At JFK Airport in New York, Matthew dragged his modest luggage out of the terminal. He pulled out his phone and turned it on as he walked. After leaving the terminal, he hailed a taxi and told the driver to head straight to a hotel in Brooklyn.
This was a relatively cheap hotel Matthew had booked in advance while still in Los Angeles. Although he was here for the MV premiere and the record company was responsible for providing accommodation, they only covered the night before the event.
Since Matthew had arrived early, he had to handle his own Room and board.
Arriving at the hotel, Matthew successfully checked in at the front desk and found his Room on the second floor. It was a standard single Room facing the street. Booking in advance, it only cost fifty-nine dollars a night. The facilities were quite dated, and various Ran noises would drift in from the street-facing window from TIME to TIME.
One couldn't have high expectations for such a discounted, cheap Room, and compared to the apartment Matthew was renting, it was actually a bit better.
Matthew put away his luggage, sat on the chair by the window, and checked the TIME on his phone; it was still mid-afternoon.
"Are you at an event?"
He composed a text message and sent it to Britney.
Britney was probably very busy, as it took about ten minutes for a reply to come back: "Removing my makeup right now."
Then, he received another one: "I miss you, Matthew."
Matthew replied, "I miss you too, Bu Bu."
"I really want to see you." Britney seemed to be in a low mood. "Are you only coming tomorrow?"
Matthew ignored her question and asked instead, "is the event over for today? Going back to the hotel after removing your makeup?"
"Yeah, I probably have another half hour before I can leave."
After thinking for a moment, Matthew typed again, "I mailed you a gift. It should arrive at your Room at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel before six o'clock. Remember to sign for it."
"What gift?"
"It's a secret!"
After a few more intimate words, Matthew put away his phone and sat in the Room reading a newspaper he'd bought at the Los Angeles airport. When the TIME was about right, he tidied himself up briefly in front of the bathroom mirror, went downstairs, and hailed a taxi.
"To the Waldorf Astoria Hotel."
He told the driver. The driver grunted in response and started the car toward Manhattan, but they hadn't gone far before they hit heavy traffic.
Traffic jams were a common occurrence in New York.
Back in her suite at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, Britney saw it was still early and went to take a shower first. She had worked up quite a sweat with her singing and dancing at TIMEs Square today.
After her shower, she changed into some looser clothes and sat barefoot on the sofa, checking her phone. Matthew's last text was from two hours ago.
What gift would he send? Britney rested her chin in her hand and began to daydream. Over the past period, Matthew had sent flowers, postcards, drinks, and snacks through various delivery services.
A sudden knock sounded at the door. Britney jumped up and rushed to the door, eagerly pulling it open, only to find her Agent standing there.
"Oh, it's you." Her mood instantly plummeted from the clouds to the ground.
"It's almost six," the Agent asked. "Want to go grab dinner?"
Britney shook her head. "I'm not hungry, you go ahead."
With that, she closed the door.
The Agent stood there stunned. On the car ride back, Britney had been in high spirits; why was she like this now... probably another bout of her 'stupid disease'? The Agent grumbled internally and turned to leave.
Inside the suite, Britney curled up on the sofa, boredly watching the wall clock. The hands moved forward tick by tick, and it was almost six o'clock.
She reached for her phone and dialed Matthew's number. It rang once before being abruptly cut off.
"is he working?"
Britney tossed her phone aside and stood up barefoot.
She paced back and forth on the carpet, looking no different from a young girl in the throes of a first love.
"Why isn't he here yet?" She ran a hand through her blonde hair, looking impatient.
Knock—knock—
The knocking sounded again. Britney was so frantic that she didn't even put on shoes, running barefoot to the door and pulling it open.
Then, she froze.
Matthew looked at Britney and asked, "Don't recognize me anymore, Bu Bu?"
"Matthew!" Britney cried out, throwing herself onto him. "How did you get here! How did you get here!"
"You missed me," Matthew said, hugging Britney tightly. "So I came."
He reminded her, "Aren't you going to let me in?"
Britney wrapped her arms around Matthew's neck and jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist. "I want you to carry me."
Matthew carried Britney into the Room and kicked the door shut with a bang. The two of them began to kiss passionately.
They hadn't seen each other for a long TIME, and at an age where hormones were peak, impulse quickly conquered all. Matthew and Britney entered the bedroom, and got rid of the clothes getting in the way.
When Matthew finally saw the naked Briteny, his boner was almost raging out of his underwear to tear it off, the hourglass figure of Briteny with full C-cup breasts . Matthew started kissing, biting and sucking neck, collarbone and finally breasts. As he took one of her peaks in his mouth and twirled his tongue, Briteny mind became haywire.She started getting really wet ,As it was her first time, Mathew has researched properly for this day by watching plenty of x rated video materials.
He unhooked her panty with his teeths and then his mouth slowly approached her pusssy, the tounge twister played by Mathew send her on zenith of pleasure. When Briteny finally his raging boner she was shocked by it's size ." How will it fit inside me?" She asked in her rapsy voice fully aroused..
Mathew just said "trust me" and thrust inside her, she cried out in pain, after the pain subsided he started moving slowly inside her , Briteny became overwhelmed with mix of pain and pleasure. It took them one hour to finally subside somehow.
Knock—knock—
The knocking sounded again. Britney's extremely dissatisfied voice rang out from inside the Room, "Who is it? This is so annoying!"
Wearing a long nightgown, she walked unsteadily out of the bedroom, crossed the living Room to the door, and asked angrily, "Who is it? What do you want?"
"It's me, Ms. Spears," an assistant's voice came from outside. "The Agent sent me to remind you to get some rest early tonight; you have a show to be on first thing tomorrow morning."
Britney said impatiently, "I know, now go away."
After dismissing the assistant, she turned around and found Matthew wrapped in a blanket, already sitting on the sofa in the suite's living Room.
"Such a big temper?" Matthew asked, leaning back on the sofa.
"It's all your fault," Britney walked over, staring at a certain spot on Matthew, and said fiercely, "Wasn't that a bit too much? You actually hurt me!"
Britney quickly sat down next to Matthew, leaning against him. She held out a hand and mumbled, "Where's the gift?"
Matthew lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek. "Am I not the gift?"
Britney didn't speak, seemingly upset.
"is me being the gift not good enough?" Matthew pinched her ear. "Don't you like it?"
"No, it's not good at all!" Britney said deliberately. "Muscles are too hard, strength is too much, palms are too rough, legs are too long, and..."
She gave Matthew a fierce look but didn't say anything more.
Matthew laughed, picked Britney up, and placed her on his lap. "Can I take those as compliments?"
Britney leaned against Matthew and hummed, "Whatever you want."
She shifted into a more comfortable position and suddenly said, "Matthew, I was just saying silly things earlier. Don't take them seriously."
"I know," Matthew tweaked her nose. "You were just joking with me."
He wasn't so stupid that he couldn't tell that much.
Britney seemed worried Matthew might misunderstand. "As long as you know."
Matthew was a bit speechless and was now completely certain that Britney's way of thinking was very unusual. She seemed to easily overcomplicate simple things while viewing complex matters as very simple.
He reached out and grabbed Britney's long blonde hair, letting it slide through his fingers. From what he knew of her, Britney would find it hard to mature without a long period of tempering.
Britney hung her arms around Matthew's neck, seemingly loving this kind of intimacy. She said, "I'm so happy you could come!"
She grabbed one of Matthew's hands and held it before her eyes. It was covered in calluses from years of physical labor. She didn't mind the roughness of the calluses at all as she placed his hand against her smooth cheek. "Matthew, do you know how happy I am right now?"
Matthew slowly caressed her cheek. "As happy as I am."
Britney suddenly raised her voice and shouted loudly, "I want the whole world to know how happy I am!"
"Don't!" Matthew shook his head. "Let's not go public for now."
"Why?" Britney looked at Matthew in surprise and asked repeatedly, "Why?"
"Going public with this won't do you any good."
Just as he had refused Helen Herman before, Matthew's career was gradually getting on track, and there was no need to exploit this kind of thing. "Bu Bu, going public won't benefit you at all; it will only bring you trouble..."
Britney stood up. "But I..."
Matthew also stood up. "Let nature take its course, okay?"
Britney bit her lip and looked at Matthew for a long TIME before nodding. "Okay."
Before Matthew could speak, she added with a serious face, "But there's one condition!"
"Tell me," Matthew deliberately feigned a helpless expression. "As long as you don't sell me out to the paparazzi."
"Don't leave, okay?" Britney said pitifully. "Stay with me tonight."
How could Matthew possibly refuse such a request? "Sure. But I have one condition too."
Britney asked hurriedly, "Tell me, tell me, hurry up and tell me."
Matthew patted his stomach. "I'm hungry. You have to buy me dinner."
The two didn't leave the Room at all. They called for dinner and ate together, then sat on the balcony enjoying the Manhattan night view.Matthew was not satisfied with just one round but Briteny couldn't handle another. So he guided her to use her mouth to give him another release which she enjoyed very much.It wasn't until nearly five in the morning that Matthew quietly left Britney's Room and walked out of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel.
Over the following day, Britney continued her promotional tour in New York while Matthew wandered around Manhattan. This was his first TIME in New York; he visited Wall Street, TIMEs Square, and Central Park, and even made a special trip up the Empire State Building.
As for the World Trade Center Twin Towers standing there, Matthew stayed far away. Anyone who knew even a little bit about current events knew about 9/11.
Before sunset, he went to his hotel to get his luggage and met up with Helen Herman, who had arrived in New York. They went to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel together, checked into the Rooms prepared by the record company, and participated in a small briefing where the organizers explained the details of tomorrow's event.
The event wasn't actually complicated and revolved strictly around Britney. As the so-called lead actor of the MV, Matthew understood his role as being a 'male eye-candy'.
At ten o'clock the next morning, the MV premiere officially kicked off at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel's media center.