Chapter 4

I hurriedly tucked my cock back into my pants and gathered myself. Kat had no such sense of urgency. She rolled onto her back and drew a finger across her pussy lips, which were puffy and bright pink from the furious, demanding fuck we had just completed. A little bit of cum trickled out, and Kat sighed happily.

“I don’t know how you cum so much, daddy,” she said.

“I want it to be my turn next,” Rita said, sitting on a chair across the bed from us. She leaned over and snorted two lines of cocaine. “I get so horny watching you two.”

“Why don’t you both shower up,” I suggested. “Kelly and Jess said the business talk wouldn’t take too long.”

“It sounds like it’s more of a formality,” Kat said, still playing with herself. She now spread my cum across her lips and clit, rubbing herself gently.

“I hope so,” I said. “I’m also eager to get back to you two sexy things.”

Rita stood up and walked into the bathroom of the guest bedroom we had found our way into. She moved in a way so effortlessly, it was almost like she glided across the floor. The only indication she was exerting any energy was the flex in the ripple down her thighs. Her ass swayed rather than jiggled. My cock stirred, but I shook myself out of my admiration. I had work to do.

Returning to the kitchen, I found Peter putting his pants back on in a similarly hurried fashion to mine a few minutes earlier. A naked Jess was bent over the counter snorting coke.

She popped her head up and, not noticing I’d entered the room, said, “I’m pretty sure if I have a dick in my ass while you’re in my pussy I would actually squirt.”

She rubbed her nose, threw back her head, and looked up to see me.

“Oh, hey, babe!” she said. “Did you hear what I just said?”

“Sounds like someone is horny as fuck,” I said.

“Maybe you want to be that dick in my ass?” she offered, and I noticed the flush that was receding from her neck and face.

“I always want to be in your ass,” I said playfully.

Peter interjected with a laugh.

“Come on, John,” he said. “We’ve gotten the pleasure. Let’s knock out the business so we can get back to what we really came for.”

Just like that, Peter whisked me away to a conference room near the back of the house, overlooking an expansive, well, backyard seemed too trite a description. There was a huge swimming pool, which included several water features, and a few outer buildings containing unknown entertainment.

Michael, Harry, and Stephen – all looking shockingly refreshed and put together – already sat at a large rectangular table. I felt it important to flex my confidence in what I was about to present to them.

“How’s the entertainment so far, gentlemen?” I asked.

“Exquisite,” Stephen said, nodding approvingly. “It’s an incredibly generous gesture. I’m intrigued by these Texas girls more than I ever have been. Gloria is a dynamo. She can bring out an animal from inside you.”

“Is that the bimbo?” Michael asked. Stephen nodded. It was easy for even us, relative strangers, to slide into the assessment of the girls’ naughty skills.

“For my money,” Peter said and paused, “well, for John’s money!” He stopped to laugh heartily. “Jess is a younger Kelly. She is a next-level piece of ass.”

“I love that ballerina,” Harry added, “but Nicole? Jesus Christ, what a fucking eager slut. It’s like she’s just trying to prove her worth by seeing if she can suck your eyeballs out through your cock!”

This carried on for several more minutes. I took it as an excellent sign. After all, if their libidos were satisfied and at the forefront of their minds, then they would be more inclined to scrutinize my proposal.

“Okay, gentlemen,” Peter said, turning things back to a more serious topic. “I’ve invited John this weekend because I wanted to have him associated with my next film. I have to get creative with this one because, what I haven’t told you, is that this is my passion project. I’ve wanted to make this movie for twenty years. It’s a risk. None of the usual suspects wants to touch it, not even with my name attached to it. But, fuck it, I’m going to finance it my own way. This is where you all come in.”

“I’m going to add right at the outset,” Stephen spoke up, “that I’m going to star and direct.”

Harry and Michael looked at each other and nodded approvingly. I understood the gravity of what had just taken place. Stephan and Peter were sticking their necks out. They didn’t have to do it. They must have respected these two businessmen a lot to put skin in the game, even if their reputations probably couldn’t be tarnished. Their status as Hollywood icons was cemented.

I took this as my cue. I had passed out a PowerPoint presentation. It contained only twelve slides. But it was high-level and to the point.

“I’ll give you a few moments to read over it,” I said.

While we waited, Peter took out a snuff box that must have been stashed in some secret spot underneath the table. He dumped cocaine onto the surface, pulled out the same carbon fiber card, and formed two lines that must have contained almost two grams of coke. He sniffed them like it was a bump. Stephen sat with his hand resting on his chin. He made eye contact with me and gave a forced-but-reassuring smile.

“Gentlemen, what you’ll find here,” I began but Harry immediately cut me off.

“I’ve seen enough,” he said. He paused.

“Yeah, same here,” Michael added.

“Peter, why don’t you seal the deal like we normally do,” Harry said.

Peter clapped his hands and dumped out the contents of the snuff box.

“We’re in,” Michael said. “All the way. John, we’re not going to make you do a dog and pony show when the decision is made. Let’s get back to the fun.”

Peter cut out ten lines of cocaine. He offered Michael the straw first. Each of us in turn snorted two lines.

“So that’s it?” I asked.

“That’s it,” Peter said, shaking my hand. “And you’re getting two points on the back end. I’ve been wanting to make this movie for a long time. If it works out? Let’s make it a regular thing, and I’ll up you to four points.”

I was about to ask what the movie’s plot was, but Stephen pulled me to the side as Harry and Michael briskly walked back to the main living area and the smorgasbord of girls.

“John, hey, I wanted to grab you really quickly,” Stephen said.

“Sure, anything,” I said. The coke had started blasting through me, and I was ready to get back to the pussy, too.

“The girls are superb, really top quality,” he said. “I wanted to thank you and Kelly for that.”

“Totally my pleasure,” I said. “More than happy to do it.”

“I wanted to give you a heads up, though, if you’re comfortable with it, that maybe I get a little bit of time with Kat again this weekend,” he said. “Just a little fun here and there.”

“Sure, Stephen,” I said. “It’s good on my end. Kat is available if she gives you the green light.”

“Great,” he said. “I like knowing the option is there, at least.”

“I have to admit,” I said, “I’m a little surprised how easy this part was. I thought I’d get the third degree.”

“We know you put in the work,” he said. “The movie will turn out just fine. Self-doubt isn’t something Peter traffics in too often. It doesn’t suit him. The core idea is very good.”

“It sounds really personal,” I said.

“It is,” Stephen agreed. “But I’ll let him tell you more about it. I’m sure he will.”

“Sounds like a plan,” I said. “We’ve got more than enough distractions for the weekend.”

We had been walking back toward the main congregation area as we talked, and when I mentioned distractions, Melissa, the pro cheerleader, popped out from an adjacent doorway.

“I’m a fantastic distraction,” she said, making a beeline for Stephen. I couldn’t help but admire – and perhaps lust after – her sensational ass as she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.

“We’ll catch up, John,” Stephan said. “Nice job today.”

I didn’t know if he was talking about the investment plan or the hookers. It didn’t matter. I had a new project.

Returning to the kitchen, the party had undergone a transformation. The energy was higher. You could feel the electricity and debauchery amping up. The Hollywood crew seemed to have a much more relaxed mindset now that we had made the business decisions. The escorts sensed it, too, and started to stoke their audience.

Gloria and Nicole attracted attention by doing lines off either other’s tits, then licking up the residue. That, inevitably, led to them making out. This attracted Harry’s attention, who joined them in doing lines off their tits. Josie, the ballerina, was incredibly high – and it seemed like she was on more than just cocaine. She stood by herself ostensibly dancing, but really she simply put her lanky body in the most obscene, exposing poses possible. Not to be outdone, Alix got together with Heather, the tall, plastic blonde, and put on a show as they inserted butt plugs in each other. Notably, Kelly was absent.

Peter showered Jess with attention. They were back in the kitchen snorting coke but then started talking animatedly about something. The smiles on their faces indicated it was something fun. As I got within earshot, I overheard Jess.

“I’m telling you, Petter,” she said, “I know you well enough by now. You want Alix and Heather. They’re begging for anal with this butt plug show. And, besides, you can tell me if you like fucking me in the ass better than them.”

Peter let out that larger-than-life laugh. “So you’re saying I need fuck more sluts in the ass?” he said loudly. “Okay!”

Jess smiled and gave me a knowing look as she walked past me. It was a familiar expression. She was in the grips of cocaine-fueled desire. She was totally in the zone and going to give herself fully to impressing her clients this weekend.

In the kitchen, Michael chatted up Kat and Rita, whose red noses and fast speech indicated just how hard they’d been hitting the cocaine. It just then dawned on me that, after the initial pairing off, none of the women had bothered to put any clothes back on. Michael leered at Rita’s tits as he talked to her.

“It seems to me local news is small potatoes for someone as talented as you both,” Michael said.

I joined the group, discreetly sliding a hand down the middle of Kat’s ass, relishing that her skin was still sticky with the mixture of her arousal and my cum.

“I’ve said the same thing,” I interrupted. “But I don’t really know anything about television. I just know these girls are talented.”

“That is obvious,” Michael said, never taking her eyes off Rita’s tits. “You’re a pretty good talent yourself, so the three of you together are fairly formidable.”

I appreciated the compliment. Michael turned his attention to Gloria and Nicole, striding over to them and zeroing in on their tits just like he had Rita’s.

“Someone is a tit man,” Kat said with a laugh.

“How did it go, John?” Rita asked.

“Everyone is in pretty good spirits, huh?” I said. “Definitely means it went well. It sounds like the decision was really made before we got here. So we’re in. We’re going to help make this movie.”

“Oh my god,” Kat said. “Daddy, I’m so proud of you!”

“This is incredible,” Rita added. “Do you know what it’s about?”

“Peter is keeping that shrouded in mystery,” I said. “At least for the moment. Stephen said Peter will tell me at some point.”