The ultimate Prize.
written by:
Shuggie

The Ultimate Prize.

Sitting in Sarah's dressing room I couldn't help feel my hands shake slightly, I was about to realise all my dreams, hopes and fantasies in one meeting.

I had won a contest on a radio show, the prize was a ticket to her up coming concert in my home town, and the chance to meet her backstage after the concert, I had spent 200 pounds on a new rig out, and spent the last three weeks dreaming and fantasising about meeting the worlds most sought after 18 year old.

I stood watching Sarah dance provocatively on the stage in a tight pair of hot pants and a bra style top, she looked amazing, all I could do was stand and drool, although I was the only person there that was going to get time alone with her.

While Sarah was finishing her set, her manager came and got me, taking me backstage and telling me to wait in her dressing room, telling me that I would be searched before I left, so not to try and take anything.

I sat nervously listening as I heard a commotion outside, "I don't care, he made me look so fucking stupid" the voice said as I realised it was Sarah and she was angry about something.

"I haven't spent years trying to get where I am, for some little twit to put on the wrong backing track, I could have understood it if it had an intro" Sarah shouted angrily as I watched the door open slightly as I sat in the corner.

"He made a fucking fool of me, I want him fired, and I'm telling you I don't want to see him ever again" Sarah fumed as the door opened a little more.

I sat listening as a guy tried to calm her down, but with no luck.

"What, am I working with a bunch of amateurs" Sarah said as I watched her back in the door then turn and look at me.

"And who the fuck are you" Sarah said as I sat there stunned.

"Matt, there is some screw ball in my dressing room, what have I told you about security" Sarah turned and shouted out of the door as two guards rushed in and lifted me by the arms as her manager stood trying to interrupt.

"What, do you think it is funny coming in here and trying to steal my panties, Your nothing but a silly little pervert, your sick, sick in the fucking head" Sarah fumed as I felt the grip tighten on my arms as I stood shocked.

"Sarah, this is Craig the guy that won that radio show prize" Matt said as Sarah turned her head and looked at him as the shock washed over her face.

Sarah turned and gave me a wry smile, "Listen I'm really sorry, I've just had a bad night, if you give me five minutes you can have as much time as you want" Sarah said as her face told me that she believed I would happily accept her offer.

I was angry, she had made me look like a clown in front of everyone, I wasn't ready to give in, I was going to have my say.

"You know ever since you released your first single, I have followed your career, spent a fortune on CD's and been to three of your concerts" I said watching Sarah look at me, she must have realised where this was going, but had resigned herself to taking it.

"I have written to you, dreamed about you, and even fantasised about you, but never once have I ever wanted a pair of your damn panties, this was to be the ten minutes of my life and you managed to make me feel like a piece of crap" I hissed as I watched Sarah lean back on the dresser.

"If that's the way you treat all your fans then maybe the clown that made the mistake tonight was doing us all a huge favour" I said watching Sarah say "but" as I continued to talk over her.

"You can take your music and stick it, as far as I'm concerned you aren't worthy of the fame that you have if you think so little of your fans" I hissed then tried to pull myself away from the security guards.

"But" Sarah tried to interrupt as I pulled harder and interrupted, "Save it, you wanna tell your apes to let me leave" I hissed as Sarah nodded as I felt the goons grip release from my arm as I brushed past her and headed out the door.

I stood at the train station seething, I was angry at myself for entering the contest, I was angry at her for making me look so stupid, then it slowly dawned on me Sarah was the hottest property on the pop scene, the chances were that someone would leak this to the press and I would be pestered for my version of things.

Maybe I should tell them and use the power of the press against her for what she had done to me, when I returned home I sat going over everything in my mind, the night had been great, up till then, the truth slowly hit me, I was angry with her, but I also still loved her, how couldn't I, she was the stuff that dreams were made of.

The biggest problem I had was going into work and explaining to the guys what had happened; I had bragged about my prize for the past couple of weeks, I was going to get a kiss from Sarah Mclean, the hottest thing to grace the pop charts.

"How the hell do I explain that" I thought to myself as I lay there waiting for my alarm clock to ring.

I hadn't slept all night thinking about it, little did I know my phone was going to start to ring so early. Two minutes after my alarm had gone off, the phone started ringing, the first few calls were reporters fishing, I sat listening as they explained about a tip off they had received and asked if I could call them back and discuss it.

By 8am then phone hadn't stopped, I sat wondering how the hell they had got my phone number, I sat listening as the answer machine kicked in.

"Hi Craig, it's Derek from work, I don't know what is happening, but we have about 30 journalists outside the front door, I don't think you should come into work today, give me a phone" The voice said then hung up.

As I sat listening to the messages coming in, as a smile pursed across my lips, "If they want something to take about I will give them something" I thought as I lifted the phone and Phoned Derek back.

"Hi Derek"

"Hey Craig, I hope you aren't in any trouble mate, this place is buzzing with journalists" Derek said as I sat with a permanent grin.

"Derek can you keep a secret and not say anything to anyone" I said trying not to laugh as I set Derek up.

"Sure mate, you know you can trust me" Derek said as I tried hard not to laugh, Derek would probably put the phone down after I spoke to him and grab the first reporter.

"There's a rumour going around that Sarah Mclean took me back to her hotel and had sex with me, and something about her publicity manager leaking a story about a bust up between me and her to cover the other story" I replied trying my hardest not to laugh.

"Come on Craig, you know you can trust me, what happened?" Derek said trying to fish for the details.

"All I am going to say to you is confidentiality agreement" I said then listened for Derek's reply.

"You fucking lucky bastard, you did her, didn't you, how the hell did you manage that" Derek asked as I sat laughing quietly.

"Derek, I am going to put in for a couple of days sick, if you don't mind" I said still trying hard not to laugh down the phone.

"You don't need to take sick days, Mr Johnson doesn't want all the attention, he says to tell you as long as you aren't in trouble, you've to wait till this all dies down, he's that scared, he's even going to pay you to stay away" Derek replied.

"Okay I've got to go mate" I said then listened to Derek call me a lucky bastard and hang up.

By 10:30 the phone messages had changed, I guessed the news had travelled fast, the reporters had heard from a source that I had sex with Sarah and they understood that there was a confidentiality clause in place, could I phone to discuss things confidentially.

I sat laughing as I realised that Derek must have run straight out and given them the low down.

Although by 11:10 another person had phoned.

"Hi Craig, it's Matt Greening, we spoke last night, I need to talk to you, it is important, phone me anytime on ..... Please it is important" He said then hung up.

I sat enjoying the thought of him having to deal with the press trying to get the meat off the bones of this juicy story, After all Sarah's publicity team had made such a big deal about Sarah being a virgin, I guess part of the appeal was the thought of who would be the first guy to bed her.

The longer I sat the more I wanted to know what Matt wanted to discuss then finally resigned myself to phoning him.

"Hi Matt it's Craig, I got your message, what's the problem" I said nicely and listened to Matt explain about someone leaking the story to the press, I assured him that it wasn't me I didn't want that sort of publicity.

Matt said that he needed a sit down with me, and could he come over, I explained about having a pack of reporters outside, Matt told me it wouldn't be a problem.

I'll chap three times then twice, so you know it's me" Matt explained then hung up.

An hour later Matt was at my door, he had managed to persuade one of my neighbours to let him in the back door for a cash payment, the reporters didn't realise that my back door wasn't totally sealed off.

I sat in the living room as Matt sat explaining about realising that someone on his crew had leaked the story, but couldn't work out where the second story had come from.

I sat telling him about Derek and how Derek had jumped to the wrong conclusions, when I tried to deny it, Derek must have thought it was true.

"I see" Matt said then sat explaining that the number of male fans that Sarah had would drop drastically if they thought that she had actually lost her virginity.

She stood to lose millions a year if this story was to be believed, and as her manager and agent he was authorised to pay me 30,000 pounds to deny everything and play along with a story that they had concocted.

"So let me understand this, she treats me like a cunt, then she wants my help to save her precious reputation, I don't know if it is just me but I'm finding it hard to think of reasons why I would want to help her" I said watching Matt cringe.

"The question is what could you do with 30,000?" Matt asked as I shook my head.

"What could I do with a million, let me tell you something, she humiliated me in front of everybody, 30,000...a million, it doesn't buy me my pride back again, does it" I said watching the blood drain from Matt's face.

"You realise that we could just deny the story anyway and you would get nothing" Matt said trying to play hard ball.

"And then I could come out and sell my story about seeing her birthmark at the top of her leg and how she took me back to the hotel room and told me that she lost her virginity a long time ago, then proceeded to give me a blowjob then let me fuck her stupid as she screamed the hotel room down" I said watching the anger build in Matt's face.

"And Sarah would sue you for millions" Matt said angrily as I nodded.

"Yeah but how much do you think the press would pay for a story like that" I asked watching Matt thinking.

"This is getting us no where, what do you want" Matt asked as I thought quickly.

"A sit down with Sarah and I, alone, and then she can come to some sort of arrangement" I said watching Matt think.

"What sort of arrangement?" Matt asked as I grinned.

"I haven't thought about that yet, but I'm sure Sarah will come up with something" I said as I watched Matt stand up.

"All I can do is say to her" Matt said as I nodded then showed him to the door.

The following day Matt phoned back and explained that he was sending me a ticket to Florida, when I got there I would be met at the airport, and I would get an explanation when I got there.

Two hours later a courier phoned explaining that he had a delivery from Matt and could I let him in, I signed for the ticket as the courier tried to fish for information.

"I guess it must be something important" He said as I signed the form.

"Yeah, it's a cheque for services rendered" I said as he smiled.

"Must be some cheque" He said with a teasing grin.

"Well let's put it this way, it should have at least four zero's on it" I said realising the press had put him up to the questions.

I shut the door and opened the sealed envelope, it had a first class ticket to Florida in it, dated for later that night, they weren't leaving me much time to prepare, although the note said pack light, we will take care of anything you need.

Okay I had the ticket, but how the hell was I going to get by the reporters, it had to be convincing, I phoned my mate down stairs and asked him if he fancied making a hundred pounds, David was up in a shot David was the same build as me, and if my plan worked the press would be too busy trying to catch him.

I sat explaining my plan then let him arrange the details with his mates.

If the car stalled fifty metres from the flat then the press would take it as an opportunity to try and get a picture, with a good disguise they would think he was me and chase the car.

It worked like a dream, I slipped out as the press ran down the road, I only had to deal with three reporters, Dale timed his arrival perfectly then sped off to the airport, by the time the press had realised what had happened we were long gone.

By the time I hit Florida the news was broadcasting their version of things with footage of David with his leather jacket over his head climbing into the car.

I sat in the Hotel waiting for a phone call, the next morning Matt appeared at the hotel and sat explaining that they were hiring a limo to take me to Sarah's beach house I would stay there overnight then meet her the next day.

"Have you thought about what it will cost" Matt asked.

"Like I said, I'm sure Sarah will come up with something" I said realising that Matt didn't like going into this blind.

Two hours later the limo arrived, I headed to her beach house and met her house maid and security chief, I sat enjoying the trappings of the rich, Matt had told them to get me anything I wanted.

The following morning I lay in the large bed and listened as I head voices, then heard a chap on my door, Matt explained that Sarah was finally here, and we could chat after I got dressed and was ready.

"Ann Marie is making you both something to eat, if you can be ready in 20 minutes, you and Sarah can talk over breakfast" Matt said then explained about having to be searched for security reasons.

When I finally went downstairs I was guided to the dinning room and sat waiting about five minutes later the door opened and Sarah walked in, I sat on my chair and watched as she sat across from me.

"Listen, thanks for coming, I really wanted to explain about the night of the concert" Sarah said with a little smile as I gave her a quick look up and down.

Sarah sat explaining about the sort of day she had, then explained that it was no excuse for being so rude, she had spoken to Matt and listened to me that night and realised that she had hurt my feelings, and she wanted to make amends.

"The way I see it, this is your golden ticket to ask for what ever you want" Sarah said with a smile.

"Merchandise, pictures of us together, you name it" Sarah stopped and looked at me.

"Matt said that if you helped me sort out this mess, we would even pay you enough money to last you a few years" Sarah said as I sat nodding gently.

"So what do you think" Sarah asked as I watched the door open and Ann Marie walk in with a trolley with plates on it.

Ann Marie served the food then disappeared, as Sarah sat waiting on my answer.

"Okay then a question to see if I can trust you and all your promises" I said watching Sarah smile and nod.

"Matt seems hell bent on saving your pure image, so what is the truth" I asked knowing that Sarah would understand the question.

Sarah looked at the plate as she shifted in her seat then looked up.

"Being portrayed as a virgin sells DVD's, and when I first started a few years ago Matt used the truth to make me a star" Sarah said trying to find the words.

"I'm 19 in two weeks time; do you believe I am still a virgin?" Sarah asked with a grin.

"Well the way I see it, if you're a virgin, I'm Vlad the Impaler" I said with a stupid smile

"Okay then I guess you are right, I have had to be extremely careful about my private life because of the publicity but, no I'm definitely not a virgin" Sarah smiled as I nodded.

"any other questions" Sarah asked as I shook my head then explained for 20 minutes about how she made me feel like shit the night of the concert, and how I had to deal with the press because of her mistake, Sarah let me talk, she could still hear the anger in my voice.

I sat explaining that I still liked her but I wanted to embarrass her, the way she had embarrassed me, Sarah seemed to understand what I was talking about.

"To be honest with you, I don't want your money, I couldn't really give a damn about merchandise, the only thing I want is to leave you with a reminder that the next time you walk into a dressing room and someone is sitting there, that you remember me with horror and at least be nice, for fear of what might happen" I said watching Sarah try to work this one out.

"I'm going to regret asking this, but I guess you have something in mind" Sarah said as I nodded then gave her a grin.

"I want you to have to do something that you will remember for the rest of your life, and realise that it was you that brought it on yourself" I said watching Sarah think as it slowly sank in where I was going.

"You mean you want me to have sex with you" Sarah said with a shocked look on her face then continued.

"Not a chance" Sarah snapped as she looked at me.

Standing up I looked down at Sarah and gave her a wry smile, then I guess I will be heading back to the airport, remember you have the power to make up for your mistake but you chose not to" I said walking round the table and heading to the door.

"I guess Matt has got a lot of PR work to get on with" I said opening the door and walking out, then headed to my room as I watched Matt head into the dinning room.

I stood packing my bag then a couple of minutes later Matt was at my room door wanting a word.

"Sarah just told me what you wanted" Matt said as I watched him try to hide his anger.

"Did you plan this all along, you must have thought this was funny" Matt said accusingly.

I stood explaining that I hadn't planned it, and refreshed his memory about how all this came about.

"The way I see it I have given her two choices, Money and her lovely little image or having to swallow her pride and do something that she wouldn't normally do" I said watching Matt think about it.

"For arguments sake, say two million people idolise her for her pure little image, then by putting her own dignity to the side she can keep her fans happy, or she can let you try and repair the damage, the way I see it, it is her choice" I said watching Matt trying to find an argument.

"Sarah gave me her final answer so, if you don't mind, could you phone me a taxi back to the airport" I said resigned to the fact that my little plan had failed.

"Listen are you prepared to at least negotiate" Matt asked as I looked at him wondering what he had in mind.

"Okay tell you what, if you can come up with a solution by the end of the day then fine I'll stay, but by 6pm tonight I will be heading home" I said putting the ball back in Matt's court, watching him nod then leave.

Matt must have headed back down the stairs and made a few phone calls as I sat in my room trying to listen then headed down to the lounge where Matt stood on his cell phone talking, and then ended the call when I walked in. Matt headed out into the garden where Sarah was sitting with her body guards, enjoying the warm sunshine, Matt closed the patio doors then sat down beside Sarah, I sat watching the argument get heated.

About 20 minutes later Matt appeared back in through the patio, and looked at me, "Are you at least prepared to discuss this rationally with Sarah" Matt asked as I nodded watching Matt shout Sarah in, then ask everyone else to leave.

Sarah sat down on the sofa as I watched Matt sit beside her.

"Can I ask you why you hate me so much that you would ask me to do this" Sarah asked as she stuttered trying to find the words.

"You know, my dad said that the mark of a true human being is someone that can live with and deal with the consequences of their own actions" I said watching Sarah and Matt nod.

"I don't hate you, but the way I see it, your actions have consequences, I have given you two options, I explained to Matt everything, the way I see it you want to have your cake and eat it, in the real world, people don't have that luxury" I said realising to my surprise that Sarah was actually listening.

"And don't you think If I had to pay you a substantial sum of money that would be punishment enough" Sarah asked as I shook my head.

"Okay, how much are you worth" I asked watching Matt think.

"50 million give or take" Matt said as Sarah listened.

"Okay then, pay me 35 million and I'll be happy" I said watching the shock set into Sarah and Matt's face.

"You must be out of your mind" Sarah said unable to believe that I had actually said that.

"You see my point, one million you can earn back in a couple of months, so where's the harm in losing one million" I asked watching Sarah think.

"Believe me losing a million is a big deal to me" Sarah said as I nodded.

"But within a few months you will have forgotten all about it, what I am asking for, you will never forget" I said watching Matt waiting to speak.

"Okay so what exactly is it you want" Matt said as Sarah looked at him.

"One hour where Sarah has to do anything I ask her to do, without exception" I said watching Sarah shake her head.

"And she's got to act like she is enjoying what she is doing" I said watching Sarah look at Matt.

"Okay, how about, a million and you get to see Sarah naked" Matt said as I watched Sarah draw him a look.

"Forget money, one hour anything goes" I said asking Sarah.

"Not a chance, what do you think that I would just lie back and let you sodomise me" Sarah said as I realised what she meant.

"Okay then, one million and I get to do anything, but that" I said as I watched Matt look at Sarah.

"Okay you want to negotiate, then fine, one million and I let you touch my breasts, and have a quick kiss" Sarah said waiting on my reply.

"One million and half an hour anything goes, but that" I said watching Matt play head tennis between us.

"Two million and I let you ...Put your hand down my pants" Sarah said as I shook my head.

"A million, you give me a blowjob for ten minutes then let me finish off inside you" I said coldly as Sarah pulled a disgusted face.

"Money and a touch that's as far as I go" Sarah said as Matt looked back at me.

"Okay then, just phone me a taxi and I will head home" I said standing up and watching Sarah look at Matt.

"Craig, give us five minutes to talk" Matt said as I headed to the patio door and walked out into the baking Florida sun and sat on a lounger.

Ten minutes later Matt opened the door and called me back in as Sarah sat with her head in her hands, watching Matt and I sit back down.

"No matter how you cut it, this is blackmail" Sarah said as I listened and watched her look at Matt.

"if it was up to me, you would go back empty handed, but like you said I have choices and whether you believe it or not, I do care about what my fans think" Sarah said as I waited on what was coming.

"So here's my final offer take it or leave it" Sarah paused as she looked at me and Matt in turn.

"Okay, I let you put it in my mouth for one minute, no longer, then you do what you have to do as quick as possible, if your not finished in ten minutes, I get up and walk out" Sarah said as I thought about it.

"And if you go anywhere near my butt, I stop there and then and have you charged with rape" Sarah said as I sat thinking.

"Okay, on one condition, I get a picture of you naked as a memento" I said watching both Sarah and Matt shake their head then realised the implications if it got into the wrong hands.

"50,000...no picture" Sarah said as I thought about what I could do with the cash.

"You realise that you will have to go through a press interview, we will tell you what to say, and you have to stick to it and sign a confidentiality agreement, if you break it then you pay Sarah 50, million for loss of earnings" Matt said coldly.

"Okay then, I'm happy with it if you are" I said giving Sarah a smile as she looked and nodded coldly.

"So when and how" I asked as Matt looked at Sarah.

"Tonight, you have dinner together then go for a shower, when you come back you have a few drinks, I'm pretty sure you can sort it from there" Matt said as Sarah nodded.

For the first ten minutes of dinner Sarah and I sat eating without saying a word, I sat actually wondering whether Sarah would actually go through with it, as Anne Marie served the dessert, Sarah gave a wry grin and finally spoke.

"You know my original offer stands, one million" Sarah said as I nodded then smiled.

"You know my original offer stands too, one hour anything goes" I said with a grin.

Sarah looked down at her banana longboat, "Okay point taken" Sarah said then a second later lifted her head and gave a little smile.

Within fifteen minutes Sarah and I were heading through to the sitting room as Sarah seemed happy to chat about her child hood and how her mum pushed her to go to ballet, dance classes then when she was about 10, her mum enrolled her for singing lessons.

Sarah explained that her mum had this grand plan, when Sarah was old enough her mum would send her for auditions, mostly in musicals and advertising.

"My biggest break came when I got a part as one of the dancers on `the cool kids club', they had hired an up and coming star to present it, the morning of the final rehearsal, Kelly took a major strop before filming and refused to do the rehearsal." Sarah said smiling at the thought of it.

"One of the production team looked at all the dancers and then grabbed me and told me to fill in on her spot, I froze for about a minute then realised that Kelly would be back for the live show, so it didn't matter how many mistakes I made" Sarah let a massive grin push across her face.

"I had seen Kelly do it a few times in rehearsals, and just done what she had done, only I done it my way" Sarah said going over and opening a drawer and pulling out a DVD then slipping it in the player as she grabbed the remote.

"The rehearsal lasted three hours, the actual show only lasted two hours, I stood watching them count down, then just went with the flow as they started recording" Sarah grinned as she sat on the edge of the sofa beside me and pointed the remote at the player.

"Hi and welcome to the cool kids club" a blonde 14 year old said as I realised straight away that it was a younger version of Sarah as I sat laughing. Sarah just sat with her hands over her face as the embarrassment set in.

Sarah explained that the director wanted Kelly as the lead, but the producers were already sick of her moaning and whining, and that was even before the show started. The Producers offered Sarah the lead for the first series, and said they would look at it after the first series was by.

"By the end of the first series, I had already signed a record deal and was working on the dance routines" Sarah said with a smile then turned to face me and sat explaining about the start of her music career.

Before either of us knew it, we had sat chatting most of the night and watching DVD's of Sarah when she went for auditions as a kid, by 11:30, the effects of the flight was starting to kick in as I sat yawning, Sarah smiled and gave me a strange look.

"I guess" Sarah said as I interrupted her explaining that I needed my bed badly as Sarah sat nodding, "I know we said earlier about what we had to do, but I need my sleep more" I said watching a surprised look on Sarah's face.

"I have a few publicity shoots tomorrow, if all goes well I should be back by about seven" Sarah said with a smile as I nodded heading back to my room.

In the past five hours I had learned that this multi million pound sex kitten was just like any other girl, and my conscience was starting to get the better of me.

I was asking this girl to prostitute herself for me, just because she flipped out for two minutes.

The second leg of Sarah's tour was to start in four days time; I presumed that, as my return ticket was dated for a week later, I would be put up in a hotel to enjoy the rest of my break. The following day One of Matt's assistants took me to Orlando, and made a day of it.

I had just returned when Sarah appeared back and kicked off her shoes and threw herself down on the sofa as Matt and everyone else left her in peace.

"Hard day at the office" I said watching her nod tiredly.

Sarah and I sat down and had dinner, before Sarah headed for a bath, half an hour later Sarah appeared in a pair of red pyjama's and a silk dressing gown and sat down in front of the TV, and started channel hopping.

Half an hour later Sarah was unloading on me about her day, explaining about some journalists trying to make her say something stupid, just so they get a good story, Sarah finally resigned herself to watching a movie then grabbed a cushion as she leaned on the arm of the sofa across from me.

"If you want you could stretch out on the sofa and I could move over there" I said as Sarah gave a little smile.

"If you promise to be a good boy, I could put the cushion on your lap and stretch out there" Sarah said with a grin as I nodded and made a stupid comment.

"Sure no problem, but if you feel the cushion rise, don't blame me, it's not that often a guy gets a pop star on his lap" I said watching Sarah laugh.

"Yeah you should be so lucky" Sarah beamed, and then grabbed the cushion and lay down across me as we sat watching the film.

I had decided that the best part of valour was to tuck my hand down between her and the back of the sofa, the longer I sat there the more uncomfortable the position came as I tried to move my hand to stop it going numb.

After a lot of light fidgeting that I thought Sarah hadn't noticed, Sarah rolled her head and looked up at me, "I take it your hands going to sleep" Sarah asked was I nodded.

"It's okay it won't be long till the rest of my body follows" I said with a laugh.

I sat there shocked as Sarah lifted her left arm and grabbed my hand and placed her on her stomach between her breasts and belly button.

"Is that better" Sarah said watching me nod then turned her head back to the film,

As the film progressed, I sat there occasionally looking down as Sarah moved slightly finding a more comfortable position, 10 minutes before the end of the film I looked down and realised that with all her movement Sarah's pyjama's had opened between the buttons slightly, giving me a small view of the edge of her left breast.

I sat looking down occasionally enjoying the view then let my conscience get the better of me.

"Eh no offence, but your showing a little skin" I said rather embarrassed as I pointed it out.

Sarah just laughed and looked down realising what I was speaking about.

"Did you see the publicity pictures for `mystery'?" Sarah asked as I nodded remembering the see through top with the two bits of material that just covered her nipples.

"Yeah, why?" I asked as she grinned.

"Were you offended by the pictures" Sarah asked with a smile as I shook my head and smiled back.

"Hell, no, I loved the pictures" I said as a devious grin washed over Sarah's face.

"So you are happy to see my boobs in a poster but not in real life" Sarah said as she continued to grin up at me.

"Well actually, I get to touch a poster without offending you" I said laughing trying to get the point across as Sarah looked down at her pyjama's then lifted her hand and undid a button. I sat in shock as she grabbed my hand from her stomach and pushed it in her top.

"Now what part of that do you think offends me" Sarah looked up with a grin as my hand stroked her smooth milky skin, then watched as Sarah continued to watch the rest of the film as my hand slowly stroked the skin of her breast.

"Anyway I love getting my boob tickled" Sarah said without taking her eyes off the screen.

I sat there brushing my fingers gently over her delicate skin as I watched the film, edging ever closer to her nipple, finally finding it hard and ready for my touch. Looking down Sarah didn't even bat an eyelid as she watched the film.

I sat there teasing her nipple gently as we watched the film then looked down at her.

"So where else do you like being tickled" I whispered as Sarah shifted her head and looked up with a smile.

"Now that would be telling" Sarah said then turned her head back to the screen.

"Then I guess I will just have to take a stab in the dark" I said slipping my hand out of her top and slowly guiding it down to her right leg and rubbing gently, after a couple of minutes Sarah looked up and grinned.

"You're just being nasty now" Sarah said as I looked at her.

"How so" I asked as she grinned.

"Because, you know that it is more enjoyable on the bare skin" Sarah said as a fiendish grin flashed across her face.

"Well I could always do it on the bare skin, if you didn't have a problem with me putting my hands down your pyjamas" I said watching Sarah smile.

"Tell you what, wait here" Sarah said then rolled off the sofa and headed to her room, then appeared back five minutes later with a quilt and wearing a silk nightie.

"Now if you try to get funny, you're in deep trouble" Sarah said as she fixed the quilt and lay down letting me guide my hand back down to the top of her leg.

I sat there stroking the top of her leg for a few seconds then let my fingers drift slightly inside as Sarah watched the film titles begin to appear.

Within a couple of minutes my fingers were gently tickling the inside of her closed legs as I tried to keep myself from brushing my hand against her mound.

Sarah looked up and smiled as I felt her legs open slightly allowing my hand to drop deeper into the inside of her leg, Sarah turned to the screen and turned the TV off and looked back up.

"You know where it is really nice" Sarah said with a shy little smile as she watched me nod and move my fingers slowly up to the skin between her leg and pussy and start to tickle gently following the material of her panties.

Sarah smiled and then closed her eyes enjoying the light tickling of my finger tips brushing against her. A minute later Sarah opened her eyes and smiled.

"Wait till I get move comfy" Sarah said then lifted her hips and slipped her panties down over her knees as I felt her kick them off, then smile up and look at me.

"And no that isn't an invitation, when you brushed against them it was annoying" Sarah said as I slipped my hand back down realising that Sarah was clean shaven.

My fingers continued to stoke up and down for a minutes as every so often I would move my finger slightly brushing gently inwards, as I watched Sarah's innocent face for any signs telling me that I had gone too far.

Within five minutes my finger was slowly making circles over Sarah's soft shaven mount as Sarah continued to lie there with her eyes shut.

"Mmm, that's nice" Sarah said without opening her eyes. As my fingers worked ever downwards slowly.

"You know I could get used to this" Sarah said with a grin opening her eyes just before my fingers felt the drop of skin reaching the top of her lips.

Letting my fingers continue, stropping close to her lips, I followed the edge of her lips without touching them as Sarah lay there enjoying the attention of my fingers.

"Sorry" I said deliberately allowing my fingers to brush against the side of her lips for a brief second then pulling my hand back.

"Do you hear me complaining" Sarah said keeping her eyes firmly shut. Sliding my hands gently back, I allowed my finger to brush against her lips again, listening to Sarah's silence. Then slowly guiding my finger onto her lips feeling a slight moistness as my finger brushed over the centre of her soft folds of skin.

Sarah wasn't complaining, the next part would be the real test, I thought as I continued to work my finger up and down her skin, pushing slightly harder with each slide then finally feeling her folds of skin part allowing my fingers into the channel under her lips.

Guiding my finger slowly upwards as I felt the moisture between her lips, I grazed my finger gently over her hard clit then listened as Sarah let out an almost inaudible moan then sigh.

"Is that nice being tickled there" I asked taking a leap of faith then watching as Sarah nodded lightly as my finger stroked gently over her clit again.

"Just press it a little harder" Sarah whispered with a little sigh as I followed her request then felt her push her knees further apart.

I sat there gently working her clit as Sarah lay moaning gently, as I built up the pressure of my finger on her clit.

"Oh, yeah that's good" Sarah groaned as her breathing started to get laboured.

Sarah lay there moaning as I watched her lick her lips trying to moisten them up as her body trembled gently to my touch.

"Oh I'm Cumming" Sarah moaned closing her legs trapping my finger on her hard clit as her body shook.

Within a few seconds Sarah opened her eyes as she eased the pressure between her legs letting my hand slip free.

Sarah looked up then smiled before rolling off the sofa and positioning herself between my legs as she smiled working her hands up and down my legs.

"I guess it's time for me to fulfil my end of the deal" Sarah grinned as she tugged at my zip and slipped her hands into my boxers.

"Oh yeah" I groaned feeling her hand wrap round my hard cock as she slowly worked the foreskin back.

"You want to know a secret" Sarah smiled up as I looked down at her innocent face and nodded.

"My favourite thing in this whole world is watching a guys face as I give him a blowjob" Sarah whispered as I let out an almighty groan as she tugged my cock out from behind my trousers and dropped her head, slipping my hard member straight into her mouth as she sucked back gently.

I sat there watching Sarah's mouth work up and down my shaft like a real pro.

"I must be dreaming, I'm getting a blow job from Sarah McLean" I thought watching as her eyes drifted up to my face as her warm mouth continued to devour my raging hard on.

"Oh fuck your great at that" I moaned watching her try to smile with my cock deep in her mouth.

"Oh shit, I want to fuck you" I whispered as Sarah let her mouth slip off my cock as she stood up watching me signal her onto my lap, then enjoyed the sensation of Sarah lower herself onto my hard member as I felt her wet pussy give way and devour my cock as she bounced gently on my lap.

"Take your nightie off for me" I groaned watching Sarah follow my command. Then watching as my hands slid up to those breasts, that I had fantasised for so long about fucking.

I sat there watching as Sarah's breasts bobbed in front of me invitingly then grabbed at them squeezing gently as Sarah continued to stab herself with my cock.

"You want to know a secret" I grinned as Sarah moved in closer as she continued to bounce on my lap.

"I have this fantasy about fucking your little titties and Cumming between them" I whispered into her ear then watched her pull back and smile.

"Are you ready, right now" Sarah asked with a smile as I nodded watching her climb off then lie down on the other side of the sofa, letting me climb on top, pushing my cock to her small soft breasts.

Stroking my hard cock between her breasts I watched Sarah push her breasts together giving me some tension to press against.

"Oh fuck that's good" I groaned feeling my balls tighten then shout the first burst of cum over her breasts and catching her on the side of her chin.

"Aaargh" I grunted as I watched my cock spit more hot semen between her breasts.

I knelt straddling her for a couple of seconds then lifted myself off allowing her to sit up and look down at the deposit I had left on her chest.

Sarah looked at the stuff as it slowly oozed down through her breasts, and then laughed.

"You know the next time I am in your country on tour, you will not look at me the same way again" Sarah said with a grin.

"if your writing any new songs just don't write the words `trickle' in it" I grinned watching Sarah laugh then stand up slipping her nightie over her head allowing the nightie to stick to my sperm.

"I think I need a shower now" Sarah said with a grin then headed to her room.

The following day Matt arranged an impromptu press conference, explaining that I had been caught in the cross fire of an argument between Sarah and himself. I sat there as the camera bulbs flashed.

"Like Matt said, I was caught in the middle of things, it started because of a sound error, and to be honest with you I didn't help matters because I sat laughing as I listened" I said then answered a few questions about the rumours that Sarah and I were lovers.

"Take a look at me and then look at Sarah, do you think for one minute a girl like her would be willing to bounce on my lap when she has all the men of the world to pick from" I said knowing my words would probably be edited.

"Don't get me wrong, if it did happen just think of the money I could make from selling the story, do I look that stupid not to say anything" I said then listened to a journalist ask about being paid to keep my mouth shut.

"The only payment I was promised, was a holiday to Florida and tickets the next time Sarah comes to my country, and if I play my cards right I might even get to go back stage and meet her again" I said watching Sarah nod beside me.

"On second thoughts maybe not, look at what happened the last time I done that" I said listening to the crowd laugh.

"So you are saying categorically that nothing happened with you and Sarah" one of the reporters asked.

"Hell no, but if I thought I had half a chance, you never know" I said watching Sarah grin.

"Sarah what do you have to say about Craig's comments" the reporter asked as I twisted my head and watched her.

"Well maybe when I'm older and finished singing, I might just take him up on his offer" Sarah said then laughed.

The following year I received two tickets through the post for Sarah's concert, I stood watching as she sung her new ballet then as she finished, she looked down and smiled then tapped her chin knowingly as I stood laughing.

The following year, the press ran with a story that she was dating one of her road crew, Sarah came clean the next day and admitted that she was dating Mike, and yes she had lost her virginity, I sat with a smile, little did they know the real story.