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Celebrity Liaison Ch. 01

By: johndoe2007



Chapter 01 - Kate Bosworth

I'm Jason Connors, I use to just be the average writer down at the Daily News, but ever since my very public relationship with Natalie Portman, I had been turned into a full time celebrity interviewer. Well, actually, in truth I was briefly fired but when Natalie offered to give me the names of several hot shot celebrity managers, I was back in the game, this time I'm a celebrity interviewer. I was more of a freelance writer than anything but I rarely sold my articles to anyone other than the Daily News. I was apprehensive about my new job at first but then I realised I my first interview was with one of the hottest actresses in the business, Kate Bosworth. 

Kate is just fresh off her success from Superman Returns. It was actually Natalie that got me the interview. I never understood why she decided to give me all these Hollywood contacts, maybe it was because she felt guilty for me losing my job in the first place, after all, my loyalty to her and the relationship is what got me briefly fired. There is still this awkwardness in the air every time we meet, like we're about to now. I arrived at her place early in the morning so that she can give me the low down on the events currently hot in Hollywood and to tell me who I can get an interview with. We could've just as easily done this over the phone but or some reason both of us felt the need to see each other even though we didn't say it out loud. The break up wasn't that bad, it was actually kinda mutual..... To a certain extent. For Natalie it was straight to business, no relationship talk at all although to be honest, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her mainly because she was wearing nothing but her robe.

'When you interview Kate Bosworth, you should ask her a lot about her newfound fame as a result from Superman, and don't lurk around her separation with Orlando Bloom too long, that means no mention of any anorexia.'

'Why not?'

'She's a friend of mine, she told me the next person who starts going down that track is gonna have the interview cut short, and a little something else might get cut short as well.'

'So I guess my best option is to ask you about it.'

'Correct, but I'm not gonna say anything,' she said with a slight smile.

'But she does look really thin,' I said

'Don't,' she said sternly.

If we were still going out, she would probably have just laughed it off. Don't you just love awkward silences? You know, sure she was helping me out, but I think Natalie and me both didn't like these rendezvous. We both looked at each other, I don't know who made the move but before I knew it we were it a loving embrace, or more accurately, we were on her couch having sex. 

Several days after I arrived at Kate Bosworth's apartment late one afternoon several days later, still thinking about the whole thing with Natalie, are we on or off I kept thinking. Kate turned out to be nice enough and cordially invited me in. Although she did look tired as hell. She had set up a tray of food on the balcony where we both sat and we started the pre-interview small talk.

'How are you today?' asked Kate

'Fine, how are you?' I asked looking at how tired she was.

'Throbbing headache this morning and now with this hot weather, I feel like shit pardon my language.'

'I have some aspirin if you need it,' I said reaching into my brief case.

'Thanks, probably a good idea,' she said taking a pill and swallowing it before taking a sip from her glass.

I took a sip from my own glass before realising it was alcoholic; I quickly grabbed her hand before she could take another sip.

'What?' she asked.

'What is this?'

'What? The drink, it's some left over wine from last night, I had some friends over.'

'You just took some aspirin.'

'And?'

'And aspirin and alcohol don't exactly mix very well.'

She looked at the glass and then placed it down on the table before giving a small laugh,

'This should make your interview all the more interesting.'

'Don't worry, I use a sound recorder and not a camera so I won't have any evidence of any drunken disorderly behaviour you might participate in.'

I started the interview and things were going quite well but slowly I noticed she was becoming sleepy and she started to become more incoherent. I decide to stop after several more questions. I actually had tried to leave several times already but she kinda forced me to stay.

'Were you surprised when you were cast as Lois Lane?'

'Yeah, of course,' she said as she started to slur her words out. 'I was just disappointed that I wouldn't get to root Superman.'

I raised an eyebrow at that comment. I'm leaving after this next question I thought. 

'And how was the attention from the role.'

'Great, you'd be surprised how many guys I had staring at me, although each one wanted to fuck Lois Lane and not me-'

I cut her short. '-OK, thankyou Kate Bosworth for your time, all the best of luck for the future.'

'Of course I get the feeling that's what Orlando (Bloom) wanted, just a chance to fuck Lois and pretend he's Superman.'

'I'm sure the break- up was nothing sinister,' I said.

I should seriously get her to her bedroom or else she might wander onto the streets and damage her reputation or some crap like that.

'Come on, you're going to bed.'

'Are you coming with,' she dribbled.

'Only to tuck you in.'

Kate Bosworth's bedroom, it was very....neat. I thought after breaking up with your boyfriend, you might skip household chores for awhile but the room was strangely tidy. I laid her on the bed and was going to leave her a note by her bedside table explaining what had happened but as I was searching for a pen she grabbed my hand. 

'What's the matter Jack, not interested in fucking Lois Lane?'

'Maybe some other time, when you're more lucid.'

'Come on Superman, fuck me,' she said grabbing my shirt.

'Kate, I'm leaving now and that means you should go to sleep.'

'Only if you join me,' she said seductively while pulling me closer.

'Goodbye Kate,' despite most of me wanting to do nothing but obey her wish.

I was almost out the door, almost free before she stood up and followed me.

'Kate, get back to bed,' I said turning around only to see that she had opened her blouse, she wasn't wearing a bra.

'Whoa, Kate, backup,' I said closing her blouse.

Damn she was sexy, fuck the other tabloids, she was not anorexic. She was beautiful, and she had decided to stay a brunette which I liked better than blonde which she usually was. On any other occasion I would have thrown myself at her ages ago but she was not exactly in the right frame of mind to give consent

'You're gonna fuck me now or else I'll shout rape.'

I was thrown by what she said so I decided not to fight the urge anymore. I took off my jacket and shirt and pushed her onto the bed and quickly leapt on top of her. She body was warm to the touch. She kissed me furiously as I groped her breast. She skin was silky smooth, her breasts were small, even smaller than Natalie's, but then again Natalie is a few years older. Wow, I'm actually in a position where I can compare Natalie Portman's breasts to Kate Bosworth's. Natalie was a small woman but Kate was even smaller, they were very similar in many ways but I must admit I felt more comfortable having sex with Natalie as she is 25 years old while Kate is several years younger, not that I'm complaining. Kate quickly tried to take my pants off even before the belt was undone; strangely she succeeded in doing so. She was about to take her blouse off but she was already working on getting my underwear off. I lay there until I was completely naked and started kissing her neck and sliding my hand up her skirt while using my other hand to gently pinch her nipples. Kate moaned in pleasure. Why do I get the feeling she's been sex deprived for a while? She got one hand and slipped in into her black panties and started to play around with her vagina. 

'Are you gonna fuck me or not?'

'As you wish.'

I sat up gripped the end of her skirt and in one swift movement ripped them from her waist and threw it across the room. I did the same for her panties and soon we were both completely naked, well actually, Kate was still wearing her blouse but it was open so I would count that as naked. I admired her body for a moment, she was starting to perspire. She was feeling very horny but I wasn't about to let her have her release quite yet. I wrapped my arms around her body and lifted her breast to my mouth and started to suckle on them gently. I freed up one arm and ran my hand from her soft supple lips and then over her neck then her breast and down to her belly and eventually I laid my hand over her vagina.

Kate whispered into my ear, 'You know, the effects of the aspirin is starting to wear off a tiny bit'

I paused for a moment, 'Should I stop?' I asked.

'Fuck no,' she said as she spread her legs and I slowly drove me penis into her hot and slightly wet vagina. She still definitely did not have a clear head as evident when gasped and tugged and the bed sheets as I drove my penis all the way in eliciting as rather loud moan from her lips. I placed my finger over Kate's lips and began to pull out before ramming straight back into her tight hole. Kate continued to moan pleasurably and soon I was in full rhythm ramming in and out of her pussy. I watched her as she grabbed at the sheets and gasped into my ear every time I pushed harder and further in. Her small breasts were bouncing back and forth as she started to perspire even more. Beads of sweat were running down her face as she gasped and moaned in ecstasy and I continued to rammed harder and faster. Her pussy was so tight, her thighs so well toned and her breast were small but still lively. I knew from the pleasurably noises she was making that her orgasm was going to be wild and when it came I knew it immediately. Her body tensed up and she elicited a sharp soft squeal into my ear and arched her back while I still continued to madly fuck her and reached my own orgasm shortly after wards spewing my load into her. We both lay there for a moment breathing heavily and it wasn't long before both of us fell asleep. 

In the morning we both woke up and exchanged awkward looks.

'So, do you often have sex with interviewers while in a drug induced like state?' I asked as we were getting dressed.

'I'm surprised you actually went through with it considering my state.'

'What, do you feel violated?' I asked with a slight smile.

'Ok, I admit I did end up pretty lucid my the end. According to my friend, she's a doctor by the way. Endorphins released in sex are a good way of clearing your mind, they get rid of headaches and some weak drugs.'

'Well, if it came from a doctor,' I said as I began to slip on my shoe.

Kate walked out of the bathroom in her robe.

'So I guess this falls under the category of one night stand?'

'Why, you want a relationship?' I asked sarcastically.

'I just think it's best no one find out.

'Don't worry. You just don't tell Natalie and I won't, um, print it.'

Kate laughed as I walked out of the room.

'Thanks for the interview Miss Bosworth,' I said wryly.

She just laughed and I walked out the door. Interesting start to my new career I thought.

Celebrity Liaison Ch. 02



I'm Jason Connors, I use to just be the average writer down at the Daily News, but ever since my very public relationship with Natalie Portman, I had been turned into a full time celebrity interviewer. Well, actually, in truth I was briefly fired but when Natalie offered to give me the names of several hot shot celebrities, I was back in the game, this time I'm a celebrity interviewer.

*

I was half asleep at my desk when Natalie Portman walked in and threw a folder in my lap; this was seriously becoming a regular occurrence. I looked around a bit dazed before I got my bearings. 

'You know, we're not dating any more, so you should actually give me your key to my apartment back,' I said drowsily.

'I see, we're not going out but sex is still on the table.'

'Hey, you came on to me,' I said defensively.

'Oh, get over yourself Jason. I got you another interview.'

I sat up straight and put the folder in front of me not yet opening it.

'It's not another one of those "Days of Our Lives" retards is it? Ed actually rejected those articles and I actually had to sell them to some other shitty newspaper'

Crap, dodgy narrating by me. I should mention that after my interview with Kate Bosworth, Natalie got me a string of interviews with all these B- grade celebrities from mid- day TV shows.

'Yeah, sorry about those. And who the hell is Ed?'

'Oh, he's the new Editor at the Daily News. Back when I worked there, everyone made fun of him because he was 65 and only the assistant editor while the actual editor was only 40 years old.'

'Ed the editor?'

'Ed the editor.'

Natalie just shrugged and then pointed at the folder she had given me.

'You gonna open that?'

'Sure why not.'

I opened the folder half expecting another B- grade celebrity who thinks they're God's gift to Hollywood. But instead I was pleasantly surprised.

'Michelle Monaghan, know her?' Natalie asked.

'Know her? I just watched Mission Impossible III last night.'

'Yep, she's quickly becoming famous.'

'Natalie, you really came through. Do you know personally?'

'Met her a few times. She's really nice and single I might add so here's another chance for you.'

I paused for a moment trying to think what she meant by that before finally concluding, she knew what happened with me and Kate Bosworth.

'Kate told you didn't she?'

'I told you, me and Kate are friends. She even worse at lying then you.'

'You angry?'

'More surprised then anything. I mean you came over to my place, fucked me and then went to Kate Bosworth's and worked your charm and fucked her as well.'

'Well I wouldn't say it was my charm that did it.'

'What do you mean?'

The cat's out of the bag I thought. 

'Well she took some pills with alcohol and as a result, she wasn't exactly, how should I say, herself.'

Natalie looked shocked and as if she was ready to grab my pen and stab me with it.

'You drugged her?!'

'I didn't drug her. But she came on to me.'

'You should have resisted.'

'She said she'd shouted rape,' I said defensively.

'Ever considered that when she was lucid she would retract the statement?'

'But then her reputation would be fucked up.'

'What ever helps you sleep at night Jason. Anyway, I gotta run, things to do, people to see.'

She stood up to walk away and I immediately ran after her wrapping an arm around her waist. She lowered her head and gave a tired laugh. I whispered into her ear.

'We're talking about me and Kate doing it, but we've barely talked about me and you.'

'I thought we were over.'

'Well we kinda had sex.'

'And your hand is quite suggestively moving closer and closer into my pants.'

'You're not stopping me.'

I slid my hand into her jeans and wrapped my thumb around the elastic of her panties. 

'I could very easily just walk out the room leaving you with nothing but an erection.'

I smiled and ran my hands over the front of her panties feeling the heat from inside and the slight mound of her pubic hair. 

'Then why don't you, the door's right there. You said it yourself, we're not dating.'

I slowly felt her panties moisten and I looked over her shoulder and down at my hand inside of her pants.

'It's getting wet down there Nat,' I whispered.

She chuckled and grabbed my hand and pulled it out of her pants. 

'I'm outta here.' 

'That's restraint. I applaud you Natalie.'

She continued to laugh as she walked out the door.

Natalie said to call Michelle Monaghan as she hadn't set me a time yet and only told Michelle that I wanted an interview. So I called her up, we talked for a bit and arrange a time. We decided that I'd interview her in 2 days at the set to her new film, "The Heartbreak Kid". Strangely enough on the same day I received a call from the Daily News asking me if I was now giving my articles to another newspaper. I saw this as an opportunity and said yes, so that forced them to say they would pay me more per article. It's funny how they wanted to keep me on the payroll despite me advertising as a freelance writer. I seriously have to stop with this freelance writer shit. But then again I'd actually have to stick to deadlines and try to keep the job, too much work I thought. 

Ok, back to the interview, when the day came I rolled up at the meeting place and got lost around the set for almost 20 minutes. The planning for this place was terrible, it seemed all of the sets for the movie had were crammed into this small warehouse. I had wandered into the wrong movie set at one point and then I wandered back to "The Heartbreak Kid" set. I was standing in the middle of a garden complete with a pool where most of the cast and crew were setting up. I approached the most trust worthy looking guy and asked.

'Excuse me, do you know where I can find Michelle Monaghan.'

'No, who are you?'

'I'm here to interview her.'

'Yeah, she'll love that,' he muttered before shouting over my shoulder.

'Ben, help this guy out!'

I looked around and to my surprise Ben Stiller walked towards me.

'How can I help you...'

'Name's Jason, I have and interview with Michelle Monaghan but I've been wandering around aimlessly for the awhile,' I stammered, still incredibly star struck. 

'She'll probably be in makeup.'

'I already checked there.'

'Then she'll be in her trailer. I'll take you there'

I was incredibly exited and for a moment contemplated asking him for an interview. He was nice guy but I was still terrified. 

'Any plans on making another Meet the Parents film?' I asked nervously.

'First of all, relax. And yes another Meet the Parents film is in the pipelines.'

'What are you gonna call it.'

'Well not me but the writers plan of calling it "Little Fockers"'

I burst out laughing as we continued walking over to a long line of trailers beside the building. 

'Just keep it on the QT man, I don't think I was suppose to tell you that.'

'I liked "Dodge Ball"'

God dammit, I seem like a complete retard at the moment. But then again it was Ben Stiller but I'm not supposed to be acting like this, I interview celebrities for a living.

'Yeah, I'm happy with the way Dodge Ball turned out. And here we are, Michelle Monaghan's trailer. Just go right in, she's probably just memorising lines.'

'Cool thanks. Nice meeting you Mr Stiller.'

'If we meet again, call me Ben.'

He walked away and I stood there extremely happy. I don't care if I fuck this interview up hard- core, I just met Ben Stiller. However the moment I opened the trailer door and saw Michelle Monaghan standing there in only a bikini covered by a bathrobe, I was hoping for a repeat of the Kate Bosworth incident. 

'Whoa! Blame Ben Stiller, I wanted to knock first but he told me to go in,' I said rather quickly.

Michelle just laughed before dragging me by the arm inside. 

'Natalie said you were funny in a clueless kind of way. Relax, the next scene we're filming requires me to be wearing this.'

I looked around the rather big trailer. There was everything TV, bed, couch, food, beer, all those stereotypes about celebrity trailers are true. 

'Natalie said that.'

'Among other things. Sit down; make yourself comfortable, you want anything.'

'A trailer just like this will do fine but if you don't have that than beer will do.' 

Michelle chuckled to herself before tossing a beer my way and getting herself another one. We both sat down on the couch next to each other. Actually, she sat down so close to me that I could feel the warmth of her body. And the fact she only had a robe and bikini on didn't help my natural urges. 

'You know before we start, I just wanna say I use to be a fan of your articles back when you were just an opinion columnist,' she said.

'Thanks, but don't be expecting any more of those articles,' I said.

'It's nice that Natalie has helped you back into the journalism scene.'

I looked up from my papers. 'I wasn't aware that anyone knew of our arrangement.'

'What, that she helps you get your interviews. She didn't say but from the way she asked me on the phone and the fact that you managed to get that interview with Kate Bosworth, I guessed. Loved that article by the way, the whole humanising the movie star and making her seem like just your average girl next door was great.'

'Thankyou. Anyway the about the whole Natalie helping me thing, she kinda loss me my job so she owed me for it. To be perfectly honest, I only expected her to give me the numbers of a few people but instead she seems to be helping me full time now. But enough small talk, lets get the interview started.'

I conducted the interview very professionally which was hard considering how many times she shifted excitedly in her place and each time I could swear she moved closer. We were hitting on each other, her more so than me I should add. It was as if she wanted sex just as much as I did. She made a habit of seductively sweeping her hair back and running her fingers down the length of her robe and she had an infectious laugh. By the time we were finished, I just sat there, inches from her mesmerised by her beauty. She clearly noticed.

'You ok,' she asked.

'Just star struck.'

'Still? Get over it; I'm not that big a deal.'

'Believe it or not, you are.'

'God, I hope you're not this nervous around Natalie.'

'I was at first but not anymore.'

'She's a nice girl. You two would've made a nice couple, very alike in personality and humour.'

'I think that was the problem,' I said finishing off my beer.

'Yeah, well Natalie still spoke highly of you even if she did insult you several times.'

'What kind of stuff did she say?' I asked curiously.

'You know stuff. But she did several times press home the fact that you guys weren't going out for some reason. She always kept coming back to that point.'

'What about you, are you dating?'

'Is this part of the interview?' she asked with a wry smile.

'Nope,' I said stuffing all my papers into my bag.

'I'm single and loving it. And I love a good flirt.'

'And do you ever take it to the next level?' I said leaning in closer.

'Sometimes, if the person is charming enough,' she said quietly shifting to face me.

'How charming?'

'Oh, I'd say charming enough to win me over in only about 20 minutes.'

I looked at my watch. 'Ah, what a shame, I met you 18 minutes ago, what a pity,' I said standing up.

She grabbed me by the collar and dragged me back down onto the couch.

'You're a much bigger flirt than me. Do you make a habit of befriending actresses like this?'

I was going to tell her about the whole thing with Kate Bosworth but thought better of it. Shame, I have a really good story but can't tell anyone. She moved closer once more so than her foot was brushing against my leg and her robe opened slightly. I moved uncomfortably trying to look away. 

'Relax Jason, pretty soon the whole cast and crew will see me like this and in a few months, millions around the world would have. I'm just giving you an advance screening.'

I lifted part of her robe a tiny bit revealing her wonderful body. 

'I think the masses are going to like it. I should also mention I've seen "Kiss Kiss Bang Bang" so I've actually already seen you naked.'

Michelle laughed out loud giggling hysterically as she started to lean on me. I wanted her so badly right now. I knew for a fact that my attraction was mostly physical but fuck it. She lifted her head looking up at me while still partly hunched over my lap.

'And, what'd you think?'

'You looked great, pity we didn't get any up close shots though.'

She sat up straight and put both of her hands on my chest.

'Can we just cut the foreplay please?'

'Fine by me,' I shrugged.

'Cool.'

And with that, she pushed me back down onto the couch and threw aside her robe. She bent down and we started kissing. She held nothing back as well and immediately slid her tongue into my mouth. I reached behind her back and tried to take off her bikini bra with little success. She broke off the kiss and said.

'How you coping back there.'

'I never could unhook these things.'

'They're child proof.'

'Funny.'

She sat up again and unhooked her bra and let it drop to the ground. Her wonderful breast bounced free and I laid eyes upon them for the first time in real life. I unbuckled my jeans and slid them down to my ankles which was quite hard considering I was lying down with Michelle Monaghan sitting on top of me while my eyes were fixated on her breast. She lifted my shirt up and pulled it above my head and as she did so, she leaned forward and her breast dangled down from her chest and gently brushed against my face. I skilfully managed to catch her right nipple in my mouth and gently started to suck on it. Michelle propped herself on her elbows as she started to lie down on top of me with her chest in my face. Our bodies made contact and I felt the warm of her skin touch mine. I continued to suckle on her breasts moving from one to the other. As I did so she exhaled softly and at times moaned in pleasure. With one hand I slid her panties down and as I did so I ran my hand over the curves of her ass. I lowered my hand and ran my fingers up the length of her pussy eliciting a sharp gasp. 

'Now here's something we didn't get to see in "Kiss Kiss Bang Bang"'

She giggled and I pulled her down the length of the couch so that our faces met. 

'You move fast don't you?' I asked.

'Why move slow?'

'I absolutely agree.'

I felt I tiny drop of liquid touch my stomach and I looked down to see that her vagina was already brewing with her juices. She sat back up and kneeled over my penis. And I said.

'So, is the sex also going to be quick?'

She just gave me a smile and lowered her vagina onto my shaft. She shut her eyes and moaned softly as she slid further and further down until my penis was completely in her. She sat there for several moment not moving before lifting herself back up. I relished the feel of her vaginal walls as they held onto my penis tightly and her juices started to trickle out freely making her thrusts, glide all the more smooth. She was beginning to ride me bobbing up and down rhythmically. Her eyes were still shut and her breasts were beginning to bounce up and down. I reached up and I grabbed her breasts and cupped them in my hand holding them in place. Michelle let out soft squeals of pleasure and groans as my penis continued to stab into her. Each time she lowered herself onto me, I felt her already tight cunt, tighten even more, this was unbearable and each time brought me closer and closer to blowing my load inside of her. I teased her nipples slowly pinching them and generally massaging her breast. I bent over and supported herself on her elbows and continued pushing down onto my penis. Her hair was flaying wildly in my face and I felt her breast lightly brush against my chest. She was moving quickly now and breathing heavily. I grabbed her head between my hands, looking at her. She still had her eyes squeeze shut but as I felt myself climax and the semen pump into her, her face seemed almost tranquil however she also almost crushed me with her thighs. I decided I would give her the release she wanted so badly and so I took over. I lifted her and laid her down on the other side of the couch and for only a moment I felt my penis come out of her soaked vagina. This time I lay on top of her and thrusted in quickly. She let out a muffled squeal as she buried her face in my chest. I was about to started thrusting into her continuously when we both heard a knock at the door and we both froze. We lay still not daring to move as we listened to what the guy at the door said.

'Ms Monaghan, they're ready now, sorry about the wait.'

Michelle tried to sit up and shouted back.

'Be out in five minutes.'

'Sorry, ma'am, director was insistent. Says we've wasted a lot of time so far.'

'Fine, just let me get my stuff on.'

We heard him leave and Michelle looked at me disappointedly and just lay under me perfectly still.

'Did you...you know?' I asked.

'No. Work beckons.'

'Does it usually cost you an orgasm.'

She laughed slightly. 'Not usually.'

'Then this time shouldn't be any different.'

'You heard the man, can't waste any more-'

Before she finished her sentence, I quickly thrusted back into her eliciting and somewhat loud gasp. I fucked her so hard and fast that I wondered if the trailer was rocking back and forth. Within only about 20 seconds I felt her body stiffen and she started clutching at what ever she could as she was in the throes of a toe- tingling orgasm. I got off of her even before she finished the orgasm subsided. She was still while still stroking her vagina as she slowly returned to normal. I put my clothes back on and threw her bikini and robe towards her. Once she got dressed, if you can call wearing a bikini and bathrobe dressed, she went over to the mirror and brushed her hair and reapplied her makeup very quickly, in fact, she did it so quickly that she had finished before I had. We both hurriedly made our way to the door when I stopped her.

'You have a little something dripping down your thigh.'

Michelle looked down to see our juices drip slowly down her thighs. She wiped it away with her finger before giving it a quick lick. I raised an eyebrow at her and said.

'Taste good?'

'Let's just say you can "interview" me any time you want in the future.'

And with that, we made our way out and started walking towards the set. Along the way we saw met Ben Stiller. I wasn't as shy this time around; I was more busy thinking about the fact that I've had sex with Natalie Portman, Kate Bosworth AND Michelle Monaghan in quite a short period of time. 

'Hey you two, how was the interview?' asked Ben.

Michelle and I both replied at the same time and in the same suspicious and secretive tone.

'Good.'

Ben just looked at the two of us but didn't say much else although there was a slight smirk on his face. 

I stayed at the studio while they filmed several scenes. My eyes were mainly on Michelle the whole time, I was captivated by her. I still didn't know what the hell happened in the trailer between us. Did we just do it because we both just wanted sex so badly? Before the whole Kate Bosworth and Natalie Portman incidences, I hadn't gotten laid in awhile. I'm probably just desperate to make up for that time in which I was sex deprived. When Michelle's scenes had finished filming, it was almost 2 hours after we had had sex. She had just gotten out of make-up and was dress in just a red sweater and jeans. We walked to my car in the studio car park and talked.

'So, I've been thinking. Why the hell did we have sex?' she asked.

'I was hoping you could tell me.'

'Does it have to mean anything?'

'Nah, I think we just both needed it.'




Celebrity Liaison Ch. 02



She sighed with relief. 'It was exactly what I needed. I'm just glad you aren't expecting a relationship from that.'

I looked at my watch. 'It's getting late, I better go.'

'Yeah, me too.'

She stood up and shook my hand.

'Goodbye Jason, and thanks for everything. Especially the, "you know what."'

'Bye Michelle. Remember, job second, orgasm first.'

She laughed hysterically and started walking. I opened the door to the back seat and started throwing my stuff in and then suddenly I was pushed roughly inside. When I looked up, I was surprised to see Michelle Monaghan lying on top of me and closing the door. She said.

'For the record, this doesn't have to mean anything as well.'

'Of course,' I said, still trying to get over the surprise.

And with that, I roughly shoved my hand up and shirt and started groping for her smooth, supple breasts. And we had sex once more in the back of my car. It's a miracle no-one saw us. And for the record, the sex was great.



Celebrity Liaison Ch. 03



I'm Jason Connors, I use to just be the average writer down at the Daily News, but ever since my very public relationship with Natalie Portman, I had been turned into a full time celebrity interviewer. Well, actually, in truth I was briefly fired but when Natalie offered to give me the names of several hot shot celebrities, I was back in the game, this time I'm a celebrity interviewer.

Well, things have been going well for the past 7 months or so. After a rather odd start to my new career path, things have settled down. Oh, and by odd I mean having sex with the people I'm interviewing, but that was only a 2 time thing. Once with Kate Bosworth and the other time with Michelle Monaghan. It's been 3 or so months since I had an interview with Mariska Hargitay from Law & Order SVU (I didn't screw her by the way, I was very professional), after we had finished; she had offered to get me some interviews with other celebs in TV. So for the weeks after that I started interviewing a lot of her co- workers from Law & Order SVU. Once again I would like to say that Mariska Hargitay and I are strictly friends, we don't even flirt. Anyway, in the end I ended up interviewing so many people I didn't have to do much for about 2 or so months, just crappy filler articles. And not to mention when I told the Daily News editor I was considering giving my business to another paper, they offered to pay me even more. This was the second time I had managed to squeeze more money out of them. 

However once I did sell a rather good article to another paper, the Daily News shit their pants and so they were forced to hire me permanently once more. The last time I was employed here, the boss got pissed off that I never handed in my articles in time and when I did they were usually pretty scrappily done. Anyway, SVU didn't have an infinite cast so eventually I had to start interviewing again. Natalie Portman, my usual informant and ex- girlfriend was out of town shooting some new movie so I couldn't get any anything from her. Oh, and FYI, the whole thing with Natalie has also cooled down, now it's just general flirting although we did have sex again 3 times after the Michelle Monaghan interview. This was bad, I'm on the payroll again and I have no pending interviews and Natalie Portman was out of town. I'm actually surprised that Natalie still helped me out finding interviews, I mean sure she felt guilty about me losing my job in the first place but I thought once she got me started then she would back off. Maybe she's continuing to help because there's a slim chance we might get back together or maybe there might be another chance of us having random sex. 

Anyway, back to my no interview problem, I didn't want to call Mariska Hargitay as she'd helped me out enough, Kate Bosworth, the first person I had screwed on the job, was filming a movie and Michelle Monaghan I haven't even spoke to since our encounter. I was looking in the TV guide and after a while this article caught my eye. The cast of the new drama movie Rendition was in town to promote the movie. This could work out very well for me I thought. According to the article, 2 main cast members, Jake Gyllenhaal and Reese Witherspoon were in town to do an interview on Letterman. I knew New York like the back of my hand, and if I recall, when Natalie and I were going out, she mentioned that nearly all interstate guests who went on Letterman stayed at the Hilton Hotel downtown. I picked up the phone and dialled the number for the Hilton. Let's see if I can get myself an interview with the cast of Rendition. 

After a lot of discussion with the actor's managers, I managed to get an interview with the two cast members. The plan was I would interview Jake Gyllenhaal before the Letterman taping and Reese Witherspoon after. The taping took place in the afternoon so I had to get to the Hilton Hotel in a couple of hours. I was actually kinda surprised that I was allowed to interview them due to such short notice but I think because a press conference was cancelled, they needed to make up the publicity. Talk about luck I thought. Only 20 minutes ago I was completely stuff and all of a sudden I have a 2 part article. 

First interview with Jake Gyllenhaal was pretty good considering I only hade 2 hours to write up some questions. The guy was pretty friendly and I got some free beer on his tab so it all worked out well. After the interview I stayed in the hotel bar and started typing the interview out my laptop. I was there for a good 3 hours before the actors returned to the hotel. In that time I had wrote a draft for the first part of the article, prepared the Reese Witherspoon interview, watched some cable TV and drank a lot of alcohol. But strangely I was still sober, or so I thought. Jake came down to say hi before heading up to his room. After about 5 minutes Reese Witherspoon arrived and we sat down in the booth.

'Been here long?' she asked in that sweet southern accent of hers.

'Nah, only just arrived,' I lied. 'So do you wanna do the interview here or you wanna head up to your room?'

'Down here is fine, I need to get some alcohol in me anyway.'

'I know that feeling, how was Letterman?'

'Great, it was good fun.'

'Crap, I should really introduce myself,' I extended a hand and she shook it. 'Jason Connors, writer for the Daily News.'

'I'm guessing you already know my name.'

I was trying to act professional but she wore this really sexy black dress and I couldn't help but stare at her cleavage. Luckily I don't think she noticed. And so the interview began. I asked simple questions about the new movie, fame, Oscars, her future, family, friends and all that crap. I was unaware at how sarcastic I was slowly becoming. It was the alcohol.

'And so how are you coping now with your divorce now?'

'Well I'm fine but I'm just mainly worried about the kids.'

'Ah don't worry, I can't imagine that guy being much of a dad.'

Yeah, believe it, I said that and many other things. 

'Getting much more publicity after Walk the Line?'

'Yeah, the offers are just rolling in. And I think that now people are offering me much more mature roles which is just great.'

'Get anything with a decent sex scene in it?'

She was obvious surprised by the question but answered it none the less.

'Not really, I don't usually go for the sex oriented scripts.'

By the time we were finished about 20 minutes later I think we were both just aching to get some rest and she was just aching to get rid of me. As I stood up and stumbled around for a moment and she obviously noticed it. I hadn't realised that in the past few hours I really started to get drunk. But it was supposedly noticeable as I realised I had probably been slurring my words and losing focus these past few minutes. Reese now realised why I was so blunt and so rude. I was drunk.

'You are so drunk.'

'I wish. One more beer should do it.'

'How long were you really waiting here before I arrived?'

'Not long, 15 minutes...ok 30... ok 1 hour.'

She laughed and gave me that big smile of hers. 'And I take it you were drinking most of that time.'

'Yeah well, your friend Mr Gyllenhaal offered to buy me drinks so how could I resist.'

'Wait, you interviewed Jake before we went to Letterman. How long have you been here.'

'3 hours.'

She chuckled again. 'You drive here?'

'Yep.'

'Well you ain't driving back like this. You can stay in my hotel room until you sober up.'

'Sweet, thanks.'

'But no funny business, I'm single but I'm far from a swinger.'

I tried to grab my laptop but in the process almost dropped it so Reese took all my stuff up for me. I don't think I'm technically drunk, just sort of disoriented and clumsy. However I think I did pass out once I got into her room. 

When I woke up, it was 1 o'clock at night and I was lying on a very comfortable couch. I stood up and took a drink of water from the fridge before I realised this wasn't my apartment. 

'You're up,' said a voice I recognised as Reese Witherspoon's.

She was standing in the doorway of her room, noticeably tired and I could tell I just woke her up.

'Ok, the last few hours is kinda a blur, fill me in.'

'Well you became drunk during the course of our interview so I brought you up here to sober up.'

'I wasn't that drunk was I?'

'At first to be honest I thought you were just an asshole but then I realised you were drinking your brains out. Coffee is a better way of staying awake.'

'I'll keep that in mind for next time. I'd just like to say I'm sorry for acting like a jerk, getting drunk, being such a bother and trying to stare down your dress.'

She gave me a tired laugh. 'You know honesty is the best policy not always.'

'Tell that to Natalie,' I said.

'Natalie?'

'Portman, we're kinda in, well, I don't know what we're in at the moment.'

Reese's eyes lit up. 'Wait, I remember you now, I saw you at a premiere of Natalie's film Closer. We didn't meet but I saw you when the director pointed the two of you out me. I thought you two had broken up.'

'We are. I thought you didn't know Natalie, she never said anything.'

'Not well but I talked to her a tiny bit here and there at certain events. So you're broken up, that's too bad.'

'Yeah, I guess we're just another pair of single people in New York.'

I paused for a moment as I looked over my papers and read some of the crap I had written.

'Damn, was I really that obnoxious?'

'Yes, I didn't like you at first but then that turned to amusement. I was confused because Jake said you were really nice.'

'Well it's really late and I gotta go. Thanks for everything; I'd probably have slammed my car into a traffic light or something if you hadn't brought me up here.'

We said our goodbyes and I left.

The next morning I was trying to salvage what I could from the interview. I was back in the Daily News office building and the boss was once more pressuring me to hand in an article. I looked at all my papers from last night. Sure the Jake Gyllenhaal interview was my normal work but the one with Reese Witherspoon was a mess. At about 3 o'clock I was very surprised to find that she had called me.

'Hello.'

'Hi, Jason, it's Reese Witherspoon, you left your wallet here last night so you might wanna pick it up soon because I'm leaving to go for the airport at 6.'

'Ok, seeya in 1 hour?'

'One hour is fine.'

As I walked into the hotel, I didn't even glance at the bar and made my way up to her room. I had tried my best to look presentable because I wanted to prove that I wasn't a complete drunk after all. When I stepped out of the elevator on her level I saw a man pounding at her door and heard quite a bit of shouting. I was surprised to see no one else was there. I ran over to the guy and immediately caught the smell of whiskey in his breath. He was dressed in a crappy dirty jacket and had long messed up, greasy hair.

'Hey buddy, what the hells going on.' 

The drunk turned to me and grabbed my collar. 

'That's Reese Witherspoon in there, I just wanna say hi but she's being a fucking bitch at the moment.'

'Jason, is that you?' I heard Reese shout from inside.

'Yeah,' I replied as the drunk continued to slam his fist against the door. 'Call hotel security!'

I drunk turned to look at me. 'Security, I'm not doing anything.'

I thought about my options for a moment and then replied. 'No, it's for her, get security up here so they can get her out of the damn room.'

'Hey! I like your thinking mate,' he said patting me on the back.

At the moment I just felt like punching the guy in the face but I resisted the urge. Hotel security came up surprisingly quick and the drunk immediately shouted to them.

'Thank god you're here, can you get Miss Witherspoon out of her room.'

The security guards just looked at each other and then at me and I said.

'Take him away boys.'

'Hey, what's going on dude? I just wanna say hi, but-' he stammered as the guards dragged him away.

Even when the elevator doors closed I could still hear him shouting. Slowly the door to Reese's room opened and she stood there looking around the hall way.

'Hey, I wasn't that bad when I was drunk was I?'

She smiled, 'No, you were just funny.'

'I'll take that as a compliment.'

'Although at first I was ready to stab you with a fork.'

'And what did I do to deserve that?'

'Well you asked me if I was going to be in any decent sex scenes.'

I laughed. 'I would've asked you that even if I wasn't drunk.'

She laughed and slapped me playfully on the arm. Before reaching over to the counter and handing me my wallet.

'Ah, there it is.'

'I pretended to check inside to see if all the money was there.'

She gave me a bemused look. 'I get 20 million per movie, which means I don't exactly steal $45 from journalist' wallets.'

'Yeah well, even if you ruled the world I'd still check.'

She laughed again. 'It took you awhile to get here.'

'Yeah, I was pulled over because of a broken tail light and I didn't exactly have my wallet handy. Luckily I have my contacts.' 

'Ok then.'

'So where is everyone else?'

'Oh, I'm alone in this hotel. The rest of the crew have just disbanded. Some went to the airport already; others are visiting family in Queens, stuff like that.'

We were both quiet for a second and I realised that we were flirting with each other. Or I was anyway.

'Listen, my flight doesn't leave for another 2 hours so you wanna grab a drink or something?'

'Drink? After last night, no. Although I'm up for coffee.'

She chuckled again. 'Coffee will be great.'

She checked out of the hotel and we left in my car. I was very surprised at the amount of luggage she had and I barely managed to fit it all in the trunk. I wonder if this means I'm driving her to the airport. Anyway, we had a nice cup of coffee and I found myself disappointed she was leaving. She turned out to be really nice and she even likes my tiny little quirks and sarcasm that some girls hate. And I think she really likes me as well because many times she asked if I was going out with anyone or if my thing with Natalie Portman was over. Eventually we just sat there and I asked.

'When do you need to be at the airport?'

'Plane doesn't leave for awhile but I probably need to get going in around 1 hour.'

I was upset by that and she noticed it. She leaned in and whispered in my ear.

'You know, I'm sure that the hotel concierge won't mind if I stayed in my room a bit longer even though I did already check out.'

'And what will we do there.'

She looked around and said. 'I'll think of something.' 

We walked out into the side alley of the coffee shop where I had parked my car. We were about to get in when we heard a familiar voice talking to us.

'So, you aren't my buddy. You just wanted Miss Witherspoon to yourself you greedy fuck!' said the drunk as he stepped out from behind the dumpster. 

Reese instinctively back away towards the adjacent wall. 

'Hey man, calm down.'

'Fuck you. I just wanted to be friends with her but you like some greedy prick wanted her all to yourself.'

He suddenly punched me in the face. I was caught off guard and fell back into the car. I heard Reese shout for him to stop and then heard her screaming as sounds of a struggle started. I stood up still a bit shaky and looked at the drunk and Reese. He was clawing at her clothes and had her pinned against the wall. She tried to push him away with little luck. I charged at him and pulled him off of her and swung him around into my car. He fell back with a thud but was seemingly unhurt. I should really keep my body in better shape I thought. The drunk (I really am getting sick of calling him that) charged at me again but this time I ducked under one punch but was hit as his other hand came crashing in under my jaw. This time I fell back, more disorientated than before and struggled to get up. 

'Jason!' I heard Reese shout.

'Just run!' I shouted back.

I lay there unable to get up and looked as he grabbed Reese from behind and pushed her up against the car. I watched sickened as he tried to pull down on her jeans and planted his face in her chest. I still tried to get up but the pain was overwhelming. Reese was near tears now as he undid her jeans and was pulling apart her blouse. I got up one more time but I had barely gone anywhere when the drunk turned around and punched me in the gut. I was down for good this time and watched as Reese struggled to get him off. Reese was lying flat on the bonnet of the car now and the drunk continued to take off her pants but Reese persisted. I got really pissed off when I saw him slap her in the face and pulled her jeans down to her ankles. He had her blouse open now and was trying to take off her bra. But now Reese was had lost control and was kicking and screaming furiously. Frustrated, the drunk slapped her again in the face but this time flipped her around face down on the bonnet and pinned her arms above her head with one had and with the other he started to take off her panties. I was pissed off. If I hadn't parked my car out back this wouldn't have happened. And the people in the coffee shop wouldn't be able to hear because of the noise from the kitchen. Shit, I don't wanna be the guy who got Reese Witherspoon raped. I continued to try and get up but I was too weak. He was taking off his pants now and had Reese leaning over the bonnet with her ass pointed right at him. He whispered something into her ear and was about the rape her when I heard the back door of the café open and the owner came out shouting while brandishing a rather large kitchen knife. The drunk tried to attack him but the guy was big and immediately knocked him unconscious with one hit. 

'Everyone ok?' he asked once the drunk was on the ground.

'Not really, call the cops, ask for a sergeant Gordon to come down here personally' I replied weakly. The owner dragged the drunk inside and called the police immediately

I crawl over to Reese as she tried to pull herself together. I sat her up and leaned her against the car.

'You ok?'

'Yeah, you?' she said gently touching my bruised face.

'I've been better.'

She pulled her panties up and put her jeans back on and started to button up her blouse when I said.

'Listen, that cop I told the owner to call is a friend of mine, he'll handle this nice and discreetly. You should get back to the hotel room; I'll meet you there soon.'

And so my friend, Sergeant Gordon came. We obviously wanted to keep Reese out of the paper work so Gordon decide to just charge the guy on assaulting me and causing unruly behaviour in both the hotel and the coffee shop. I thanked the owner of the coffee shop, Bill, and he promised to keep quiet about the whole incident. So all in all the incident was kept on the off the record and on the QT. When I finally got back to the hotel room, I found Reese sitting on the couch quietly. She was somewhat startled when I came in.

She smiled uncomfortably. 'I think I'll miss my flight.'

'It's all been handled.'

I watched her for a moment as she stared into nothingness. 

'Look, I want to apologise.'

'Why?' she said suddenly turning her attention to me.

'I should've done more and-'

She cut me off and put her finger to the lips. 'You did what you could. If you weren't there it probably would've been much worse. So thankyou.'

We sat there in silence for almost 2 minutes when se leaned across and kissed me on the lips. I was caught by surprised and barely managed to process what had happened when she kissed me again. I was stunned and she just laughed naturally for the first time since the incident. 

'I really needed that.'

I smiled. 'Let me try.'

I kissed her and she laughed again. We looked at each other before we suddenly lunged at each other and passionately kissed. I slipped an arm around her waist as I lowered her down onto the couch. I paused for a moment and looked at her.




Celebrity Liaison Ch. 03



'You sure?' I asked.

'Yeah.'

She reached down and slipped off her jeans. And got off the couch and started stripping. When I was naked I climbed back onto of her. I looked deep into her eyes as my body came into contact with hers. Her skin was slightly cold and she was shivering slightly.

'Cold?'

She just nodded. I lowered my mouth onto her erect nipples causing her body to shudder all over. I continued to suckle on her nipple until is her nice and supple again before moving to her other one. Slowly I lined up my penis and gradually slipped into her. She let out a soft moan and started biting into my shoulder. Her muffled cries and our heavy breathing was the only sound in the room. Her vagina was tight and every time I pushed further in, the walls of her vagina tightened even more. I buried my penis to the hilt before slowly pulling out and thrusting back in, this time at a faster pace. She continued to let of moans of pleasure as I grabbed her buttocks and pushed myself further and further into her. I got a rhythm started and slowly her tight hole was becoming more lubricated as her orgasm started to build up. I cupped her breast with one hand and with the other I started to explore her body. It was magnificent, her breast were nice and supple and a perfect size for her body. Her body was slender but not too thin. I loved the sensation as the goose- bumps of her skin slowly disappeared and her body became warmer and warmer. Her thighs were nice and slender but strong as I felt her wrap them around my waist. I was still thrusting into her continuously as I felt my own orgasm build up. 

With my hand on her breast I felt her heart rate quicken as she started to breathe more heavily. Sweat was now forming all over our bodies. With her pussy being well lubricated now, and I managed to glided into her much more easily. The feeling in my groin was unbearable now as I ejaculated into her, but I didn't want to deprive her of her release so I kept on thrusting into her. I looked down to see some of my semen slowly trickle out and I watched my penis glide continuously into her. Reese was quite silent during was lovemaking only making soft gasps and moans here and there. Eventually I felt her whole body tense up and her thighs tighten around me as she experienced her orgasm. I was continued kissing her but her jaw was slackened as she let out a slow moan of pleasure. Her thighs fell to her side as I felt her body returning back to normal. I kissed her several times as I lay there with her in my arms watching as our juices seeped out of her vagina and trickled over her thighs. Her pubic hair was drenched and her body hot and slippery from sweat. I reached down to her vagina lips and let my fingers explore her. She soon fell asleep but I stayed up for much of that night. And even though I had a massive urge to continue to fuck her, I just lay there and held her in my arms. 

The next morning I woke up to find her just finishing a conversation on the phone. She was in her bathrobe but hadn't bothered to close it so I still saw most of her body. I sat up and she walked over to me placing down the phone. She stood in front on me and I just hugged her but seeing as I was still sitting down, my face was buried in her groin. Her pubic hair teasing my face and the warmth from her vagina on my cheeks. 

'I have to go today? That was my agent; he booked me another flight this morning.'

'I have to go to work soon too.' 

We were both saddened and it showed. She knelt down and I looked into her face.

'Listen, once the promotional tour is over I'll have a lot of free time, maybe we can meet up again then. I don't want last night just to be a one night stand.'

'How long will that be?' 

'Maybe 2 month, more. I'll leave you my number, we can keep in touch.'

'Ok. I'll be counting down the days.'

I left the hotel that day both happy and sad. I didn't want to have to wait. I finally found someone who was not just a one night stand but I can't be with them for another couple of months. Well, that's the price for dating movie stars I guess. 



Celebrity Liaison Ch. 04



I'm Jason Connors, I use to just be the average writer down at the Daily News, but ever since my very public relationship with Natalie Portman, I had been turned into a full time celebrity interviewer. Well, actually, in truth I was briefly fired but when Natalie offered to give me the names of several hot shot celebrities, I was back in the game, this time I'm a celebrity interviewer.

*

Ok, so technically Natalie Portman and I are not a couple. But off the record, we have been flirting with each other frequently and have had casual sex several times in the past few months. It's funny, we argue quite a bit but keep meeting so that she can help me with my job. And this has led me to screw 2 other celebrities while on the job. Natalie has just come back from filming a movie in Europe. I had been waiting outside her house for several minutes when she got out the taxi with her bags. I rushed over to help her and she said.

'Hey you; didn't want to make the trip to the airport so you just decide to help me bring my bags 20 feet into the house.'

'Well you know how expensive petrol is nowadays.'

She gave a slight laugh and together we carried the bags into the house and placed them in her hall way.

'So Jason, did you manage not to get fired while I was away?'

'I managed to get an interview with Jake Gyllenhaal and Reese Witherspoon.'

'How the hell you manage that?'

'I'm just that charming,' I said.

I then caught a whiff of some meat and sniffed the air.

'You eat steak or something?'

'Shit, that's right. Some asshole dropped his steak onto my blouse while on the plane.'

Natalie unbuttoned her shirt and revealed to me her bra. And strangely enough I turned away and she clearly noticed it.

'What? You've seen me naked heaps of times and this is the first time you're turning away.'

'Yeah but it's usually during sex and after sex.'

'So we're only allowed to see each other nude if we're having sex?'

I didn't know what to say. She began to walk to her room and I followed which also made her turn around and look at me.

'Ok, now this is just inconsistent. You don't wanna look at me in my bra yet you're willing to follow me into my room and see me get undressed.'

'Hey this relationship is confusing ok; even God himself doesn't know what the hell is going on.'

'You know you can just ask me. You don't have to play around making subtle little remarks.'

'Excuse me?'

'If you want sex, just say so.'

'What?'

'You come over for seemingly no reason then we start talking about our "relationship". God, if you wanted to get laid so much I would've come back earlier.'

I just stared at her. And then she realised I had no idea.

'It wasn't you're intention was it?'

'No it wasn't. I just came over to say hi.'

'What ever.'

She walked into her room and threw her blouse into the corner and started to remove her bra. She let it drop onto the floor and started removing her skirt and then stood there completely naked and walked into the bathroom. I continued to stand there and then heard the shower starting. I stood there for a moment longer and decide on the normal course of action. Got into the bathroom, strip and join her in the shower.

She looked at me for a moment as the hot water flowed down on her body. 

'Like you said, we have to have sex to see each other nude.'

'Stupid rule, lets just get it over with and say we're fuck buddies.'

'Fuck buddies?'

She shrugged. 'It's a term I heard back in Harvard.'

She continued to stand there, the water streaming all the way down her body. I touched her face and slowly ran it down her wet slippery body. I stopped for a moment at her breast and squeezed her firm, supple breast. I wrapped an arm around her waist a put my mouth to her right nipple. Natalie let out a slight gasp and braced herself against the wall. I ran my tongue over her nipple continuously and at times bit down gently and sucked on it and each time Natalie gasped and tensed up. I stopped and looked at her for a moment before bending down and grabbed both her legs and lifted her off the ground. Natalie supported herself as I lined up my penis. Slowly I lowered her onto my penis and she let out a loud moan. I pulled her back before I started thrusting her ass cheeks into the wall, each time slipping further and further into her. Natalie began to let out loud cries of ecstasy and pleasure. I struggled to hold her, our bodies her both slippery but luckily for me Natalie was a small woman. Her skin was smooth all over and was very hot. Even though we were in the shower, I can tell Natalie's vagina was getting wet, and I don't mean from the water. I continued thrusting and she continued to moan and cry out in pleasure. Natalie was tense all over and arched her back and looked up to the ceiling. Her breast bounced rhythmically up and down. Unlike many girls I screwed, Natalie had a habit of going limp and just and lying there doing nothing as I fucked her and letting out soft cries. But I get the feeling she was not used to getting fucked this hard and as a result was extra loud and lively. And every time she climaxed it was the same. She would tense up, digged her nails into me and grip me extra tight and start gasping exhaustedly and eventually fall into bliss; hell the first time I fucked her she fell unconscious. This time was no different. And it was probably good that we were in the shower because she usually works up one hell of a sweat. When she climaxed this time she just fell into my arms as I hell her against the shower wall.

I turned off the water and carried her limp, dripping body onto her bed and grabbed a towel and started patting her dry. I wiped down her body and the whole time she didn't make a sound or move even when I started patting dry her vagina. She lay there perfectly still, eyes closed and absolutely limp even as I turned her onto her stomach and ran my hand from her foot, up her slender thighs, around the nice curve of her ass, massaged her back and sliding my hands between her breast and the bed searching blindly for her nipple. I flipped her onto her back again and stared again at her brilliant naked body. I cupped both of her breasts in my hand and traced my fingers from the base of her breast to her erect nipples. I squeezed her breast together but they just bounced back to their normal position. She was breathing calmly now, her breasts heaving on her chest. I felt her heart beat ripple across her chest. I looked at her for a moment and grabbed the towel and slipping it a tiny bit of the way through the lips of her vagina. As I did so, her hand immediately grabbed mine. I threw the towel to the side and laid several fingers at the entrance to her vagina. I teased her a little and then spread her legs out wide. Her body had quickly regained its warmth. And as I ran my hands over her thighs with her legs still spread out wide. She began playing with her nipples every once in awhile pinching and rubbing them. I could tell she wanted more. And so I placed my palm over her vagina, feeling the wetness of her body soaking into the bottom of my hand. I began to rub my hand up and down over the tight lips, causing Natalie to moan again as I started to arouse her even more. I gently pulled one of her lips to the side giving me a peek inside. Slowly I felt her juices beginning to cover the tips of my finger. I covered my index finger in her juices and smeared it over her the lips of her mouth. Natalie still had her eyes closed and only twitch her and there. When she felt the wetness on her lips, she instinctively slid her tongue out and licked it clean. Her brow furrowed as she tasted her own juices. I lowered my hand and slowly slid my fingers into her pussy and Natalie, as I predicted let out a sharp groan. I quickly held my other hand over her mouth and watched in awe and every time I thrusted my fingers into her, she convulsed and arched her back like a woman possessed. Her muffled groans of pleasure were growing loud as my fingers became better lubricated and another orgasm built up inside of her. I leaned forward and once again sucked on her nipple. Her breast rubbed across my face as she moved uncontrollably. Her moans grew louder but I still covered her mouth. I could feel her tongue slide between her lips softly coming into contact with my palm. I writhed in pleasure; her thighs were crushing my hand and her breast bouncing up and down hypnotically until finally she came. Her body stiffened for several moments and she screamed, actually screamed into my hand before once again relaxing. I watched as she fell asleep. I lowered my face to look at her groin as our juices oozed out of her slit and dripped onto the bed. I laid there for a moment before I gathered her naked body up in my arms and slept.

It was morning when we woke up. Natalie was still curled up in my arms. Sometime during the night my hand managed to find her left breast. I gently squeeze and rubbed. Natalie didn't seem to mind very much. Her breast were a perfect size for her body, they weren't massive but were suited her perfectly. Her nipples were very erect but after I got them between my fingers they were nice and supple again. They were nice and firm. And while I'm talking about Natalie Portman's breast, I noticed that strangely, Natalie was caught in public many times with her nipples poking through her shirt. Just thought I might put it in there. I never quizzed her about her lack of a bra because how the hell are you supposed to bring that up in conversation. She started to stir beside me.

'Morning,' she said dreamily.

'So, um, where do we stand?' I said immediately.

She began to sit up not bothering to cover up herself.

'Well, we just had sex, again. And we are still not in a proper relationship despite the fact that you're groping at my left breast and we plan on probably having sex again sometime.'

'So, relationship is out of the question?'

'I didn't say that, but after how our last one ended up, pissed off and you fired, I didn't realise you want to start another one,' she paused. 'Do you?

I shrugged baffled about whether or not I wanted a relationship or just casual sex.

'Well?' she asked.

'What do you want?'

'Don't care, it's up to you, after all, you got the worse out of the last relationship.'

'I'm willing to try if you're willing.'

'So is that a yes. You want a serious relationship?'

'Sure why not,' I said casually.

'Ok. We're a couple,' she said seemingly disinterested.

'Ok.'

'Ok.'

We were both quiet for a moment before she said.

'I'm taking a shower, you start breakfast,' she said climbing out of bed.

I smiled. 'If we weren't a couple I'd be in the shower with you huh?'

'It's more than just a status Jason, there's responsibility too. I want pancakes.'

'We're a couple.' I muttered to myself. 'No more wild sex for no reason.'

'What was that?'

'Nothing.'

I got out of bed and made my way to her kitchen and grabbed the bottle of pancake mix. All of a sudden, casual sex seemed much better than a relationship.



Celebrity Liaison Ch. 05



I'm Jason Connors, I use to just be the average writer down at the Daily News, but ever since my very public relationship with Natalie Portman, I had been turned into a full time celebrity interviewer. Well, actually, in truth I was briefly fired but when Natalie offered to give me the names of several hot shot celebrity managers, I was back in the game, this time I'm a celebrity interviewer.



Sitting back in my office at the Daily News has been awkward. After all, a while back I was fired and pissed off the previous editor because I chose Natalie Portman over the job, which by the way I never did very efficiently. Anyway I'm back working for the paper fulltime, no more of that freelance shit. The new editor, Ed, was pleasantly happy with my article on Reese Witherspoon and Jake Gyllenhaal. Oh yeah, and I'm back in a relationship, actually a real relationship, with Natalie Portman again. You may not have known but when I told you dear reader, about my night with Natalie, that that was only about 3 weeks after the whole Reese Witherspoon incident. So I haven't been working back here for long.

I looked up to see several people watching excitedly as someone came out of the elevator. It was Natalie, I watched as she walked through the maze of cubicles to my office. When we first dated, Natalie coming in here was a massive deal. Now people were more pleasantly surprised then anything. But there were a few who were still jumping with joy at the sight of her. Natalie just smiled as she stepped into my office. 

'Honestly Jason, tell your friends to curb their enthusiasm.'

'I told them before hand that you weren't very special and that no one should care when you come,' I said disinterested.

'Easy on the sarcasm. Remember, we're in a relationship now.'

'What brings you here Nat?'

'Well seeing as you have your job at the Daily News back. I was wondering if my services are needed anymore.'

'What are you kidding? I'm back at work here but I'm lead writer of the entertainment section. I'm not heading back to the opinion columns anytime soon. Really nothing much else is different as I basically gave 90% of those interviews to this newspaper anyway. Only now they've given me an office and expect regular articles. So any interviews you can set up would be greatly appreciated.'

'Well, I don't have an interview for you but I do have this.'

Natalie threw a card at me. I caught it easily and flipped it over.

'A membership for Long Island Health & Relaxation Resort? Why the fuck would I want this?'

'You want that because the Resort is a place where many celebrities spend time and relax. Figured you can try getting your own interviews.'

'I can't do that.'

'You got that interview with Reese Witherspoon and Jake Gyllenhaal. Even I couldn't have gotten you that one.'

'Yeah but this is a Resort. The celebs go there because they are stressed. And why are they stressed? Because of reporters like me begging them for interviews 24/7.'

'Don't worry, it'll be easier than you think,' Natalie said before heading for the door. 

'Where are you going?'

'Meeting my dad for lunch, which reminds me. Are we still up for dinner?'

'Yeah. Meet you there at 6.'

'Ok, seeya.'

So even though Natalie gave me the membership to the Health & Relaxation Resort for the purposes of finding celebrities to interview them, I decided to go there with the intention of just relaxing. The resort wasn't exactly a resort, it was more like just a small country club but even so, the place was pretty spectacular. Gym, pool, gaming room, bar, the list goes on. Fuck interviewing I thought, I'm heading to the pool. I didn't actually go inside the pool but I just sat next to it with a cold beer in my hand. I must have seemed like a pervert just sitting there and watching the girls go in and out of the pool. Didn't actually see any real celebrities here but I saw some several B- grade ones. You know the type of actors that you see in those shows that were cancelled after 2 episodes. I was nearly asleep when my phone rang. I sat up straight and looked at the phone, new number. I flicked opened the phone and answered it.

'Hello.'

'Hi Jason. It's Reese.' 

'Witherspoon?' I asked surprised. 

'Do you know any other people named Reese?'

'Yeah, this one guy in high school. Complete prick who cheated his way through school. Is this him?'

I heard Reese laugh on the other line.

'Listen, I called up your work and your assistant gave me your number. I just wanna tell you that I'm in town.'

'Really?'

'Yeah, promo tour finished early. The movie's released and doing great so now I have a lot of free time.'

'I have an assistant?'

Once again I heard her laugh and it brought a smile to my face.

'Listen, I'm only passing through New York tonight and my plane leaves tomorrow morning, I'm planning to go back to LA for to visit my kids. I was thinking we could meet up while I'm in town. You know, like we discussed.'

Oh FUCK! And that was when I remembered. Shit, what the hell have I gotten myself into I thought. I agreed to meet up with Reese Witherspoon when she got back from her promo tour. We wanted to have a relationship. But now I'm in one with Natalie. SHIT! Look at me; I'm about to date two of the most well known celebrities of the planet and I'm pissed off and freaked out about it. Why did I ask for a relationship with Natalie? Fuck!

'Jason, you still there?'

'Yeah,' I said in a raspy voice.

'Are you available today?'

'Yep.'

'Ok, where do you wanna meet?'

'How about the Long Island Health & Relaxation Resort? Been there?'

'Only once, I can be there in half an hour.'

'Ok, meet you by the pool.'

And so I sat there, nervous as hell. What am I going to do? Ok, stay calm I thought. Maybe she just wants to be friends, nothing wrong with that. What the fuck am I talking about. Friends? We had sex, we shared a traumatic experience. Shit, only I can turn dating two celebs into such a cluster fuck. I just sat there and drained 2 beers before she arrive. She was 15 minutes late but I wasn't complaining. More time for me to think. I stood up and we hugged each other. 

'You look good?' I said.

'Thank you, you don't look too bad yourself.'

She was dressed simply in a tight fitting pink shirt and jeans. Meanwhile I still wore my suit and looked a bit too over dressed. 

'So how've you been?' I asked.

'Good, the promo tour was surprisingly relaxing. But I was just eager to return home. I really miss my kids.'

Even though I acted like a gentleman, my thoughts were everywhere. Mainly I was thinking how great her body still was considering being a mother of two. Her breasts were still very firm. No stretch marks or anything and she still kept a very slender figure. She was a bit taller than Natalie but that's not exactly hard. Shit, try not to think of Natalie I thought. At this point it was nearing 4 o'clock and the place wasn't exactly jam- packed. There were only about 8 people in the pool area and the gardens were basically deserted. Reese started walking around the place and I followed her outside. The air was still warm and the sun was not yet setting. 

'Come here often Jason?'

'First time actually. Nice place to relax and I hear a good place to find interviews.'

I looked at her for a moment before asking.

'How are you coping Reese?'

She gave me a slight smile. 'Didn't I just answer that before?'

'I meant after the whole, you know, incident.'

For those of you who may have forgotten. The day after I had interviewed Reese, we met up again and a drunk (who I never caught the name of) turned out to be stalking us and tried to rape Reese. Luckily he didn't and a friend of mine in the police department arrested him and managed to keep the incident under wraps. Reese remained quiet for a moment before saying.

'The only reason I still went on the promo tour was because I needed some time away from friends and family. I don't know, there was just something about it but after the whole that maniac attacked us, I just wanted to keep my mind off of it. It may sound ridiculous but the promo tour was very good for me, I kept busy and as a result, I didn't think too much about it. But trust me, it was a horrible thing, but I'm over it.'

'I'm glad to hear it.' 

She was silent for a moment and I was afraid that she was actually still traumatised from the whole event but then she just turned to me and asked.

'Still single?'

'Of course.'

'Good, let's go.'

I was a bit confused but just followed her as she walked quickly towards the sauna room. No one was here because it was still hot as it is outside. We both went into one of the saunas and locked the door behind us. I immediately felt the hot air surround me and I could feel drops of sweat already forming. Reese threw a towel over the door so that it covered the glass. I definitely knew what was going on now. We were alone and we both just rushed towards each other. I pushed her up against the wall; there was not much room but that still didn't stop us. I hurriedly pulled down her jeans and let them fall to her ankles. She simply stepped out of them and took off her pink t- shirt that was already covered in sweat. I had my shirt off in now time and it was basically a race of who gets naked first. It was me and I roughly pushed her up against the wall once more. She kicked away her panties and we started to kiss and press our bodies together.

Our bodies were hot and already covered in sweat. I felt her ample breasts press up against my chest and felt my cock stiffening quickly. As it did I felt it brush against her pubic hair and finally as if on cue pointed directly at her hole. We were constantly moving and kissing each other all over. I watched as a bead of sweat rolled down her cheek and fell onto her left breast. I reached up and started to fondle her magnificent breasts in my hands. They were slippery from the sweat and constantly slipped out of my hand. I started to kiss her neck and she looked down just in time to see me thrust inside of her. She quickly gave a slight cry and bit down on her lower lip. As I thrusted, I pushed her up against the wall again. It felt great being inside of her again, the tightness of her pussy made my thrusts all the more rough but she didn't seem to mind. I even enjoyed the sound of her ass cheeks slapping against the wall and her muffled moans as she bit down on my shoulder. She was still looking down and was enthralled at the sight of watching herself being penetrated continuously. 

Her hair was a mess and she started to breath heavily and panting loudly. I felt an orgasm slowly build up. Reese grabbed my hand and placed it back on her breasts. We were both breathing very heavily now and our bodies gleamed from the sweat. We made love quickly in the hot sauna, our bodies were hot as a fire and I started to glide into her more easily. When I felt myself about to cum, I realised I had already risked it with her once so I quickly pulled out of and dripping pussy and spun her around and bent her over the bench. I did it roughly but again she didn't seem to mind. I grabbed her by the hips and pointed my penis at her ass. I did it quickly and in one quick hard thrust, I buried my penis to the hilt which was a miracle considering how tight her ass hole was. I had immediately felt the walls contract around my penis and Reese let of a loud pleasurable moan.

I stood there and continued to thrust into her as she started to meet my thrusts and supported herself against the with her ass pointed up at me. I could tell she was no virgin when it came to this. I reached for her chest to find her breasts dangling there and rocking back and forth with every one of my thrusts. She was grunting continuously and it didn't take me long to reach my orgasm and blow my load into her ass. I immediately felt my semen pump into her and slowly ooze out of her tight little hole. But despite this I continued to thrust into her and I added to her pleasure by using my left hand to tease her pussy at the same time. It was not long before I felt her whole body stiffen and her juice dripping from her vagina onto my hand. Her knees buckled from beneath her and she laid on the bench as I stood over her. Both of her holes were drenched with our collective juices and she just lay there panting and covered in sweat. 

She turned over and flicked her long blonde hair back. It was a stunning view, her arms and one of her legs dangled off the bench and her breasts were rising and falling with every breath she took. The sweat gave her body a shine and the golden curls that surrounded her vagina were saturated. I knelt down beside her and kissed her on the lips. She reached down and gently touched her ass hole with the tips of her fingers and smiled. 

'It's been awhile since I've done that.'

'Do you have to leave tomorrow?'

'Kids take priority honey. But I'll be back. I have family here in New York so when Ryan (Phillipe, her ex- husband) starts on his new film, I'm taking the kids. Maybe we'll stay in New York for a bit. Summer holidays are almost here.'

'I'd like that.'

'In the mean time though,' she said wryly.

She opened her legs and I lower my face to her pussy and slide my tongue into her. She instinctively wrapped her thighs around my head and she gasped and moaned in pleasure. 

'Wasn't what I had in mind but ok,' she gasped. 

We made love several more times in that sauna and by the time we were done, it was almost 5 o'clock, we washed up and met up outside. The sun was setting as we wandered into the parking lot. Reese's long blonde hair was completely messed up and was swept back roughly behind her head. Her shirt was wet in places both because of sweat and water from the showers. But for all that, she seemed happy. 

'I can take you to the airport tomorrow morning.'

'I'm running a few errands before I leave so I guess this will be goodbye.'

'So I waited almost a month to see you again and we're only together for an hour.'

'Sucks, I know but don't worry, I'll be seeing you again real soon.'

'I hope so.'

'In the mean time, you wanna grab dinner.'

It was then that I remembered I'm supposed to meet up with Natalie for dinner. I have a little over 1 hour to go across town in peak hour traffic. And to make it worse I was on Long Island, not Manhattan. 

'Shit! Oh crap, I completely forgot,' I said staring at my watch.

Reese looked more bemused than disappointed and asked.

'Problem?'

'I'm supposed to meet...um... a friend, for dinner at 6. Listen, I'm really sorry but I gotta run.'

'Ok, bye darling.'

She smiled and we quickly kiss before I leapt in my car hit the gas. 

I was ten minutes late but I still feel like I made good time. I quickly cleaned myself up so that I didn't look like I had just spent my afternoon having sex. 

'You're late,' Natalie said.

'I know, I'm so sorry. I got caught up in work.'

'Doesn't sound like you.'

I looked at her for a moment. She wore a particularly tight fitting purple dress. It was a semi- formal look; the dress went down to her knees and showed off a tiny bit of cleavage. It was the first time since we dated that she had bothered to put anything really nice on when we met. During the course of evening talked and bickered back and forth like any other couple and for the first time in a very long time, I was reminded of why I fell in love with the girl in the first place. She was 26, 4 years younger than me but smarter and she carries herself with such grace. It seemed like I had barely noticed these features about her lately. We've been more preoccupied with sex, flirting and arguing. But all of a sudden, we decided to make this a serious relationship and as if she had flicked on a switch, we were like any other couple.

When we finished our meal, we went back to my apartment. It was so weird this meeting of ours. It's as if we both saw it as a new beginning for our relationship so we were both very nice and orderly in our manner. I'm just curious to see if this will last. 

'What are you smiling about?' Natalie asked interrupting my thoughts.

'It was nice evening.'

'Relax Jason, it was only dinner.'

'So, um, where do we stand?'

'In a relationship,' she said staring at me nervously. 

'I'm just saying, is this going to last. You know, the whole, how was your day, I'm picking up new drapes for your apartment kind of crap.'

'That's what couples talk about. Why? Do you want to go back to insulting each other?'

'No, this is good.'

She seemed relieved and sat down on the couch and flicked on the TV. However in reality, there was something about that insulting each other and then random sex that appealed to me. Natalie sat there watching some game show and I eventually sat down next to her. We didn't say much, I just found it weird to be back in a relationship with Natalie after such a long time of just plain insulting each other, arguments and random sex. She eventually stared at me for a moment before looking back to the TV, she sighed and then said to me.

'You're useless. If it wasn't for me you'd still be a lonely journalist writing crappy opinion articles for the Daily News.'

I looked at her but she just casually continued watching the game show.

'What the hell was that?'

'Just because we're in a relationship, doesn't mean all the insulting has to stop. Just keep it tasteful.'

I looked at her and replied. 'You're a complete fuckup and if you weren't a celebrity you'd be lonely because no one could stand your cynical sense of humour and annoying quirks.'

Natalie threw her head back and laughed before leaning her head against my shoulder.

'It's an odd relationship but it'll work Jason.'

Right then and there, everything was good. Natalie was back in my life and I was happy but that didn't last long. I hadn't turned off the answering machine when I got in and as a result, Natalie heard the message. Reese's sweet southern voice filled the room.

'Hey Jason, it's Reese, I had a nice time this afternoon but I was hoping when I come back we can do something more tasteful. Anyway, I left my number with your assistant so we can keep in touch until I'm able to visit again. Can't wait, bye.'

Natalie sat up straight and looked me directly in the eye. I was so hoping that this wouldn't turn into an argument. 

'Since when were you friends with Reese Witherspoon?'

'Since I interviewed her,' I said nervously.

'How'd that happen?'

'You know, the interview just turned to normal chit- chat, we got some coffee and we hit it off.'

At least that was true I thought. Just great, I should never have screwed Reese Witherspoon, however given the chance; I'd almost definitely do it again.

'And so she wants her next visit to be more tasteful than what you guys did this today. What might that be?' she asked suspiciously.

'We met up for drinks at the resort and she got a little drunk,' I lied.

'Ok, so you're just friends.'

'Yeah, she's had a hard time after the divorce and I guess I'm just someone she can talk to normally (And have sex with I thought).'

'So nothing's going on?'

'Relax you have nothing to worry about.'

'Ok. I guess that's fair enough.'

I think she still was suspicious but in the meantime she didn't say anything else. I was stuck between two very sexy actresses. Oh boy! This ain't gonna end well.



Celebrity Liaison Ch. 06



I'm Jason Connors, I use to just be the average writer down at the Daily News, but ever since my very public relationship with Natalie Portman, I had been turned into a full time celebrity interviewer. Well, actually, in truth I was briefly fired but when Natalie offered to give me the names of several hot shot celebrity managers, I was back in the game, this time I'm a celebrity interviewer.

*

Ok, a little update. I'm still juggling my job and two actresses, Natalie Portman and Reese Witherspoon. And it's about to get worse with Reese planning on taking her holiday in New York so there's a recipe for disaster. I have to tell Natalie that something is going on with me and Reese and I have to tell Reese that I'm actually still in a relationship with Natalie. Now back to my job. My boss seems to want the facts on the new Pirates of the Caribbean movie which means I gotta get an interview with someone working on it. At least this time I don't have to rely solely on Natalie to get me the interview, I actually have the Daily News behind me however Natalie did end up getting me the interview as she had worked with Keira Knightley on Star Wars Episode I. Although when she did get me the interview, I got the feeling she was hiding something. It was as if she really was looking forward to me interviewing Keira, I have no idea why. Anyway, I've been waiting for a while now and finally Keira and the director, Gore Verbinski is available. I actually have no idea what the Keira Knightley is doing in New York but I didn't ask questions...ok fine, I couldn't be stuffed finding out. Anyway, the plan is that I'm going to interview Keira while my colleague will interview Verbinski. And in case you're wondering, I made sure I was the one who interviewed Keira. 

I was currently sitting in my office chatting to my assistant Olivia. I still had several hours before I was scheduled to meet Keira so I decided to fill that time with small talk. Olivia was one of the few people in the office who was still incredibly star struck every time she saw Natalie Portman walk into the office. I think I've officially become known in the office as "that guy who knows Natalie Portman". But Natalie won't be coming today as she has to do some re-shoots for her new film. Anyway, Olivia was currently quizzing me about my whole situation.

'So Jason, how are you and Ms Portman.'

'Ms Portman? You know, you're older than her so I think Natalie will do.'

'Fine then, how are you and Natalie?'

'Good.'

'Care to elaborate?' she asked with a look of annoyance on her face.

'Not really,' I said in a disinterested tone.

'Are you guys... you know.'

I looked at her with a wry smile on my face.

'Just say it Olivia.'

'Are you guys doing it?'

'What are you, 5 years old? You don't have to refer to sex as "doing it"'

'Well?'

'Of course.'

'Oh, you're so lucky. Oh, I forgot to ask you. How the hell did you get Reese Witherspoon to give you her number.'

'We're just friends.'

'Just friends? No flirting or anything?'

'Mild flirting. Nothing serious,' I lied.

'Are you going to try getting it on with her too?'

I looked at her like one would to a disobedient child. I did my best at a mean scorn but somehow I don't think it worked.

'You know, I've only known you for 1 month and you're already quizzing me about my sex life. Get back to work.'

'I don't have any.'

'Why?'

'I'm your assistant. I help you with your work but you haven't done any.'

I paused for a moment. I really don't want to do any work. Listen to me, I sound like some little school boy complaining about homework. I looked up at Olivia and said.

'Who do you think is prettier out of the two, Natalie Portman or Reese Witherspoon?'

'Reese. But don't let me influence your decision.'

'Who says I'm trying to make a decision?'

'It's very obvious.'

We sat there for a while longer trying to debate who was better out of Natalie and Reese. We didn't come to a decision; I just put it out of my mind and focused on the issue at hand, the Keira Knightley interview. I came to her hotel and was greeted with a warm, friendly hug. She was awfully casual about the whole thing and wore a tank top and denim shorts that came only mid-way down her thighs. She was acting almost like we were good friends.

'Hi Jason. How's Natalie, haven't seen her for ages,' she said in that British accent of hers.

'She's good, doing re-shoots.'

'Shame, I was hoping to catch up with her.'

'I was just talking to her on the phone. She's arriving back in a few days.'

'Cool, it'll be great to see her again. So you're her new man huh,' she said sitting down on top of the table.

I placed my briefcase on the ground and took a seat. 

'Yep. You wouldn't happen to know how I match up to her old boyfriends do you?'

Keira chuckled and replied. 'Your much better than most of them. Her boyfriends were always one of two kinds. Wanting her because she was Natalie Portman or the other kind which is, how should I say, a bit too flamboyant to be straight. You seem like the most normal.'

'Thank you.'

'Hm, Natalie and I always did have the same taste in guys.'

I paused for a moment and thought about what she just said before asking.

'I wasn't aware you and Natalie were such good friends. You know, you living in England and all.'

'Most of what I know about her is from our days in Star Wars during makeup. You'd be surprised how long it took to put all that crap on our faces. Must be hard for her with you interviewing so many celebrities.'

'How so?'

'You mean you don't flirt with some of those female actresses?'

'A bit, but I'm surprised you'd draw that conclusion.'

'I'm sorry, am I being too forward?' she smiled.

'No, I mean yes but I don't mind. It's a refreshing change.'

I was getting very uncomfortable now. She was definitely coming onto me, and she wasn't being subtle about it too. But I did manage despite this to get the interview going. And for the whole time, Keira just kept relenting with the flirting. She would start running her hands over parts of her body, rubbing her leg against mine, saying some very flirtatious things. I actually got an erection midway through the interview but I managed to control myself. It was a very tense 30 minutes ever.

When it was over, I sat in my chair, extremely nervous as I looked up at her small frame sitting on the table. She smiled and said to me seductively. 

'Natalie ever tell you about our little bets?'

'No,' I replied curiously.

'Us being a pair of young, fun loving starlets, we use to place bets on who would be higher on those 100 Sexiest Woman Lists,' she giggled.

I smiled; that's a side of Natalie Portman I'm yet to see I thought.

'Who won?'

'Um, Natalie's won 3 times, I've won 2.'

'Are you supposed to be telling me this?'

'I want your opinion, and be honest. Who is sexier, me or Natalie?'

I shuffled nervously in my seat once more but she seemed oblivious to it. She leaned closer and said.

'Well.'

'I can't fairly compare the both of you... because...um... I've known Natalie longer and...um... I've seen a lot more of her,' I stammered.

Keira smiled and said. 'Of course, you've seen more of her. Ok what if I do this.'

Then Keira did something I definitely didn't expect. I didn't even dream of it and believe me, I have some wild dreams. Keira in one swift movement pulled up her tank top and flashed her breasts at me. I almost fell out of my chair and tried to stare away but this was Keira Knightley after all and I had to look back. They were lovely, her nice shapely breasts were so close to my face. I'm pretty sure Keira was younger than Natalie by a few years but they were both incredibly hot. Natalie's breasts were bigger though, which is a rarity considering that she was such a petite woman.

'Well, what do you think? Now, who is sexier, Natalie or me.?'

'Are you mad?!'

I reached for her top and pulled it down. I don't think I've ever been more relieved not to see a girl's breasts. 

'What, you don't want do it?'

'Do it? I'm here to bloody interview you, not fuck you.'

'Why not do both?' she whispered as she wrapped her arm around my neck.

'Because I love Natalie!'

All of a sudden Keira's demeanor changed and she sat back up straight on the table.

'Good, you've made very Natalie a happy woman.'

I was baffled and stood up from my seat. I watched as Keira walked over to the couch and sat down and I said.

'What the fuck just happened?'

She gave me a big smile and said. 'Ok, I'll be honest with you. Natalie was scared something was going on with you and Reese Witherspoon so she wanted to see if you'd cheat on her if you had the chance. Obviously you have a lot more restraint than she gives you credit for.'

'Natalie set this whole thing up?'

'What, you think I'd actually flash my tits at you because I was so desperate.'

'To be honest, yes. So what, Natalie asked you to flash them and you do?'

'Well, yes, you know how I told you about the bets me and Natalie made, it wasn't a lie, I lost and this is what she asked me to do.'

'Natalie thinks I'm cheating on her with Reese Witherspoon?'

'She didn't elaborate but you're assumption is probably right. I think she thinks something is going on. Are you having a relation with Reese Witherspoon?'

'Not a relation, but...um... I can't think of a good way to finish that sentence. We're friends but its getting to that level where it might be a lot more.'

I was careful to leave out the bit about us having sex. Keira looked at me directly and said seriously.

'Nat is a great person, I don't need to tell you that. And just meeting you, I can tell that you're not with her just because of her fame and money. My advice is, think about who is more important to you, and if that means dating them behind each others backs than so be it. But don't continue it for too long or you may end up with nothing.'

I was silent. I didn't expect to be getting relationship advice from Keira Knightly but what she said was very true. 

'What are you going to tell Natalie about our little encounter?'

'I like you, so I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll tell Natalie that you were able to resist me and not cheat on her, which you did. And I'll tell her I don't think anything is going on with you and Reese Witherspoon. I'll just say that you told me you needed time and you just confide within Reese about relationships.'

'Thank you,' I paused and looked up at her. 'You don't happen to know Reese do you?'

'Jason, I still get star struck around Reese Witherspoon, I think I've only ever said about 10 words to her. So the answer is no.'

'I wasn't aware I even asked a question.'

'Don't deny it, you were going to ask me who I thought was better,' she smiled.

I walked out of Keira Knightley's hotel with mixed emotions. Natalie's suspicious, but Keira is going to tell her nothings going on. I can continue seeing Reese, but I'm still going to have to do so behind Natalie's back and vice versa. Ok, so basically nothing has changed except for the fact I know that Natalie is suspicious. And the thing that really bugs me is that at the moment I can't see either of them with Reese still in LA looking after her kids and Natalie is God knows where doing re- shoots. Anyway, after that I turned the interview into an article, it's going to get published on the weekend and I was alone in New York for about 3 days when Natalie came back. I met her at the JFK Airport late at night and I was surprised to see a lot of photographers there. Natalie and I had arranged it so that we would look purely just like friends. In this way hopefully I'm not hassled by those low- life reporters all day. And I'm saying this despite the fact that reporting is my job too. So anyway, I met her at the airport, we casually hugged and I helped her with the bags; nothing too intimate. We didn't even say much to each other. Natalie wore simply jeans and a white blouse underneath a black coat. 

'You look good Nat,' I said quietly so that no one could hear.

'Why shouldn't I?' she said while smiled slightly. 

A few photographers started asking her questions which really pissed me off.

'Welcome back to LA,' said one.

'When's the movie going to be released?'

'How does it feel to be back in the Big Apple?' said a rather ugly photographer.

'We've seen you two together a lot. Are you a couple?'

When I heard that last one I stopped and turned to the guy who asked and said.

'Why don't you get an interview the proper way you low- life fuck.'

Natalie rushed to grabbed my arm and pull me away. 

'Easy Jason, let's go,' she whispered into my ear.

We finally made our way to my car and I drove away a bit too quickly. 

'Sorry about that. The press agent reported that the "cast" would be arriving today when it was just me who would be.'

'Don't worry about it.' 

I drove for a tiny bit until we were out of the airport then I stopped the car at an empty parking lot. I turned off the engine and Natalie caught on. She moved from her seat and climbed onto mine. She was sitting on top of me so my face was level with her breasts. 

'God I missed you,' she said.

We kissed and I unbutton the top of her blouse started to kiss her chest. For the sake of not making this process too complicated I left her clothes on. Natalie started to take her jeans off and had a bit of trouble doing so. I sat there with my penis out and watched as she tried to take them off. 

'I knew I should've worn a skirt,' she laughed.

Eventually she managed to pull them off. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed passionately as I hands started stroking her smooth slender thighs that were wrapped tightly around me. 

'How'd the re-shoots go?' I asked between kisses.

'Boring, it took the entire week just to shoot my 2 minutes of footage. I swear, the film crew has been so unorganized. I should've only needed to be on the set for 2 days. What about you, been up to much?' She said as I started kissing her neck.

She started to pull her panties down and positioned herself right above my penis. I pulled down on one side her bra so that her breast popped out. I cupped her breast in my hand and savored the soft supple flesh and then buried my face in her chest. I paused to talk before I did anything else.

'Just work.'

I startled to suck on her erect nipple and she gasped slightly before asking. 

'Oh yeah, I forgot to ask, how was the interview with Keira?' She asked.

I could tell she was trying her best to not sound suspicious. I paused with her nipple between my teeth and said carefully.

'Good. I must say, she's quite a character.'

'Meaning?'

'Nothing, she's just an odd girl.'

'You know, you are sucking on my breast so I deserve to know what happened?'

'She was hitting on me ok, plain and simple.'

At this point I was wondering if she had talked to Keira yet. I looked up at her and asked.

'Why? Did she say anything? Because I swear she came onto me.'

'Don't worry, she said you were on the level.'

Thank you Keira Knightley I thought. This should buy me some time. Natalie and I continued to kiss. She pressed her body against mine pushing me into the seat. Slowly she lowered herself onto my penis. Natalie's pussy was as tight as ever. I started wondering at what point when to me, screwing Natalie Portman was just like screwing any other girl. 

'Sure hope those reporters don't see this,' I said.

Natalie laughed. 'The last thing I want is more Star Wars geeks jerking off over pictures of me.'

'I think I was in that category at one point.'

Natalie laughed but it quickly turned into a blissful moan as my penis slipped all the way into her. I held her small body as she started to ride me. 

'You never told... me you... jerked off to me,' she said between moans.

Natalie's chest was a wonderful sight. One of her breasts was still cupped tightly inside of her white bra while the other one bounced freely as she continued to slide up and down my penis. 

'That tight fitting costume in the second Star Wars film was sexy as,' I said.

'You know... I actually have that packed away... at my place... I was allowed to keep it,' she gasped. 

'Pity the movie was shit. You know I've never actually gone through your stuff.'

She paused and gave me a strange look. 'What do you want to?'

'No, I just thought it was strange, you being who you are and all. I thought it was weird that I hadn't trawled your memorabilia and shit like that.'

'Maybe that's why I love you so much.'

I grabbed her tight, round ass and roughly pulled her down onto my penis. It took her by surprised and she let out a loud moan. Long story short, we continued to have sex. It was pretty uncomfortable inside the car but we did it. Natalie eventually collapsed into her seat. It was a good thing we weren't pulled over because after we had sex Natalie was too tired from it and from jetlag to get dressed again so she just lied in her seat with no pants on, her blouse opened and one of her breast loose. That's the thing about Natalie, sex really tires her. 

I drove back to my place and she went to bed immediately. And I mean immediately, she didn't even get changed or help with her bags. She just stripped down to her underwear and dived into bed. As I watched her do so, I felt a strange feeling, it was guilt. Guilt that I was currently cheating on her but despite that, it didn't occur to me to stop my relationship with Reese. 

When she was asleep, I decided to call up Keira Knightley just to find out what happened. Good thing she was still in town for the rest of the week. 

'Hi Keira, it's Jason, sorry about calling so late.'

'Forget about it. Jetlag hasn't worn off, I'm usually watching late night TV until 3 am. You Americans really have nothing good on.'

'I think there's some soft core porn on Fox at this time; anyway, Nat just arrived in town and I was wondering, you think she bought it.'

'What?'

'That I'm not dating Reese Witherspoon.'

'Definitely but I'm meeting her in the morning so she gets to interrogate me in person. So she might become suspicious again. Speaking of which, is she there?'

'Yeah, but she's sleeping. Oh yeah, did you tell her you flashed your breasts at me?'

'God no! Are you kidding? But I suppose if I did than she would love you even more for resisting me because my tits are quite magnificent if I do say so myself.'

'I'll second that.'

She laughed at the comment and said. 'You know I don't think Natalie will approve of us talking about my tits.'

'Well what else are we going to talk about? Hers?'

Keira and I made small talk for awhile. The next day they had lunch and I was sitting in my office scared shitless that Keira might make a slip up but luckily she didn't and when I saw Natalie in the afternoon, she seemed somewhat happier with me. And that was when I realized summer holidays were in 2 weeks. Reese is coming to town.



Celebrity Liaison Ch. 07



I'm Jason Connors, I use to just be the average writer down at the Daily News, but ever since my very public relationship with Natalie Portman, I had been turned into a full time celebrity interviewer. Well, actually, in truth I was briefly fired but when Natalie offered to give me the names of several hot shot celebrity managers, I was back in the game, this time I'm a celebrity interviewer.

Well, summer holidays are here and so are my two girlfriends. Natalie Portman and I are keeping a steady relationship while Reese Witherspoon has just arrived in town with her kids. However the real reason for her visit was to be with me; which is really good for my ego. We weren't actually in a relationship yet seeing as she lives in LA but we have had sex twice so we trying to make something of it, which means I have to choose between her and Natalie. Of course they don't know about each other, Reese thinks Natalie and I are over and Natalie suspicions are no longer a problem as Keira Knightley convinced her otherwise. Currently it was 10 in the morning and I was in my apartment ready to go meet Reese.

'Where are you going?' asked Natalie.

Natalie had just woken up and was still rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She only wore a shirt and panties as she moved to the wardrobe. 

'Just heading out for a bit. Work first than I'm meeting up with some people. I probably won't be back until late in the afternoon.' I said.

'That's ok, I'm meeting my parents for lunch today.'

I tied my laces as Natalie trawled through her clothes which were few in number as this was my apartment. She found a tank top and a jacket and threw them on the bed

'Are you going to stay at your place tonight or are you coming back here?'

'I don't know, I'll take it as it goes. Do you have any bras here?'

I laughed I looked at her. 'How the hell should I know, I don't wear them. I keep telling you to fill up that drawer I left for you.'

'Yeah I know, I keep forgetting. Ah, found one.'

I stood up and walked towards her. 'I find it disturbing that I have so much women's lingerie lying around my place.'

I gave her a kiss on the lips and made for the door.

'If you're not coming back here tonight than call me.'

'Ok. Love you, bye.'

The guilt was now as strong as ever. To be perfectly honest when Reese suggested a relationship, I was very intrigued but in all honesty didn't think it'd amount to something so I didn't feel very guilty. Sure I was screwing her but Natalie and I were still on shaky ground back then. Now I know exactly what I'm doing and I'm actually having second thoughts. Maybe I should just call the whole thing off with Reese or maybe I should just tell Natalie what was going on and take my chances with Reese. All these thoughts were going through my head as I drove towards her apartment. But despite all these thoughts I decided to stick to my plan. Date the two of them for a bit and see who I like more...

...

...

...

...fuck that's a lame plan. If I stuff it up with Natalie now there's probably no getting her back. Our first breakup was kinda mutual but if she catches me now or if I dump her, than it's all over. However as I stood in the elevator of her building and it quickly climb to Reese's floor. I started feeling better and when she opened the door; all my worries seemed to disappear. 

'Hey you,' she said.

Normally southern accents annoyed the hell out of me but coming from her, I loved it. I swept her into my arms and kissed her on the lips. It wasn't long before we were lost in our passion but she quickly stopped me before it got too serious.

'You might wanna stop,' she laughed.

'Why?' I said as I ran my hand over her ass. 

'Because my kids are watching,' she smiled.

I looked down the hallway and saw two kids, a boy and a girl looking right at me.

'Hey, how are you?' I said nervously.

Reese coughed uncomfortably and whispered to me.

'Hand.'

'What?'

'Get your hand off my ass,' she giggled.

'Right.'

She laughed again before turning to her kids and saying.

'Jason I'd like you to meet Deacon and Ava.'

Both kids waved at me nervously. Deacon looked like he was only 3 and still had trouble standing up while Ava was about 6. 

'Family fun,' I muttered before asking. 'Is there anyone else here I should know about?'

'Nope. This is my cousin's place but we've swapped houses for the holidays. Kids, why don't you go watch some TV. Mommy will be talking to Jason in the kitchen.'

The two kids scurried off and we made our way to the kitchen.

'So how've you been Reese?' I asked.

'Great. But now I have summer holidays with the kids so that's gonna take a lot out of me. The plane trip here was torture. Do you know what it's like caring for a 4 and 7 year old on plane?' 

'I don't even want to think about it. So what's the plan for today?'

'A family friend is coming by to take the kids for a while so it'll be you and me. But she isn't coming for another hour so we have some time to kill. Any ideas?'

'A few,' I said wryly as I slowly slid my hand up her shirt from behind. 

Reese just supported herself again the counter as I looked over her shoulder at her. My hand glided up her flat stomach towards her breast.

'That's not very gentleman- like?' She said.

I very gently stroked the bottom of her breast. She was a mother but her breasts were still almost perfect. Her skin was so warm as to be hot. She just looked around to make sure the kids weren't sneaking around. I ever so gently traced my fingers underneath her breast and for a second I felt I tiny bit of sweat. Reese didn't move but still kept an eye on her kids. In case you're wondering, the kitchen and lounge room weren't exactly separated but luckily the kids were facing the other way. I slid my hand out from under her shirt and started to rub my hand over her vagina. Sadly she wore some rather tight fitting pants so I didn't actually get to touch it for real. But despite this I could still feel the slight mound of her pubic hair and the small opening. 

'So, where are we going today?' she said.

'It's up to you.'

'Maybe we can just take it easy, maybe a restaurant or a bar.'

'What will we be doing for the rest of that time?' I said as I dug my fingers into her vagina. 

Reese quickly reached down and pulled my hand away. I smiled as I saw that some of the material on the front of her pants was still wedged inside. 

'Not with the kids around,' she whispered.

Suddenly my phone rang and the kids turned to look at us. Reese and I were quick to make like nothing was going on. I looked at the phone, it was my assistant, Olivia.

'It's work,' I said to Reese as I answered it. 'What is it Olivia?'

Reese went to the lounge room to look over the kids. I turned and looked outside at the New York skyline. On the phone Olivia said. 

'Natalie just called.'

I froze. 'What Natalie? Portman?'

'Do you know anyone else named Natalie? She wanted to talk to you but I said you had the day off.'

'Shit, why would you say that?' I hissed.

'Because it's true,' she blurted out.

I paused for a second and then finally said. 'When did she call?'

'Just before I called you.'

'Ok, here's what you do. Call her back and say I'm in a meeting. Then tell her I'll call her when I get out.'

'Got it. Can I ask what's going on?'

'Nope.'

Olivia laughed. 'I have I feeling I already know. Ok bye.'

'Bye. And Olivia...'

'Yeah.'

'Thanks.'

I closed the phone and looked at Reese. She was holding little Deacon in her arms and looked up at me. 

'Problem?'

I walked over to her. 'Nope. Just this thing I had to take care of.'

Reese nodded and smiled but obviously didn't buy it. She noticed that I was obviously nervous but in truth; nervous was only one of many feelings inside of me. I thought it would be easy to date these two behind each others backs but then a fucking conscience had to kick in. She started heading towards the kitchen and said.

'I'm going to feed Deacon. You just make yourself at home,' she said before giving me a wry smile. 'Ava will keep you company.'

I raised an eyebrow at her but she just smiled and went to the kitchen. I nervously sat down on the couch next to 7 year old Ava. She didn't even look at me and continued to watch her cartoon. I looked around the apartment; it was strangely neat except for the luggage spread out beside the couch next to me. I looked behind me at Reese in the kitchen with Deacon and said loudly.

'Haven't unpacked yet?'

'I've just unpacked my clothes. All my books, CDs and other junk are still in the bag.'

I reached down and grabbed one of the books; "Birds of Prey" by Wilbur Smith. 

'You mind if I take a look,' I shouted over my shoulder.

'Course not. That book you have there is rather good. It's more one for the boys,' she replied in an equally loud voice.

'I know, I've read it.'

'Yeah, you like it?'

'Love it.'

I started flicking through her CDs. A lot of country stuff, not exactly my taste. In the middle of the stack I found a disc labeled simply "Reese". I held it up and shouted to Reese.

'What's on this disc?'

She strained to look at it before saying. 'Oh, that's a small compilation of songs I did for Walk the Line. I listen to it sometimes. There's a Discman in one of those pockets, you can listen to it if you want.'

'Maybe I will,' I said.

Suddenly little Ava whispered to me. 'It's bad.'

'Ava, I heard that!' Shouted Reese before saying to me. 'She hates my singing.'

I just smiled and pulled out the Discman and put in the CD. It took me a moment to figure out how to turn it on but I eventually got it. The music wasn't exactly new to me as I had seen Walk the Line before but most of these songs were Reese solo so I was pleasantly surprised when I listened to them. She sounded exactly like any other country singer which usually isn't what I go for but just because it was Reese, I was willing to listen to it. Eventually Reese climbed on the couch between Ava and me and rested her head on my shoulder. I pulled out an earphone and put it into her ear. 

'You like it,' she asked quietly.

I paused before saying. 'It's awfully country.'

She chuckled before pressing the forward button on the Discman.

'Here, these songs are nice and mellow.'

Together we sat on the couch and listened to the songs. Not what I expected out of the visit but it was still nice. I saw Ava looking at us for a split second and then whispered to Reese.

'Um, are you sure your kids don't mind us being so...affectionate.'

'Don't worry, they're a couple of darlings.'

It didn't really answer my question but I didn't pursue the topic. For some strange reason I hadn't expected her kids to get in the way of our relationship. Soon Reese fell asleep despite the fact it wasn't even mid-day yet. When she did, I got up and called Natalie.

'Hey Nat, it's me. Olivia said you called.'

'Yeah, where were you?'

'In a meeting with the editor. So what's going on?'

'Well you said you were going to work but you left your briefcase at home.'

I didn't know what to say; I had to make up a lie real quick but then she said.

'What the hell is that I hear in the background. Is that Playschool?'

I looked behind my shoulder and saw Ava and Deacon were watching Playschool on the TV.

'Shit,' I muttered before leaping over the couch and turning the volume down slightly but this caused protest among the 2 kids.

'Hey!' they both said almost in unison.

'What are you doing? Babysitting,' asked an even more confused Natalie.

'No, well yes but...listen I kinda in a rush so if there's anything you need.'

'Nope, I was just asking if you needed your briefcase, because I could deliver it to you.'

'No, I'm just doing a few things at work before I catch up with friends.'

'Oh, ok. You sure you're ok? You seem nervous.'

'I'm fine. Love you.'

I ended the conversation as soon as possible. I stood there and thought for a moment before sitting back down beside Reese who was still sleeping. I was barely seat for 30 seconds when I received a call on my phone.

'What now?' I muttered. 'Hello?'

It was Olivia, and she was speaking really fast.

'Listen, Natalie just called again and asked you what you were doing.'

'Why?'

'I think she's suspicious. I just said you were in your office.'

'Shit, that's no good. She caught me watching Playschool and babysitting kids.'

Olivia tried not to laugh and asked. 'Ok, now I'm interested. What the hell are you doing?'

'I'll tell you later, listen if she calls again, tell her I've left and gone out with some friends.'

'Ok. Bye.'

'Seeya.'

'And Jason...'

'Yeah.'

'I deserve a raise for this.'

'You get my gratitude and that's it.'

I ended the phone call and was left sitting on the couch sweating. Great, Reese has only been in town for 1 night and already Natalie is getting suspicious seemingly without even trying to. On the table I caught a glimpse on the New York Times. In all honesty, this newspaper was much better than the Daily News but the Times didn't seem too eager to hire me. Anyway, one tiny article particularly caught my eye. I reached forward and grabbed the paper and looked at the article closely. The headline was "Star Sightings", it was a collection of celebrity sightings and among the names was Reese Witherspoon. It read.

"Oscar Winner Reese Witherspoon (Legally Blonde, Walk the Line) was spotted at JFK Airport yesterday afternoon with her two kids. With no premieres or movie filming scheduled, it seems Witherspoon is here for summer holidays."

'Fuck me. So much for it being discreet visit,' I sighed. 

It dawned on me that my brilliant plan to keep my two girlfriends unaware of each other could be thwarted by the media. Man I hate the media, I say this despite the fact I work for a leading newspaper. I sat there brooding about my predicament while watching Playschool with Reese's two kids. It was about half an hour when there came a knock at the door. Reese was still asleep on the couch between me and Ava. I gave her a gentle slap on the face. She sat up straight immediately. 

'I'm sorry, jetlag,' She explained.

'No problem, there's someone at the door.'

'That'll be Janelle,' she said leaping out of her seat. 

Reese went to the door and greeted her friend with a hug. They talked for a moment and Reese introduced us. Before I knew it, she took the kids and was out the door leaving Reese and I alone. Reese looked at me and then said.

'Where to now?'

After she changed into a simple purple summer dress (which I had a sneaking suspicion cost shit loads of money), we left her apartment and headed for a small café. We didn't go anywhere glitzy or glamorous because to be honest, I didn't know any places like that. It was Natalie that knew where all those places were. It was during lunch that I realized I didn't know much about Reese at all and yet she has managed to captivate me in a way which only Natalie has managed to in the past. During the meal we, or more accurately she was greeted by several fans. I had actually gotten used to it but I was glad not to see any photographers in sight. The thing I have come to realize about Natalie and Reese is that both of them had a habit of not talking about their jobs. Currently she was just finishing on telling me about her small town roots in the south. Then finally she asked me.

'So tell me about yourself Jason.'

'I guess it's your turn in interview me now huh? Well not much to tell, I grew up in Australia, studied journalism. Eventually, the newspaper I worked for sent me to the states to work as a US correspondent which is basically them telling me, "you're a good journalist but we can't stand you so go to the states and work."'

'I thought media correspondents are usually citizens from that country.'

'A lot of the time they are but I wanted to move to the states anyway. I never did earlier because it meant I had to save up my money and make a lot of arrangements and stuff. This way, the Newspaper I worked for basically supplied everything and I didn't have to do anything. Anyway after several years I became a citizen and quit my job as a correspondent to go to work for the Daily News and so here I am.'

'Ok, so when did the celebrity interviewing kick in?'

Great I thought, I'm going to have to talk about Natalie and that means an awkward conversation about "do you guys still go out".

'Well, a couple of years ago I met Natalie Portman by sheer coincidence on the street.'

'What? And you made such an impression that you guys became friends?'

'Well she spilt boiling coffee on me. At the time I was so caught up in work, which is no longer the case now, that I didn't realized who she was because I hadn't exactly had time to go to the cinemas. I must've looked like a complete idiot, it took me mid-way through our first date to realize who she was.'

'Then what happened?'

I paused as I remembered the details of what happened next. Eventually I said.

'Well, we dated for a while but eventually our clash in lifestyles became too much. We were very much in love but the old editor at the Daily News was a complete asshole and demanded a lot from me. Long story short, I chose Natalie over the job and was fired but things weren't what they use to be after that and we broke up. I contemplated moving back to Australia but Natalie decided she'd help me back on my feet and started giving me interviews with celebrities. I mainly sold the articles to who ever wanted them and worked freelance until the Daily News got a new editor and so I'm now back on the payroll.'

'And Natalie Portman?'

'Well, we're friends now. Come to think of it, I've had an interesting couple of years.'

'Who have you interviewed so far.'

'Um, well I interviewed you and Jake Gyllenhaal for starters. Kate Bosworth, Keira Knightley, Matt Damon Michelle Monaghan, basically the entire cast of Law & Order SVU and Will Ferrell. There were others but those were probably the most famous.'

'Quite a list, you're becoming part of the Hollywood scene.'

I smiled. 'I wouldn't go that far.'

We continued to talk and all the while we kept drawing the stares of people, all of whom wanted a glimpse of Reese Witherspoon. Eventually, the inevitable happened and the paparazzi arrived. But these guys were subtle and stayed in their cars. It was time to go. Reese and I paid the bill and jumped into my car. The paparazzi followed but weren't too disruptive so I didn't really mind. I realized that Reese had been silent so I asked.

'Something wrong?'

'Explain to me again why you and Natalie didn't work out.'

I looked at her. My look was a cross between confused and anxious. I started off slowly.

'Like I said before, difference in lifestyles.'

'Explain that to me.'

I looked at her again and said. 'Natalie at the time was busy with work, she had just finished up with Revenge of the Sith and was moving on to V for Vendetta. Needless to say she didn't have much free time. I work forced to do a juggling act with work. Being a journalist doesn't give you many free hours so we eventually became distant. Then when I chose to be with her instead of worrying about my job, I was fired. At that point things just weren't the same between Natalie and me.'

'Revenge of the Sith was released in early 2005. I wasn't aware you had been a celebrity interviewer for that long.'

'No, after the whole relationship, I found myself out of work; apparently my exploits with Natalie had become infamous within the journalist world. So I got a bunch of crappy part time jobs, eventually Natalie found out what sort of mess I was in and offered to help me back on my feet. Why are you asking me about this Reese?'

'Well, our situation here is the same isn't it. Worse even, considering I live in LA.'




Celebrity Liaison Ch. 07



'Things are better now. I've been given a lot more slack by the new editor and um...'

I tried thinking of more reasons but couldn't. It dawned on me then that the only reason Natalie and I were in a stable relationship at the moment was because she wasn't filming a movie. All of a sudden, Natalie seemed like the better choice for a girlfriend.

'Is it too early and brash to say I love you?'

'Love me? You barely know me.'

'A quick search on Google should help me with that.'

Reese laughed and said. 'Even though I might not love you just yet. I'm well on my way.'

'Then what's the problem?'

'Let's just see how we go but I have to warn you, this might not end with us arm in arm.'

The rest of the afternoon was pretty tame. Walking, talking, evading paparazzi, but then again, that's what required if you want to win over a girl. We returned to the apartment by 3 o'clock. The only reason we were back so early was because the kids would be back soon. Reese collapsed onto the couch when we got back.

'I had a good time today.'

'What, having lunch and then walking around New York aimlessly while being pursued by the paparazzi?'

Reese laughed as I looked down at her on the couch. She threw off her shoes and gave a long yawn.

'When can you come over next?'

'My weekend is free. Will the kids be tagging along.'

'Yeah,' she said nervously. 'Do you mind?'

'No, of course not. We'll go to the zoo.'

Reese chuckled and grabbed me by the collar. I was taken by surprise when she dragged me down onto the couch. 

'Aren't the kids coming back soon?'

'Still another hour.'

'In that case...'

I trailed off as we started kissing. I slid my hand up her slender thighs and wrapped my fingers around the waistband of her panties. Reese spread her legs slightly to make things easier for me. With one fluid motion, I pulled her panties off and through them to the side. I flipped her on her back and pulled up her dress to reveal her shapely ass. I had taken off my pants and positioned my hard penis at her anus when she cried out.

'No no no. I'm on birth control,' she turned around so she was lying on her back again and pointed to her vagina and said. 'Right here will be fine.'

'Why are you on birth control?'

'Figured this might happen with you around.'

I laughed and said. 'Ok, can we do this in the bedroom because this couch isn't very big?'

'Ok fine,' she said grudgingly. 

Both of us ran into the bedroom. I was planning on throwing her onto the bed and fucking her straight away but she got me by surprise and pushed me onto the bed instead. She stood at the front of the bed and slowly unzipped the back of her dress. I watched mesmerized as she lowered the front of her dress. Her breasts were revealed to me so slowly and I just wanted to rip the dress from her body. Once her breasts were out in the open, she just let the dress fall to the floor. I sat up and went to the front of the bed where she stood. From where she stood and I sat, her breast were inches from my face. 

'You were saying right here was fine?' I said to her in almost a whisper as I ran my hand through the golden curls of her pubic hair. 

'Yeah.'

'Right here?' I asked again.

This time I slip two of my fingers in between those waiting lips. She instinctively tightened her pussy around my fingers.

'Yes, right there,' she gasped.

I slipped more fingers into her and spread her pussy lips wide. Reese let out a loud cry and grabbed my hand.

'Right here?' I asked once more.

'YES!' she said loudly.

I grabbed her by the waist and swung her onto the bed. Reese's skin was so smooth and shined in the afternoon light. It was a magnificent feeling to feel the warmth of her body against mine. I lightly ran my tongue over her nipples eliciting several soft gasps from Reese. She obviously noticed I made no attempted to move for her vagina so she did it herself and slowly started to masturbate as I continued so suck on her breasts. I reached down and pinned her hand to the mattress so she could not masturbate. She was obviously sexually frustrated but didn't do much else. 

I continued to tease her in this way for awhile and she just kept becoming noticeably craving of an orgasm. I decided to finally allow her this. I grabbed both her arms and pinned them to the side and slowly thrusted into her. Reese struggled to keep her eyes open and watch as I fucked her slowly. 

I was turned on as I watched the enjoyment on her face. I grasped the soft smooth skin of her ass and pulled her up to meet my thrusts. Noticing how much pleasure she got out of it pulling at her buttocks and spreading her ass cheeks wider. It took a lot of restraint not to flip her over and do her up the ass like our last encounter.

I pace quicken so slowly that I don't think she even noticed and as a result, we both got maximum pleasure. Reese had spread her legs to an extent that I glided into her with ease. I decided to release her arms and held her breasts, still slightly wet with my saliva and continued to thrust into her now wet pussy. Her orgasm came suddenly almost in sync with when I ejaculated into her. She pushed her face into my chest which muffled her moans of pleasure. Her whole body went rigid as she arched her back in pleasure. 

She rolled out from beneath me and collapsed on the mattress beside me breathing hard and fast. I looked at her for a moment and pulled her so her head was resting in my lap. I leaned forward and ran my tongue down the length of her body causing her to momentarily shiver. I put her in a sitting position and from behind I ran my hands down her neck and over her breast and all the way to her thighs. She didn't do much and was still getting over the orgasm. I wasn't done with her yet.

I clasped one of her hands and move it down to her vagina. She took over and slid her fingers into her drenched vagina and bowed her head slightly as she started masturbating. Her paced quickened and she leaned forward in pleasure. As she did so, her ass rose from the bed and that was when I grabbed her and aligned my still hard penis to her ass. She looked back and said.

'I told you, I'm on birth control.' 

'I know.' 

She smiled wryly and said. 'You are-'

She never finished that sentenced because I quickly pushed my penis into her tight asshole. Despite her muscles constricting tightly around my dick, I managed to push it all the way in eliciting a loud moan from Reese. I could tell she felt a tiny bit of pain by the way she squeezed her fist tightly and tensed up her muscles but I could also tell she was enjoying it by the sounds she made. 

She collapsed forward onto the bed and lay flat as I continued to bury my penis deep inside her rectum. Reese started to relax her asshole and soon she was enjoying herself as she wriggled about beneath me and gasped and moaned in pleasure.

I reached beneath her and once again played with her nipples. With every thrust, she moaned into the mattress. Her long blonde hair was flailing wildly. I once again wanted to feel my body against her and laid down on top of her while still madly fucking her up the ass. I continued to pull out and then pushed back in, slowly picking up the rhythm. Beads of sweat were appearing all over her body. Suddenly at the height of our pleasure, we heard a knock at the door. Reese bolted upright instantly. 

'They're back early.' 

From the front door came her Ava's voice. 'Mama, hurry up and open the door! I need to watch TV!'

'Shit,' we both muttered in unison.

I pulled out of her and we quickly dressed. I ran to the lounge room seeing as my cloths were their. Reese had grabbed clothes from the room and bolted out is a tank top and skirt. I quickly dressed and she helped me throw her discarded cloths that were lying all over the lounge room into her bedroom. 

'Mama, quickly!'

'Coming!'

I was about to open the door when she hissed at me.

'Panties.' 

'What?'

'Where are my panties?'

'I don't know, Don't worry about it, just open the door.'

Reese did so and was automatically in mother mode hugging and kissing her kids. Her friends Janelle walked inside and the kids headed for the TV straight away. Janelle ran her hand through Reese's hair and said.

'What have you been doing?'

'Nothing, it's just windy out there. We just got back.' 

'I see,' she said smiling, obviously not convinced seeing as it was a beautiful cloudless day. 'Sorry about coming back early but Ava and Deacon were insistent. It seems their favourite show is on. Hope we didn't interrupt anything.'

'Of course not,' I said.

I looked down and noticed a little something trickling down the inside of Reese's thighs. And seeing as she was wearing a skirt, it was getting a bit obvious to anyone paying attention. 

Ava looked at us. 'Shh! TV.'

'Ok, honey. Let's talk in the kitchen guys.'

We made our way to the kitchen, Reese was going to sit down next to Janelle on the stool but I grabbed her arm and pulled her to the opposite side of the counter so that Janelle couldn't see anything beneath Reese's stomach. As they talked, I pretended to drop a coin and bent down to pick it up. Quickly I pulled out a tissue and ran and rough wiped away our juices which had trickled down below her knees. Reese realized what was going on and continued to act normal. As I cleaned it all up, I noticed she wasn't wearing panties and couldn't help but gently brush her vagina lightly. Reese instinctively shivered. I smiled and said.

'I ought to get going.'

We made quick plans for the weekend and I casually hugged Reese and said goodbye to Janelle and the kids and walked out the apartment.. As I did so I heard Janelle say.

'So what really happened?'

When I was in the elevator, I felt something in my jacket pocket and reached in. It was Reese's panties. I quickly shoved it back in but an elderly man also in the elevator so it and said.

'How I miss those days.'

I laughed.



Celebrity Liaison Ch. 08



Author's Note- The first half of this story takes place concurrently with the events of Celebrity Liaison Chapter 7. This time it's from Natalie Portman's point of view and would best be read after reading Chapter 7. It's an experimental chapter so bear with me.



I'm Natalie Portman. As every knows, I'm an actress who likes to keep her private life nice, simple and discreet. So far, it has been discreet but as for simple... That all changed when I got into a relationship with Jason Connors, a journalist from the Daily News. We've had a messy relationship but now things are stable. Thanks to me, he's a celebrity interviewer.

Well, things have been good. Jason and I are in a good stable relationship finally. We've had some hard times and even though I won't tell him, I have been suspicious of Jason. I thought he may have been cheating on me with Reese Witherspoon of all people but Keira Knightley, my dear friend convinced me otherwise. I have to admit I have been stressing out lately because Jason has a tendency to interview a lot of sexy actresses as part of his job. And sometimes after he has an interview with one of them, I can see this look on his face, and I know that something happened. But now that we have both agreed to be in a proper relationship, I think that's changed. 

Once again things fall back to Reese Witherspoon. I'm acting like such a jealous school girl. Jason interviewed her and now he claims they're friends. Who does that? I've never befriended any of my interviewers. The worse I've done is mentally undress them but I thinks it's safe to assume that a lot of people do that. But after a lot of thinking, I'm about 75% sure nothing is going on. My only real evidence to say that he is cheating on me with her is when I her heard leave a message on his answering machine and even then that wasn't anything incriminating. I seriously have to stop thinking about it.

At this very moment it was 10 o'clock in the morning and I was in Jason's apartment. I didn't sleep well, not because I was partying or anything but because I had one too many café lattes. Jason just got an espresso machine. I climbed out of his bed and looked at myself in the mirror. I was a mess. I went over to the window and just in case any peeping Tom was watching and snapping photos, I closed the curtain. Somewhat of a habit I've developed since my climb to fame. Jason walked into the room fully clothed and sat down and started putting on his shoes.

'Where are you going?' I asked drearily.

I walked over to the wardrobe to find something decent to put on considering I was only wearing a shirt and panties. I hadn't realized Jason was going anywhere today which is strange since he always tells me. But I decided not to say anything. 

'Just heading out for a bit. Work first and than I'm meeting up with some people. I probably won't be back until late in the afternoon,' Jason said without looking up.

I looked behind me to see his briefcase still lying in the corner and decided to say.

'That's ok, I'm meeting my parents for lunch today.'

It was a complete lie. I actually don't know why I said it. I continued to trawl through my clothes. I barely had anything here as it was his apartment. I grabbed a few things and threw them onto the bed. Jason finished tying his laces (which took a surprisingly long time) and said.

'Are you going to stay at your place tonight or are you coming back here?'

'I don't know, I'll take it as it goes.' I said and continued to trawl through the wardrobe. 'Do you have any bras here?'

Jason laughed and said. 'How the hell should I know, I don't wear them. I keep telling you to fill up that drawer I left for you.'

'Yeah I know, I keep forgetting. Ah, found one.'

He stood up and approached me and said. 'I find it disturbing that I have so much women's lingerie lying around my place.'

He gave me a soft kiss on the lips before moving out of the room and out the front door. 

'If you're not coming back here tonight than call me,' he called out.

'Ok. Love you, bye.'

I watched him leave and casually walked over to his brief case. It had a combination lock but I cracked it easily. It was 9- 7- 9- 8, Jason uses the same password for everything. The briefcase was full and had all of his papers, he obviously needed it if he was going to work. 

What is going on I thought? I was about to close the case when I saw his personal planner. I grabbed it and was about to open it when I suddenly realized what I was doing. I put it down beside me and took a deep breath. I am not that jealous I thought. Why do I find it so hard to trust him? I decided to respect his privacy and when to eat breakfast and tried not to think too much about what Jason was and wasn't doing but I still brought his planner to the kitchen table.

I didn't look at it but I kept the option open. I stared at it for the whole time I ate. I grabbed for it several times but put it down straight away. I was acting like a little girl who didn't want to get caught with her hand in the cookie jar. I finished my breakfast and was planning to head out the door when the speed dial on the phone caught my eye. One of the names was Olivia, who was Jason's assistant. I stood there for a moment before I called. I wasn't sure what I was going to say, I didn't even know why I was doing this. She picked up after 3 rings.

'Hello, Olivia speaking. Jason Connor's isn't in today.'

I froze at what she said. He wasn't in? He just said he was going to work. Where is he?

'Um...Olivia, this is Natalie, Jason's friend.'

'Friend? Sure,' she laughed. 'How can I help you Miss Portman? I mean Natalie. Sorry, it slipped. Jason told me you don't like being called that. Anyway, I'll shut up. How can I help?'

'So...Jason isn't coming in today?'

'Not to my knowledge. He has the day off.'

'Oh, ok.'

'Oh crap,' Olivia muttered. She said it so quiet I could barely hear. Somehow I didn't think she wanted me to hear it. 'Is that all Natalie?'

'Yeah. Have a nice day.'

She hung up and I stood still for several moments. He wouldn't cheat on me I thought. We're in a good relationship now. Then it occurred to me, Jason interviewed Reese Witherspoon before we kissed and made up. Maybe he got into a relationship with her before that and he was actually cheating on her and with me and not the other way around. I thought about this and it made sense. But then again I'm over looking the most obvious aspect of the whole thing. Reese Witherspoon lives in LA, so he can't be meeting up with her. 

Enough was enough, I went over to the table and opened his daily planner and flicked to today's page. Jason filled this planner extensively and had everything from work, to birthdays and even what movies were out in cinemas. But today was strangely blank. There was just an address. I was pretty sure that it was an apartment building downtown. 

I grabbed the keys and wrote down the address. I'm going to try my hand at detective work. Not as glamorous as acting but it seems like more fun. I was barely out of the building when I received a call on my phone. It was Olivia.

'Hello, Olivia?'

'Yes. I feel a bit weird calling but Jason just came in. He didn't say anything but just went into the editor's office. I think they're having a meeting or something. I'll get him to call you when he gets out. Is that ok?'

'Um... yeah, sure. Thanks'

'Ok. Seeya.'

'Bye.'

Why would she call me just to say that? Wouldn't it have been easier to just have Jason call me when he got out? I started driving towards the address but New York traffic was hell. I had been driving and not making much progress when I received yet another phone call, this time from Jason. 

'Hey Nat, it's me. Olivia said you called.'

'Yeah, where were you?' I asked.

'In a meeting with the editor. So what's going on?'

'Well you said you were going to work but you left your briefcase at home.'

Jason paused and didn't say anything and as a result, I swear that I could hear Elmo from Playschool in the background. 

'What the hell is that I hear in the background. Is that Playschool?'

'Shit,' I heard Jason mutter. 

Then I heard something being knocked over and something that sounded like someone jumping around. Then Elmo went silent and 2 young kids cried out in protest. Cheating with some other girl was one thing but babysitting was just plain weird.

'What are you doing? Babysitting,' I asked confused.

'No, well yes but...listen I kinda in a rush so if there's anything you need,' he stammered.

'Nope, I was just asking if you needed your briefcase, because I could deliver it to you.'

'No, I'm just doing a few things at work before I catch up with friends,' he said unconvincingly.

'Oh, ok. You sure you're ok? You seem nervous.'

'I'm fine. Love you.'

He hung up quickly and I sat there in the car silently thinking. I decided to called Olivia again. This was going to be the 3rd time in less than an hour I was talking to her.

'Hi Olivia. It's Natalie again.'

'It's not often I get so many calls from Hollywood superstars. What can I do for you now?'

'This might sound weird so bear with me. What's Jason doing right now?'

Olivia was obviously confused and said. 'He's in his office working. Why?'

'Long story. Thanks Olivia.'

'No probs.'

I hung up. Jason doesn't have a TV in his office. And even if he did, why would there be little kids there. I kept driving and eventually reached the apartment at quarter past 12. I sat in the car nervously. Should I go up there? I decided to go outside and look at the names listed on the doorbells in the building's lobby. I wore a baseball cap as not to attract attention. The apartment Jason had listed was 11F. I looked at the list and it read, "Julie Bell". So I think that takes Reese Witherspoon out of the equation. Maybe Julie Bell was just a work colleague or even a friend of Jason's. I nervously decided to press the button despite having no idea what to say but no one answered. 

I disappointedly went back to my car. I'm a shit detective I thought. Everyone is entitled to their secrets I thought. And Jason isn't the type to cheat. Even as I thought that, I knew that I didn't have anything to back that up with. I love Jason but yet I still can't completely trust him. Maybe it's just my nature. I started driving again; I might actually end up meeting my parents after all. I was driving for about 5 minutes when something unexpected happened. 

As I turned a corner, an SVU rammed into me. The car spun out of control and skidded down the street almost hitting a street light. The crash itself was at a slow speed so I luckily wasn't hurt seriously. There was a small scar on my forehead from where I hit my head but it wasn't bad. I was more confused than anything as I stumbled outside of my car. I surveyed the damage, it wasn't bad but the back of the car was quite dented and none of the windows were broken. The person in the SVU exited his car. He was a big burly guy, bald and had quite a gut on him. He would've been about 40 years old. He approached me and shouted.

'What the fuck was that?!'

I held my head in my hands and shouted back. 'Me?! That was your fault!'

'Hey, you're that actress chick!' he said. 'You think because you're some big star you can drive where ever you want?!'

I rolled my eyes. 'Go to hell!'

It was a rare moment for me but must admit, I did feel tough went I shouted it.

'You better pay for this!'

'It was your fault!'

'Go fuck up another Star Wars movie you whore!'

I swear I was about to lunge at him but luckily some woman stopped me and held me back. And thank God she did, I could just imagine what the tabloids would be like when they hear Natalie Portman attacked someone after a traffic accident. The woman was about 30 with long dark hair. She said to me.

'Easy honey. Don't let the redneck get to you,' she then turned to the man and shouted. 'Hey! Just stay in your car and shut up!'

'Fuck both of you!'

I already heard police sirens in the background. The woman sat me down in the car and tilted my head back.

'It's just a graze, nothing bad. Name's Janelle.'

I paused before saying. 'Um... my name's Amber.'

'Please, I'm not a moron. And I won't go to the press either. I've had my dealings with famous people.'

'Right,' I said sarcastically. 

'No seriously. You're not the most famous person I've seen, no offense,' she said as she cleaned the graze on my forehead with a handkerchief. 

The police arrive and immediately the man went over to them and told his side of the story. In other words, he told a lie. Suddenly a young girl about 6 years old came over and tugged at Janelle's shirt. 

'Janelle. Deacon spilt his juice.'

'Ava...um... I'll be there in a second.'

Ava looked around curiously and looked at me for several moments. Suddenly a large smile spread across her face and she said.

'Hey, you're Queen Amidala!'

I laughed before turning to Janelle and saying. 'That's who I'm always going to be known as from now on.'

'I think she thinks Star Wars is real.'

'Then her mistaking me for my character really doesn't make sense then considering my Padme died.'

Janelle shrugged. 'She hasn't seen Episode III.'

A police officer came over and said. 'Everyone ok?'

'Fine,' I said.

'Wanna tell me what happened?' he said obviously hiding the fact that he was so exited to meet me in person.

'Well I was turning the corner and that guy over there wasn't looking and side swiped me.'

Janelle turned to the cop and said. 'It's true, I saw the whole thing and can verify it,' she pointed behind me and said. 'I think most of them will agree with her too.'

I looked behind me and became aware of a crowd massing and taking pictures of me on their phones. The cop approached the crowd and asked them a question. He came back and approached his partner and said.

'Frank. All those people agree with her. It was this guys fault.'

The man stood up. 'That's bullshit. The only reason they agree with her is because she's Natalie Portman,' he protested. 

'Sir, you're going to have to pay for her dam-'

I ran over to them and interrupted him and said. 'Don't worry. I'll pay for my own repairs. I can afford it, trust me.'

We sorted over a few trivial things such as insurance, licenses and of course an autograph and photo before the tow trucks came. When they had my car attached to the back, the driver asked me, need a lift to the DMV or something?'

Janelle who was surprisingly still here came over and said. 'Don't worry, I'll take her.'

'Thanks.'

We walked over to her car and I hopped in the front seat. I told her the address to Jason's apartment and we started driving. In the back, the kids were bickering back and forth. Janelle looked back and said.

'Ava, Deacon, can you be quiet back there? We'll just help Natalie here to her home and then we'll get going again.'

'Not Natalie, Padme,' replied Ava.

I looked back at them and smiled. 'I love kids. Must be hard raising two young ones.'

Janelle laughed and said. 'Oh no, they're not mine. I'm just babysitting them so a friend can go out. She and the kids back there are here visiting from LA.'

I turned around and said to the kids. 'Hey guys. How are you finding the Big Apple?'

The young boy, Deacon, who was only about 3 said. 'Deacon no like apples.'

I laughed. 'No, the Big Apple is New York.'

Then the girl Ava said. 'New York isn't an apple, it's a city.'

This time both Janelle and I laughed. I turned to her and said. 'Cute kids,' I looked at her before saying. 'You seem pretty calm considering you have me in you're car.'

Janelle smiled. 'Ok, you're big. But I know bigger. Once again, no offense.'

I waved it off. 'Don't worry. So who do you know?'

Janelle smiled again and then said to the kids. 'Ava, Deacon, tell Nat-, I mean Queen Amidala here, who your mom is.'

'Mommy's famous.'

'Tell her mommy's name Ava.'

'Grandma and grandpa call her Laura but everyone else calls mommy Reese.'

It was as if I was hit by a truck. Janelle didn't notice and said.

'Their mom is Reese Witherspoon. Laura by the way is her maiden name. Didn't I tell you I know bigger?'

I sat perfectly still. I didn't even smile at the sight of the kids anymore. 'Reese Witherspoon is in New York?'

'Yep. It's summer holidays. Seemed a bit weird to me, taking a vacation in New York but what are you gonna do?'

When I didn't reply she looked at me and said. 'You ok. You look like a little flush.'

I winded down the window and breathed in the fresh air (fresh by New York standards anyway). Was Jason with Reese Witherspoon? This day just keeps on getting more interesting. Surely they're just friends. But then why wouldn't he tell me about it?

'Natalie? You ok.'

I turned to her slowly. My mouth felt dry as I spoke. 'Do you know where they are now?'

'They?'

'I mean Reese. What's she doing?'

'Well a friend came over to take her around the city. I think he's a journalist, I wouldn't know, I don't read the newspapers. I think they're just going out for lunch.'

'Where's their dad, Ryan Phillipe? Aren't they married?' I asked.

'You're really not in touch with the gossip are you? They got a divorce a year ago. It was shortly after Reese's Oscar win.'

I didn't want to face the facts. I just kept finding ways to convince myself Jason was not cheating.

'So you don't know who the journalist is? Is he there interviewing or are they friends.'

'Not quite sure. I've never met him before. He's kinda cute, normal build, short dark hair, late 20s to early 30s. Anyway, they seemed casual and I think there was a tiny it of affection there so I'd say friend, maybe even boyfriend.'

I was considerably silent for the rest of the car ride. Janelle kept on talking but I mostly ignored her. What should I do when I see Jason again? Should I pretend like nothings happened, or should I just ask or should I confront Reese. It didn't take long to go back to Jason's apartment. I thanked Janelle and signed an autograph for Ava (I signed Padme Amidala for the sake of keeping the Star Wars fantasy alive for the kids). 

I stepped into Jason's apartment and immediately started going through the stuff on his desk. I don't know whether I was happy or sad when I didn't find anything incriminating. I turned on his computer and trawled through his files. I found what I was looking for, the recordings for all the celebrity interviews he's done so far. I opened up his interview with Reese Witherspoon. I don't know what was going on but Jason sounded slightly drunk and his interviewing method was pretty terrible. If this was him flirting with her then he was doing a shit job. But besides his obvious drunken slurring, the interview was professional.

Disappointed, I turned off the computer and sat down on the couch and watched the door. To anyone looking on, I must've looked mad, and maybe I was. But at this moment I was filled with jealousy and I needed answers. I sat there for sometime before falling asleep. 

It was sometime later in the afternoon when I woke up. 5 o'clock to be exact. That's what I get for drinking a lot of coffee the night before I thought. It took me several moments to realize I was on the couch and this was not the morning. It took even longer for me to realize I just had an afternoon nap. I sat up and behind me I heard someone typing on the computer. I sat up and saw Jason.

'So...busy day?'

'Shut up,' I said grumpily. 'When did you get in?'

'A little more than half an hour ago. Did you even meet your parents today for lunch?'

'What?' I said slightly confused. And then I remembered my lie and said. 'Lunch, yeah, forgot about that. They took a raincheck, I was just too sleepy. How was your day?'




Celebrity Liaison Ch. 08



'Fine,' he paused before continuing. 'Olivia said you called her several times.'

I thought for a moment before saying. 'Well when I heard you were meeting with the editor I thought you may have gotten fired or something.'

Jason rolled his eyes. 'I do my work.'

'So then why were you watching Playschool when we talked on the phone?' I asked sternly.

'It was just this annoying pop- up ad on the internet.'

I looked at him in the eyes now. 'And why did I hear kids on the phone too?'

Jason met my gaze and suddenly the mood was extremely tense. He said.

'Is there something you wanna ask me Nat?'

'What were you doing today?' I asked demandingly.

'Working and then going out with friends.'

'Which friends and what were you doing?'

Jason moved his chair away from the computer so I could see him in full.

'I was with Vince and Tim and we were bowling.'

'So if I call them will they say the same?'

'Tim, yes. Vince, no because he's a prankster and a trouble- maker.'

I wanted to ask him about Reese Witherspoon but I didn't because I was afraid I might be wrong. So I kept quiet and simply asked him what he wanted for dinner. Jason seemed on edge for the rest of the evening, even when we watched TV. We didn't talk at all about our slight confrontation. Jason was a hard person to read but I was pretty sure he was hiding something. I tried to divert conversation away to the car crash but even then he still seemed to be worrying about it. I was very sure if he was hiding something, it has to do with Reese Witherspoon. 

When it was night time, I went into the bedroom and saw he was already there reading. We hadn't said much to each other since the quarrel. 

'Hey,' I said quietly.

I climbed into bed beside him and grabbed the laptop computer and put it on my lap. We didn't say anything for almost a minute before he asked.

'So... are we ok?'

I turned to look at him and said. 'I don't know. Are we? Because I'm fine.'

'Me too.'

'Ok then. Goodnight'

We woke up within minutes of each other the next morning. I was up first and was eating cereal while checking my e- mail when Jason walked started eating his breakfast.

'Are you going anywhere today?' I asked.

'Nope. You?'

'No.'

He sat down and started eating. He then asked. 'What are you looking at?'

'Just the news.'

'Anything interesting?'

'War, global warming, political strife, the usual.'

I continued to sift through the news before seeing an interesting article. It was entitled "Daily News Own Jason Connors a Pulitzer Prize Nominee". I was excited but didn't say anything. I just opened it up and saw that he's in contention for a Pulitzer for Feature Writing. And surprise, surprise it was for his article on Reese Witherspoon. I wasn't mad; after all, I had no reason to be. In my most stern voice I called him over.

'Jason, come here and look at this.' 

He just got up and tried to look calm. When he looked at the article, a large grin crossed his face. 

'Well I'll be damned.' 

I pulled him down and kissed him. 'Congratulations babe. The Reese Witherspoon article was really good.' 

'Don't forget it had Jake Gyllenhaal as well,' he quickly added.

We happily read through the article but the picture of Jason they had wasn't one I wanted to see. And something made me think Jason didn't want me to see it either. At the bottom of the article was a picture, presumably taken by the paparazzi of Jason and Reese Witherspoon eating lunch together. It was dated yesterday. I pushed my chair back slightly and looked at him. He hadn't moved.

'So. This is your idea of bowling with Vince and Tim.'

'Damn, the paparazzi work fast. I can explain-'

'Are you two in a relationship?'

'Wait a minute Nat. No one said anything about a relationship.'

'Then why the fuck would you hide it from me!' I said loudly.

'Because I knew you wouldn't like it if I was friends with her.'

'Why? Because she's a girl? You think I care if you're friends with other girls? What the fuck is the matter with you?!'

'Calm down Nat.'

I stood up and pushed passed him. 'So what, you two are dating? Because you're looking pretty close in that picture. Or are you just "friends". And don't you dare lie to me.'

Jason sighed and nervously said. 'We have had sex.' 

'Jesus Christ. What the fuck is the matter with you?!'

'Relax, it was shortly after I interviewed her.' 

'And that's suppose to make it better?!'

'Yes, we weren't in a relationship then.'

'But we were having sex. Do you fuck all the people you interview?'

'Of course not. Listen Nat, Reese and I are just friends now. It was a one time thing.' 

'Yesterday, after that car crash. A woman helped me and drove me home. Her name was Janelle and she had with her two young kids, Ava and Deacon. Their mother is Reese Witherspoon. Janelle told me that you two seemed close.'

'Fuck! What are the odds?' muttered Jason.

'So I'll ask you again. Did you fuck her yesterday?'

'No.'

'Tell me the truth!'

'Stop being a jealous bitch!' he shouted for the first time.

'Fuck you!' 

We both stood there catching our breath. We continued to stare at each other. I felt betrayed beyond belief and I didn't even want to look at him. I tried to calm down.

'Just tell me the truth,' I said quietly.

'I am. I love you, and you only.' 

'You're lying.'

He walked up to me and wrapped his arms around me. I wouldn't look at him. He said again.

'I do love you.'

I looked up at him and said. 'I don't believe you.'

I tried to get away but he held onto me. He said.

'Don't go. We can figure this out.'

'Let go of me.'

He reluctantly let me go and went into the bedroom and quickly dressed to leave. He of course protested but if fell on deaf ears. I was soon out the door but not before I stole his personal planner.

I was going to go back to my home but I got another idea. I needed more definitive answers, and Jason wasn't going to give me any. I flicked opened Jason's personal planner. I remembered I saw a list of phone numbers yesterday morning. Surely he kept Reese Witherspoon's here. I found it under job contacts but this phone number was for LA. I looked at the phone numbers Jason had recently wrote in and saw one of them was for "Laura (NY)". I remembered Janelle said yesterday that Reese Witherspoon's maiden name was Laura. Sneaky I thought. 

I pulled out my phone and dialed the number. Seeing as it was still early in the morning and she was on vacation, it took awhile for her to pick up the phone. I could tell I woke her as she spoke drearily.

'Hello?'

'Hello is this Reese Witherspoon?' I asked

'Um...yes. Who's speaking?'

'Reese, this is Natalie Portman. We need to talk.'

'About what? We've only briefly met several times. How'd you get this number anyway?'

'2 words. Jason Connors.'

Suddenly it seemed she bolted right awake. 'You're still dating aren't you?'

'You mean you didn't know?'

'He said it was over but I kinda suspected something was up.'

'Are you in a relationship?'

'Yes and no. Listen, this might be easier if we talked in person. Do you know where I live?' 

'I think I do, but just to make sure you better tell me.'

Not surprising it was the address written in Jason's planner, the same apartment I went to yesterday. I didn't know how to play this; angry, understanding or jealous. Jason called me, probably wanted to ask for his planner back, but I didn't answer. I arrived at the apartment, problem free and was greeted by Reese. We said hello didn't get too cozy, nor did we act hostile. She looked beautiful despite her obvious weariness; she only wore a robe for goodness sake. We sat down at the kitchen counter on opposite sides. 

'We have to be quiet, kids are still asleep,' she said.

'Let's start with the big question, how long have you two been seeing each other?'

'Well it's been on and off because I live in LA. We first got together after he interviewed me. We kept in touch and then we saw each other again when I was passing through New York about a month or so ago. And I got in town 2 days ago and met up with him yesterday. And you? How long have you been together?'

'Well apart from that fling we had a couple of years back. We've only been together since shortly after he interviewed you. So the question is Reese, who gets him?'

Reese laughed slightly. 'We're Hollywood stars; we shouldn't have to fight for the affections of a journalist. I just want you to know that it was not my intention to break up your relationship.'

'Very well. But the question remains.'

'Well, it's not up to us is it? The choice belongs to Jason and Jason alone,' she said.

'So what? We fight for his affections?'

'Unless he's already made up his mind, then yes. We vie for his affections. I'm in New York for a couple weeks so don't think I won't be trying hard.'

'Do you really think it'll work out between you two? Things are already hard for me and him and you live all the way over in LA. How hard do you think I'll get?'

'We'll manage. And besides, I have 2 kids who are just starting to grow up. Now might be a good time to take a break from acting. Can you say the same?' Reese asked.

'I got money,' I smiled.

'I'm don't doubt that. I'm just asking are you ready to stop working just for the sake of staying with him.'

She had a very good point but I wasn't about to let her know how much it affected me. This was turning into a war. And I was desperate to win it.

'You have joint custody of the kids which means unless your ex agrees, you can't move states. And I doubt your kids would want to either, seeing as their school and all their friends are still in LA. So the question then is. Do you honestly believe Jason will move all the way to LA?'

Reese paused for a moment and bitterly stared at me before saying. 'If the love is there, which I guarantee you it will be. I'll even pay for the plane tickets. And believe me, I have money. Why do you think he's staying in a relationship with you?'

I was slightly confused but replied. 'Because we love each other.'

'Perhaps, or is it because you're his bread and butter. Jason told me things weren't going well for him after he lost his job because of you. Do you think he stays because of love, or is it just the sex and his newfound job that keeps him going?' she said bluntly.

The comment stung. It took me a moment to recover; this was suppose to be a diplomatic meeting but was quickly turning ugly.

'Listen to me you blonde bimbo. This is just a phase was Jason. He interviews you and thinks, "Ooh, she's hot, I sure wouldn't mind fucking her". Little did he know you were so desperate that you'd actually screw him. And then come back for seconds and thirds. But I guess I should've expected that from a southerner,' I said resentfully.

'Maybe you just don't do for him and that's why he has to go to me for decent sex.'

'Go to hell you-'

I paused mid- sentence as I saw Ava standing by the kitchen door. The demeanor changed as both Reese and I composed ourselves and put on a smile.

'Ava. I'm sorry honey, did we wake you?'

Ava just nodded and then looked at me and said. 

'Star Wars isn't real. Your name isn't really Padme.'

I smiled and replied. 'Smart girl. My name is Natalie darling. I would love to hang around with you, your mom and your brother but I really have to get going. 

'Ok.'

I stood up and headed for the door before Reese stopped me and said.

'I appreciate it. Stopping when she came in I mean.'

'Of course.'

'But still...'

I looked at her and said. 'Game on.'

'Exactly.'

I left her apartment and drove quickly across town with one sole purpose. I needed to reach Jason's apartment, and quick. I made surprisingly good time. When I was in the lobby, I didn't even bother waiting for the elevator and instead ran up the stairs. By the time I reached him door, I was sweating, breathing heavily and just generally exhausted. I knocked loudly on the door. Jason opened it after several knocks. He saw me and opened his mouth to say something but I just lunged at him. Thankfully he managed to catch me. We kissed passionately as he held me by my thighs, which were wrapped tightly around his waist. He broke the kiss for a moment and said.

'What? I'm forgiven that quickly?'

'Sure, why not,' I blurted out. 

I ripped open his shirt and he said. 'You know, I have to go to work.'

'Surely you can make a stop in the bedroom first.'

Jason didn't even think about it and carried me into the bedroom and put me up against the wall. It wasn't often that I acted like this but I'm smart enough to realize Reese Witherspoon is more than a match for me. I wonder if this is a case of wanting what you can't have. After all, this morning I hated Jason but right now, I was standing in front of him and trying as fast as I can to take off all my clothes. I felt the cold air run all the way up my spine and my uncovered breast. I was busy taking off my panties when Jason pushed me up against the wall and roughly groped my breast and kissed me. I wanted him to know I was his so I didn't attempt to stop him even when he twisted my nipple slightly too hard. It occurred to me that this was really sick and twisted but what are going to do? It also occurred to me that Reese might try the exact same thing. 

I started to feel a minute bit of wetness building up between my thighs as he continued to tease my nipple with one hand. Jason teasingly ran his other hand over my thighs but never touching my vagina. His stiff penis hung there but he didn't do anything with it. I ignored all my pent up feelings of sexual aggression and continued to press my lips against his. Jason had this somewhat evil habit of teasing me for several minutes before actually getting to the sex. It's actually quite annoying, he probably things he's Gods gift to women. Slowly he moved his head down and started to gently suck on my nipple. I just stood still and enjoyed the sensation of his tongue moving across my breasts. He reached around me with his hands and ran them over the curve of my ass. I often wonder if he wants to fuck me there because he always clutches my ass cheeks continuously. 

He moved his head further down and slid his tongue slightly into my vagina. It caught me by surprise and I let out a loud moan and fell back slightly against the wall. I instinctively closed my legs but Jason quickly stopped me and slowly spread apart my legs. He forcefully pushed his tongue into me and I couldn't help but gasp for breath. I struggle to keep my legs open and soon my thighs were shaking from the attention my vagina was receiving. I was so close to my release when he stopped. 

'I hate it when you do that,' I muttered.

'Do you hate it when I do this?'

Without warning he pushed his hard penis into me. I fell back into the wall and lost my footing. Luckily he grabbed me by the thighs and held me as he slid out slightly before thrusting back in and sending my crashing into the wall again. The feeling was incredible as I felt his penis spread the walls of my vagina. I wasn't even aware how loud I was moaning and crying in pleasure. I pressed my body against his, wrapped my arms around his neck and savored his warm touch. As I became wet, he slid in much easier and carried me to the bed and let me slide off his penis onto it. He grabbed my wrists and roughly pinned them to the bed and started to pick up and rhythm as he fucked me as fast as possible. He momentarily let go of my wrist and spread my legs apart before pinning them to the bed again. I felt my skin grow sticky and hot with sweat. My hair covered my face and I bit down onto my bottom lip. 

He continued to suckle on my nipple again but this time his grabbed them between his teeth and gently bit down and tugged at them. My orgasm had built up quickly and I felt a sudden explosion of warm liquid between my thighs. I fought against his hands still pinning me down as I savored the feeling of a toe tingling orgasm that filled my body from head to toe. I felt it seep out and drip down to cover my anus. Jason didn't relent and continued to thrust into me. I stopped trying to free my hands and just enjoyed to feeling of being fucked and having my nipples sucked. Then with one last hard push, he buried his penis deep inside of me and I felt his warm semen inside of me. I was lost in pleasure and just laid still on the bed. I was breathing heavily and was sweating quite a lot.

I slid out from beneath him and laid face down on the bed as our collective juices seeped out of my vagina and onto the bed. He curled up beside me and ran his hands all over my body. Once again his hand found my ass and I turned to look and his and said.


'You know, you can just go ahead and fuck me there if you want.' 

He paused and then said. 'Really?'

'Of course, I'm not that frigid. Don't treat me like I'm a school girl virgin.' 

'The way you were just then, there's no chance of me thinking of you like that.'

I laid face down and felt Jason position himself above me and slowly nudged his penis at my asshole. I instinctively tighten it and he gently ran his hands over my ass as if to part my ass cheeks. To be perfectly honest, I was still a virgin there but he didn't know that. 

'Sorry, been awhile,' I said.

He waited for several moments before I relaxed again, this time he did it very suddenly and pushed hard into my tight snatch. I thought it was going to tear my ass apart and screamed loudly into the mattress. Jason swept my hair back and reached beneath me and teased my breasts. I started to slightly regret this. I was panting a groaning as he roughly fucked me. It was probably just the surprise of the anal penetration that did it. Jason continued to somewhat struggle to fuck me, I must've been real tight because it took some time before the inside of me ass began to became wet and slippery and our juices. 

Soon, the pain subsided and I began to enjoy myself. The pleasure came from his penis spreading apart my asshole. It soon he got into a good rhythm. And from there it didn't take long for me to cum onto the bed. Almost at the same time he blew his load into my anus as we both experienced our orgasms. He rolled off of me and left me lying there breathing heavily and clutching both sopping holes. Both felt a bit sore, my ass especially. I turned over and looked at him and said.

'You can go to work now.'

Jason clumsily stood up and grabbed his clothes. I just wanted to sleep despite the fact it was still early in the morning. Let's see Reese Witherspoon beat that I thought.



Celebrity Liaison Ch. 09



Author's Note: First story back from my short break. This chapter will wrap up the Natalie Portman vs. Reese Witherspoon arc. Despite the absence of any sex from this chapter, I hope you guys like the conclusion. As always, rate it and post a comment to tell me your thoughts. I've decided that the series will end in 2 or 3 more chapters. The finale will appropriately take place at the Academy Awards. You can expect everyone to make an appearance. 

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I'm Jason Connors, I use to just be the average writer down at the Daily News, but ever since my very public relationship with Natalie Portman, I had been turned into a full time celebrity interviewer. Well, actually, in truth I was briefly fired but when Natalie offered to give me the names of several hot shot celebrity managers, I was back in the game, this time I'm a celebrity interviewer.



Where was I? I thought. I sat up and looked around to find myself lying on a bed. Suddenly one, no two, three, now four hands pulled me back down. Two naked female figures suddenly crawled in front of me on the bed and started kissing each other. They kissed as their hands explored each others smooth naked glistening bodies. One of the girls was a blonde while the other was brunette. Both had small slim figures and were considerably young. I couldn't see their faces as they now took turns burying their faces into each other's chest. I laid there and watched as the two girls pleasured each other. 

Suddenly the brunette pushed the blonde flat onto the bed at my feet. The two kissed as the brunette reached down and started to slide her fingers into the blonde's vagina. The brunette thrusted ruthlessly into the blonde again and again. 

'Harder! Faster!' yelled the blonde in a familiar southern accent.

The brunette was putting everything into it. Her entire body moved with the momentum as her fingers continued to dig in the blondes snatch. Her small breast rocked back and forth in a mesmerizing fashion. 

'You're useless! This is how you do it,' said the blonde angrily as she pinned the brunette to the bed and started to finger her. They were both sweating profoundly. I watched in awe as a bead of sweat rolled down the side of the blondes head, dropped onto her shoulder and slowly dripped down the wonderful curves of her body. However the result of her actions was the same. The brunette was unsatisfied. Without showing me their faces, they said in unison.

'Could you help me out?'

'Help you?' I asked.

'Make me cum,' they both said together.

'Ok,' I said slowly. 'Who first?'

'ME!' they both shouted at once. 

They turned around and their faces were revealed to me. Natalie Portman and Reese Witherspoon. 

'Choose me!' they both shouted.

'I'm so fucking dreaming.'

I woke up so startled I almost fell off my seat. I was in my office; must've dozed off. I sat up at my desk and continued typing up some mediocre newspaper article and trying not to think about my whacked out dream.



What a whirl wind past week, it's been so nuts I think it's screwing with me psyche judging from that dream. Reese Witherspoon has been in the city for the past week and is staying for the next. Normally I would be very happy with this but now tensions are rising as my other girlfriend, none other than Natalie Portman knows about Reese's presence. And so, even though none will admit it, they seem to be vying for my affections the only way girls know how to, with servitude and sex. And now I have to choose who I want to be my permanent girlfriend. Every guy's dream right? It's harder than it sounds. Funny, last year my biggest worry was whether I should buy raincoat when there was only 3 weeks left of winter.

For once I had actually wanted to go to work so I could just to slow things down and not have to worry about Hollywood girlfriends. I didn't actually have anything to do at work seeing as I had taken some of my vacation days so I could be with the two girlfriends. I needed a break. And don't even ask me who I think is in the lead at the moment because I couldn't answer. I gave every reason for Natalie to break up with me but she hasn't so kudos to her. But Reese is so sweet and has such a good heart. They're both very beautiful and kind women so basically, I'm fucked. I might as well flip a coin at this point. 

Suddenly, a phone call interrupted my day dreaming. I picked it up immediately. I wanted anything to distract me from my work and love life.

'Hello and welcome to the Daily News, Jason Connors speaking.'

'Hello Mr Connors,' said a British voice teasingly.

It took me a moment but I eventually recognized it as Keira Knightley.

'Keira?'

'Well done Jason. How've you been?'

'Tired.'

Keira and I first met when Natalie arranged for me to interview her. Apart from the fact the whole interview was a setup by Natalie to see if I was cheating or not, Keira and I enjoyed each others company and have kept in touch ever since. 

'I bet, Natalie has told me about the situation.'

'Is that what she's calling it now? How are things on your side of the world?'

'Actually, my side of the world is your side. I'm in New York.'

'Really? Why didn't tell me or Nat earlier.'

'I'm only stopping by. I have to catch another flight from here to LA but it's been grounded. I have to do reshoots LA. Airport folk said no flights are taking off due to fog.'

I swiveled my chair around and looked outside the window to see the New York skyline. Or what was visible of it. 

'Yeah, I can see what you mean.'

'Listen. This might take a while to lift and I'm here alone at JFK so I was wondering if we could-'

'I can be there in 30 minutes,' I blurted out.

'Great. I'll be in the international departure lounge.'

'Seeya there.'

I hung up and put on my jacket and was out the door. I was heading for the elevator when my assistant Olivia ran up to me with the phone. 

'It's Reese Witherspoon. She wants to know if you're available.'

'What did you say?'

'I said I don't know if you're still in the building.'

'Thanks. Tell her I've left and that I'll call her back later today.'

'You haven't decided on who to choose yet have you?'

'I'm thinking of flipping a coin.'

Olivia smiled and relayed my message to Reese and I was out the door.



At this point I should mention that our relationship is strictly platonic. This is despite the fact I have seen her breasts...

...

...

...

...It's a long story. I found her sitting in the departure lounge of JFK signing autographs for several fans. I waited until she was finished before I approached. We hugged and greeted each other before sitting down in the uncomfortable airport chairs.

'Spill it Jason. I want all the dirty, seedy facts about you're love life.'

I smiled before saying. 'Well at the moment, both Reese and Natalie are taking every chance they have to get me into bed.'

Keira laughed. 'Get over yourself. You're not that charming.'

'You don't believe me?'

'I do believe you. It's just that beggars can't be choosers.'

'I'm a beggar?'

'Compared to Natalie Portman and Reese Witherspoon? Yes.'

'What's your opinion?'

'No, I'm not saying. I'm good friends with Natalie so that'd be plain biased. Didn't you listen to all that crap I said about getting to know both of them?'

'Yeah, but that blew up in my face when they both became aware of each other.'

'How the hell did that happen?'

'I got nominated for a Pulitzer.'

'Don't change the subject.'

'I'm still on the subject. The article about me getting the Pulitzer had a paparazzi picture of Reese and me.'

A grin spread across Keira's face. 'I know about 30 seconds ago, I said I won't give my opinion but I'll just say this. Reese Witherspoon is a mother of two who lives in LA. How are you going to cope with that?'

The remark always annoyed me when I heard it. I didn't want to get into an argument here so I simply replied.

'I'm sick of people saying that. If two people love each other, than that should be it.'

'Ok I'm sorry,' Keira said apologetically. 'What reasons then can you find not to stay with Natalie.'

'We argue a lot,' I said scratching my chin.

'Of course. That's what couples do. If you can't figure this out soon, than you probably never will. Find out who's more important to you.'

'It's not that simple Keira.'

'I know you're not materialistic so I have this to say. Do you ever feel awkward around them?'

'Awkward?'

'This is from Pulp Fiction so don't bother pointing it out but you know and couple is good together when they can just sit quietly and not feel awkward.'

I thought about it and said. 'Thank God for Quentin Tarentino.'

'Think about it Jason. Spend some normal time with both of them. Simple things such as just sitting down and talking, something that you'll do a lot if you're a couple. I think then you'll see who's more important.' 

'I don't get it.'

Keira rolled her eyes. 'Relationships aren't built on tits, sex and money. It's about compatibility.'

'Compatibility huh? That's good advice Keira.'

'I know and I'm only 22. But tits, sex and money is an added bonus. And speaking of tits and sex, how's Reese in the department.' 

'You dirty little Brit.'

'She has stretch marks I bet.'

'And this is why I don't talk to many 22 year olds.'

We chatted for several more minutes before we heard an announcement over the speakers.

"All flights have been grounded indefinitely for at least 2 hours due to bad fog."

'2 hours?! Fuck this if I'm staying here for 2 more hours.' 

'Well I-'

Suddenly my phone rang. It was Reese. I grudgingly answered.

'Morning Reese,'

'Hey. I called your office, where are you?'

'LAX.'

'Skipping town on me?'

'It'll always be the dream but I'm here meeting a friend.' 

Beside me Keira smiled slightly and shouted into the phone. 'Hey Reese!'

'Who was that?'

'My friend.'

'Gimme the damn thing,' Keira muttered.

She snatched the phone from me and from there on in I only heard one side of the conversation.

'I'm good too thanks...yeah, been awhile...yep, not since the Oscars I think...how long you staying...uh-huh...yep...ok, stuff it, I'll be there. Here's Jason.' 

'Fill me in honey.'

'Keira and I decided to meet up for lunch.'

'Lunch? She has a plane to catch.'

Keira turned to me and said. 'Fuck that. I'll reschedule.'

'Ok. Let's have lunch.'

Reese started speaking again. 'Ok, but nowhere too crowded. I don't want to attract too much attention. And I also need to find a sitter for the kids.'

'No worries. Bring 'em over to the Daily News. My assistant will take care of them. We'll order in.'

This suggestion brought protest from both Keira and Reese.

Keira stood up and looked down at me. 'We're trying to go low-key and you want us hanging out at Reporter HQ.'

'I heard that Jason. Keira's right.'

'Trust me. Anyone bothers us and I'll fire them.'



Keira and I left the airport and headed towards the office. We ordered pizza ahead and by the time we reached my office. I had had to push pass half the star- struck employees of the Daily News. Reese was already there and greeted the both of us. 

'OLIVIA!' I shouted at the top of my voice.

Olivia ran in quickly. 'Welcome back,' she nodded to Reese and Keira, 'Reese, Miss Knightley.'

I slapped a pizza box into her hands and nudged Reese's kids towards her. 

'You're on babysitting duty.'

The kids obediently left with Olivia. Half the office was watching us through the windows. I turned around to see Reese and Keira chatting and eating. 

'So is everyone enjoying themselves?' I asked.

Keira smiled at me and said in an overly British accent. 'You have the hottest actresses in the world in your office and you feed them this crappy pizza.' 

'Olivia ordered it.'

Reese stood up and looked around like a meercat as she tried to spot her kids. 'I was trying to give my kids some nutritious food and you go ahead and order pizza. Gee, I hope they behave for Olivia.'

'Don't worry. Olivia can scare the crap of me. She'd make a great dictator. I think she can handle the kids.'

Keira laughed and said. 'Your co workers are bringing out the cameras.'

'For the love of...' I muttered before walking the door. 'DON'T YOU PEOPLE HAVE WORK TO DO?!'

Most of them moved off but watched us out of the corner of their eyes.

'You're so mean Jason,' chuckled Reese.

We talked without much disturbance and after a while one of my co-workers had the courage to walk in.

'What is it Mike?' I asked.

Mike Davies believes himself to be a ladies man and he wasn't too subtle about it.

'I need that folder I gave you yesterday.'

He didn't wait for me to answer and walked directly at Keira. And he brushed pass me I quickly whispered.

'Reese is off limits. Go for Keira.' 

He pretended to look around my desk as Keira and Reese stared at him with scrutinizing eyes. Eventually he looked at Keira squarely in the eyes and said confidently.

'I just wanna say I'm a big fan. You are one of the best actresses in my opinion Keira, can I call you Keira. Oh and you're great too Reese. I was wondering if I could get you girls anything.'

'How about a drink stud?' replied Keira seductively.

'Sure. Um Jason, I can't find the folder. I'll check with Olivia for its whereabouts.'

I grinned and said. 'You say that like you didn't walk into my office and take in from me this morning.'

Mike laughed nervously before saying. 'I'll get your drinks.'

Keira stood up and said. 'I'll help you.'

Keira approached Mike and slid her arm into his. 'Lead the way Mike.'

As Keira walked passed I stopped her and whispered. 'I think the man can handle holding three bottles of Coke.'

Keira gave me a wry smile and said. 'He's kinda cute.' 

When they left, I turned to Reese and said. 'That's trouble.' 

Reese put her plate down and summed me up. 'You look exhausted Jason.'

'I feel like I'm in a never ending game of tug-of-war. And I'm the rope.'

She obviously knew I was referring to my relationships with her and Natalie but she kept quiet. 

'I hate you. You know that,' she said quietly.

The comment struck me by surprise. I just stared at her and waited for her to continue.

'I hate that I love you so much and yet you're not willing to come to a decision with me and Natalie.' 

'I-'

She interrupted me and continued. 'I know that it's hard for you. But it's harder for me. Knowing that the moment after we have sex, you leave my house and go to yours and end up sleeping with her.'

'I'm trying.'

'I'm only in town for one more week. So you can choose her or follow me to LA.'

'Wait a minute. If I stay with you, I have to go to LA?'

'No I didn't mean that,' Reese replied quickly.

'I have a life here.'

'I'm sorry, it just slipped out. We can make it work if you stay here.'

'Can we?' I asked firmly. 

There was a tense silence before Reese said quietly. 'Since when did we become the type of couple that argues over petty things?'

I smiled slightly. 'According to Keira, that's what couples do.'

'Only the fucked up ones,' she chuckled.

The smile disappeared from my face. 'So by your reasoning, Natalie and I are a fucked up couple?'

'That wasn't what I meant. Why? Do you guys argue a lot?'

For the first time since I met her, I looked at Reese with a tiny bit of disdain. The funny thing is, there was no reason for it. My time as celebrity interviewer has changed my views of several celebrities; some for good and some bad. In the case of Reese, I believe her to be a kind and gentle person but she hides a lot of her nastier qualities. I'm yet to see them. Or maybe she just doesn't have any, 

'Natalie and I are fine thanks,' I replied.

She noticed my tone and said. 'There was no malice or jealousy in the question Jason.'

She swept back her long golden hair and flashed me her smile; the same smile that has captivated the world. Who the fuck was I to resist? My tiny bit of anger washed away. I went up to her and embraced her. 

'Sorry, I am really tired. I don't like arguing with you.'

Reese looked at me with a bemused expression. 'That was your idea of an argument?'

I laughed and gently kissed her on the cheek.

'Seriously, what are we going to do?' she asked.

'About our living situation?'

She nodded. People have asked me about this and all I've said is that we'd work it out. I never did know how.

'I can't move cities Reese. This is has been my home for almost 10 years now.'

'I won't move from LA. My kids, my job.'

'Same reasons for me except for the kids thing.'

'If you and I work out. You won't need a job. That leaves just friends.'

'Friends and lifestyle.'

And that moment. Keira and Mike walked in laughing. They quickly paused when they saw we were in the middle of a tense conversation.

'Are we interrupting?' asked Keira as she put down the drinks.

'A tiny bit,' Reese answered.

'Can we go to your office Mike?' asked Keira.

'Don't have one.'

We were all silent for a moment when suddenly Keira accidentally (according to her) spilt her Coke onto Mike's shirt.

'Damn! Jason, we're going to need to use your bathroom.'

'Perks of having a damn good office,' I said nodding towards my private bathroom. 

They went inside and closed the door. We heard them giggle like school kids but Reese and I ignored them and went back to talking about us. 

'So...um... are you willing to forget about friends and your nice lifestyle for little old me?'

It was then that I immediately knew my answer. I couldn't look at her. I turned away and looked at the New York skyline still covered slightly with fog. It's amazing how this different lifestyles thing has ruined another relationship; my first relationship with Natalie and now this. Reese approached me and lightly touched my chin and lifted my head so that I looked her squarely into the eyes. 

'You've made your decision haven't you?'

I had a terrible feeling inside of me, like some bad surgeon was tearing at my heart. I couldn't bear to look at her. Reese was tearing up as well but she still kept her smile. 

'It's ok,' she whispered.

She tried to look at me but I always averted my gaze. 'I understand Jason.'

She wiped away her tears and hugged me. I felt like smashing something at the moment. This is probably the easiest breakup ever but it was still the most painful.

'I would if I could,' I whispered into her ear.

'I know.'

We held each other for a long time. Suddenly Natalie of all people walked into the office. Reese and I both turned to face her. None of us knew what to say. Natalie was surprised to see Reese here. Reese was still holding back tears and I just simply felt and looked like crap. What I would give for something to interrupt this awkward moment I thought. It was then that the bathroom door suddenly sprung open as the latch broke. Keira and Mike fell out in a compromising position. Mike had his pants around his feet while Keira had her blouse wide open, her dressed pushed way up and her panties mysteriously gone.

'Keira?' Natalie exclaimed.

The two of them hurriedly tidied themselves up. Keira buttoned up her top and grabbed her panties which were on the bathroom floor. 

'Plane was delayed, Jason picked me up,' Keira said quickly. 

Reese quickly exited the room, grabbed her kids and was as quick and lightning at the elevators. Mike and Keira ran out of the office and disappear somewhere. I slowly trudged out of the place just eager to get away. Natalie stood there for several more moments trying to process what the hell just happened. 



I didn't come home that day till very late. Instead I wandered the city going to bars and just generally moping. When I did get home, Natalie wasn't there. I collapsed on the bed and slept in my work clothes. I stayed in next morning and didn't leave the house. At about 10 thirty there was a knock at the door. It was Olivia, I let her in and sat down again on the couch. 




Celebrity Liaison Ch. 09



'I'm still on my vacation days Liv,' I mumbled.

'Not here for work. I'm here for you.'

'That's nice,' I muttered sarcastically. 

'I take it you and Reese are over?'

I nodded very slightly. 

'I'm sorry,' she said taking a seat next to me.

'It happened very suddenly.'

'At least you have Natalie,' Olivia said with a slight smile.

I didn't answer. I didn't even acknowledge the comment. 

'Fucking hell Jason. At least have the decency to look at me when I talk to you.'

'I don't need a damn lecture Olivia, least of all from my secretary. I made my decision but then realized I couldn't have it,' I grumbled.

'I'm not here as your secretary Jason. I'm here as a friend. And trust me, Reese will always be a friend.' 

I stood up to show her the door when she said.

'She called the office a couple of hours ago. Said to tell me to tell you that she's leaving for LA today.'

This grabbed my attention and I suddenly gained my voice again. 'Why the hell didn't you say anything earlier?'

'She said to tell you after she left.'

'And when's that?'

'Don't worry, she's leaving in the evening.'

'Good. I thought I was going to have to do one of those clichéd romance movie thing where I run through the airport to meet her. I'm going to her apartment.'

Olivia leapt past me and grabbed the keys to my car. 'You're not driving. You look like you can't even boil a pot of coffee at the moment. I'll drive.'



Olivia made shockingly poor time whilst driving. But we did eventually get there. Conversation had been rather mute. When she parked the car, I just sat there. She turned to me and said.

'Are you actually going to make it work with Natalie or is this a case of "if Reese can't have me, no one can" '.

'One step at a time Liv.'

'Want my advice?'

'Not really but I get the feeling I'm going to receive it anyway.'

Olivia smiled and said. 'Don't turn this meeting into anything. Just say goodbye.'

I returned the smile and got out of the car. I stopped and poked my head back in and said.

'Liv?'

'Yeah Jason.'

'Thanks.'

'Do I get a raise? After all, I did only reduce your moping down to less than 12 hours.'

'No raise. But you get the rest of the day off.'

'I already have the day off. In case you forgot, you're on vacation.'

'Don't you have to answer the phones and organize my things though?'

Olivia chuckled before slamming the door closed. I looked behind me to see Reese's building. I slowly made my way up. 



I stood at her door trying to compose myself when it suddenly swung open. Reese's young daughter Ava stood in the doorway looking at me. 

'Mommy's angry with you,' she said innocently.

'She isn't the first. Where is she?'

'Inside.'

I looked inside and for a moment, I contemplated going back downstairs but I remained strong.

'So you guys going back home later today?'

'Yep. Mommy said she forgot about some things.'

'I'm sure she did. Can I come in?'

Ava just nodded and ran back to the couch in front of the TV.

'Where is-'

'Bedroom,' she quickly said.

I made my way through the apartment and found Reese packing her things. She still had her back turned to me. I spoke first.

'If you could, would you abandon your career and lifestyle for little old me?'

Reese turned around slowly. She hadn't been crying but I could tell she was still sad. She looked at me for a moment before replying. 

'I would.'

A faint smile spread across my face. 'Now I feel like a jerk.'

'Why?'

'Because I'm not willing to abandon mine.'

'You shouldn't have to,' she said softly as she returned to packing her things. 

We both were silent for almost 30 seconds. I watched as she packed and she didn't turn around. 

'I can wait-'

This got her attention and she quickly interrupted me and looked up. 'No. If you wait, then you'll be waiting for a long time. At least until my kids are grown up. You shouldn't put everything on hold for me. You have a great life here in New York, a kind loving girlfriend and in the end, that's all you could hope for. It's just a shame that I'm not the girlfriend.'

I paused for a moment before saying. 'I chose you.'

She looked up once more. I continued. 'I love Natalie, but in the end, my love for you is stronger.'

Reese chuckled quietly before saying. 'We're at a busy time in our lives, both of us. And we gotta work with what we got,' 

She approached me slowly. I slid my arm around her waist and pulled her close to me. She raised her hands to my chest but didn't do anything. She looked very gloomy at that moment. I longingly ran my hand up her side and grazed her breast through the thin material of her blouse. 

She smiled before stepping back. She raised her hand to my chest again but this time she tidied up my shirt and jacket. 'I want you to go home, and I want you to make it work with Natalie. Love each other, hell, get married, and squeeze out a few.'

I laughed loudly. 'Squeeze out a few? Please Reese, your kids sometimes annoy the hell out of me. I can't handle a dog not to mention kids.'

'Be nice.'

We both just smiled at each other. I could see her tearing up again.

'You need a lift to the airport later on?'

'We'll be fine thanks.'

'I just wanted to stop by. So unless you're willing to give me break- up sex, I have to get going,' I said as I wiped a tear from her cheek.

Reese laughed. 'Not today mister.'

I exited the room slightly less depressed than I was when I entered. I was almost at the door when I turned around to see Reese follow me. I smiled and said.

'You know. I'm a hopeless romantic.'

'I know.'

'So let's make a deal. When Deacon over there turns 21, if we're still both single. I'll throw aside my pen and New York lifestyle and you throw away those Oscars and Golden Globes and we get married.'

Reese laughed loudly at the idea. Where would we stay, LA or the Big Apple?'

'Well by then, you'll have no kids to deal with or movies to make so you can come over here.'

'But then again, you'll have so many ex- girlfriends that you'll have to move to LA,' she quickly said with a laugh. 

'What do you say when, and if, the time comes, we flip a coin.'

Reese laughed again and nodded in agreement. 'So does that mean we're engaged?'

'Only if we're still single by then.'

'Gosh I hope I'm not still single by then. I'd almost be fifty when Deacon turns 21.'

I headed for the door once more, this time with a large smile on my face.

'Deacon, Ava, take care of your mom for me.'

'We will,' both kids said in unison.

And with that, I left the apartment and didn't look back.



There was a long drive to Long Island from there. Olivia continued to come with me. Although I knew she was dying to know what happened. She knew that this wasn't something I was going to talk about. So instead, she and I just chatted about everyday things. I was more satisfied than happy with my situation. When we finally arrive at Natalie's house. Once again I didn't want to get out the car. But then I saw Keira Knightley stumble out happily like it was her own house. I basically leapt out the car and ran up to her. 

'Shouldn't you be in LA by now?' I asked.

'Jason! Haven't seen you since that exodus from your office yesterday. How's Reese?'

'Leaving for LA later this afternoon.'

'Didn't work out? What happened?'

'Different lifestyles.'

Keira almost laughed. 'Isn't that the reason you and Nat broke up the first time?'

'Yep,' I said in a melancholy tone.

'But you were making it work weren't you?'

'Yeah but there was a big aspect of freedom and independence about our relationship. But with Reese living in LA, it just wouldn't work.'

'I'm sorry Jason.'

'Yeah, me too. Is Nat in there?'

'Yep. I ditched Mike not long after I left the office and talked to her. She let me stay the night.'

'What'd you say?'

'Don't worry, my words were very kind towards you but I think she knows that we've struck up a friendship so she probably doesn't trust me as much as she use to.'

'I gotta go in their and straighten everything out. I'll talk to you about your situation after.'

Keira looked baffled. 'What situation?'

'With Mike. I can't let you go around sleeping with my co- workers.'

Keira laughed. 'Don't worry. There aren't many lookers at the Daily News.'

'You can come in the house you know.'

'No, I'm leaving the battlefield for you and Nat. I'm going to chat with Olivia.'

I approached the front door before turning around and asking. 

'She's not that pissed off at me is she?'

Keira just raised an eyebrow at me before talking with Olivia. I entered the door and saw Natalie in the lounge room looking out the window. Without looking at me, she said.

'I don't know why I've stuck with you for this long.'

'Yeah, me neither.'

Natalie chuckled quietly. 'So can I ask what happened yesterday when I came to the office?'

I paused for a long time before simply saying. 'I chose you.'