"Hi. Isn't your name Mark Spitz?" Julie kidded Terry.
"Yeah. And you're Elizabeth Taylor." He swam away.
"Ron, listen, I'm going to Lindy's rehearsal. Why don't the four of us meet tonight? Catch the Nancy Sinatra dinner show?"
Ron shook the water out of his hair. "Okay, we'll be ready at seven. Have fun…" He swam after Terry.
Julie just stood there for a moment, looking at the two trim handsome bodies cutting through the blue water. They were the only two people in the pool, and she wished they could have been naked. She would have jumped in, clothes and all, and sucked them both off underwater. But rehearsal awaited, and she didn't want to give Lindy any time to be alone with that dancer, Gerry. She couldn't stand him.
Terry waved as Julie left the pool area. Ron told him about the show they would be seeing, and dunked him under the water. Ron came up, grabbed Terry's legs and flipped him over. They acted like kids out on their first day of summer, splashing around in the pool till they were dead tired.
Finally, Terry gave up. He climbed out of the water and stood on the edge of the pool. His bulging trunks were pulled down to the base of his cock and his tanned body glowed in the sunshine. Ron looked up just as Terry turned around and bent over to grab a towel.
I'm gonna have that ass! Ron stared at the boy's buttocks, dripping with water, under the white trunks. If Julie has Lindy, I'll have Terry's ass.
"I'll see you later," Terry called as he left the pool area.
You sure as hell will! Ron swam around and felt his cock growing stiff in his trunks. You sure will!
Julie entered the big room and looked around. There was no one in sight. Finally, one of the dancers appeared at the side of the stage. "Where's Lindy?" Julie called.
"Oh, hi, Mrs. Feldman. She's in her dressing room, I think. We've got a half-hour break." The girl continued across the stage and out another door.
Julie walked backstage and down the corridor to Lindy Travis' dressing room. She knocked and tried the handle. It was locked.
"Lindy? It's Julie!"
She tried the handle again. She heard noises behind the door and finally Lindy's voice said, "I'm sleeping, Julie. Come back later."
Julie rapped on the door. "I know who's in there, you little bitch! Now open this door immediately or I'll cancel the whole Goddamn show!" She kicked hard against the door.
Finally it opened. Julie looked in to see Lindy standing without any clothes on and Gerry sitting on the little bed in the corner, his bands over his cock. She stepped in, closed the door and locked it.
Lindy sat next to Gerry. "Julie, we had a terrible session and, we were so keyed up…"
"Shut up. You just needed a little fuck in the middle of the day, that's all." Julie set her purse down and leaned on the dressing table. "Right?"
"Julie, you know how…"
Gerry cut Lindy off. "Yes… We wanted a little fuck in the middle of the day. Is that okay with you?"
Julie was a bit taken aback at his sudden show of masculinity. 'She' thought she'd teach Lindy a lesson – if the girl insisted on banging dancers with big dicks between rehearsals, then she'd learn what it was like to really get fucked by a big cock.
Lindy sat there without saying a word. She too was a little stunned at Gerry's outburst, but she was proud of him at the same time.
"Why are you covering your penis?" Julie asked, pulling her cigarettes out of her purse. "Embarrassed because it's so small?"
"Shit," Gerry said, "look!" He uncovered his cock and stood up. It hung far out in front of him, half erect, fat and well-shaped. It was certainly big, but Julie would never admit it. She just nodded and lit her cigarette.
Gerry sat down. Lindy said, "Maybe we'd better get dressed. We only have about fifteen minutes left."
"No one's getting dressed," Julie said, puffing away slyly. "I came to have a little action myself, and since you two have already started, I figure why don't I just watch? I'd like to see him fuck you."
Lindy was surprised. "You… you would?"
Gerry's eyes lit up. He had just started to slide his cock into Lindy's pussy when Julie rapped on, the door. Now he could get his rocks off anyhow – even better, with the beautiful woman watching! He also wished she'd take her clothes off – he'd bang her any day.
"Get on the floor, where mama can watch nice and close," Julie said.
Lindy stood up and kissed Julie lightly on the cheek. Julie brought her hand to the girl's breasts and touched them, which excited her. Than Lindy got down on the carpeted floor Gerry stood up and took hold of his penis. It was hard now, ready to shove into anything that wanted it.
"Gerry, let me feel," Lindy said, reaching out, but Julie slapped her hand and took hold of Gerry's cock with her own hand. She robbed it back and forth and then got down on her knees and slid it into her mouth. He had to keep himself from coming – he was incredibly excited! His girlfriend was lying on the floor waiting for him to fuck her, while her agent was kneeling in front of him, sucking on his dick!
Julie took his cock down into her throat and then pulled out so she could work only on the glans, wetting it, getting him excited and hard as a rock. Then she pulled her lips away and said, "I want you to fuck her in the ass."
"In the ass?" Gerry said.
"In the ass?" Lindy screamed.
"My, you both have twenty-twenty hearing!" Julie quipped. "Yes, in the ass, that's what I said Lindy's a big girl now, she should be able to take it everywhere. In every little hole in her body."
"No, please, it'll hurt…" Lindy had tears forming in her eyes.
"Sure, it'll hurt. You probably won't be able to dance the last number, your asshole will ache so much. It will teach you a lesson." Julie flicked her cigarette ash down on Lindy's stomach.
"I hate you!" Lindy screamed.
"Okay, butch," Julie mocked Gerry, "stuff that sausage up her asshole."
He stood his ground. "No, I won't do anything she doesn't want me to do."
Julie glared at him. "She'll take it, even if she doesn't want it, because she wants something more than that. You know, what? To open here next week, and I'm in control of that."
"You wouldn't dare…" Gerry started.
"Like hell I wouldn't! It would be very easy to say Lindy Travis fell down a flight of stairs and won't open on schedule. Ann-Margaret fell earlier this year, why can't she?" Julie crossed her legs on the desk and smiled.
"You know what?" Lindy said, very slowly, looking up at Julie's raw eyes. "I think you actually mean it."
Julie nodded. She meant it.
"Well, I'm still not doing it, and it's not her fault. I never banged a chick in her rear and I'm not going to do it now." Gerry sat down on the bed again and reached down for his dance belt.
"Listen," Julie said sharply, "baby, big-man! I know for a fact that cock of yours has been up fourteen guys' asses in this show alone. You're number one fucker, the best ass-dicker in show biz! You won't screw a girl up the ass because you're queer for guys!"
Gerry jumped up, his fist clenched. "Watch what the fuck you say, you Goddamn lying cunt!"
"I say you'd better fuck the shit out of this girl or I'll have you tossed out of the show so fast your balls will spin."
Lindy looked up at Gerry, trembling. Gerry thought about it – she was right, she had the power. Who'd believe his word over hers, the respectable woman agent? She could say she entered the dressing just as he was attacking the star of the show. Jesus, the publicity would really be something, all bad for him, all good for Lindy. Fuck it, he'd get down there and plug her asshole no matter how much it hurt her just like he did to the guys in the show. She had been right, he was the best homo-fucker on earth.
Gerry stood up again and Julie, without a word, put her cigarette out and fell to her knees.