Greek-American Beauty (Full House Fanfic)

Chapter 76 - An Interesting Interview

A couple of weeks after the release of my new album, I went on a children's interview show to promote it. Jesse also joined me, and we talked about how duet that was the theme for the Greek/Italian movie.

The hostess was this pretty girl named Lori Girard, but although she seemed nice enough, Jesse and I both noticed that she wasn't all "up there".

She was a socialite since her parents were rich and lived in Beverly Hills, and I suppose she didn't feel the need to do much.

"I'm SUCH a big fan of the Go Go Girls, I grew up with your music!" She said. "I went to your concert for the first time when I was 14 years old!"

The interview was on this train that loops around the San Francisco TV studios, not far from where Danny and Pam did the NBC Nightly News and Home Shopping presentations, respectively. Our interview was in the caboose of the train, and I thought it was absolutely beautiful!

Lori asked us questions as interviewers do, but sometimes she'd go on a bit of a tangent. There was a segment in which I had some fun with Lori by doing a dance on this little dancefloor that the woman who allegedly lived on the train in the 1800s said was her favorite. And then, I performed my latest hit "You Came Out Of Nowhere" from my latest album before Jesse joined me to perform our song duet.

After filming our segment of the show, we went to the dining car for a bite to eat before getting off the train at the TV studio. The Gladstones were babysitting Frida, and we could tell that they both had a knack for making her laugh.

"She was such a good little girl!" Said Therese when we came to collect her.

"You had fun with Uncle Joey and Aunt Therese?" I cooed to her before turning my attention to them. "Thank you so much for watching her."

"It really is our pleasure, we're happy to do it anytime." Said Therese.

"Exactly, we love watching her." Said Joey.

"You guys are the best." Said Jesse. "We really appreciate it. Hope we can do the same for you one day."

When we got home, I sat down to breastfeed Frida. She was mostly on solids now, but I was still occasionally breastfeeding her, gradually weening her off of it. I always enjoyed it. It's one of the most beautiful things God ever made possible!

After she was done, she fell asleep in my arms so I put her to bed for the night.

When I went into our bedroom, Jesse grabbed my derrière, and as per usual, I know just what that meant. He climbed over me, slid the straps of my slip off my shoulders before sliding the whole thing off my body.

"Beautiful..." He said. "I love your white skin."

He caressed my skin, kissing me everywhere on my body, caressing my breasts and curves, cherishing like the woman I am. I was his, and he was mine.

He then took his shirt off, then his pants, getting on the bed, taking me in his arms as I sat on his lap facing him. We kissed passionately, holding each other tight so that our nude bodies pressed up against each other.

I then felt Jesse touching me, his hand gently caressing my sweetspot, making me shiver in pleasure.

"Oh baby, you like that don't you?" He said, seductively. I felt myself getting wetter and wetter, and him increasing the speed of his hand was enough to bring me to orgasm. He caressed my smooth, feminine back as I held him close. I rested my head on his shoulder, kissing his neck before I lay back on our bed.

He pulled down his briefs, and I spread my legs. I wasn't done, and neither was he. I kept getting the orgasm-like tingles as he made love to me, kissing my neck with my head slightly tilted back in abandon. I ran my delicate hands over his smooth, toned body, still very wet.

I orgasmed a second time, and Jesse held me close to him as he thrust hard inside me, before he orgasmed as well.

I was blissfully exhausted afterwards. The valley between my breasts was slick and glistening with sweat, and I felt Jesse kiss my neck, and run the tips on his fingers down between my breasts, which he liked to do. He rested his head on my shoulder, wrapping his manly arms around my slender, feminine waist. I rested one hand on his arm and caressed his hair with the other as he held me close, drifting off. It was a wonderful feeling.