forgotten my jacket.

"Fuckin idiot," I muttered to myself, cursing my stupidity. I explained to the usher what had happened, and he allowed me back in to get my coat. After retrieving my jacket, I turned to leave and noticed a small group of people centered near the stage. Curiosity got the better of me, and I went over to see what was up. As I neared the stage, I saw what the hubbub was all about. A small group of theater goers had cornered the show's star, Laura Linney, and were asking her a ton of questions. I had seen Laura before, in movies, and always thought she was very beautiful and talented. Up close, she looked even better in person. Her long blonde hair flowed over her shoulders, her blue eyes gleaming as a smile beamed across her face. She was wearing a tight white sweater and black Capri pants, with sleek black boots. I couldn't help but stare a time or 2 at her as she spoke to her fans. I had always heard she wasn't like a "normal" celebrity, and was easily approachable, and would talk to fans forever if she had the time. She spotted me in the back, and flashed me a smile and a wave, sort of welcoming me to the party.

Eventually, the group started to slowly thin out, and it was just down to Laura and I. I figured she'd go at this point, as she had been talking for over an hour. I turned to leave, and she said, "So Mr. Quiet, what's your name?" I spun back around, and Laura stood there smiling at me. She was so beautiful, I'd go as far as to say breathtaking even. I started to feel the sweat build on my palms, and I began squirming like a school kid.

"Uh, I-I just came back to get my jacket." I didn't even realize what I had said until it was out of my mouth. I felt like the world's biggest loser, and could have crawled into a hole and died at that point. I looked at Laura, and she was laughing hysterically.

"Well, Mr. Jacket, it's nice to meet you." She was chuckling rather heartily at my blunder by now, and I smiled like an idiot. I couldn't help but notice the way her breasts heaved up and down under the fabric of her tight sweater as she laughed, and I could feel a stirring in my pants as I watched. She finally let up laughing some, and extended her hand. I shook it, and I could feel the sweat pouring off it. She smiled, sensing how nervous I was, and told me to relax. We began talking some, first about the show, then just about life in general. After a while, she shocked me by asking me if I'd like to go get some coffee so we could talk some more. I managed to stammer out a weakened response, and she went to the back to grab her bags and coat, and we were off.

I took her bags as we exited the building, and she smiled. "Such a gentleman," she said, patting my arm. I placed the bags in the trunk of her limo, and she informed the driver of our destination. "It's a little place I know, very quiet." I was in awe. Here I was, some nobody that had just gone to a play he didn't want to be at, in the backseat of a limo with Laura Linney, on our way for coffee. I could have sworn I was dreaming. And if I was, I didn't want to wake up anytime soon.

We arrived at this little cafe about 20 minutes later, and it was pretty much deserted. As we began walking to the door, Laura took my arm in her's. I looked down in shock, still not believing all this. We were escorted to a table, and I held her chair for her. She smiled at me and said, "Wow, all this flattery is amazing. Your girlfriend is lucky to have someone like you."

I sat down and chuckled nervously, "I don't have a girlfriend...anymore." The words still cut like a knife for some reason, even regardless of the fact of who I was with. I kind of lowered my head, the words bringing back a lot of bad memories. Laura sensed this, and reached her hand across the table to take mine.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know," she said, her voice quivering some. "It never hurts to talk about things. I don't really know you, but I'm here to listen."

I looked up into her eyes. At that moment, she looked even more beautiful then before. I tried to smile, but it wasn't happening. I began talking about things that occurred only 2 weeks earlier with me and my ex. Laura listened intently, not once taking her gaze off me as I pretty much poured my heart out to her. I felt bad in a way for making her sit through this, but she insisted I go on. Once I finished, I could see her eyes welling up some, and I really felt like a jerk now. Finally, she broke the awkward silence that had overcome us.

"You're young, and an obvious gentleman. Your ex sounds like an immature brat, and she doesn't deserve a guy like you. You're gonna make some girl very happy one day, I can promise you that." For the first time since we sat down, I smiled, and Laura smiled back. She squeezed my hand as our eyes met, and we proceeded to drink our coffee and talk some more. It was nearing 1 in the morning, and I figured the night would be ending soon. But, Laura continued to talk, and the conversation veered into her acting career. She spoke of how she attended Juliard, her early days on screen, and her most recent foray into the world of legitimate theater. It was an amazing story, and I was hooked on every word she spoke.

"Oh God, "she gasped, "I must be boring you to tears with all this."

I laughed softly as I responded. "Absolutely not," I assured her. "I've only seen a few of your movies, but each one always astounded me. You've got something a lot of actresses only wish they could have."

She smiled, and once again took my hand in her's. She began to show me her fun side by questioning me on several of her roles. I seemed to shock her by knowing all the answers, and she laughed when she asked, "Are you sure you're not 36 instead of 26?" I chuckled with her, and assured her of my age. It surprised her, because she felt most people my age had no clue who she was, and that only, "old people" knew an "old actress."

"You're not old," I said. "39 is young, and if I may say so, you look like you could pass for 29."

She blushed and lowered her gaze to the table. She looked back at me with a big smile on her face. "You are just too cute, you know that? So charming. I wonder why guys twice your age can't be this nice."

I just smiled at her, feeling myself blush this time. There was another awkward lull in the conversation, but this time, our eyes met and did all the talking for us. A slow song began playing on the cafe radio, and Laura broke the silence once more.

"Do you dance?" she asked.

I giggled like an idiot, "Not well," I replied.

She laughed back, and I knew she wanted to, so I rose and took her hand. "May I have this dance?" I asked.

She rose from her chair, and stood mere inches from my face. "I would love it," she said, her eyes transfixed on mine.

We walked to the middle of the cafe, which by now only consisted of us and the owner, and began to sway softly to the music. Our hands clasped tightly, but I wasn't entirely brave yet, so my free hand rested on her shoulder. Laura however was a bit braver then me, and her free hand came to rest on the middle of my back. As the music played softly, we moved as one, our eyes meeting from time to time. I inhaled slowly, and brought my other hand down her back, and wrapped my arm around her waist. She looked at me and smiled, bringing her free hand up and laying it upon my chest. We danced long after the music had stopped, neither one of us wanting this moment to end. We were brought out of our trance by the owner telling us he was closing up. We walked back to the table, and I helped Laura with her coat. This time as we walked to the door, it was me who took the first step, and held her hand in mine. As we stepped out into the warm night air, we stood close, awaiting her limo to come pick us up. I stared into her eyes as they twinkled with the reflection of the moon in them. It was now or never I thought, and without a word, I leaned in and kissed her softly. She didn't pull back or try to stop me, but continued our embrace. Our lips parted, and we looked at each other, smiling, knowing where this night was going. We kissed once more, with even more passion this time, as the limo pulled up to the curb next to us.

Once inside, Laura asked the driver to take us back to her hotel, and we continued our new found passion as he drove. We reached the hotel, and we darted from the limo quickly, leaving behind her bags. Inside the elevator, we kissed once again, our tongues meeting this time. As the kiss broke and our hands roamed over each other's bodies, Laura spoke breathlessly.

"I want you so bad," she said, her breath catching in her throat. We kissed as the elevator rode to the penthouse, and her hands ran over my crotch, as mine found her ass and gave it a slight squeeze.

We made it to the penthouse in record time, and burst through the door with our lips locked together. We broke our embrace, and Laura smiled as she walked over to the stereo, and turned on some soft music. She turned out the lights and lit some candles. We met once more in the middle of the room, and our lips pressed against each other. She backed away and raised my shirt over my head, tossing it to the floor. Her hands roamed across my chest as I slid mine up her sweater and to her back. Our tongues danced together once more, and I slowly stripped her of her sweater. I looked down at her breasts, heaving up and down inside her black lace bra. My fingers traced up her arms and shoulders slowly, and I pulled the straps of her bra down. I reached behind her and undid the clasp, removing it and letting it fall to the floor. I gazed down again, and she smiled wickedly.

Our naked chests touched, and we began to kiss with a passion we hadn't before. Her hands pressed tightly against my chest, as mine roamed slowly down her soft back. Our kisses intensified, and we soon found ourselves rolling around on the bed. She rolled on top of me, her lips kissing down around my neck, then trailing her tongue slowly down my chest. I grabbed her wrists and tossed her to her back, kissing her vigorously. I kissed down, all along her neck, and down to her breasts. I let my tongue circle her erect nipples, stopping to suck on each one gently. She moaned as my hands replaced my mouth on her chest, and my tongue made it's way down her firm stomach. I kissed every inch of her stomach, stopping only to tease her bellybutton with my tongue. I gently undid her slacks, and pulled them off. My hands wandered up her legs, caressing her thighs. Laura was writhing on the bed in anticipation as my hands played around her thighs. I leaned in again to kiss her, and my hands strolled down her body, and behind her. As my fingers slid inside her black lace panties, she arched her back and rose off the bed. I slowly stripped her of her panties, sliding my tongue all the way down her leg in the process. As I pulled the panties from her body, I began kissing each toe on both her feet, then took the big toe of her right foot into my mouth to suckle on it, as I massaged the sole of her foot.

I kissed all the way up her legs, grinning devilishly as my mouth and tongue went to work. I could smell her dripping sex from in between her knees, and I tortured her longer by taking my time kissing every inch of her thighs. I gently spread her legs, gazing at the treasure before me. With a wicked grin, I teased her until she was on the verge of tears. She grabbed my hand, and guided it towards her hot, wet pussy, and moaned softly.

"Please, no more teasing, I need you so much." Her voice shook as she pleaded with me to relieve her of the burning inside. Finally, I leaned in and began to slowly lap at her throbbing vagina, sliding one finger inside her to increase her excitement. My tongue worked it's way in and out of her, opening her soft lips and finding her hard little button. Laura let out a wild scream as my tongue came in contact with her clit for the first time. Between my tongue and my finger, I knew she couldn't hold on very long. I began to suck on her clit, softly at first, then much harder, as my finger slid in and out of her, going as deep as it could. As my tongue dipped into her sweet honey, she raised her hips off the bed and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me into her so that my tongue would go as deep as possible. I slid my finger out and allowed my hands to massage her thighs, as she rocked against my face, my tongue probing her deeply. Finally, Laura began to pant and moan loudly, and I knew she was on the verge of a massive orgasm. I rolled my tongue upwards, and flicked her clit hard, and she screamed as her juices shot out of her, and into my mouth. She gripped my head for dear life, her legs clamping down on it, as she rode out wave after wave of orgasmic bliss. My tongue stayed inside of her, but I could not lap up all of her sweet nectar in enough time, and most of it dribbled down my chin. After what seemed like forever, Laura let my head go, and slumped down on the bed, desperately trying to catch her breath. I slowly pulled my tongue out of her, and slid up alongside her, kissing her arm all the way up to her lips.

"Oh my God," she panted, "I haven't cum like that in such a long time." I smiled at her as I watched her glassy eyed expression. When she was finally able to catch her breath enough, she turned and kissed me hard, then said, "Mmm, one good turn deserves another."

Laura pushed me to my back, straddling me, and then bending down to kiss me. She grinded herself into the bulge in my pants as her tongue trailed down my neck, and over my chest, down to my stomach. She quickly undid my belt and my pants, and practically tore them off me. She ran her hands back up my legs, and quickly disposed of my boxer shorts. She smiled as she wrapped her hand around my throbbing member, and I nearly lost it right there. She gently stroked up and down, running her thumb over the head occasionally. She teased me, as I did her before, and kissed inside my thighs, as her hand worked over my shaft. Finally, she kissed the purple head, and ran her tongue slowly around it. Then, she bent lower and slid her tongue all the way up my shaft, before opening her mouth and taking me inside her.

"Oh God," I moaned, writhing on the bed. As Laura took more of me into her mouth, I pushed my hips up to meet her, my hands running through her long, golden hair. She looked up at me and smiled as her tongue rolled around my cock, and she began to suck harder. There was no way I was going to hold out very long like this. Her head bobbed up and down, and I could feel my orgasm building. I warned her of this, and she pulled up some, sucking on the head as she gripped my shaft tightly. She kissed and licked the head some more, then crawled up my body and kissed me softly. I was sweating furiously, and was aching for release. I flipped Laura over to her back, and kissed her everywhere, nibbling all the way down her soft body. My hands massaged her breasts, and I began rubbing my cock against her thigh.

Laura raised her hips off the bed, and I slid myself slowly inside of her. She was very tight, and it felt amazing. Her pussy was so hot and wet, and I was so ready to explode, but I held back. I inched my way deeper inside her, and Laura gasped as her hands gripped my shoulders. I began sliding in and out of her slowly, my hands roaming along her breasts and her thighs.

We kissed again, although I would hardly call it kissing, as it was mostly our tongues rolling over one another. Sweat poured off of me as I began to go deeper and faster into her, and I noticed moisture building on her brow as well. I rocked up and down, my cock as far inside her as it would go. Laura moaned, and began scratching my back as she arched upward, and wrapped her legs around me. I reached below and grabbed her ass, pulling her to me. Our sweat covered bodies slapped together, filling the room with the sounds of sex.

We both moaned loudly as I rolled on to my back, allowing Laura to get on top and ride me. She leaned down and ran her tongue along my lips as she ground into me. I ran my hands down her back, and wrapped them around her waist. She sat up and began to bounce up and down on me, as her hands ran through her hair. I grabbed her ass and thrust up into her as we continued our rhythm. My hands roamed to her breasts, and I squeezed them lightly. Laura ran her hands across my chest and rode hard, as her breathing became deeper, and her moans grew hoarse and husky. I knew she was close, so I sat up and pushed her to her back. I began to thrust into her hard and fast, building towards my own climax. Our moans turned to screams as I increased my speed, trying to bring us both to the point of ecstasy at the same time.

I grabbed Laura's legs and put them on my shoulders, allowing me to plunge even deeper into her. She bit her bottom lip, and her eyes rolled back into her head as she thrust up one final time, before screaming loudly as she came. It was even more intense then her first orgasm, and she rode it out hard. As she was coming down from that, I slammed into her once more, and exploded deep inside her. I thought it would never end, as I just kept shooting inside her. Eventually, we both came down from our climaxes, and I leaned down and kissed her forehead, then met her lips with mine. I stayed inside her for a while, before pulling out and laying beside her, wrapping my arms around her tightly. We stared into each other's eyes and smiled.

"Mmm, I can't wait to do that again," she said, a smile running across her sweat covered face.

"You won't have to wait too long," I said, looking down at my already hardening member.

Laura smiled and wrapped her hand around my shaft. "Oh, the power of youth," she giggled, and rolled on top of me.