Chapter 76

When we got to the trailer, Crystal did not even wait for me to open her door. Seeing her get out I went ahead and unlocked the door to the trailer and we both went inside. And we were both shedding clothes as we went to the front where the bedroom was.

She dropped hers in one corner, as I dropped mine in the other. And we fell onto the bed, kissing as our hands were exploring each other’s bodies. And when I caressed her cunt, she was already incredibly wet, probably from what we saw that night. And after only about ten minutes Crystal rolled onto her back and pulled me with her. And after only pushing a few times my cock found the right angle and I sank back into her body again.

This time she moved her legs up so her knees were almost up to my armpits, and she crossed her ankles behind the middle of my back. And at this angle it felt like I was going all the way into her. We were kissing deeply, and Crystal was moaning almost the entire time. And I was a bit surprised when she exhaled into my mouth and gave a muffled grunt as she came. I kept going, and just a minute later she came again. But when she lowered her legs and her hands gripped my ass tight I stopped.

I pulled back as she was breathing heavily, and she smiled as she looked up into my eyes. “God, I love the way you fuck me, George. I don’t care how big a guy is, especially if they could fuck like you do.”

She was smiling as she said that, and reached up and pulled me back down as her hands pulled and relaxed. So I resumed doing what she seemed to enjoy so much. And at about five minutes we were both getting close, but I was getting closer so I held myself still deep inside of her. Crystal smiled up at me and nodded, then purred when I reached up with one hand and cupped her left breast. I started to tease her nipple with my fingers, but she reached up and grasped my hand.

“Too sensitive” she whispered, but when I tried to remove my hand she gripped it tight. “No, this is fine, just no playing.” I smiled and nodded, and a moment later resumed sliding in and out of her pussy. She was so wet, and I could hear and smell our bodies as I slid in and out of her. And when I had to stop again we were both breathing heavily.

After regaining control I resumed, and could tell this time we were in sync. And moments before I could not hold back anymore, Crystal clutched me tight and kissed me as she came, the clenching of her cunt around me enough to set me off also as I started coating her inner walls with my cum.

And we exchanged more kisses as I relaxed on top of her, my cock starting to wilt as it always does. Crystal reached up and ran her fingers through my hair as I was, saying that had been incredible.

And when I finally softened enough that I slid out of her, she pushed me onto my back and curled up next to me. “Fuck, I always seem to forget how good it is with you, then you remind me all over again. It’s so good, I could almost marry you.”

I smiled at hearing that, and kissed the top of her head softly. “Well, this is not a proposal, but why don’t we try dating again?”

And I knew I said absolutely the wrong thing to say as she stiffened up. She did not release me or move away, but I could tell something about that bothered her. Then she sighed softly, and she shook her head against my chest.

“George, I already told you why I can’t date you.”

“Well, dating is not the same as getting married, Crystal.”

“Well, no, it’s not. But that’s the idea of it, to see if somebody is compatible enough to get married. George, I can’t marry anybody who’s not Jewish, or considering conversion. So us dating would ultimately be a waste of time for both of us.”

“Well, I don’t think it would be a waste of time. I really like you, Crystal. And I would like to see more of you, and I don’t mean in bed.”

She sat up at that, and held the sheet against her breasts. “George, let it lie, please. You’re a great guy, but I can’t date you.”

And I did not think fast enough, or I never would have said what came next. “OK, I see. You can fuck me, but you won’t date me.”

Crystal grew absolutely rigid at that, and gave a long deep sigh. She then slid out of bed, and started to get dressed. I spent the next five minutes trying to apologize, but I could tell she was pissed. I started to get my clothes on, but she just shook her head.

“George, I’m going to call a friend. She’ll come get me. I do like you, a lot. But at the moment I hate you.” And with that she stormed out the door.

I quickly got dressed, and saw her as she was exiting the park talking on her phone. I followed, trying to make sure she did not see me. She walked to the 24 hour store on the next block, and I stood in the darkness until around fifteen minutes later a car pulled up and she got in. And as it pulled away I lit a cigarette and walked home.

I poured myself a drink, and sat there in the darkness wondering at what in the hell was wrong with me. I was getting more pussy than I had ever thought I would. Yet, why could I not just find a girlfriend? Three years ago, I thought this would have been paradise. Fucking different girls regularly, some of them very young but all of them hot. And I was getting tired of that, as hard as that would have been to believe when I first got here.

I gulped down the last of my drink and pulled out my phone. Where I sent a text message to Crystal, apologizing to her and saying that I would never bring it up again. Closing with even if we never got together again, I did want to remain her friend and would do anything to remain friends. And before I hit send, I added that I did not expect an answer, but to please think on that.

I poured just enough Canadian whiskey to cover the ice cubes, and after swirling it a few moments chugged it down. Then I went into the bedroom and stripped for bed. And it did not help that I could still smell her all around me.

Finally on Wednesday I got a text back from Crystal. Where she simply said she understood and we would talk later. And that she still wanted to be friends.

On Friday I got to the studio and saw Sherry and Linda talking at the table. Both of them smiled at me when I came in, and said Keith was with Rocco talking about the music. I then asked them how they thought the taping went.

“Oh George, it was great!” Sherry said. “If you want you can come by tomorrow, we can show you the first rough cut. In fact, we’re almost two weeks ahead of schedule for the next episode.”

That actually surprised me, and I asked her how that could be. “Oh, this way of filming is actually really efficient it turns out. Rocco absolutely loves it, as he can film all of the sex scenes when the cast are available, and no worry about much else because all of the set-up and the like we do on the stage later on. Plus it’s easier on the cast, because they have a lot less to remember in front of the audience.”

At that time Gina came in, and she sat down across from me and said hello to everybody. I asked her how her week had been and she said it was alright. And it turns out once again she had just finished shooting a scene about an hour earlier.

And when she turned asked Sherry how it was, Sherry said she loved it. Linda agreed with her, and Gina looked at her sharply. “Sherry, you promised it would be a closed set!” Linda just smiled, and reminded her she was the head of the show.

“Sally, as the main script writer, I kind of need to know how comfortable you are with things. I know that was a first for you, and it was obvious you were not very comfortable with that. But you hid it well, and it was not really obvious at all that you did not enjoy it.”

“Well, I really don’t like it. I’m sorry, I’ll try harder next time.” And it almost looked like she was about to cry, and Sherry went up and gave her a hug as Linda reached out and held her hand. And I reached out and took her other hand in mine. And I think I understood her fear, as she was likely afraid she might get cut if she could not handle whatever it was they are talking about.

Finally Linda looked at me and softly said that she had filmed her first scene with Dani a couple of hours ago. And finally I understood what this was all about. Sherry went back to her seat, and told Gina to relax. “Sally, so you know there are no plans at this time to cut you from the show. And Linda here has already come up with a few suggestions.”

And Linda said she had some other ideas they could try. “Sally, do you think a dildo would bother you?” And we all smiled when she said it would not, she actually owned a couple.

“OK, we can try this next time. I happen to know that Jen is actually pretty good with a strap-on, as is Luna. That way, you do not have to look at her, the only contact would be her hands on your hips, and her hips hitting your butt. I’ll write this as her fantasy as she masturbates, so all you will need to do is kiss her a few times as the lead-in, then bend over as she plows you for a bit.”

At that time Keith joined us, and we moved on to other things. I spent a lot of time chatting with Gina, and she did seem more relaxed now than she had when she first came in.

Finally we wrapped it up, and Keith said he would see us all next week. And as usual, several of us went out for a smoke afterwards. Keith said he was looking forward to the game the next week, and Linda giggled. “Well, I only saw the video that Pete shot of him doing it with his group at home. But I thought it came out pretty good. It will be fun actually seeing it played.”

Gina asked what that was, and Keith smiled and said she would see. But he also suggested if she had not yet to buy a players handbook. “We are playing second edition, if you look around at some used bookstores, you should be able to find a copy there for about five bucks. Because after next week, you all are making your own characters and doing more work.”

I also suggested if she wanted to keep playing to get a notebook for her characters. Linda smiled at that, and suggested a ‘trapper keeper’. Keith laughed at that, and shook his head. “Linda, they have not made those in years!” And I had to agree with him, as I had one when I was a kid, but could not find one even when I looked for them for college.

Gina finished her smoke, and hugged us all before leaving. I had another smoke, and sighed. “Keith, I hate to do this, but next week will be my final week with the group.”

He looked at me, and I actually saw Linda nod. I could tell he was about to say something, but Linda reached out and rested her hand on my shoulder. “George, you are looking a bit tired. And I’m pretty sure you’ve lost weight. Burning the candle at both ends getting to be a bit much?”

“Aunt Linda, to be honest yes. I only have three nights off a week, and one of them I’m spending here now. I had some exams this week, and did worse on them than I liked. And when I get home tonight I’m gonna spend an hour or so studying before bed.”

At that Keith gave a nod, and sighed. “OK George, but how about this as a condition? You come the week after that as well. No, hear me out please. This group is going to be creating their own characters, I would like you to be here to help out. And make one also. I’ll run it as an NPC if you’re not here, and if you ever have a night free and can come back you can run it.”

I reached out and shook his hand, and told him it was a deal. “In fact, if the rolls are right make him a Ranger. That is a bit more tricky than most in this group are ready for. And Lin, you take the Magic User. This time I’m going to add in spell books and spell acquisition, so you can help any of them that want to run mages.” She smiled and said that was fine. And I hugged both of them before I left.

On Wednesday, I got a call from Mandy. She told me that in two weeks they were doing a presentation of the first two hours of the airplane rebuild program in LA. “We already sold it, it starts to air in March. This is a presentation mostly for the press. The network thinks this would be good promotion, and I hoped you could be there.”

And when I asked about the plane, she laughed. “Yes, Pete and I are flying it down for this. It’s going to be at the Van Nuys Airport, and we’re going to allow them to come and see it after the presentation.”

I told her I would be happy to be there, but I had one condition. “I want a chance to at least fly her for a bit.” She laughed, and said that was not a problem. And it turns out that the presentation was going to be at the office cluster where Linda used to work.

Well, the last D&D game of the campaign was a riot. This time I saw about half of the players had bought handbooks and dice, and they all at least had a folder for character sheets and other things. But they all watched as Keith handed out character sheets face down, and said as this was a commercial game, we would all be using the pre-made characters. “Now these are higher level than you all have played, so feel free to ask Linda, George, or me if you have any questions.”

And when he said to look at the sheets, I turned it over and started to laugh when I read the name. I had an elf mage named “Harry Azcrack”. Gina turned hers over and gasped, then turned it back over. And the result was largely the same from everybody else other than Linda who just smiled.

And I was already in on the joke, as was Linda. But everybody else was wondering what in the hell was going on with names like “Vi Brator”, “Dixon Butts”, “Clee Toris”, and “Anita Dickenme”. And most lost it when Linda said she had “Brooke N. Rubber”.

Sherry looked at Keith, and asked him what in the fuck kind of joke this was, and he just smiled. “What’s the matter, Anita? You don’t think you are ready to play a cleric?” She sputtered at that, and Linda just squeezed her hand and said to relax.

Keith then cued everybody in that this was going to be very much an adult adventure. And then asked for each of them to tell him their sexual preferences. “Now it can be gay, straight, or bisexual. But please, no bestiality or asexual. You have to pick one of the three.”

All of the guys other than the guy that was playing Ron as well Gina picked straight. An all of the girls as well as Ron picked bisexual. And once we started play, things started to get heated up after we reached the first city. Where we all had to go to the temple of Venus and make appropriate devotions.

For us guys, that meant a donation of ten gold and fucking one of the priestesses that worked there for getting the devotions. And all of the girls had to take a turn as acolytes in the temple serving a man.

I grinned at Keith, and asked if there was anything preventing us from requesting the services of each other as our offerings, and he actually smiled and said that was fine. “Just so long as you give offerings and ten gold, and a girl gives the services in exchange for the offering.”