Claudia could see the two of them out there and could hardly keep herself in her seat. She wanted to go over to them and rip Britney’s extensions out of her head. She could see Britney touching the sides of Justin’s face and slowly tracing his lips. She was growing hot with anger but out of utmost respect, she didn’t want to go up to them because that would cause a scene.
She got up and headed for the door, wanting to get a breath of fresh air.
Justin squinted in the darkness of the dance floor, trying to see Claudia somewhere. He spotted her, headed towards the door, purse over her shoulder.
“sh**,” Justin said, his hands still on Britney. Infact, by now they had managed to find a comfortable, and familiar, resting place. His arms were around her waist and his hands were just above her butt, at the small of her back.
“What?” Britney said, hearing Justin swearing.
She turned her head to look in the direction he was looking.
“What?”
“I don't know. Claudia….she’s leaving or something. I’ll be right back.”
Britney missed him the moment he pulled away from her. She watched as she walked back towards the bar as Justin walked fast and then his walk turned into more of a jog as he tried to catch up to Claudia, who was just stepping outside.
“Claud, Claud, Baby…”
Claudia turned around when she heard Justin calling out to her.
“What’s up honey?” She said when he was standing in front of her. He put his hands on the upper part of her arms near her shoulders.
“Are you ok?”
“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be, sweetheart?”
“Are you leaving?” He asked.
“No.” She giggled. “I just wanted some fresh air.”
“I thought-“
“What? You thought I was upset because your practically dry humping your ex?”
Her comment was a surprise to Justin and it was written all over his face.
“What? Dry humping?”
“Oh c’mon Justin. I watched you guys. Your hands were all over her.”
Justin was already shaking his head in disagreement before she even finished her sentence.
“I was dancing.”
“Yeah, with your hands all over her.”
“All over her, huh?”
“Don’t get smart with me Justin or I’ll just take a taxi home and you can stay elsewhere.”
Justin wanted to get mad, but he decided to change his demeanor. This was his wife. He had got caught up in a moment with Britney. But he knew who he needed to be there for and it was Claudia. He hurt her.
“I hurt you.”
Claudia’s eyes welled up.
“I’m so sorry baby.” He said in a heartfelt way, grabbing gently at the sides of her face and pulling her to him. He softly placed a kiss on her lips. Justin took Claudia’s hand and lifted it to his mouth, kissing it. She blushed and felt like a school girl.God I love this man she thought as he wrapped an arm around her and they headed back in. As they were walking they both noticed how quiet it had gotten outside. All the paparazzi had left by now for other more “happening” conquests. The security detail at the entrance held the door for them and they dipped back inside. Britney was back with her group dishing the details. Her friends ate up her every word like awestruck children.“Girl, he got a hard on?”“Damn baby, he’s still feeling you then…too bad Mrs.Wifey is in your way.”Britney didn't realize it, but she was drunk. Her drinks had hit her like steady waves, and she never even noticed it. “Fuck her.” Britney said, looking at the door and not realizing that she had missed Justin and Claudia’s re-entrance to the party. “Fuck him, too, ya know? He’s got me dancing all over him and yet all he can think about is her. Why would I want a guy like that? I’m Britney Fucking Spears, ya know?” Britney was standing up at the end of the booth and had to steady herself by placing both arms on the wooden table.“Yeah, your Britney Spears and who is that bitch?” One of them said, not realizing how much of an enabler they were being.A small smile spread across Britney’s lips as she thought about what her friend said. All this time she was feeling sub par to Claudia, when she just wasn't looking at the situation properly. At that moment, the Vodka and Yager had Britney feeling a little cocky. And she held up her finger to speak to the group.“I’m gonna go talk to him.” She announced proudly, her hands on her hips as if she was superwoman. Justin was waiting at the bar for a beer with Claudia holding onto him from behind. He smelled so good, and Claudia couldn’t wait to get home so they could be alone. Atiana was surely fast asleep and they wouldn’t have to worry about any interruptions. She rubbed his chest with her hands and Justin dipped his head down to kiss her hand. He turned his head so she could hear him when he said,“I love you, Claud.”He could feel Claudia smile against his shirt.He glanced the other way and saw Britney headed his direction and she looked to be on a mission. A mission he was hoping had nothing to do with him. As she made her way closer, he studied her body. A tiny smile hit him as he thought about how beautiful she was naked. Well, at least the last time he saw her naked anyways. That made him realize it had been quite some time since he last had her naked, and then subsequently he wanted to see her naked again. This caused him to remove all her clothes in his imagination, and his smile grew at the picture he had in his head. She was about the same size as she was when they were together, having lost a lot of weight when she got back in the music business. As if she knew he was thinking about her, or maybe he was just in that state of mind where anything she did in those few moments was overboard sexy to him, she dropped something. She spun around looking on the floor for it a few times, then she seemed to locate it and she bent at the waist to pick it up. Justin instantly got aroused at the sight of her dress being too short to cover her butt when she bent over. She flashed what appeared to be a red thong. Good Lord! Get a grip, Justin. Don’t blow it. Claudia is already on the edge about you dancing on Britney. Stay cool. Damn. Look at those hips on her. Mmm. She’s coming closer, please, don't come up to us. Where is my damn beer, bartender? “Justin, hey.”Claudia turned to see who was talking to Justin only to see it was “her”. Britney’s smile faded away when she looked at Claudia, who had let go of Justin. “Are you having fun?” Britney asked with a big smile.“Yeah. I’m so happy for you. I hope your album does very well.”Britney smiled at Justin as she readied her thoughts for what she was about to say.“I could never have done it without you, J. I owe you anything and everything. Infact…” She thought for a second. “I wanna do a toast.”Justin was quick to try and skirt this one.“No, no.” He objected, trying to grab her by the arm as she turned to walk away, presumably to the DJ so she could take the microphone. “Nooo….” He quietly moaned as he had missed her arm and grabbed thin air. He looked at Claudia who didn't look upset or happy. “I’ll be right back.” He said to her. His beer had arrived and he quickly threw down the cash and grabbed his drink. “Hold this sweetie, will you?”“Sure.” She said with a roll of her eyebrows. She watched him run towards Britney. He had lost her in the sea of people. There was a clearing, though, and he finally found her. Fuck he thought, seeing she had already gone up to the VIP booth upstairs to talk to the DJ. Justin knew he was 30 seconds behind her, and he had to move fast. He jogged past a few people scattered around him and hit the steps to go up to VIP. He nodded at the security guard, as if to say, “I’m with her”.He went upstairs and heard music blaring from one of the private rooms. To his left was the Main DJ booth. He looked in through the glass but someone slipped their hand up under the back of his shirt and he spun around.“Britney. You don't need to do a toast-““I didn't want to do a toast. I just wanted to get you alone.” She cut him off and pushed him into a room that had a silver plaque on the door that read “private”.The room they were in was softly lit with hanging lights and resembled outdoor patio decorations, only maybe a little more upscale. There was a sofa towards the back against the wall and Britney slowly pushed him until his heels hit the sofa and then she stopped. She didn't push him down; instead, she dropped to her knees. Justin had little time to “react”. ‘Brit…ney.” He said, looking down. He didn’t know if he should stop her or let her continue. He knew what was going to happen if he didn't stop her. He backed up and she stood back up right away and pushed him down on the couch. Wasting no time, she straddled him and began to kiss his neck while her one of her hands snaked down to his crotch. She started rubbing it, which caused Justin to emit a moan. He was so caught up in the moment that he had forgot, again, about Claudia.“Justin, I want you so bad.” Britney whispered in his ear before giving his earlobe a little bite. Justin’s head was saying one thing but he couldn’t seem to control his body. His hands were rubbing her butt and then they traveled up under her shirt and migrated to her front, where he gently squeezed her amble breasts. “Oooh,” She moaned, biting her lip and closing her eyes. Justin looked at her when she did this and it only made him want her even more. *~Meanwhile, Claudia had set Justin’s beer down at the bar, as it was getting sweaty and dripping down her hand. She wiped the excess moisture off onto her skirt and looked around for any familiar faces. She saw Johnny but he was busy chatting and laughing with Clive Davis. She scanned the room. Justin, where are you? She thought.
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Never Let Your Gaurd Down Around Your Ex
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