Chapter 10

I woke up the following morning to the smell of frying bacon. The bed was empty, but I could still smell Mandy’s perfume and the smell of sex on the sheets. I got out of bed, pulled my boxer shorts on, and slipped a T-shirt over my head. We had had a great evening. We had eaten and then watched a film on television before heading up to bed.

Mandy was an animal in the bedroom, she knew what she wanted, and she knew how to please a man. We worked well together, and we just seemed to click. We swapped oral sex and then cycled through a few positions. We ended up in a very passionate sixty-nine. I shot my load into her mouth as Mandy came all over my face.

I had woken up to use the toilet around six o’clock, and I had fucked Mandy again before we fell asleep in each other’s arms.

As I was getting dressed, Mandy came into the room; she was dressed in a very sheer and tight-fitting dressing gown. She had that just fucked look on her face. Her hair was all over the place, and she had a huge smile on her face.

“Right, young man, breakfast is on the table,” she said and kissed me softly on the lips.

“You are spoiling me,” I said, pulled her close to me, and kissed her hard on the lips. My hands reached around, and I fondled her big arse.

She pushed me away and smiled at me.

“Well, you spoilt me a few times last night and twice again this morning,” she giggled, “and as I always say, one good turn deserves another.”

I finished getting dressed and then I followed Mandy down to the kitchen. She really had spoilt me, there was a plate of toast, glasses of orange juice and a pot of proper coffee on the table.

I sat down, and Mandy piled food onto plates, bacon, eggs, mushrooms, black pudding, hash browns, sausages, and a fried slice. It was a bloody feast. She bent over, and her dressing gown stretched over the globes of her very sexy arse, and my cock twitched. I hoped we might have some more fun and games later that day.

We ate and we chatted, it was great to just sit and talk. The coffee was great, and I had three cups. She had a proper coffee machine; at home, I used instant coffee, but I decided when I got my next pay cheque, I would invest in a fancy machine like Mandys.

After we had eaten, I helped her with the washing up.

Mandy was telling me some funny stories about stuff she had seen during filming when her telephone rang. She picked it up and smiled, then she frowned and put her finger on her lips. It was the universal sign not to talk.

I sat back down and drank my coffee as Mandy talked with whoever was on the other end of the phone. She basically just kept saying yes, okay, no problem. I glanced at the clock; it was only nine o’clock.

Then she said goodbye and put the phone down.

“Sorry about that. It was my sister. She needs me to pop down to look after the kids over the weekend,” Mandy said.

“Okay, is everything okay?” I asked.

“Yes, she has a new boyfriend, and he wants to take her to Paris for the weekend.” Mandy smiled.

“Nice, very romantic!” I said.

“Well, I need to call Sally to make sure she can do without me and then get ready to go!” she smiled.

“I take it you will take the train?” I asked, and she nodded as she pulled out her phone book. I finished my coffee as Sally explained the situation to Sally.

“She is fine with everything!” Mandy said as she put the phone down, “She will be in on Saturday to do the films!”

Half an hour later, I helped Mandy carry her case out to a waiting taxi and kissed her goodbye. She said she would see me on Monday.

She headed off the railway station and I walked into town. I went to the cashpoint and got some money out of the bank. I went shopping and bought two pairs of Levi 501s, some new shirts and a new pair of Dr Martins. It was nice to have a few quid to spend.

Then, I went into a record shop and bought three new albums. I had coffee and a slice of cake in a local coffee shop while doing some people-watching.

Then I walked home through the park. The postman had been, and there was a nice cheque from Sally.

I got the ironing board out, put one of the new albums on the record deck, and got to work. Three hours later, I decided that I had done enough.

I packed the ironing kit away and made a coffee. I sat and listened to the albums again and just chilled. I must have fallen asleep as the knock on the door woke me.

I had forgotten the telephone guy was coming around. I let him in and made him a brew as he got about his work. He was only there for half an hour. He made me test the phone, and then I signed his paperwork, and he left.

I had a piece of paper with the telephone numbers for Sally, Toni, and Mandy. I called them all and left messages on their answering machines. Toni answered, and we chatted after I gave her my new number.

After she told me about her day and I told her about Mandy, she told me she would see me the following day.

I decided to walk into town and eat. Before I left, I filled in a paying-in slip and put that and the cheque into an envelope. I could put it in the bank’s overnight paying-in box.

I put on my coat and headed out. I walked through the park. There were families out enjoying the sun, some with picnics.

There were kids playing with frisbees, and a game of cricket was being played.

I headed into town and slipped the envelope into Banks overnight, paying in box.

Then I went into a bar. There was live music on, and a three-piece band was doing covers of some seventies stuff. I had two beers and watched them. Then, I headed out and went to a well-known fish and chip shop. It had a takeaway and a sit-down restaurant.

I ordered haddock and chips with bread and butter. Since they did not serve beer, I ordered a pot of tea.

The food was nice. I ate slowly and thought about how my life had changed over the last few months. After I had eaten, I ordered a refill for my tea.

I walked home, and the park was now deserted. I went to bed with a glass of water and a book.

the following morning, I woke up felling refreshed. I shaved and had a long shower. I had a bowl of cereal and cup of coffee while I waited for Toni.

She was early, and she looked a lot better than the last time I had seen her. I jumped into the car, and she pulled off.

“How are you feeling?” she asked.

“Yes, all good, thanks; well rested!” I replied, “How about you?”

“Yes, it is all good. I have been a good girl, kept off the booze, and got some sleep,” she said as she swung out of the end of my road and into traffic.

We got to the studio, and she opened up. I made tea as she checked the post and the answering machine. Carl turned up next, and Andy arrived ten minutes later. Sally followed him in, and I made drinks for everyone.

Then Toni took the sandwich order, and we headed to the café. We placed our order and chatted about the films. She told me that Sarah and Amy had made about a dozen films each, and we were both nice. I had seen the pictures of them, and they both looked cute very girl-next-door types.

We ate in the canteen, and the chat was all about the holidays the guys had planned. We had this weekend’s filming, and then Sally had two girls in for some girl-on-girl movies and then a couple who liked to do movies but only worked together. Then we had that two-week break. All of the others had stuff planned, but I still had no idea what I would do.

Andy and Carl went off to make sure the lights and cameras were ready to go, Toni went off to look for some uniforms, and Sally went into the office and did some paperwork.

I cleaned the canteen and tried to look busy.

The girls turned up an hour late, they apologised and explained that there had been a problem with the train.

Sarah was around my age; she was slim with smallish tits and a shock of red hair. Amy was five years older than me and was curvier; she had a nice rack and a big ass.

Sally took us all into the office, and we sorted out our certificates and the contracts. The girls both said no anal, but anything else was good. We were making two films each day, and each girl would be in two films. They did not work together, it seemed.

The first day was the same scenario for both films. Each day, we would just do the same thing with each girl. So, the first film was about me taking a room in a Bed and breakfast and the maid brought me a tray of tea. She would catch me having a wank, and she would join in.

Sally asked for the standard stuff, some oral, a sixty-nine and then for us to cycle through some positions.

The girls suggested a few changes, and Sally agreed that we could try them. Amy was going first, so contracts were signed, and we all went off to get changed.

The filming went well, there was nothing special about them. I made both girls cum for real with my tongue, and I made Amy cum once with my cock, and Sarah had two real orgasms. There was plenty of acting in the mix.

At the end of the day, both girls seemed more than happy, and so was Sally.

As for me, I felt like the girls were not giving it one hundred per cent, but hey, Sally was the boss, and she seemed happy; we did some cut shots and fillers with both girls.

It was obvious that the girls had done a few films, as Sally did not have to stop the action much. Once we had done both movies in the can, all the actors hit the showers.

Once I was dressed, I made coffees for everyone and took Sally into her office.

“Sally, was that a good day’s filming?” I asked. She motioned for me to close the door.

“You did a great job love!” she said, “The girls didn’t seem to gel with you!”

“But...” I started to say.

“It’s cool, it is not your fault; it happens,” Sally said with a smile, “You won’t hit it off with all the girls, and they won’t hit it off with you; we still have enough to make two films!”