Finally, I trail my eyes down her body. The outfit she’s wearing is almost nonexistent. I can see her hot pink bra right through her T-shirt, and the shorts covering her pussy are no more than glorified underwear. I know instantly these aren't her clothes, but something the producers gave her.
“Sierra, this is Simon. Simon, Sierra. Let’s take a seat and go through everything.” Liza ushers us into the room, and I have the baffling urge to push the professional woman out of the room and get to know Sierra on an animalistic level.
Never before have I reacted to a woman like this. Felt the need to take her immediately, to mark her and make her mine. I can appreciate when women are beautiful, don’t get me wrong. But I’ve never felt this insane need before. I had started to think maybe I would never find a woman who made me let go of reason and logic and instead focus on what the brain in my pants was telling me to do.
I stiffly follow Liza into the room, keeping my eyes on Sierra the entire time. Liza sits in a captain’s chair next to a sofa where Sierra places her delectable ass on the very edge of the cushion, like she could jump up and run out of here at any time. I have two choices. I can sit in the other chair, or I can sit next to Sierra on the sofa, really more of a love seat because it isn’t all that big. No way am I sitting anywhere other than by the woman I plan to make mine.
Liza quirks her eyebrow up as I take my place next to Sierra, close enough that we are touching from elbow to knee. Fuck, the heat and nerves radiating off this girl are making even me jumpy, and I start to wonder why in the hell she is here.
I’ll get to the bottom of that, just as soon as this pushy porn producer gets out of our space.
“So, the setup for this scene is that you’re both at a frat party, and you don’t want to be. Sierra will already be in the room, which is obviously a guy’s room. Simon, you will come in, ask her what she is doing in your room. Then, Sierra, you will apologize and say you wanted to get away from the noise, but you’ll leave.” I see Liza shift in the corner of my eye, so she is looking back at me, but the only place my eyes seem to want to focus on is Sierra’s legs.
“Simon you’ll catch her arm before she leaves and pull her in close. Tell her she can stay as long as she likes, but you want to get more comfortable. You will then take your shirt off and kiss her. And then we’ll go from there. I’ll direct your actions in the moment for the most part, but I usually find once things get going, I don’t have to say much other than to remind you to cheat all your actions toward the camera.”
Liza claps, and Sierra jumps an inch off the couch next to me. It’s obvious to me she doesn’t want to be here anymore than I do.
“So, let’s run through that real quick. Then I’ll leave to let you two get to know each other, okay?”
The next two minutes might be the most awkward of my life. We run through the half-assed lines Liza gave us, and we are both admittedly not the best of actors. But I get to look Sierra in the eye as we’re going through the motions, so I’ll take it any way I can get it.
“Okie dokie, that was great. I’ll be back in a little while when we’re ready for you on the set.
I assume from the click of her heels on the floor and the soft thud of the door closing that Liza has left the room, but I can’t bring myself to look away from the sweet yet sultry woman next to me. I want to touch her in the worst way. More than just having my side pressed against her. I want my entire body pressed against her. And it will be, in just a matter of minutes.
In front of a whole crew. And cameras. Fuck. That is the last thing I want now. I don’t want one person to see this gorgeous woman as I take her for the first time.
How the fuck am I going to do this?
