Mollie King

I took a second to consider my options. You really couldn’t go wrong with any of them as they had all proved they had plenty to give especially after seeing them run around in those skimpy outfits on stage.

“Mollie” I finally spoke my answer into the phone, “I’d like to meet Mollie.”

“Alright, there will be a limo to pick you up next week. We just need some more of your information” the operator informed me.

After exchanging all my details and personal information the call was ended and I was left to think about what exactly just happened. I was going to have a whole day with a pop star. Personally I couldn’t care less that she was a singer; but god she was sexy. Part of me couldn’t help but fantasize of what could happen. What if I got the chance to fuck her? It was definitely a chance I wouldn’t pass up.

I imagined what her pussy would feel like as I thrust in and out of her. A famous Saturday moaning my name. The thought alone was enough to get me hard. This was a once and a life time opportunity after all.

The week passed and I was getting a phone call to go outside and wait for the limo. It only took a few minutes before a black tinted limo pulled up. I stood there, the shock that this was actually happening coming over me when the door clicked open. A long, slender, tan leg emerged from the door followed by the gorgeous female known as Mollie King.

She smiled at me and I couldn’t help but take a moment to look her over. She wore a light sun dress, with a belt across the middle that tightened at her waist. The hem of the dress stopped around mid-thigh giving me plenty to take in as I looked over her milky legs.

“You must be John” she greeted me with her large smile. Hearing her british accent practically made my dick twitch right there.

I nodded trying to find my voice. “That’s me. And I’m assuming you’re Mollie?” I asked, throwing in a bit of a teasing tone. She laughed and nodded before walking towards me, her heels clicking on the ground as she walked towards me and pulled me into a hug. I was a bit shocked but my hands found their way to her waist, ignoring the temptation to cop a feel. The last thing I needed was a hard-on right now.

“It’s nice to meet you” she exclaimed when she pulled away.

“Likewise” I replied, glancing around the street. “So this is it? Just us two spending the day together? I thought it would have been some huge paparazzi event.”

The blonde star nodded, keeping the smile on her face. “They’ve apparently done really well keeping this all under wraps for you. So we get the whole day without any publicity.”

This news did nothing to quell the thoughts and fantasizes I had been having all week about the singer. After that day I had searched the internet to find information and pictures on Mollie and I wasn’t disappointed with what I got.

“I was thinking we could get lunch at this small spot in town to start the day?” she inquired, breaking me from my thoughts.

“That sounds great” I nodded then followed her back into the limo. I had never been in a limo before but my mind was already elsewhere. Although I knew this was simple a friendly thing she was doing for the charity I wanted more than friendly things. I just had to see if the moment ever arose.

Along the way we made small talk, mostly Mollie asking about what I did and my likes and dislikes and such. Our conversation was interrupted when her phone vibrated signaling that she had a text message. “Dammit, I meant to turn this off” she swore as she looked down to read the message. “I’m sorry about this.”

“It’s no problem” I replied, watching her as she read it over. Her expression changed from an apologetic one, to a blank stare, and then to one of anger and frustration.

“That fucking asshole!” she yelled, throwing her phone across the limo. I sat back, shocked but curious. Mollie must have seen my response because she softened a bit and began to explain. “My boyfriend is an asshole.”

“Ah…” I nodded in understanding. Score 1 for me.

“He was supposed to be meeting my parents for a very important dinner tomorrow and he flies out of the country with his fucking friends” she explained fully.

“Sounds like a reliable guy” I said sarcastically. I could tell Mollie was visibly upset and wondered if this was my chance to make a move.