Justin Timberlake entered HOT COCOAS, a night club immediately being blown away by the loud music. There were flashes and bodies moving across the floor. The first thing on his mind was the bar. He was in need for a drink. "Hey guys, I'm gonna head to the bar. I'll meet you guys at the VIP section." he made clear to his friends as he approached the long, rectangular bar. One of the reasons why he loved going to the bar was because of the pretty women he'd meet most of the time. Single women who were either upset with the world or just in need for a good lay.

When he made it to the bar, he took a seat on one of the stools. The waitresses and bar tenders there were hot as pancakes and they were also the nicest people you could meet. Which he thought was a little odd being that they worked at a night club. "Well hello there." his eyes peeled from off the dancing bodies to gaze at Mindy, one of the bar tenders. "This is like three times now." he formed a smile upon his lips.

"Yes it is. What are you keeping tabs on me now?" he teased, putting his focus on her perfectly shaped breasts that hid under a thin, see through, white t-shirt she wore.

"How can I NOT notice you? You're like THE hottest guy in here." he blushed slightly.

"Don't bust my chops. You, my dear..." he leaned in closer. "...are to die for. Especially those tits of yours." she licked her lips teasingly, returning a seductive look. This always happened when he came there. He would end up flirting with one of the bar tenders, then he would order a drink and enjoy it while flirting some more. Maybe even with a customer and then he would dance a little. After feeling up on women on the floor, he would sit in the VIP section and probably order a few private lap dances, then he would leave. And in a few more days, he would do it all over again.

"What are you getting tonight? Oh let me guess. You want the Bacardi lime." he nodded with an impressive look on his face.

"Not bad. Hook me up one of those, oh and turn around so I can get a good view of your ass." he flirted.

"Ha-Ha. You are something else. So straight forward, to the point. I like that." she bit her lip, sizing him up a bit. "I'll be right back with your drink."

"Thank you." he thanked, never taking his eyes off her. She had to be one of the prettiest tenders there and if she didn't get off so late, he probably would have taken her to back to his place.

"Cute isn't she?" a voice spoke into his ear. He quickly looked away to gaze at an African American woman, watching as she took a seat on the stool beside him. "You guys seem to know each other very well."

"Well..." he paused, scrutinizing this stranger closely. She was quite attractive, actually. She wore a revealing top, almost exposing her breasts that looked to be like C cups. And she wore a white cap over her hair. Not only that, she looked quite familiar to him. He just didn't know where he had seen her from. "Do I know you?" she quickly shook her head.

"I don't think so, but I know you." she answered, taking a sip of her alcohol beverage. "I'm pretty sure you had a clue any way. Considering you're this famous celebrity."

"Do you normally come here?" he asked, twirling around in his stool to face her. This woman was extremely gorgeous and he had to get to know her.

"Yes, probably once a week." she looked away, putting her focus on the bar tenders that roamed the area.

"And I'm just now noticing you? That's very weird, considering I come here a few times a week. I wouldn't have passed up a beautiful woman as yourself."

"Of coarse you wouldn't have. Because you're a flirt." she finally met his gaze. "Not saying there's anything wrong with that. I mean, you are single last time I checked. Single and ready to mingle. Ha-Ha." a soft chuckle escaped his lips.

"Listen..." he paused, watching Mindy sit his drink in front of him. "Thanks, sweetie." she returned a smile and turned on her heel, walking off. "Um..." he grabbed a hold to his glass of Bicardi, taking a few sips of it. "Mmm this is good. Any way..." he sat the drink down and gazed back at the beautiful woman in black. "What's your name? You already know mines, so I think it's only fair that you tell me yours." she smirked, hesitating to give out that information.

"Blu. My name is Blu." his eyebrows raised interestingly because he had never heard a name like that before.

"Wow, what a...unique name. I'm guessing blue is your favorite color. It happens to be mine as well."

"That IS true in a way, but I didn't name myself. I guess it was just a coincidence that it turned out to be my favorite color." he nodded, scratching his irritant chin.

"I wanna ask you something personal. It's your choice whether you wanna answer the question." he paused, admiring her contagious looks. "If I asked you to come back to my place with me, would you? Yes or no."

"Hmm." she sat up, giving him a better view of her cleavage. What an interesting sight. "Maybe, maybe not. Why don't you ask me and see." he liked this girl. She was sexy and flirty and he definitely had a clue what she was thinking.

"Okay, Blu...will you accompany me back to my house? I promise you, you won't regret it." those exact words just made her heart flutter. Of coarse she wanted to go back with him, but she didn't want to seem that easy. Maybe if she spent more time with him there, then she probably would agree.

"I don't know." she sat her drink down and stood to her feet. "I'll think about it. Besides that, would you like to dance?"

"Hmm, I thought you would never ask." he stood up, following her out on the dance floor and during the whole time--his eyes were glued to her perfectly shaped ass. Oh how bad he wanted to grab it. This stranger was just too perfect. Maybe even too perfect for him. She finally turned his direction and reached out for him. He accepted both her hands as they began moving to the music. He quickly pulled her closer, attaching his arms to her small waist. His hands roamed her lower back, finally stopping at her butt.

"What are you doing?" she asked, pushing his hands away.

"What's wrong? Don't act like you don't like it." he attempted to grab her ass again but she twirled around, facing her back to him.

"Stop that. Is that all you think about? Ass?"

"No. Yours just happen to be your best asset."

"Oh really?" she rested her head back against his chest while grinding up on him. This move immediately turned him on and all he wanted to do was take her some place where they could be alone. "And you know what's your best asset?" she threw her hand back, groping his private area.

"Whoa!" he jumped, completely shocked at her actions.

"Doesn't feel too good, now does it?" she turned to face him. "Being treated like a piece of meat."

"First of all..." he grabbed her, pressing himself against her. "I could care less how you treat me. Especially a beautiful woman as yourself. I was just surprised because I wasn't expecting that."

"Mmm hmm." she reached in between them, grabbing him once again but this time she begin to stroke him, feeling him harden between her fingers. "Like that?" he bit his lip, trying so hard to resist her. Especially in a room full of people. It was a good thing there wasn't too much light in the room because anybody could've seen what she was doing.

"We're leaving." he grabbed her waist and turned her, pushing her towards the crowded people and near the exit. This was her whole plan, to get him alone so she could fuck the shit out of him.

When they made it to his place, he threw her on the bed and hovered over her. She attached her arms to his neck as they kissed passionately. "I'm gonna fuck you so good, your momma's gonna feel it." she spoke seductively in his ear.

"You have a lot of mouth on you. I wonder if you can back it up." his hands roamed every inch of her body, stopping here and there. His favorite spot to touch was her ass. He just loved how it felt. "Give me a minute." he climbed out of bed, quickly entering his bathroom for a condom. After finding the condom, he departed the bathroom and noticed Blu completely undressed. The only thing she wore was an underwear set as she sat there waiting patiently for him.

"Got it?" he blinked a couple of times, waking out of the trance.

"Yeah." he answered, holding up the rubber.

"Well what are you waiting for? Come here." she motioned him over with her finger. First he undressed himself, then climbed on bed beside her.

"You're fucking sexy as hell." she grinned, her eyes slowly trailing down his figure. She had to admit, this was not how she pictured him to be. She thought he would have backed away at the club after she grabbed his dick, but he did the total opposite.

"Are you gonna put on the condom or what?" she asked softly. "I'm tired of waiting."

"You only have to ask but once." he slipped on the condom and climbed on top of her. "Ready for big daddy?" she laughed faintly.

"Don't flatter yourself."

Two days later

Justin laid in bed sleeping peacefully when his phone went off. He groaned, slowly stirring in bed. It continued to go off until the answering machine picked up.

Leave a message

"Your voice message is so bland." a familiar voice spoke. "Any way, you wouldn't believe what's the big topic in the newspaper today. You, my friend. Some chick is doing a tell-all topic about sleeping with you!" his eyes immediately flew open. "You gotta read it, man. She's saying a lot of shit. Unbelievable..." he quickly reached out, grabbing the phone from off the receiver.

"Hello?"

"Hello? Oh hey, I didn't think you were up."

"I wasn't." he rubbed his tired eyes.

"Did you hear my message? Some journalist is exposing you. It's in the LA TIMES column. She's talking about how you took her home and had sex with her. She went into detail like you wouldn't even believe." he felt his whole body go numb. "You have to get the newspaper."

"Shit. I gotta call you back." he turned off the phone, this ghastly feeling spreading throughout his body. This all felt like a dream to him. A horrible dream that would not end. The difference was, he couldn't pinch himself to wake up. This was really happening. And he only had one person in mind. Blu. It had to have been her. She was the only woman he slept with recently but then again, he took a lot of other women home as well so it could have been either one of them. "This is not good." he finally stepped out of bed and entered his bathroom.