Crash in to me

Show me the high life

As the plane landed in LA I was woken up by one of the flight attendants.

"Miss Jones, sorry to disturb you but we have landed at LAX. I hope you have had a pleasant flight"

I can't believe I managed to sleep on a plane, I suppose I've never had the opportunity to fly 1st class before. I felt a bit uncomfortable enjoying this luxury at someone else's expense, but I kept telling myself, Stevie can definitely afford it. Plus I'm coming out here to do her a favour not the other way around.

After I collected my baggage I find the exit and look for a guy holding up a card with my name on. It didn't take me long to find him as he was the only one with a huge smile on his face. I make my way over to him and hold out my hand...

"Hi Sir, I'm Sarah Jones."

He took my hand and shook it firmly. "Hi Miss Jones, I'm Greg and Stevie has sent me personally to pick you up, and to take you straight to her house. If that is ok?"
"Nice to meet you Greg, please call me Sarah. Is there any chance we can stop at a florists on the way? I feel rude arriving without a gift."
"Of course!"
Greg made a cheeky smile, "You will make Stevie happy with some flowers".

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We approach a large cream house with pillars standing along the front. The gates open automatically, recognising the black Mercedes. This all feels like a dream, I don't even feel nervous because the whole thing hasn't sunk in yet. I start gathering my bags and the bouquet of flowers I picked up for Stevie on the way, and Greg opens the car door. He tells me to leave all my bags as someone will take them to my room. I keep hold of the flowers, a mixture of white roses and lilies, and make my way to the porch. As I get nearer, the large brown oak door opens and Stevie beams while holding a little Yorkshire terrier.
"Sarah! So glad you are here!"
"Hey Stevie, thank you for having me.". I take in the extraordinary sight of Stevie yet again, a lovely smile stretches across her ageing face. She doesn't have as much make up on as the last time I saw her, but she looks even more beautiful. Her eyes bright, without the dark eyeshadow and eyeliner she usually has on. Stevie stays standing at the doorway, arm outstretched waiting for me to walk up to her. I notice she has thick cream socks on, scrunched down. And as usual some thick black leggings and a thin, long sleeved, black jumper on. I give Stevie a hug and feel the dog go to lick my face.
"Sorry, she's very loving and will lick you to death. This is our new arrival, this little rascal is Tilly. I wouldn't have called her that If I had my way but she was already named and trained." Stevie scrunches up her nose and kisses Tilly on the head.
"Well she's very lucky to call this place home Stevie, it's wonderful."
"You haven't even stepped inside yet! Please come in, make yourself comfortable." Stevie walks in to her hallway and leads me towards the back of the house. We arrive into a conservatory type room with lots of natural lighting and a large oak table sits in the middle with comfortable looking chairs sat around. Each chair had a different cushion or throw on it.
"Here Stevie, these flowers are for you. I couldn't turn up without anything to give you."
"Oh wow, you didn't have to do that Sweet. I'll make sure to put them in some water. Do you want a drink or anything to eat? You've had a long journey, but don't let me bother you if you want to relax for a couple hours." She puts the dog down and continues walking to the adjoining kitchen.
"I wouldn't mind some water. And to be honest I feel disgusting, is there somewhere I can freshen up and get changed?"
"I'll show you to your room where there's an en-suite, all your stuff should be there already"
Stevie hands me a glass of ice cold water, and sets down the flowers on the side.
"Come with me Sarah" she says in her raspy voice and has a cheeky smile. She grabs my free hand and leads me to the spiral staircase, which I recognised instantly from the In Your Dreams documentary.
I find myself in awe of her house, no wonder she loved the high life and missed it when the Buckingham Nicks album was dropped. She sure has made up for it since. Stevie is leading me up the stairs and her jumper is riding slightly up as she takes each step. Her still perfect perky ass right in front of me just being covered by the black leggings. Even though she is 70, there is no sign of that ass sagging. As we reach the top I trip on the last step as I was so distracted. Luckily I had good hold of the water and didn't spill it everywhere. Stevie laughs at my clumsiness and asks if I'm ok. I said I was just in my own world daydreaming. Obviously I didn't reveal I was daydreaming about burying my face in her ass 😂.
"So Sarah, this is my room here on the left. It's a bit cluttered at the minute from not long being back from the tour. But feel free to disturb me whenever you want. This room opposite is Karen's and yours is just here next door. Ah good, your stuff is here already."
The room is much bigger than the one I have at home, cleaner too. The walls were cream with a couple of large pieces of art hung up. A king size bed stood in the middle, cotton bed sheets and by the looks of it a real fur throw at the end. I suddenly feel so tired and just want to sleep all evening. The excitement of meeting Stevie again had taken over. I caught I glimpse of myself in the free standing mirror in the corner. Bags under my eyes, hair stuck up from sleeping on the plane and scruffy comfy clothes.
"Ugh Stevie I think I'm gonna take a shower then have a nap. Hope that's ok, I don't want to be anti social."
"Don't be silly Sarah, we have plenty of time to get to know each other. I hope to get to know you well..." Her eyes had this sexy look and she gives me a slight grin, before squeezing my hand and lets go. Stevie goes to walk out the door before saying "after your nap I'll make sure to have some food ready for you, it should be dinner time by then. What do you want?"
It took all my effort not to say "you". I couldn't help the smile that formed though and Stevie asked "What are you smirking at?" And giggles.
"Haha nothing Stevie, I was just thinking of something cheeky to say. Well don't do anything too much, I don't mind paying for a takeaway."
"Well I know the best Thai takeaway, I'll order us a feast."
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I wake up from the best nap I've ever had. The bed was so comfortable and smelt amazing. I slide out from under the covers and wonder whether to go down in my pjs or not. It was already 8pm and couldn't be bothered to get dressed up just to have food and come back to bed in a few hours. I'm sure Stevie wont mind. I had bought my nice pjs anyway that were from 'Pink'. Skinny grey bottoms with 'Pink' down the side and a baggy long sleeved light blue top. I find my slipper socks and put them on to go find where Stevie is. As I head back down the spiral staircase I smell the amazing Thai food. I hear rustling in the kitchen and a few people talking. Oh god, I hope there's not many people. Here's me in my bloody pyjamas and no bra. I cross my arms in front of my boobs to make sure my nipples don't suddenly pop out, and walk slowly in to the kitchen. I see Stevie, Sharon and Mary huddled over a couple of takeaway bags trying to find their food.
"Hey ladies, you haven't scoffed the lot have you?"
"Sarah! Here come grab some. And let me introduce you to Sharon, I believe you met Mary the night we first met"
"Hi Sarah, it's lovely to meet you. Stevie wasn't lying when she said how cute you were!"
Oh my god, how embarrassing. Stevie has been telling people I'm cute. I feel myself go red and look to the floor.
"Aw Sharon you've embarrassed her now. Come on Sarah I'll dish up some food for you"
Stevie had put her arm around me and leads me to the other side of the table. Her hand slides up and down my side, as if to try and warm me up, cause I had my arms crossed. Stevie dishes me up some red curry and coconut rice and grabs me some cutlery. She is so cute making sure I'm ok and dishing my food up. She is such a Mum.
"Thanks Stevie, it smells so good".
"You're welcome Sweet. Let's all go eat in the main room, it's more comfortable in there."
We all walk in to the main room, there were 2 big sofas facing a huge tv that hung on the wall. Mary and Sharon sit on the one sofa and I notice them give Stevie a guilty look. I notice Stevie go a bit red.
"Sarah you go keep Stevie company on that couch, she likes a cuddle in the evening."
I couldn't tell what they were up to. But both Sharon and Mary laugh before Stevie gives them a dirty look. "Take no notice of them Sarah, it's cause I usually snuggle with Tilly but she's not here tonight. She's round a friends house so I can have a bit of a break from looking after her."
"Well I hope I can still sit on your lap later then".
I can't believe I just said that, being a fan of hers for so long makes me think we've known each other for a while as well. But luckily they all laughed. I sit next to Stevie and enjoy the curry.

A couple of hours later, it's just myself and Stevie left down stairs. Sharon and Mary had gone to bed after clearing up all the plates. Stevie had wondered off to fetch us both a measure of whiskey. When she comes back in she hands me the drink and sits down next to me. This time though she sits sideways on the sofa and drapes her legs over mine. She must have noticed my shocked face and asked if that was ok, as she likes to stretch her legs out.
"It's more than ok Stevie, just it's not my fault if I start rubbing your legs."
Stevie laughs in a sexy raspy way and I can't help but stare at her lips. The candles are reflecting off her perfect skin and her lips glisten. I find myself downing the whiskey in an attempt to calm myself.
"Sarah you'll get me in to trouble saying things like that and giving me those eyes."
"Sorry Stevie, just I've had a massive crush on you for years. Even though you are much older than me... sorry but you are... you are still so sexy."
I can't believe how forward I'm being. Usually I'm so shy but with Stevie giving me a couple of sexy looks and draping her legs on me I had to say something.
"Really? I never would have thought someone as young and cute as you would look at me that way."
"Are you kidding? There's a whole bunch of us young lesbians having a huge crush on you!".
We both laugh and Stevie tries to slyly slide her foot up and down my leg.
"What would your girlfriend think of you saying all of this?"
I grab hold of her leg and hold it still while gently rubbing my thumb on her calf.
"We aren't together any more, I'm fine, just it wasn't meant to be. She was a bit jealous of me coming over to yours, I mean who can blame her! But jealous in a way that she didn't want me to have a good time with out her."
"I'm sorry Sarah. But to be honest you do seem happy. If you need anyone to talk to though, or need a hug, I'm here for you."
"Thank you Stevie, that means so much. I'll take a hug off you any time."
Stevie leans over and grabs the glass out of my hand and places both of them on the coffee table next to her. She leans back and stretches her legs across the sofa and holds out both of her arms, gesturing me to lie with her. She parts her legs slightly so there's room and i place my head on her chest.
"I don't want to squash your boobs Stevie"
"Don't worry you're not Sweet"
Stevie then places one arm around me, resting her hand on my waist and the other starts stroking the hair out of my face. Is this even happening? I'm snuggling on the sofa with Stevie Nicks. Being the awkward person I am, I don't know what to do with my arms. Do i hug Stevie back or just leave them by my sides. They are starting to get pins and needles so I move one arm up around Stevie and slide my hand under her lower back, she lifts up to make it easier for me to reach. That makes me feel a bit more at ease, knowing that Stevie doesn't mind me hugging her back. I then make a bold move and place my other hand on her thigh. Her leggings are so soft and I can't help but start to stroke her leg. This is the longest time I've been this close to her and I notice how good she smells. You know when you walk in to those hippie type shops with tarot cards and stuff, she smells similar to that but with a hint of sweetness. And of course wealth. She smells expensive. That doesn't make any sense but I know what I mean. Stevie is still stroking my head and it's making me sleepy. Until she moves her leg I have my hand on which forces my hand to now rest on the underside of her thigh. I stop moving my hand wondering what to do, what does she want?