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Lonely Rhodes

By: PaulStevens



Author's note: This is a story idea I had it could be a short one time thing for these two or something more. And yes, I am quite aware there is no star named Kelsey Rhodes but for the sake of this story there is. 

Also, thanks Celibacy For Jealousy for the editing.

"...in entertainment news, music superstar Kelsey Rhodes was at it again last night." Brett's radio blared as he pulled into the outfitter's parking lot. He continued listening as he secured a few items before exiting the vehicle. "She caused quite a stir last night by getting into a drunken fight at a trendy New York club..."

Brett, having heard enough, switched off the radio and exited the vehicle. As interested as he was in who the pop scene's latest starlet had done today, the draw of two weeks of wilderness was far more appealing. Brett loved spending time in the northern wilderness, and had been meaning to get to this particular spot for quite some time.

He had planned this trip with his two best friends, but both had been forced to withdraw. Not that he blamed either of them. What were the chances of a sudden death in the family for his friend Fred, coinciding with a major murder case that tied his cop friend Chris's hands? Slim to none. 

Still, Brett would not be denied. He had planned this trip for months, years even. In truth, he had this quest ever since his uncle had bought the cabin up here. It had taken a while to convince his friends to come, acquire the use of the cabin for two weeks, and get the time off from work. So despite the setbacks of his friends not being able to come, Brett was determined to make this a good two weeks.

Brett acquired his supplies from the outfitter, and within the hour he was out on the water, preferring to reach the island cabin by canoe. He felt that using the helicopter to reach the island was cheating. He was in the minority though, as most of those who stayed in the cabins on the small island reached it by the local helicopter charter service.

To him, the helicopter took away from the magic of the place. It was an island at the center of a northern Minnesota lake. Some time ago, an entrepreneurial individual had erected a few small cabins on the island. It had been intended to be a small hotel, but traffic was too low. They had been sold off or leased out over the years. During summer holidays, the island was a popular spot, especially for the Forth of July, as fireworks over the lake were breathtaking. 

However, near the end of the summer, the place emptied out, in fear that the Minnesota fall would come early. Brett was not fazed by the change, and was quite looking forward to having the island to himself. It would be two weeks free of the rat race of suburban life, a chance to reconnect with nature and himself. Plus, he figured it would be a great opportunity to write a bit, as being away from numerous distractions was bound to help.

"Distractions," he thought, as he paddled the canoe across one of the smaller lakes that connected to the lake the island was on. It was amazing how much the modern world could distract someone. Work, sports, TV, movies, news, music, and of course the constant updates about stars like Kelsey Rhodes. Brett chuckled a bit thinking of her. She was a typical pop starlet, mid-twenties with a decent sound, but likely more mixing than actually voice. From the sound of it earlier, the slutty insta-star had gotten drunk the night before, and got into a fight. His mind wandered at this, imagining the sexy star getting into a chick fight with another hot club patron. "Just maybe some skin was bared in the fight..." Brett thought to himself before snapping to reality. He shook off the thought as another popped into his head. "God I need to get laid." It was true. It had been a while. And considering he was about to spend two weeks alone on an island, something told him it would be a while longer. To keep his mind off of the horniness, he returned to his previous train of thought.

The fascination the world had with people like Kelsey Rhodes was a good assessment of what was wrong with modern society in his opinion. That they continued to idolize and support such a self-centered individual was amazing. It was escapism in Brett's opinion. People would rather follow people like Kelsey than focus on there own lives. Instead of facing their problems, they diverted their attention, focusing instead on those who, seemingly overnight, could have anything and do anything they wanted.

Brett had to admit that he too was escaping. After all, that was what this trip was about. At least here though, he could get some semblance of sanity. Out here, it was just him, his canoe, and the wilderness. Unlike his natural habitat, he and the wilderness had come to a respectful understanding years ago, and they had long enjoyed an easy, peaceful existence with one another.

Brett admired the beauty of the island as he carefully guided the canoe into a small landing near the cabin an hour later. It was late afternoon, and Brett moved quickly, wanting to get situated before sun set.

He unloaded and secured the canoe before heading up to the cabin. He also went through the cabins' checklist, switching on the power, water, and gas. He then made a quick dinner for himself. Afterwards, he spent the rest of the evening enjoying a small campfire while pondering life before he turned in for the night.

The next day, he decided to explore the island a bit. He had seen some of the other cabins during the various parties that went on in previous visits, but had never had full access to the entire island. Besides, there were a few spots, like the small waterfall at the center, that he was anxious to visit while they were not packed with tourists.

As he neared a cabin that overlooked the island's largest beach, he heard a soft moaning coming from the large rocks that bordered the sand. Curious, Brett crept closer to the rock to get a better view. 

Lying on one of the larger rocks was a young woman in a blue bikini. Brett's eyes were glued to the girl as they drank in her sexy body. She was tall. He could tell that from her long, shapely legs. He admired them before shifting his eyes past the dark blue fabric of her suit bottom to her flat stomach. From studying her legs and stomach, Brett figured she worked out giver her well toned physique. Despite the toning, no part of her body was overly thin or muscular, and she appeared to have a healthy weight. As Brett's eyes moved up her body, the swell of her breasts in the blue bikini top drew his attention next. Even though she was laying flat, Brett guessed they were above average. A large C cup by his guess, although he was a poor judge of sizes.

Both helping and hindering this assessment was the brunette's hand. It was under the blue fabric, and its activity was likely the reason the attractive woman was moaning. Upon further inspection of the woman, Brett noticed that she held a paperback book in her other hand. Even from the distance Brett was observing from, it was clear the book was a romance novel. Brett smiled as his eyes returned to the blue top and the hand beneath it.

It was clear that the pace at which the woman's hand had been teasing her own breast had increased, and her moans had increased in volume accordingly. Brett then watched in amazement as the woman abandon pretense and set down the book on the rock and moved her free hand down her stomach. Seconds later, the now free hand disappeared beneath the blue fabric of the bikini bottom.

Brett could not look away from the woman, nor could he ignore the raging hard-on that formed as soon as he had seen the sexy woman. Despite the fact that he felt he should look away and give the woman privacy, he continued to watch. Not long after, Brett unconsciously removed his hard cock from his pants and began stroking it.

He watched her hands rapidly playing with her tit and pussy, and he stroked in time with them. Soon, the woman was thrashing in pleasure as her efforts moved her close to the edge. Brett too began to feel the need to cum rising as he stroked himself furiously in time with the woman. Not long after, the woman screamed out in pleasure. But even as her orgasm overtook her body, her fingers continued to work their magic.

Hearing and watching the orgasm turned out to be too much for Brett, and he gave in and felt pleasure wash over him as shot after shot of warm cum erupted from his hard shaft. As the feeling subsided, his lust filled mind was tempted to rush into the clearing and ravage the woman.

He wanted to feel and taste her tits, taste her pussy, and, most of all, fuck her silly. His logical mind returned though. The situation was bad enough. Not only had he spied on her getting herself off, but he had jacked off to it. Not to mention he figured there was no way she was alone. He didn't even want to imagine trying to explain to a pissed off relative why he was attempting to force himself on the woman. 

No, introductions would have to wait. He committed the incident to memory and decided to come by later and get to know her properly. 

After putting his cock back in his pants, Brett started back on the path to the island center to see the waterfall and other sites. After a full tour of the island, Brett confirmed that his and the woman's cabin were the only one's occupied. As he passed back through, he found the woman still asleep on the rock. An inspection of the cabin had revealed that no others were with her. With evening closing in, he got an idea.

He carefully and quietly made his way over to the slumbering woman and softly shook her awake. He was careful not to startle her too much because a sudden jerk could cause her to injure herself, or fall off the rock.

Her eyelids opened slowly as she awoke, and revealed an amazing pair of light green eyes. Brett readied himself in case she jerked awake, placing a hand on her shoulder and thigh to limit her movement. 

He then said softly, "Miss?" she was young, in her mid-twenties by his guess, and had no sign of a ring on her left hand. Seeing a bit of alarm in her eyes, he continued saying, "Please, don't be alarmed. I mean you no harm. If you are wondering why I am holding onto you, it is because you are lying on a large rock, and if you jerked awake you could have hurt yourself."

"Okay," the woman responded calmly, the twang in her voice making it clear she was not from around here. "Now that we have cleared that up, I would appreciate it if you would remove your hands, now that I am clearly awake and in no danger of injury." 

Brett smiled sheepishly and removing his hands replied, "Sorry, I just came over to introduce myself, as it seems we're neighbors for a few days. Is there anyone else with you?" 

She shook her head and said, "Nope, just me by my lonesome. I didn't think anyone was going to be here while I was. I was told I would be alone." 

She said the last part in such an odd tone, that Brett rose and said, "Yeah, well I'm here for two weeks as well." He paused. He could not be sure, but he thought she was checking him out a bit. He then said, "I did not mean to intrude. I just wanted to say hi, and let you know I am down the path on the west side of the island. I mostly keep to myself, so you'll barely notice me, unless you want too that is." The last comment got a brief smile from the pretty brunette. He helped her to her feet and said, "Well anyway, I best be going. It's getting late, and I've bothered you enough." 

Something in his companion's eyes said otherwise, but she said nothing. As he went to move away he said, "My name is Brett by the way." 

He offered his hand out and the woman shook it saying, "I'm Kim." 

Brett released her hand and said, "Well Kim, it was nice to meet you. I'll leave you to your affairs." He said, and began moving away. A few steps later he turned and said, "Hey Kim?"

"Yes?" she asked and Brett could not help note the hint of hopefulness in her voice. He smiled at this and said,

"Listen, I got a bunch of extra food back at my place. I had my friends cancel after we ordered the food, so I have to eat it or it goes to waste. Why don't we head over to my place. I'll cook you dinner and we can get to know each other better. No sense spending what looks to be a beautiful night in the wilderness alone." He paused for effect, then said, "Besides, I 'm on the west side of the island, and the view of the sunset over the lake from my porch is gorgeous." Kim smiled wide, and Brett was so lost in admiring the beauty of it he nearly missed her reply.

"Well, sir, how can I refuse such an offer - dinner with a great view, and a charming companion to sweeten the deal. " Then, looking down at her attire, she requested sweetly, "You don't mind if I cleanup and change first though, do you Brett?" There was a lot of hinting in that sweet tone of voice. 

So, even though Brett thought she looked fine as she was, he replied, "Not a problem. How long do you need?"

"Oh, about a half hour," she said with a smile. Brett nodded and said,

"In that case, I'm going to stop in at my place and do the same. I'll meet you here in a half hour and we'll walk to my place together." She agreed, and they set off for their cabins. 

As Brett practically ran the path to his cabin, he tried to contain his excitement. His night had suddenly gotten better. Not only was Kim a total hottie, but she also seemed pretty smart and down to earth as well. Dinner tonight would reveal more though.

When he reached the cabin, he cleaned himself up and changed. He would not have bothered if not for the fact that Kim was coming over. He also straightened up the cabin a bit and selected the meal. Leaving out the meat to thaw, he set out for Kim's.

When he got there, he knocked on her door and she opened it to let him. She was dressed in a skirt and a rather snug tee-shirt. It was simple, but showed off her many curves quite well. The effect was rather breathtaking.

"Wow, Kim you look... wow," was all Brett could say. 

Kim smiled and replied, "Thank you. Please, come in. I have something I need to finish before we can go." 

As he entered the cabin, he noted a small bag with some clothes and other items on a nearby table. 

She must have seen him looking at it because she explained, "It's a night bag. I hope you don't mind. I really don't like being in this place alone if I can help it. I figure I can use one of the other rooms. If your place is like mine there must be other rooms." Brett smiled and said,

"Mind? Of course not. What idiot would turn a fine lady such as you away? You are welcome to stay in my cabin as long as you wish. And yes, there are other rooms." 

Kim smiled, and putting a last few items in the bag said, "Good. I'll just finish packing it and then we can go."

She finished up packing and grabbed a bottle of wine to go with dinner before they headed out. They then slowly strolled down the path toward Brett's cabin. As they walked, Brett told her a bit about the island. She seemed to take genuine interest in what he was saying. 

As they neared his place she asked, "Brett, I have to know, how did you get here? I mean, you said you arrived yesterday, but I never heard the helicopter." 

Brett smiled and explained, "Well, I canoed in. It used to be the only way to this place before the charter service set up shop, locally ferrying people all over this region. I guess I like the outdoorsy way a lot better. My uncle owns the cabin I'm staying in. Although most of my family comes out here once a year, I'm one of the few that always uses the canoe. Just one of those things, you know?" 

She nodded and said, "Well it's a good thing the charter service is here, because I've never set foot in a canoe my whole life!" 

Brett smiled and looked at her, saying, "Well missy, we are going to have to right that wrong, aren't we?" He sighed in fake-exasperation and said, "I guess I'll have to take you out and teach you." 

She looked at him a little scared and asked, "You sure? I mean, I've never... what if we fall in?" 

Brett smiled back in what he hoped was a reassuring way and said, "You don't have to if you don't want, but it is pretty easy. Besides, with me out there, you won't have to worry. You'll do just fine, I 'm sure."

"We'll see." She said simply, and left it at that.

Not long after that, they reached his cabin and Brett set to cooking. As he cooked, Kim started a discussion about favorite foods, and he was pleased to find his assessment of her being down to earth had been correct. It seemed they both had rather simple tastes. It was also clear at dinner that she was not a light eater.

Brett had just met this woman, but the more he found out about her, the more he liked her. He could not be sure, but he suspected he was falling in love with the sexy brunette. He also suspected that Kim's feelings were mutual.

When dinner was over, they sat together on the porch bench, watching the sunset sparkle magnificently off the lake surface.

Brett was not sure what excited his emotions more, the beauty of the sunset, or sharing it with Kim as she cuddled against him. All he knew was that he did not want the moment to end. He was not sure what caused him to do what he did next. 

Without really thinking about what he was doing, Brett turned his head to Kim and gently guided her chin so she faced him. Their eyes met, and a silent understanding of what was next was clear in her light green eyes. His insides celebrated as he slowly brought his lips to hers.

The kiss was spectacular, better than any ten sunsets. He pulled her closer as the kiss deepened and her soft hands found the back of his head. They held each other tighter and tighter as it seemed neither wanted to ever stop. Many things flashed through Brent's head as the kiss continued. It was a battle of wills as part of him tried to say that he barely knew her. Other voices shouted it down. Mostly it was the lust and wine that drove him. It was not the only thing though. Something deep and strong from the very fiber of his being seemed to say, "You've found her Brett. This is the one, don't ever let her go."

As he pushed his tongue into her willing mouth and their tongues began a dance, the voice from deep within him grew stronger until he knew one thing: He would hold her in his arms forever, if she would let him.

When the kiss finally broke, their eyes met again, and although she said nothing, he could almost hear her inner voice answering his. They stared at each other like that for a while, silently communicating. Then, a new emotion began to take over both of them, seemingly at the same time: desire. Pure, unbridled desire for Kim swept over Brett, for he could see in her eyes that she felt the same for him. He pulled her into a deep kiss before grabbing her and raising her from the bench. A lady such as her deserved the bedroom.

When he reached the bedroom, he set her on the bed and they each began quickly removing clothing. In seconds, both were naked, and Kim made the first move. She scampered across the bed to the edge where Brett stood, and immediately put her mouth around his hard shaft.

In seconds, everything but the warm mouth and swirling tongue seemed to dissolve into nothing. Brett just enjoyed the feeling as pleasure washed over him again and again. Some time later, whether minutes or seconds, he did not know, he felt himself go over the edge, and he came in Kim's waiting mouth.

When Brett had recovered, the feelings he had felt after watching her cum on the rock returned. This time, she lay on the bed inviting his advances. Brett wasted no time, and crawled across the bed until he straddled her. 

After a deep kiss, he began kissing and caressing his way down her toned body. He of course paid special attention to her firm tits. He kneaded them, sucked them, and teased her swollen nipples. His efforts received moans of pleasure from Kim as he worked.


Lonely Rhodes Ch. 02



Author Note: Thanks for all the positive feedback on the first part. I hope you enjoy part 2. Thanks again to Celibacy For Jealousy for the edits.

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"...only a few more days baby. I'm actually giddy, can you believe that? Even after all this tour has taken out of me, the knowledge that I'll see you again soon is so exciting!" Kim said over the phone. 

Brett smiled and chuckling said, "Well I have no doubt, and I can't wait to see you either, Kim." Then switching to a serious tone, he added, "However, that does not mean you can neglect the remaining shows between now and then. There are good, hard working people in Wisconsin and Chicago that have paid good money to see their favorite singer, and I don't want to hear you were slacking off."

"Yes Father," Kim replied in mock seriousness.

"Sorry," Brett said a little embarrassed and afraid he had gone too far.

It was hard to tell over the phone. On the island, he had learned to read her face. But with these phone calls, he did not have that benefit. Frankly, he was still shocked that the calls continued to come. He was not quite as shocked as the day the first one came in. He still remembered picking up an unknown number one night and being rewarded with Kim's sweet voice.

Since that first call, the chats had become nearly nightly. At first Kim used it as an outlet to vent, but as the weeks rolled on they became more. Discussions of Kim's day grew into discussion about Brett's day. Brett had been against this at first, but Kim insisted. She liked it, she told him, because she was interested and because it helped her feel a little normal to hear about an average day. Mostly though, she said she kept calling because she missed him, and because he was such a good listener.

"No, don't apologize," Kim replied. "You're right babe, I gotta focus. My fans are most important. Without them, there would be no tour. Still, that doesn't mean I'm not looking forward to being in the arms of Kim Ryder's number one fan."

"I'm sure your mom will be glad to see you too." Brett joked, unable to help himself.

"No, well, I won't deny mom is a number one fan," She said quickly before continuing in a sexy voice, "But, the number one fan I'm referring to is tall, handsome, and the thought of what I'm going to do with him makes my pussy wet. In fact, my pussy has been aching to have his wonderful cock buried in it for weeks." At the sound of her description, the cock in question became rock hard.

"Oh, believe me," Brett said adjusting his suddenly tight pants quickly, "That fan and his cock are very anxious to see you and satisfy that ache of yours."

"Mm, glad to hear it," Kim purred, cutting Brett off. "But now we have a problem baby. My panties are soaked. I guess all this talk about you and your cock got me horny, and now my pussy is dripping wet."

"What about your nipples?" Brett asked.

"Rock hard, you naughty boy. How about you? How's that big cock of yours doing?"

"Hard as steel baby," Brett stated, doing his best porn star impression. 

Kim giggled before saying, "Good. Now stroke it for me. Start slow." 

Brett complied, speeding up his stroking when she told him. From the increased heaviness of breath in her voice he could tell that she was working herself off too.

"So, where are those busy hands of yours, sexy?" Brett asked.

She moaned before replying between gasps, "I got two... fingers in my pussy...and I'm kneading...my left tit with... my right hand." Brett was reminded of the day on the rocks and as the image filled his mind. The urge to cum grew much stronger. Still he worked in compliance with her instructions.

Not long after when Brett could hear that she too was close she said, "Okay baby... give it everything." She moaned softly and continued, "Cum for me... cum for Kimmmmeeee." 

Kim held the word as Brett heard her orgasm take her. Brett heard little else after that, because just after she came, Brett's body convulsed and his cum erupted from his shaft.

When they had calmed down, Kim said, "You know, it's a good thing the storm put us in a hotel for the night, because this would not have been fun to explain on the bus. I just wish I could have the real thing."

"We'll be together soon enough, babe. You just need to focus and be a good girl for a few more days and then we can have some fun." Without waiting for a reply, Brett checked the clock. Seeing it was late he said, "Look, Kim, it's getting mighty late, and those of us non-pop stars have to go to work tomorrow, so I think it's time to say goodnight."

"Yeah, I better be getting some sleep too. Thanks for the chat and for playing along."

"My pleasure on both accounts. Sweet dreams, baby. Goodnight."

"You too, goodnight darling."

Brett hung up the phone, still amazed that he was wishing a mega-star goodnight. Even more, he was sad that she was not lying in his arms, cuddled against him. He had felt completeness those nights on the island with Kim, his love, cuddled against him. Now there was a vacancy he that he often wondered if someday it could be filled for more than a passing moment. Kim's schedule and lifestyle at the moment indicated it would be a while before they could have any kind of permanence.

The next few days were full of anticipation for both him and Kim. Brett was glad that the tour was to roll into town on a Sunday, as tying to focus on work those last few days with sexy images of Kim filling his head would have probably been counterproductive.

On Sunday, the arrival of Kelsey and her entourage was big news. Due to demand, she had not only sold out the Sunday show, but a second show on Monday as well. Both Kim and Brett were glad of the additional day. Although it seemed Kim was staying either way, as Brett remembered her saying, "Oh, I'm not leaving without seeing my man first. If I have to fake kidnap myself to do it, I will."

Fortunately, that turned out not to be necessary. The additional show also gave Kim cover as it gave the PR people a chance to take advantage. It seemed that 'Kelsey' was planning a big after show party. Rush Street, home of Chicago's trendy clubs, would be rocking tonight. He also suspected the hotel's top suite would be rocking into the late hours as well.

As for Kim, she had other plans. She had arranged for a much quieter, VIP reception for herself. A plan which involved the magnetic key card Brett held as he rode the elevator up to her floor.

When he reached the door, he used the key and entered quietly. Upon closing the door, he set down the large suitcase he was carrying before he silently moved toward the bed. What he saw made him go hard instantly. Lying provocatively posed on the bed was Kim. She wore a blue bra and panty set that hid nothing. Through the sheer material of the garments, Brett could see Kim's hard nipples and well groomed pussy.

He stood admiring the sight for a few minutes before realizing she was asleep. Smiling to himself he removed all but his own underwear and silently crept to the bedside. Then bending down, he softly kissed her. Then whispered, "Awaken Aurora, my sweet."

Kim stirred and sleepily joked, "I was always more of a Snow White fan." She then grabbed him and kissed him deeply. As they kissed, she rolled onto the bed and Brett followed until he straddled her. How long they made out, he was not sure, but when it was done, Kim seemed to notice something. 

He felt her hand grasp his hard shaft as she asked, "Is this for me? Because I want it bad." Brett felt her pulling down his boxers and got the message. She wanted to get straight to business. No sooner had his boxers bunched around his knees then her soft hand wrapped around his cock and began stroking. His eyes met hers and he heard her plead, "Fuck me, Brett, please! I need it so bad."

Brett wasted no time removing her panties and plunging his hard shaft into her molten pussy. From the minute his cock made contact, it was clear that she was very wet. He slid right in with almost no resistance. When he bottomed out, he held there for a few seconds to let her adjust, and focused his lust on another part of her body.

Before he began to fuck her, he opened the front clasp of her bra and immediately attacked her firm mounds and swollen nipples with his mouth and hands. Kim moaned in response to this new pleasure and gripped the back of his head. At the same time, he felt her legs close behind his back, and even felt her hips start to thrust.

Getting the message, he began to thrust his hips in time with hers as he worked her tits. When she released his head he shifted to a more upright position, but still continued to knead her tits and tease her nipples. From the new position he also began to increase his rhythm. 

Kim's moans grew louder as she moved close to her climax. Brett too felt the urge to cum building fast. The build-up both of them had been feeling the past few days was driving them on hard and faster. Not long after, their lust and the hard fucking took its toll, and Brett felt Kim's pussy clamp down on his shaft and she cried out in ecstasy. At that moment, Brett felt the dam break and he too came. His body convulsing with each shot of hot cum he pumped into her waiting pussy.

Spent, he collapsed onto the bed and pulled his beautiful lover toward him. She was still shaking from her orgasm as he kissed her.

"Oh god, that was good!" She exclaimed while panting. "I don't think I've ever cum that hard in my life. No, wait, only one time was harder."

"The last night on the island?" he asked and she nodded. "Me too, but that was for different reasons entirely." She smiled and he knew that she too was remembering the warmth that had enveloped them that night, the warmth of new love. 

"You do amazing things to me baby." She said looking up at him, her eyes full of love.

"Right back at you, missy," Brett said with a smile.

They lay there having there nightly talk, cuddled in each other's arms. As they shared their days, Brett marveled at how good it felt just to hold her as they talked, that feeling of completeness back again. He began to wonder, in that moment, whether someday, many years down the road, they would hold each other as man and wife, discussing their life together and the lives of their children and grandchildren.

Brett shook it off. The odds against that were too extreme. It was too hard to see that, the way things stood now. Now was what mattered, and right now he had his true love in his arms.

As they talked, discussion of how Brett knew the name of a certain princess resulted in what seemed to be a pleasant discovery for Kim. She asked about how he knew Sleeping Beauty's real name he explained it by talking about his niece and even offered to show a picture. When she heard that Kim doubted he actually carried a picture of his niece in his wallet. So, Kim inspected it only to find that sure enough he had pictures.

"Just when I think I can't like you any more, you find a way. You actually have pictures of your nephews and niece on you at all times. That is so cute. Not to mention incredibly sexy, as loving uncles make the best loving dads."

"Loving dads? That's a turn on?" Brett asked, a bit surprised.

"Oh yes," Kim said. "Especially for those of us that want kids someday, knowing you can be a great dad is huge." She said smiling then added, "And speaking of huge, I think someone is ready for round two." Before Brett could move she was straddling him and lowering herself onto his cock saying, "I'll drive this time though."

Brett, still a little worn from the first round, put up no argument. Soon he was admiring the bounce of her tits as she rode his shaft up and down. For the next few minutes Brett savored the feeling of her tight warm pussy slowly grinding up and down his hard shaft. As Kim began to tire, Brett began helping by raising her up and down by her hips. 

Not long after, they both came together, and Kim collapsed onto Brett. He wrapped his arms around her and she snuggled against his chest before they both drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Brett was pleasantly surprised at where he was and who he was with. He went to wake her with a kiss, but instead had another idea. He snaked his hand down and located her pussy. Then, very carefully, he began teasing her outer lips. Not long after, he felt her start to get wet.

Taking this as a cue, he gently pushed his fingers into her tight hole. He worked slowly at first, eliciting soft moans from Kim. Gradually he went faster and faster until Kim was loudly moaning and panting. As she got closer, she mumbled in her sleep.

"That's it baby. Fuck me, fuck my pussy. It feels so good Brett, fuck me harder! Harder! God don't stop baby! Harder! I'm cummminnng!" 

As she screamed out the last part, Brett felt he pussy clamp down on his fingers and she jolted awake in ecstasy. Gently, Brett extracted his fingers before slowly bringing them to his lips and licking them clean. He then leaned in and kissed her on the cheek.

She looked at him, dazed, and he said, "Good morning baby. I trust you liked your wake up call?" he grinned as her mind still seemed to be reeling.

"What? Hell yes!" Then, in her sexy voice, she hinted, "I think it only fair I give a fitting tip." 

Before Brett could react, Kim had bent down and taken his cock in her mouth. Any thought of resistance was lost as her tongue began caressing his swollen shaft. After just watching her cum, Brett was quite turned on. Between his excitement and Kim's natural abilities, it was not long before Brett felt himself explode into her enthusiastic mouth.

After he recovered, they ordered some room service breakfast, which they ate together in bed. When they were finished easting, they discussed the plans for the day, primarily what the timetable on the show that night would be. It seemed that Kim, or Kelsey rather, would leave the hotel at around six to begin getting ready for the show that night.

"So you can leave, just as long as you're back by six?" he asked after both had showered and dressed in regular clothes.

"Yes, why?" she asked suspiciously.

"And Marty won't miss you at all?" He asked a little surprised, Marty being Kim's manager.

"Me, not really. As far as he is concerned, the Kelsey in front of the cameras is all that matters." By this Kim was referring to Tracy, the girl who made all those public party appearances instead of Kim. It became clear from Kim's icy tone when speaking about her that she did not approve of Tracy. 

Not that Brett blamed her Tracy was a glorified party girl riding Kim's fame to satisfy several additions. As to how Tracy had got on the tour in the first place, Kim's next statement pretty much explained it. "Besides, he tends to her needs so much that I would be shocked if he's not doing her on the side."

"Really?!"

"Maybe. It'd be career suicide because Viv would clean him out in the divorce, so maybe he isn't boning her. Who knows? But why did you want to know if I can leave?"

"Well, my dear, you didn't think I was going to have you here in my town only to spend the whole time in this stuffy room, did you?"

Kim smiled and asked, "I guess not. What do you have in mind?"

"You'll see," He said, opening his large suitcase. "Does this stuff fit you?" He asked indicating a woman's winter coat, hat, gloves, and a pair of snow boots.

"Yes, I think so," She said later after checking sizes. "But Brett, I don't think..."

"I know what you're going to say, and don't worry. I think I got it handled. Do you trust me?"

"Yes," Kim said without hesitation. Brett felt his heart skip a beat at her admission.

"Good," he said. "Then put that stuff on and we'll go."

Kim complied and, to Brett's relief, all the items fit perfectly. He then put on his own winter wear and they headed out of the hotel to a nearby garage. Due to the coldness of the day and the way she was dressed, Kim walked right out the front door, and no one seemed to think twice about her. 

Helping the cause was her stand in making a scene with her entourage at a restaurant. Brett saw Kim roll her eyes as she passed the scene that had every camera focused on it. Brett just hurried her along and out of the lobby.

Once in the car, Brett drove them to a favorite forest preserve of his and said, "We're going for a hike." Explaining further, he added, "I figured this was the best place to take you, as it's usually empty. As this is a Monday I really don't expect to see anyone else all day. Besides, the last place they will look for you is hiking in the winter, as you supposedly despise both.

"Truthfully this place is quite beautiful this time of year, especially with the light snowfall we got the other day."

Kim smiled, and taking his hand said, "I love it. And there is no way they will be looking for me in these clothes. According to the press, I don't touch anything that's not from a major designer, which this clearly isn't. Plus with all these layers, I could be the first lady and no one would know it."

For the rest of the morning and into the afternoon they strolled through the woods, talking and admiring the beauty of the woods with a soft coating of fresh snow.. 

When they were finished, Brett admitted, "Now ordinarily if I took someone here, it would be in the summer, and I would picnic by the pond. However, given it is winter, I have something else in mind. "

They got back in the car and Brett drove to a nearby town where he picked up their lunch from a local restaurant. 

As they drove to his nearby apartment Kim looked at the box in awe and asked, "Brett, is this what I think it is?"

Brett smiled and said, "Yep, genuine, Chicago style, deep dish pizza. Accept no substitute."

They arrived at Brett's place shortly after, and after Kim had been given a quick tour they sat down to eat. An hour later, they lay cuddled together on his bed, resting and letting the pizza settle. 

However, it wasn't long before roaming hands, soft kisses, and Kim wiggling her ass against Brett's crotch had them both excited. Brett made the first move and pulled off Kim's sweater before removing her bra and caressing her tits.

Kim responded with a moan and ground her ass even more against his hard cock. Unable to take it, Brett unbuttoned Kim's jeans and, in one motion, slid them and her panties down. Kim then kicked them loose and Brett let go of her long enough to shed his own clothes.

Then, still spooning her from behind, he lifted her right leg and guided his shaft into her wet pussy. Slowly he began fucking her from behind while he caressed her tits and softly kissed her neck and shoulders.

As he went at his slow and steady pace, the warmth he had felt once before came over him. Spurred on by the warm feeling, he pulled Kim tighter as she began to move in rhythm with him. Just like the last night on the island, there was no hurry, only a slow build.

Sometime later, the both reached the edge and together. As powerful orgasms come over them simultaneously, he felt pleasure overtake him as Kim began shaking in his arms. Even after they had stopped moving and both had finished cumming they basked in the warmth of their love. As it came time to part, neither said a word. They simply showered and dressed before heading back to the city. As they rode in the car, Kim broke the silence.

"You're truly amazing, you know that?" she asked. Brett looked at her and saw tears in her eyes. Brett, sensing what was coming, pulled off to the side of the road and listened

"You turned something so normal into something extraordinary. Most of all, I barely thought about the fact that I was Kelsey today, not once since we left the car at the forest preserve. You made me feel, if even for a few hours, as if I was the only woman in the world." She paused before adding, "I mean, I'm showered everyday with attention galore, and yet you take me on a hike and buy me pizza and make me feel more like a princess than I have ever felt."




Lonely Rhodes Ch. 02



"Well, you're my princess, my love. I only wish I could do more."

"More? Brett, I'm not sure that's possible." She smiled and said, "But if it is, you'll find a way. I have no doubt. What I feel is so incredible, and I know you can feel it too. Nothing compares to this. I'm about to sing in front of thousands tonight, something I love. But it's nothing compared to this. For this, I would give up singing and stardom in a heartbeat." Then, forestalling his statement, she said, "But I know you wouldn't let me, because then I wouldn't be happy." Her tears were flowing in earnest now as she said, "That is what makes you you. You seem to know me better than I know me and vice-versa. All I know is what we have is worth it, whatever the cost. That's why I called you, because this feeling is too important to be ignored. I'm sorry if I'm losing it, but I had to say that. I had to let you know, Brett, that I believe in us. With all my heart I do, but..."

Brett nodded, taking her hand as he finished her sentence, "You're scared our lives will get in the way. So am I baby. What matters is that we are together now, and that we know that whatever comes up, we can take it together. If we work together, then anything is possible, Kim." She nodded and wiped her eyes. Brett, noting the time, said, "But speaking of princesses, if I don't step on it, this little Cinderella tale of ours is going to go poof."

They reached the hotel in the nick of time before Kim had to race off. Brett hung around a bit before heading home. He was on his way out of the city when he got a text from Kim telling him he had a back stage pass awaiting him at the arena.

Brett smiled and redirected to the show. He had to admit, he enjoyed himself. Even though he was not a super fan of all of her music, he cheered her on loudly. 

After the show, he found himself in Kim's dressing room as she prepared to board the bus. She purposely waited to the last minute to see him. As they were relatively in public, Brett was unsure what to do, so he held out his hand and said,

"Nice to meet you, Miss Rhodes." Kim glared at him.

Then under her breath she said in an icy tone, "Put that hand down buddy. I am about to get on that bus and not see you for over a month, so you damn well better give me something better than a handshake." Brett looked around nervously then pulling her close he gave her a soul searing goodbye kiss.

When it was finished she said, "Now that is more like it. I'll call you tomorrow."

As he left Brett, shook his head in amazement. This thing was going to take some getting used to, but, as he said to Kim, if they worked together, it might just work.

To be continued...



Lonely Rhodes Ch. 03



Authors note: Thanks again to Celibacy For Jealousy for the edits.

*

Brett and Kim's time together in Chicago had been amazing. Unfortunately for both, the coming weeks proved to be very trying. Outside factors weighed on them as the holidays approached. For Kim, the tour was going fine, but disagreements with her manger and support staff grew more frequent.

Brett sensed trouble was coming and tried to help during his chats, but his own issues prevented him from giving Kim his full attention. Deadlines at the office were fast approaching, and between people getting sick and vacation, his department was extremely short staffed. To make up productivity, Brett's boss leaned on him more and more, which wore heavily on Brett. 

Not helping matters either was the constant pressure by friends and family to reveal the identity of the 'mystery woman' he spoke to so often. Ever since his friend had caught him talking to Kim on the phone one night, the teasing had been non-stop. Of course he knew that revealing the truth would only make things worse. 

Then of course there was the fact that between the tour, the holidays, and the rash of storms that had hit the Midwest, there was no way they could meet again until the New year. With that being weeks away it did not please either Brett or Kim very much. It seemed they would have a small window to be together right before the world leg of the tour

It was precisely that tour that was on Brett's mind while he pondered his last conversation with Kim. The label was making plans, and for the European leg she was inviting friends and family to come with her. It was a great opportunity, and Brett had no doubt it would bring him and Kim closer, but there were problems. 

Some were silly, like the loss of most of his vacation time. But some were far more serious, like the fact that the past few weeks had revealed a flaw in their arrangement. During their time together, Brett had never had a lot of stress, and so he was able to easily help relieve Kim's. However, when Brett's own stress levels began to rise, he found the easy going nature of their phone calls evaporating. He hated to say it, but he was beginning to feel resentment at the one-sidedness of the relationship. Only in his agitated state did he realize how needy Kim was at times.

He realized, of course, that most of it was due to the stressful tour and spending hours and even days at a time in a cramped bus. Still, Kim's insistence that he be her magic stress outlet while barely offering any assistance in return weighed on Brett.

Despite this, they persevered, believing that when the tour was over, things would get better. They also figured the time apart was not helping either. They tried several times to meet, but their schedules and the weather did not allow for it. So in a move of desperation, Kim got her manager to schedule a small promotion around New Year's, during the break between the North American and overseas tour.

Not wanting to waste time on this trip, Kim had Brett cleared to help backstage and the plan was to whisk her off right away for a night on the town. After she cleaned up, they did just that. Within an hour of her show being over, he and Kim were taking a stroll in a park. To make sure they weren't interrupted, they turned off their various electronic leashes. They walked carefree through the park on a beautiful winter evening, simply enjoying each other's company. When they were finished, Brett's plan called for dinner, but Kim had forgotten something in her room, so they made their way back to the hotel Kim was staying at. 

Upon their return to the hotel, they noticed an unusual amount of attention surrounding the place. Using Brett's car to gain entry to the garage, they snuck in from below. Upon reaching the room they found out what all the fuss was over.

Brett and Kim entered her suite only to find a group of people. Brett came to the quick realization that they were the people who had helped things run smoothly on the tour. When the group saw Kim enter the noise and commotion they were making stopped.

"There you are, Kim! We've been going mad trying to find you," said a man who Brett recognized as one of Kim's agent Marty's underlings. Brett would later find out the man's name was Greg , but tat that moment it did not matter. "We have to talk and it can't really wait. We are putting you on the first flight to Atlanta."

"Atlanta? What happened? What's wrong?" Kim pleaded, fear clearly in her voice. 

Apparently the man took no notice of this because he said very matter-of-factly, "Your dad is dead, heart attack. It happened about a half hour ago. We've been..." 

That was all Brett heard before he felt Kim collapse against him as her knees gave. Looking over at her, he saw her eyes glass over. Brett was sure all she had heard was that her father was gone, and her brain had shutdown.

Brett could deck the man still talking. Greg hadn't a hint of sympathy in his voice, never thinking that someone might react badly to the idea of their father dying. The man had handled the situation with all the sensitivity of a sledgehammer, and that was about what it looked like Kim had been hit by.

When his sense of hearing returned, it seemed few others had noticed Kim's condition. They began firing questions at her the same way the Greg now was. Brett's focus was on the Kim, still in deep shock next to him. 

Wanting first and foremost to help Kim, Brett lifted her up and, carrying her in his arms, took her to an adjoining bedroom and laid her down. When the Greg tried to follow, Brett turned to face him

Then in a calm voice that surprised even himself, Brett said, "If you have any sense of self preservation, you and the other vultures will stay out of this room until I'm ready to speak to you, which will be when I have cleaned up the mess you made of things." The man went to object but Brett cut him off, "And before you start spouting at me, let me first say I don't care who you are, who you work for, or why you are here. What you did is just wrong. I have a nephew in first grade that could have broke that news better. The lot of you should be ashamed of yourselves. A man is dead. How about a little respect, or at least some compassion for his little girl? I swear, the press downstairs would have been kinder. In fact, if you're looking for something to do, there's a place to start."

Everyone in the room stood in stunned silence as Brett closed the door between the rooms without a word. He then made his way over to comfort Kim. While he held her speaking words of comfort, he felt her begin to shake with sobbing.

After a few minutes of holding her, Kim sobbed herself into a sleep. Brett took the opportunity to speak to the people. It was then he found out Kim's brother, Trent, had called, and now wanted to speak with Brett. Trent had been on speaker when Kim and Brett had come in, so he heard the whole discussion Brett had had. 

Brett was nervous, but he picked up the phone to talk to Trent.

"Ah, hi, this is Brett. First off, sorry for your loss, and sorry about my temper back there. I'm normally pretty cool headed."

"Thank you, and no need to apologize," the southern voice said on the other end of the line. "I heard what they did, and they earned every word. I'm just glad somebody in that room had my sister's wellbeing foremost in mind. By the way how's she doing?"

"Not great. Once she got over the shock, she sobbed herself to sleep."

"Yeah, I figured. She was always real close to dad." Then after a pause he asked, "Can I assume that you're the mystery boyfriend that Kim talks to all the time?"

"Ah, yeah, I guess that's me," Brett admitted.

"Then I got a favor to ask you. Since we can't get Kim out of there for a few more hours and we're a little busy down here as you might imagine, would you mind staying with her until the plane is ready, and accompanying her on the flight? From what I know about you and her, I'm sure she'll want you here for the funeral for support. It would mean a lot to her I'm sure, and I would feel better knowing she's got someone with her." Brett's mind was reeling at this. 

Not sure what to say he spoke the obvious, "Listen, I can stay with her tonight. I was planning on it anyway. As for the trip, I have to make some calls. I may not be a superstar, but I have commitments too."

"I understand. You have a life too. Do what you can."

"Okay." Then, looking around, he asked, "What about the people here?"

"Leave them to me. I know them better. Although, if I hit an impasse, I might threaten to sic you on them. You left that room dead silent, and believe me, that's a feat. Now I know why Kim likes you so much."

"Speaking of Kim, I had better get back to her before she wakes."

"Okay, I'll let you go. Just don't forget to make those calls and have Kim call me when she feels up to it."

"Will do," Brett said before placing the phone back on speaker and heading back to check on Kim.

She awoke a little later and called Trent. While she did this, Brett began making calls. He pondered who to call first, but in opening his phone to decide he found he had a voice-mail from his sister.

"Brett, its Sarah. I just heard about what happened on the news, and yes, I know the truth about your friend Kim. I know who she is, music label PR rep my ass. She is Kelsey Rhodes, I'd know that voice anywhere. Since her dad just died, I'm sure she needs a lot of support, and you should give it to her, even if she needs you to fly across the country. Oh, and don't worry about stuff here. I'll cover for you. Just take care of her."

He marveled at how she had known. Of course, in order to get his family off his back, he had told them Kim's initial story about doing marketing at the label. To better convince his family, Kim had chatted via phone with the family a few times, and apparently Sarah had recognized the voice. Glad of a way out of the predicament, Brett texted her a quick thanks, and got a, "ur welcome, don't f this up," back. He then informed Kim and Trent, to their great relief, that he would be flying to Atlanta.

The next few days were a blur of activity. They were whisked off to the airport, and a few hours later arrived at Kim's parents' home outside of Atlanta. In light of her recent success and the need for privacy, the family had moved to a more rural and secluded spot in order to help keep the press out.

One benefit of this and the increased security presence surrounding the funeral was that it allowed Brett to be with Kim at all times. Free from worry of exposure, Brett gladly stayed at Kim's side for virtually the whole time. He felt she was taking it very well, and after her initial breakdown in Chicago she proved to be a rather tough cookie.

Overall Brett thought the services were a nice and fitting tribute. Although he had never met the man, he had heard stories. Brett also got along well with the family and some of Kim's friends that he met. He noticed a slight hostility when he first arrived, but noticed attitudes change during his trip around the room. It seemed after people met him and word about him spread moods softened. Brett was pleased to see that so many people were looking out for Kim, and even more glad that they seemed to approve of him.

A few days later, when the funeral was all done, Brett found the house empty except for himself, Kim, and her mother. That night he sat alone with Kim in an old chair, her in his lap, but she seemed entirely too quiet.

"Kim, what's wrong?" he asked softly. 

Kim was silent for a moment before answering, "Oh nothing. I just remember that when I was little, I used to sit with dad here in this chair, discussing things. No matter what it was, he always made me feel better. Just his presence made me feel like everything was going to be all right." Her eyes filled with tears and she continued sobbing, "And now he's gone, and I feel..."

"Sad? Scared?" Brett asked softly and she nodded. Brett hugged her close and said, "It's understandable. He sounded like a good man, and you are always going to miss him, especially when times are tough. That's when we look for comfort from our loved ones the most, but he wasn't the only one who cares about you Kim." 

"I know," she said, still sobbing. "But that's not all of it. I also feel guilty."

"Why?" Brett asked, puzzled. 

"Because sitting here with you right now, I get that same type of feeling, only stronger somehow. It's that same and different, you know?"

Brett was touched by this, and after gathering his thoughts said, "Hon, that's nothing to be ashamed of. It just speaks to how close you and I have become. Kim, I could never hope to replace your dad. That's not what I am here for. It just means the love and trust you feel for me is like that you felt for your dad, but different, and that is very good."

"Still..." she said sounding rather unsure of her feelings. 

Brandon smiled and asked,

"Kim, are you happy here with me?" She nodded and Brett said, "Then that is all that matters. Don't you think your dad would want you to be happy?" She nodded again and Brett said, "Then as far as I can tell, there is nothing wrong with what you feel." Then after a pause he said, "But if it makes you feel better, we can switch chairs." He waited for an answer but she instead made a request.

"Brett?" she asked hesitantly looking into his eyes her recent tears still evident.

"Yes, my love?" Brett replied .

"I need a favor. I need you to take me to bed and love me, like you did that night on the island. I need to feel that again, to know what true love and happiness feels like again."

"Of course," Brett said with a smile. He lifted her up carried her to the bed. As promised, he went nice and slow, teasing her all over first. He then piece by piece removed her clothes. He kissed, nibbled, sucked, and teased her body while he removed the outward signs of her mourning. With each action he could see the sexual goddess in her taking her over bit by bit. As it did, he saw the pain leaving her eyes under the onslaught of pleasure. By the time she had a screaming orgasm from his tongue massage of her clit, he could see the pain and suffering of the past few days had melted away. It was replaced by the warmth of love and lust.

He smiled to himself when she silently, then vocally, began to beg him to make love to her. As Brett sank his hard shaft into her warm, dripping pussy he too felt the warmth of love envelope him again. He began to thrust in and out of her, becoming lost in the feeling. 

For a while, Brett knew nothing but the warmth until he felt himself convulse and pump his seed into her pussy, which gushed her own warm fluid. In that moment, it seemed that more than fluid had been exchanged, as if his very being had been poured into her, and vice-versa. With his last conscious thought, he was left to ponder this before he drifted off into a love filled sleep, clutching his beautiful lover tightly.

Brett woke the next morning with the knowledge that he had to leave her again. Soon she would leave for Europe, and he had decided he would not go. The time with her the past few days only brought to head a few issues he had been trying to ignore. Although the previous night had been amazing, he still felt that, for the long term, they needed time apart to sort things out.

So after breakfast together, he asked Kim to take a walk with him. She agreed, and they set off strolling the large property of her mom's house.

"What is this about, Brett?" Kim asked when they had been walking for a few minutes. 

Brett stopped by a small bench and asked her to sit with him. "Kim, I'm not coming to Europe with you."

"What?" Kim asked surprised, a bit of pain evident in her voice. She smiled and said, "Ha, ha, Brett, very funny. No really, what did you want to say?"

"I'm serious," Brett replied in a calm, serious tone.

"What? Why?" Kim asked, now angry.

"I just don't think it's a good idea. I really can't afford the time off right now. And besides, I think you and I will benefit from a break of sorts."

"A break? What does that mean?" Kim shot back in anger. Then her eyes went wide. "Are you breaking up with me?"

"No! Of course not Kim, I love you."

"Well it sure sounds like it, Brett."

"Please calm down and let me explain Kim!" Brett said, frustration causing him to shout slightly. This was not going well at all.

"Explain what? That you don't want to be with me anymore? Well message received."

"That's not it at all Kim. I love you, okay? Do you hear me? I love you!" he said, his own anger at how this was going coming to his aid.

"You have a funny way of showing it then! If you really care, then you will come with me."

"Kim that is so not fair. You know I would if I could."

"Bull!" She shouted back. "If that's true, then what is all this break stuff about?"

"Please, just let me explain, Kim. I have no interest in breaking up with you. Quite the opposite actually. I'd love nothing more than to marry you and spend my life with you."

Kim went to open her mouth and scream back at him, but his last statement caught her off guard.

"Really? you would marry me? You really want to?"

"Yes, eventually Kim. Not right now. Things are way too crazy." 

"Really?" Kim asked, and Brett was pleased to hear happiness back in her voice. Then she added, "I sense a but in here somehow."

"Yes," Brett agreed and then looking at her said, "Now please listen, and let me finish before you react." She nodded begrudgingly and Brett started, "As I said, I do love you, and want to marry you, but I think a few things need to change before I can truly commit long term..."

Brett went on to explain about how he felt things were a bit one sided. How he needed to know his future wife and the mother of his children could be there when he and they really needed her. He explained that he understood some sacrifices needed to be made on his part, and he was willing so long as she showed that she was willing to sacrifice too. 

Mostly he explained he wanted them to take a break because whether she realized or not her life and career were at a crossroads. Soon she would have to make sacrifices for one over the other. Brett explained he wanted to give her that opportunity to find herself and figure out what she wanted most, before she made a decision she would regret. Only once she had made that decision could they know whether they could build a life together.

When he was finished, Kim seemed to understand at last. Brett hugged and kissed her and thanked her for listening. They finished their walk together silently holding hands. When they reached the house, Brett packed said one last goodbye to Kim before heading back to Chicago. As he did, he could not help feeling like they were back at the beginning. 

This time it was different though. It was no causal thing on the line. This time it was all or nothing, either a dead end or wedding bells in the near future. Brett knew what he hoped Kim would choose, and only time would tell if it was to be.



Lonely Rhodes Ch. 04



Thank you Celibacy For Jealousy and luvtaread for their help editing.

Two months later, Brett could not help but feel he had made a huge mistake in pushing Kim like he had. That kind of pressure, so soon after the death of her father may be disastrous to their relationship. On the other hand, a part of him felt it had to be done. Otherwise they ran the risk of the relationship folding when more responsibility and people were involved. What Brett feared most was a messy, public divorce, possibly with kids involved.

So he had pushed, and two months of silence was the result. He had even heard rumors of Kelsey Rhodes with some European lovers while she was on tour. Whether this was simply publicity or the real thing Brett had no way of knowing. He had to accept it, as all of this was his fault. He told her to find herself, and maybe that was how she was doing it.

Despite the extra stress she had often caused, Brett definitely missed having Kim in his life,(,)even if only by phone. In hindsight, he had to admit that talking to her had provided more comfort than he thought. Just knowing someone cared about his day, no matter their reason, was something he missed. Besides, hearing about the complexity of her life often made him better appreciate the simplicity of his own.

"Well at least it's my birthday tomorrow," he thought to himself as he pulled up to his building. He knew what present he wanted most, but there seemed little chance of that. While his mind was on the next day, he quickly called his friends to remind them about going out tomorrow. Brett made his made to his apartment he talked called Chris. As they talked Brett unlocked his door and opened it.

As Brett opened the door he found himself staring at man with a gun. 

"Throw down the phone," the man said in a calm, deep voice.

"Got to go Chris," Brett said quickly, hoping Chris's had heard the intruder as well. Then, as instructed, Brett tossed the phone away, but without hanging up. As he was led away all he could think of was to somehow by Chris time. The phone was still on Chris could hear everything he just needed time.

Brett was then led into the bedroom where, tied to a chair and gagged, was Kim. Brett was placed tied in a chair next to her by an unknown accomplice as the man held the gun. As Brett tried to figure out what was going on, the unknown helper revealed herself.

Brett stared in awe as Kim's stand-in, Tracy, giddily strode up to the man holding the gun and attached herself to his right side.

"Brett, so nice of you to join us. We've been waiting for you," Tracy said, doing her best impression of Kelsey Rhodes. Had the real thing not been tied to a chair next to him, he might have believed the ruse. 

Well, that and the fact that the Kelsey in front of him was clearly the air headed slut that drew publicity at the clubs. Tracy was definitely dressed for that role as she wore a tight, pink, shimmery dress that barely concealed her panties, if she was wearing any. The dress also displayed her ample chest so much that Brett was surprised her tits didn't just pop out. 

Tracy looked up at the man holding the gun and said, "Buck, you can lower that now baby. I don't think either one of them is going anywhere." Buck shrugged and lowered the weapon. 

Brett was surprised he needed it at all. Buck nearly matched Brett's 6'7" height and had far more muscle. Brett had to admit that outside of this situation, he would have found the mix of the ultra serious muscular Buck and slutty giggly Tracy quite the comical pair. However, given that he and the woman he loved were tied to chairs and were being held hostage, he really did not feel like laughing.

"If you are wondering why Buck and I are here Brett, it's simple really," Tracy explained. "We wanted to have some fun, and you two are in our way." She paused and said, "Well, I want to have fun. Buck here just wants the money."

Not liking the sound of things, Brett began testing his ropes. It became instantly apparent that although she could imitate pop stars well, Tracy sucked at tying knots. As he began working the knots binding his wrist behind the chair, he thought of ways to buy time. Seeing Tracy's attire, he had a thought. 

Retuning to what Tracy was saying, he heard, "I really should thank you Brett. All we had to do was threaten you and she gave us all we wanted. Silly girl, what we wanted was her life and money. Of course, thanks to all of her efforts, we'll get what we wanted. Too bad we will have to hurt you to do it. I just wanted her to see you die. You can kill him now Buck."

"Wait!" Brett shouted in desperation. He was relieved to see Buck pause. "Now think about this. Kim and I are worth more to you alive than dead. If you kill her, the fame train ends. After all, we all know you can't sing or you'd be on your own by now."

"Who cares?" Buck asked. "We'll be rich. It won't matter." Brett smiled to himself and exchanged a knowing look with Kim as Tracy got angry at Buck. They both knew that while Tracy was hooked on many drugs, fame was by far the biggest and baddest addiction she had. Clearly she had not thought out the repercussions of killing Kim. As a heated argument broke out between the two partners, Brett took the opportunity to further loosen his bindings. 

"Besides," he said, adding fuel to the fire while he struggled, "How long do you think it will take our families and friends to figure out what happened and trace the money to you?" 

Apparently fed up with Brett's meddling, Buck leveled the gun at him and said, "Okay know-it-all, how about this: I get my money or you die." 

Brett smiled and said, "You won't do that Buck, because you need Kim or Tracy to get you the money, and if you kill me I guarantee you won't see a dime."

"How do you figure?" Buck asked confusedly, still pointing the gun at Brett.

Brett then tried to explain, but unfortunately it was hard to form a logical thought and it ended up only confusing Buck.

"Shut up!" the irritated man said, Then turning to Tracy he asked, "Any of that make sense to you?" Tracy shrugged her shoulders clearly showing she too was confused. Buck turned back to Brett and said, "You know what I think I think you are full of it and trying to out smart me and I hate that. So any last words?"

Brett gulped and knew Buck meant business and an attempt to talk his way out of this was gone. Just as he was sure it was over, there was a loud banging at the door. Buck cursed and waited for it to die down.

"Brett, it's Chris is everything okay?" Chris asked from the other side of the door. "I know you're in there Brett, open up."

Buck looked at Brett and Brett said, "That's the friend I was on the phone with, he knows something is going on, if I don't go he'll probably call the police." Before thinking to himself, "I hope he has already."

Buck reluctantly untied Brett while Tracy held the gun on him to ensure he did not do anything. Brett felt his hand get lose just as there was a loud crash and although Brett could not see what had happened it sounded like Chris had kicked open the door. That Brett remembered had never been relocked. 

The crash was enough to distract Tracy, Brett suddenly flung his head back connecting with Buck's and stunning him slightly. Brett then drove toward Kim's chair knocking it and her over. Once on the floor Brett moved his body to cover hers the best he could as Chris and his partner stormed the room with guns drawn. 

When faced with two armed police officers Tracy immediately dropped her gun and although Buck looked as if he wanted to resist he thought better of it. Within minutes Chris and his partner had the pair in handcuffs and were taking them down to the squad car. Before they left Chris got statements from Brett and Kim.

They also asked how Chris knew it was okay to enter and in answer Chris handed Brett the phone that was still transmitting. It turned out he and his partner has been listening the whole time and sensed an opening and took it.

At some point during the questioning Chris realized something. They saw the recognition on his face as he looked at Brett and especially at Kim in awe. 

After looking back and forth at them for almost a minute he said to Kim, "You're her, aren't you? You're Kelsey Rhodes!"

"Guilty," Kim said after a deep breath, holding Brett's hand. 

When Chris got over his shock he grinned at Brett and congratulated him. After they told him their abbreviated story, he just shook his head in amazement. 

"So am I the first? You know to figure it out?' he asked hopefully.

"No, Sarah figured it out. That's why she covered for me two months back when Kim's dad died."

"Wait, why do you call her Kim if her name is Kelsey?"

Kim gave him a brief explanation and the conversation went on for a few more minutes before the subject of Kim and Brett's relationship was brought up.

"Actually," Kim admitted, "That's really why I came here, before the other two broke in and tied me up that is." She then looked at Brett and said, "We need to talk Brett." 

Chris, taking the hint said, "Ah, that looks like my cue to leave." Then glancing at Brett, he said, "Good luck man." Brett nodded and showed Chris to the door. They had not gotten halfway before Chris stopped and said, "Ah, look, I hate to ask, but can I get something signed? I wouldn't ask, but my kid sister is a huge fan Miss Rhodes and would literally kill me if she knew I met you and came back empty handed. And, ah, if you two should, not..." 

"Don't worry Chris, I understand." Kim said with a chuckle, "I promise, regardless of what happens tonight, I will personally make sure your sister gets something. I'll even give you credit." Chris thanked her and she said, "One more thing Chris, please call me Kim. It's what my friends call me." Chris nodded and, saying goodbye and thanks again, he left.

After he closed the door behind Chris, Brett asked, "So, what did we need to talk about?"

"Please sit," Kim requested indicating a spot on the couch next to her. Brett did so and Kim said, "First off, just let me say what I have to say, then you may say whatever you like." Brett nodded and Kim began, "I've thought long and hard about what you said that day in the garden. You're right, I have been a little hard on you, and I'm sorry. 

"While touring in Europe, I realized just how much I leaned on you while I was on the bus. I know now I did it often for the wrong reasons. It was never my intention to make your life difficult. I took advantage of your generosity, and worse, I repaid you very little in return.

"That said, it is something we will always have to deal with as long as I sing, and I don't want to give that up. You told me to find what I want, and what I want is to keep singing as long as I can." Brett's heart sank a bit at these words and he dropped his gaze from hers.

"But," she said, lifting his chin so her eyes met his again, "I also realized that as great a feeling as singing gives me and as much as I love it, I love something else more, and want something else more. I want a family, with a husband and children I love and that I know love me. That is what will make me truly happy, inspire me, and drive me to greater heights.

"In short baby, I choose us. Whatever it takes to make us work, I'll do it. I want to marry you and have our babies Brett, if you're still willing to have me." 

Brett's insides swelled with joy and he said, "Absolutely, and don't worry about your career. We'll find a way. We always do. As long as we work together." Then after a hug and kiss he said, "But you'll have to give me some time on a ring so we can make this official." Kim smiled and kissed him again.

When it broke she said, "That, and we really should see how we hold up under the public eye." 

"Bring 'em on!" Brett exclaimed. Then, pulling her onto his lap he said, "No one is taking my gorgeous, talented, smart, and sexy Kimmie away from me!" 

"Oh, not while you compliment like that their not." Then, as he massaged her left breast, she added, "Or massage like that." 

"Well I'd be able to do that better if these clothes weren't in the way," Brett hinted with a smile.

"Well, we're going to have to correct that, aren't we?" Kim said shedding her shirt and bra. 

No sooner had she bared her tits than Brett's hands and mouth were all over the exposed mounds. Kim moaned with delight as he sucked, licked, kneaded, and teased her tits. It was clear that it had been a while for Kim because not long after he had started, Kim cried out in orgasm. 

As Kim shook in pleasure Brett shifted his focus lower. Removing the trembling brunette's jeans and panties, he spread her thighs and attacked her wet pussy with his tongue. Before long, he had licked her to not one, but two orgasms. Brett watched as she lay naked on the couch, still shaking. Then suddenly, she leapt at him and pinned him to the couch. After giving him a long kiss, the lust filled Kim fished out his hard cock and said,

"Is this for me? Because it looks so yummy!" She then leaned down and took his hardness into her mouth. She caught Brett so off guard that he nearly passed out from the pleasure of it. When he finally came, the feeling of release was so incredible he could barely move for a minute.

However, when Kim rose and began seductively making her way to the bedroom, both Brett and his cock found a way to rise. He rushed to the bedroom to find his lover sexily posed on the bed, awaiting him.

Wasting no time, Brett raced to the bed. Pinning Kim down, he lined up with her pussy and began fucking her. They fucked each other in various positions all night. While both worked out two months of being apart, no position seemed out that night. Especially surprising was Kim's requests for anal sex.

Still driven by lust, and well lubricated from fucking her dripping pussy, Brett answered her request. He went slow at first, but as Kim adjusted he went faster and faster until, to his surprise, she came. He too came the final time, and they both collapsed to the bed exhausted. 

Kim glanced at the clock and, before dozing off, she kissed him and said, "Happy Birthday baby." 

Brett thanked her as he pulled closer the best present he could have asked for: his Kim back in his arms.



Lonely Rhodes Ch. 05



I hope you all enjoyed this series thanks for reading. Also thank you Celibacy For Jealousy and luvtaread for their help editing

The next day, Kim and Brett discussed the future. Kim said she was going to work on her upcoming album in Chicago to be closer to him. They also agreed that they would tell his family about who Kim really was.

Kim also said that she was going to go through an image overhaul for the second album. It turned out she had been talking to Viv, who, as her former agent's now ex-wife and Kim's new agent, during the tour, and a plan was already in motion as they spoke. It turned out Marty had been sleeping with Tracy, and Viv found out while they were in Europe. Kim also suspected the actions of Buck and Tracy would make the shift easy, as it would be easy to cut ties with the pair criminals, especially since Marty had been behind Tracy from the beginning. 

Or as Viv later put it, "My husband slept with Tracy, then got her a job by threatening Kelsey's career. Now that my ex and his little mistake are exposed for what they are, my client would like to get back to making music her way. Something the label and I are happy to say we wholly support."

Just like that, a major stress in both Kim's and Brett's lives was gone. Between that and finally coming clean with his family, Brett's life improved dramatically in a short time. His family and friends took it extremely well, especially those that happened to be Kelsey fans. Mostly though, everyone was happy that he had found love, regardless of the fact she was famous.

Dating a star openly had its problems though. For instance, the spotlight on Brett and his family those first few weeks and the constant scrutiny from national media was a bit tough. On the flip side, it did have perks.

Getting to be the envy of several hundred thousand guys and more than a few women was cool. Not to mention he got a few breaks at work and other places because he was Kelsey Rhodes' boyfriend. It even got him out of a ticket once because the cop was a fan. 

He told Kim about the cop and she laughed before saying, "No problem," as she took the address to send an autograph. She then added, "I'm glad you get perks like that baby. You went so long with only the worst part of being with me that you deserve a few breaks."

Brett often reflected on that phrase in the following weeks, especially when it came time for their first official appearance together at a big red carpet event. Brett sat nervously in the limo, not sure whether it was a perk, but knowing it was part of the job.

"You'll do fine," Kim said, looking stunning in her designer dress. "They'll love you. And if they don't, it doesn't matter, because I do," she said smiling.

"Oh, I'm not worried," Brett said looking at his girlfriend. "You look so stunning in that dress that they won't even notice me." 

Kim flashed him a bright beautiful smile. Speaking to the driver, she said, "See Bill? That is why I love this guy so much! He always knows the right thing to say." Then looking at Brett she said, "I am definitely keeping you, no matter what they say. You are mine forever buddy."

"Promise?" Brett asked playfully.

She kissed him and said, "Definitely."

Just then, the limo stopped and the door opened to flashing cameras. Brett and Kim steeled themselves for their first truly public appearance together. After this, there was no going back. Either they would be the Cinderella story of average boy meets superstar girl, or just another flash in the pan romance under the Hollywood spotlight. 

Brett still remembered his fateful first step into the limelight at Kim's side. It would prove to be the first of many times he accompanied his famous girlfriend down the red carpet. Although he had to admit after the first few times he began to identify with Jason Segel's character in 'Forgetting Sarah Marshall.' Brett quickly became the tall guy in the way of a picture of a hot starlet. 

He did not mind though, especially since with the luster of his sudden fame fading, attention on his family faded even quicker. Soon after the big debut things went pretty much back to normal for Kim and Brett. With one big difference, the skulking and hiding of the early days of their relationship was replaced with openness. Although they had to deal with the occasional camera it was a small price to pay, in Brett's mind anyway, for being able to be seen in public with Kim.

In the months following Kim's first tour and the big outing Kim began work on her second album. Not only because she had been itching to get to it while on tour, but because it would also fulfill her initial contract with the label. Thus allowing Kim, with Viv's help, to begin shopping for a far better one once the album and the corresponding tour were finished.

Kim proved to be quite the industrious one and in little over a month in the studio she had churned out another album. The best part was that it was finished in time from the promotional staff to get the tour together. So that June, after celebrating her 26th birthday in Atlanta, Kim hit the road again. As with the first tour Brett anxiously awaited her arrival in Chicago.

Upon her arrival Brett, taking advantage of a beautiful July day in Chicago, took Kim on a hike in a familiar place. As they rolled up to the preserve Kim smiled at him.

"Hey I know this place," she said when they had gotten out of the car. 

"Yeah I know," Brett said with a nod, "The last time we were here I believe I mentioned something about the beauty during the summer. Plus as this is such a fine day I figured why not take a stroll in the park for old times sake?" Kim nodded and kissed him.

As with their first walk he and Kim walked discussing general things just catching up and enjoying each other's company. It was harder for both to be apart after seeing each other nearly daily while Kim had worked on the album. As they approached a clearing Kim seemed to spot Brett's lunch surprise. On the lawn was a blanket and a picnic basket. 

"This is a perfect place for a picnic when the weather is warm," Kim said with a smile, quoting what Brett had said a few months earlier on their last trip. Brett just smiled and directed her to sit down. The pair sat now and ate lunch enjoying each other and the weather as they did.

When the food was gone they just sat together and it was then that Brett revealed his true surprise. Gathering himself he took a few deep breaths before her looked deep into Kim's beautiful light green eyes.

"What?' she asked a little confused by his actions.

"Nothing," he said in his most charming voice, "Just admiring your beauty that's all."

"Yeah, you and half the world." She said jokingly.

"No," Brett explained shaking his head, "I'm serious, and I'm not just talking about physically or even the sound of your voice. Those are just perks in my opinion. To me your real beauty is here." He said pointing to her heart. "I feel so privileged that I get to see that every time I'm with you. Even when I speak to you on the phone I can hear it in your voice. That of the countless people that know and love you, I get to see and feel that makes me feel so good it's practically impossible to put into words." Brett then retrieved something from his pocket he had been carrying with him all day. "But I think I can show you. There is something I have wanted to ask you ever since our first days together on that northern Minnesota island." 

Brett shifted into more of a kneel looked into her sparkling eyes. He then revealed and opened the ring box and asked, "Kim, you are truly the most amazing woman I have ever met. I love and want to spend the rest of my life with, will you marry me?"

"Oh my god yes!" was Kim's immediate response as she hugged and kissed him. 

When she was finished Brett put the ring on her finger and soon after they cleaned up and headed out. Kim excitedly began calling family and friends to share the news before she had to get ready for that night's performance.

That night at the show Brett watched from the side of the outdoor amphitheater stage in pride as his new fiancée entertained a packed house. As the show was wrapping up though Kim gave him a surprise too.

After doing a few encore numbers, Kim spoke to the crowd, "Those of you that have followed my career know that when I am in my hometown of Atlanta, or home state of Georgia for that matter, I always end my show with 'Georgia on my Mind.' I do that to pay homage to my roots because it is one of the first songs I ever learned. I also do it because I like to give the hometown fans a little extra.

"Now as many of you are also probably aware I have been spending a lot of time here in Chicago lately, thanks to a certain someone. In fact he's here backstage and I'd like to bring him up here for this. Come on up here honey." Brett was shocked and with no clue what Kim was up to complied and headed to center stage to stand with his new fiancée. "Everyone this is Brett, Brett this is everyone." Brett gave a slight wave as Kim continued, "Now I have been pondering for sometime making this great city my new home, but something Brett here did today sealed my decision." Brett gazed out at the crowd and could see that more than a few of the fans understood what she was getting at. "You see he asked me a big question today and as a few of you may have noticed," Kim said holding up her left hand, which one of the cameras promptly zoomed in on displaying it on the many large screens around the amphitheater.

"I said yes to. So you heard it here first folks, I'M GETTING MARRIED!" Kim said shouting out the last part in obvious excitement. There was a huge cheer and round of applause, a few wolf whistles, and to his surprise more than a couple 'Way to go Brett's'

When the crowd had calmed Kim continued, "So, it goes without saying that this will be my new home from now on as my soon-to-be-husband and I have decided to setup shop right here. We both agree this is a lovely place to live and raise our family. So in honor of my new home town I'm starting a new tradition. You see I've been practicing a certain song in hopes Brett would pop the question. So here it goes, feel free to sing along if you know the words, and I'm pretty sure you do, as it's a little tune called 'Chicago.'

Brett smiled as she launched into the song and sure enough by the second verse the crowd was singing along. In fact by the end of the song the crowd was so into the song they did it again this time without Kim. When it was all over she thanked the crowd and taking Brett by the arm strolled off stage. Once off she asked him, "So how did you like my surprise darling?"

"I loved it baby."

The performance made headlines the next day and it would be the first of many the pair would make in the coming years. Next would be there wedding a few months later which turned out to be a small but elegant affair. A year after that came their first child and a few years after that came news of their second. Mixed in with all of this were accolades of Kim's career as she continued to be an accomplished singer/songwriter.

'Kelsey Rhodes and Husband Expecting Third Child' said a headline on a magazine cover that Kim was holding. She lay sleeping resting against Brett as both sat on a very familiar rock on their favorite island. The laughter of children playing on the beach below filled the air. Brett seeing the sun was sinking lower decided to wake Kim.

Gently he shook her awake and in keeping with their custom, and in reference to how they met, he asked, "Miss?" while holding her steady.

"That's missus, actually," Kim said sleepily while holding up her left hand to show him the rings he had given her years before.

"My mistake," he said in keeping with their little game and said, "I hope you don't mind me holding and touching you like this ma'am I just didn't want you to hurt yourself."

"Well thank you for your concern kind sir, but you can hold and touch me any way you like my dear husband." She said sitting up and kissing him. 

He smiled and switching to a more serious tone he asked, "How are you feeling?" He gave her swollen belly that was concealed by the thin fabric of her one piece suit a rub as he spoke.

"Better thanks," she said with a smile before she gazed out at the beach to watch their son and daughter playing together. Brett knew that in a few minutes it would be time to head in for the night, but until then he enjoyed the moment. Reflecting on how far they had come and how many obstacles they had overcome to get here. 

He knew there would be more to face, but in that moment as he sat with holding his beautiful and talented wife and watching their children play it did not matter. Whatever came next he and Kim would face it together, like always. Gone were they the lone travelers that had once come to this island to escape. Now they were now a strong team ready and willing to face anything.



Lonely Rhodes



When he reached her crotch, he skipped her pussy and continued his teasing by working up her inner thighs. When he reached her pussy, he admired it a bit. It was well groomed, and only had a small neat patch of light brown hair just above her dripping slit. 

Brett then began kissing and licking her pussy, working from the outside and moving inward. When his tongue fucked her sensitive hole, it was greeted with a grateful moan. Between the moaning and the thrashing, it was clear that Kim approved of his actions. It was not long until she began screaming that she was close. Brett switched his attention to her clit, and seconds later she came. Brett drank her sweet juices as they gushed from her pussy. 

As she came down from the orgasm, Brett positioned the head of his cock at her wet entrance. He then slowly began thrusting his hips forward, driving his hard cock into her tight pussy. Kim put up no resistance, instead asking him to go harder and faster.

Soon Brett was doing just that, and his hard fucking so soon after her last orgasm was enough to quickly push her over the edge. As Kim came, Brett decided to shift positions, and was able to get her on all fours. He then lined himself up with her pussy from behind, and continued to fuck her.

A while later, when he could no longer hold it any longer, he came in her pussy. As he shot his cum into her, he felt the walls of her pussy contract as she came for a third time. It was only as they lay cuddled together that he realized his mistake.

"What's wrong?" Kim asked, apparently noting his distress. 

Brett then admitted, "I, uh, just came in you. I'm sorry, I should have worn a condom or something." 

Kim kissed him and said, "Is that all? Well thank you for your concern, but I'm on the pill, so we are okay." She then smiled and stoking his limp cock, hinted, "In fact, whenever your little friend is ready, my pussy is ready for more." Brett felt his cock start to harden at her words, and a few minutes later it was at full staff. Brett went to rise off the bed to fuck Kim, but she pushed him down and mounted him.

As she lowered herself onto his hard shaft, she said, "It's okay baby, Kimmy's going to drive this time. Just lay back, and let me make you feel real good baby."

She then began raising and lowering herself on his hard shaft. Slow and steady at first, but getting faster as she went. Brett simply admired the beautiful woman as she bounced up and down. He especially enjoyed the bouncing of her sizable tits. After a while, Brett reached up began caressing Kim's body, her tits and tight ass being his favorite spots.

Kim rode him through two more orgasms before Brett came in her pussy again. When he was spent, he pulled her into a tight embrace. 

As she drifted to sleep, Kim hugged him close and said, "Don't let go. I don't want to be alone anymore. So surrounded, yet so very alone..." Brett was left pondering her statement as he too drifted of to sleep.

When Brett awoke the next morning, he expected it all to have been one giant dream. However, when he found Kim's warm slumbering form still cuddled against his, he knew that it had not been. He kissed her and she stirred.

"Good morning," he said with a smile as her eyes opened. He chuckled to himself when he realized that this was the second time he had woken her.

"Morning," Kim said, stretching a bit and giving him a great view of her tits. She then leaned in and kissed him. She smiled and said, "You were wonderful last night baby, and god did I need it. It's been ages since I got laid, much less had sex that good."

Brett thanked her, and after putting his boxers back on, went to the kitchen to see about breakfast. Kim located her bag, extracted a robe and put it on.

Over breakfast, the pair made plans for the day. It seemed that Kim wanted a guided tour of the island, so they set out after breakfast. This tour took longer than Brett's first one due to a detour at the falls for a naked swim. They also picked up a bulk of Kim's clothing from her cabin on the way through. After the previous night, Kim insisted on sleeping with Brett. Not one to refuse a pretty girl wanting to share his bed, Brett agreed.

For the remainder of the two weeks, the pair lived primarily out of Brett's cabin, although they went to Kim's when they used the beach. As promised, Brett also taught Kim to canoe. By the end of the two weeks, she was fairly capable on the water. When the pair was not hiking, swimming, or canoeing, they often sat around, enjoying the wilderness and talking about their lives.

Brett got all the basic information. She was 25, and came from Georgia, which explained her accent. She had two older brothers who were married with kids. Brett was pleased to learn she had no boyfriend of any kind, much to the distress of her mother. Kim simply had not had time for one, as her marketing job with a major record label kept her too busy for any real social life. This, of course, explained the loneliness Brett had sensed after first meeting her, not to mention her cryptic statement that first night.

In turn, Brett shared his information, telling her about his family and job. He also explained his love of the outdoors, and cited it as the reason he decided to spend his well earned vacation time here. To his delight, Kim seemed to share his love for nature as well. Although the cabin had not been her idea, she found it both extremely relaxing and invigorating. 

The more they talked, the more perfect Kim seemed for him. He would have proposed right there and then if there was not something bothering him about her. It was little things really, but she seemed tense when he asked her about work, or that she seemed to be hiding something from him. 

Then, there was the shower singing that one morning. It had seemed too familiar, but he just could not place the tune. It was silly stuff, but he could not help feeling that it was all connected somehow. He decided to trust her, and figured that if it were important, she would tell him. On the their second to last night together as they cuddled on the bench after dinner, it seemed Kim was finally ready to reveal what she was hiding.

"Brett, I have something to tell you. As you may have guessed, I haven't exactly been totally honest with you. Remember when I said I did promotional work for a major record label?" Brett nodded, and she added, "Well, that's not true. Truth is, they do promotions for me." She took a deep breath and admitted, "Brett, I'm Kelsey Rhodes." She looked at him hopefully as she waited for an answer. 

Brett opened his mouth and said, "I know." 

His answer surprised even him and a shocked Kim responded, "You did? Oh no, you're a reporter or something. I knew you were too perfect," she said with a groan, hurt filling her eyes. 

Brett, alarmed by her shift in attitude, quickly explained, "No! No, that's not it at all. I just guessed, I swear. I mean, you look like her, you work for the record label, and then there was the singing in the shower." She looked confused and he said, "I, ah, caught you singing one of your songs the other morning. I only just realized where I had heard it before. So I did not know for sure, but I had a strong hunch."

"Why didn't you say anything?" She asked. Brett rolled his eyes and said,

"Yeah, that would have gone well. 'Say baby, are you that pop star, Kelsey Rhodes?' It would have made me look crazy. Besides, it seemed that you went through a lot of trouble to be Kim while you were here. I figured if you needed to be Kim, then who am I to wreck it?" He paused, then added, "I like Kim a lot better anyway. She's one smart, sexy, and talented woman. By the way, you really should not let them over mix your voice. It sounds great as is." Kim smiled with tears in her eyes. 

She kissed him deeply and admitted softly, "Thank you. You have no idea what it means to me to hear you say that." 

Brett smiled and said, "You're quite welcome. I meant every word, but I dare say we have some thing to discuss tomorrow. How about we take a stroll around the island and discuss this Kelsey business and what it means for you and me?" 

Kim smiled and said, "Thank you for understanding. I knew, or rather hoped, you would. And yes, your idea for a stroll tomorrow sounds like a good one."

"Well good, that's settled then. One more thing though, and then we will leave this alone for tonight. I know its obnoxious, but please bear with me." It seemed she already knew what he was going to do, and she giggled and nodded. Brett then stood and did a weird victory dance as he chanted, "I fucked Kelsey Rhodes," over and over again. 

Kim laughed in delight watching him and when he was finished she said, "Yes, you did, and quite well I might add. I am really going to miss your little friend." 

Brett then said, "Thank you baby, and sorry about that, but I had to celebrate. Oh, and my little friend will miss your tight pussy more." 

They retired to bed soon after and Brett gave the pop princess a fucking befitting her title. When they were finished and Kim had caught her breath, she said, "Wow, you outdid yourself baby. What got into you?" 

Brett did not even answer as it was obvious, and she answered her own question, "It was Kelsey wasn't it?" Brett nodded, a bit embarrassed, but Kim said, "Well, if I had known that was the fucking I would get with you knowing that, I would have told you much sooner." Then she kissed him and said, "And don't worry, I'm not mad about you working out your Kelsey fantasies. Just don't do it every time." 

Brett felt relief wash over him as he smiled and said, "Deal." 

The next day, as promised, was spent discussing Kim's career as Kelsey. How she had gotten her break, where the name Kelsey Rhodes had come from, and why she was making headlines in New York while she had been on the island at the time were among the bigger topics.

That was the easiest answer. After the initial fun of super-stardom had worn off, Kim had tired a bit of the public scene, and wanted rest for her world tour that kicked off just after she got back. So they sent her to a remote island by herself to unwind and find herself. However, the record company, not wanting to admit their new star was feeling burnt out, decide to hire a double to keep a public profile while the real Kelsey prepared for the tour. In Brett's opinion, the double was definitely doing that given the radio update he had heard earlier.

As for the name change, it appeared that they found all parts of Kimberly Anne Ryder too boring. So Kim borrowed her childhood dog's name and, not wanting to just be 'Kelsey', had them add Rhodes to her name. Kim really did not mind too much, as it helped keep her family out of the spotlight, at least for a while. She was thinking about legally changing it to stop confusion, but wanted to see how her tour and second album went first.

That album was the other reason she was out here alone. Brett thought at first he had hindered her effort, but she assured him it was quite the opposite. 

As she elaborated the point she smiled and said, "Actually I was going nuts here by myself before you showed. Being around you grounded me quite a bit. Just getting to be Kim again, if only for a while, helped more than you know." She then blushed and said, "Besides, you awakened some feelings that were long dormant, and gave me quite a few new ones. I already have several ideas I am working on. If anything, you cured a major case of writer's block. I dare say, my next album will be filled with songs I can trace back to my time here."

Brett smiled, glad to have been so much help. Now that they were on the future, he turned the discussion to what was next. This had no easy answer. To be honest, no matter how deeply he cared for her, it would be a difficult climb, even without the Kelsey issue. After all, it was already a cross country relationship, as he lived in Chicago and she lived outside Atlanta.

When they added the fact that she was a mega star, it only made a bad situation worse. It was too much to risk for something that could, maybe in time, become serious.

Each briefly discussed their plans for the coming months and thought of ways that maybe a continued relationship could be possible. While it seemed neither wanted to say goodbye for good the next day, they could not come up with a solution either. They instead decided to sleep on it, and talk it over in the morning. They figured that if tonight was to be their last together, it was better to not worry about tomorrow or life back in the real world.

That night, they each came up with a going away present for the other. Brett cooked a feast for them, and after dinner Kim sang "Georgia on my Mind", saying it reminded her of home and when she first learned to sing. Brett gave her a standing ovation, and as she joined him on the bench she elaborated about the song,

"My grandma taught it to me," she said with a smile and she continued, "She used to say that no self respecting Georgian could call themselves a singer without knowing that song." She sighed and said, "That was when it was fun and easy, before all the contracts and agents and pressure." Brett looked at her oddly and said,

"But you reached your dream Kim. I mean, people would literally kill for what you have. You made it in a tough industry." She looked down and said,

"I know I should be thankful and happy, but if everything is so great, why does a part of me feel empty? I'll tell you why: because I am a gimmick, a blip on the pop culture radar. And when I fade away, all of these people around me will leave and I'll be back in Georgia." He raised her chin and said,

"People care about you Kim, and those that only like you for your fame don't deserve you anyway." She laughed a bit and said,

"Yeah, sure, people care. That's why I was banished to an island for two weeks, not because I was bitchy. Who cares about me?"

"Well, your family for one Kim. From what you told me about them, they seem very close to you. I bet you also have a few true friends. Don't let fame and fortune cause you to forget them." He paused and said, "And for what it's worth Kim, I care about you deeply, pop star or not. You are the kindest, smartest, and sexiest woman I have ever met. You have real talent, and if you only let the world see the real you, I have no doubt you will be around for quite some time."

"Really? You mean it? You care about me?" Kim said hopefully. 

Brett thought a second then said, "Kim, I think I love you." 

Kim's face lit up and she said, "Really? Because I think I love you too." She said and kissed him. After the kiss she requested, "Take me to bed and love me Brett." Brett needed no second request.

He carried her to the bed. Unlike their first night together, this time things were slow and sultry. Both parties were clearly basking in the warmth of new love as Brett slowly and sensually made love to Kim. When they came together at the end, the feeling Brett had was unlike any he ever had before. That night, they fell into a deep contented sleep, cuddled in each other's arms.

The next day was departure day for both. Brett would canoe back, so he was leaving first. The charter service would pick Kim up later that afternoon. This also assured that Kim's agent remained ignorant about Brett for as long as possible. Brett packed his clothes and gear and loaded up the canoe before closing down the cabin. He and Kim then took one last canoe trip together around to her side of the island where he helped her unload her stuff. As they stood on the rock where it had all began for them, Brett said his goodbye.

"First off, I have two things for you." He handed her a bundled up hoodie she had worn throughout the two weeks and said, "I want you to have this. It shrank a while back, and you can get more use out of it than I can. It's something to remember me by. And this way I know you'll stay warm without me nearby." She smiled at this and took the hoodie, hugging it close to her with affection. Brett next held up a folded slip of paper and said, "This is my phone number. Whether you call it or not is up to you. Your life is far more complex than mine, so I leave the ball in your court, as they say. I am willing to give us a try, but I also know that nothing can happen for quite a while. Between your tour and my obligations to my job and family, it just won't work right now..." he trailed off, and she nodded her understanding and finished the sentence.

"But maybe someday it will," she said with a smile. 

Brett nodded and continued, "If you're in Chicago, or you ever need me, or just want to talk, give me a call. Please do try to keep those 'just talk' calls at a reasonable hour though." She chuckled at this and nodded before taking the paper from him. She then pulled the neck of her t-shirt down and stuffed the paper in her bra. Brett smiled at this, and pulled her into a deep long kiss. 

When they parted he said, "It was an honor to meet and get to know you, Kim Ryder. I hope we will meet again." 

He kissed her one last time, then set off for his canoe. As he paddled away from the shore, he watched the waving figured fade into the distance. When she was gone from view, he wondered if that would be the last time he would ever hear from his new friend and lover. Whether he heard from her or not, at least the experience had made for a memorable vacation. He knew he would never forget his time with Kim, the woman underneath the glitz and glamour that was Kelsey Rhodes. He was also fairly certain she would not forget either.

Do you think she should/will call, or not? Let me know... PS