Bear slammed the door open as he came into the dressing room, causing Laura to jump off her stool and Jim, across the room, to almost drop his glass. Bear’s six two body almost filled the opening.
“Another great performance,” roared Bear, waving the bottle in his hand, his western cut satin shirt sweaty from the show. His trademark curly white hair and beard glistened.
“Aren’t they all?” cheered Jim.
“Course they are. They love me.” Bear stumbled across the room and fell on the couch.
“Great performer, great songs. What can you expect?” smiled Jim.
Taking the hint, Bear growled, “Yeah, you write a great song every now and then.”
“But you make ’em all sound good.” Purred Laura as she sat on the couch and snuggled next to him. Bear put his arm around her and placed a sloppy kiss on her cheek. Laura endured his pawing at “The Bear Loves You” t-shirt while Jim looked on.
There was knock at the open door. “Hey, Bear. I’ve got someone who wants to meet you.”
“Come on in, Roscoe.” Roscoe, his agent, in a gray suit and an open collared blue shirt, came in with a petite brunette in tow. She was maybe five feet tall, fairly skinny, but quite lovely.
“This is my wife, Geana, and she’s been dying to meet you.”
Bear stood, took her hand and said “Pleased to meet you.” He sat back down on the couch and pulled Geana down between him and Laura. When he put his arm around Geana, Laura got up and sekabet yeni giriş went over to the bar. She was visibly pissed.
“Geana, this is my good buddy, Jim, who wrote some of my songs and this is Laura, who loves my dick.”
Laura shook her head, “Bear, you’re drunk.”
“So, why be sober. I’m good at being drunk. You still love me, don’t you?”
“Yes, I still love you.”
He squeezed Geana and said, “You know why she loves me?”
“No, why?” Geana’s voice was very small. She was enthralled to be in the presence of some one as famous as Bear.
“I’ve got a huge dick.”
Roscoe laughed, “She doesn’t need to know that.”
“But I’m right proud of it.” Bear stood up, unbuckled the big cowboy belt, unzipped his jeans and let them drop.
It hung about ten inches and Geana’s jaw dropped in awe.
Jim shook his head, “Bear, that’s enough.”
Bear waddled over to where Jim was sitting, “Hey, you want some of this?” pointing his cock at Jim.
“No, but I think you should pull your pants up.”
Bear went back and flopped down on the couch next to Geana. “You want me to pull up my pants?”
Geana was mesmerized. She had never been in a situation like this.
Bear laughed loudly, then said, “Geana, take off your shirt, I want to see your tits.”
“Hey now, that’s enough.” Said Roscoe.
“You shut the fuck up. You’re my agent. You do what I tell you.”
“But sekabet giriş that’s my wife.”
Bear growled, “And she’ll do what she wants. Face it, the money you make off me is a lot more important than your wife. Even she knows that.” He turned to Geana and in a much softer voice “Go ahead, take off your shirt.”
It was a pink blouse, with a lace trimmed collar. Geana unbuttoned it and stopped.
“Go ahead, take it off.”
She leaned forward, pulled it free of her skirt. She folded it neatly and laid it across her lap. She was wearing a pink lace bra.
Bear reached down and roughly pawed her bra, pushing it up to expose small breasts with large areolas and tiny erect nipples. He leaned over and roughly kissed one.
“Now you can kiss mine.” He leaned back and guided her head down to his lap. She kissed his cock and it began to rise. Startled, she sat back.
“Hey now, stand up.” He pushed her up. “Now take off that skirt.”
She stood and as she started to unbutton, Roscoe stood up. “Geana, that’s enough. Let’s go.”
Geana shook him off. “No, I want it.”
“You want what?” asked Roscoe.
“I want him to fuck me.” She dropped her skirt, exposing a tiny pink thong.
Jim stepped over to Laura and quietly asked, “Can you stop this?”
“Yeah. Will you wait and take me home after?”
“Sure.”
Laura took a deep breath, went over to where Geana stood naked and pulled off sekabet güvenilirmi her Bear T shirt. She was braless. Pushing Geana aside, she lifted her breast in front of her. “Come on, Bear. Why would you mess with little bitty tits like that when you’ve got bazoombas like these?” She lifted them up, bounced them as she moved closer to Bear. straddling his legs, she poked one in his mouth. Bear closed his eyes and sucked away.
Laura had one hand behind his head, and the other wrapped around his huge cock.
Jim grabbed up Geana’s clothes, handed them to her and pushed her and Roscoe out the door and followed, closing it behind them.
In the hallway, Geana wrapped her arms around Roscoe, “I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened.”
“It’s alright. Let’s get you dressed and out of here.”
Geana seemed to suddenly realize her state of undress. She pulled her bra down, then put on her blouse and her skirt. Her shoes were missing but she didn’t care.
“Take me home,” she said as she hugged Roscoe.
Jim waited across the hall, listening to Bear and Laura yelling and moaning. When it finally grew quiet, he continued to wait and soon Laura slipped out the door and closed it behind her.
“He’s asleep and probably will be for eight or ten hours.”
“Still want me to take you home?”
“Yes.”
On the drive home she snuggled next to him and when they arrived she asked, “Will you come in?”
“I better not. You’re Bear’s lady.”
“No, please. I don’t want you to make love to me. I just want you to hold me. I know Bear loves me, but he can be an asshole.”
“That he can.” He walked around the car, opened the door for her and followed her inside.