A Rock-Star Popped My Cherry

Seeing my old boss, Randy, on stage like that gave me a whole new impression of him.  The girls fawned over him in the front-row and I have to confess I started to get jealous.  When he invites me back-stage I suddenly feel like a fan myself and soon I’m begging him to treat me like one of his groupies and take my virginity from me right then and there.  Fill me with it, Randy!  I want every drop!