~*~ Nena's point of view ~*~
I eyed Kevin from across the room with his girlfriend and shuddered just thinking about what I would do to him…if given the chance. It was no secret that Kevin didn't like his girlfriend too much…neither did anyone else. His girlfriend left his side on the arm of some random record executive, probably trying to further her dwindling career. I watched him closely. He sulked over to the bar and ordered something, I couldn't really tell what it was. My boyfriend was in deep conversation with some bimbo across the room so I jumped at the chance to make my way over there. I told Lance I was going home without him and left…I don't think he would have cared one way or the other if I was going to try and get Kevin in to bed, but just to be safe I wouldn't tell him I wanted to sleep with one of his rivals. Lance shooed me off, I guess I was messing up the game he was trying to run on this chick. I walked over to the bar and ordered a martini. I sat next to Kevin and pretended to be engrossed in the design on a napkin. I ordered another martini and pulled a cigarette. As I was digging in my purse for a lighter I saw a flame out of the corner of my eye. Kevin looked at me with those piercing green eyes and asked me in that deep sexy voice if I needed a light. I held my smoke to his flame and shot him one of my best "do me" glances and returned to my martini. He began to make conversation with me. He told me that the party really sucked (which it did). I agreed and ordered another martini. I barely started to drink when Lance came over to me and said that he was going to give that bimbo a ride home since she was drunk…whatever, I didn't see her drink anything that whole night. I didn't care anyway but I pretended to be devastated so I could get some sympathy from Kevin. As I watched Lance walk out the entrance with that chick's ass in his hands, I noticed that the big wig record executive was leaving…with Kevin's girlfriend. As I was trying to look pitifully upset Kevin put his hand on my shoulder and said, "He's cheating on you too," Kevin said sadly. I nodded my head pretending that I was too overcome with emotion to speak. After a while of sulking I began to explain that I didn't wasn’t to be here anymore. Kevin said he wanted to leave too and he would give me a ride. I acted like I was deep in thought about it but agreed. When we got in the car I knew I had Kevin where I wanted him…I just needed to pull the final straw. I began to cry and tell him how Lance treated me so bad. He comforted me in his arms and that was all I needed to attack. I looked at him with my crisp blue eyes and told him I didn't want to go home. He told me that was ok; I could stay at his house in the guestroom…I knew damn well I wouldn't be sleeping in a guestroom. We drove to Kevin's secluded home and he took me on a tour around the house. I pretended to be interested but all I could see was interesting new things to have sex with him on. We finally stopped in front of the guestroom and looked at each other. This was my opportunity…I stood on my tiptoes and planted a sweet, soft kiss on his lips. He didn't pull away so I slipped my tongue in his mouth and he returned the favor. Before I knew what was happening Kevin had me on the bed…
~*~ Kevin's point of view ~*~
I knew what she wanted the whole time so I didn't hesitate when she kissed me. I guided her over to the bed and quickly rid her of her clothes…she had a beautiful body…to bad Lance got to sleep next to her at night. I kissed down her naked body and smiled inwardly at the effect I had on her…I slipped one of my fingers inside her and got hard as a rock when I felt how wet she was…I had the sudden urge to taste her. I licked at the tender flesh of her inner thighs and loved the way she squirmed under my tongue. As I sucked on her clit the way she moaned and called my name made my cock feel as if it was going to explode. I slipped two fingers deep inside her and quickly took them out when I felt her almost come. I replaced my fingers with my throbbing cock. She called out as I entered her slowly…I let her get used to the feeling of me inside her. Her moans were enough to make me want to ravage her small delicate body. I kissed her and got a kick out of how she tried to stifle her moans. I picked up my pace as I felt her lift her hips off the bed to catch my thrusts. She was close to coming I could feel it, I started to fuck her fast and hard, her head was hitting the headboard…but we were both in such a high stage of ecstasy to even give a shit. I heard her call my name again this time when she did I felt her juices flow around my cock. I continued to pump into her hard and fast until I came…making her come once more. After that I fell asleep, when I woke up the next morning she was gone. I was a bit disappointed but that was ok, because I saw her again at the Grammy's and there was a repeat performance in the cloakroom.
