Do You Want to Be a Movie Star?

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Name: Jeremy Johnson
Age: 38
Hair:
Eyes: blue
Height: 5'10''
Weight: 185 lbs

Jeremy puttered around his “studio” trying to make things look presentable. Although calling it a studio was generous. It was a dank and dingy room on the first floor of a cement block building in the warehouse district, furnished with just a desk and chair, a rug on one side of the room with a sofa and a few small tables and shelves here and there. And of course the video camera and lighting equipment he had set up.

Jeremy wasn’t much more to look at himself, a sleazy looking guy with a slight paunch belly. His dark hair was slicked back and his pocked face was not helped by a thin dark moustache. He fancied himself to be attractive although it would be generous to say that too.

He was waiting for the latest girl who had responded to his ad to show up. He hoped she was as sexy as she sounded on the phone. Although he had done this many times, it was always a thrill when a new girl fell for his little scam. His ads in the newspaper were small but always seemed to get a response. What young girl couldn’t resist, “Do you want to be a Movie Star? Call 555-1010.” They all wanted to be the next big star, that was why they moved to the city.

He turned on the machine that pumped a jasmine scent into the air but also contained hidden odorless pheromones. It never failed to make the women relax and then start feeling aroused. He looked at his watch. 2:00. Any minute now, he thought.

Right on time, the tinny doorbell rang. He pressed a button starting up the hidden camera, sprayed breath freshener in his mouth and checked his hair in the mirror, then went to answer the door.

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Name: Alexandra
Age: 24
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 132 lbs.
Hair: Long dark brown almost black
Eyes: Blue
Build: Athletic with proportionate breasts and ass
Sexual Experience: She has had sex twice. The first time was with a longtime college boyfriend. The second was since she moved to the city when she had sex with a co-worker she found really attractive. He had treated her poorly ever since. She also still gets nervous about showing off her body in public despite the fact that she showed her bare legs to thousands at basketball games as part of the college dance team and she had even stripped to her underwear in the theater when she played Natalie Portman's role in her college's production of Closer. She couldn't imagine being nude for a role but feared she might eventually have to be.

Alexandra drove up to the dingy looking building. She felt nervous about this. But she knew every actress had to start somewhere. She had been in the city for six months pursuing her dream of becoming an actress. She hadn't had much luck thus far and was employed as a coffee shop barista.

She had dressed somewhat sexily. She had on a sexy black bra and panties underneath her blue summer dress. The dress came down to mid-thigh and showed off her toned but sexy legs from being on the dance team in college. Over her dress, she had a black shawl wrapped around her covering the modest cleavage that could be seen in the dress.

She knocked on the door.

When he opened the door, Jeremy’s heart literally skipped a beat. She was even hotter than he could have imagined, probably the best looking girl who had ever answered one of his ads. As his eyes drank in her lank tight body, he quickly recovered.

“Ah yes… hi, there. You must be Alexandra. Jeremy Johnson, Talent Agent Extraordinaire.” He offered her his hand and flashed a big toothy smile. “Come in, my dear, come in,” He waved his arm in invitation.

Alexandra stepped into the shabby room and looked around frowning a little. Jeremy hustled up beside her, taking her arm at the elbow. “I do apologize for the rather sparse appearance, my dear. My regular studio is being renovated and this was all I could find on short notice,” he lied. He looked her up and down, slowly and lasciviously. “So your want to be a star, do you, Alexandra?” he smiled. “Well, you’re certainly pretty enough, we just have to see if you’re as talented as you look.” He was eyeing her cleavage, trying to stare down her dress.

Alexandra gave him a little smile. He took her elbow again and led her over to the plain wooden chair by the plain wooden desk. He pulled some papers out of the top drawer. “So we just need to sign the standard waivers here, I’m sure you know the drill, you are eighteen, aren’t you, dear? Because you do have to be eighteen to do this, you know.” He pushed the papers toward her and gave her another leering smile, his eyes focused on her long toned legs. It was obvious she had a tight curvy body with nice tits and a nice ass, but she wasn’t dressed all that sexy, her summer dress was short and showed some cleavage but was boring and the shawl didn’t help.

“So do you go by Alexandra, or Alex?” he asked her, making small talk. “Alex sounds kind of sexy, might be a good stage name.”

Alexandra was nervous when she saw the man and the shabby surroundings. He seemed sleazy. But she had met several talent agents and he didn't seem too unusual from the rest.

She followed him as he led her by the shoulder to the plain chair and desk. He wanted her to sign some papers? This set some alarms off in her head.

"I'm 24. But why do I have to sign any papers? I figured this was just an audition. And my name is Alexandra but I let my friends call me Alex so I guess it's all right to use as my professional name."

She looked at the papers he had set out before her. She wasn't real comfortable with this situation.

Jeremy could see that she was a little nervous and hesitant and he tried to make her feel more comfortable with some smooth talk, trying to appeal to her vanity. “Cool, Alex it is then,” he smiled. “There’s something kind of sexy about a girl with a name that could also be a guy’s name. Guys seem to find that hot, I’m not sure exactly why. But you’re so pretty, Alex, I’m sure it wouldn’t matter what name you use,” he flattered her.

He walked around to her side of the desk and put his hand reassuringly on her shoulder. Just touching her, even innocently, sent a shiver through his body. “Now don’t you worry your little head about the papers, hon. It’s just a formality. We’ll be shooting some video as part of the audition and it’s just the standard model’s release saying it belongs to us and all that. Nothing out of the ordinary,” he patted her shoulder and gave her another kindly smile.

“Now stand up and let me get a good look at you,” he asked. Alex stood up and Jeremy walked around her, looking her up and down as if sizing up a piece of livestock. “Hm, yes, yes,” he sort of muttered to himself. “You are quite beautiful, Alex. Perfect height, nice slim figure, good curves, obviously very toned. You must exercise regularly. That’s good, it’s important to stay in shape, isn’t it?” He kept talking as if to himself, not expecting any answers.

“So you want to be a movie star?” It was obviously a rhetorical question as he kept talking. “Have you done any acting?” Alex nodded but he kept going. “Ok, well, that’s good but it really doesn’t matter,” he laughed. “Cause ya see, being a star is all about the look, about looking sexy, it’s all about the sex appeal, see? It’s the look that makes or breaks you, honey, not the acting.” He looked her up and down again. “That’s a cute dress, not bad really,” he told her. “A little cleavage, nice legs.” He stared at her legs a moment. “*Very* nice legs actually,” he grinned at her. “But I think we need something a little sexier.”

He took her arm and led her across the room to a door that opened into another small room. There were a couple of those rolling racks with some clothes hanging on them, all of which looked quite skimpy and revealing, bordering on trashy. “Now I got a few things here that might work. Pick out one you like, you can change in here, then we’ll see how you look on the video, ok? I’ll just be right out here.”

Jeremy left her alone and went back to his desk in the main room. There was a small monitor on his desk and he switched it to the feed from the dressing room so he could watch her change. God she’s hot, he thought, as he watched her push the clothes back and forth on the rack and frown. Yeah, this is gonna be fun.

Alex decided to go ahead and sign the papers. His explanation sounded reasonable. He began commenting on her body which made her nervous. She knew guys considered her attractive and she realized it was part of acting but she had never gotten used to it.

He complimented her legs. They were dancer's legs and most guys were drawn to them. He started talking about the need for her to be sexy. She didn't like where this was headed. He took her to a room with a lot of clothes and asked her to change into something sexier. She didn't like that but she knew it was occassionally required in auditions. Some producers wanted to see the girls in bikinis and lingerie if there was a love scene involved. Alex had done some love scenes in college plays but they had always involved keeping her underwear on. She had never been nude on film or on stage. The clothes in this closet looked like stuff someone would wear to bed. Somebody wanting to have sex. Somebody who would be nude on film. She wasn't quite prepared for that but she knew it might be required someday. She didn't like it though.

She looked through the clothing and hunted for something she would actually wear. There was nothing. Most of it was for the bedroom only. She finally settled on some purple panties with pink trim and a matching babydoll nightie with a built-in bra. The nightie parted in the front from the bottom of the bra drawing attention to the panties. She wasn't comfortable wearing it for Jeremy but she resolved herself to do so.

She took off the shawl and then her dress. She stood there in her black bra and panties. She took off the bra and then the panties. She then stepped out of her heels and put on the panties followed by the nightie. She then put the heels back on. She walked out to where Jeremy was. She was very nervous. She wondered what the part involved.

Jeremy grinned as he watched the monitor, quite certain that Alexandra didn’t realize she was on camera. He watched as she pushed the clothes back and forth on the racks, obviously not happy with the selection. She certainly wasn’t totally naïve but she also didn’t seem to suspect what was really going on. But Jeremy knew what made his videos so popular was not the fact that he always found pretty girls – everybody had pretty girls. No, the appeal of his porn was watching the transformation as an innocent young girl walks in off the street and becomes a total slut begging for cock by the end of the movie.

He smiled when he saw her selection and started stroking his rapidly growing cock inside his pants as she took off first the shawl then her dress. He was pleasantly surprised at her sexy black lingerie. Then he had to reach down and take his cock out of his pants and stroke it when she took off her bra and he saw what great tits she had, very firm and perky, then she slid out of her panties too, showing off her smooth round ass and neatly trimmed pubic hair above her pussy. Then she put on the panties and babydoll, adjusting her tits in the built-in bra, checking herself out in the mirror.

He barely managed to get himself zipped up as she came out of the dressing room. “You look terrific, Alex,” he grinned, and he wasn’t lying. She looked totally hot in that skimpy nightie that really emphasized her boobs and panties that barely covered her round ass. He got up from behind the desk and walked around her, looking her up and down like she was just a piece of property again. “Oh yeah, terrific doesn’t cover it, girl. You look totally hot. You look really sexy in that nightie.” He couldn’t resist as he reached out and brushed the hem of the garment where it opened in the front then let his hand slip down and quickly brush her smooth butt.

“Oh yeah, I think see some real potential here, Alex,” he repeated as he stared at the soft round tops of her half-exposed boobs. “You definitely have some sex appeal going for you, honey. That’s what people want these days. You want the men to drool over you and all the women to wish they could be you. It’s all about sex these days, Alex, that’s just the way it is. So what do you think? Are you ready to act sexy?”

Alex was nervous standing there in front of this strange man alone wearing nothing but panties and a flyaway babydoll nightie. He looked at her like she was a piece of meat evaluating every inch of her body. She didn't like this but had unfortunately resigned herself to this part of the business. Most producers were a bit more subtle but she had run into a few that seemed even sleazier than Jeremy.

He felt her butt. She couldn't believe he had done that! Part of her almost screamed when he did that.

He started talking a lot about being sexy and having sex appeal. She wasn't comfortable with those words. He asked if she was ready to be sexy.

"I'm not sure." It was all she could think to say. She cursed herself. She wasn't about to whore herself out for a part but she didn't want to come across as some scared little girl either. Many great actresses had went from roles where they were little more than eye candy to more substantial parts. She wanted this job even if she did have to expose herself more than she would have preferred. She just hoped that she would be up for it when the moment arrived. She needed an acting job.

Jeremy could tell she was still hesitant and knew it would take a little more prodding than with some girls to get her to do everything he wanted. But he had plenty of experience and plenty of time, so he wasn’t worried.

“You seem a little uncomfortable, Alex. I suppose you’re not used to strangers seeing you running around in a skimpy little nightie,” he tried to sound empathetic. “Which is a shame, because you really look quite beautiful and sexy,” he continued, hoping flattery would help.

Jeremy took her hand and led her over to the end of the room where the sofa was. “You see, Alex, this is where your acting skills need to come into play. Just think of this as your stage,” he told her, waving his hand at the carpeted area in front of the sofa. “Imagine you’re alone in your bedroom. You’ve dressed sexy for your boyfriend. You’re going to seduce him tonight. You don’t know there’s an audience watching you.”

He walked over to the side where the videocam was set up and started it. “Ok, on this side where the camera is there’s a full-length mirror. I want you to check yourself out in the mirror, maybe practice looking sexy for when he arrives. You’re thinking about what’s going to happen when he gets here and you start feeling aroused, maybe even touching yourself? Just improvise, sweetie, express the sexy feelings you’re having by the way you move.”

Jeremy sat down on the couch, anxious to see how much Alex was ready to playact the role he was leading her into. He knew he just needed her to get started and she would soon pass the point of no return.

Alex listened to his instructions. They made her nervous but she knew she had to perform. Touch herself? She wasn't about to do that. But she could act sexy. She had to if she wanted the job.

She looked straight into the camera and tried to imagine that it was a mirror. She was nervous but she began to pose. She checked herself out in the mirror. It was fairly natural except normally she did it wearing more clothes.

She raised her hand above her head and looked at how her breasts reacted. She then began to arch her back and then do little slight movements letting her hips stick out first one direction and then another. She even did a Betty Boop-type curtsey with her ass displayed prominently to one side. She even put her hands between her thighs. It wasn't touching herself but it did simulate touching herself.

She did realize what a sexy body she had. She almost forgot that Jeremy was there.

Jeremy watched her playing to the camera, drinking in her sexy body with his eyes. The skimpy panties of the nightie showed off her ass pretty nicely, it looked quite round and smooth and taut. Her tits were covered by the built in bra but it did push them up nicely and showed off the tops and some cleavage and emphasized their fullness. He was pleased with the way that she moved, she had an instinctive feel for what movements and positions were most flattering.

“Very nice, Alex,” he encouraged her. “You move very nicely, that’s very sexy,” he smiled. He was, however, disappointed that she wasn’t going quite as far as he had hoped. Yes, this one might take a little longer to break. He got up from the sofa and walked over to her. “You’re a natural, Alex,” he continued flattering her, putting his hand on the small of her back. “Why don’t you come over here and sit on the sofa.” He put his arm around her and led her over to the sofa and let her sit down. Then he went back over to the camera and refocused it to where she was sitting.

“Ok, so this is like the interview part,” he explained to her. “Tell us a little bit about yourself first then I’ll ask you a few questions, ok?” Alex looked at him questioningly. “You know, honey, just say your name, age, where you’re from, what you like to do, your hopes and dreams, your measurements… you know, just the basics.” He smiled at her encouragingly. “Do you need a drink, sweetie? Something to help you relax? Would you like a glass of wine?”

Alex followed his lead as he led her over to the couch. His hand on the small of her back seemed too familiar for her taste. She sat down on the couch as he instructed. She decided to take him up on the glass of wine. She was really nervous.

"Well, my name is Alexandra. I'm nineteen years old and I'm from Missouri. I want to be an actress. I was in several plays in college and I was on the dance team as well. I work as a barista. I tend to stay at home and read a lot in my spare time. I've not gotten to know many people here yet. I want to become an accomplished actress. Good enough that I can be proud of my work and make a decent living from it. At least good enough so that I can quit my job at the coffee shop."

She laughed. She also tried to remember what else he asked for. Her measurements. She was used to giving them at rehearsals because most directors wanted to know exactly your size before they selected you and some wanted to see if you'd be willing to lie about it. She stuck with the truth.

"34-26-34"

Jeremy smiled as she ran through her answers. She looked so hot sitting there in the purple nightie, her legs crossed exposing pretty much all of her smooth trim thigh. He was getting hard again, his erection starting to form a distinct tent in his pants. She sipped at her wine between answers, he hoped it would help loosen her up soon.

“Hm, very nice,” he grinned when she told her measurements. “That’s about what I would have guessed. Very trim and shapely but not skinny. I like that.” He gave her a little wink. “Very well balanced, nice round tits and ass, not too big, not too small. I’d say you’re about perfect, Alex. Would you like more wine?” He filled her glass then sat down on the arm of the sofa nearest to her.

“So now I’ll ask you a few questions, ok?” It looked like the wine was starting to take effect a little, Alex seemed a little more relaxed and comfortable. “So do you think you have a sexy body? I think the answer is yes, judging from your little mirror exercise. Tell us how you feel about your body. Do you like showing it off? What’s your best feature and worst feature? Do you like sex? Tell us about your experience, how many guys have you had, have you had sex with girls, what’s your favorite position, what do you like to do or have done to you? You know, that kind of thing. Ok?”

Jeremy stood up in front of Alex and reached down and adjusted the straps and the hem of her nightie. “Ok, let’s look all pretty for the camera now, I’ll just adjust it for the most flattering view.” He got up and fiddled with the camera for a moment then sat back down on the end of the sofa. “Ok, ready, go!” he smiled.

Alex continued to sip the wine as she answered the questions. He complemented her appearance.

"Yes. I would like some more wine. She wasn't sure why she was drinking this much but it was helping her to relax. Then she heard his comments. She couldn't believe he said those things. He even started touching her nightie and adjusting it. When he returned towards the camera it was more than she could take.

"Why would you need to know about my sex life?!?! Is this some kind of porno??? I'm not doing anything like that!!!"

She got up and was about to go get changed back into her clothes and leave.

“Alex, Alex, Alex,” Jeremy reacted to her objections. “Relax, honey, we’re not going to do anything you don’t want to do. It’s all ok.” He took her hand and led her back to the sofa, sitting her down on it as he sat down beside her. “What we’re doing here is more like a… uh… documentary. You know, like… um… educational.” He put a hand on the top of her thigh and stroked it softly, hoping to calm her.

“See, first we have you tell about your sexual background, I take it you don’t have a huge amount of experience in that area, then we’re going to do a little…. um… morality play, like, where you’re going to use your acting skills to show the bad things that can happen to innocent girls when they get into the sex business, like strip clubs or whatever. You’ll be like helping other girls to see what can happen to them if they take the wrong path, so to speak.” He patted her leg encouragingly, hoping she was buying his spiel.

“And, I might add, it does pay well too,” he smiled slyly, as he laid out 10 one hundred dollar bills on the table next to the sofa. “Now I think you’re perfect for this and will be fantastic. What do you say, you want to give it a shot for me? I’ll just turn the camera back on and you can answer the questions now, ok?”

He got up and fiddled with the camera, not telling her of course that he had never stopped it. All this buildup, the initial reluctance, the slow breaking down of the girl is what made his videos so good when they ended up fucking like crazy and begging for more cock. He looked up at her from behind the camera and smiled. “Ok? Ready? Go!”

He urged her back to the couch. She listened to his explanation.

"A documentary? But it's going to be a mock documentary, right? So, why shouldn't there be a script? Why am I telling about my actual sex life? Shouldn't this all have been written before hand?"

She still couldn't understand why she had to give her actual thoughts. This was getting a bit personal. He patted her leg.

"If the stuff about the sex business is going to be fictional then why not my background as well?"

He seemed to ignore her questions as he went back to turn the camera on. She looked at it numbly for several moments unsure of what to say. She finally resigned herself to just stating the facts. No one would know they were real anyway.

"I..I don't know that I'd call myself sexy. I think boys find me attractive. I was on the dance team in college. I've never been real comfortable with displaying myself but it kinda goes with the business whether it be dancing uniforms or outfits you have to wear in plays and film."

She struggled to remember the other questions.

"I guess I'd say my legs are my best feature. It comes from dancing. I wish my breasts were a bit bigger but not much."

She then remembered the questions about sex. She wasn't sure if she'd be able to answer those.

She paused.

“You’re doing great, Alex!” Jeremy encouraged her. “It feels very real, that’s what makes it so good, see? That’s why there’s no script, we want it to convey that raw reality.” He moved back to the sofa and sat down on the other side of her. He put an arm around her shoulders and leaned toward her, leering down at her cleavage. “You’re doing great, honey. Believe me, I’ve done this before, I know what I’m doing. Some people might think it’s gonzo or something, but I think that it works much better when it’s unscripted.”

He stroked her forearm where his hand was resting. “You’re very beautiful, Alex, you really are,” he almost cooed at her, speaking softly and trying to make her feel comfortable. “Now why don’t you share with us a little? People love to hear a pretty girl talking about sex, about her experiences. It really makes it real, if you know what I mean. Just be relaxed and natural, it’s just an interview but about your sexual experience instead of, say, your job experience. It’s really easy, I know you can do it.”

He gave her another encouraging smile, then removed his arm from around her and scooted a little away from her toward the end of the sofa. “If it will make it easier for you, I’ll sit right here with you and you can just talk to me like we’re having a conversation, see?” He jumped up like he was restarting the camera again, then sat back down a foot or so away from her. “So, Alex,” he looked at the camera and then at her. “You were getting ready to tell me about your sexual experience, what you’ve done, what you like to do and stuff? I’d love to hear about it.”

He paused, hoping she was ready to play along now.

"Well, I've only been with two guys. The first was a guy back home he was real nice but just as inexperienced as I was. The second was a jerk. He didn't care how I felt. He looks at me like I'm some sort of slut. I've only had sex missionary style and as far as what I want. Well, I'd just say someone that loved me for me and was a perfect gentleman."

She breathed a sigh of relief greatful to have gotten that over. The wine was starting to affect her a bit. It made her tingly all over.

"Was that good?" she asked Jeremy.

Jeremy leaned over toward her and kissed her lightly on the cheek. “That was very good, Alex,” he whispered in her ear. He put one hand on her thigh and gave it a light squeeze. “But it sounds to me like you wish you had more experience than what you’ve had. You know there must be more to it and you’d like to experience it, wouldn’t you?” He reached over and picked up the bottle of wine and filled her glass again.

“When you think about being with this perfect lover, what do you imagine? How would he touch you? What would it feel like? Do you touch yourself when you think about it? How do you like to touch yourself, how would you want him to touch you? Can you talk about that a little? Imagine that you’re alone in your room, show us what you like to do to make yourself feel good, what you would like your lover to do. Just relax, pretend the camera isn’t here, I’m not here, you’re all alone and feeling horny, act out what you like to do. Can you do that?”

He ran just the tips of his fingers lightly back and forth on the inside of her thigh, gave her his sweetest smile, then backed up to the end of the sofa again. “Ok, just relax, close your eyes, imagine you’re all alone. You’re just talking to yourself about what you like to do when you’re feeling horny, as you do it. Ok, got it? We’re rolling. Action!”

He jumped up quickly and pressed a button on the camera like he was starting it again, as he tried to give her directions like a real director. He was pretty sure she was getting a good enough buzz now that would make her more susceptible to being told what to do. He smiled at her, waiting for her to begin.

Jeremy continued talking about what he wanted her to do and say. His fingers kept touching her lightly on her thigh. It would have made her uncomfortable but she was getting a little less inhibited due to the wine. He went back to the camera and began to film some more.

"I don't know what I would want him to do with me. I'm just not that experienced."

She thought about how she turned herself on.

"I sometimes touch myself. But I'm not doing that on camera."

Jeremy was starting to get a little frustrated but he was careful not to let it show. He felt like she was getting closer to letting go, she just needed a little tiny bit more prodding. He got up and went over to the camera and turned it off, making sure she could tell that’s what he was doing. Of course, the hidden cameras were still running, but she didn’t know that. He went back over to the couch and sat down close beside her. He touched her shoulder and arm lightly.

“It’s ok, Alex,” he smiled at her. “I know how hard it can be.” He smiled at the double meaning because his cock was in fact quite hard in his pants and it would be hard for her to miss if she looked down at his lap. “This is all new to you and you’ve never done anything like this before, so I’ve turned off the camera and you can rehearse a little first with me. Do you think you can do that?” He filled her wine glass one more time.

“Now imagine I’m your boyfriend and we’re getting romantic,” he continued, as his hand went to her leg and started lightly brushing her thigh again. “Maybe I’m a little shy too and you want to show me how and where you like to be touched. Maybe I start to touch your breasts and you want to show me how to do it, you know?” His hand went up and touched a breast brushing ever so lightly over her nipple. “Go ahead, there’s nobody here except me, your boyfriend. Now what would you do?”

He went and turned the camera off. She was afraid that would end the interview but he sat back down close to her and continued. He began to touch her.

She listened to what he said to her. "I'm sorry, Mister. But I'm not masturbating for the camera or otherwise. I know love scenes and nudity are a part of acting and I'm resigned to that but masturbating is too far."

He said he was going to act as if he was her boyfriend. That she figured she could handle. She'd had pseudo-love scenes in her college plays. She told herself this would be little different. His hand went to her breasts.

"Well, then I think I'd do this." One hand went atop the one of his that was on her breast while the other pulled his head to her for a kiss. He played with her nipple through the bra. She kissed him hungrily.

“YES!” Jeremy’s mind said as she pulled him to her and gave him a long wet kiss. Her hand had clamped his on top of one of her full round tits and he gave it a good squeeze, taking its full measure, then pinched and pulled at her hardening nipple through the thin material of the nightie. They finally broke the kiss then Jeremy pulled back and looked at her with a big smile.

“That was very nice, Alex, you’re a great kisser,” he smiled at her, his fingers still playing lightly with her soft fleshy boob. “Your boyfriend would be very lucky and happy, I imagine.” He leaned in and kissed her on her cheek then on her neck. “He would probably want to kiss you all over like this,” he suggested, as he continued kissing her neck, her ear, down to her clavicle. As he kissed her he continued squeezing her tit and pinching playfully at her now hard nipple. He moved his hand to her other breast as he leaned in and locked lips with her again in another long kiss, his tongue playing with hers.

He slid his mouth from hers toward her ear and whispered, “I think your boyfriend is getting very excited now, his excitement is probably visible,” he suggested. “I think he would want to go further, that he’d like the touching to be even more intimate.” Saying that, his hand slid from one breast to the other again, only this time he slid it under the bra, touching her bare breast directly, his fingers all over her soft flesh and hard nipple.

“Now what would you do?” he whispered again in her ear.

Alex breathed deeply as he kisses continued and his hands fondled her breasts and nipples through the material of her nightie's bra. He talked about her boyfriend. It was hard for Alex to truly imagine being in a situation like this. None of the boys she had been with had ever treated her like this. Soon his hands went underneath the bra and began to fondle her breasts and nipples without any barriers. Her deep breaths got quicker and she could feel herself moisten between her legs as he did so.

She couldn't think because of his hands. He asked her a question.

"I don't know." It was not a time to be asking her questions. She tried to though because she knew she needed the job and it sure wasn't like she wasn't enjoying the work. "Maybe tell him to keep it up and tell him how much I was liking what he did to my body."

She did it in as sexy of a voice as she could manage. She thought the auditiion was going a bit too far even if there were some sex scenes required for the part, but she didn't ask questions. She really needed the part.