Katie Jackson and Phil Dorman arrived in Los Angeles on Friday afternoon for the Monday evening premiere episode of 'Dancing with the Stars'. The flight had been uncomfortable for Katie. For some reason, Phil had barely spoken to her. Ever since their departure, the old man seemed strangely distant, constantly lost in thought. When she had confronted him, he had mumbled something about a fear of flying. The sexy wife had immediately tried to console him but he had just shrugged her off. The only time he had acknowledged her was when the cute flight attendant had mentioned his new shirt at which point he had nodded towards Katie, saying she had bought it for him. He had emphasized the word 'bought' while smirking at her and the beautiful mother's face had turned red at the memory of how exactly she had 'paid' for the old man's clothes.
The cab ride had been equally awkward. Katie had fully expected Phil to fondle her in the backseat or maybe even barter her services for a reduced fare but the fat geezer had just stared out of the window, showing no interest in her. They had been in Los Angeles for two days now and so far, the old man had been practically non-existent. Their rooms were next to each other yet he never spoke to her. Occasionally, she would see him hobbling through the hotel lobby. Katie had been absolutely sure that she and her well-endowed old lover would be spending most of their time in the bedroom, fucking in every way possible. Though she knew that she should feel relieved by Phil's apparent lack of interest in her, the married beauty couldn't hide her disappointment. Several times during the last two days, she had gone over to the old man's room and knocked on the door but he had never opened.
It was with a growing feeling of sexual frustration that the hot wife finished her Sunday afternoon practice with her partner Mark Ballas. Though he was about 15 years younger than her, she couldn't help but be attracted to the handsome dance coach. He had a nice smile, a toned physique and walked with the grace of someone who knew how to move his body. His touch was gentle yet firm and although he was helpful and friendly, he always maintained his professionalism.
As the practice came to an end, Katie mopped her brow, grabbing a water bottle as she set it to her perfect lips.
"I think we are ready," Ballas said, smiling as he dried his face with a towel.
"I think so too," the sexy mother replied as she shot a quick glance at the young man's tight buttocks as he walked by her and made his way to the exit.
Sighing loudly, she quickly discarded the naughty fantasies going through her mind as she picked up her towel and headed for the changing room.
Half an hour later, the sexy wife walked out onto Hollywood Boulevard. It was a beautiful day and Katie noticed the stares of the passersby as she strutted along in her high heeled sandals. She wasn't sure if they actually recognized her from one of the many ads for the show or were simply admiring her beauty.
Pausing in front of a shop window, the hot mother took in the sight of her own reflection. Turning slightly, she admired the way her tight fitting denim hot pants hugged her luscious ass cheeks. The white tank top she was wearing along with her Ray Ban sunglasses made her look like some sort of film star. Katie smiled as she reminded herself that she was in fact a celebrity, set to star on one of the nation's most popular TV shows tomorrow night.
Adding just a little bit of extra sway to her hips, the hot wife continued her stroll in the afternoon sun. Just about every man she walked by seemed to be undressing her with his eyes and she couldn't help but imagine all their cocks hardening at the sight of her spectacular body. It almost seemed as though she was oozing some sort of sexual magnetism. All she knew was that she felt incredibly horny and dancing with the handsome young man had only added to her arousal.
As much as she tried to concentrate on her upcoming performance, Katie found it hard to focus. She had not been able to get off during her afternoon romp in the kitchen with Fred and, not having had any kind of sex since, her lustful urges seemed to be reaching boiling point. Phil's indifference towards her had only made matters worse. Again she wondered why the old man wasn't making any moves on her even though his room was next door to hers.
Having arrived in front of her hotel, Katie pulled her cell phone from her bag and quickly texted Fred a message, letting him know that practice had gone fine and that she would talk to him on Skype later on. The married mother took a deep breath as her delicate fingers typed the words 'I love you'. Once again, she felt a sense of guilt sweep over her as she made her way up the steps of the main entrance, feeling her tight shorts rub against her crotch. If Phil was going to show her any attention perhaps she should have begged Fred to come out to L.A. with her.
Mr. Jackson sat at his office desk and gave a faint smile as he read his wife's message. He quickly put down his cell phone and began nervously rummaging through some files in search of a specific report. It had been a busy week at work for the loving husband and father. He had a board meeting scheduled in thirty minutes and due to his increased obligations at home during Katie's absence; he had had little time to prepare his documents. Though he felt proud that his beautiful wife was about to appear on national TV tomorrow night and wished her to do well, he couldn't help but have mixed feelings. There was no doubt that since Katie's rise to stardom, their love life had taken a turn for the worse. Their encounter in the kitchen last week had marked the end of an involuntary period of sexual abstinence that had been going on for several months.
The sound of an incoming Skype call made Fred look up at his monitor as Katie's icon popped up at the bottom of the screen. Slightly puzzled, he pressed a key before reaching for a pack of files on the cabinet.
"Hi sweetie! " he said without looking up, "How was practice?"
A deep cough resonated from the speakers. Looking up again, Fred froze as suddenly the ugly face of Phil Dorman appeared on the screen.
"Phil?" he cried in astonishment "What are yo.."
"Hi Fred!" the fat man exclaimed joyfully as he interrupted him and waved his hand in front of the computer, "I thought I'd call you to give you some good news! Katie said I could use her Skype account."
"OK," the loving husband said doubtfully, cringing slightly at the agonizing sight of his ex-neighbor and temporary houseguest. The obese man was sitting on the hotel bed with a towel wrapped around his midsection but otherwise naked. Thick lappets of fat hung off his obese torso.
"Is she there?" Fred inquired, narrowing his brows.
"No," the old man coughed, "My room is being cleaned. She should be back soon."
"What's the good news Phil?" Fred asked, clearing his voice as he started sorting his files again, "I have a board meeting soon."
Phil grinned widely, "I just wanted you to know that I was selected to be on the show 'The Biggest Loser'!"
"Seriously?" Fred asked in surprise.
"Yup. Looks like your wife won't be the only TV star in the neighborhood!" The ugly man laughed, "I start next week so I won't be returning. I'll have to make arrangements to collect my belongings."
"That's really great Phil!" Fred smiled, genuinely relieved that they would not have to put up with the old man any longer. He could barely hide his amusement at the thought of the old man embarrassing himself by trying to lose weight in front of a nation-wide audience. "Tell Katie to Skype me later,"
"Wait Fred!" frantic to not have Katie's husband end the conversation. "There's more good news," the old man continued, "Remember how you told me to get myself a girlfriend. Well, I finally got lucky."
"You did?" Mr. Jackson asked nonchalantly as he shuffled through his papers.
"Oh yeah! I found myself a real hottie. She's perfect. And she'd do anything for me, if you know what I mean!" The fat man suddenly turned his head as if he had heard something in the background.
"Hold on! I think we have lag," he cried as he leaned forward and pressed a few buttons on the keyboard. The screen went blank, "Can you still see me?"
"Yes Phil," Fred replied as he glanced up from his desk, "I really need to get going. Tell Katie that I'll call her later."
"No wait! Wait! Hold on!" the old man barked. He pressed a few more buttons, "I want you to show you my beautiful girlfriend. She'll be here any minute!" He waited a few seconds as the sound was muted and the screen was blank. He reset the screen as Fred's face appeared again, his lips were moving but no sound could be heard.
"Fred? Hello?" Phil asked while he smirked at the unmistakable sound of a card sliding into the key slot, "Ah, here comes my little slut!" he whispered as he leaned into the camera, "Enjoy the show Fred!"
Phil leaned forward and muted the laptop, quickly putting the screen to sleep. He knew that he was taking a risk but he felt sure that curiosity would make his ex-neighbor hang around long enough in order to watch the spectacle that he had planned.
Katie was startled as she opened the door and caught sight of the obese man.
"Phil?!?" she exclaimed and glanced into her bathroom as she noticed large puddles of water on the floor, "What are you..."
