Episode 29 Celebration (part 2/3) (Patreon)

Jack Routh

It took roughly 15 minutes to get to the dock on foot. By the time they arrived, there was a slight sheen of sweat on his skin. He didn’t complain, though. The view was beautiful, and it was nice to walk barefoot in the soft sand without worrying about used needles, broken glass, or some other debris that could injure them. LA’s beaches still needed regular cleaning, but the city’s resources were stretched thin as it is.

They took a short break where, surprise surprise, Zoe picked a shaved ice dessert again. He settled for a bottle of water and waited patiently as the two women finished their orders.

“This walk will be perfect for our early dinner.” Liz smiled. “I don’t know about you but I built up quite an appetite.” 

“So where is this secret restaurant?” He looked around the pier. Aside from some food stands, he couldn’t find any large establishment suitable for a sit-down dinner.

“First, we need to take a boat ride.” Liz led them to the pier where a familiar boat was waiting for them.

“Wait, isn’t that…” Zoe started to speak.

“Yup! We’re having dinner on Taylor’s yacht!” Liz replied quickly. “C’mon!”

The pop star did mention she was using it for a music video shoot. He shared a look with his wife and boarded the boat.

“Reminds us of day one of our survival challenge, doesn’t it?” Liz observed as the boat they were on gracefully carved a path through the water.

“Sort of.” He replied. “Except this time, we’re heading to Taylor’s chartered yacht. That vessel is massive. I wonder how much it costs to rent it for a whole week?”

“Three million dollars.” The pilot of the boat replied.

He shared a wide-eyed look with Zoe and Liz when they heard the amount.

The pilot laughed at their reactions. “Trust me, that’s cheaper compared to the annual maintenance costs of the Flying Fox. I believe the owners even gave Ms. Swift a discount.”

The super yacht soon came into view. It looked like there were several boats already docked to the rear of the ship.  He could already hear the sound of music reaching them through the water. It sounded like there was already a party going on, far from the quiet dinner he was expecting.

He helped Zoe and Liz off the boat, and once he set foot on board, he was greeted by a loud chorus of greetings.

“SURPRISE!”

“Welcome aboard!”

“What’s this all about?” He asked, looking around. Taylor was there, wearing a proud smile on her face. Everywhere he looked, he could see familiar faces, from nearly all his different social circles. Some of the officers they had just left on the beach were also present. How did they get here before them?

Angela sported a satisfied look, while Tim raised a bottle of beer at him in greeting.

“Reese? Jessica?” Zoe finally spotted her best friends in the crowd.

“We were planning a wedding reception for the two of you.” Pam explained. “I knew the two of you were struggling to plan one because of your schedules, so I told Reese we should plan one ourselves as a surprise.”

“And when I learned of their plans…” Taylor stepped forward and gave both of them quick hugs in greeting. “…I decided to upgrade the location. Congratulations, Jack and Zoe!”

He was overwhelmed by the kindness of their friends. He shared a look with Zoe, and he could see how much this meant to her with how her eyes glistened from the lights.

“Thank you, everyone, for this.” He replied, taking a hold of Zoe’s hand as he addressed their well-wishers. “Pam, Reese, and Taylor, I couldn’t possibly thank you enough.”

The pop star’s smile widened. “Come on! This is your night! I’m sure you must be starving! Let’s enjoy the night!”

The food, as Liz had promised, was exquisite. This was far from the wedding reception he attended for Pam’s wedding, and he liked it. It seemed like there was a universal agreement among the guests to wear white, and he found it fitting considering their surroundings.

People drifted in and out, there was no program, and he could see everyone was having a good time. Taylor was a gracious host, as the pop star, without any hesitation at all, took selfies and signed autographs for fans.

With three decks, there was more than enough space for the guests to roam and have their own spaces.

Even the music was top-notch, taken care of by Jonathan, one of Taylor’s sound engineers whom he had previously worked with.  He waved at the familiar faces of Taylor’s crew and found himself sitting with the engineer after he took a break an hour later, drinking their bottles of beer.

“It’s two birds with one stone.” Jonathan explained. “Taylor already hired the yacht for the shoot of her music video, Blank Spaces, and she wanted to treat us to a vacation. Using the yacht for a surprise wedding reception for you and Zoe was an added bonus.”

“How did the shoot go?” He asked.

“The male model was... okay.” Jonathan shared as he explained the concept of the video shoot. Taylor was responding to the media’s label of her as a playgirl with successive boyfriends with the music video and the song “There wasn’t much chemistry, and the director struggled a bit to shoot certain scenes. We pushed through in the end.”

“Anyway, when do you want to record Amber?” Jonathan asked. “Because man, that should be included in the album.”

“When we get back to L.A. I’ll find some time over the weekend.” He promised the sound engineer.

They were interrupted from their conversation as the speakers started blasting beats. It looked like someone decided to start a karaoke session. It looked like it was Taylor’s idea as she was singing one of her songs to the delight of the crowd.

He found Zoe a few minutes later, deep in conversation with Jessica and her circle of friends. His wife shifted and patted the seat she made space for, and he squeezed into the chair beside her.

“Having fun?” His wife asked him. He could see the red flush on her cheeks, and he could tell she had consumed more alcohol than she usually would.

“I am.” He replied with a bright smile of his own. “This party’s great!”

“I know, right! This venue is perfect!” Jessica Chastain added.

“So… are you going to head to the stage and give us a few songs?” Liz asked. They all turned to the stage to watch as Taylor belted out one of her classics. The blonde was having fun and even invited a few guests on the small makeshift stage to sing with her.

“Why not?” Zoe answered for him. “Go and give them a show, Honey.”

The women around laughed at her remark, causing his wife to point a finger at them. “Not that kind of show!”

“Any requests?” He asked.

“Telephone! And then Amber!” Liz was the first to yell out her favorites.

“It has to be Sugar first!” Jessica insisted.

“What about those songs you sang for Zoe?” Pam suggested.

They were debating the song lineup, causing quite a ruckus at their table. He laughed at their antics and decided to sing all of them. Their friends deserved it, and almost everyone on board the chartered yacht knew them personally. They came here to have a great time, and he was determined to help Taylor give them one.

“Don’t worry.” He told the girls, causing them to pause in their banter. “I’ll perform them all.”

“You will?” Zoe asked him.

“I’ll perform a concert.” He nodded at her. He was quickly engulfed in a hug by his wife.

“Yes! Jack’s first concert!” His wife pumped her fist in excitement.

He left the table and headed to Jonathan. He would need the man’s help.

Taylor Swift

The female officer, if she remembered her name correctly, Lucy, had a pretty good voice. She knew the lyrics of her songs by heart. It was fun to sing with her, though she could tell the younger woman was still nervous on stage.

Nickolaj’s daughter took the stage next, and started singing while she took a break and looked around the yacht. The guests were having a great time, and she was thrilled at how it all turned up. Weeks of planning and coordinating with Angela, Pam, and Reese made it all worthwhile.

She made sure the food was filled with Jack’s favorites, along with an open bar. She liked these types of parties, very casual and mostly filled with friends and family. Her own staff and crew were having fun, and she spotted her own circle friends eyeing some of the male guests lounging on the deck. A few were eye-catching, even that senior training officer who had a stern demeanor. She remembered he was Lucy's boss, and appeared to be very cool and aloof.

A familiar voice was now singing on the microphone, and it looked like it was her best friend’s turn to sing on the makeshift stage.

“We’re really getting good material.” Her P.R. agent gushed as the woman stood beside her. Cameras were still recording this event for later P.R. use, aside from recording Jack and Zoe’s wedding reception.

“This will be perfect for future music videos or album art material.” The PR agent continued speaking. She nodded at that, looking at the crowd wearing white outfits that were perfect for a tropical beach setting. Couples danced with each other, and that made her more aware that she didn’t have a date.

It was a pity that she had no chemistry with the male model she hired for the music video. He was handsome, yes, but his personality left a lot to be desired in her opinion, and she tried her hardest. He wasn’t into music, or sports, or any hobbies he was into. They just didn’t mesh well. She had planned for the model to stay with them for the week, but at the last minute, she arranged for him and his assistant to stay at the hotel rather than to remain on board the yacht.

 She wondered if it was her or if the guy was really that bland. Maybe her standards were too high, and she was comparing him too much to Jack. Speaking of her musical partner, she looked around at the crowd. Zoe was there with their group at one table, but there was no sign of the groom.

Was he not having fun? Was this too much? Worry began to fill her mind. There was a lull in the stage as Selena finished her number, and there wasn’t anyone stepping up to the microphone after her. 

“Hello everyone!”

She knew that voice. She followed where the sound came from and gasped in delight when the door to the interior room behind their makeshift stage opened up, revealing Jack and her own musicians, including Jonathan, with their respective musical instruments.

“This is something for all of you.” Jack leaned into the microphone to greet the crowd. They were still stunned and a bit confused at the sudden appearance, but she knew what he was planning immediately. Could it be?

Jack didn’t wait for the crowd to cheer, and the music for Sugar, his trademark song, started playing. As one, the guests cheered and rushed closer to the stage. She had a perfect sport already and didn’t need to move. This was her fantasy come to life, her very own Jack Routh private concert.

His songs were sure crowd pleasers, though he did occasionally play the slow romantic ones for couples. She didn’t mind that at all. This was it. She missed the feeling of watching real concerts and enjoying the experience, not carefully promoted performances in award shows.

She was one with this small crowd, her skin glistening with sweat as she jumped and screamed with the best of them whenever Sugar hit a climax in his songs. The man was born for the stage in her eyes.

Then Jack did something unusual, and called for Lucy to the stage. The young woman in question was confused as she slowly joined Jack, her cheeks flushed in embarrassment as dozens of eyes focused on her.

“Do you still remember our song?” Jack asked, this time moving to the electronic keyboards.

Her eyebrows rose up in surprise. They have a song?

“Only two people have ever heard of this.” Jack explained. “Lucy and Angela. This is called Closer.”

It looked like Jack was making full use of the effects of the electronic keyboard as he started a beat with it. Then his fingers started playing the keys as he leaned over the microphone and started singing.

She never thought she would hear a new song of his. She leaned forward, eager to hear the lyrics. As the song progressed, she was amazed at this new style of his. He was more like a DJ, expertly utilizing the effects to add more spice to the music.

We ain’t never getting older!

As the effects hit, she couldn’t control her body as she started jumping up and down. She wasn’t the only one, the crowd surged as they danced eagerly to the beat with their hands raised in the air. Jessica was now beside her, then Selena, then Zoe. They were having a blast, and she let out a laugh of pure joy.

We ain’t never getting older!

The simple music was repetitive but addicting, she was sure more than a few guests would sleep tonight with the tune stuck in their heads.

The police officers they had cheered loudly when Lucy started singing. It seemed like the young woman had gathered enough nerves as she performed with confidence beside Jack.

Stay, and play that blink-182 song, that we beat to death in Tucson, okay.

The lyrics were fun and grounded, she knew this song would connect to a lot of people once it came out. Another hit for Sugar, and she couldn’t wait to perform this with him at the recording studio. This was the alternative rebranding she was talking about to appeal to the underground scene.

She joined him on stage as well, singing Somebody I used to know. By now, everyone knew the lyrics and they were joined by the crowd in singing right from the start.

She thought that was the last song, ending his concert with a banger, but once again, Jack exceeded her expectations.

“Can Zoe please join me on stage?” Jack requested as he put on one of her guitars.

Jessica and Liz practically pushed Zoe forward, and the crowd cheered when she finally stepped onto the stage. The usually passive Police Captain was embarrassed at being suddenly put on the spot.

“This song’s my gift for you, honey.” Jack gave his wife a short kiss that earned a lot of whistles, and started strumming. “This is called Iris.”

He started strumming the guitar, looking at his wife. There was a hush in the crowd, and she felt the same, as if something magical was about to happen. This was the stuff of romance novels and movies, not real life, yet there they were, standing as witnesses.

[Iris- Goo Goo Dolls (acoustic)]

And I’d give up forever to touch you…

‘Cause I know that you feel me somehow,

You’re the closest to heaven, that I’ll ever be

And I don’t wanna go home right now…

“Damn.” She heard Liz whisper from beside her, but she didn’t pay any attention to her friend. Those lyrics, that melody…. She rubbed her arms as she felt goose bumps appear, and it wasn’t the wind that was causing the sensation. Her musicians seemed to get a sense of Jack’s new song and started joining in as the drums and the bass came in.

And all I can taste is this moment

And all I can breathe is your life

And sooner or later, it’s over

I just don’t wanna miss you tonight.

Normally, there were speeches in wedding receptions, professions, or promises of love and gratitude. If this was Jack’s version of the tradition, she heartily approved of it. She always dreamed of a full-fledged concert by Sugar. This… this was exceeding her expectations. Tickets to his show were priceless in her eyes. What appeared to be the chorus arrived as the intensity of Jack’s playing increased.

And I don’t want the world to see me!

‘Cause I don’t think they’d understand….

When everything’s made to be broken

I just want you to know who I am…

She let out a cheer as Jack started playing a solo. She was not alone, and the guests around her seemed to be mesmerized as well. Jack, with the guitar in his hands, made for an eye-catching figure, with the guitar strap causing his polo shirt to part open, revealing his muscled torso to her delight.

He was sweaty from the songs he sang for the last hour, his hair sticking to his face. That only made him more appealing in her eyes, and she watched the beads of sweat from his neck down to his chest. Zoe was really a lucky wife. If she ever found a romantic partner, she wanted someone Jack could call a friend.

And you can’t fight the tears that ain’t coming

Or the moment of truth in your lies

When everything feels like the movies

Yeah, you bleed just to know you’re alive!

The music picked up again as she sensed the chorus coming back. She already knew the lyrics and started singing along with Jack. This song really touched her in a way she couldn’t explain. Zoe, the lucky bride, was receiving one of the most romantic and heartfelt songs she had ever heard. Jack’s wife had her hands covering her mouth, as she listened to his gift.

And I don’t want the world to see me!

‘Cause I don’t think they’d understand….

When everything’s made to be broken,

I just want you to know who I am…

Her hands were up and swayed to the melody as Jack continued to display his prowess with the guitar. With a band behind him now familiar with his style, the music really came alive. She could tell her musicians were having a blast as Jack guided them to the unfamiliar song, and they grew with confidence as the same rhythm repeated itself.

She itched to join them, she could do that. The chords were simple anyway. A band, yes, she and Jack could form a band, different from her mainstream pop songs. Jack gradually lowered the intensity of the longer than usual solo, not that she was complaining. She liked the way the song was structured, letting the melody speak to them and not just with words.

And I don’t want the world to see me!

‘Cause I don’t think they’d understand….

When everything’s made to be broken,

I just want you to know who I am…

She was surprised when the music picked up again, with Jack singing the chorus once more. This was special, as Jack moved closer to Zoe. Jack’s wife was openly crying. She understood, more than a few eyes were tearing up at this point.

And I don’t want the world to see me!

‘Cause I don’t think they’d understand….

When everything’s made to be broken,

I just want you to know who I am…

I just want you to know who I am…

I just want you to know who I am…

I just want you to know who I am…

The moment Jack stopped playing, the crowd cheered loudly with applause and whistles. She looked around, and she could see the exhilarated faces of the guests around her. Eyes wide, wide smiles, and breathing hard, and she knew she looked the same as any of them. They just had a magnificent experience.

Jack and Zoe kissed on stage, and she clapped along with Liz and Jessica, unable to hide the bittersweet expression on her face.

Zoe Andersen Routh

She watched her husband as he signed autographs and selfies for new fans before joining her close friends for some privacy in her assigned cabin. Nickolaj’s daughters seemed to be very taken with him as they constantly stuck to his side after his concert.

Their surprise wedding reception had shifted to a more relaxed mood, with guests lining up at the buffet table after they worked up an appetite. The song Jack performed, Iris really touched her, seeing as she recognized the lyrics from when her husband shared his past, along with his fears, back on that island. He thought he was broken due to his missing past, but that made her even more determined to help him when they got back to L.A.  

They had moved to a cabin that Taylor told them they could use to sleep in. Not all of the guests could stay on board, though, and some will be ferried back to the port and to their hotels. Reese and Liz were discussing their favorite performances, with the latter happy that she got to hear Amber performed with a full band this time.

“So, honeymoon?” Jessica teased her. She laughed at that. Sex was pretty much sure to happen later, with how she and Jack were giving each other loving looks all throughout the party.

“Be sure to close the curtain.” Taylor teased and pointed to the mirror in the cabin.

“It’s a one-way mirror from the other room where Liz is staying.” The pop star explained. “Unless you want to give a show, you'd better pull that down tonight.”

“What?” Jessica’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Let’s just say these billionaire yacht owners have very weird fetishes.” Taylor explained with a smirk. “The yacht stewardess had plenty of stories.”

That caused everyone in the cabin to giggle.

She could see that. Almost everyone in the flying fox was ridiculously attractive. She could tell they were chosen mostly for their looks, and she wasn’t naïve enough to know they got tips by giving out extra service at parties on board.

Slowly, guests started to leave in groups, until the only ones that remained were those who had assigned cabins. She was a bit tipsy at that point, and even Jack consumed more than his usual four bottles of beer. Ready to have alone time with her man, she led him back to their cabin.

She was already kissing him before the door even closed, and she could feel his hands roaming down her chest and back. She suddenly remembered the one-way mirror and stopped kissing her husband.

“Jack, that’s a one-way mirror.” She breathed out. “The room beside ours has Liz, Reese, and Jessica still inside.”

Jack nodded and started to head to the mirror to pull down the blinds. She suddenly had a wicked idea, and that only increased her arousal.

“How about we give them a show?” She asked him as she stepped closer and started nibbling on his lower lip. She could tell those girls found her husband attractive, but didn’t even make any move on him. Perhaps it was time to give them a treat. Jack was hers alone, but that doesn’t mean her close single friends couldn’t get a glimpse of what she had every night.

Jack didn’t seem to care either way and responded by kissing her harder. She took that as a yes and started removing his clothes.

Mary Elizabeth Winstead

They were finishing the strawberry champagne in her room. Jessica brought out cards to play while Reese came back with a plate of snacks. It was late into the night, and there were only a few guests outside on the decks of the massive yacht.

Taylor appeared, carrying her own tray of midnight snacks. It seemed like her assigned cabin became the unofficial club room for the group. They were playing Uno, while sharing gossip and stories. She was in the middle of sharing her experience with a weird director with a fetish for feet while Taylor and Jessica laughed.

“So you had to wear a short cheerleader outfit all throughout your shoot?”  Jessica asked.

“Basically. I was a side character, so around a week of shooting.” She replied. “But those camera angles, he always insisted my legs should be shown.”

“At least it only came to that.” Taylor replied. “Didn’t you feel uncomfortable?”

“Not really.” She replied with a shrug. “He already had a reputation for his fetish. I mean, I heard he drank beer poured down from this actress’ leg in one movie.”

“No way!” Reese gasped.

“He did. He even cast himself as an extra so he could be the one to do that.” She shared. “Filming in a way that complimented my legs? I have no problems with that.”

They were distracted as they saw the lights in the other room turn on. She watched as Zoe and Jack entered the room and immediately started kissing.

“Didn’t I tell Zoe to watch out for that?” Taylor asked, the pop star’s eyes fixed on the kissing couple.

“You did.” She replied, unable to take her eyes off the two. Zoe finally seemed to remember the warning and stopped kissing her husband. Jack was headed in their direction to close the curtain when he suddenly stopped and turned back to Zoe.

She watched with her mouth open as Zoe gave them a look through the mirror and started undressing Jack.

“Fuck.” Taylor breathed out.

It seemed like Zoe was giving them a show after all, and Jack looked like he didn’t care. She shifted in place, card game completely forgotten as Zoe fished out Jack’s very erect penis. She could hear the simultaneous gasps, including her own, when they saw the man who performed in a concert hours earlier, fully nude.

“She…. She takes that inside her?” Reese squeaked.

“She’s taking it in her throat.” She replied.

“Fuck.” Taylor repeated.

Jack grabbed the back of his wife’s head and stared cumming a few minutes later. She could see how Zoe was quickly swallowing what was being pumped directly into her throat. Then the semi-erect penis appeared, and Zoe stood up and finally headed to the window, gave a final wink, and closed the curtains.

“If I had a husband like that, I’d show him off too.” Jessica giggled.

“I need a drink.” Taylor declared. The pop star was red in the face and started to chug the champagne bottle. She needed one too, and grabbed an unopened bottle, but she was more generous and poured a glass for Jessica and Reese before sipping from the bottle. That was… damn.

“She did that on purpose.” Reese declared. “Riling us up. That bitch.”

“I thought it was a treat.” Jessica admitted. “I always wondered what he looked like when I saw him wearing that loincloth.”

“Oh yeah!” She laughed. She remembered that memory fondly. Caveman Jack Routh was burned in her core memory.

“Loin cloth?” Taylor asked.

“He decided to surprise Zoe after he came back from New York.” Reese explained. “He was wearing a very tiny loincloth and opened the door to surprise Zoe. He didn’t expect us.”

“You should have seen how quickly he retreated!” Jessica laughed. “He has some nice buns too.”

“Buns of steel.” She nodded in agreement.

They returned to the card game, but she could tell everyone was too worked up with Zoe’s naughty stunt by showing off her husband like that. Taylor begged off first, followed by Jessica and Reese. She was glad she was assigned one of the state cabins, since the shower head had a pulse action that would be very helpful later.

Before she did that, though, she opened the window to let fresh air in. Her room had the scent of aroused pussy.