Chapter 6

"Ready for the big scene?"

The big, sexy brunette stood lazily beside the water cooler. Her luscious body was tightly clothed in black pants and a tight black sweater. She wasn't wearing a bra, her huge tits clearly molded by the stretching fabric of her blouse, her nipples as visible as if she had been standing there completely naked. She stretched and thrust her tits out more invitingly. A sensuous smile played across her lips, yet her eyes remained cool and calm. She watched the young man as he walked over to join her.

"You know it," he answered. "My cock is all primed and ready."

"Let's make it a good fuck, then," she laughed. Her eyes, however, gave only the barest hint of a smile.

"Naw," the brunette drawled. "He's probably trying to get it hard enough to stick in the little blonde once more before they get here. It's not that easy for him, you know. Half the time, at least, he can't get a hard-on."

She saw the kid's face flush in anger. It really did bug the kid to think that the old man was fucking the blonde.

Charlene stepped toward him and looked him in the eye. "You've really got a hard for that little pussy, haven't you?"

"Who?" he asked. "Kathy?"

"Hell yes, Kathy!" Charley snorted. "Who the hell else you been panting around since you got here?"

"I wouldn't call it that," the boy answered. "Sure, I'd like to fuck her. Who wouldn't? Shit, I'd like to fuck just about any pussy that I see. I haven't met many broads I wouldn't stick it into if I had half a chance."

"I know, I know," Charlene responded. "You've been looking for a chance with Kathy for days. Don't kid me! I saw that the first minute you were in here. You kept hoping that somehow it would be Kathy you got to fuck on the screen. Your balls ache so much for her that you can't keep your mind on what you're doing. Well, let me warn you, baby! She's not worth all that effort. You've got too damn much prick to waste on that little ass."

"You're an expert?" Greg asked sarcastically.

"Shit yes!"

"Oh," he answered. "Somehow I didn't expect you to be an expert on fucking pussy. I figured you knew a lot about men, but I never dreamed..."

"That I knew what good pussy was?" she laughed back. "A girl that can't give another girl a good fuck is not one shit better when she tried to fuck with a man."

"How the hell could that make any difference?" Greg asked, his face again beginning to glow with anger.

"Grow up, sonny boy!" the brunette teased. "Fucking is fucking! You fuck a man. You fuck a girl. Some ways, a man is better. Other ways, you can't beat a girl. You learn to appreciate it all."

"Maybe I'm just old-fashioned," the boy protested. "I don't think I could ever get it hard for a man."

"Sure you could," the girl assured him. "You get yourself somewhere that no cunt is available, you'll learn to like cock. That's the way it is in prison. Lots of other places, too. You get a good man, a good ass, a good cock, and you get with it."

"Maybe," the boy admitted. "Still I'll stay with the old- fashioned way."

"Oh shit!" Charley complained. "I thought we'd be able to try a few experiments. Now I'm caught with a guy who probably only thinks there's one position."

"I'm not that old-fashioned," Greg assured her with a laugh. "I'll go after a good piece of ass, female ass, any way I can get it. I'll take her top, bottom, upside-down..."

"That's some consolation," Charley laughed.

She stepped back from him, but let one immense tit rub across his chest. He impulsively patted the huge globe. He lifted it casually in one hand and laughed.

"I don't think we'll have any trouble," he told her.

Charlene smiled again and reached for his groin. She drew her hand slowly and affectionately across his cock. As soon as she felt his cock give a responsive leap, she squeezed it lovingly. She filled her hand with his balls, bounced them a couple of times, then stepped to the water cooler for a fresh drink.

"What about Roberts and Kathy?" Greg asked.

"What about them?"

"You said they were shacking up together," he insisted. "You sure the hell implied it."

"Did I?" She turned back to face him. "I suggested what they might be doing. I didn't exactly say that they were. You really are stuck on that blonde, aren't you?"

"I admitted that I'd sure like to get my prick in that pussy," he agreed. "I also work for Roberts. I'd like to keep this job. So, I want to know where everything stands."

"Kathy and Roberts have been shacked up for a couple of years now," Charlene answered the boy. "He drops by her apartment after we finish up here every evening. Every month or so they take a few days off together."

"Sounds like he's fucking her," Greg admitted in a low voice.

"He's sure trying to," the big brunette answered. "The old man can't do very much fucking of anything. He tried it with me a few times. Couldn't keep his pecker stiff for long. I had to do most of it for him. Shit! I got enough of that very fast!"

"Even if he is the boss?"

"Oh, I gave him a good fuck," Charley answered sharply. "I always give a hell of a fuck! I just got tired of doing it all myself. I will hand it to Roberts, though. He sucks pussy better than any man I ever found."

Greg's arm came around her, wrapping around her waist and up beneath a tit. He bounced her lush breast gently.

"Yes, sir," she continued, "what he lacks in cock, he more than supplies in suction."

"I'd have thought he had all he could handle at home," the boy said. "That wife of his is one hell of a sweet-looking package."

"Oh God!" Charley gasped. "Let's not go into that again. That little package is trouble, sonny boy!"

"He can't handle her?" Greg asked. "He can't keep her serviced?"

"That little piece of tail is more than a dozen men like Roberts can handle," the brunette shot back at him. "I'd give odds that she has a dozen or more trying."

"Now you're really getting me interested," the boy smiled. "She's a hell of a good-looking broad. She's smart enough not to ever get caught. She's hotter than a two-dollar pistol. Since everyone else is banging her, why shouldn't I?"

"Because you aren't that stupid, I hope!" Charley snarled at him. "Because you work for John Roberts. Because one of these days the old man will catch her. When he does, he won't hesitate to use that rifle he keeps in the back of his car."

"But he ignores her," the kid protested. "When she comes by the studio, he won't ever come out and greet her!"

"He can't handle her," Charley answered, her voice rising with disgust at the boy's unwillingness to accept the danger. "He learned years ago that he wasn't man enough for her. That's shy he's so damned jealous. He can't stand the idea of some other man satisfying her. He'll kill her one of these days. Pity is, he'll kill some poor stud along with her."

"But he's never caught her in all this time."

Roberts and Kathy walked into the upstairs studio, their faces flushed. They made brief apologies for being late. Charley saw the way Kathy's blue eyes met Greg's gaze. Trouble ahead, the brunette felt. She'd have to find some way to protect her future. It wouldn't do to have a messy situation develop between Roberts and Kathy and Greg. She sidled up to her boss and spoke with him excitedly. The girl had a plan, a plan that might work. She saw the glow of approval in Roberts' eyes. Her boss slapped her affectionately across the ass, then turned to the other two.

"Charley has come up with a new scene for this flick," he announced. "Sounds great to me! We'll shoot it first tonight, then I can insert it between the last two evening's work. A good lez scene. Kathy, you agreeable?"

The blonde looked up in surprise. She glanced over at the brunette and saw the challenge Charlene was offering. Her slender body stiffened, then relaxed as she took Up the challenge. Kathy smiled and nodded her approval. She began preparing herself.

"All right, Charley," Roberts called out. "Get your clothes off and get back on the couch. Greg, you help me with the lights. Hell! We're going to have fun tonight!"

Charlene lifted her tits. She drew her legs up beneath her to give a dramatic shot of ass and thigh.

She could hear Greg gasp at what she was showing him. She hoped he was getting hard, good and hard. He night not like her. He might resent her always giving him advice. He had to admit, though, that she was one hell of a piece of pussy! The big girl felt the warmth of satisfaction flowing through her body. She was a hell of a sexy cunt. She was, and she knew it!

"Great show, honey!" Roberts called out. "Now lean back and frown. You're frustrated. You want some action. That's the girl! All right, the idea hits you. You know a girl you can call! Grab the phone!"

Charley followed his directions, posing her body to her most provocative fashion as she dialed the phone and chatted. After she hung up, she caressed the phone against her pussy and tits for a minute, then returned to the couch to wait for Kathy to come to the door.

Greg watched the scene with growing anticipation. He watched the blonde come onto the set, watched her look over the luscious body of the brunette, watched her eyes widen in agreement to Charley's invitation. Charley pulled the girl's sweater off and revealed the blonde's firm young tits.