The Reunion (23 page)

“I try.” Alicia’s lips curved into a
provocative bow. “I enjoy discovering new ways for getting off.”

“Yes, I saw.” She glanced away from
Alicia’s inquisitive stare and took a deep breath. Could her soon-to-be protégé
ever be less saucy? “In addition to marketing to directors and potential
producers, I am willing to fund up to three movies with my own money. They’d have
to be the right kind of movies. We’d rely on Maria to help with script
selection. For you to become a star in a few years, you have to do more
dialogue—appeal to a wider audience, probably a couples’ audience.”

“Why couples?”

“It’s your apparent innocence that’s
so appealing, on screen and off. You have a girl-next-door look that appeals to
guys, but also to wives and girlfriends. They’ll be able to identify with you,
if we can find you the right roles. You don’t have the look of a hardened
sexpot.”

Alicia stiffened. “I won’t have to
settle for wishy washy sex, will I?”

“Hardly,” Sarah said chuckling. “We
don’t want to deprive you. You can be as hot as you want. You can do it all. Deep
throat. Take it in the ass. Three-ways. Light S and M—nothing too heavy and
dark. By the way, that part is Maria talking, more than me.”

“I figured that,” she said, nodding.
“I trust Maria’s judgment. I’ve seen some of her work. She could give me some
pointers. Now wouldn’t that be a three-way—the three of us.”

Shaking her head, Sarah couldn’t
help but be impressed with the enthusiasm of youth. “In your dreams. It won’t
happen. But I trust Maria completely—I’m pleased you trust her. Hopefully, I’ll
also earn your trust in time.”

Alicia remained silent.

“So you’d do much of what you
currently are doing. We will simply aim for a slightly classier style and stage
presence.”

“Can I talk dirty?” Alicia pouted.

“Certainly. Words are a turn on, but
trash talk is trash talk, whether in the bedroom or on the ball field. You can tell
your partner what is happening for you and to fuck you harder or faster or
whatever, but saying
your cock is like a battering ram cramming my cunt
is a bit over the top.”

Alicia laughed, and this time, it
reached her eyes. “You have done your homework. I didn’t write that crap, Ms.
Atkinson. That’s what I was told to say.”

“I know. I know. I just wanted to
illustrate the difference in what we have in mind for you. Are you okay with
this so far?”

“So why are you doing this?” Alicia
responded, ducking her question. “It sounds like you’re prepared to shell out a
lot of money without any guarantee of return.”

“Every investment has its risks.” Sarah
raised and lowered her shoulders. “I believe investing in your future is worth
the risk. I do expect over time to make a nice profit on my investment. This is
not a freebee.”

“And you want some say in the roles
I accept and so on?”

“Yes.”

Alicia crossed her arms and narrowed
her eyes giving what Sarah expected was the classic petulant teenage glare. “But
you won’t get into my personal life?”

“I’ll try not to, unless you put my
investment at risk.” She frowned, suddenly aware of her own oversight. “You don’t
do drugs, do you?”

Alicia’s eyes snapped. “You should’ve
asked that question earlier. But I don’t. And I’m not an alcoholic. I try to go
to church twice a month.”

Sarah coughed. She wasn’t sure she needed
to know that.

“Going to church regularly was a
promise I made to my grandmother on her death bed. Not that grandma would
necessarily agree with the theology of the church I belong to.”

Sarah scribbled on the notepad at
her place. “No shoots on Sundays.”

Alicia grinned. “I only go twice a
month; I can usually shoot around that.”

“Of course. There is one other
thing, Alicia. I want you to take acting lessons. I’ll pay for them.”

“Really? You want me to go to a
regular acting class.”

“Yes. That doesn’t bother you?”

“Not at all,” she replied, pushing
back a lock of blond hair from her forehead. “I know a number of girls who take
drama classes; I’ve never been able to afford them, but I’ve listened to what
my friends have to say.”

“Good. I believe you have natural acting
talent, but it can be improved. You are very skilled at expressing a vast array
of emotion. That’s apparent in the pictures we’ve done in the photo lab as well
as in some of your erotic work. Classes should help you build on that talent.”

“This sounds fantastic.” Alicia
broke into a wide grin. “Bigger than any dream I’ve allowed myself to dream. So
what percentage of my take do you want?”

“Excellent question, Alicia. Adam
would be proud of you. I’m not sure. I certainly don’t want to rob you, but I
do want a fair share. We can talk more with Adam and a lawyer or two he might
recommend. I imagine arrangements will differ depending on whether I’m backing
you to obtain a part in a film or whether I’m funding the film. You don’t have
to agree to anything until we work out the details. Right now, I’m trying to
find out if this strange idea of mine has appeal to you to you and whether you
even want to work with me.”

“Like I said…” Alicia bobbed her
head up and down.

Sarah smiled as the girl’s breasts
followed suit.

“It’s beyond my wildest dreams. And
I think I’d enjoy working with you.”

“That was a non-sexual statement,
correct?”

Alicia didn’t miss a beat. “Absolutely.”

“You’re not going to try to get into
my panties?”

Alicia’s grin split her face. “You
don’t wear panties, Ms. Atkinson.”

Sarah felt her cheeks burn. “How do
you know that?”

Alicia made a face that showed she
questioned Sarah’s brainpower. “I’ve worked with you for at least a couple
hours—more than that, actually. You flutter all about while you work. Believe
me. You don’t wear panties.”

“But,” she protested, “I wear long
dresses when I shoot.”

Alicia shrugged her shoulders. “You’re
not nearly as straight-laced as you’d like us girls to believe. We know about
your relationship with Maria and Adam.”

“But...”

“We’re not stupid, Sarah. You’re
getting laid almost as much as we are. Each time I’ve come in here you’ve looked
like a well-fucked woman. I hope when I’m your age I can look the same way.”

“My age aside,” Sarah stammered, “I
think maybe we’re done for the day.” She began gathering her items from the
table.

“No, not quite,” Alicia said. “Our
panty dialogue got us a bit off track. Even though I’d love to, and you present
such a lovely challenge, I won’t try to get into your pussy.”

“Good. Thank God for that small
favor.”

Alicia raised her hand to silence
her. “I wasn’t finished. I won’t seduce you, and I’m not at all convinced I
couldn’t succeed if I really, really tried...but I won’t, if you don’t get too
hung up on being my mother.”

Sarah slumped back into her chair
with the wind knocked out of her. Had she been flushed out of her hole? She
hadn’t really wanted to admit even to herself that her motherly instincts might
play a significant role in her desire to help Alicia. “You’re a very smart girl,”
she muttered at last, nodding her agreement. “I think between the two of us we’ve
named the pitfalls in our future business partnership. You won’t be my lover
and I won’t be your mother. Though I would like for us to be friends as well as
business associates.”

“Business associates,” Alicia replied,
looking smug. “I never thought those words would be used to describe me. So can
I hug you—not as lover or mother, but as friend and business associate?”

“I believe that’s allowable, as long
as your hands don’t rove too much,” Sarah consented, folding the girl into her
arms for a discreet hug.

Two days later, Sarah happily accepted
congratulations from her friends and lifted her glass in a toast. “To Alicia,”
she said, nodding at her new official protégé. “May she dream big and realize those
dreams.”

Sarah beamed at the others. “May
this be a fun as well as a profitable venture. We’re launched,” she announced,
after signing the final document.

Everyone applauded—Adam, Maria,
Alicia and Alicia’s friend, Amanda. The thin redhead had been introduced as
Alicia’s friend and lover. Clearly it was important to Alicia for Sarah to know
she had a stable relationship outside the industry.

The two young women looked extremely
happy with each other. How did they manage Alicia’s chosen profession?
Don’t
even go there,
Sarah cautioned herself. They seemed to be doing fine, and Sarah
wasn’t her mother, though it had pleased her to learn Alicia was in a caring
relationship.

“I’ve made a special treat to
celebrate this occasion,” Maria said, uncovering a cake. Nestled in its top
layer sat a tasteful partially nude statuette resembling Alicia. “I have a
friend who is a magician with clay,” Maria explained.

“It’s beautiful,” Alicia screeched. “It’s
almost too good to eat. Oops.” She flinched and ducked. “Wrong thing to say. I
just signed a contract that pays me a lot of money to eat.” She tucked her arm
around Amanda. “But the best is free.”

Sarah saw the sheen of elation on
the two young women and suddenly felt old. Had she ever looked that carefree
and happy? No matter. It was a good day, young or old. It was a day filled with
promise and dreams.

She looked over at Adam, who scrutinized
her closely. Now what was he thinking? Was he remembering when they were that
young? Or was he plotting his next assault on her body?

Her skin tingled under his steady
gaze. Her physical response clearly indicated she wasn’t too old yet. She
stuffed a piece of cake in her mouth and chewed thoroughly, amused that Adam’s
color darkened before he glanced away from her challenge. How soon could she
send Alicia and her lover off on their own so she and her lovers could play?

Her antics must not have gone
unnoticed. Alicia winked at her. “Thanks for all you’re doing for me, Sarah. I’ll
do the best I can for you.”

“I know you will.”

“Come along, Amanda,” Alicia said,
grabbing her friend by the hand. “Let’s leave before we have to witness an orgy
too hot for our innocent young eyes. Bye,” she said to everyone, “Enjoy
yourselves.” She arched an eyebrow at Sarah. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

- o -

 “You’re quite adept at eating, too,
Sarah. Even though, unlike your business partner, you’re not being paid to nibble
pussy.” Adam watched Sarah sliding her tongue along the outer folds of Maria’s
vulva. Lying on her back, Maria had her legs draped over Sarah’s shoulders. “You
look fantastic, actually. I always enjoy watching you munch on Maria—and vice
versa, of course.”

Peeking over Maria’s abdomen, Sarah
winked at him without dragging her lips away from the dark pussy. Silently, Maria
clasped and unclasped her thighs, encouraging her lover’s exploration.

Kneeling at Maria’s side, Adam smiled
indulgently down at her. The reason she couldn’t cry out her demands to Sarah
as usual was because she’d stuffed her mouth with his cock. He brushed his
fingers through her curly hair while her hands and mouth glided over his shaft,
working their magic.

With hollowed cheeks, Maria peeked
up at him, her eyes rounding in delight. She clearly loved this. He knew she
loved how the three of them seemed so compatible, so in sync. Hell,
he
loved it. He looked at Sarah with her tongue and fingers slipping in and out of
Maria’s pussy. Thankfully, she loved it, too.

Why had it taken him so long to
realize they each shared a voracious appetite for sex? Sarah was as eager and
innovative as Maria. More than once they’d managed to push him beyond his
comfort zone.

Maria arched her lean torso into
Sarah, seeking her first orgasm of the evening. Adam withdrew from her mouth, allowing
her to concentrate solely on her own needs. He shifted slightly down the bed on
his knees until he could easily reach Maria’s clit with one hand and stroke
Sarah’s backside with the other.

He saw Sarah’s smile reach her eyes
as he joined her in bringing Maria to a crescendo, but she didn’t give up her
purchase or slow her pace. Her finger and tongue had become a driving force the
bouncing Maria could hardly keep up with. Stroking Maria’s clit between two
fingers, Adam kneaded Sarah’s butt cheek. His cock banged freely against her shoulder.

“Jesus, guys. Whatever you do don’t stop.
I’m...” Maria’s eyes rolled until he could see their whites. She slapped his
fingers away from her clit. Sarah covered Maria’s pussy with her mouth. He
could see her throat muscles working, gulping repeatedly.

Maria slung an arm across her
forehead. Her legs fell to the mattress. Her ragged breathing eventually
steadied. “Sweet,” Maria whispered. “So sweet. Let me catch my breath.”

Sarah gave Maria’s pussy one last
kiss before rising to kneel beside Adam. She turned his chin and slanted her
lips across his. He tasted and smelled Maria’s familiar essence.