Not Quite a White Knight Book 5
Copyright© 2025 by LolaPaul
Chapter 32. From Bohemia With Joy
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 32. From Bohemia With Joy - Our Hero returns from the Auction/Orgy with a naked guest, the tall dark and beautiful Jessica Stern. She joins them for nights of pleasant instructional sex. Later she has an overnight with Li at a club. Resha + Irene each love 30 hour Princely dates. Sin-Sin flies to Peru for unimagined sex at a wedding. Prince gives Pope grappa + whip payback. Darnel is taken, gives up a fortune, then Prince + Red get D + Doria sex w/ a shark happy meal. Bente takes naughty pics of the girls for the Patron.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Crime Workplace Sharing Wife Watching Incest Father Daughter Cousins Torture Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Orgy Swinging Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Male Hispanic Female Indian Female White Couple Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Pregnancy Sex Toys Voyeurism Royalty
Sunday September 21, 2008.
On Sunday I skipped the office and spent the day at the pool with my girls around. I even had Samantha with Kwit and Bente with Tango over.
In the early afternoon I got a direct call to my private cell from a foreign number I did not recognize.
“Hello?”
“Hello, my darling white knight. How is the most handsome bravest knight and smartest lawyer in LA?”
It was Amy, calling me from Prague, the capital of Bohemia where she was filming a new adult movie trilogy. I was glad to hear from her and asked how filming was going.
“Filming is easy, the CGI folks are great. As always, the one bump is the money, they tell me the world economy is in the toilet and flushing is imminent. All the producer’s droids are buzzing around at near panic ... of course, that is always the case ... bean counters rule by living on caffeine. But now the money people are looking grim, it is amazing how they can pass for undead so easily, maybe the outfit helps. I’m am sure it is all Germany’s fault ... There is speculation the Chinese will save us but they are sending mixed signals about the nudity. That is life on a worldwide silver screen. Well, enough boring stuff, we have fun to talk about. Real Hollywood party talk.”
She sure sounded like she was happy about something, and it wasn’t the economy or the upcoming election.
Amy got straight to the point. It seems she had been nominated for an acting award in a minor Red-Carpet award show plus the related festivities in Hollywood. It would be the weekend of October 19. This was not one of the big shows seen on national TV Sunday nights, but it was sponsored by some of the guilds, so it carried prestige and would be shown repeatedly on a cabal of the cable channels.
It carried enough status and publicity that the film company would pay her way to attend the live show. The CGI types were hustling up a reel of short takes that were tempting and could be shown on cable TV, and a racier set for the news shows.
There were two conditions, they would only pay for her, not some drunken waste-of-time companion, and when she was asked she would mention “the exciting movie series ... sci-fi with naughty bits” she was currently filming. The producer’s droids thought the mention of that specific phrase might cause excitement and jerk some money out of a few overstuffed German money-belts. “Would you believe it, the bean counter swarm actually pushed for the idea of the trip, and since it was just me they approved a first class ticket. It seems the bean counters all love me because I played a CPA once on a show, even if I can’t recall it. My line, I was surprised while wearing just a skimpy towel so you could see my navel, was to turn suddenly and say ‘imagine the EBIT!’ That still gives them orgasms. Marshall, the head bean-counter, said this award was the type of buzz-creating publicity you can’t really buy, and it could save the day for the franchise. It would be fiscally irresponsible and potentially actionable not to send me.”
She was hesitant only because she knew Joe Pope’s private eyes were still on the case. I could not really tell her that Joe was currently dead on ice, had defrosted, and was deep into another freezing cycle.
The bottom line for her was that she needed my unique mix of protection, filling a great tux and naked fun. I agreed, “I am ‘all in’ for you, full armor, shining sword and mighty lance.”
“Ohh yess ... the lance. You know, I was hoping you would say exactly that,” she said with a giggle. “Maybe we could spend some time without the armor.”
“As you wish. Some other gentle people will be around if we want more friendly company.”
“OH! Be still my heart, you say the nicest things to easy a distressed woman.”
“So how is filming going?”
“Well, art is sometimes messy. We had one change, I am a magical tulip tree, the tulips are better for the tame version. Today I was ravaged by sand creature from Yuk, very messy, and given the tone I had to do both “G” and “XXX” versions ... I got sand and yuk saliva everywhere ... you will never guess where their yukky cocks are, it is too disgusting to mention.”
She did like the CGI stuff, where she was totally nude before a green scene, with no scenery or marks or other characters, just acting for the cameras and a half dozen very nice boys and girls who were also nude so she was comfortable. “We were all comfortable, but some of the guys are clearly not ‘at ease’ if you know what I mean. The director likes it that I still get a response from the crew.”
At the first opportunity I mentioned that Joe had been served divorce papers and evicted by Vi, she had usurped him in prostituted the Church sluts to his partners so she could stay in good graces with the top brass of the law firm. Also, Joe Pope had been hounded to distraction by Stern and Barnes on her behalf, and after he finished his last job Pope had not been seen by anybody at the law firm. “The last time he was in the building was when he got the court papers from Vi.” Then I hummed the ‘Suicide Is Painless’ theme from MASH.
She joined in, she knew the words thanks to a quiz show. “Through early morning fog I see / visions of the things to be / the pains that are withheld for me / I realize and I can see / Suicide is painless / It brings on many changes / And I can take or leave it if I please...” She sighed, she bought that Joe could commit suicide. “You know, as I think about it, Joe is the type who just might off himself. He had goals and he really blames himself for falling short. I mean really, a gay honeymoon retreat with weed? Whenever he lost he always bet more to ‘make up’ his loses. There was no winning for him.”
Vegas loves that type of thinking, but for Pope it was real estate games with lots of leverage making big losses bigger.
She said that she was not sure she could take so much good news. But from her lawyer and agent she knew the PIs were still around watching for her, “wasting Joe’s money.”
I said a police report had been filed, so perhaps the police could get a straight answer from the snoops, plus maybe scare them off entirely. Or somebody might get Vi to stop paying them. Joe had been using the Church account so the three girls could turn off that waste of cash and the PIs could go back to taking nip-slip and “I forgot my panties” pictures for TMZ and the internet.
“Honey, those nip-slips are box office gold you know,” she said. “I have done my share when I was younger ... I was ashamed all the way to the bank. The key is rarity, you can’t cash in too often or your market value suddenly drops.”
Actually, the key was rarity and contrast, Amy was blessed with very dark nipples so when they slipped out they were easy to see spots.
Regardless of Joe, Amy had the idea that I could provide her with protection during her time in LA, and maybe a safe place to lay her pretty head for a couple of mutually thrilling nights. She had her prepaid ticket and would arrive Wednesday October 15. She needed an escort on her arm for the show itself, to walk the Red Carpet and sit through the award ceremony, plus attend at least two parties - the night before and immediately after the award show itself. “Since I am up for an award and might be on stage I actually get both an escort and a female ‘helper’ so maybe a handsome escort ... and I dare to hope ... with a very attractive female along for fun?” She was thinking of Cynthia, except she was pregnant.
“Also, she is out of the country with family,” I added.
“Well, if not some sweet Sin, how about either your knockout wife Abril or my distant cousin Jessica? She is in the business and knows the game. She also has the contacts. I owe her for a talk show thing.” Amy knew I had a Town Car that would work.
I agreed that it would be a pleasure to accommodate her. “Abril might not be the best choice, she doesn’t sit still well and always likes to be the star, but hates cameras.”
Amy agreed with a giggle. “I can see that ... I still get naughty wet dreams when I hear ‘Whiter Sade Of Pale.’ Fuck that was hot. Say, have you ever had those two ... you know ... together?”
“Individually, yes, but not together. Sam is now engaged to my uncle, who you met that night, but the date will not be until next year.”
“Really? How delicious for her, your uncle has muscles on muscles ... yum. Well then, maybe Jessica is the better choice in any event, it would do her some good and she is a pleasure.”
She had to ask about the next law firm social, which was on October 25. It was Halloween themed and she always loved to attend those, calling it the most “social” of the socials during the year. I mentioned that the current thinking, post Labor Day, was masks and not much else for the women. Well, we can dream. I mentioned Corky’s complaint and how that shook things up.
She said that she was matched with Corky’s husband for the exchange, or maybe it was for a date, she could not recall which. “He was better than what I usually got, but was down a tier from the best.”
I told her right off that if Joe was not fired and showed himself, he would have to behave and would not be invited to the overnight festivities, Vi had really closed him off.
Amy mentioned that she had sent her medical reports to Sam so technically she was still in the pool. I said that there might be some extra females at the social and some new rules, the young wives had expressed an interest in a change after the Labor Day auction/orgy. She asked that I mention her interest to David Barnes, she would love to see the old crowd and had a very minimal outfit she could use if needed. “It is a cat’s tail, very clever, and not much else. For special parties.”
While talking about the Auction/Orgy I mentioned that Abril got the highest bid, and that Barnes had hogged her for most of the might. She responded that I had to expect that, Abril was a rare beauty.
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