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Platonic Benevolence	By : CrysMarie2oo5 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Michael Jackson Views: 4447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I don't know Michael Jackson, or any of the Jackson family or Will.I. Am from the Black Eyed Peas and make no money off this work.

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Chapter Fifteen ~ Bi-Curious

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Michael was taking off his tie when my eyes met his. His jacket was laying on the seat next to him.
“Did you want to get in you clubbing dress?”
“We hadn’t discussed going to a club…” I said when Michael gave me a look that said ‘Am I really that stupid?’ “…okay, okay, you got me.”
“You might as well call Jody, I saw how she was looking at you…” My face blushed a deep crimson.
“I’m not into women…” I said simply as I motioned Michael to unzip and unclasp my dress.
“Really…” Michael said in a tone that told me he didn’t believe me.
“I’m serious!”
“Haven’t you ever been…curious?” Michael asked as he undid the clasps around my neck.
“Have you?” I asked, turning the question back on him. He unzipped my zipper quickly. I slid the dress down and stepped out of it. I grabbed my clubbing dress and began to unzip the sleeve.
“I asked first…” Michael said, unbuttoning his shirt a couple of button to expose a little of his chest. I eyed him, secretly wishing that I wasn’t on my period.
“And I’m saying I’m not going to dish out any juicy details until you do, Mr. Jackson.” I said looking at Michael as I got the dress out of the dress sleeve.
“Fine, I kissed a guy once. I was 15, and Marlon had invited some of his friends over to play spin the bottle. I decided to play, and well the bottle landed on me and this other guy. Marlon was running the game and I tried to get out of it but Marlon said ‘Rules are rules man, you gotta kiss each other.’ So, I kissed him.”
“Whoa wait, you…French kissed him?”
“Yeah, for 30 seconds. I swore after that I would never play Spin the Bottle again.” Michael said, his eyes scanning over me. “There’s my juicy secret now lets here yours…”
“Well when I was 13, me and this girl named Nicole, we had a sleep over and we had gotten so bored out of our minds that we started play Truth or Dare Double Dare Promise or Repeat. Well it started out innocently, then things began to get heated and pretty soon we were making out and rubbing up against each other…I swore to myself that that would be the last time…but before I left, I went to a friends house and drank. Well I got drunk and ended making out with another girl there. It was insane…good thing Jason didn‘t come along with me. I would’ve been in trouble.” I looked at Michael who seemed intrigued by my story. I climbed into my dress and motioned Michael to zip me up.
“Sexy…so what are you…bi-sexual then?”
“No, I’ve never gone all the way with another woman, I’ve just made out with them. I don’t think I could bring myself to do that.”
“Why?” Michael ask, clasping up my halter.
“Because I love dick too much.” I said laughing.
“How about you, how did kissing that guy make you feel…”
“Disgusted.” Michael shivering at the thought. Michael patted my back lightly to tell me he was done. I slunk back into my seat.
“How does kissing a woman make you feel?” Michael asked his eyes meeting mine.
“I feel ashamed for saying this, but…” I took a deep breath as I debated whether or not I should go on. “I feel like a naughty porn star when I do it. It turns guys on so much to see two women making out.” I said looking at him. “Why is that?”
“I’m not too sure why that is, but I find it sexy when two women make out, but anymore than that, it becomes too much.” Michael said as he pulled me to him. “You look sexy in that dress.” Michael whispered in my ear. He began to lavish my neck with kisses. Michael then opened his cell phone and dialed a number.
“Jody, yeah hey, I know Crystal was supposed to call you…fine you want to talk to her…okay well here she is.” Michael said into the phone. He then handed the phone to me. I took it and put it to my ear to hear Jody’s voice on the other end. Michael went back to kissing my neck.
“Hey Jody,” I said breathlessly.
“Hey, what club are you guys going to tonight, I’ll meet you guys there.” I looked at Michael.
“Okay hang on.” I said, and looked at Michael.
“What club are we going to?”
“Well there’s one called Silk. It’s not too far from here.” Michael said, dislodging from my neck for an instant to talk then going right back to kissing my neck.
“I guess we’re going to Silk.”
“Great! That’s not too far from where I am, I’ll meet you there in 5. Bye!” Jody said before hanging up. I closed Michael’s flip phone and grabbed Michael’s face in my hands and kissed him with as much passion I could muster. Michael kissed me back, and my hand intertwined in his hair. Michael’s hands squeezed my breasts through my dress. Michael’s lips traveled down my chin to my neck, causing an irrepressible moan to escape my throat.
“Are you trying to turn me on Michael?” I sighed in pleasure.
“Mm…maybe…”
“But…” I was about to refute. Michael brought his finger to my lips to shush me.
“Shhh…we don’t have to be sexual…I just want to…” He began to kiss me again, his tongue whirling circles on my collar bone. “Kiss you…” He began to bring his kisses higher. I moaned again. He coaxed me to lay on the seat. His hand caressed over my breasts. “…and caress you.” His kisses stopped on my lips where his tongue danced inside my mouth. My head was spinning in pleasure. Michael’s hands left my breasts and traveled upwards caressing where his lips had just been moments before. They traveled over my face, then they came up to my hair where they took out the two chopstick and my hair came down, flowing across the leather seat of the limousine. The limo came to a slow stop.
“Mr. Jackson, we’re at your residence. Would you like me to help you out?” The chauffeur asked, his voice coming from a speaker in the roof. Michael’s lips froze on mine, then he dislodged.
“Um…give us a minute, please.” Michael said, crawling off of me. “We’ll continue this.” Michael promised, winking at me. A deep flush touched my cheeks as I grabbed my jacket, my evening gown and all the goodies I had acquired throughout the busy day. I was helped out of the car by Michael since while we were in the limo, the temperature dipped below freezing so all the rain that fell earlier was frozen, making the ground treacherous to walk on .It didn’t help that it was snowing either. Michael grabbed my bags and offer his elbow. I gratefully took it, as I slipped and nearly fell several times in the ten feet or so to his door.
“Heels were not made for the….IIIIICCCCEEEE!!!” I said as my left heel slid forward on a patch of ice causing my body to crash to the ground. Michael tried to save me, but I ended up bringing him down with me too.
“Oh my God! Michael…”
“I’m fine, how are you?” Michael asked, getting up slowly, watching his footing on the slick pathway. He offered his hand out of me, steadying himself. I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up off the ground.
“My ass hurts, but otherwise I’m fine.” I said, as I started peeling my heels off. Michael looked at me with a crazy expression on his face.
“What the hell are you doing? Do you realize that there’s snow on the ground?” He said, as I got my right heel off successfully. My ground touched the snow. It was cold but I went barefoot in colder temperatures. A measly -2C was nothing compared to -40C. I walked my way into Michael’s house. Michael followed me inside. Nearly slipping himself again, luckily he had impeccable balance. Once inside, Michael’s eyes met mine. He shook his head in disbelief.
“You are crazy…”
“So I’ve been told.”
“Do you do this in Montana?” Michael asked, his hand going down to warm my feet, but they were already warming up.
“Sometimes, when I get too lazy to put on shoes to go check the mail or something. I remember when my mom got into an accident, I ran from my house all the to my mother’s friend Becky’s. Which is about two city blocks away. It was 40 below zero that night, and I was barefoot.”
“God you are something else.”
“My mom would do it every now and then too. I get that from her.” I said tossing my heels in the corner by the door. “Well I’m going to get ready to go. I’ll be out in a flash.” I said walking into the bathroom with one of the eight bags that Michael hauled in. Michael ran after me, chasing me into the bathroom. He playfully pinned me up against the wall of the bathroom.
“Michael!!!” I yelled, as Michael’s tongue whirled around my ear. I cringed. He stepped back and laughed at me.
“You’re disgusting…” I took a towel and wiped off my wet ear. “Ew…” Michael frowned.
“Aw, that hurts…” Michael teased. I shut the door and pinned him against it. I immediately fell to my knees. My hand smoothed over his crotch to feel him semi-erect from before. “Ah fuck.” Michael moaned, feeling my hand stroke over his sensitive organ. I devilish grin turned my lips as my hands unzipped Michael’s fly. My right hand pulled Michael’s underwear down and pulled his manhood out of his pants. My hand stroked his length as I put his head into my mouth, my tongue whirling circled around it. I looked up to see Michael biting his lips and my his hand clenched around the delicate fabric of the robe that was hanging against the door. Michael was erect in no time.
I began to slip Michael’s whole member in my mouth a half an inch at a time. Whirling my tongue all over his most sensitive spots. With his whole member in my mouth, playfully sucked and licked the pre-cum that oozed out of his cock. I continued until Michael was literally gasping for air. Michael writhed with pleasure.
“God, Crystal…I’m…I’m…coming…I’m…Uh!” Michael moaned, I felt his cock spasm in my mouth as he came. Michael was now biting his fist to keep from screaming as his cum shot in a hot creamy jet to the back of my throat. I swallowed the last bit of cum that ooze out of his penis then I pulled away, astonished that I didn’t gag.
“How was that?” I asked getting up off my knees to look at him. He was breathless, his body leaned against the door for support. He held a finger up, as he tried to catch his breath. His cell phone rang out in the living room. He let out a grunt of frustration as he put himself back into his pants and zipped up his zipper. He then opened the door and ran out into the living room. I shrugged, a little annoyed. I then dug into the bag of make-up that Jody gave me and re-applied my lip color and fixed my eye-shadow and mascara. I washed off the mascara trailed that stained my cheeks and re-applied the foundation that Jody put on. Michael walked back into the bathroom with a light flushed to his cheeks. I went to the toilet and took out the tampon that I had in and the pad, which was clean.
“Did you want another pair of underwear?” Michael asked, his face turning green.
“Yes, please.” I said, as Michael was out of the bathroom in a flash. The next think I knew, Michael shoved a black thong underneath the door. I rolled my eyes. I slid in another tampon and put the new pair of underwear. I stood up and flushed the toilet.
“Okay Michael, I’m done!” I yelled. Moments later Michael walked through the door, holding the jewelry boxes that my necklace and bracelet came in. He came behind me and gently unhook the delicate necklace around my neck.
“Let’s take these off so that people won’t be tempted to steal them…” Michael said as he placed the necklace into the box, then he started unlatching the bracelet. He placed it in the box.
“So who was on the phone earlier, before we--”
“Jody, she was wondering where we were at, she’s already at the club.”
“Yeah I kind of forgot…”
“It’s okay, shall we go?” Michael asked holding his hand out. I gladly took it, as he led me to the door. I grabbed my pair of heels and went over to a bag that was nearby as looked for my slip-over.
“What are you looking for?”
“My slipovers, they are those rubber…”
“Insole looking things?” Michael finished. I nodded.
“Do you remember what bag I put them in?”
“Uh, they should be in there.” Michael said helpfully looking in the various bags for them. I saw the orange and blue plastic package.
“Found them.” I said Michael noticed my exposed legs and raised an eyebrow at me.
“Aren’t you going to be cold?” Michael asked as his fingers traced up the length of my exposed calf. A shiver raced up my spine.
“Nah, I’ll be okay. I’ve been in worse…” I said winking at him as I grabbed my purse off the back of the toilet. We both walked out of the bathroom and headed outside, to Michael’s SUV but not before putting on my coat that I threw on the back of the couch. Michael started up the vehicle and slowly backed out of the driveway.
“So what is Silk? It sounds like you’ve been there before.” I said, looking at him as we started moving forward. Michael shrugged while glancing at me.
“I’ve been there a couple of times, for birthdays and parties, but never to dance or drink. This is the first time I’ve been clubbing since the 70’s. I’m really too old to go clubbing, that stuff is reserved for kids your age.” Michael said, winking at me again. I arched an eyebrow at him.
“Kids like me? What are you saying I’m too young for you?” I asked looking at him.
“Well, Crys, I’m old enough to be your father…I would’ve been 28 years old when you were born.” Michael said looking at me.
“Age is a number Michael. I don’t care if you’re 2 or 50 years older than me. Love knows no boundaries. Its as simple as that.” I said looking at Michael. “Besides guys like you marry girls my age all the time. So, what’s the big deal.” I said looking at Michael. He had a small smirk on his face.
“I‘m nearly 50 and your 20, I‘m old enough to be your father and this doesn’t bother you?” Michael asked, glancing at me again. I shrugged.
“Not really Michael, Besides you weren’t complaining when you were fucking me, or when I was sucking...” I said looking at Michael. He gave a small laugh.
“Okay, okay, but aren’t you afraid about what Jason or your parents think when they see us in the tabloids?” Michael asked, trying to shake confidence I had. I wouldn’t budge.
“No. I don’t answer to anyone but to God and to myself. What we’ve done goes against everything I’ve stood for…”
“What do you mean by that?” Michael asked, becoming really curious at my last statement.
“Well I’ve always been loyal to the ones I love and I’ve always been known for my virtue. But since Jason and you walked into my life, I’ve tossed my morality out the window. I almost feel like a whore because of how quickly we ended up in bed together.”
“Actually you’ve been more difficult to get into the sack then most women I’ve met.” Michael confessed. I looked at him.
“Elaborate.” I demanded. Astonished that there may be more woman.
“Well you remember that girl I fell in love with when I was 17?” Michael asked, his eyes glancing at me then back to the road. I nodded.
“Yeah.”
“I met her earlier that day, and something attracted me to her, we ended up in bed that night.” My eyes widened with shock.
“What?”
“I’m serious. She was like this drug that I couldn’t get enough of. Just like you.”
“And Lisa and Debbie?” I asked, getting really curious about his sex life now. Knowing he was telling stuff that no one else knew. Michael licked his lips.
“Can we talk about this later tonight, were coming up on the club.” Michael said looking at me. Our eyes met, and another wave of electricity ricocheted through me.
“Promise?” I asked looking him over again.
“Yes, I promise.” Michael said, as he parked the car on the street. I drew in a deep breath as the car came to a stop. I was about to step out of the car when Michael called my name.
“Crystal.”
“Yes?” I said turning in my seat to look at him. His lips came down to kiss mine. My hand curled into his long hair as we kissed passionately. Michael was the one to pull away.
“I love you.” Michael said, his voice husky with lust.
“I love you too.” I said as turned to walk out of the car.
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