I woke up from a good night's sleep and found myself alone in bed. I was also naked and I don't know where I left my clothes except by the pool somewhere the night before. Despite my apparent lack, I showered clean in the bathroom and then walked across the house into the kitchen, where I heard Wes on the phone.
I don't need to be touched; Wes is also naked. I saw countless clothes that each of us wore to the buffet in the dining room. Wes clearly collected everything and took care of it. Despite locating my belongings, I was still undressed.
I've been keeping an eye on Wes' conversation to understand that he's preparing the actors for a video shoot this afternoon and Sunday. From what I've heard, Kurt will be back, not Carlos, and some new men may also appear. Finally, he ended the call.
He smiled at me, "I'm just preparing for this afternoon and for tomorrow." All done. Can I make you some breakfast?
I nodded and sat down on one of the high stools on the raised kitchen counter. I watched Wes work in the kitchen, and he seemed to know where everything was. I also noticed that the fridge was well stocked with food and drinks.
I said to Wes, "This is your house, isn't it?"
He reeled from the kitchen where he was cooking bacon. "Um, ... yes, but I'm not promoting it to the crew or the other actors. I don't want them to think I'm living this high. I inherited it. Anyway, I didn't. could have bought it.
"Big place for a single guy."
"I was married, but the ex didn't take kindly to my penchant for making adult films and I didn't care for the guy she'd taken as a lover. She left about five years ago. Nobody's come along to take her place, although your friend Emmy gets to me in many ways."
"Why don't you date her?"
Wes thought. "I guess I could, but it would screw up our working relationship."
"Oh, come on. Ask her out. I know she loves you very much; she speaks. You don't have to marry her, just see what happens. She also enjoys working for you. Guess you don't mind her having sex with other guys? "
" No, I'm fine with them and don't think they're taking advantage of her. I care about her and just want to see her happy. If she likes what she makes videos of, then do good to her. It's not like I didn't bounce from pussy to pussy last night. I like variety and I think you do too. "Damn different boys." I hope Wes isn't awkward leading the conversation.
She smiled, "Usually, but I have to like it. The people I worked with had sly balls. I told Wes; he knows.
Wes added, "Yeah, I know you don't like Tony or Bart, so I quit working with them." I don't care much for them either. "
" Thank you and I will always try to do your best. "You slid up beside Wes and gave him a burning morning kiss. I could tell he loved her erect nipples rubbing against his chest from the way he looked down to See what made him so excited.
Wes set aside the slices of bacon he cooked on a plate covered with paper towels. He turned to both of us, "How about scrambled eggs?"
We both nodded, and he began to prepare half a dozen eggs in a bowl. He nodded at me, “The silver suit is in the first drawer over there; the napkins are on the counter in the end.”
The three of us sat at the kitchen counter, with me at one end. It will make Em and Wes sit next to each other.
After we sat down and had a few bites, Wes said to Em, “Sheila was telling me about going out with friends. What would you think about that?"
Em blushed and shyly said, "I'd feel that would be very nice. What do you think about it?"
Now Wes blushed; "I wouldn't be asking if I wasn't interested in you."Em pointed down at her bare pussy and teased, "You just want to get into my knickers."
Wes laughed, "You're not wearing knickers, and I've already gotten into your cute little cunt and I liked it a lot. I want to get in there again today, maybe appearing in my own film. But the real reason is because I like your company and the way you think. I like that you appreciate art and music, and ... also a lot... plus the fact that you're one of the hottest assholes in the porn industry. I accept your compliments, and I hope you will sink into me later. She reached out and carefully moved the towel over Wes' thighs so she could wrap her arms around his bulging cock and stroke it over and over. tall as he looked at her. Wes said, "Emmy, I`m older and I've been married. I've sort of avoided the dating game because I think it's lame, at least a lot of it is. My idea of dating is to hang out together most of the time, and that's really what I'm asking. I want you to hang out with me, and see where we end up. I figure we can always go back to this, or just not see each other again, or, hopefully and on the other hand, something really beautiful might emerge."
Em got serious, "My god, you're going all romantic on me. I'm on the ship. She rested her head on Wes' shoulder and he wrapped his arms around her and kissed the top of her head.
Wes continued, “I've known you a lot. Over the past few years we've spent a lot of time together, although most of the time revolves around video, we've had time to talk about other things. Hope you feel that you know me and I am real and that I am not pretending to be something that I am not. "
" I know that. You are the most beautiful person I know. I have always loved you very much. "
" I hope you move in with me.
I decided to leave Wes, completely shocked by his statement. She glanced at me, and her dubious expression was evident. "What did you tell him?" She turned to Wes, “Are you serious or teasing me? Don't use those words."
I turned to Wes and watched him.
“I'm completely serious, and I'm not teasing you. I want you in and around my life. "Wes' tone expressed hope for a positive response from him.
Em shuddered and blushed, "Then you've got yourself a new livein girlfriend. Where do you live?"
"Here."
"HERE?" Em's voice rose an octave.
I said, "There's an echo in 'here.'"
Wes leaned over and very tenderly kissed Emmy. "I don't advertise where I live. I know the drive will be a little longer for you to get to work at the museum, but I hope that's all right. Maybe I can find some way to make it up to you."
"Oh, it is. It is. I mean ... this is all so sudden ... I ... I… Oh, my God, I'm going to cry. “She waved a hand to her face and house, with Wes and I in a nervous gesture. When I look at her face, I can see her eyes. Tears filled her eyes, her mouth puffy and licking her lips non-stop. They've been like that for a long time, and I know there's all sorts of really subtle communication between them. When they parted, the two kissed.
I'm glad I pushed Wes, although I think he's got to be willing to do something with Em anyway. I feel love in the air.
Jon and Ann show up and about five minutes later Ted arrives. We were all naked and laughing that we had given up our clothes so easily the night before, and now, in the light of day, each of us seemed a little embarrassed, at least. At first, we had nothing to wear.
Neither Wes nor Em have said anything about their sudden new status as a couple, but I can tell they are both happy and excited about what just happened. There is a lot of free communication with each other throughout the day. Emmy couldn't help but smile at Wes, or listen attentively to everything he was saying, even if it wasn't hers. After breakfast, we cleaned and stored everything until the beautiful kitchen was spotless. I'm sure Ted, Jon, and Ann think we're good tenants.
Wes bought us all the dresses to give us a certain sense of modesty when the other cast members and cast for today's video arrived. As more and more people came in, Wes described his day's plan for the "actors" who would join the fight he planned to film in his living room.
Wes teased Ann, "Do you want to be a cameraman or do you want to be in the movie? You can also try doing both. I plan to be there." in the film? I've never done this, and I love it. Jerry the lighting guy can use my camera. I instructed him on that in case we wanted a third camera in certain situations. "I was thinking about how Jerry just lost his chance to play the male part.
Wes introduced You and Me to the other actors Kurt we've known since the day before. Pam Caranova looks like an extraordinary slut, but is actually a sweet and kind woman of about twenty-six years old who works in legal capacity at one of the best law firms in town. She just dressed up as a slut for a weekend photo shoot.
Hunk number one is Mike Gottinger, a twenty-nine-year-old businessman who apparently works out in the gym for several hours a day; even his muscles are muscular, and he has a nice Californian tan.
Hunk number two is Bob Bernhart, an inventory officer for the local Amazon warehouse. He was older, maybe forty years old, had a few gray hairs that made him look classy, and seemed unusually shy to people.