DISCLAIMER: This story is purely fictional and doesn't infer anything about the sexuality of Tom Welling or any other parties involved. You must be over 18 or convince someone successfully that you are. If you have any comments, questions or suggestions, please email me at alana_montgomery@email.com
The Man Who Loved Tom Welling by Alana Montgomery
I was driving down Houston Street in my little red sedan while listening to the radio. My name is Jack and I was driving to my apartment from work in downtown San Antonio. I looked in the rear view mirror and saw my green eyes sparkle. I am about 6'2" and 200 pounds. I am a masseuse at the Le Chateau Hotel along the riverwalk. I keep in shape by going to the gym three times week and jogging through the Plaza de Armas every lunch hour. I ran my fingers through my ash brown hair as I was waiting at the stoplight. When the light turned green, I drove out and was suddenly broadsided by a green Land Rover.
The airbags deployed and my face rammed into the driver's one. A sudden sensation of heat and force pressed against the side of my face. After the shock wore off I stepped out of the car. I was so pissed, that bastard ran a red light and totaled my car! I have only made 5 payments on it. Out of the Land Rover stepped a tall man with short dark hair. As he walked closer I realized who he was, it was Tom Welling. I remember hearing reports that he was in town filming a movie. He stood only 12 inches from me.
"Are you alright", he asked me.
"You just rammed into my car! What the fuck do you think", I responded.
"At least you're still alive", Tom retorted.
"No thanks to you. You do know that repairs are not actually cheaper by the dozen", I said.
"Very cute", he responded.
"I am downright cuddly", I retorted. As you can see I always have to have the last word. We stared into each other's eyes. For some reason I couldn't help but to be drawn to him. Of course I never watched Smallville for the riveting dialogue, if you catch my drift.
"Isn't somebody going to call the police", he then said.
"I'll call the police then I will call my lawyer to see exactly how much I can get out of you", I said. I then pulled out my phone and called the police. After I hung up the phone I realized that I was going to loose my job because the only bus service in my area was crappy. I loved my job and without it I couldn't pay rent or any of my other bills. I would also owe $17,000 to the car lot. All of this was too much for me to bare so I just started crying. He wrapped me in his strong warm arms.
"It will be ok, with the insurance money you can buy a new car", Tom said.
"Hell new car! I will be able to afford a new life after I'm finished with you in court", I said in a sarcastic tone.
"You're actually going to sue me", he asked.
"We'll see", I said as I nuzzled his neck.
"Um what are you doing", he asked in a very uneasy tone.
"It's not everyday I meet a sexy TV star. I should take full advantage of it", I retorted.
"I have a better place in mind that you can take advantage", he said.
"Where, in the back booth at Tony Roma's", I asked sarcastically.
"My hotel room" he whispered into my ear.
Just then the police arrived and the accident was ruled Tom's fault. After they left we both got in Tom's car and started driving to his hotel. This is not going to be too bad of a day after all.
This is the end of Chapter I. I really hope you like this story and that you stay tuned for the next installment(s). Comments and suggestions are greatly appreciated and you can send those to alana_montgomery@email.com