"So, what is your name dear" Freddie asked tightening his robe.
"It's Clarice, Freddie"
"Ah pretty name, but too formal for me. I'll think of a nick name. Would you like to go to The Big Surf in Tempe with me and the band tonight? It's supposed to be great fun." Freddie asked. It was the least he could do considering the afternoon spent with her, but that wasn't it. He enjoyed being with her, there was something different about her and he couldn't place it.
"Sure, I'd love that, can I ask my girlfriends to come?" Clarice asked.
"Absolutely, the more the merrier and Roger would certain welcome that" Freddie said.
"Okay Freddie, going to go now, shower at whatnot at my room. See you tonight love." Clarice said as she left.
"Okay, Reese. That's it, RESSE." Freddie called. She left giggling.
Clarice POV
My God, Freddie Mercury, who would have thought. I have enough tension and drama in my life and now hooking up with Freddie. Is it I dream come true or a nightmare? Whatever it is, I'll take it. I have two weeks of relaxation and I going to enjoy every bit of it before the horrors of my reality. I never told him my last name so he probably won't ask and he is now calling me Reese. I had such a highly profile case that the country knew me but what am I thinking about, the world knows Freddie. He's positively global. I've got to stop thinking about the case and perhaps think more of Freddie.
I remember my first meeting with him and how scared I was. I was just as scared to be with Freddie. All the things said about him, none of it was true. His sexuality, well, that's exactly was it is, HIS sexuality, nobody else's. Leave him the hell alone. There are far more terrible things in the world than hounding Freddie.
I stepped into my shower and started to wash off all the traces of our "afternoon delight." I breathed out a sigh of contentment and exhilaration just thinking about our threesome and then that unbelievable "twosome." What an amazing lover. The stamina of that man is off the charts. Lucky me. I reached down to wash my privates and a shiver ran up and down my spine. God, I could go again right now. I kept on rubbing my pussy and lingering over my clit, oh, oh, my God, I think I'm going to have another orgasm. What has that legend done to me?
My shower was finished and I dried myself off and called my friends to tell them about tonight with Queen and all of us going to the Big Surf in Tempe. I didn't tell them about me and Freddie but they were thrilled and excited to go. This should be a fun night.
We all met in the lobby and Freddie introduced everyone. My girls were so excited to be with Queen, but I warned them not to be fangirls. Not to scare them off and just be themselves. Freddie had hired an eight seat limo for us all to go together. Roger picked out a blonde and was already holding her hand. Brian was all over a brunette which surprised his mates and John, being married, just stayed with the one girl left and fell into a conversation with her. She was a pediatric nurse and John was showing her pictures of Robert, Michael and Laura and asking her all sorts of questions about children.
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CRAVING FREDDIE
General FictionA 24 year old runaway billionaire's daughter delights in making Freddie Mercury's vacation a horror. What she doesn't know is that he's ready to take her over his knee and wail the tar out of her and then... the fireworks begin.