Adventures of Hollywood Jim Ch. 85

Remember how I said I'd never learned all that much about the background of my superiors? Jeff Murphy's love of the Green Bay Packers was a given since he was originally from Wisconsin. But Chuck Tyler was another story, and rather surprising.

For all of his fast talking, Hollywood bluster and bravado during the week, Chuck was apparently a different person on the weekends. I found this out when I got an invitation to, of all things, an equestrian show riding event sponsored by Longines watches.

"This I gotta see to believe."

Like I said, this was out of character for Chuck, way out of character. So I knew I had to see it to believe it.

For now though, I had a meeting with Michael Baldwin. Michael was the firm's chief legal counsel and his guidance had gotten Artists Unlimited out of some big time jams that had often occurred (albeit unintentionally) because of me. This meeting was more social, a pre-wedding celebration for Dana Liebowitz. Dana and I went way back, we'd known each other in high school and after graduation she went to law school and went to work for Michael's firm and rapidly rose in the ranks there to become a junior partner. She'd been there the day of the courthouse shooting and saved Michael's life, and narrowly missed losing her own life in the process. She had endured a long recovery back home and came back better than ever. She'd also gained a fiancée` and become something of a local TV celebrity. The office was so crowded with partygoers that I barely had a chance to congratulate Dana. I ended up in Michael's office as a way to escape the hubbub.

"What's next for her? Is she gonna stay out here or go back east?" I asked Michael.

"She'll be running things back east, come out here for board meetings once in awhile." He replied between bites of jumbo shrimp.

"Think you'll miss her?"

"Not likely" He said as he tapped his knee. It had been surgically reconstructed due to the bullet wounds that day "I'll always think of her whenever it rains."

"Whoa, gotta go." I said glancing at my watch "I have an important date with a demanding client."

"A demanding client, you? Get outta here!" he said dismissively.

"It's true, and this client doesn't like to be kept waiting." I said as I stood up "Tell Dana I'll see her at the wedding."

I'm sure I left Michael wondering who the client could be. I doubt he'd ever guess it was Smokie the cat. But it was true he hated to be kept waiting for his dinner.

The elevator stopped at a lower floor and 3 business-suit types got on along with a pretty blonde in a tan blazer, dark colored pants and equally dark sunglasses. She kept her head down the whole time. Finally she spoke;

"I cannot believe what that asshole is doing...this is so fuckin' unfair!" She said angrily.

"Kaley, I assure you we can fight this in court..."

"But I don't WANT this to go to court!" she said angrily before dropping into a near-tearful voice "You said we'd never get this far! You promised!"

I tried not to stare but hearing that name got my attention.

"Kaley?" I said meekly as I looked over at her.

The girl slid her glasses down a little at hearing her name before one of the business suit guys immediately jumped in.

"Please, no autographs." He said with his hands raised as one of the others jumped in front of her, as if to protect her. I almost thought I'd be slammed to the ground for merely recognizing their client. But their client looked closer and recognized me.

"Oh, my god...Jim..." she said before correcting the others "No! No! He's OK, I know him! I know him!"

She removed her glasses and my suspicions were confirmed, it was Kaley Cuoco. It had been several years since we'd seen one another. She'd co-starred with Blake Lively in the movie "Dreamer", and even though I did photos for the film, I didn't realize it was her until we ran into one another months later at the same gym. She even coined a name for me, "Mister Mountain Jam", a reference to the Allman Brothers song I played on my IPod while I ran on the treadmill.

"Oh my god, I can't believe I'm running into you here!" she said as she hugged me in a voice that was part laughter and part tears "What are you doing here?"

"Friend of mine works here, what are you doing here?"

"Oh..." she sniffed "Meetings with lawyers, I'm getting divorced you know." She said as she glared at what I assumed were her lawyers.

The elevator stopped at the ground floor and we walked out but then suddenly stopped. There seemed to be several photographers who went into a flurry of activity when they recognized her.

"Shit!" she hissed at her lawyer "What do we do now?"

"Uh, maybe I can help?" I said "My car's in the garage, maybe I could drive you home?"

"Do you even know this man?" one said warily.

"Yes, yes, I know him. Let's go!" she said as she took my arm "Come on, Mr. Mountain Jam, time to prove yourself of the name."

We turned around and went back into the elevator, going down to the garage level. I stopped her from exiting and carefully looked out.

"OK, my car is the silver Mercedes convertible over there."

"Oh, you're such a secret agent aren't you?" she said in that playfully flirty voice as we walked to my car.

"Yes, the name's Jim...Hollywood Jim." I said in my best "Bond" voice as I opened the car door for her.

"Should I scoot down low so nobody sees me?" she said in a playfully flirty voice, like this was all a fun game.

"Not a bad idea, think you can do it?"

"Oh, yeah, easily." She said in the seen-it-all voice she used on "Big Bang Theory".

I hit the accelerator and we sped out of the garage.

"Uh, I guess things aren't going too well there, huh?" I said to her as she checked her phone. She looked out the window and sighed.

"Yeah, that's about right." She said before turning to me "You're lucky you're not married."

I looked over at her and smiled.

"You'll get through this."

She smiled back.

"Thanks, babe." She said as she caressed my leg "Hey, there's a Starbucks lemme buy you a coffee."

The staff was either too jaded to notice anyone famous or the customers were too hypnotized by their texting to see who was sitting in the back drinking a large house special with the geeky-looking guy. I think she appreciated a little anonymity for a change.

"I can't believe you just turned up like that." She said while sipping her coffee.

"I guess timing is everything. And I really was there seeing a friend. Artists Unlimited has their legal counsel there."

"Maybe I should call your guys. They'd probably do a better job than the guys I've got now."

I was tempted to ask what problems she was having but knew she probably had some kind of gag order imposed. Before I could think of something else to say, her phone buzzed.

"Hi Mom! Uh-huh...No I'm just getting a coffee." She gave me a cute smile as she talked "Um...I think I can be there tonight...OK, thanks...OK I love you Mom!"

"Think you can give me a ride home?"

"Sure, let's go."

Kaley's home was a Mediterranean-style house atop a winding drive. But as we pulled up to the garage, I got the feeling, even from just seeing the outside, the house was empty. As if nobody was living there. Before I could question this, Kaley changed the subject.

"You've got a cool car. I don't think I've ever seen what you drive."

"It works pretty well for me, I'll say that. My old partner convinced me to buy it."

"Oh, yeah? How'd he do that?"

"Simple, he dropped me off at a dealer and told the salesgirl not to let me leave without buying a car. So...how could I disappoint him?"

Kaley laughed before giving me a sneaky look.

"Wanna see what I'm driving?"

"Sure, why not."

Rrrrright this way!" she said with a giggle as she led me to a three car garage and opened one of the doors revealing a metallic grey Mercedes-Benz SL65 convertible. Its size and color made what I drove look like a little kid's pedal car. And who knows what kind of power was lurking under the hood. Kaley proudly stood by it, almost like a car show model.

"What do ya think? Pretty good for a chick from the valley, huh?"

I was still taking in the idea of seeing something as awesome, and the car wasn't bad either! All I could do was let out a long, slow whistle.

"Pretty good for a chick from anywhere."

"Yeah, I like it too." She said as she walked over to me.

Other than the car, there was nothing else in the garage, perhaps the rest of the house was this way too.

"I know it probably looks a little strange now, I'm not here much. I've been staying at a friends' place lately, you know, the divorce and all. I'm starting to believe the people who said this place was cursed. You know, Khloe and Lamar used to live here."

"Are you going to sell it?"

"As soon as I can." She said without hesitation as we stood by her car "The sooner I can move on, the better."

We were looking at each other now and her green eyes were like emerald diamonds. As if on cue, we leaned in and kissed. I could smell a sweet perfume. When we parted, her eyes slowly opened and she gave me a sweet smile.

"Um, we need to get together soon...you know, when we have more time." I think she was hesitant to do anything else, I was too.

"Right, I've got a demanding client waiting for me." I stammered out.

"You've got a demanding client? Come on!"

"Believe it or not, I do."

She still had a look of skepticism.

"Let's get together soon."

"It's a date." I said as I handed her my card.

"Oh, I like this! I can say I knew you way back when." She said in that giggly tone we all knew as she got into her car. She was right, the last time we'd seen one another was when I was merely part of a crew doing still shots for a movie she was in. The powerful engine roared to life. She carefully eased the huge car out of the garage and roared off down the driveway.

My, my, how times (and people) can change.

The irony was not lost on me as I drove home. Way back when, I'd smuggled another starlet out in the trunk of my car. Only that time it was Paris Hilton, and it was my old Accord that served as the smuggler's "mode of transport". Now I was driving a sleek Mercedes and I was still smuggling out starlets. Only now they sat in the passenger seat. The only thing that could've made it even stranger would be if I was on the same street where all that had happened.

Like I said, how times (and people) can change.

The following Saturday could not have been a better day. The California sun was at its best on the grassy plain where the finest horses and riders around would be competing. For a moment, I felt very much out of place as I got out of my car and looked around. Every other car seemed to be a Rolls or a Bentley. Some had well-dressed chauffeurs standing by the doors or assisting equally well-dressed ladies out of their cars, the gold in their jewelry only added to the atmosphere.

"Hey, Jimmy-boy! You made it!" Chuck said as he greeted me "You're just in time, take a seat up here."

Chuck had a private box with many friends who he quickly introduced. I knew I'd never remember their names, especially when a glass of champagne was handed to me.

"Do you have some kind of personal stake in this? I mean, this is the last place I'd expect to see you at..."

"Look down there and you'll see." He replied

A sleek chestnut-colored horse trotted into the ring with a confident rider atop it.

"Our next rider...Melissa Tyler...riding her horse Angel."

I just found out another little detail I didn't know before.

"Is she your daughter?" I asked

Chuck smiled and nodded.

"Just watch, I'll explain later."

Melissa rode the course like a pro. But then I didn't know anything about the sport, so what else could I say? To me, every rider I saw rode the course like a pro. When she finished, to much applause, Chuck looked like the proud parent.

"Come on, I want you to meet her." He said as he took my arm.

We made our way through the crowds as the next rider was introduced.

"Now entering the ring...Kaley Cuoco riding Zaza."

My ears perked up as I heard the name, and I spun around to see what I could. Kaley wore a beautiful jacket and skintight tan riding jodhpurs with highly polished black boots. Her blonde hair was hidden beneath a standard riding helmet. It was a beauty to behold as she flew over the jumps. Chuck stood by me as we watched; he must've sensed something too.

"You noticed her, huh? I see her ride just about every weekend, she's really into this."

"No kidding?"

"Oh yes, she rides at the same club Melissa does. Come on, Hollywood."

Chuck escorted me to a gathering area for riders where Melissa stood with her horse, gently stroking its head.

"Daddy!" she said happily "Wasn't she great today?"

"She sure was sweetheart, this is Jim. He's the photo guy I've talked about."

Melissa Tyler was a perky girl with dark brown hair and a sunny personality. She raved to her Dad and I about the horse and all they'd done. I listened but still wondered where Kaley might be, how she did with her horse.

"Jim didn't know you and Kaley ride together."

"Oh, yeah! She's super-cool and knows everything about riding...there she is now. Kaley!" she called out.

I turned around and saw Kaley leading her horse. She stopped for a minute and removed her helmet, shaking her blonde hair loose. As she waved back, face lit

up when she saw me.

"Hey, it's you!" she yelled to me as she handed the horse's reins to someone and came over to us "You're just magically appearing everywhere."

"It must be a hidden talent."

"How'd you do?" Melissa asked her excitedly.

"Not bad, I've done better."

"Yeah, me too. I know I'm getting better though

"So Jim, what do you think of all this?" Kaley asked me

"It's really something; I haven't been to an event like this since I was a kid. My sister used to ride."

"Have you ever been on a horse, Jim?" Chuck asked

"Uh, does a merry-go-round count?" I replied making everyone laugh.

"Come on, Jim. I'll introduce you to Zaza." Kaley said as she took my arm and led me to a vast stable area that was buzzing with activity. Riders were mounting and dismounting their horses. Kaley stopped at one stall and held the head of a proud horse.

"Hi, sweetie!" she said to it in a sweet voice "You had a good ride didn't you? Yes you did! Jim, this is Zaza." She said as she stroked its nose and fed him a sugar cube from the pocket of her jacket. I couldn't help but smile seeing how devoted she was.

"I should get a picture of this." I said as I reached in my pocket for the little Nikon I usually had for occasions like this. Only this time I'd neglected to grab it.

"Will my cellphone do?"

"OK, so long as it doesn't get hacked." She replied.

"Hacked? Me? Perish the thought!" I laughed as I snapped off a shot of her giving Zaza a kiss. Zaza didn't seem to mind, although a snort from a horse could be taken two ways. I couldn't help but be turned on seeing her in full riding gear. It made me wonder if she had a riding crop somewhere.

"Let's see the shot." She asked as she looked at my phone "Ugh, I look awful. I'm all sweaty."

"I don't mind...looks kinda hot."

"Oh, yeah you would say that!" she laughed as she gave me a friendly slap. We were looking at each other differently now. She had that easy-going smile that made her all the sexier. I looked around and leaned in to kiss her. She didn't resist and gently wrapped her arms around me as we leaned against the stable door and kissed again.

"Maybe we should go somewhere a little more private." She whispered "Come on, I know just the place."

Kaley led me out of the stables to an area where numerous trucks, vans and campers were parked along with trailers for the horses. We came to a vintage Winnebago Brave camper that was straight out of the seventies. The only difference was the trademark "W" on the side was replaced with a "K" in the same lettering style.

"You like it?"

"This is yours?"

"Uh-huh, we used to have one when I was a kid so when I saw this for sale I couldn't resist." She said as she unlocked the door and led me inside. The inside was very plush with leather furniture and state of the art appliances "I had it totally refurbished inside and they put a better engine in too. I just use it when I go to shows, it makes for a better dressing room I'll say that." She said as she took off her jacket and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge.

"I guess it beats a VW camper."

"You said it! I've tried taking off boots like these in a VW and it ain't easy!"

My bold side began to take over.

"Want me to take them off for you?"

Kaley smiled and sat down on the large sofa.

"Thought you'd never ask." She said as she extended a leg outward. I knelt down and began to pull her boot off. It easily slid off her leg, as did the other one. My hands slowly went up her pants legs and up over her knees. She opened her legs until I was face to face with her, we kissed.

"It's been too long, Jim...I missed you." She said softly as she kissed me again "C'mon...let me show you the bedroom."

Kaley led me into the back of the camper to a cozy bedroom. There were pillows and blankets of various sizes scattered on the bed.

"Want to help me?" she said in a flirty voice. I started to unbutton her frilly white blouse. She was looking at me as I slowly drew the shirt off her and I saw the electric red bra underneath. I moved to the buttons on the jodhpurs. Kaley slid them ever so slowly down her legs. She stepped back a little so I could see her matching electric red panties.

"I always wear these...gives me luck."

"It looks like they worked for you today."

"Uh-huh...in more ways than one." She said as she stood close to me and wrapped her arms around me "Why don't you get...a little more comfortable too?"

"Want to help me?" I asked with a smile.

"Why not?" she replied with the same smile as she pulled my polo shirt over my head and lightly traced patterns down my chest until she reached the belt of my khaki pants. The belt was loosened and the pants slid to the floor, although not as slowly as hers did. As I stepped out of my pants, we embraced again. She could feel my hard-on pressed against her panties. She began to slowly grind against it, making her sigh.

"Like that, babe?" she said in a low, sexy voice.

"I do...what about you?"

"I love it...I love it...Let's make it even better."

Kaley began to rub the front of my briefs making me even harder. She reached inside and I could feel her soft hand on my dick. She began to slowly stroke my dick.

"How's that?" she asked, looking up at me and knowing what my reaction would be.

"F-feels g-good..." I somehow said. She giggled in response when she exposed my dick. Like I said, she knew what my reaction would be. I was fully erect now and she knelt down to feel my dick some more. Her finger traced a pattern down its length before feeling my balls in her hand and admiring that. Kaley gave the head a soft kiss, and then did the same all along its length.

"Like that? Like how I'm feeling you?" she asked in that same voice. I could only nod my head. She giggled again and began to lick all around the head and up and down the length before slowly sliding it into her mouth. I could feel an immediate rush as it went in. Kaley's mouth went up and down and she slowly jerked me at the same time.

"So nice..." she said softly "So nice..."

I couldn't wait any longer. I pulled her up and felt her soft, toned body. She was breathing heavily the more I felt her. I reached behind and caressed her ass cheeks, so nice.

"My turn." She said as she pushed me onto the bed. She reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra, covering her breasts with one arm as she held it out with the other, dangling it briefly and giving me a flirty smile before letting it drop and showing her beautifully full tits to me. She turned around and slowly, ever so slowly, started to pull her panties down, giving me a nice view of her ass in the process. Her panties were in a tangled wad on the floor. She looked over her shoulder and flashed that sexy smile we'd all seen on TV. She finally turned around and showed her full, naked glory to me. Her body was beautiful to see. She was perfectly smooth between her legs, as expected. She slowly crawled onto the bed and lay atop me as we kissed. I wanted to get at her tits, her nipples were erect and I eagerly sucked them. Kaley was moaning non-stop as I did this. I rolled her onto her back and kissed my way down her toned belly to her pussy. I could see it glistening and my tongue only made her moan all the more. I was so hard now, it was unreal. I wanted to fuck her so bad. I didn't waste any time and pushed my dick into her warm pussy. She closed her eyes and moaned loudly as her head went back. I was up close to her as we fucked. Her legs wrapped tightly around me as I fucked her with a steady rhythm.