Adventures of Hollywood Jim Ch. 03

The more time I spent in LA, the more I realized how different some thing's can be. Take rain for example. I found out that when it rains out here, it really rains!

This was one of those days that make the area famous. It was a Saturday morning and I was looking forward to a long rest after my recent adventures. My day would be centered on laundry and food shopping (Yes, another exciting time for "Hollywood Jim"). After that, I would be incommunicado for the rest of the weekend, as I had a date with my couch and a marathon of James Bond movies. And the weather seemed to agree with my plans. I awoke to the muted roar of raindrops on my roof. And the sudden realization that "Mother Hubbard's cupboard", was empty. I had to go out sooner rather than later.

So I headed out in the storm, but I needed my coffee fix first. I stopped at a drive thru shop and got a large hazelnut to go. I also got a drenching of rain when I reached out for my coffee. Oh well, into every life some rain must fall. I was headed down a side road to a local Ralph's when I came upon a huge puddle in the road. Not knowing how deep it was, I drove through slowly. The way the rain waters parted, I felt like Moses at the red sea. Once I'd cleared it I noticed something odd. There was a lipstick red Porsche Cayman on the side of the road. Minus a rear wheel, this seemed to have landed on the other side of the road. A drenched blonde flagged me down. She was wearing a black t-shirt, sweatpants, and nearly in tears.

"Hey, can you help me?" she cried

"Sure, what is it?" I asked

"My car has totally broken apart, my phone's dead, I'm cold..." she sputtered breathlessly through her tears.

"OK, OK let me see what I can do, I'll-"

"Winnie!" she screamed

A little black dog had scampered out of her car and was running free. She screamed and called the dog's name as she chased after it. I threw my car into park and got out and joined the chase. I quickly overtook the girl and followed the black mop of fur as it ran towards what looked like a heavily congested street. I somehow got in front of the dog and grabbed it off the pavement, just inches from certain disaster. But not for me, I fell into a huge puddle. And I was drenched even further than I already was.

The girl was still screaming the dog's name as she caught up with me. She was out of breath and now sobbing.

"It's OK, it's OK, I got her!" I yelled

"Winnie, oh Winnie!" she said over and over through her tears.

"Let's get back to your car, Miss-."

"Br-Br-Bridget." she said through her tears.

"OK, Bridget, you're both OK, Let's get back to our cars, it's a little dryer there."

I wrapped her and the dog in my jacket and we walked back to our cars. The Porsche was clearly "dead in the water". She explained how she misjudged how deep the puddle was and hit a pothole so hard it broke the wheel right off the axle. The back end of the car dragged on the street and some of the bodywork was ripped apart too. Who knows what kind of damage had been done to the engine. She was clearly upset by the whole thing. She reached for her phone again but the battery was still dead. And the Porsche Emergency Response System didn't seem to be working either. So it's no wonder she was upset.

"Well, I'm an Auto Club member. Let me see if they'll help you." I said

I went back to my car. My phone was, luckily, fully charged. I called my club and they were available to help.

"Great, my problem is I'd like to have this service for a friend whose car is down and she can't contact her club, can I put this on my membership?" I asked

They said they could and just needed the recipient's name.

"Right, her name is, excuse me, Bridget?"

"Yes?"

"The club just needs your last name for the report!" I said

"Oh, Marquardt, Bridget Marquardt." She had regained some composure now.

"OK, her name is Bridget Marquardt." I suddenly realized who this water logged driver was. I had a "Girl Next Door" right next to me! I better regain my composure pretty damn quick!

She was a little calmer now, but very waterlogged. I was too. And the rain didn't seem to be letting up. What with the damage from the accident, it was now lapping at the doorframe of her car. Pretty soon, her car would become a boat.

"Would you rather sit in my car, Bridget? It's a little drier." I asked

"Oh, yeah. Good idea." She answered, now beginning to smile a little.

She and Winnie sat in the front seat of my car. I think she was happier to see her dog safe and sound more than anything else.

"I feel like a drowned rat!" she said with a slight smile.

"Well, that makes two of us. I'm Jim by the way." And I offered her my hand.

"Oh, yes! I'm Bridget, thank you so much!"

"Here, drink some coffee. It'll warm you two up." I said

"Thank you! Oh, just what I needed." She said as she sipped the coffee.

"If you don't mind my asking, where were you headed when this happened?" I said.

"Oh, back home. I live a few blocks away and I thought this way wouldn't be so congested with the rain and all. I guess I was wrong about that!"

She closed her eyes a little, took a deep breath, and leaned her head back. She was trying to calm herself down.

"I just can't believe this could happen to my car. I'm a great driver too." She said.

"No driver's totally perfect." I replied.

I looked in my rearview mirror and saw a flatbed tow truck approaching.

"Gee, those guys arrived quicker than I thought" I said with a touch of surprise. And regret. Here I had a famous starlet in my car, and my time with her was over before it even started.

"Uh, do you need a ride home? It's the least I can do for you." I offered.

"Oh, that'll be great! I just want to get home and dry off, yes that'll be perfect!" she said, now with that "Bridget smile".

While Bridget sat in my car, I met with the wrecker guys as they loaded up the Porsche and arranged its transport. I grabbed her bag out of the car and we headed off.

"OK, isn't the mansion in like Beverly Hills?" I asked.

Oh, crap! I'd just made the same mistake I made with Paris Hilton, I revealed too much of myself too soon. This time instead of inadvertently using the "Hollywood Jim" nickname, it was revealing that I knew who she was and where she lived.

Great job "Hollywood"!

"Well, it's not the mansion we're going to." She said slowly. Now realizing I knew who she was.

"Oh, well where then?" I replied.

"I have a condo down the street. I actually live there." She said.

"Oh, OK." I relied, but with a mix of confusion and disappointment.

"I'll let you in on a secret, since you seem to know who I am. We only live at the Bunny house when they film the show, the rest of the time I live out here. I'm sorry to let you down." She explained.

"Oh, I see." I replied.

"I got this place when I was in school," she explained "And I like the fact it's really mine. The Bunny house is nice and all. But it's too much like a dorm, everybody needs their own space and all, right?"

"You're right, that really makes sense."

"Turn left up here." She directed me now.

Her condo was a simple, nondescript place. You'd never know that a "Girl Next Door" lived here.

"Come on in, you look pretty waterlogged too." She said

We dashed inside the house, just glad to be somewhere warm and dry. She immediately put Winnie down and she scampered away.

"You naughty doggie!" she scolded, but with a smile. She looked at me saying;

"Let me get you something, I'll be right back."

The silence after coming in from outside was a bit jarring. The inside was comfortable. A sectional couch and several easy chairs were in one room. There was a large framed photo of her with Hugh Hefner and Holly and Kendra on one wall. A portrait of her and Hefner alone at Christmas time was on an end table. I stared at both, realizing fully whom I was with right now. What were the chances?

Bridget reappeared now. She'd dried her hair a little and wore a white terrycloth robe with the Playboy logo embroidered on the front (naturally). She tossed me a similar robe saying;

"Put this on, it'll warm you up. I'm gonna make some coffee for us." And she went into the kitchen. I wasn't quite sure what to do at this moment.

"Uh, where should I change?" I sheepishly asked.

"Right there is fine, I'll show you where to hang your clothes." She said from the kitchen.

"Okay, then."

Well, at least I got that out of the way. I quickly stripped down to my underwear and put the robe on, she's right, it did feel good. I walked into the kitchen with my things. She instructed me to hang them on a rack near the back door. Out in the backyard I could see a Jacuzzi, and all the standard California patio gear. As well as a large barbeque grill.

Her kitchen was enormous. It was ultra-modern, but with clean, distinct, lines. It wasn't cluttered, just furnished very efficiently. She was measuring exact amounts of coffee and then sending it through a grinder. There was such a look of concentration on her face. She could've worked for Starbucks the way she operated here.

"Man, this is a great kitchen!" I said

"You like it? I love being in here. People always tell me how great this place is. I did the design of it." She said with a big smile.

"Really? It wasn't like this when you bought it?"

"Oh, God no! The place was such a dump when I bought it. I figured I'd fix it up and then sell it. But it came out so well, I just didn't have the heart." She replied.

She fixed the coffee and handed me my cup. It tasted perfect.

"Let's go in the TV room." She said, leading me down some steps to another room. Her TV room was also comfortably furnished. There were shelves filled with DVD's. Framed posters for movies past and present were on the walls. More photos of her with the girls and other celebs. A big flat screen TV was mounted on the wall. She planted herself on a big black leather couch, tucking her legs underneath her and directing me where to sit down by tapping a spot next to her.

"So, Mr. Jim, where were you headed today?" she asked with a smile.

"Would you believe to Ralph's?" I replied.

"No way! So was I!" she exclaimed.

"Yeah, Mother Hubbard's cupboard was empty when I woke up." I said.

"Wait a minute, you mean you haven't had breakfast yet?" she asked.

"Uh, looks that way." I replied.

"Oh, we've got to take care of that!" she said, and jumped up heading back to the kitchen. I stood up too, but she stopped me.

"No, you stay there I'm getting you breakfast, baby!" she smiled widely and handed me the TV remote. As she went back upstairs she said;

"You deserve a good breakfast after helping me!"

I sat there, dumbfounded. But amazed at how things can change for me. I flicked on the TV and started scanning through the stations while sipping my coffee.

Bridget returned a few minutes later with a plate of scrambled eggs, a toasted muffin and a generous glass of OJ. I stood, but she told me to sit.

"No, no, baby! This is your meal." She said with a giggle.

She took a forkful of eggs and fed it to me. They were delicious. She must've put something extra in them.

"Wow, these are good, did you add something?" I asked

She smiled and said;

"Oh, it's a little secret of mine," she said beaming "I never tell anyone." She said while leaning in close and almost whispering.

"Anyone?" I said almost the same way

"Anyone!" she giggled

She then handed me the muffin and fed that to me.

"How's that?" she asked

"Perfect." I replied

She fed me some more eggs, it was getting very strange. I wasn't sure what was going on here, but I liked it nonetheless. She had a mega-watt smile the whole time this was going on, and I was smiling too. She then put down the plate.

"Would you like some milk?" she asked

"Uh, yeah, that'd be great."

She pulled opened her robe, revealing her gorgeously large tits

"How about this milk? It's all natural." she said and leaned in to me with a big smile and a giggle.

I was speechless at this moment.

"What do you think, honey?" she said oozing sex.

"Uh, my oh my, uh-"I stammered

She then leaned in further and kissed me softly on the lips.

"Just relax, baby. I'll make you feel good" she said in a sexy whisper.

She kissed me again, deeper now. My tongue merged with hers, her kisses were magnificent. When she slowly pulled back I could see her smiling lustily, she slowly licked her lips.

"You're a good kisser." She said with a smile.

"So are you." I responded, my words barely audible, at least to me.

She smiled in response. She untied her robe fully and I could see she was totally naked underneath. She moved in close to kiss me again and I responded by slowly pushing her back so she lay flat on the couch. I kissed those gorgeous tits of hers, they felt so soft and the nipples like sweet candy. Her areolas were large and I licked all around them.

"Oooooh...baby, yes, just like that." She said through soft moans.

I was in heaven! Her tits felt so soft and I caressed them lovingly while kissing her deeply. She responded with a series of moans and breathless words as I kissed her neck. Just hearing her breathing heavily in my ear was intoxicating. I slowly sat up and looked down at this naked beauty in front of me. She still had that mega-watt smile and her tits were like golden orbs. Her pussy was shaved except for a golden patch at the top. I reached for her pussy and slowly rubbed it. Her hand joined mine.

She now sat up, untied my robe and her hands drifted down to my crotch. A tent was forming in my underwear and she eagerly rubbed it.

"Ooo, Wow! That's nice!" she giggled "I think you're ready for action!"

Seeing her smile was just as sexy as seeing her naked, there was just such a sexy innocence about her. I was smiling just as much as her.

"Uh, maybe I should stand up." I said hesitantly, this whole experience was just so unreal to me.

I stood up and Bridget reached up to my underwear and slowly pulled it down. My dick was nearly at full staff. She caressed it and the area around it.

"This is nice!" she said smiling.

It responded by growing even larger in her loving hands. She giggled knowing what she'd done. It was pointing straight out now and she looked up at me.

"You want a blowjob honey?" she asked with a smile and a lick of her lips.

"Sure, you're in control." I said.

"Mmmm, I love to suck cock, I love to fuck too. I can't wait to do that!" She said with that sweet "Bridget" voice.

But her mouth was now occupied with my dick. She kissed it on the tip before licking all around the head, then slowly taking just the head into her mouth. I could see her cheeks jut out as she took all of my manhood into her mouth. It seemed like I was bigger than she expected. If that was the case, I wasn't gonna argue!

"Oh, my God! You've got a big cock baby!" she said breathlessly.

No girl had ever said that to me, but I sure wasn't about to argue!

She resumed her tongue action on my dick, it slowly made its way up and down the shaft, before she took it all into her mouth, slowly this time. Her hands now worked their way onto my dick, slowly jerking it off. I could hear sounds like "Ummf" as she sucked. Smacking sounds came from her mouth. It was so overwhelmed by me. She now bobbed her head back and forth on it before coming up for air.

"Wow! This is wild!" she said.

My body seemed to shudder at all the sensations flowing through me, I could feel an explosion building within.

"Uhhhh..baby I'm gonna come soon!" I said quickly.

"OK, come on my boob's baby!" she said sexily.

She started jerking me off

"Come on my boobs, baby!" she repeated over and over.

My explosion hit like a freight train as I unloaded on those golden orbs.

"Oh, Wow! Baby! Wow! Ooo, you really had one in you!" She exclaimed as my come drenched her tits. She and I were both laughing now. I was still shuddering with excitement as she milked every last drop from me, and then took my softening dick and used it to rub the come around her tits, all the while looking up at me with a lustful smile. She then stood up and kissed me deeply.

"You got come all over me! Let's go clean up, honey." She said lovingly.

She led me into a bathroom off the TV room and had me stand at the sink while she got a washcloth. She wet it with warm water, crouched down, and began cleaning my dick.

"I'll get you nice and clean, baby." She said calmly.

It was now clean enough for her, and she wet the cloth again.

"Now you clean me." She said with a big smile.

I told her to sit up on the vanity and I slowly began rubbing the washcloth over her shoulders, then down to her tits. She was breathing heavily as she felt the warm cloth move over her body. I leaned in and kissed her, she kissed me back. I worked the cloth down to her pussy and slowly rubbed it as well. She gasped at times as the sensations came over her. I crouched down for a closer look at this beauty. I rubbed the cloth some more and slowly pushed it inside her, she was now moaning constantly.

"Ohhhh....Jim. Baby, yes, oh my god that's so good!" she said through her moans.

"You like that, baby?" I said softly.

"Yes, oh god, yes!" she replied.

"Want me to do some more?" I continued softly.

"Yes, use your tongue baby" she replied the same way.

The cloth was now replaced by my tongue. I slowly licked all around her pussy area before licking the outer folds. She was dripping wet. She was almost screaming now. My tongue made its penetration inside her and she was in full-blown ecstasy now.

"Yes! Yes! Oh my god! Do it! Oh god, eat me baby!" she screamed.

I tongue fucked her now, darting inside and out with it. Inserting my fingers too and using them while keeping her talking;

"You like that Bridget, huh, you like my fingers inside you?" I said lustfully.

"Oh my god! Finger-fuck me baby! Finger-fuck me! Fuck...me...baby!!" she screamed.

"You want me to fuck you, Bridget?" I now said.

"Do it! Fuck me!" she yelled.

My dick had now come back to life. And I was more than ready!

I stood up and got into position.

"You gonna put that big thing in me, honey?" she said in a voice oozing sex.

She eagerly looked down at my dick as it slowly went inside her.

My dick slid into her, and her head went back and she uttered a long, slow;

"Ohhhhhhhhh....so good...so good."

I slowly began to fuck her on the vanity, she felt so good it was unreal. She was giving me that "Bridget smile" and licking her lips.

"Oh, fuck me honey, fuck me!" she sighed.

I pushed harder into her and felt the sensations of her pussy wrapping itself around me as we became one. I wanted to last as long as possible with her. I slowed down and kissed her deeply again. I withdrew and she seemed to know automatically what she wanted to do next. She turned around and bent over the vanity and offered up her ass to me, pulling her cheeks wide apart so I could get the whole picture. She looked at me over her shoulder and said;

"You like?" she asked, giggling.

"I like." I answered

"Well, fuck it then!" she said laughing.

I got up close to her and shoved my dick into her ass. She let out a guttural sound as I rammed into her over and over, man, did she feel good! I leaned forward and felt her tits too and she was arching her back matching me stroke for stroke. Then she slowed down, telling me to pull out.

"I want to do something else." She said.

My dick was still hard enough for more action.

"Sit on the toilet." she said.

I did so and she maneuvered up and sat on my dick. This was the best! I got to watch her tits bounce up and down as she got off on me. She kept up a steady stream of gasps and moans.

"Ohhh God! Yes! Fuck me!" she screamed.