Nick came in the door just in time to hear Shari squeal and repeat “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!!”  He headed toward the den and saw Shari lay down the phone.

            “Shari, what was that about?”  Nick crossed to her.

            Shari stammered, “Nothing baby.  Nothing.”  She could tell Nick didn’t believe her.  She was so busted.  He had been acting weird ever since the whole Burger King thing had started. 

            Nick picked up the phone and hit *69, “The last number to call was 504-339-9610.”  Kevin’s house.  Big surprise.  Nick hit redial.  A familiar voice answered the phone, “Kevin?  Were you just on the phone with Shari?
            Kevin answered shortly, “No.”

            “Can I talk to Stacey?” Nick went on.

            “No, we’re busy.  Yes, she was just on the phone with Shari.  What’s the problem, Nick?”

            Nick ran his fingers through his hair, “Everytime I come in the house lately Shari’s squealing and I don’t know what the fuck is going on, and no one answers me.  Tonight I saw her drop the phone and decided to get to the bottom of it.”

            Nick heard a muffled, “Oh damn, Stacey” then “Nick, I don’t know what is up with your insecurity right now, but just turn on your damn VCR.  They were watching the BK video and freaking out.”

            Nick was confuzzled, “What?  How do you know?”

            “I’ve been in here listening to them for the past 15 minutes, now I’m taking advantage of her getting excited by it.  Can I go now?”  Kevin wasn’t breathing quite right.

            Nick finally understood, “Oops, sorry.  Have a good one.”  He dropped the phone and picked up the remote, hitting ‘play’.  He saw the video version of “Don’t Want You Back” start.  He looked at Shari, “This is what you were making all that noise about?”        Shari was embarrassed and shook her head.  “Why didn’t you just tell me?”

            “I was embarrassed.”  She still was.

            “Why?  Kev said he’s over there watching it with Stacey?”

            “Yeah, he’s been there awhile.  But you don’t like it when I act all silly.  Kevin thinks it’s cute.”

            “It depends on who you’re squealing about.  Come here.”  Nick sat down on the couch and pulled Shari to sit between his legs.  “If it’s me.  I may be ok with that.  Let’s watch together.”

            Shari sat down and leaned back onto Nick’s chest.  She kept her arms folded across her chest.  She didn’t know what to think.  He put his arms around her and laughed at something Brian just did.  They’d never sat and watched BSB stuff together.  She thought that on some level her having been “a fan” was a touchy subject.  Of course they’d talked about it, but she never showed that side in front of him.  She saw how he reacted to nutso fans.  He and Brain would do things just to see how far they’d go.  Like when they jumped out of the van in the middle of traffic just to see if the girls would follow.  Shari didn’t want to be in those ranks.  She reserved those moments and that behavior to her girlfriends.  Stacey was a big help with that.  Stacey still drooled and shook at the sight of Kevin on TV.  But Stacey also drooled and shook at the sight of Kevin . . . still.  Kevin loved it and used it against her every chance he got, not that she minded.  Sitting there with Nick was weird.  She found herself biting into her bottom lip to not say anything and holding onto her arms not to jump around.  Dammit, this wasn’t fun.

            Nick noticed that Shari was all tensed up.  He grabbed her hands and pulled them away from her body.  They draped over his legs.  He noticed she was biting her lip.  The bells went off.  He’d seen that face on fans.  Shari was having a good old fashioned fan reaction and didn’t want him to see.  “Baby, relax.  This is fun.  I don’t know why we’ve never watched this stuff before.  I’d love to see what you think of it.”  He felt her give in a little.  He snaked a hand under her t-shirt and laid it against her stomach.  Feeling her breathe.  He couldn’t help but notice when he did something (almost anything) that her stomach jumped.  He smiled.

            Shari hated this.

            Nick kept watching and kept noticing Shari’s reactions.  To a smile, a thrust, him laying on the stage, him walking to the video room, and just him talking at the end of the video in the silly commercial thing.  He didn’t get it.  The thing was over. “I hadn’t seen this, cool.  Let’s rewind it so I can see the beginning.”

            Shari thought, “Oh shit, the torture isn’t over!!”

            Nick was nearly laughing.  Shari was doing so good at not reacting.  But Nick knew her well, and knew what fans did.  He really liked this.  He had begun to think that she really was unaffected by all this.  He got an idea.  He waited through part of LTL, then slowly snuck his hand into the waistband of her shorts.  He moved his hand lower and let one long finger caress her slit then ease into her to find her entrance.  It was his turn to react, “Damn Shari.  You’re so wet.”

            All Shari could do was whimper.  He just didn’t get it.  He was laying on the stage for god’s sake.  Then his butt, my god, his butt walking to the video room.  And then he had the audacity to fucking lick his lips.  That beautiful full bottom lip that she could just suck on for years.  Nick kept easing that lone finger into her body.  Using her moisture to easily start to tease her clit.  She clamped her eyes tight, and tried to block out the vision on TV.  Having Nick with her was enough, but on TV and with her was too much.  She laid her head back on his shoulder.  That didn’t help.  She could smell his cologne.  That wonderful mix of clean Nick, and Drakkar.  They should call that stuff “Insta Fuck”.  She breathed out a sigh and Nick knew it was working.

            “Damn, Shari.  I can’t believe how wet you are?  All this from just watching . . . me.  I hope it’s me.”  Nick was nuzzling her neck and planting soft kisses as he spoke.

            “No, it’s Kevin.  Stacey lets me drool.  Of course it’s you Nick.  You . . . damn.”  At just that moment Nick was on screen standing in front of his pole, squirming suggestively.

            Nick noticed her tighten around his finger, “That works for you.  The “Don’t Want You Back” ladder thing.”

            “Pole.  It’s a pole.  It works for everyone.  Especially me.”  Shari’s breathing was irregular.  She noticed the feel of Nick Jr. growing fast against her back.

            Nick mouth and tongue moved up her neck to suck on her earlobe, “God I want you.  I thought you didn’t notice any of that anymore.”

            “Oh, I notice, I notice.”

            Nick pulled his fingers out of her and brought them to his mouth for a long taste of Shari, “I noticed.”  He wrapped his other hand in her hair and pulled her head back, laying her across his chest.  His mouth met hers in a fierce kiss.  Their tongues battled roughly and Shari clawed at his chest.  She grabbed onto his shoulders and turned her self to him.  He held her hips and helped.  He wanted full access to her.  Nick lifted her shirt up and broke the kiss long enough to remove her t-shirt.  He devoured the skin on the curve of her neck as his hands teased her breasts.  Shari tore his shirt up over his head then left her fingers to dance in his soft blonde locks.  He loved the feel of her fingers in his hair.  His hands went to her ass and pulled her next to his erection.  He could feel the warmth through the thin fabric.  Then he remembered how warm and wet it had been in there.  Her shorts easily slid off her hips and he knew all he needed to do was rid himself of his shorts and she would be his.

            Shari wanted him out of those damn shorts.  Her fingers undid the button, then the zipper.  Nick raised his ass off the couch and allowed her to slide them off.  She started kissing up his legs.  Nick knew where she’d stop.  He loved where she would stop.  But not right now.  He wanted that warm wet place he had found.  He let her amuse herself by licking the vein up the underside of his penis and gently suck at his head.  Before he got lost in how wonderful that felt he grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up to him.  She looked surprised.  “Shari, I want to fuck you.  I want to be inside you.”  With that he guided her onto his cock and let out a deep moan as he felt her warmth gripping him.  “Love you.  Love the feel of you.”  His hands led her body into the most primal of all dances.  His hips swiveled as she moved up and down his length.  He dropped his head onto the arm of the couch.  Shari took that as an invitation and sucked his neck.  Normally that was a ticklish spot, but not right now.  He did squirm, and squeal some though.

            Suddenly Nick lifted Shari off him and threw her on the other side of the couch.  Before she knew where she was Nick’s face was buried between her legs.  Her hips sunk into the cushions as he sucked her clit and gently bit her. “Nick, oh yes baby!!”  Shari felt her orgasm approaching fast.  Nick licked her length then returned his focus and left Shari tossing her head and moaning his name.  His fingers found their way inside her and that quickly sent her over the edge.  He felt her walls grip him and his tongue vibrated against her until her body calmed. 

            Shari was still contracted tight as Nick re-entered her.  That additional sensation would make it damn near impossible for him to delay the inevitable.  He thrust inside her hard.  Tightening his ass as they connected.  Shari grabbed his beautiful ass in her hands and urged him on, “Harder, Nicky. Fuck me harder!!!”  Nick loved it when she talked to him, told him what she wanted.  He eagerly obeyed and screamed out her name as he came.  He collapsed onto her and Shari played in his sweat soaked hair.

            Nick looked up and ran the backs of his fingers across her flushed cheek, “Shari, tomorrow we start watching every video we’ve ever made.  Naked on this couch.  You are so busted!!”