Career Advice (closed MidnightWalk & ella_v)

Brian chuckled as Laura blushed, and her nipples poked through the cocktail dress. That certainly wouldn't repel anyone's attention. Every woman here likely already was jealous of the fact that she apparently wasn't wearing a bra. The nipples just confirmed that supposition. He couldn't argue though; he certainly didn't mind being here with a sexy young woman, even if she was his employer, effectively.

He smiled at her. "Alex was suggesting that I play one of the parents. And of course, the industry being the industry, everyone fucks everyone." I modulated my voice so it wouldn't carry, but with the attention being lavished on Laura, who knew? "I don't believe he has me penciled in as your character's father, so...." He winked. "I think it's been suggested to him that my character would hook up with your character...regularly through the series. You'd be playing my 'daughter's' best friend, so naturally, in the logic of porn, we'd have to hook up. But, of course, Alex has the last say in that. But that's the direction we'd discussed." He sipped his wine. "And we've been friends a long time, so...." He shrugged again.

"Does that meet your approval?"
 
Laura smiled teasingly at her manager. “Now I understand why you settled for 8%, you structured the deal so that you could get into my pussy.” She giggled, but her eyes showed the excitement that was burning deep down on the young woman. “But I would love to have you as my best friend’s dad, on screen or in reality. And I guess it would give the movie and me some attention when I get to lure the great Mr. Clydesdale back into the business.”

Although they were speaking very quietly, Laura feared that they could be overheard by someone. Some of the men and women gave her strange glances. While most men were looking at her lustfully, most female guest clearly saw Laura as unwanted competition. “Looks like your friend Alex as a pretty naughty fantasy when he wants to set us up in a scene. Or was this your idea from the beginning?”

“And how about my request that my friend’s dad get to enjoy me bareback?” She smiled again teasingly at her manager.
 
Brian paused with a bit of pasta halfway to his mouth. "I thought you said I could have your pussy whenever I wanted? Why would I need to go back into the business for that?" Chewing slowly, he listened to her speculation. "Well, Alex offered me a part. He does that periodically. This time I just happened to say yes." He smiled.

"Alex sent me an outline of the series, with a list of characters. Offered me any I wanted. I picked the role of "Tina's father". Tina's the school slut. She bangs nearly everyone. But.... Her friend Jenny is new to the school, and throughout the films she explores her sexuality...with her classmates, though she avoids her teachers because she wants to earn her grades. That's the role I secured for you. And then Tina's father visits...." He grinned. "And she falls for his cock." Brian leaned across the table. "Which she can have bare. Unless she brings a friend to share. Which can happen. Keep that in mind. Not a lot of free will in who you fuck in these films."

Brian waved the air. "As for my 8%, I waived that for Alex's films. I figured if he was paying me, you didn't need to pay me, too. So, there." Sipping his wine, he leaned back. "So, is this putting you off your chosen career?"
 
“Yes, that’s right and it’s still true. My pussy is addicted to your beautiful cock and it’s ready for you whenever you want it.” Laura blushed and her nipples poked against her dress when she committed to her desire for Brian’s dick. “But maybe you wanted to show off and wanted to have me on screen, so that every guy in our neighborhood could watch you banging the life out of me.” She giggled and playfully rubbed her bare leg against Brian’s under the table. The longer they talked about the movie, the more and more excited Laura became.

“Wow, that Tina sounds like a true slut. But I can totally feel with her, what girl wouldn’t fall for a great cock like that.” She smiled teasingly at Brian. “Why should she bring a friend to share, she can hardly bring her best friend along to fuck with her dad.” When she laughed about this her white teeth showed. “I guess you are right, you can’t choose who you get teamed up with, unless you are so famous that they need to you be happy. Or you need to be on very good terms with the director.”

She looked a bit confused at her friend. “Sometimes I have the feeling that you don’t want me to take up this career. I know that it’s gonna be dirty and not always as much fun as I had with you. However, I can really use the money and I like to do something wild … .”
 
Brian toyed with his wine glass. "It's not so much that I don't want you to do it. It's more that I want you to be quite aware of how things work. Of how things can go. The more knowledgeable you are, the better you can protect yourself while doing what you want to do."

He looked into the glass for a moment. "I don't want you to forget that just because my career went well, and I didn't come out of it emotionally scarred or drug addicted, that it doesn't happen to others. And it's worse for the women. For every successful, happy actress, there are numerous others who are used, exploited and spit out. That's why I agreed to help you. To keep that from happening. I just want you to be aware." He shrugged. "I doubt I could dissuade you if you didn't want to be dissuaded. Just keep your wits about you, is all."

He pushed the remains of his meal away. "As for wanting everyone to see me humping you..." He smiled. "I've burned through my exhibitionist stage. I'm happy having what you're willing to give in the privacy of my own home. Or yours. Or the car. Or, well, wherever you feel like opening your legs, or whatever, to me." He playfully leered, his eyes dropping down to the ample curve of her chest, nipples poking through like diamonds. "And it seems like that's this evening's theme. Does committing to a porn career turn you on that much? Or is it me?"
 
Laura felt the heat rising in her body. Brian’s hungry look in is eyes was pushing her excitement to new limits. “I think it’s both. It turns me on to think about becoming a slutty porn actress, but I am even more horny for your magnificent cock, Mr. Mitchell.” She blushed deeply and looked down at her cleavage and the round orbs pushing against the thin material of her dress.

“And it’s really nice that you want to look out for me. I am thankful for that and I am sure that I will need that in the future. However, at the moment I really want to start a porn career. I need to do this for myself … to prove that I am the master of my future and not my parents or my boyfriend.” She smiled at Brian and pushed some hair out of her sight. “So are you done with your dinner or are you up for some dessert?”
 
Brian glanced at the essentially empty plates before them, and the mostly polished off bottle of wine. "Oh, I think dinner's done. And I'm not sure about the wisdom of desert." He patted his reasonably trim midsection. "I'm getting pretty old and decrepit. That makes it much harder to keep the extra pounds off, you know? Gotta stay looking sleek and svelte if I'm going back before the cameras."

His eyes trailed up her visible body, from her breasts in the clingy dress, her shapely neck, and up to her pretty face, focusing on her eyes. "Or did you have something else in mind, dessert-wise?" He cocked his head to one side, smiling. "Something that I'm not aware of?"
 
“You look great, Mr. Mitchell, and you don’t need to worry about any extra pounds. And I have a strong suspicion that most people will not pay too much attention to your fitness level. I think they will not be able to take their eyes of your huge, amazing cock.” She smiled at him with a hungry look in her eyes. “If you have to care about someone’s additional pounds, it’s me. I am just another young girl with a willing pussy, there are many others out there that would take my spot in a second once I don’t meet the viewers tastes anymore.”

Laura placed her cutlery on the plate and emptied her wine glass. “But if you like we can go and maybe get some exercise… to work of the extra calories.” She smiled at him and playfully toyed with her blond hair. “And I am pretty sure that you are aware of everything that you need to know.”
 
Brian chuckled. "You give me too much credit. There are just as many big cocks out there, and a lot of them are attached to guys who are less discerning and less aware. Plenty of big dicks for the industry to take advantage of, and for a lot less money. Let's not over-estimate my value. The trick, for both of us, is to make sure that we remain relevant and valuable, that's all. No big deal." He grinned.

Pushing back his empty wine-glass, Brian looked at the check, laying out the payment and a substantial tip for the redheaded waitress. Standing, he offered Laura his hand. "Shall we go? Get those poking things out of here?" he teased, glancing at the nipples poking through the slinky dress. "Maybe go and get some exercise? Though where we'll find a gym or health club open at this time of the evening is beyond me."

Brian escorted Laura out to his car, helping her in, getting a good look at her thighs and the cleavage of her dress. It was a good view.
 
“I am pretty sure that I don’t give you enough credit. I have not met or seen any guy in his late fifties that could pleasure a girl like you. So don’t sell yourself under value, because that would be unjust to those sweet 11 inches in your pants.” She giggled and blushed. Obviously the alcohol had some affect on her. Laura was so turned on, she feared that her panties would be soaked and leave a spot on her chair or dress.

“There are plenty of 24/7 gyms around the town, but I guess the first question should be, what part of your body do you want to exercise?” She teasingly smiled at him and playfully gave him a kiss on the cheek. “I used to work as a part-time personal trainer in my gym, so if you like it could help you with your work out.”
 
Brian started his car, pulling out of the restaurant lot. "Flatterer. And it's nice to know that I have my own personal trainer on call." He glanced over at Laura. "Let's say that I'll put my old self into your capable hands. You tell me where I'm driving to. I leave it to you."

He steered onto the main thoroughfare. "What sort of dessert do you have in mind, o task mistress?"
 
“If you put your old self somewhere, it’s not going to by my hands.” Laura joked and teasingly smiled at her old neighbor. “Besides I am much more than your personal trainer on call, but I am sure that you know that by now.” She winked at Brian and had to control herself, not to beg him to take her home to fuck her. However, Laura wanted to show to her manager that she had herself under control and that she could be very professional.

“Oh, there are many options for dessert, I am not so familiar with what you old guys like to do. We could go down the street to a very nice club that I know. But if that’s too exciting for you, I bet we could also find a nice community hall where they play bingo.” Laura had to laugh and then continued teasingly. “Or we could go home for a coffee.”
 
"Well, usually I just go home after a nice meal and break out the crossword puzzle books. I work on those for an hour or so before I fall asleep in my easy chair and let my dentures fall out." Brian chuckled. "Direct me to this club, if you want. We'll see how long this old man can keep up with the half-his-age-beauty." He followed her directions to the club, parking and helping her from the car again. "After you."
 
Laura got out of the car and smoothed down her short, revealing dress. As usually there was a long line of people waiting and the bouncer - a big muscular guy - wasn’t really letting anyone in. Laura grabbed Brian’s hand and walked with him up to the guy at the entrance. She smiled at him when he looked at her and winked at him. “Hi, I am Lily Rose, I should be on the list.”

The nodded and looked at his list. People at the front of the line were looking curious and were obviously wondering who that Lily Rose was. The guy looked up and smiled Laure and undid the rope that blocked the entrance. “Welcome to '90 degrees' Miss Rose. Have a great time and enjoy yourself.” Laura just smiled broadly and quickly handed the guy a generous tip.

Once they entered the club, the base and music became louder. The club was dark and colorful lights were swooping over the dance floor and the far side of the hall. Laura turned to Brian and smiled satisfied. “Looks like Lily Rose already made the vip list without having one movie out.” She giggled before the explained, “That guy was in my school’s football team and he let’s me in every anytime I come by.”

Laura looked around and she noticed that several guys were staring at her and checking her out.
 
Bemused, Brian followed Laura to the club and stood by as she negotiated their entrance inside. He smiled when she used her yet to be applied screen name to gain access. Obviously, she'd used it before. Entering the club, he looked around, assaulted by the music and lights. Already she was drawing a crowd.

Grinning down at her, Brian slid his arm protectively/possessively around Laura's waist, drawing her in close. "Shall we get a drink?" He led her to the bar, ordering for them both. "So, you come here often, 'Lily'? You seem well enough known." He cast his eyes around the place, checking out the various young women gyrating on the dance floor, not just the apparently single ones, but since so many men were eyeing his 'date', Brian returned the favor by eyeing theirs.
 
“I am only here once or twice a month when I am out with my friends. Since I know the bouncer we usually can get in without any trouble, which is a bit plus for this place.” Laura usually wasn’t dress so sexy and slutty, so she was getting much more attention than on her previous visits. “But I guess Lily Rose would need to get out here more often to get noticed. And I guess pictures of me partying on my twitter account won’t hurt my image, don’t you agree?”

They walked over to the bar. “Surprise me with a drink, I guess girls like Lily Rose usually don’t pay for their stuff when they go out.” She giggled and enjoyed being the girly girl she had not been until now. “So are there any rules and tips that you can give me as a manager?”
 
Brian took beers from the bartender, tipping well, sliding one over to Laura. The noise of the place meant that their conversation wouldn't be easily overheard. "Well, for an actress of your...type," he smiled, "people's standards are pretty low. But, I've never been a believer in any press is good press. I feel that since society has a poor opinion of our career of choice, the best thing we can do is provide a decent example. Maybe not a good example," he gestured around the crowded bar, "but a decent one. So, don't get caught fucking around, or going without panties where you can be photographed. You can have fun, just don't be depraved." Brian smiled. "Save that for the film-making."

He looked around, taking in the much younger crowd. He might very well be the oldest person there, even the bartending staff was young. Briefly, he considered making dinosaur movements and noises, just for his own entertainment. Shrugging that off, he returned his gaze to his young charge. "Nice place, I can see why you like it. Very energetic and full of pretty, young people. And pretty young people."
 
“Oh, so you think that my chances to get far in the GOP will be annihilated by becoming a porn actress?” She giggled and took her beer. “Thanks for the drink and I agree not all press is good. Besides I want to be able to look into the mirror without being disgusted about myself. I like being a naughty girl and I love good sex, especially when my lover is equipped like a stallion. But that doesn’t mean that I have to loose my self respect.”

She smiled at Brian before the continued. “But I kind of thought that porn starlets don’t wear panties pretty often. Just because you don’t wear anything below, doesn’t mean that you grant easy access to everyone.” Laura giggled and moved her body slowly with the beat of the music.

“The place is pretty awesome and you can have a lot of fun around here.” Laura noticed that Brian must be easily one of the oldest guys in the place. “Are you ok with being here? I though you wouldn’t mind hanging out with young and pretty girls like me.” She smiled teasingly and patted his back, before the teased her friend. “If you want we can go some other place… maybe Bingo hasn’t started, yet.”
 
"Oh, I'm not saying that being pantiless would grant access to all, but think about all of the actresses and singers that have been caught out by paparazzi showing of their cooch. That's now the kind of press you need. In fact, ideally, no press outside of the industry would be a good thing." Brian shrugged. "Up to you, of course."

He looked around the bar and smiled. "It's a nice place. And the beer's reasonably priced. I like young women. Oh, that sounded wrong, didn't it? No matter. And watch the bingo cracks. I'm cut-throat at bingo. How do you think I supplement my income to live that lifestyle that I've become so accustomed to? Those little old ladies hate to see me show up. On a good night, I clear $15...$20...easy." He grinned. "I'm old, not dead. And if you don't believe that, we can just go back to your place and I can show you how not dead I am." He smiled and winked at a nearby redhead who was appraising him, wondering, no doubt, why he was there with Laura/Lily.
 
“It not like I am ever going to be as famous as those Hollywood actresses that have to look out for paparazzi. I am just a little girl from the middle of nowhere… who is’s important enough to get into the news.” She took a sip from her beer and looked at all the people on the dance floor. “I promise to be careful, but as a porn actress I also think that I have to be a bit slutty from time to time.” She smiled teasingly a her neighbor and turned on the spot to show off her body to him to prove her point.

“I know that you like young women, especially when you get to take them on the ride.” She giggled and had to laugh about Brian’s bingo stories. “Oh, I would love to see that. I guess those ladies get restless not because of your bingo skills, they probably still know your from your movies.”

Laura smiled teasingly at Brian when he asked her whether she wanted to go back to her place with him. “Mmh, just tell me if you want my little pussy, it’s yours all night long.” She rubbed her hand over Brian’s upper body, which got them some stares form the people standing around them. “I wouldn’t mind at all if you proved to your daughter’s best friend how not dead you are. But if you are too tired, I ask one of the guys on the dance floor or the bouncer.” She giggled and bit her lip.
 
As Laura reached out to brazenly rub his chest, Brian smiled at her slowly. "Oh, I have no doubt that you're going to complete your celebration tonight by getting energetically screwed, honey. But I don't own you, so you're free to choose your own partner. I'm not going to deny that I would very much enjoy being the man between your thighs tonight, but that's completely up to you. I expect you could have pretty much anyone you wanted." As he went on, his voice got louder, drawing the attention of several nearby partiers. He looked her up and down.

More quietly, "You know, I could have been perfectly happy to have bent you over the table at the restaurant and taken you right there. Theoretically, of course. It would kill me to be banned from Luigi's. So, knock it off and just enjoy the party, huh?" Brian lifted his beer bottle in salute. "It's been a good day, just have fun."
 
Laura giggled and blushed a little when Brian told her that she could have anyone. “Oh, Mr. Mitchell, I am choosing freely. It’s just that I have decided that you beautiful cock can always have a go at my little pussy. There you kind of own my pussy, since no request will be denied. Not because I have to do it, it’s because I really want it that way.” She smiled at him teasingly and felt the fire burn deep down in her sex. Her sensitive nipples were pushing against the thin dress, hinting how excited the young blond was.

“But it’s nice to know that you think that I could get about everyone in here. Maybe I should give the bouncer my phone number as a tip next time.” She giggled, but that stopped when Brian put on his public act. Laura blushed deeply, but forced herself to play along.

“Oh sure, that’s what all the guys say, but only a few can deliver what they promise.” She smiled teasingly at him, before the continued playfully. “I hope you have taken your blue pills with you, just in case you get to have some fun tonight.”
 
"Oh, I see. That's how it is?" Brian smiled, leaning in, but not lowering his voice. "I don't need any of those fancy blue pills. I suspect you know that. But if you doubt it, I'll be more than happy to take you home right now and give you a screaming orgasm or two. I know you know that I'd do it. So what do you think? We stay here and drink, or do I take you home and bend you over your kitchen table? Assuming your boyfriend's not there."

He sat back on his stool. "Well?"
 
“I doubt that my boyfriend could even stop you if he wanted to.” Laura giggled and her pussy was screaming for attention. “Ok, my stud, why don’t you grab me and throw me over your shoulder and take me home… I would love to have a few of those screaming orgasms, it’s been a while since I had my last one.”

The young woman emptied her beer and placed the glass on the bar. She smiled at Brian and offered him her right arm. “I am all your’s …, Sir. Make me scream with beautiful 11 inches.” The last two words made several eyes turn big and guys and girls looked in awe at Brian.
 
Brian took her arm, sighing theatrically. "Dammit, Lily...why are you always cutting me short. You know it's 13, not 11." He swept her toward the exit, acknowledging the stares and envious looks coming from both genders. In turn, he gave appraising looks to a number of the young women. Upon exiting the establishment, he took a second to theatrically shake his head, patting his palm against his ears. "That was loud."

Opening the door for Laura, he helped her into the car. "Feel good about making all those people ogle and wonder? I think some of those girls wanted to take your place, just to find out if you were just blowing smoke. That was teasing at a high level. Naughty girl, maybe you require a spanking." He climbed into the car, starting it toward home, shaking his head. "This is what one gets for getting involved with the younger generation." Brian chuckled.
 
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