Siobhán and Gabhain at 241 Harper's Cove Page 4

  He grins at me. “Actually, it was pretty sexy,” he says, taking another step closer to me.

  “Yeah? You think?” With that, I drop the robe and I’m standing there naked. “Whaddya think about that?”

  “I like it a lot,” he says. “I really do.” He reaches out with his hand, kind of tentatively, and strokes one of my nipples. “You’ve got gorgeous tits.”

  “Thanks.” I go to work on the buttons on the shirt and get them undone in record time. Pushing the shirt back off his shoulders as he fondles my nipples, he turns loose, straightens his arms, and lets the shirt fall.

  Wow. He’s got a beautiful chest and washboard abs. All I asked to see that first day was his dick, but this―this a pretty impressive package. He leans down and takes my right nipples in his mouth, sucking hard, and I let go a moan. “Why don’t we take this to the bedroom?” I ask.

  “Sounds good to me,” he says. I take his hand and head away from the door and out of camera range. We stand to the side and two seconds later, Kelso yells, “Cut! Very nice!”

  “Did I do okay?” Michael asks, his brow furrowed with worry.

  “Okay? You did a spectacular job. Sure you haven’t done this before?” Kelso asks.

  Michael shakes his head. “No, sir, I haven’t. But this is kinda fun!”

  “Glad you’re enjoying yourself. So, next scene,” Kelso says, pressing onward like the consummate professional he is. “You’re coming in from out of camera range,” he says, pointing to the bedroom set. “As soon as you get in there, Siobhán, you turn and start with the kissing and groping. Both of you grope each other. To your marks.”

  Michael and I both go to our marks just outside the camera range. Then I remember I was holding his hand earlier. “Kelso! Wait! Which of his hands was I holding when we left that last scene?”

  I watch as Kelso does something with the electronics and says, “Um, your left hand and his right.”

  “Got it.” I take his hand and, to my surprise, it’s trembling. “You okay?”

  “I’m a little nervous,” he says, and I turn to see little beads of sweat popping out on his upper lip.

  “And …” Kelso calls out.

  I yell, “Wait!” He stops and stares at me for a second before I turn to Michael. “There’s nothing to be nervous about. You’re not a virgin, right?”

  “Right.”

  “So pretend I’m the older sister of that girl you’ve been following around for two months. You know, the older sister who’s bound to be more experienced.” I’m looking into his face and he really is nervous.

  “But what if I mess up, or I say the wrong lines, or―”

  “We just start over,” I tell him.

  His cheeks pink up. “But what if I can’t stay hard?”

  “Oh, hon, don’t worry about that. Between Rhonda and me, you’ll be fine,” I tell him. I watch as his shoulders seem to loosen a little and his face isn’t quite as flushed. “Just take a deep breath and tell yourself that this will be fun because you’re getting laid!” I follow that with a little giggle.

  He takes a deep breath and blows it out. “Okay. I’m fine.”

  Kelso asks, “But are you hard?”

  A wicked grin pops out on his face and he turns to me. “I don’t know. Why don’t you check for me?”

  I run a hand up the inside of one of his legs and straight up his crotch. “Yep. You’re locked and loaded.”

  “Let’s do this thing then,” he says. “I’m ready.”

  “Take your marks,” Kelso calls again. I grab Michael’s hand and we step right to where we’re supposed to be. “And action!”

  I lead him to the bed. When we get there, I turn and look into his face. I love what I see there―he looks excited, like he’s having a good time. That’s what we love, excitement in our actors and actresses, because if they’re excited, they’ll give a good performance. We start going through our lines and it’s all flowing very well. The kid’s a natural, I have to say. When we finally get his pants off, I get a little excited myself. He’s pretty well hung, so this should be fun.

  We decided on doggie with him behind me. I hear him say, “Um …” so I reach under the pillow and slip him a bottle of lube. Now I’m wondering if he can manage to put it on and not be so obvious to the camera. In seconds, I find out I had nothing to worry about. He fakes a couple of strokes, knowing there’s a camera behind us, and I hear the cap flip open. A few seconds later the bottle drops onto the bed and rolls down against my leg, and that’s the moment he pushes into me.

  God, he’s good! It’s nice to finally find someone who seems to know what they’re doing. I don’t know if he had a Mrs. Robinson who taught him the ropes, but there’s nothing anyone needs to tell him. And he’s remembering his lines―amazing. We’re just going to town and I know Kelso is loving this shoot. I look back at him to see Gabhain watching us too, and that makes everything so much better. I’m really getting into it. I hear him say the magic words: “Oh, yeah, baby, I’m gonna come. Yeah, yeah, oh yeah, baby.” Next thing I know, there’s a warm, wet offering deposited right at the top of my ass crack, and I almost giggle. He drops onto the bed beside me, and I lean down and kiss him.

  “Cut!” I hear Kelso yell.

  “Did we do okay?” Michael whispers.

  “Kelso!” Gabhain calls out. “How’d it read?”

  “Hang on.” I watch as he and Gabhain look at the different shots on the laptop. “Looks good.”

  “I think we need to change something up,” Gabhain says, and I wait to see what he’s going to say. “I think I need to do you from behind and let him face fuck you. Kelso?”

  “That sounds good to me. Okay, you’re going to enter from the door, stage right,” he says to Gabhain. I can hear Kelso’s experience from college theater manifesting itself. “Now remember, Michael, you’re scared. Her husband’s come home and you’re still there. I need the facial expressions and the vocal inflections, okay?”

  “Got it,” Michael answers.

  “Okay. On your marks. Ready?” he asks Gabhain.

  “Yes. Ready.”

  “Three, two, one, action!”

  As I lean down to kiss Michael again, the fake door behind us opens and I hear Gabhain’s voice say, “What the hell?”

  “Oh, shit,” Michael says, running his lines. “Oh, shit. Oh, man, I’m so sorry. I mean, I’m―”

  “So you’re screwing my wife while I’m gone, huh?”

  “I didn’t know, I mean, are you―”

  “Yeah. I’m married to her,” Gabhain says, following the script to the letter.

  “Baby,” I say, “he didn’t know I had a husband. Please, don’t hurt him.”

  Gabhain’s angry scowl turns to a wicked grin. “Well, since he’s here … Get up out of the bed,” he tells Michael, who does exactly as he’s told. We didn’t discuss where he was supposed to stand, so he moves off to the side of the bed but still in the camera’s range. Perfect. “You want a fucking? Well, you’re going to get a fucking. Hey, you!” he yells at Michael. “Stick that cock of yours in her mouth and fuck her throat while I fuck this pretty little pussy. You’ll like that, won’t you babe?” he says. That’s one thing I can say for my guy―always delivers his lines flawlessly.

  Without a word, Michael moves in front of me and I feel Gabhain behind me. Improvising, Gabhain says, “Well, look at this. He’s decorated your ass with cum. I think I’ll leave mine inside you.”

  Perfect! I tell myself. It takes him just a few seconds to slide right into me. After his first three strokes, I look up at Michael, whose cock is semi-erect, and open my mouth.

  He walks right up and taps my lips with its purple head, so I stick out my tongue and he taps it there too. I try to reach for it with my lips but he pulls away and grins. But when he does it again, I capture it with my mouth and suck hard. Michael lets out a deep groan, grabs the sides of my head with his fingers wrapped in my hair, and plows into me.

  Now I have no
lines. I just let them use my body and do their thing. They have a silent signal, and I know they’ll use it. Whichever one of them feels a climax coming first has to signal the other with two hard sniffs, and I know they’re both listening carefully for that. Michael’s gone rock hard in my mouth, and he’s long enough that I’ve had to open my throat and let him in. As they both stroke into me, I find myself wishing I had someone there to stroke my clit. I’d love to come with them both there. That would be awesome.

  Then I hear it, but I’m surprised at where it came from: Gabhain. He’s about to finish! I figured with his self-control, he’d be the last one, but no. He’s first. Michael’s still ramming my throat, but I hear him say, “I’m gonna come, girl. Want me to come on your face? Hmmm? Want that?” I nod as best I can with him still holding my head, then feel Gabhain tensing behind me. “Oh, yeah, yeah, girl. That’s it. Suck hard. I’m coming.” He pulls out of my mouth with a pop and starts stroking himself hard. I stick out my tongue and close my eyes just in time for him to shoot his salty load right in my face, and I feel Gabhain turn loose. We’ve got four cameras in there, all set up at different angles, and I know Kelso will zoom in on the cum running out of my pussy.

  Gabhain falls onto the bed just like Michael had earlier, and the younger man comes around and sits down beside me on the side of the bed as I lie down, his cock prominently displayed for the camera. He runs a hand down my chest and across my nipple. When his fingers reach my waist I hear Kelso yell, “Cut!”

  Michael just slides off the side of the bed and lands on his ass in the floor. “You okay?” I ask him.

  “Yeah, just worn out. Good god, you guys know how to fuck forever!” he says, laughing.

  Gabhain laughs. “You’ll learn.” As he reaches for a towel to wipe himself, he grabs an extra one and throws it to Michael. “So, did you like doing this?”

  “Hell yeah! This is awesome!” Michael says, wiping himself down with the towel.

  I’m still lying there, a little out of breath, and I’m touched when he grabs and extra towel and spreads it out over me. “Oh, honey, thanks! You’re so sweet.”

  “You’re welcome.” He doesn’t seem the least bit embarrassed or awkward. “So when will we know if it all worked out okay?”

  “I’ll have it rough edited in the next few days. I assume you want to see?” Kelso asks.

  Michael looks really excited at that prospect. “Oh, yeah! I’d love to. Would that be okay?”

  “Sure! We’ll order some pizza, get some beer, and sit down to screen it. But I think it’s going to look really good,” Gabhain says. He was watching the earlier scenes, so he’s got some idea how this is going to play, and if he says it looks really good, it looks really good.

  “Great! So do I―” he asks, trailing off.

  “Nope. Nothing else. Just get dressed and we’ll give you a call when the edits are done,” Kelso tells him.

  “Great. Thanks, guys. Really. This was awesome.” With that, Michael retreats to the other room of the set, and I hear him rustling around in the racks for his own clothes.

  “So you really think it went well?” Gabhain asks Kelso.

  “I do.”

  “I do too,” my husband agrees. “And baby, awesome job, as always.”

  “Thanks! He’s a nice guy and that was fun,” I tell him, and I mean it. I hope Michael and I get to work together a few more times. I think he could turn out to be an awesome talent.

  “New script ready?”

  Kelso nods. “Yeah. I got it finished last night. So I’m thinking we need another actress for this one.”

  “Yeah? What did you have in mind?” Gabhain asks.

  “Younger, because I think this script will play better with the younger crowds,” Kelso explains. “Got anybody?”

  “Didn’t you interview a couple of people, baby?” Gabhain asks me.

  I nod. “Yeah. A girl named Melissa. I think she’d work out. She was an exotic dancer for a while, so she’s not exactly an industry virgin, and she’s about twenty-eight. And another one named Belinda. She’s done some amateur porn, but nothing professional, and she’s around twenty-five. Either one of them would be good.”

  “Give them a call and see which one can show up tomorrow. We’ll take whichever one says she can, so the first one you call should be the one you liked best,” Kelso says.

  “Will do.” So that’s my goal for the day, to find a new actress. Yeah, it kinda pisses me off that I’m too old, but I can’t do every one of them. Well, I could, but … Never mind.

  I call Melissa first because she seemed to be the most comfortable with the idea, but she isn’t there, so I leave a message and tell her I have to hear back before four o’clock.

  Then I wait. And I wait. When four fifteen rolls around, I call Belinda. She answers on the first ring. “Hello?”

  “Hello, Belinda? This is Siobhán McAllister. How are you?”

  There’s a little squeal on the other end of the phone before she says, “I’m great! Oh, god, please tell me you’re calling me about a film, please?”

  “I am! Can you be here tomorrow?”

  I hear her rustling around before she says, “Um, I had a dentist’s appointment, but I can change that. They’ll just have to work with me. What time do you want me there?”

  “About ten o’clock, if that’s okay.”

  “Yes!” she almost yells. “I’ll be there! Thank you so much, Mrs. McAllister!”

  “Please, it’s Siobhán, and you’re so welcome. Give me your email address and I’ll forward the script to you so you can look it over. Looking forward to seeing you.” She spouts it off immediately and I write it down before thanking her again. As I hang up, I think, That went well!

  Next call: Michael. They want him in the film with the girl, and I think that’s a good call. “Hello, Siobhán!” he says in greeting when he answers the phone.

  “Hey, Michael! How are you?”

  “I’m very good. Got more work for me?”

  “Yes, we do. We’re going to be shooting tomorrow with a new actress and wondered if you were available.”

  “I am! What time?”

  “About ten o’clock? And I’ll forward you the script.”

  “Sounds good! And thanks for calling,” he says before we hang up.

  All lined up and ready to go. When they come upstairs, Gabhain and Kelso seem happy that I’ve got all taken care of. All we’re waiting on is the morning light.

  I’ve got Chester outside when Michael pulls up. “Hey, Siobhán, good morning!” he calls from the open car door as he gets out.

  “Good morning yourself! You’re a little early,” I tell him.

  “Then I’ll just hang out with you here in the yard,” he says and grins. He squats down and pets Chester, and the little mop seems to like him. We’re just standing there, chatting, when I hear that voice. “Hellooooo!”

  “Oh, shit,” I mumble.

  Michael’s already spotted her. “Who’s that?”

  “The neighborhood busybody. You’re our nephew,” I say, hoping he catches on. He just grins and gives me a wink.

  “Hey, Siobhán! Good morning!” Gloria crows toward us.

  “Good morning, Gloria,” I reply, and my voice is anything but warm.

  That doesn’t deter her one damn bit. “So who do we have here?”

  “This is our nephew, Michael. Michael, this is Gloria. She lives down the street,” I tell him, and he reaches out to shake her hand.

  “Nice to meet you,” Michael says, playing it to the hilt. He’s an even better actor than I thought he was!

  “Pleasure to meet you too! So are you staying with your aunt and uncle?” she asks him.

  “No. Just came over to see them today. Aunt Siobhán bakes the best banana cakes,” he says, bless his heart. I think I’m falling in love with this kid!

  “Why, thank you!” I tell him and kiss his cheek. I don’t know how he manages it, but he blushes. Perfect!

  “Is t
hat right? You’ll have to make one sometime and let me have a taste,” Gloria says, a smirk on her face. “I make lemon cake. It’s very good.”

  And you know what runs through my head … Of course you make lemon cake, you puckered up old lemon you! That was very tacky, I acknowledge to myself, but still very funny and probably extremely accurate. “I’m sure it is,” was, thankfully, what came out of my mouth.

  “Well, I hope you all have a very good visit. Come by sometime and say hello,” she says as she starts away.

  “Thank you for the invitation,” I call after her, careful not to reciprocate with an invitation for her to come over here. No. That just wouldn’t do. Then I turn to Michael and whisper, “You, my dear, get an Oscar for that performance!”

  “Good, huh? Just improvising,” he says, grinning from ear to ear.

  Before we can get inside, a car pulls up and Belinda steps out. “Hi, Belinda!”

  “Hello, Siobhán!” She practically runs up to us there on the sidewalk, breathless. “Oh, I’m so excited! This is gonna be so great!”

  “Belinda, I’d like you to meet Michael. Michael, this is Belinda. You’ll be working with her today,” I tell the two of them, and Michael immediately extends a hand.

  “Good to meet you, Michael,” Belinda says, her voice telling me that she’s just a little shy. She takes his hand and blushes just a little bit.

  “And you too,” he replies. “Is this your first time?”

  She nods. “Uh-huh. Yours?”

  He shakes his head. “No.” I see her face fall and I know she’s probably wondering what she’s gotten herself into until he says, “Second time.”

  “Oh! So you’re not an industry professional?” she asks.

  Michael lets out a laugh before he says, “No! But I’m headed that direction!”

  “I hope I am too. So what do I need to do?” Belinda asks.

  “Let’s just go on inside and see if the guys are ready for you,” I tell her, hooking my free arm in hers. I’m still holding Chester’s leash, but Michael picks him up and follows me up to the house.