Disclaimer The following is a work of fiction. Characters, names, situations, events, and locations described in this novel are purely the invention of the author's mind, or are used fictitiously. Any sort of resemblance to people - living or dead, names and locations is purely coincidental. This story is copyrighted and cannot be taken or displayed without the permission of the author. One Wild Night with Jon Bon Jovi By SL It was a hot summer night after a two and a half hour concert and Jon goes to a bar for a drink. He walks over to the large wooden bar, takes a seat on one of the stools and orders a beer. While he is sitting there drinking his beer, a tall blonde-haired woman walks in after a long day at the office. She notices Jon and sees that he is wearing a pair of tight black hip hugger pants. "Pardon me, is this seat taken, good looking?" asks Samantha. Jon turns around to see who is talking to him and sees Samantha standing there in a mini skirt with a light blue v-necked shirt. "Well no it isn't, beautiful." answers Jon with a bit of a raspy yet still sexy sounding voice. I sit on the bar stool next to Jon before I let him order me a white wine. As we talk, I find myself getting lost in Jon's seductive blue eyes and begin to wonder what is hiding behind those tight pants all night. Soon it is time for the bar to close so I suggest we go back to my place for a night cap. We get up from our seats and head out the door to my limo. The ride to my place from the bar isn't that far and I can tell that Jon wants to kiss me (which I hope he does) . Once the limo pulls up in front of my house, we get out and go inside for a night cap after I unlock the front door. "Nice place you got here, Samantha." comments Jon. "Thanks," I replied as I went over to my mini bar to get those drinks. Before I can even pour the drinks, Jon takes me into his muscular arms. He leans in to give me a kiss. Next he lifts me up and carries me upstairs to the bedroom where we make hot passionate love all night long. Come morring we wake up happy and satisfied. Jon gets up, puts his clothes back on. "I have to get back to the hotel before anyone misses me." says Jon. "You're not going to tell anyone about this, are you?" "Who in the world would believe me anyway?" I answered. "You can lay your hands on me anytime." said Jon before he left.