Jennie's Joy (10 page)

Mick
spoke again, normally.  “Jennie, I’d like you to meet my director, Charles Evens.”

Jennie
turned her brilliant smile toward Charles and shook his hand. “Glad you could come, Jennie, so glad,” he smiled, realizing that it had been her presence that had created the desire in his star’s eyes and the famous erection that Deana had been waiting for.

Jennie
introduced Rachel and Jerome in a very business-like manner. Charles smiled.  The lady was discreet, very discreet.  So discreet that her co-workers had no idea what was going on.  Hell, Mick had been discreet himself for once in his life…nobody on set had any idea what was going on.  But Charles did, and he intended to use the knowledge to make the film better.

Patsy from
P.R. hurried over then, and with Charles’s permission, ushered the three of them, with Mick, Charles and Deana into a comfortable sitting room.  Coffees were produced, and Rachel began her interview. Jerome took pictures, and Jennie just sat, watching, her skirt pulled over her knees…smiling. Mick’s eyes often strayed to Jennie, and warmed.  Charles knew just how he was going to stage the next shot…

Rachel was coming to the end of her questions about the film.

“Anything else you’d like to know, Rachel?” asked Mick.

“If you don’
t mind, Mick, could I ask you a couple of personal questions?” Rachel asked.

“Ask away, I may or may not answer them.”

“You’re recently divorced.  Have you met anyone special yet?”

“Yes, Rachel, I have.  Someone very, very special.”

“Ah…is she an actress?”  Rachel eyed Deana who was gazing at Mick with an expectant smile on her lips.

“No, Rachel, my lady has nothing to do with the film industry.”
Deana’s face fell.  So she had not been the cause of that remarkable erection.  She glanced over at Jennie, who was smiling….Deana exchanged looks with Charles who nodded slightly.  Now two people on the set knew…

“What does she do?”

“It would be an invasion of her privacy if I told you that, Rachel”

“Oh.  Oh.  Where did you meet her,
Mick?”

“Through friends, Rachel, I met her through friends…”

“Oh.”

“Always the best way to meet a partner, don’
t you think, Rachel?  Through friends.  Then you know you’re meeting someone quite exceptional, someone they think is special, just for you.” 

Jennie felt her cheeks burning with pleasure.

“And she is, this lady of mine, Rachel. Exceptional. Very special.  And just for me.  We’re better together than any one I’ve ever been with in my life.  In bed and out.”

“What a wonderful thing to say about your girlfriend,
Mick,” breathed Rachel.  “What a wonderful, romantic, thing to say about your girlfriend.”

“She’
s more than a girlfriend, Rachel.  She’s my partner.  My soul mate.  She completes me…”

“And does she feel the same thing about you,
Mick?”

“I hope so with all my heart, Rachel.  I do know she would do anything for me, anything at all that I ask, no matter how outrageous.  And sometimes, Rachel, she knows what I need before I ask, and she does it….”

Jennie smiled at Mick. His eyes met hers, burning.

Charles and
Deana looked at each other, wondering just what it was that Jennie had done, to get that look of desire and passion into Mick’s eyes, to get that lifeless cock springing to attention.

They went back to the set, and sat down again, and
filmed the next bit of the nude scene.  Charles carefully positioned his actors so that Mick was at all times looking into the dark, where Jennie sat….He stood so that he could watch Jennie, and glanced over as he ordered the lights down, and filming to begin. Jennie had moved her chair back even further, well out of view of Rachel and Jerome.  He saw Mick lick his lips, as Jennie crossed her legs and her skirt rode higher and higher…and Charles saw what Jennie was not wearing. He saw Jennie uncross her legs, and open them, touch herself and then put that finger into her mouth, and suck it, all the while smiling at Mick.  Mick’s eyes were burning…

Charles felt himself grow hot and hard under his tight jeans…what a sex goddess…oh my, how could he work her into the film?  The scenes between her and
Mick would be mind-blowing…but he’d loose his rating.  The film would become X-Rated, and you couldn’t have an X-Rated
Avengers
flick, could you? But the out-takes would be amazing for his private collection…

Charles sighed, and continued to shoot, directing his actors gently, not wanting to break
Mick’s mood.

Shooting broke at one, for lunch.
The nude scene had been completed to Charles’s satisfaction.

Mick
invited Rachel, Jerome and Jennie to stay and eat with him.  They were going to film an action sequence after the break, he told them, and he thought they would enjoy that.  Lots of photo opportunities for Jerome.

Rachel took the opportunity to quiz Charles, who sat beside her while they ate.

“Are nude scenes difficult, Charles?”

“Not normally. For
some reason though, this film, Mick just isn’t connecting with Deana.  But the shots today were usable, I think, and I know I’ve figured out a way to reshoot what we can’t use, so I think everything will be alright.”

“Quite a
challenge, being a director.  Is, eh, Mick always hard to direct in nude scenes?”

“He‘
s usually hard alright.  Hard and long and hot!” Charles chuckled.  “I’ve directed him in seven films now, and this is the first time I’ve had to urge him on, instead of rein him in to protect the rating, if you know what I mean…” Charles met Rachel’s eyes and looked at her through half-closed lids.  “I have a collection, a very private collection of his love scenes from other pictures, Rachel…scenes too hot for the films…Mick never simulates sex, Rachel. This film is the first time I’ve ever seen him not fucking his leading lady hard and deep.”

Rachel looked up at Charles. His hand was on her knee. “Ah…”

“Would you like to come over to my townhouse, Rachel and see them sometime?”

“I’
d love to, Charles, love to…” she wet her lips in anticipation, as Charles’s hand, hidden by the table cloth, climbed higher up her leg.

“Tonight, Rachel, you could come tonight…”

“I could
come
tonight, Charles…”

“And if you’
re a very good girl, Rachel, and very nice to me while we watch Mick, I might give you a screen test myself…”

“Ah…”

“So, Rachel, I’ll just take you home with me, shall I?  After we film the next scene.”

“
Soon, Charles?”

“Soon, Rachel. You’
re very young Rachel…how old are you?”

“Twenty three, Charles…”

Charles leaned down and spoke softly in Rachel’s ear, softly so that no one else heard him.” Just the right age, Rachel.  Just the right age for me to take your clothes off in my screening room and play with your tits and squeeze your ass and fuck you as you watch Mick fuck some very beautiful ladies…”

They went to another set. 
Deana was finished for the day.  Mick was dressed in a business suit this time, and looked wonderful, Jennie thought.  Wonderful, as he had the night she’d met him. They filmed a short sequence in an office that culminated in a martial arts flight, with Mick besting six opponents.  They shot the three minute scene eight times.  Mick went through four suits, all identical, in the eight shots… as his suits became torn and in one instance, bloody.

Jennie
appreciated why some nights Mick had been exhausted, and lay back, letting her do all the work…loving every minute of her attentions.  This could be one of those nights, she thought.

SEVEN

Charles and Rachel disappeared just after three, for an
‘in-depth’ interview, Charles informed one and all.  Mick snorted.  He knew all about the sex scene out takes and Charles and young reporters…it would be in-depth, Mick knew…about as in-depth as Charles could thrust it into Rachel as she watched the out-takes…

An assistant director took over, and they filmed another two shots, just of
Mick walking to a car, then to an office building.

Deana
reappeared in a low cut top and very short skirt, and invited Jerome to come into her dressing room and take pictures of her.  He accepted with alacrity.

Jennie
and Mick looked at each other and laughed.

“Rachel and Jerome will have so many stories for the office tomorrow that people will forget to wonder why I was invited along,” she told him smiling.

“I doubt they’ll tell all,” smiled Mick. “Rachel won’t tell how she fucked Charles while she watched me fuck my leading ladies in the out-takes in Charles’s private collection.  And Jerome won’t tell how Deana loves to tease young men, expose herself and make them hard, and give them a very promising full body kiss as they leave. They won’t tell because they’ll think that if they’re discreet it will happen again.  But it won’t.  Charles and Deana are both into young, fresh treats. A different flavor every time.”

“That’s harsh, darling.”

“That’s the truth, Jennie.”

He took her hand and they went to the waiting limousine. Once they were settled, his arm cradling
Jennie and his other hand so busy up her skirt, making her gasp with pleasure, he said to her, “You do know why I made sure you were here today, don’t you, my darling?”

“To show me that making love to
Deana is your work and making love to me is your pleasure?” she asked.

“That too, sweetheart.  But mainly because
Deana and every other woman leave me cold now, Jennie and I was filming a love scene.  Charles was going out of his mind.  My eyes were flat and cold, and my reputation as a leading man is partly based on my smoldering, sexy eyes that film so well.   We wasted Thursday and Friday on that scene two weeks ago and then Thursday and Friday again last week. So I needed to be able to look at you, because whenever I know you are near me, I’m filled with desire and my eyes and my cock show it…and when you crossed you lovely legs and showed me your sweet little pussy, oh, baby, it more than did the trick. When you touched yourself, and licked your finger I was instantly erect…thank you, baby.”

Jennie
’s hand was busy, too.  She had unzipped Mick’s jeans, and unbuckled his belt, and his cock, large and throbbing was being stroked seductively.  He leaned against the seat, smiling at her.

“Why don’
t I stop what I’m doing, darling, and concentrate on what you’re doing to me?” he asked her.

Jennie
smiled at him. “That’s the general idea, Mick.” Her head dropped, and she took his cock in her mouth, and she didn’t stop sucking and licking and flicking until she had swallowed all his cum…

He pulled her up and kissed her, his tongue filling her mouth as his cock just had, tasting himself,
stroking her….”Jennie, Jennie, Jennie…you always know what I need.”

She smiled under his lips.  She didn
’t know how long this affair would last, but while it did…while it did…she was living out all of her fantasies.

Mick
put her hand back on his cock.  He was soon hard again.  He pulled her across him, so that she was straddling him, her leather skirt up around her waist.  He entered her slowly, inch by inch, as he loved to, controlling her movements with one hand on her hip and the other holding her buttock. He sucked her breasts through her silk shirt. The effect of his lips through the silk and the lace bra beneath was so stimulating.  His cock throbbed, and he thrust, hard, hard and deep.  Her muscles pulled him deeper and deeper. She came and she came and she came, crying his name, all the way to Berkshire. Mick smiled at her. 

“My favourite position,
Jennie, and you do it so well…”

When they reached his estate,
Mick lifted her off him, and zipped his jeans.  He pulled her skirt down, and got out of the car.  He reached in, and picked her up in his arms, and carried her in, kissing her softly as he picked her up.  “Thank you, my love, thank you,” he whispered in her ear, as he carried her into the lift, and up to his bed.  It was the first time Jennie had heard Mick call her ‘
my love’
.

He undressed her, and was on top of her, entering her, fucking her long and hard,
deep, hard, plunging into her with a ferocity he never had shown before, even more demanding than that Sunday at her flat in London. Finally, he collapsed on top of her.  She smiled into the darkness.  He was the best, the most exciting lover Jennie could ever imagine. 

She knew that when he tired of her, when he left her, when the limousine no longer brought her here with him, to his home, his bedroom
, she would be heartbroken.  And she knew that after Mick, she could never have another man. She finally understood Lucy and Dan….