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Never Enough Ch. 01

By: Sweetcheekss



I entered the quietness of my apartment, returning from another job interview that was a complete waste of time. I was greatly disappointed but more than that, I was worried. My meager unemployment checks were about to run out and I had rent and a car payment due. Things didn’t look promising at all. I couldn’t make a living working at a fast food joint or clerking in some retail store. My degree in business and finance wasn’t doing me a bit of good. There were just too many people out there competing for the same old jobs.

I sipped my cup of coffee and lit up a cigarette. Maybe I’d scan this morning’s newspaper again to see if there was something I might have missed. I took off my glasses so I could read the small print easier. New eyeglasses were what I needed but they’d have to wait until I had money to pay for them. There were a few ads for dancers at those topless nightclubs along the strip. I couldn’t dance worth a damn although the thought of men seeing me almost naked, did turn me on a little. There were two bartender jobs posted, both had the same phone number. Might be a duplicate ad or maybe a misprint. Still, they were a possibility. I didn’t know squat about being a bartender but I could pick it up pretty quick. I jotted the phone number down on a pad. I scanned back over the ads one more time. The same phone number that I’d written down appeared in one of the dancers wanted ads. Well, maybe I wouldn’t bother calling about the bartender’s job after all.

I scribbled down the bills I had to pay so I could see how my finances were holding up. The outcome wasn’t what I wanted to see. I’d be running into the red by the middle of next month. I wouldn’t have enough money to pay the rent, let alone make my car payment. I was almost in a panic. I had to get a job and get it immediately. I wasn’t about to ask my parents for a loan. They didn’t like the fact that I’d moved to Indianapolis right after my divorce, saying I should have stayed put.

Picking up the note with the nightclub’s phone number on it, I decided to give it a shot. I dialed the number but just got a recording stating the club’s hours and an emergency phone number. It was just noon, so I figured it was probably just too early for anyone to be there. I needed to run to the grocery for coffee, cigarettes and a few items. Checking my watch, I decided to go now and try the phone number again when I returned.

I strolled through the supermarket, picking up some frozen TV dinners, coffee and of course, cigarettes. It was getting too damn expensive to smoke. Maybe I’d give up the habit for financial reasons instead of health reasons. Smoking was one of my life’s little pleasures. It was just a thought; I wasn’t about to jump ship just yet. I drove back to the apartment, hoping I’d be able to connect with someone at the nightclub. With my luck, the job was probably already filled.

I put the groceries away and dialed the phone number. All I got was a busy signal. Well, at least somebody must be at the club. I waited a few minutes and dialed again, my fingers crossed. The phone rang several times before someone answered. It was a female voice on the other end.

“Hello.” I said. “I’m calling about the bartender’s job you had listed in the morning paper.”

The women’s voice on the other end of the phone seemed quite pleasant. She asked if I had any experience and if I had a bartender’s license. I told her I didn’t have either. I expected her to hang up but instead she put me on hold. I waited for almost a full minute before a man spoke to me. He asked the very same questions as the woman had. I did add that I was willing to learn and I could probably pick up on bartending pretty quick.  The man asked when I could come in for an interview. I told him I could be there anytime since I wasn’t presently working. He asked if I could be there in about an hour since they opened at 3:00. I looked at my watch, it would rush me but I could make it. I told him I’d be there at 2:00. The guy gave me the address and told me to come through the service entrance at the rear of the building. I asserted I’d be on time. I needed to freshen up a little and change clothes. I wasn’t sure what to wear so I put on a tan leather skirt and a black dress blouse. I decided black high-heels would look best so I slipped them on. I checked myself in the full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door. I needed a little more make-up so I put on a little more eye shadow and eyeliner. I didn’t want to look trampy but I did want to look sexy. Afterall, this was a bartender’s job I was applying for.

I made the quick drive to the nightclub in less than thirty minutes, entering the service entrance with a few minutes to spare. The club was fairly dark, only a few lights illuminated the bar and stage area. The service door was propped open, flooding the narrow hallway with sunlight. I slowly walked to the front of the club. I heard voices coming from a storage area as I passed it. There were a couple of deliverymen stacking cases of beer along the wall. A young woman was standing by them, taking inventory. She noticed me standing in the doorway. 

“Hi.” I greeted the woman. “I’m Jennifer. I talked to you earlier about the bartender’s job.”

The woman smiled as she approached me. She was quite attractive, probably in her early thirties, tall and slender with long blonde hair. 

“Jack’s upstairs in his office.” She stated. “He’s expecting you.”

I looked around for a set of stairs but it was difficult in the dimly lit club. My eyes were slow to adjust to the darkness. The woman pointed to circular stairs in the front corner of the club. I looked up, seeing a man sitting at a desk on an overhead landing bordered by a wrought iron railing. I made my way through the maze of tables and chairs to the circular stairs. I climbed the narrow steps holding onto the handrail to steady myself. My hands were sweating in anticipation of the interview. The man rose from his high-back office chair when I reached the landing. He smiled as I approached his desk.

“Hi.” He greeted. “You must be Jennifer, the young lady I spoke to on the phone awhile ago.

“I’m Jack Reynolds.” He added. “I see you met my wife, Barbara.”

I shook his hand, he had a firm but gentle grip. Jack was quite handsome, mid-forties, average build with salt and pepper hair. His hair color made him look quite distinguished. Jack motioned me to sit down in a chair across from his desk. I set my purse on the floor and crossed my legs so my skirt would show a little more leg. I noticed Jack checking them out. I glanced at several large pictures of Indy cars hanging on the office wall behind Jack’s desk. I assumed he was an avid race fan.

Jack asked about my past work experience. I had only been working full time since I graduated college a few years earlier. I reviewed whom I’d worked for and what type of work I’d done. I could see he was impressed but I really didn’t have any experience working in a nightclub. I was trying my best to get him interested in me. I was desperate for a job. 

Jack asked me several personal questions. He asked if I had any criminal history or background. I told him, I didn’t. I felt Jack was still a little skeptical about hiring me. I wanted to ask some questions about the pay and the working hours. It might me best to wait and see if he covered them during the interview.

“Well Jennifer.” Jack stated. “You’ll have to get a bartender’s license, no big deal, just a formality.”

Jack told me I could get one downtown at the courthouse. I just needed to fill out an application and pay the small fee. There wasn’t any test involved. I was relieved to hear that. There’s no way I could pass a bartender’s test. Jack asked if nudity bothered me any since the girls wore very little, usually just a thong or a g-string. I smiled at his question before answering “no”. I hoped I was winning him over. 

Jack stated he didn’t like hiring male bartenders since they usually were more interested in hitting on the girls rather than waiting on the customers. I nodded my head, seeing how that could happen. Jack told me what the hourly pay would be. It wasn’t the good news I’d hoped for. The pay was relatively low. He did mention tips, but the only tips I would get were from the customers sitting at the bar. The waitresses got all the table tips. They made as much if not more than the dancers, but most of them also worked topless. I didn’t know what to say so I just sat there silent.

“You won’t make much in tips working behind the bar.” Jack stated. “Unless you’re willing to work topless. You could make an extra $80 to $100 a night in tips, maybe more.”

I hadn’t really put much thought into working topless. I felt I could if I had to, especially if it meant I could make some quick cash. Jack lit up a cigarette offering me one. I didn’t hesitate to accept his offer. My hand shook as Jack lit it for me. I was trying to hide my nervousness as best I could. Jack was looking at me waiting on me to respond to his statement.

“I don’t have any problems working topless.” I stated, biting my lip. “Especially if it means more money.”

Jack smiled at my answer. It was the answer he wanted to hear. 

“Well then, I’ll need to see what you look like without your clothes on.” He stated casually. “Would you mind slipping your clothes off?”

“Sure, I don’t mind.” I replied, nervously.

I put my cigarette in an ashtray at the front of Jack’s desk. I stood up and unbuttoned my blouse, placing it on the chair next to the one I’d been sitting in. My fingers nervously fumbled with the zipper at the back of my skirt. I unzipped it slowly and let it slip down to my feet. I stepped out of it and laid it on the chair. I unhooked the clasp on the front of my bra and lowered it down behind me, tossing it on top of my skirt. My nipples responded immediately, growing hard, as the cool breeze from the air conditioning wafted over them. I was wearing white bikini panties and they fit me snugly. Jack wasn’t staring at my firm breasts; he was checking me out from head to toe. He came out from behind his desk and sat on the front edge. 

“Turn around slowly so I can get a good look.” Jack commanded.

I slipped my fingers under the back of my panties making sure my butt was covered. I slowly did a 360-degree turn for him. I was quite relaxed standing practically naked in front of him. Jack nodded his head. He liked what he saw. 

“Let me get you an application to fill out real quick.” He stated, smiling. “Wouldn’t be a chance I could get you to start this evening, would there?”

I told him I could but I still needed to get my bartender’s license first. Jack handed me the job application, then walked behind his desk to make a phone call. I sat down in the chair, not bothering to get dressed first. Jack was talking to someone at the courthouse. He mentioned my name and said I’d be coming in a later this afternoon. He would fax a copy of the job application so they’d already have the information when I got there. I completed the application and handed it back to Jack. He asked for my driver’s license and social security card so he could make a copy of them for my employment file. I took the two cards from my purse and handed it to him.

“You can get dressed now!” Jack said, grinning. “If you want to, that is!”

I had forgotten I was standing there in just my panties and high-heels. I quickly dressed. Barbara, Jack’s wife came up to the landing. Jack told her I was her new bartender and I‘d be starting later this evening. She smiled and shook my hand.

“Great, see your going to work topless too.” She remarked. “You should make some great tips.”

“I hope so.” I replied. “I can really use the money.”

Jack told me where to go once I got to the courthouse. He gave me the name of a lady to ask for when I got to the licensing office. I was to report at 6:00pm to start my shift, but I should get there a little early so I could get ready.

I made my way through the downtown traffic to the courthouse. I had to climb several flights of stairs to get to the licensing office. The elevators were all down for repairs. I asked for the lady like I was supposed to. She had all the forms typed out. All I had to do was sign them and show her my driver’s license. I paid the licensing fee and was on my way back out in less than fifteen minutes, my bartender’s license in hand.

I drove back to my apartment to get ready for work. I showered and grabbed a quick bite to eat. I had couple of hours before I had to be at work so I grabbed a quick nap in the recliner. I woke up in plenty of time to make the drive to the nightclub. I got dressed and made the drive to the northeast side of town.

There were quite a few cars and pickups sitting in front of the club. I parked around back next to a fairly new Mercedes-Benz sedan. The service door was closed but not locked. I entered the darkened hallway and proceeded towards the bar. The music was blaring from the speakers, almost deafening. There were quite a few customers sitting at the tables and along the front of the stage. Only a few customers were sitting at the bar. Barbara was standing behind the bar, leaning across it, and talking to one of the waitresses. The waitress was quite petite with really nice breasts. 

Barbara saw me and motioned me to step in behind the bar. It was hard for me to hear her so we stepped into another hallway away from the speakers. She pointed out the dressing room where I could get undressed. It had a keypad lock on it; Barbara gave me the three-digit code. The door would automatically lock when the door closed. It provided the girls with security for their personal belongings. She asked what I was going to wear. I hadn’t brought anything special, so I told her I’d just wear my panties. I forgot about getting some thongs or a g-string. I’d need to do some shopping tomorrow. Barbara showed me where I could secure my purse. I took out my cigarettes and lighter so I could easily access them.  

I walked down the hallway and punched in the key code numbers. The latch clicked and I opened the door. There were several girls sitting along a long mirrored wall, bordered by bright lights. I smiled and said “hi”. They all spoke and returned my smile. One of the girls was talking on a cell phone. From the tone of her voice, she wasn’t too happy. I found an open locker space and started getting undressed. I glanced at the girls but nobody was staring at me. It was all pretty casual. I was just wearing my panties when I felt a light slap on my butt.

“Hey, you one of the new dancers?” A tall blonde girl asked, smiling down at me.

She must have been well over six foot tall. I’m just 5’7”, so I had to look up at her.

“No. I’m the new bartender.” I replied, smiling.

“Thank God! We sure don’t need anymore competition out there!” She exclaimed, giving me a light hug. “Welcome to J.R.’s!”

I checked my hair and make-up in the mirror before leaving the dressing room. I checked to make sure my panties were covering the cheeks of my ass. I took a really deep breath.

“Hey honey!” The girl on the cell phone shouted. “You’ll do alright, just relax and don’t let the customers get to you.”

I opened the door to the dressing room. The music from the speakers wasn’t too bad walking down the narrow hallway. There was a black guy leaning against the wall at the end of the hallway, his body and stance made it a little difficult to get by him. I tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention. He jumped slightly at my touch. He smiled softly and apologized for blocking me. He put out his hand to shake mine.

“Hello. I’m Marcus.” He stated. “I’m the bouncer and chief bodyguard. You have any problems; you just give me a signal. OK?”

I smiled and put my hand on his huge arm. I introduced myself and told him I hoped I wouldn’t have to call on him but I was glad he was there just in case. The thought of anybody causing any problems hadn’t crossed my mind. I stepped behind the bar. Barbara was busy, mixing some drinks for one of the waitresses.

“Take care of those two guys at the end of the bar, will you?” She asked.

I approached the two men and asked them what they’d like to have. They ordered Bud Lights so I went to the cooler and got them their beer and two glasses. They paid me and I walked over to the cash register. I’d never operated a cash register so I motioned for Barbara to give me some quick instructions. She showed me, saying it would take a little practice to get proficient with it. I handed the guys their change. My bare breasts didn’t seem to interest them. Maybe it was because there were bare breasts all around them. Mine just blended in. I laughed at that thought.

There were alot of guys wearing suits in the club. I assumed they either worked in an office or were somewhere in management positions. This job could easily work to my advantage. Barbara approached me and gave me two small pieces of cotton. I took them, not knowing what they were for. She saw I was a little confused so she pointed to her ears. She had cotton stuffed deep in her ears to drown out the blaring of the music. I rolled the cotton tight and pressed them inside my ears. I was starting to get a headache from the blaring music. The cotton was a great relief.

Some of the guys wearing suits came over and sat at the bar, I assumed to get a closer look at me. I smiled at them and took their orders. I didn’t know squat about mixed drinks so Barbara said she take care of it. I took care of the beer orders. That I could handle without much problem. We worked together as a team. Barbara even got a chance to lean against the backbar and sip on a Coke. I was having a ball and I was collecting quite a few tips. The guys liked to flirt. I flirted right back at them. The more I flirted, the more tips I got. I kept an eye on Marcus at the end of the bar just in case anyone decided to get physical. Marcus motioned me over.

“Jennifer, you’ve got a great little ass.” Marcus whispered. “You put a thong on that sweet thing, you could double your tips!”

I told him I’d have to pick up some tomorrow when I went shopping. The panties were all I had with me. I lit up a cigarette, putting it in an ashtray on the backbar. The customers kept the club filled for most of the evening. Marcus helped me bring more beer from the storage room. We had to refill the coolers well before they started running low so the beer would be good and cold. Barbara kept the pretzel and salty snack dishes filled. The more salty foods they snacked on, the more they’d drink. Jack and Barbara had to be making money faster than they could count it.

Along about 10:00, the customers started thinning out. It gave Barbara and I a chance to talk. Jack came down from his office landing. He put his arm around my waist pulling me in close.

“I’ve been watching you!” Jack said. “You’re doing damn good!”

I smiled at his remark. He rubbed his hand across my ass and then gave it a light slap. Barbara didn’t seem to mind his actions so I didn’t take it seriously either. Jack and Marcus went down the long corridor, past the restrooms and out through the rear service door. I guess they were just getting some fresh air. I mentioned to Barbara about the slowdown in business. 

“Wait till 11:00, 11:30.” She said, grinning. “Second shift lets out, this place will be going till closing time.”

She was right. By 11:30 the club was packed. I couldn’t get the beer opened and poured fast enough. Most of the late night clientele were beer drinkers, factory workers letting off a little steam. I opened one bottle and it exploded all over me, dowsing me from my shoulders down to my shoes. It caused quite an uproar with the guys sitting at the bar. I looked down at my soaked panties. The beer had made them quite see-through. My sandy blonde pubic hair was showing through the translucent material. Barbara came running over with a bar towel.


Never Enough Ch. 01



“Hey!” One of the guys yelled out. “I’ll give you $20 for those panties.”

“$20!” Barbara retorted, laughing. “They’ll cost you 40!”

Another customer threw two $20 bills on the bar. Barbara asked if I had another pair with me. I’d brought a couple of extra pair just in case I’d need them. I took another pair from my purse and hurried to the dressingroom. I brought the beer soaked panties back with me, tossing them to their new owner and picking up the $40. Barbara took a beer bottle from the cooler and started shaking it up like she was going to shoot it all over me. The guys at the bar egged her own but she was just kidding. 

The rest of the night went smoothly, none of the customers caused any problems and the tips kept coming. Barbara announced “last call” about 2:45am. There weren’t many customers left and only a few of the dancers remained. Jack and Marcus locked the doors right at 3:00am. Barbara started clearing out the cash register and I wiped the bar down. I went back to the dressingroom to get dressed. The girls were discussing which all night restaurant to get something to eat. They asked me to go with them. I was starved, having just snacked on a few pretzels during the evening. I gladly accepted their invitation.

Marcus was standing next to Barbara behind the bar. She was still counting all the money the club had taken in during the evening. Jack was working on the speaker system behind the stage. I took the money from my tip box and stuck it in my purse. I said good night to all three. 

“Hey Jennifer!” Barbara shouted, grinning. “Bring more panties tomorrow evening! We’ll try that trick again.” 

I had to laugh at her remark but then I thought, maybe she wasn’t kidding. One of the dancers rode with me to a restaurant not far from the club. We all sat at one table. The service was quick and the food was great. I was surprised to find out quite few of the dancers were married with families. I had this idea; most of them were probably single with boyfriends or live-ins. They were making good money so they seemed pretty happy. The girls loved to talk about the customers who frequented J.R.’s. They kidded about some of the regulars and how they’d ask them out on dates. It was a club policy that none of the employees date any of the customers. I thought it strange but I’m sure there was a good reason for it. 

It was almost 4:30 by the time we left the restaurant, an hour or so before daylight. I noticed two of the girls getting into very expensive cars; one was the Mercedes sedan I’d seen parked behind the club. The other was a new Cadillac SUV. I knew the girls made good money but I couldn’t see how they could afford such expensive vehicles. It got me wondering if they were making extra money on the side. Then again, maybe they were just gifts from admiring customers. 

I made it home just before 5:00am, grabbed a quick shower and went to bed. It was almost 1:00 in the afternoon before I woke up. I still had plenty of time before I needed to be at the club. I made some fresh coffee and sat down in front of the tv. I remembered I hadn’t counted my tip money from last night so I got it out and sorted through it. $144, not a bad night. Of course, $40 was for my beer soaked panties. I ran some figures through my mind contemplating how much I could make in a week’s time. It wasn’t a thousand dollars like I’d hoped but it was cash.

I stopped at the mall to do a little shopping, mainly for underwear and a couple of thongs. I spotted these really cool boots in one of the more expensive shoe stores. They were black and came up high on your thighs like thigh-high nylons. I went into the store and checked them closer. They seemed well made, tight stitching and the leather was very soft with a spine running along the zipper so they’d stand up. They were also $200. The clerk came over and asked if he could help me. I asked him about the boots. Besides black, he had them in red, white and tan. I hesitated on paying the $200 for them so I left the store empty-handed. Maybe after I got back on my feet financially, I’d buy a pair to wear at the club. I stopped at the food court in the mall and got something to eat before going to the club. 

I made it to the club about 5:45. The black Mercedes sedan was parked just down from the Cadillac SUV. I noticed a few more rather expensive cars sitting in the rear lot. My old Firebird didn’t quite fit in with the rest of the cars parked there but it was a safe and well-lit area. I entered the bar; the music blaring about took my head off. I grabbed the little cotton balls from my purse and stuffed them in my ears. Barbara was standing behind the bar. She was really glad to see me.

“Boy, am I glad you’re here.” Barbara stated. “It’s busier than hell already.”

I told Barb I’d change and be right back. I put my purse underneath the bar and headed for the dressing room. Marcus was sitting in a chair talking to one of the dancers. I took off all my clothes including my bikini panties. I put on a pair of red thong panties and headed out to the bar.

“There you go.” Marcus remarked, as I passed by him. “That’ll bring in the dollars!”

I grinned at this remark. Barbara was covered up at the bar. I started opening up beer bottles like we were giving it away. The waitresses were practically running through the bar trying to take care of everyone. The mad rush lasted for an hour. Jack had to come down from his office just to man the cash register so Barbara and I could take care of the drinks. 

Things finally settled down to a slower pace. Jack went back to his office overlooking the bar. I was collecting tips right and left. I don’t think it was because I was wearing a thong though. The customers, “the suits” as the girls referred to them, were tipping very generous this evening. I was tired by 1:00am. Two more hours to go. My red high-heels were killing my feet. I managed to get some time to sit down on the barstool behind the bar. My entire body as well as my feet welcomed the relief. The thong was bugging the hell out of me. It was a little uncomfortable with the back shoved tight up the crack of my ass. Thinking about the cash I was making made me feel alot better. Closing time finally rolled around. Barbara did her usual routine with Marcus standing right behind her. I changed in the dressingroom, glad to get out of the thong panties. I thought I’d go back to wearing the bikini cut the next evening.

We decided to go eat at a different restaurant this morning. The girls liked to go someplace different as often as possible. I got in my car but it wouldn’t start. I kept trying till the battery started running low. Andrea pulled up behind me and rolled her power window down. She asked if I needed a ride. I sure did so I accepted her offer. I got in the Mercedes with Andrea and we drove to the restaurant just off the I-465 bypass. Andrea’s Mercedes was very luxurious. I wasn’t use to riding in anything so plush. I wanted to ask her about it but I thought I’d better not. She might think I was prying.

We ate at the restaurant and left a generous tip for the waitress. Andrea said she’d drop me off at my apartment since it was on her way home. She lived in Carmel, just north of Indianapolis. Carmel was one of the ritzier parts of the area, many homes over a million dollars. I was impressed to say the least, but more than that I was getting damn curious as to how she could afford all the luxuries. Dancers didn’t make that much money. Maybe she was married to a doctor or lawyer. It didn’t seem likely, just possible.

The next evening at the bar started out very busy. It was Friday evening, the start of the weekend. Alot of “suits” filled the club. I got handed quite a few business cards from some of the customers. I kept them, not like most of the dancers who tossed them in the trash after the customer had left. It was my way of “networking”, gathering contacts for future reference. I was watching Jack and Barbara very close to see how they ran the business. For me, it was a learning experience, something I could use later on. 

One of the “suits” approached the bar and sat down ordering a mixed drink. He smiled and I smiled back at him. He looked familiar. Barbara made the drink for him and I served it to him, collecting his money. 

“I see you found yourself a job.” He stated, smiling. “I’m sorry I couldn’t help you out.”

I looked at him closer. I’d had an interview with him just a week previous. We chatted for a brief time. I had other customers to take care of. It was important to keep pushing the drinks. The more beer and alcohol you sold, the better your profits. 

I made great tips that evening, almost $170. Amanda squired me with beer intentionally, getting me soaked. My beer soaked panties didn’t bring as much as the other evening. This time I only got $25 for them. Still a profit, since they cost me less than $5. According to Barbara, Thursday nights and Friday nights were the best nights for tips. 

There were quite a few couples in J.R.‘s Saturday night. Most of them sat at the tables. I noticed the women seemed to enjoy watching the dancers as much as their husbands and boyfriends. Barbara speculated they might be “swingers” or maybe just couples with bi-sexual wives. I noticed several couples hitting on a couple of the waitresses as well as most of the dancers. It was interesting just watching the customers. My education in this business was continuing every evening.

We finally closed at 3:00am Sunday morning. J.R.’s was closed on Sundays so I had the whole day off. The girls decided to eat at a new all-night restaurant that had just opened up. We all sat at one big table. The conversation changed subjects every few minutes. We all laughed at most of the things that went on at the club.

“Jennifer.” Andrea whispered to me. “Did you get to meet Carl this evening?”

I didn’t recall meeting anyone named Carl, rarely catching any of the customer’s names unless they slipped me their business card. I asked Andrea who Carl was. She said Carl was Jack’s brother. Andrea didn’t say anything more about him while we ate. I didn’t ask, since she didn’t seem to want everyone in our group to hear our conversation. We finished eating and everyone started leaving. Andrea had parked her car next to mine in the restaurant’s parking lot. 

“You got a minute to talk?” Andrea asked. 

“Yeah, sure.” I replied.

We got into Andrea’s Mercedes so we could talk privately. Andrea started talking about Jack’s brother, Carl. Carl was in the adult video business, big time. He had connections all over the country. Carl also lived right across the street from her. I was beginning to make the connection between Andrea’s Mercedes and the home she must have. Andrea was making fuck films for Jack’s brother. She must be making damn good money at it too. I had found out from Barbara that Andrea wasn’t married so she was paying for everything on just her income.

“So why are you telling me all this?” I asked, knowing damn good and well the reason.

“Carl stopped in to see me this evening.” Andrea answered. “He saw you working the bar and asked if I thought you might be interested in working for him.”

“Well. Working topless is one thing.” I stated. “I don’t think I could have sex with a bunch of people watching me, certainly not with cameras pointed at me.”

Andrea talked about the money. It was good, damn good in fact. She was making $6000 plus a month working less than a dozen hours a week for Carl’s video production company. She wasn’t the only one. There were four other dancers from J.R.’s making the videos. I figured Fawn, the girl with the Cadillac SUV, had to be one of them. I asked her if Jack and Barbara were aware of what was going on.

“Who’s idea do you think it was to start the production company?” Andrea stated, grinning. “Jack and Barbara are the ones who got Carl all set up.”

Andrea talked about the actors. She really went into detail on that subject. Andrea used the term “well hung” frequently. My interest was slowly growing but I didn’t know if I could handle being videoed while having sex. $6000 plus a month kept me from saying “no” right off. I told Andrea I’d have to think about it. She unlocked the glovebox and handed me a videocassette.

“Here, take a look at this when you get time.” Andrea stated. “It’s some of my best stuff.” 

I put the videocassette in my purse. I told Andrea I’d look at it and get back with her Monday at the club. It was almost 6:00 by the time I got home. I went straight to bed, too tired to even grab a quick shower.

It was almost 2:00 when I woke up Sunday afternoon. I put on some coffee and grabbed a shower while it brewed. I got dressed and sat down, toying with the videocassette in my hand. I set it down on the dining room table, figuring I watch it later. I was thinking about the cash money but I was also considering how it might affect the rest of my life it I got involved with adult videos. I’d have to weigh the pros and cons before making a decision. 

I still had time before the mall closed so I thought I’d purchase those cool boots I’d looked at the other day. The mall was crowded with alot of teenagers just hanging out. I made my way to the shoe store and stepped inside. The same clerk was working and he spotted me right away. He smiled as he approached me. 

“Bet you’re here to buy those boots!” He exclaimed. “You want to try a pair on to see how they look?”

I nodded and told him I’d like to look at a black pair. I tried the boots on; they looked even greater on than I’d thought. The clerk attached a rhinestone boot bracelet around my left ankle to accentuate the boot. It was a great touch. He said he’d throw in the bracelet if I bought the boots. I looked at them in the mirror, deciding to buy them. 

“Do you still have them in red and in white?” I asked the clerk, in my sexiest voice.

He went to the back of the store to check. The young clerk came back with boots in both colors.

“Can’t decide on which color, huh?” The clerk asked, smiling.

“Oh, I’ve already decided on the color.” I replied. “I want all three!”

The clerk’s jaw literally dropped at my response. He not only threw in two more boot bracelets, he knocked off $25 on each pair of boots. I thanked him and left the store carrying the three pairs of boots. It was time I treated myself to something I really wanted. I couldn’t wait to wear them at the bar and see what kind of reaction I’d get from the customers.

Late Sunday evening, I decided to watch Andrea’s video. I slipped it into the video recorder and pushed the play button on the remote. The first time, I watched the video from beginning to end. It was a great video, the clarity and sound were excellent and of course the sex was very, very hot. I rewound the tape and scanned through several of the scenes I especially liked. Either Andrea was a damn good actress or she was really into the sex. I couldn’t tell for sure. The sets were very nice, not sleazy. They didn’t look like they’d been shot in some hotel room. Several of the scenes looked like they were shot in someone’s home, a luxurious home at that. There were even a couple of outdoor scenes that were well done. 

I guess I wasn’t paying as much attention to the sex as I was to everything else on the video. It had been well over a year since I’d been with anybody sexually. Maybe I’d lost my sexual appetite or maybe I was just happy masturbating to get my sexual release. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do. I was still unsure. The only thing that kept me interested was the money. Maybe money was all I had on my mind. Everything seemed to have a dollar sign in front of it.

I went in at 3:00 on Monday; J.R.’s was just opening for the day. It would be a twelve-hour workday for me. Barbara was behind the bar; Jack was up in his “perch” as I called it. 

“Jennifer!” Jack shouted. “Come on up when you get changed.”

I entered the dressing room, there were just a few dancers getting ready. Most of the dancers didn’t come on till 5:00. I changed clothes slipping on a pair of black nylon panties and my new thigh-high black boots. I stuffed my little cotton balls in my ears. The girls really liked the boots, asking where I’d gotten them. They felt good on. I hoped they wouldn’t kill my feet after wearing them for twelve hours. I left the dressing room, wound my way through the tables in the bar and climbed the circular stairs up to Jack’s office.

“Wow!” Jack exclaimed. “Love the boots!”

I sat down in a chair across from his desk. Jack asked how I liked the job and if I was having problems with any of the customers. It seemed like “idle chitchat” at first but I sensed Jack was leading up to something.

“I know Andrea has mentioned my brother, Carl’s video production company.” Jack stated. “I feel you’re way too innocent to be getting involved in adult videos. I know the money’s good, too damn good in fact.”

It seemed like he was trying to talk me out of it, just the opposite of what I’d thought he do. His remark only made it more difficult for me to make a decision. Andrea was pushing me one way; Jack seemed to be pulling me the other.

“If I did decide to get involved in the adult videos.” I stated. “It would strictly be for the money. I don’t see any glamour in the business. It’s not something you can make a lifelong career. I’d be washed up by the time I’m thirty, that’s less than six years from now.”

“What about all the sex?” Jack asked. “Surely you’d like the sex!”

“I doubt it.” I replied. “I’ve been alone so long, I seemed to have lost my sex drive. I watched Andrea’s video, all I could think of was the business end of it, not the sexual end.”

Jack saw that I was serious about my remark. He leaned across the desk, looking intently at me.

“You can’t be serious?” Jack asked. “Maybe it’s just been too long a dry spell.”

I shrugged my shoulders, not sure what to say next. I looked down at the bar. Barbara was getting busy. I decided the best way to get out of this conversation was to go to work.

“I’d better be getting down to the bar.” I stated. “Looks like Barbara could really use some help.” 

Jack didn’t say anything more so I got up from my chair and walked down the winding stairs. I got quite a few whistles and comments as I made my way towards the bar. Fawn entered the club through the service entrance, smiling as she walked past Barbara and me. I couldn’t help but think of her possible involvement in adult videos. I hadn’t seen Andrea come in yet; maybe she wasn’t scheduled in till later. I made up my mind to just stall her.

About 9:30 that evening I saw Barbara talking with one of the “suits” at the far end of the bar. I’d seen him in the bar from time to time but he blended in with alot of the other “suits”. 

“See that guy at the end of the bar?” Barbara inquired. “He’d like to talk with you. It’s OK, I can handle things here for awhile.” 

I wiped my hands on a fresh bar towel and walked to the end of the bar. The lights at the far end of the bar don’t light it very well. As I got closer to the man, I could see his close resemblance to Jack. This must be the “Carl” I’d been hearing about so much about. I forced a smile as I stood just on the other side of the bar from him. He put out his hand to shake mine.

“Hi.” He greeted. “I’m Carl, Jack’s brother. I’ve been wanting to talk with you.”

“Hi, I’m Jennifer.” I stated, shaking his hand.

Carl tried to look at my face but I saw his eyes glancing at my breasts several times. I was used to guys staring at my tits so it didn’t bother me. Carl asked if Andrea had talked with me this evening. I told him we’d both been too busy to talk. Andrea usually sat with the customers when she wasn’t onstage. Actually, I’d been trying to avoid her since she came in. 

“I’m shooting a few scenes tomorrow at the complex.” Carl stated. “I thought maybe you’d like to stop by and see what it’s like. That is, if you’re interested.”




Never Enough Ch. 01



I was trapped for an answer. I wasn’t prepared to tell him I was interested. I wasn’t prepared to tell him I wasn’t interested either.

“Well, I wouldn’t mind seeing how it’s all put together.” I replied. “I don’t know if I’m all that interested but it wouldn’t hurt to look your production company over.”

Oh God, my answer sounded so businesslike! I came across like some kind of manager rather than a future porno actress. Carl smiled at my answer; at least he wasn’t put off. He gave me his business card. I looked at it in the dim lighting. It wasn’t but a few miles from the club.

“That’s right down off Post Road isn’t it?” I asked.

“Yes.” Carl replied. “We’re in the Paramount Industrial Park. You know where that is?”

I knew where it was. Carl said they started shooting at 10:00am. I told him I didn’t get off work till 3:00 but I’d try to make it. I put the business card in my purse, still uncertain about my decision. Carl shook my hand before he left the bar and went up the stairs to see Jack.

The rest of the evening was pretty slow. Monday’s usually are. Tuesday was my other day off and I hadn’t made any special plans. I figured I’d stop by and see what this adult video business was all about. Barbara and I closed up the club at 3:00. Jack had left early, around midnight. Marcus was going to stay and make sure everything was locked up. I changed clothes in the dressingroom, avoiding contact with Andrea. I didn’t go out with the girls for breakfast. I was just too tired. I headed home, grabbed a shower and went to bed.



Never Enough Ch. 02



I didn’t wake up till after 10:00am, not having bothered to set my alarm. I didn’t hurry getting ready to get to Carl’s production company. I took my time getting dressed and putting on my make-up. I was still having doubts about getting involved in the adult video business. I stopped for a cup of fresh coffee at the convenience store up the street from my apartment. I sipped it as I drove to the industrial complex.

It was almost noon when I pulled up in front of the address at the Paramount Industrial Complex. I noticed several cars and pickups parked there including Fawn‘s Cadillac SUV. I pulled on the door but it was locked. I rang the service bell several times before someone came to the door. I was surprised to see if was Barbara. She unlocked the door and let me inside. 

“Hi Hon!” Barbara greeted me, smiling.

“Hi.” I replied. “Sorry I’m late. I forgot to set my alarm and overslept.”

The reception area of the office was deserted, not even any furniture. We walked down a short hallway and stepped through another doorway into a large open area. There were several partitioned cubicles along one wall. There were probably a dozen people running around setting up different sets, adjusting the lighting and positioning equipment. Everyone seemed pretty busy. 

Carl was across the way opening up one of the large overhead doors. Barbara and I watched as a long, white limo was driven in. I didn’t see any passengers get out. Maybe the limo was going to be used in one of the videos. I could see quite a few other vehicles parked in a fenced-in area behind the building. The whole set-up appeared very professional. 

“Hey Jennifer!” Carl shouted. “Glad you could make it.” 

Carl came trotting over towards Barbara and me. He had a big grin on his face. I shook his hand, apologizing for being late. Carl shrugged off my being late, saying he understood how it was working till early in the morning. 

“We’re getting ready to shoot another video in a few minutes.” Carl stated. “You’re just in time to see how it’s done.”

We sat in a couple of tall director’s chairs in front of the set. Carl talked about how the camera operators worked in conjunction with the sound technicians. The lighting techs usually stood by making last minute adjustments. He knew what he was doing. That impressed me quite a bit. I asked him about the videos and how they were processed. 

“Everything’s shot on digital media. We do all the editing here.” Carl informed me. “We send the finished footage up to a lab in Chicago to have the videotape and DVD masters made. It’s about a two week turnaround before we get it back.”

I asked Carl several more questions about the marketing of the videos. I was curious about the average cost per scene and the expected gross sales of the finished product. He seemed a little reluctant to give me answers on the latter two subjects. I figured he didn’t want to let me in on just how much his video production company was making. I’d have to do a little investigating on my own to come up with the answers I was looking for.

“You seem very inquisitive about the internal workings of the adult video business.” Carl stated.

“Oh, I guess it’s just my education in business and finance that has me curious.” I stated, trying to sound as casual as I could.  

One of the actors approached Carl and me. He was about 6’ tall, dark hair, with a slight athletic build but not muscular. To say he was handsome would be a big understatement. He looked like one of those models you see in the ads for men’s clothing. He was stark naked. He stood directly in front of me. Although I looked at his face, my eyes did travel down over his chest to quickly glance at his cock. Andrea’s term, “well-hung” came to mind right off! Carl introduced the guy to me.

“Jennifer, this is Richie.” He said. “Richie, this is Jennifer.”

Richie and I shook hands. His eyes were looking me over like I was fresh meat. His face displayed a sinister grin.

“You getting into the porn business?” He asked. “I’d damn sure like to do your audition scene!”

“No. I’m just here as an observer.” I replied smartly. “I don’t do audition scenes!”

My remark stung him just like I wanted it to. Carl put his hand over his mouth to hide his grin. Richie walked away from us and took his position on the set. A young girl came out and sat on the couch with him. I recognized her from the club. Angie was one of our part-time waitresses. She was wearing a see-through negligee with thong panties underneath. Angie was tall and slender with long, blond straight hair. The camera operators moved into position and the guys with the boom mikes made some last minute checks asking Richie and Angie to say something in their normal voice. Carl looked at everyone, making sure everyone was ready.

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”

Richie and Angie started kissing each other. Angie’s hand moved to Richie’s crotch, rubbing his hard cock. Richie pulled Angie’s negligee up to her waist and rubbed the mound over her pussy. Angie was really moaning. I couldn’t tell if it was real or fake. Whichever it was, it was damn good! Barbara was standing behind me with her hands on the top of my chair. I felt the chair jerk just a little. I think the action on the set was getting to her. I watched Richie slip Angie’s negligee off over her head and pull her panties down her long legs. Richie’s cock was rock hard. Maybe I was just imagining it but it looked like it was pulsating.

Angie put her mouth on Richie’s hard cock and started licking the head. I felt my lips pursing as I watched her working her lips all over it. She licked up and down the shaft, making it glisten with her saliva. I felt myself breathing a little hard. I could feel Barbara’s hands firmly grasping my chair. I looked over at Carl. He was watching the action. His body relaxed in his chair like he was watching a baseball game. Angie stopped working on Richie’s cock and lay back on the couch. Two of the cameramen quickly changed positions. Richie spread Angie’s long legs and started licking her pussy. He put a finger inside her and Angie’s mouth gaped open emitting a long, loud moan. That had to be fake but damn good acting! Richie sucked on her pussy till Angie orgasmed. Her orgasm seemed real. At least for her, I hoped it was.

Richie got between Angie’s legs and started to penetrate her.

“Stop!” Carl shouted, scaring the hell out of me. “Jackie put some lube inside her.”

A middle-aged woman stepped onto the set, spread Angie’s pussy apart and squirted some lubricant from a tube just inside Angie’s pussy. The woman then stepped back off the set. 

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”     

Richie pushed his cock inside Angie’s pussy with one stroke. Angie’s eyes widened as he forced it all the way in. She put her hands on Richie’s arms but didn’t grasp him very tight. Richie fucked her missionary style for several minutes before changing positions. Angie straddled Richie facing him on the couch. Angie fucked up and down on Richie’s cock slowly. I could see some of the white lubricant dripping down Richie’s hard cock. Angie was moaning. It sounded a little too much. Richie and Angie changed positions for the last of the scene. Angie got into the doggie-style position and Richie got behind her, plunging his cock into her pussy. His hands held Angie’s waist tightly as he fucked her hard. He smacked her hard on the ass several times till the cheeks of her ass reddened. I felt my chair slightly moving. Richie and Angie’s hard fucking were having their effect on Barbara. Richie pulled his glistening cock out of Angie’s pussy and shot his load up her back almost to her shoulders. My eyes were glued to Richie’s cock as he got off the “money shot”.

“Stop!” Carl shouted, clapping his hand once. 

I practically jumped out of my chair. Richie got off the couch. Jackie tossed him a towel. Richie was perspiring from the hot lights along with the hot sex. Angie was slow to get off the couch. Jackie handed her a towel to wipe herself off with. She was smiling as she chatted with Jackie. I was sure Richie got her off. The whole scene had taken less than thirty minutes to shoot.

Richie was grinning as he approached us. I was prepared to hear him utter a smart-ass remark but he walked on by us heading for the bathroom without saying a word. I looked over my shoulder at Barbara. She was perspiring but not from the hot lights. I asked her what she thought of the scene. She didn’t say anything, just nodded her head.

“Well, what did you think of it?” Carl asked. 

“Interesting, great action!” I replied. 

I couldn’t come up with anything witty to say so I just adlibbed an answer. Carl gave the crew instructions to move over to the next set. I saw Fawn step from one of the cubicles along the wall and walk towards the next set over from where we were sitting.

“So, do you think you might be interested in coming to work for us?” Carl inquired.

“I might.” I replied, smiling. “Depends on if we can agree on terms or not.”

“What do you mean terms?” He asked. “Jennifer, the only terms are my terms!”

“Well, I won’t waste anymore of your time.” I said politely.       

I stepped down out of the director’s chair and started to walk quickly towards the door.

“Hey! Hey, come back her a minute!” Carl shouted. “Let’s talk!”

I slowed down and turned around. Carl stepped down from his chair and approached me. He was grinning so I knew he wasn’t totally pissed off at me. 

“Let’s go to my office where we can talk in private.” He said, motioning me towards an office near the front of the building.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go ahead and shoot the next scene?” I asked. “I don’t want to keep your people from getting their work done.”

Carl smiled. “Well, I guess that would be a good idea. I don’t want to pay the technicians anymore than I have to. Why don’t you stay and watch, Fawn’s a hell of an actress!”

I told him I had an appointment so I should be going. Actually, I wanted to watch them shoot the video with Fawn. My answer seemed to disappoint him but I needed to step outside and get some fresh air. 

“Well, when can we get together and talk?” Carl asked, anxiously.

“Why don’t I stop by tomorrow around 9:00?” I replied. “Can you take time then?”

“OK. You going to be prepared to fuck?” Carl asked. “Or are you just going to bullshit me with more questions?”

“Depends.” I snapped back. “Depends on if you’re willing to meet my terms.”

I waved at Barbara as I left. If Carl was pissed at me, I didn’t give a damn. If he wanted me bad enough to appear in his porn videos, he was going to have to meet my terms. Carl had everything to gain. I was the one taking a big chance on losing.

I stopped by the club that evening to see Andrea. It was a very slow night. Andrea was sitting with several “suits”. I motioned towards the dressingroom. Andrea excused herself and followed me.

“Hey, Barbara said you talked with Carl this afternoon.” Andrea stated. “How’d it go?”

“It didn’t.” I replied. “I didn’t give him a yes or a no.”

Andrea seemed a little confused by my response. I asked her what she got paid per scene. Andrea told me she got $250 for a scene with one guy, $300 for a scene with two guys and $175 for a lesbian scene. She also got paid traveling expenses for location shooting. Carl always paid in cash at the end of the sessions. There was also a contract that had to be signed. It gave Carl and his production company exclusive rights to limit your working for him only. 

“Why?” Andrea asked. “Is that fucking Carl trying to get you to work for less money than that?”

“No.” I replied. “We didn’t even discuss the money. I just needed to know what you made so I could leverage my terms.”

I thanked Andrea for her time and we exited the dressingroom. I stopped for a brief time to chat with Barbara before leaving. I asked her if Carl seemed mad after I’d left. She said he didn’t seem to have been.

I drove quickly back to my apartment with the information I’d just gathered from Andrea. I pulled my laptop computer from my attaché and started plugging in some figures. The results were quite surprising. I adjusted the figures to where I wanted and ran the numbers again. I could use plenty of leverage and still make sure Carl and his production company, Paramount Productions, made tons of money. I double-checked the numbers to make sure I hadn’t made a mistake. My last task before bedtime was to draw up a contract, one of my own, not Carl’s. It was close to midnight before I got to bed.

I set the alarm for 7:00am but woke up before it went off. I took a shower, fixed my hair and put on my make-up. I had time to drink a cup of coffee before I got dressed. I ran over last night’s figures once again. I checked over my version of the contract that I wanted and mentally ran the presentation I was going to make to Carl. It was going to be a tough sell but it would be well worth it if I could get him to buy it. I put on my best dress business suit, trying to look businesslike as well as sexy. I wanted to through him a “visual curve”.

I drove into the industrial complex, arriving a few minutes before 9:00. I didn’t want to be too early. The only vehicle sitting in front of the studio was a new Lexus sedan. It had to be Carl’s. I rang the service bell several times before Carl came to the door. There was a security camera just above the door. I was sure he knew it was me. He was just making me wait, playing his game. Carl finally came to the door, opening it for me.

“My, don’t we look all businesslike the morning!” Carl greeted me, grinning. “I like the outfit. Be a damn shame if we got cum stains all over it!”

We walked slowly to Carl’s office. He was eyeing my attaché as we walked side by side. I’m sure it put him on alert. We entered Carl’s office at the front of the building. It was lavishly furnished with every piece of office equipment and convenience imaginable. The environment would work in my favor. I sat down in a plush leather chair across from Carl’s desk. Carl sat behind the desk, casually leaning back.

“Ok. I’ll listen to your terms.” Carl quipped. “Just before I turn them all down!”

“I’ll wait to make my presentation.” I smarted back quickly. “You tell me what your terms are.”

Carl reviewed what he paid and his contract restrictions. It was a pretty short dissertation on his part. Carl rolled his eyes back when he saw me take the laptop computer from my attaché. I took my time booting it up, taking a long deep breath as the screen images appeared.

I started with the pay scale first. I wanted $350 per scene with one guy, $450 per scene with two guys or one guy and one girl. I also wanted $250 per lesbian scene. I was willing to accept his regular terms for travel expenses if location shooting were involved. I wanted cash payment at the end of each day’s shooting. I told him I wasn’t willing to sign any kind of contract except for the one I’d drawn up. Most importantly, I didn’t just fuck anybody. I picked who I fucked, when I fucked and how I fucked. 

“You Missy, are fucking nuts!” Carl exclaimed. “There’s no way I’d even consider terms like that. How the fuck do you expect me to make a profit?”

“I’d say from the looks of this office, the new Lexus parked out front along with the motorhome out back, you’re making money faster than you can count it!” I retorted.

I turned the laptop towards Carl and pushed it across the desk towards him. I pointed out that it took him two days to shoot each complete movie with five heterosexual scenes and one lesbian scene. His total production costs, including final masters from Chicago, were probably less than $9,000 per complete movie. At the minimum, his gross profit was at least $100,000 per movie. That was a gross profit of $91,000 per movie. Two movies per week made him $180,000 before taxes. I showed him my charts and graphs to back up my figures. Carl scanned over them rather quickly. 

Carl was just about to say something when the service doorbell sounded. I jumped when it did; my ears were getting sensitive to loud, sudden noises. He excused himself and headed for the front door. I figured it must be the crew coming in for the day’s shooting schedule. I could hear his footsteps as he quickly returned to the office, closing the door behind him.

“Do me a favor!” Carl boldly stated. “Shut that thing off and put it away.”

I shut the laptop down and stuffed it back in the attaché. I kept a straight expression on my face, not wanting to intimidate him any further. Carl sat staring at me, trying his best to stare me down. I didn’t flinch. The silence between us lasted for several minutes. I could see he was mulling my terms over. He hadn’t said “no” right off.

“I’ll have to look over your contract before I even consider a decision.” Carl muttered.

I took a folder out and handed him a copy of the contract. It was short and explicit. The document listed the various pay scales, payment terms and all my requirements. I’d purposely left out any mention of working exclusively or him or Paramount Productions. You didn’t need to be some pricey lawyer to understand it. Carl read it over several times. I still hadn’t got a “no” answer. I took that as a favorable sign. Carl put the contract down and left the office. I watched through the office window as he walked across the large open area towards some of the technicians setting up equipment. I looked away quickly in case he caught me watching him. He came back to the office, closed the door and sat on the front edge of his desk.

“You must think your pussy is awfully damn hot to think I’d even consider this!” Carl exclaimed. “I’ll have to see just how hot it is before I agree to your terms and sign this contract.”

“Sorry Carl.” I replied. “No freebies, you sign the contract first. Then you’ll see how hot it is!”

“I really don’t need this or you!” Carl exclaimed. “I can get plenty of girls to make porno movies!”

“Carl, if that were the case, you’d have more than just five or six girls working for you.” I smarted back. “You wouldn’t have wasted your time talking to me all this time either.”

I didn’t know how many girls Carl did have working for him; I’d just thrown out a couple of numbers. I had to keep the pressure on him. Carl picked up the contract and read it over again. He took out his pen and signed it. I handed him three more copies of the contract to sign, two for each of us. He grinned as he signed the last copy. I signed my name to all four documents and handed him his copies.

“This is just between you and me.” Carl said. “I trust you won’t tell any of the other girls about this contract.”

“My lips are sealed.” I replied, smiling. “It’s every woman for themselves!”

I stood up from my chair straightening and brushing my skirt and jacket. I knew the time had come for me to prove I was worth the money. 

“Well, time to see the goods, Missy!” Carl exclaimed. “Let’s go pick out someone for you to fuck!”

We stepped out of Carl’s offices and headed across to one of the sets. The clicking sound from my high-heels echoed off the concrete block walls. Carl and I approached a bedroom set. The set was completely furnished. The fresh bedding was a light blue in color. Carl looked at me like he was asking for my approval. I didn’t see anything wrong with it.

“Getting cold feet?” Carl asked.

“Nope, not a bit.” I replied.

My feet were too busy shaking to be cold. My high-heels kept it from being so obvious. The crew was milling around us, not really paying all that much attention to Carl and me.

“You want to pick or guy or do you want me to pick someone?” Carl asked. 

“I’ll pick.” I mumbled, looking at three guys sitting over by the coffee bar. 

They were all in their underwear chatting amongst themselves. Richie was one of the three men but I wasn’t too crazy about him. It was between the other two guys. I took a minute to decide. Carl asked the three to stand up so I could get a better look at them.




Never Enough Ch. 02



“How about the guy on the right, the one who looks like a beach boy?” I said.

“Chris, the blond haired guy?” Carl asked. “Good choice and he does double shots!”

I didn’t know what exactly he meant by doubles but I was sure I’d be finding out. Carl called for Chris to come over. Chris was about 6’ tall, fairly muscular, quite handsome with hardly any chest hair. I guessed him to be about 24 or 25. He was clean-shaven and his hair was well groomed. Chris also had a nice friendly smile.  

“Chris, I’d like you to meet Jennifer.” Carl introduced us. “Jennifer, this is Chris.”

Chris and I shook hands. His hands were rough, like a laborer’s hands. Carl reviewed how he wanted the scene to play out. Chris was to be the more aggressive of the two of us. Carl didn’t want us to rush through the scene, preferring we take our time. He described how he wanted the “money shot” to be done. Carl also wanted the entire scene to be as hot as we could make it.

“Jennifer, I need you to moan as much as possible but don’t overdue it.” Carl instructed. “If you can scream a little that’ll add to the video.”

Jackie escorted me over to one of the cubicles to get undressed. I took off all my clothes except for my high-heels. Jackie handed me a pair of red “breakaways”, panties that were barely held together at the sides. In my scene with Chris, he was to tear them off me. I slipped them on and sat in the make-up chair. Jackie touched up my make-up and applied a little hair spray. She put a special make-up on my nipples to make them a little darker so they’d show up more.

Jackie grabbed several towels from the table as we exited the cubicle. She walked with me across to the set. Several more people had gathered around the set. Barbara was sitting next to Carl. Jack was standing behind her. Carl was pointing to a large monitor that was set up so they could see exactly what the cameras were shooting. They all watched as Jackie and I approached the set. My hands were sweating profusely. I took one of the towels from Jackie and held it in my hand.

“I’m going to shoot this with three cameras instead of just two.” Carl stated. “Try to stay focused on your partner, don’t pay any attention to anything but Chris. He’ll position you as we go along. Adlib some dialogue if you can. Oh, and don’t stop till I call it out! OK?”

I nodded my head, knowing he was only talking to me, not Chris. I took a deep breath and handed the towel back to Jackie. Barbara gave me the thumbs up along with her usual smile.

Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”

Chris and I stood off stage. I could see he was already hard, the bulge in his briefs quite evident. He picked me up in his arms. I put my arms around him looking towards the set. Chris carried me onto the set and tossed me onto the bed. I landed diagonally across the bed like I was supposed to. Chris climbed on the bed slowly, like a lion stalking its prey. His face was expressionless. He leaned down over me and put his hand on my chin. We kissed passionately, grinding out lips into each other’s. Chris darted his tongue between my lips. I relaxed my lips so he could penetrate my mouth. I pushed my long tongue out and licked back and forth across Chris’s lips. We kissed for several minutes. I could feel my body reacting to our kissing. 

Chris’s hand moved from my chin down across my breasts. He cupped one breast and massaged it hard. My nipples were blossoming. Chris pulled his lips from mine and started kissing me on neck. The lights shined in my eyes so I closed them about halfway. Chris kissed my breasts and sucked hard on my nipples. He pulled on them slightly with his lips. He worked both breasts till my nipples were protruding. I had both of my hands on the back of his head as he kissed down over my tummy. I was moaning continuously and I wasn’t faking it. Chris had me worked up, his lips constantly stimulating my body.

I felt Chris’s hand sliding down inside my panties. I spread my legs a little so he could access my pussy. My ass ground against the soft sheets as his fingers slipped down between my legs. I was breathing hard. I had an orgasm within seconds.

“Ohhhhhhhh…….ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………ggghhhhhhhhh” I cried out.

Chris gave my panties a yank but they didn’t break away. He gave another yank, much harder than the first, causing my butt to lift slightly off the sheets. They split at both sides on the second try. Chris tossed them behind him to the floor. My legs were still spread. I was sure one of the cameras was focused directly on my pussy but I put it out of my mind. 

Chris grabbed my waist firmly and rolled me over on top of him. I lifted myself up and knelt beside his strong legs. I put my hands at the top of Chris’s briefs and quickly pulled them down his legs, tossing them across the bed to the opposite corner. His hard cock stood straight up. I couldn’t wait to get my mouth on his big, thick cock. I smiled down at him as I grasped his shaft near the base. I put my mouth down on the head slipping it into my mouth. I put alot of saliva on it to lubricate it. I pulled my mouth off it and stuck my tongue out licking all around the engorged head. Chris tensed up as I put his cock back inside my mouth. I took as much of his cock in my mouth as I could. I bobbed my head up and down on it rapidly for about a minute before sliding my mouth down to my hand. I licked his cock hard applying more saliva to it. I tried to push Chris’s legs apart so I could expose more of his balls but his legs were too rigid. I tried pushing my hand between his legs but he kept his legs tightly closed. I kept my mouth working on his cock, sliding my tongue all over it. I raised up enough to get my hand down to just above his left knee. I pushed on his leg, spreading it. I ran my hand up his leg slowly till I had my hand on his hard balls. I cupped them in my hand, massaging them gently. Chris started groaning, sounding awfully real. I held his balls firmly in my hand but stopped playing with them. 

Chris put his hand on my right shoulder, pulling me back flat on the bed. He got between my legs and spread them wide, lifting them slightly. He winked at me just as he put his mouth on my pussy. He pushed on my right leg, spreading me farther apart. I felt his tongue flicking wildly all over my pussy. He caught my clit with the tip of his tongue. I came instantaneously, my body convulsing.

“Arggggghhhhhhhhhhhh…………Goddddddddddddddd………..Ohhhhhhhhhhhh” I screamed.

Chris stuck his protruding tongue deep inside my pussy. I couldn’t stand it. I grabbed the back of his head pulling him into me.

“Chris………fuck me………..fuck me now……………..Chris….Ahhhhhhh.” I begged.

Chris kissed my pubic hair then worked his lips up over my tummy. I was breathing hard. Chris kissed me hard on the mouth. I could feel his strong hands lifting my legs and spreading them apart. I reached down grasping his hard cock, guiding it to my pussy. I was pulling on him.

“Stop.” Carl shouted, his voice seeming so distant. “Jackie, do your thing.”

I’d forgotten about Jackie squirting the lubricant inside my pussy. I doubted I needed it. My juices were flowing. Jackie spread the lips of my swollen pussy apart and squirted a little of the white lubricant inside my pussy. She looked at me and smiled. Jackie quickly stepped back and off the set.

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!” 

Chris’s cock was still rock hard in my hand. I guided the head of his rigid shaft to the lips of my pussy and he pushed in slowly. The lubricant allowed his cock to slide almost all the way inside me. He gave a quick stroke back, then forward. I felt his hard balls against my ass. I gripped his arms as he slowly increased the tempo fucking me harder and faster. My eyes got blurry as he fucked me really hard. I had an awesome orgasm. Chris had to hold my legs harder to keep me from kicking him. I lifted my ass clear up off the sheets fucking down on his wonderful cock. 

Chris put his hands on my shoulders and pulled me up till I was almost upright. He lost his balance and fell over backwards almost throwing us both off the bed. I didn’t remember this being supposed to happen but I couldn’t remember much of anything. I straddled Chris and worked my ass up and down on his hard, lubricated dick. I was gyrating my hips as I moved my ass up and down. I had my hands on his broad shoulders pinning him against the soaked sheets. We fucked for just a couple of minutes in this position. Chris grabbed my wrists, pushing my arms back. He bucked me off him. I landed on my left side, facing him. I looked down at his cock, glistening with just my juices. Chris got up, rolling me onto my tummy. His strong hands grabbed my hips lifting me straight up. I put my hands and knees down to support me. Chris gave me a hard slap on the ass, not a gentle slap but a hard, stinging slap. I felt his cock plunge all the way inside me. 

I screamed as he impaled me on his steel shaft.

“Argggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhh………Argggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh” I screamed.

Chris held my waist tight, ramming his cock into me frantically. His pelvis slammed against my ass hard. Our bodies made loud smacking sounds for several minutes. Chris must have been close to cumming. He slowed down, almost stopping. My pussy felt like it was on fire. I needed him to keep fucking me. I reached around trying to grab at him but I couldn’t reach him. Chris’s body was so tensed, almost like he was paralyzed. His cock was still hard. I slammed my ass back into him. Chris leaned forward trying to stay upright. I fucked myself back and forth on his cock. Chris gave me another hard slap on my ass then pushed me forward on the bed. My arms slipped out from under me. Chris quickly jumped up to my side and rolled me over. He grabbed the back of my head, lifting it off the bed. My eyes were barely open enough to see the head of his cock spewing his hot, sticky load all over my face. I gasped for air just as he shot another load into my mouth, almost filling it. My head slipped out of his hand, falling to one side on the bed. Chris’s cum seeped and bubbled out of my mouth, down onto the sheets. I was barely breathing. Chris fell across me, his weight pinning me to the bed. He lay motionless. I closed my eyes trying to get my breathing back.

“Stop!” Carl shouted.

None of the crew moved right away. I looked up at the camera operators. Two of them were still shooting. I don’t know if they heard Carl or not. I couldn’t move. Chris was still lying on top of me.

“Stop, stop, stop!” Carl shouted repeatedly.

Carl rushed over to the bed along with a couple of the lighting techs. They helped Chris off me. His face was pale and soaked in sweat. Chris’s appearance scared me for a moment. Jackie was trying to wipe the cum off my face. I took the towel from her and leaned over Chris to make sure he was alright. His chest was heaving, his breathing very labored. Chris slowly opened his eyes trying to shade them from the overhead lighting. 

“Shut the set down!” Carl shouted. 

The lights went out almost immediately. Carl leaned over Chris, his face looked as worried as mine. Richie and the other actor rolled Chris onto his side. It seemed to help him breathe easier. I slid to the foot of the bed. I was soaking wet with perspiration. I felt my juices running down my legs. I looked at the clock on the wall over the cubicles. It was almost noon. The scene had lasted for almost three-quarters of an hour. 

I wiped my face, noticing my make-up smeared all over the towel. I could taste Chris’s cum in my mouth. I looked for a glass of water to wash it down. One of the sound guys handed me bottled water and I took several swallows of it. I poured the rest of it down my chest and legs. Jack and Barbara came over to me to see if I was alright. I was more concerned about Chris. He was still lying on the bed but he seemed to be breathing better.

“You alright, Jen?” Carl asked putting his arm around me. “Chris’ll be alright. He’s probably not taking his medication like he’s supposed to.”

“His medication?” I asked.

“Yeah, Chris had asthma real bad.” Carl replied. “He gets out of breath easily if he doesn’t take his meds.”

I walked over and climbed on the bed, kneeling next to Chris. He gave me a big smile even though he was still gasping a little for air. I put my hand on his arm, giving it a light squeeze. I held onto his arm till he was able to sit up. Chris said he be alright in a little while. I was still worried about him. 

“Ready to shoot it over?” I quipped.

Chris grinned and put his arm around me. Richie said he’d stay with him and help him get to the shower. I needed a shower myself. I asked Jackie where they were. She ushered me down a hallway to a large restroom. There was a shower against the far wall. Jackie brought me some fresh towels and I stepped in to get all the perspiration and cum washed off me. The shower felt great and refreshing. My leg muscles were aching so I took a couple of aspirins. Knowing I’d just made $350 cash in forty-five minutes made me feel even better.

Jackie was waiting for me when I got out of the shower. I looked in the mirror. My hair looked like a tornado had gone through it and my make-up was completely gone. We headed back to her cubicle to make “repairs” as Jackie phrased it. I really liked Jackie. She was very down to earth and always looking out for everyone. We’d have a good, long relationship together.

“You had them all breathless out there.” Jackie stated. “I think ole’ Barbara had an orgasm sitting there watching you. Her hands had a death grip on that chair.”

I remembered Barbara’s reaction the day before, watching Richie and Angie do a scene together. I don’t doubt Barbara might have gotten off watching Chris and me. Carl came into the cubicle.

“Hey, some of us are breaking for lunch.” He stated. “You two want to go or would you prefer I bring you something back?”

All I wanted was a nap, I wasn’t hungry. Jackie said she’d go eat with them. I stretched out on a bed in one of the cubicles. I fell sound asleep in a matter of minutes. It was almost 2:00 in the afternoon when Carl woke me up. I asked how Chris was. Carl said he was alright. He’d already left to go to his regular job, working the second shift at an electrical products company. I was relieved at the good news.

“You want to call it a day or shoot another scene?” Carl asked. “I’ve got a lesbian scene you can do if you want.”

“Yeah. “I can do it.” I replied. “Give me time to smoke a cigarette first.”

I slipped on my panties and high-heels. I got a cigarette from my purse and lit it. I could feel my leg muscles tightening so I strolled around the building. I must have been a sight, walking around with just my panties on, smoking a cigarette. Nobody seemed to pay any attention though.

Carl motioned for me to come over to the set they’d just set up. It was another bedroom setting with a beautiful brass bed and all white bedding. He introduced me to the girl I’d be doing the scene with, Shawndra. She was a petite black girl, probably about 22. She was about 5’1” or 5’2”, average build with nice firm breasts. We had a few minutes to talk before we shot the scene. Shawndra worked at the Purple Parrot Lounge in downtown Indy. She said her husband would only let her do lesbian scenes. I told her this was my first lesbian scene and that I’d only been with another girl one time back in college. I was probably more nervous than she was.

Carl reviewed with Shawndra and me how the scene was to be played out. I was to be the more aggressive. Shawndra and I slipped off our underwear. Jackie handed me a black thong to put on. She checked our make-up before we got on the bed. There wasn’t any dialogue; Carl just wanted alot of moaning. 

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!” 

Shawndra and I started kissing. I really got into kissing her. Shawndra’s lips worked hard over mine, working me up right away. I slipped my tongue as deep in her mouth as it could. Shawndra made little sucking sounds as her lips moved back and forth over it. I could feel my pussy getting wet again. I cupped one of Shawndra’s firm breasts in my hand, massaging it gently. Her dark nipples hardened, growing at least a half-inch long. The looked like thimbles. I sucked on each nipple till she moaned. The harder I sucked on them, the louder her moaning became. Shawndra was breathing harder and my hand could sense her increased heartbeats. I tweaked her nipples, pulling on them slightly with my fingers. Shawndra’s hands gently rubbed up and down my back.

I slowly kissed down over her tummy, making my way towards her pussy. Shawndra lifted her legs slightly, spreading them. I kissed the mound over her pussy and flicked my tongue into her slit. Shawndra’s ass came up off the bed when my tongue found her hard clit. I flicked it a few times before sucking it between my lips. Shawndra was moaning constantly as I worked on her. I didn’t think Carl wanted her to come too soon so I pulled back. I stretched out between Shawndra’s spread legs and slowly worked my tongue up and down her pussy. Shawndra was looking down between her firm breasts at me. Her eyes were partially closed. I worked her up slowly and then sucked on her clit again. I made little noises as I sucked on it harder. Shawndra had a fantastic orgasm. She arched her back lifting her tight little butt up off the sheets. She suspended herself there till the orgasm waned. Shawndra’s body slowly settled back down on the bed.

I rose up and stretched out across her, kissing her passionately. I rolled off to one side and Shawndra rolled on top of me. She was breathing hard, her breath blowing in my hair. She kissed me hard while her hand slipped inside my panties. She worked her fingers over my tender pussy, a long moan passed over my lips.

“ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh………….hmmmmmmmmm” I moaned softly. 

Shawndra pulled the throng tight against my pussy; the thin material parted the swollen lips of my pussy. She worked the material back and forth against my already sensitive clit. I held onto Shawndra as she used the thong to tease my pussy. My mouth gaped open gasping for air. Shawndra pulled the panties down my legs leaving them around one ankle. Her mouth was just inches from my pussy. I could feel her warm breath blowing against my wet slit. Shawndra licked my pussy hard, swirling her tongue deep inside me. I had my legs spread as far apart as I could. Shawndra gripped my legs to keep me from pulling away from her. She made loud slurping noises as she tongue-fucked my pussy. I couldn’t take it. I had an awesome orgasm that made my whole body shake.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ggooooooooooooooddddddddd” I cried out.

Shawndra reached over and picked up a chrome-plated vibrator. It was long and slender. She twisted the end and it started humming. My orgasm was slowly fading, my juices dripping from my pussy. Shawndra parted my hot slit and slid the vibrator all the way inside me. My shaking hands gripped the sheets harder as I pulled on them. Shawndra worked me over with the vibrator, sliding it in and out and rotating it. I had another orgasm that twisted my body to one side. Shawndra fought to get me rolled back over. She kept the vibrator going till I pushed hard on her arm. She pulled the shimmering vibrator slowly out of my pussy. My juices were dripping off it. She put the vibrator in her mouth and licked my juices off it.

“Stop!” Carl shouted.

Shawndra held still for a moment and then tossed the vibrator towards the head of the bed. She stretched out alongside me, putting her hand on my chest. Her hand gently fondled my breast. I put my arm out to pull her in close. We lay there for several minutes before getting off the bed. Jackie was there giving us both fresh towels to wipe of with. Shawndra and I were both sweating profusely. One of the techs handed us each some bottled water. My throat was so dry I could barely speak.




Never Enough Ch. 02



I took another shower and had Jackie take care of my hair and make-up. My pussy was so tender. It had been so long since it had such a workout. I wasn’t complaining, I’d been long overdue for some good hot sex. Today was just my first day to start catching up.

I stopped in Carl’s office. He handed me six one-hundred dollar bills. Not too bad for seventy-five minutes of actual work. He thanked me and said he’d probably stop by the club later that evening. 

“Still like that outfit!” Carl exclaimed. “That business suit really is what you are!”

I grinned at his comment. I drove all the way back to my apartment smiling. I was finally making the money I wanted and I wasn‘t going to stop.



Never Enough Ch. 03



I arrived at J.R.’s right at 7:00. The crowd was about average for a Wednesday evening. Not so many you couldn’t keep up with the drink orders, yet busy enough to be making a good profit. I made my way to the dressingroom and changed out of my clothes. I put on a pair of red nylon panties and my new red thigh-high leather boots. I checked my make-up before heading out to the bar. Marcus was escorting someone out the door, probably a customer who tried to grope one of the dancers.

“Hey Hon!” Barb greeted me. “Didn’t know if you’d be in any shape to make it?”

“Well! I’m a little tender.” I replied, smiling. “But other than that, I’m fine. I made it home in time to catch a long nap.” 

“So………..you in it for the money or the sex?” Barb asked. “Or both!”

“Just the money.” I replied. “The sex is just a perk.”

I had to admit the sex with Chris that morning was great. The lesbian scene with Shawndra was only my second time with another girl. I thought I handled it pretty well though. The adult video business was just another job, something I could make some good cash at. I wanted to keep it that way. I didn’t want to make myself reliant on it, at least not as an actress.

Carl came into the club around 10:00. He waved at Barbara and me as he walked up the circular stairs to Jack’s loft. Carl was grinning like he’d just screwed somebody out of a bunch of money. He sat down across from Jack’s desk and chatted briefly before coming down to the bar. 

“Jennifer! My new star!” He exclaimed. “How’s the hottest babe on two legs this evening?”

I smiled at his remark and told him I was fine. Carl said he’d seen some of the initial editing on the scene with Chris and me. The final editing wouldn’t be finished until late tomorrow afternoon. The guys hadn’t started on the scene between Shawndra and me. Carl wanted to schedule me for another double shoot in the morning. He didn’t like it when I told him I didn’t want to work two days in a row. Not right now, maybe later I told him. He wasn’t too happy but I didn’t think I could handle that much sex right off. I damn sure didn’t want him to know it. I was a “rookie”. I wanted experience a little at a time before going to the majors. We agreed on doing two scenes Friday morning starting at 10:00. I didn’t bother asking him what kind of scenes I’d be doing. I knew he was well aware of our contract. I had control of who, when and how.

Andrea and Fawn came over to the bar on their breaks, asking how things went my first day in front of the camera. Naturally they asked who I worked with and what we did. 

“Chris, the beach boy looking guy.” I replied, casually. “We just fucked.”

They looked disappointed I didn’t go into alot of details. Fawn acted like she might have the hots for Chris. I saw her eyes get big as soon as I mentioned his name. 

“Well…………….we fucked so hard we passed out!” I stated. “Actually Chris passed out, I just went all blurry.”

Andrea and Fawn’s jaws dropped at my remark. I told them about Shawndra and the lesbian scene. They’d both performed with her before and had alot of good compliments on her. I told them I was going to ease into this business, not go crazy just because the money was good. They both thought I had the right attitude but the money would eventually make me want to work more. I hoped they were wrong. 

Friday morning I got to the industrial complex about half an hour ahead of schedule. I rang the service bell. One of the assistants answered the door. I entered the large open area looking around for Carl. I didn’t see Carl right off but did notice the white stretch limo and a bright red semi truck parked near the overhead door. There was a young guy and girl wiping the truck down. I hadn’t seen them before but I probably hadn’t seen all the actors and actresses either.

Carl came out of his office, grinning as he approached me. He gave me a slap on the butt. I hate when guys do that but I didn’t want to bother mentioning it this morning. 

“Ready for some hot action?” Carl asked. “Going to do a scene in the limo and one in the sleeper of that big ass truck over there!”

I nodded, acknowledging his statement. Jackie had my wardrobe all picked out. She was waiting for me in her cubicle. I took off my clothes in the adjacent cubicle and walked over to hers. The young guy and girl stared at me as I made my way between cubicles. I assumed the guy owned the truck; maybe the girl was his wife or girlfriend. Jackie was her usual, smiling self. She did my make-up and hair for the limo scene. I put on some rhinestone earrings with a matching necklace. They sparkled better than real diamonds. I slipped on a red thong and a red lacy bra. Next, a long, red dress slit up the side with matching high-heel shoes. I’ll have to admit, I did look great in the outfit.

The crew was still setting up the limo for the scene. We’d have to shoot it with one camera. Carl was having a monitor set up so he could see how the scene progressed. We’d shoot the scene in segments. The editors would then paste it together to make it flow. I sat down in a director’s chair and sipped on a cup of coffee while they finished the set-up. The guy and girl with the semi truck were watching everybody scurrying around. The young girl seemed very nervous. Carl came over and sat down beside me, patting me on the leg. 

“You mind working with Richie on the limo scene?” He asked. “I know you two didn’t hit it off very good the other day.”

I shrugged my shoulders telling him I didn’t mind if Richie didn’t. I didn’t say anything more.

“What’s with the guy and girl over by the truck?” I asked.

“Them. The guy owns the truck.” Carl informed me. “The girl, I guess is his girlfriend. I’m not real sure. He’s behind on his payments some. I’m renting his truck for the day. The girl is willing to do a threesome scene.”

“You mean with me and him?” I asked. “No fucking way!”

“No, not with him!” Carl replied. “I want to use one of my regulars. Besides he doesn’t want any guy touching her. Just you will be touching her.”

“She’s going to freeze.” I stated. “She’s so damn nervous now, she’s about ready to pee her pants.”

Carl said he wasn’t crazy about the idea but they really needed the money before the finance company repoed the truck. I looked over at the girl; she couldn’t be much over 21 or 22. She was watching everything that was going on. I thought I’d go over and see just how nervous she was. I left Carl sitting by himself and made my way towards the young couple. The young girl froze as I approached the two of them. She was biting her lip almost chewing on it. I put my hand out as I approached them.

“Hi. I’m Jennifer.” I stated. “Carl tells me he’s going to be using your truck in one of the scenes.”

“Yes Ma’am.” The guy replied in a southern draw, shaking my hand. “He’s renting the truck from me for the whole damn day! Oh, I‘m Jed, short for Jedadiah.”

Jed appeared to be around 26 or 27, 6’ plus, skinny with unkempt hair. His jeans were well worn and his shirt had a button missing. He looked like he was living on shoestring.

I looked at the young girl; she was perspiring a little even though the air conditioning was keeping the building cool. She was rocking back and forth from one foot to the other.

“You alright?” I asked her. “You seem a little nervous.”

“I…….I’m alright, I guess.” She replied in a Deep South draw. “I’ve never done anything like this before! I‘m Amber by the way.”

Amber was 22, a cute little girl, maybe 5’5” with short blond hair and misty blue eyes. From what I could see, she had a fairly decent body. Amber had one of those “pixie” noses, I call them. Kind of short, pointed and turned up on the end a bit. Her jeans were tight enough to show her pantylines. 

I could just see the whole scene going belly up but I didn’t want to say anything to them. I thought maybe I’d discuss the truck scene with Carl. Maybe we couldn’t come up with something different. I had a strange feeling this was going to be a bad day in front of the cameras.

I walked back to Carl, trying to think how I wanted to approach him about the girl doing a scene with me. Carl motioned the limo scene was ready. He needed to prompt Richie and me on our dialogue and how he wanted the scene played out. He had some bullshit lines written down. Neither Richie or me cared for them. Carl finally agreed to let us adlib the lines. The camera operator got in the car first and positioned himself so he could shoot Richie and me on the rear seat. Richie and I got in the limo and sat there while the crew got everything set. We did a sound check. I looked out through the privacy window of the limo. Carl was sitting down in front of the video monitor. There was a problem with the lighting so we had to wait awhile.

“I hope you won’t hold it against me about what I said the other day.” Richie whispered to me.

“If I don’t sink my teeth in your dick, you’ll know I’m not holding a grudge.” I kidded him.

Richie laughed, looking right at me. I didn’t even so much as smile. I think it kind of scared the hell out of him for a moment. I finally smiled to let him know I was just kidding him.  “Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”

Richie and I started adlibbing some dialogue. I was supposed to be some rich socialite bitch with an attitude. Richie was my paid escort. We said about a dozen lines or so before Richie pulled me hard to him. We kissed passionately, our lips chewing on each other’s. Richie put his hand on my neck pushing me against the back of the seat. His hand brushed across the front of my dress, pushing it down to expose my breasts. The dress was too tight for him to push it down enough but he kept trying. 

“Stop!” Carl shouted. “This ain’t gonna work! Jackie! Jackie let‘s try another dress.” 

“Carl, why don’t I just unzip the back of the dress enough to allow Richie to push the front down?”

“Yeah, hell that’ll work.” He shouted. “Let’s try that.”

Richie unzipped the dress about a third of the way down. We were ready to give it a try.

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”

Richie picked up where we left off. This time Richie got my dress down enough to expose my bra. His hands fondled my breasts through the lacy material of the bra for several minutes. The bra made my beasts look bigger than they really are. Richie had me breathing hard. I wasn’t acting either. My tongue slipped deep inside Richie’s mouth. I tried exaggerating the tongue-to-tongue action for the camera. I was moaning constantly.

Richie put his hand on my leg, along the slit of the dress. He brushed back the dress exposing my bright red panties. I felt his hand sliding up between my legs, prying them apart. I relaxed my legs letting him spread them apart. Richie worked his fingers over my pussy, through the material of my panties. He was deliberately teasing me, forcing his finger hard against my slit. I was moaning louder. Richie kept rubbing me harder and harder. I lifted my ass of the leather seat but he forced me back down. 

“Stop!” Carl shouted.

Carl had me slip the dress off. I handed it to Jackie so she could take care of it. Richie and I were ready to continue with the scene.

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”

Richie and I started kissing again. His hand unhooked the front clasp on my bra and it popped open. He pushed the cups back. My nipples were already hard. Richie gently pulled on my nipples making them harder. He kissed my breasts and sucked on each nipple. I had a slight orgasm. My body jerked suddenly. Richie held me till it quickly subsided. He continued working my breasts with his mouth. I felt his hand brushing across my tummy and over the lacy panties. I put my head back against the seat. My mouth gaped open, emitting a low moan. Richie’s hand slipped inside my panties and between my legs. His fingers rubbed hard against the wet lips of my pussy. I felt myself tensing as another orgasm started building deep inside me.

Richie pulled my panties off, tossing them on the back ledge of the limo. He spread my legs, propping my left leg on the left doorsill. 

“Stop!” Carl shouted.

Carl had Richie step out of the limo and take off all of his clothes. I sat there with my legs all spread out! Richie got back in the car and positioned himself kneeling between my legs.

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”

Richie started licking all over my pussy, exaggerating the action. I gently put my hands on the top of his head, just resting them there. The more Richie licked my pussy, the harder I gripped his head. When his tongue worked my clit, I had a firm grip on him. I couldn’t hold back my orgasm.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh……….Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhh” I moaned out.

Richie kept his mouth on my pussy till I recovered from the orgasm.

“Stop!” Carl shouted. 

Carl instructed Richie to sit in the seat and for me to suck his cock. I looked at Richie and gnashed my teeth at him. He grinned, knowing I was still kidding.

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”

I held Richie’s hard cock in my hand and started working my tongue up and down the shaft. I swirled my tongue all over the mushroom shaped head before slipping it in my mouth. I fluttered my tongue against the head. Richie’s body jerked and his legs tensed. I sucked down hard on his cock, bobbing my head up and down for a minute or two. Richie almost came so I stopped and licked his shaft. I put alot of saliva on it so it would be well lubricated.

“Stop!” Carl shouted.

Carl had Richie move to the center of the seat so I could straddle him. I got on top of Richie, facing him, my pussy just inches above his cock. Richie held his hard cock in his hand.

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”

Jackie slipped a little lubricant inside my pussy. I lowered myself down on Richie’s rigid cock in one long, slow motion. I felt his hot dick filling my soaked pussy. I fucked up and down on his cock, increasing the tempo gradually. Richie kissed my breasts. I looked down at him and grinned. My back was to the camera so no one could see me grinning. I fucked Richie’s cock for several minutes.

“Stop!” Carl shouted.

I eased up, eventually stopping my fucking motions. Carl instructed me to get into the doggie-style position. I knelt on the seat with my hands on the top of the seat to support me. Richie got behind me, grasping my waist firmly with his strong hands. 

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”

Richie slid his hard cock into me with one stroke. He started fucking me slowly with long, deep strokes. I felt an awesome orgasm building. Richie sensed it too. He pumped his cock into me faster and harder. His pelvis was slamming against my ass. I held off till I felt Richie’s tempo change. I let the orgasm overtake my body.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…….Grrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” I screamed out.

Richie pulled his cock out of me, shooting his thick, hot load up my back. My body quivered. I turned around, facing the camera. I was biting my lower lip so hard it hurt. My orgasm slowly waned. The camera was still rolling. Richie held my waist tight.

“Stop!” Carl shouted.

Both back doors of the limo opened up at the same time. Jackie climbed in and wiped Richie’s cum off my back. She shoved a towel between my legs so I wouldn’t drip all over the leather upholstery and carpeting. Jackie handed another towel to Richie. He was perspiring profusely, his sweat dripping on my ass. The cool air from the outside felt great against our overheated bodies. 

We both got out of the limo. The camera operator got out last. His shirt was ringing wet. We should have had the limo running so we could have had the air conditioning going.

Richie and I headed for the showers. I noticed the truck driver and his girlfriend standing behind Carl. They must have been looking over his shoulder at the monitor. I hoped they liked the show! Richie and I showered together. He soaped me all over and I soaped him. The warm water spraying from the shower was refreshing. We toweled ourselves off. Richie kissed me just before we exited the bathroom. His kiss took me by surprise. 

I saw Jackie standing in her cubicle. She fixed my hair and redid my make-up. We talked while she made the “repairs”. I told her about Carl wanting me to perform a threesome scene with the driver’s girlfriend. She agreed with me. It wasn’t going to go smoothly, if it went off at all!

“I’d get rid of that creepy boyfriend!” Jackie exclaimed. “He’s bad news!”

Carl came into the cubicle to let us know everyone was breaking for lunch. I told him we needed to talk about the threesome he wanted to shoot. Carl didn’t want to discuss it. He tried to blow me off.

“Hey! I’m not doing this scene!” I boldly stated. “No discussion, no scene!”

Carl took a chair across from me. Jackie was still working on my hair. I reminded him that in most one guy, two girl scenes, both girls get fucked by the guy. How was he going to pull off a scene where the guy didn’t even touch one of the girls? It would be a bullshit scene. 

“Well. The guy doesn’t want anyone touching her unless it’s another girl.” He stated. “I’m not paying her much so I don’t expect to get much in return.”

“How much are you paying her?” I asked. 

“Just $50.” Carl muttered low. “I’m more interested in the truck. I’m just stuck with the girl.”

“Why don’t you take that guy, Jed to lunch with you? Doesn’t look like he’s been eating all that well lately.” I suggested. “Jackie and I’ll take Amber to lunch with us.”

“What are you getting at?” Carl inquired. “You got a plan or something?”

“Let me talk to her.” I said. “If I can get her away from her boyfriend, maybe I can talk her into doing something with the guy. But…………..it’ll cost you more than a mere $50. 

“Here we go again!” Carl exclaimed. “How much is it going to cost me this time?”

“$200!” I quickly replied. “No negotiations! The only alternative would be to give the girl $50 to stay out of the way and just do a straight hetero scene with me and the guy.” 

Carl grinned and agreed it was worth a try. He’d go over and ask Jed to go with him and the guys. I told him to send the girl, Amber over to my cubicle. 

A few minutes later, Amber entered Jackie’s cubicle. Jackie was misting a little hair spray on my hair. She stood off to the side watching us. Amber still appeared a little nervous. I introduced Amber to Jackie to break the ice. 

“How about the three of us go somewhere for lunch?” I asked. “Maybe pizza. My treat.”

Amber quickly smiled at my offer. She thought it sounded like a great idea. Amber looked like she was starved. She followed me over to my cubicle. I noticed her checking me out. I was still naked. I dressed quickly and the three of us headed out for lunch. We ended up at a nice little pizza restaurant up on the strip, not far from J.R.’s. We grabbed a corner booth so we could have some privacy while we talked. I sat across from Amber in the booth.

“So, how long have you and your boyfriend been on the road?” I casually asked Amber.

“Jed! Oh, he’s not my boyfriend. He’s just a friend of my brother’s.” Amber stated.

“Oh! So you’re just traveling with him?” I inquired. “Kind of keeping him company.”

“Well, I’m looking for a job.” She replied. “Down in Dumas, Arkansas there ain’t any jobs. Everything’s closing down and moving to Mexico. I ain‘t worked long enough to draw unemployment.”

I could tell the girl was desperate for money. She really needed the $50 she was going to get from Carl for doing the threesome scene. I felt so sorry for Amber. I could picture myself, just a couple of weeks ago, looking at the same scenario. Amber could really use $200.   

The waitress served the pizza. Amber ate like she hadn’t seen real food in several days. Jackie noticed it too. I decided to press on with my questions, winking at Jackie, in case I needed help.




Never Enough Ch. 03



“What are you planning to do with the money you’ll make this afternoon? I asked.

“Oh, I’ll give most of it to Jed for fuel for the truck.” She replied. “We need to stay ahead of the repo guys.”

Her reply upset me. Jed was just using her and she wasn’t smart enough to realize it. He probably didn’t want her to catch on. That’s why he didn’t want her doing anything with another guy. I had to ask the next question.

“If it weren’t for your friend, Jed.” I asked. “Would you object to having sex with the guy in the scene?”

“You mean with that guy you were with this morning?” Amber responded. “He was quite good-looking!”

“No, not with him!” I answered. “Richie’s done for the day. It’ll be with someone else just as good looking.”

“I wouldn’t care.” Amber said. “Would it be for more money?”

“Yes. $200 instead of just $50.” I quickly replied.

“Really! OK, I’ll do it!” Amber swiftly answered. “I’ll tell Jed I really want to do it. He won’t care.”

Jackie grinned at Amber’s statement. I hoped Jed wouldn’t put up a fuss. If they weren’t involved in a relationship, he might agree to it. We finished eating the pizza. Amber didn’t leave anything for leftovers. We drove back to the studio to get ready to do the threesome scene. Amber seemed to have really calmed down. She wasn’t fidgeting like she had been earlier.

Jackie rang the service bell at the front door. Carl answered the door, holding it open for the three of us. I entered last so Carl and I could lag behind Amber and Jackie. I gave him a wink that caused him to smile.

“How’d it go with the girl?” He whispered. “Any luck?”

“Get ready to spend that $200.” I quipped. “Just got to get past that Jed guy is all.”

We entered the shooting area. Jed was sitting on the running board of the truck. Carl and I walked on both sides of Amber as we approached him. He stood up, as we got closer.

“Jed, I got a chance to make $200 instead of just $50.” Amber stated. “I want the money so I’m going to have sex with the guy too.”

“Amber, you don’t have to if you don’t want too!” Jed exclaimed. “But I could damn sure use that $200.”

I felt like slapping the guy. He’d plainly stated he thought he was going to get all her money, not just part of it. I don’t think Amber caught his remark that clearly. The guy was a total ass.    

I needed to get her away from Jed before he made any more remarks. I suggested Amber grab a shower and then come over to Jackie’s cubicle for hair and make-up. I showed her to the shower in the bathroom. I took her clothes when she got undressed. She had a really tight body, shapely legs a cute little ass. I guessed her breasts were a 34C. I carried her clothes to my cubicle and set them in a chair. Amber entered the cubicle with a towel wrapped around her. It barely covered her. Jackie motioned for her to get in the chair so she could get her prepped. She slipped the towel off and got up in the chair.

Carl had Jed move the truck to the center of the building so he could start setting up all the equipment. The big truck’s engine resounded off the concrete block walls of the building. One of the techs had to open the overhead door to vent out the diesel fumes.

Jackie worked on Amber for twenty minutes. When Jackie put some shave cream on Amber’s pussy, she almost jumped out of the chair. Jackie trimmed her pubic hair into a little v-shape. Amber’s hands gripped the chair tightly during the whole thing. It was all I could do to keep from laughing. The end results were well worth the time spent. She looked cute, yet still innocent. It was the look Carl wanted for the scene. Jackie had her look at herself in the mirror. She grinned from ear to ear when she saw how great she looked. 

Jackie gave her a sexy bra and panty outfit to put on. Amber put her jeans and checked blouse on over them. She was supposed to look like a hitchhiker in the scene. She looked perfect for the part.

She sat down while Jackie touched up my hair and make-up. Amber followed me to my cubicle while I got dressed similar to her. We were ready to do the scene. All we had to do was wait while the techs finished up. Jackie followed us over to the truck with an armload of fresh towels. We sat down on some chairs over by the monitor. We could watch the camera operator inside the truck as he moved around to get different angles. Amber didn’t seem too nervous although her palms were sweating a little. 

Carl came over to see how we looked and if we were set to go. I lit up a cigarette, offering one to Amber. She smoked a cigarette with me. I think it helped calm her down. Carl motioned for Kent to come over and join us. Kent was going to be the guy doing the scene with us. He was about 5’10” and very handsome. Kent had an athletic build and short brown hair. He was probably close to 28 or 29, maybe 30. Carl introduced Kent to us. Amber seemed to like him. At least, she thought he was cute. Kent sat on the table next to the monitor and talked about doing the scene with us. We hadn’t been prompted yet on how the scene was to progress. I had a pretty good idea but it was Carl’s show, not mine.

Jed was standing over by the sound technicians to see what they were doing. I hoped he’d keep his butt over there while we shot the scene. He was probably counting all the money Amber was going to make for him along with the rental on his truck. 

Carl came back over and prompted us on the scene progression. Kent and I would do the dialogue. Amber didn’t have to say anything. Kent and I got in the cab of the truck. Kent was behind the wheel. I was surprised at how high up we sat. The camera operator stood on the running board at my side of the truck. The camera was practically right in my face. Amber sat on a cooler between and just behind our seats. I prompted her not to look at the camera, just focus on Kent or myself. She nodded her head, acknowledging my instructions.  

Just when I thought we were ready to shoot, one of the sound techs shouted he’d lost the audio. We sat waiting in the truck a little longer. Carl was sitting at the monitor. Jed was still over with the sound guys. Kent struck up a conversation with Amber. I think he just liked to hear her southern draw and down to earth personality. 

I saw Jack approaching from the distance. Barbara wasn’t with him. He waved when he saw me sitting in the truck. It was almost 2:00. I was surprised Jack wasn’t already at the club seeing it was our busiest day. I looked over at the sound techs. They were changing out the equipment with a back-up unit. It would be at least fifteen more minutes, if not more. The camera operator stepped off the running board. I stepped down out of the truck and walked over to Carl and Jack.

“Hey Hon!” Jack asked. “Who’s the little princess in there with you and Kent?”

“Her name’s Amber.” I replied. “She’s just picking up some extra money for the truck driver.”

“She work at one of the clubs?” Jack inquired.

“No, she’s not a dancer.” I answered. “She’s just passing through town.”

The sound techs let us know they were ready. I climbed back into the truck and we did a quick sound check. Everything was finally ready. The camera operator jumped back up on the running board and got everything focused in. It would be wide shot with all three of us in the frame.

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”

Kent and I spoke our lines. Amber stayed focused on whichever one of us was speaking. She didn’t look at the camera operator. We got through the dialogue without any problems.

“Stop!” Carl shouted.

Carl instructed us to get into the truck’s sleeper compartment. With the three of us and the camera operator, it was crowded. Amber lay on the bed on her back. I stretched out next to her on my side. Kent stood off to one side, out of the picture. The camera operator got into position and focused on us. 

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”

I put my left hand on Amber’s tummy and leaned down to kiss her. We kissed softly at first, then more passionately. Amber’s lips responded to mine. She put her left hand on my shoulder, her right hand at her side. I reached up and unbuttoned her blouse, pulling it out of her jeans when I got the last button undone. I pushed her blouse open, exposing her sexy bra. I pulled my lips from Amber’s. Her eyes looked down as my hand reached up to cup her breasts. She flinched a little but not enough to stop the cameras. I undid the front clasp on her bra, allowing it to spring apart. Amber’s breasts were firm with puffy nipples. I gently massaged her breasts while I kissed her nipples. I swirled my tongue all around the nipples before sucking on them. Amber gasped aloud, her left hand firmly gripping my shoulder. Amber brought her right hand up, almost blocking the camera. I quickly pushed it back down to the bed.

“Stop!” Carl shouted.

“What! What’s wrong?” Amber asked, a look of confusion on her face.

“Nothing.” I replied. “Just time to change positions or something. There‘s no problem.”

“Damn! Just when we were doing good, too!” Amber exclaimed.

Carl directed me to strip down to my underwear and for Kent to get completely undressed. Amber was to slip off her blouse and bra. Amber’s eyes bugged when she saw Kent naked. She grinned at him like he was a big, juicy steak! 

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!” 

I unsnapped Amber’s jeans and pulled the zipper down. Amber arched her back enough for me to pull her jeans off. I ran my hand slowly up between her legs. She spread them just enough for me to get my hand between her legs. I rubbed her pussy mound then slid my hand down. Amber’s panties were already soaked. I pulled them to one side, exposing her pussy and light blond pubic hair.   

I kissed her pussy, slipping my tongue between the folds. Amber’s body jerked then tensed as I licked her pussy up and down slowly. I flicked my tongue on her clit and she came instantaneously. 

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Amber moaned aloud. “Hmmmmmmmmmm”

I slipped her panties down her legs and tossed them on the floor. The camera was focused on Amber’s blond pubic hair. She was looking up at me. I grasped her ankles and spread her legs apart farther. I ran my tongue up her leg from her ankle to her juicy little pussy. Amber’s body started quivering. I slipped two fingers inside her pussy and fucked in and out slowly. Amber’s butt lifted up off the bed a few inches. I kept fingering her pussy, wiggling my fingers.

“Stop!” Carl shouted.

I pulled my fingers from Amber’s pussy. Amber relaxed and laid back. Carl had me take off my panties and bra and get into the sixty-nine position over Amber. I didn’t know if Amber was ready to do anything or not. I didn’t think to ask her if she’d ever been with another woman before but I kind of suspected she had.

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”  

I licked Amber’s pussy, the camera focused on my face. I felt Amber’s tongue licking my pussy all over. I put my fingers on both sides of Amber’s clit, sliding my fingers up and down. Amber had a firm grasp on my legs. I rose to a standing position over Amber. I spread Amber’s legs wide and held them apart.

“Stop!” Carl shouted. 

Jackie got inside the sleeper compartment with us. Now there were five people in the already crowded space. Jackie applied some lubricant to Amber’s already spread pussy. Kent put on a condom.

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”  

Kent positioned himself between Amber’s legs. He slipped the bulbous head of his cock into her pussy, then pushed in slowly and gently. I looked down at Amber. She was gritting her teeth as Kent’s thick cock stretched her tight pussy. Kent worked his cock in and out slowly till Amber adjusted to its size. Amber was really getting into it. I lowered her legs to Kent’s shoulders and let the two of them go at it. Amber was going crazy as Kent fucked her harder and faster. She came in a few minutes.

“Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” She screamed. “Fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Kent slammed his cock into her till his body started giving out. He slowed down the pace to keep from coming too soon.

“Stop!” Carl shouted.

He instructed Amber to change positions on the bed and for me to get into the sixty-nine position over her again. Kent took off the condom and dropped it to the floor. Jack applied a little lubricant to the head of Kent’s cock and he slipped it just inside my pussy.

“Actors Ready!” He commanded. “Cameras and sound roll!”  

Kent fucked his thick, hard cock into me for several minutes and then pulled it out and bent down aiming it right at Amber’s face. He shot his thick load all over her face. He squeezed his cock till he emptied his load all over her.

“Stop!” Carl shouted.

I slowly climbed off Amber. Kent was leaning back against the wall of the sleeper compartment. Jackie crowded in, tossing a towel to Kent and one to me. She knelt down and wiped Amber’s face off. It had been one hell of a scene. Everyone was covered in perspiration. I looked at the camera operator. His shirt was completely darkened with sweat.   

We all climbed down slowly from the truck. The cool air gradually refreshed us. Amber was a little shaky on her feet. Kent and I held onto her arms to support and steady her. Carl brought over a chair so she could sit down. I think the combination of the heat and the hot sex got to her. I looked over at Jed. He was busy chatting with one of the sound technicians. He didn’t even care enough to come over and see if Amber was alright or not. It really pissed me off. 

Amber drank a bottle of water, which seemed to help. After a few minutes, she managed to get to her feet and walk to the bathroom. Jackie and I got her in the shower. I adjusted the water till it was lukewarm. Amber managed to dry herself off without our help. Jackie gave me a concerned look and motioned me out into the hallway.

“You can’t let that girl get back in that truck and leave.” She stated. “We should do something.”

I felt the same way but I wasn’t sure what I could or should do. I was trying to think of something. I knew time was running out. I walked back to my cubicle. Jackie was right behind me. I slipped on my panties and bra. Jackie got me a robe from her cubicle. We watched Jed and Carl heading for his office. I called out to Carl to come over to us. Amber came out of the bathroom. I asked Jackie to stall her while Carl and I talked. Jackie told Amber to stop in at her cubicle so she could make some “repairs”. 

Carl approached me. He could see I had something on my mind. 

“Amber alright, Hon?” Carl asked.

“Yeah, sort of.” I replied. “I don’t think we should let Amber leave with this asshole! He‘s just using her to help himself get by”

“What are you getting at?” He asked. “If you’ve got something on your mind, let’s hear it. The guy’s in some kind of damn hurry.”

“Do you think you could use her for more videos?” I muttered. “She can do the work.”

“My terms or yours?” He quipped. “I’m not going to fuck around!”

“Your terms except no exclusiveness as to who she works for.” I answered quickly. “That’s all I’m asking for.”

Carl reluctantly agreed. I hadn’t talked to Amber about it yet. She might not want the work. She might even want to leave with this guy. I wasn’t sure.

“Hey! Why don’t you call Jack?” Carl inquired. “Maybe she could get a job dancing. She’s definitely got the body!”

I hadn’t thought about that but Jack had made a remark about her. I got out my cell phone to make the call. Jackie came out of her cubicle. I looked at the clock. It was almost 4:00. I had two hours before I had to be at the club.

“Hey!” Jackie exclaimed. “I’m running out of things to keep her stalled.”

Jack answered the phone. I hurriedly explained the situation to him and what I hoped to do. It was hard for Jack to hear over the music. He said he’d run down to the storeroom, where it was quieter and call me right back. 

Carl and Jed were in the office. I could see Carl was paying for the rental on the truck. I hoped he hadn’t paid him for Amber’s time. Amber came out of the cubicle, walking towards me.

“We’d better be going now.” She stated, putting her hand out to shake mine. “I really had a good time working with everyone.”

I shook her hand but didn’t release it right away. I was hoping my cell phone would ring.    

“Have you ever done any dancing?” I asked her. “Like topless dancing on stage.”

“You mean like in those nightclubs and stuff?” She replied. “Nah, I never have. We ain‘t got none of those down in Dumas!”

“Would you be interested in working as a topless dancer?” I asked. 

“You can still do these videos too, if you want.” I added.

I knew I was sticking my neck out by mentioning the job without discussing it with Jack first. I looked over at Jackie standing in the doorway of her cubicle. She gave me a motion like what was going on. I shrugged my shoulders at her. I didn’t want Amber to just make porno movies for a living. It was too short lived a career. Of course, dancing was too!

“I could do it! I bet the money’s probably good and all!” Amber responded.

“You think I could get a job dancing?” She asked. “You know somebody?” 

Carl and Jed had exited the office. Jed was hurriedly walking towards the truck, counting his money.

“Let’s go Amber!” Jed ordered. “Got to get back on the road!”

Time had run out! I looked at Amber, knowing she was just Jed’s dupe.

“Amber’s staying here with me!” I shouted at Jed. “She not going with you!”

The whole crew was looking at us. I hoped someone would come to our aid if Jedadiah started trouble. Carl came over to where we were standing. 

Jed stopped dead in his tracks. He turned and looked around at everyone staring at us.

“I got to get my stuff out of the truck.” Amber mumbled. 

Carl and I walked with Amber towards the truck. She opened a compartment on the side of the sleeper and pulled out a tattered old suitcase. Amber and I stepped away from the truck.  

“Someone get the overhead door!” Carl shouted.

Jed climbed up into the truck and backed it out. He never said so much as “good-bye” to Amber.



Never Enough Ch. 04



Amber and I walked into Carl's office to get our money. I made $800 for the day, money I'd be putting to good use later on. Carl gave Amber $200 even though I knew he'd already given Jed her money. He wouldn't have left so easy without the money Amber had made for him. I always felt Carl had a soft spot in his heart for someone who really was in need of help.

My cell phone rang; it was Jack finally getting back with me. I told him what had happened and that I'd stuck my neck out. I could hear him trying to muffle his laughter over the phone. 

"Sure, I'll give her a job as a dancer." He stated. "We can always use more girls."

Amber picked up her tattered old suitcase and we left the studio. We had time to drive back to my apartment and still make it to work on time. I gave Amber a quick tour of my apartment and showed her where she could put what few things she had. I picked out a couple of thongs she could wear and a pair of black high-heels that were too small for me. She wanted to pay me for them but I told her to wait and see how the dancing job worked out first. We left the apartment a little early so we could stop and grab a sandwich before going to work. 

Once we got to the club, I introduced Amber to Jack and Barbara. They both loved her southern accent. Jack escorted her up to his office to get all the employment forms filled out. I changed clothes in the dressing room, putting on my new white mid-thigh boots and white panties. The bar was starting to fill up fast, typical for a Friday night. Marcus was bringing out beer by the cartload just to keep up. I was running figures in my head, trying to tally up how much money Jack and Barbara were making.

Amber came back down to the bar. I showed her how to access the dressing room so she could change. She came back shortly, wearing a black thong and the high-heels. Needless to say, she drew a lot of attention from the patrons. Amber had the body, the personality and the willingness to work. I knew she'd make it alright but I still wanted to keep an eye on her. She was much too naïve and gullible. Amber could easily fall for some guy's line, especially Carl's.

Carl came into the bar around 10:00. There were only a few seats open at the bar. I didn't have but a few minutes to talk with him. He really wanted to talk with Amber. I reminded him about the verbal agreement we'd made concerning Amber working for him. I didn't want him having exclusive rights to whom she worked for. I was making plans of my own for Amber and it damn sure didn't involve him. 

Amber was making "tuck tips" like crazy. Tuck tips are tips patrons give the girls for letting them tuck paper money in their g-strings and thongs. It gives them a chance to sneak a peak at what the girls are barely covering up. I hoped she wouldn't let all this newfound money go to her head. 

Shortly after 1:00 am, I could see Amber's energy running down. She came over to the bar and sat down on one of the vacant barstools. I knew she had to be as tired as I was.

"Two more hours and we'll get out of here!" I exclaimed.

"I'm pooped!" She exclaimed in her southern accent. "I think I could go to sleep standing up!"

Amber and I left the club shortly after 3:00 am. Marcus, Barbara and Jack remained to close and secure the nightclub. Amber was asleep by the time I got on the bypass to head for home. I had a hard time waking her when we got to my apartment. She would have slept in the car if I had let her.

Amber chose to sleep on the couch, not wanting to intrude by sleeping in my bed. That was fine with me. I'm used to sleeping alone. It would be hard sharing my bed with another person. It was almost 10:00 am when I woke up. I checked on Amber. She was still sound asleep on the couch. I put on some coffee and grabbed a shower while it brewed. Amber was still asleep when I got dressed and went back to the kitchen. I thought I'd just let her sleep. I could use the quietness of the apartment to do a little planning. I logged onto the internet with my laptop and did a little investigating. The coffee and cigarettes were all I wanted right now. I'd wait and eat when Amber woke up.

It was close to noon before I heard Amber stirring. She slowly rose to a sitting position on the couch, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She smiled when she saw me sitting at the dining room table. I shut down my laptop. It wasn't that I wanted to keep any secrets from her. I just didn't want to go into details about any of my plans.

Amber took a shower while I fixed us breakfast. She ate like she was starved, choking her food down. I had to put my hand on her arm to get her to slow down. After we cleaned up the kitchen, Amber counted her tuck tips. She'd made over $150 her first night on-stage. She kept counting the money over and over.

"What are you going to do with all your money?" I asked.

"I'm going to pay you for the shoes and underwear first." Amber answered. "If you'll let me stay here with you, I'd be more than happy to pay half of everything."

"I guess it would be a good idea to open up a savings account, wouldn't it?" She added. "I ain't never had a savings account."

"Well, you might want to use a little of that money to do some shopping." I suggested.

She didn't have much clothing, a couple pairs of jeans, a few t-shirts and underwear was all she had. I suggested we hit the discount stores and see what kind of bargains we could find. She was like a kid in a candy store, but she was hesitant about spending her money. We did buy a few things to get her started. We could always go shopping again when she made more money. 

I wanted to talk with Amber about making the porno movies. I also wanted to warn her about Carl. Carl was basically a good person but I didn't particularly care for the way he did business. I asked Amber not to sign any contract unless I read it over first. It was for her own benefit. She didn't hesitate to agree with me. She knew that people would take advantage of her if they thought they could get away with it. I told her we'd cut a deal with Carl Monday morning. I didn't mention the difference in money each of us would be making. 

Saturday night at J.R.'s was busier than usual. We had a lot of couples come into the club. Amber sat with a few of them, sipping a soft drink. I had a feeling they were either swingers or couples looking for a threesome. Amber and I went out for breakfast with some of the other dancers after the club closed. It was almost 5:00 Sunday morning before we got back to the apartment. We both slept till noon. We didn't do much Sunday afternoon, watched some auto racing on television and did some laundry. Amber was big into auto racing, especially NASCAR.

ONE YEAR LATER.....

A whole year had passed. I was still working at J.R.'s. Working as a topless bartender was getting old. I was still making good money, mostly from tips, so I couldn't really complain. During the past year I'd done so many porno scenes and movies, I'd lost count. The one thing I could count was my money. I'd also made some successful investments in the stock and money markets and it had paid off. 

Amber was still sharing my apartment with me, paying half the expenses. She was still pinching her pennies, accounting for every dollar she had. Amber was still doing the porno movies like me. She was putting everything into certificates of deposit, opting for security over risk. At least she wasn't out buying expensive cars and houses. 

Andrea was constantly bitching about Carl not using her as much as he used to in the porno movies. She was having to work more nights at the club just to make her house and car payments. I guess she figured she could make movies well into her 40's. I wondered what she was going to do when she got too old to dance at the club! Her predicament wasn't my problem but I worried about her anyway. 

Fawn was holding her own, dancing at the club several nights a week and doing a few porno movies occasionally. She also had a loving husband with a good job to fall back on. She was handling her money and her life appropriately. I wasn't too concerned about her. She had her head on straight.

It was one of our typical Saturday nights at the club, busier than hell. There were quite a few couples in the crowd. Amber was sitting at a table, chatting with an attractive couple in their mid-thirties. I noticed them looking my way several times during their conversation. Amber left them when it was her turn on stage. She did her short stint and came over to the bar.

"See that couple over there at the table?" She asked. "The couple I was talking with."

"Yea, I noticed them." I replied. "Nice looking couple."

"Well, they've seen quite a few of your movies." She stated. "They'd like to talk with you."

"I can't get away right now." I said. "Maybe if things slow down later on."

"Go ahead, Jennifer." Barbara chimed in. "Marcus can fill in. You need a break anyway."

I lit up a cigarette and proceeded towards the couple's table. They both smiled as I approached them.

"Hi! I'm Jennifer." I greeted them. "Amber said you wanted to talk with me."

"Yes, we certainly do!" The lady replied excitedly. "We've seen about all of your movies."

"Well, thank you." I stated. "I'm flattered."

"I'm Scott and this is my wife, Melissa." The guy introduced himself and his wife. We casually shook hands.

"We'd like to talk with you about the movie business if you've got time?" Scott stated.

"I've got a little time." I replied. "But I think you're probably talking to the wrong person."

Scott and Melissa had played around making their own little porno movie together. They wanted to see about getting into the business, but not as actors. They'd recognized me and thought I might be able to give them some insight into the business end. It was hard for us to talk with the loud music blaring from the speakers. I was still stuffing cotton in my ears so that didn't help either. I didn't want to shout, not wanting to be overheard by some of the other customers. I motioned to the short hallway back to the rear service entrance where we could talk a little more privately.

They followed me into the hallway. The music wasn't quite as loud in the hallway and we had more privacy. 

"To what extent are you two wanting to get involved in the porno movie business?" I asked. 

"We don't want to be in front of the cameras at all!" Scott informed me. "We're looking at getting into the business end, maybe as producers or owners. Something along that line."

"Both of us would have to be discreet." Melissa added. "We wouldn't want our families or friends to ever find out."

"Do you realize how much it would cost to get set up in the movie business?" I asked. "And all that would be involved."

"No, we're both in the dark." Scott replied. "That's why we're still doing a little investigating."

I thought for a minute before saying anything more. I didn't want to divulge any of my plans to them without carefully thinking it over. I'd worked this past year doing my own legwork. Why should I share my information with them? 

"I'd like to carry this conversation further but I've really got to get back to work." I stated. "Is there someway I can get in touch with you?" 

Scott and Melissa seemed pleased with my answer and understood we were busy. Scott handed me a business card with their home phone number on it. I told them I'd get back with them sometime the following week and try to set up a meeting. 

I mulled over the idea of setting up a meeting with the couple for most of the following week. I really hadn't thought about any business partners. I wanted my own movie business operation. It could take me another year to realize it financially. If they had the money to invest, I could start immediately. I might even be able to get them to agree to most, if not all the financial support. It wouldn't hurt to set up a meeting and see where they stood on the idea.

I called the phone number early Friday afternoon. Melissa answered the phone. I asked her if she was free to talk, not knowing who might be there with her. She was very anxious to talk. I asked her if the three of us could meet sometime around noon on Sunday. Melissa said it would be a good time for them so we set up the meeting. Their home address was listed on their card. They lived on a reservoir, northeast of the city. It was a very expensive neighborhood to say the least, million dollar plus homes. I left the apartment early enough Sunday so I wouldn't be late for the meeting with Scott and Melissa. I wore my best beige business suit to give myself a professional look. The homes along the reservoir are gorgeous. I found my way to Edgewater Drive and slowed till I found the address on the business card. I pulled through the wrought iron gates, driving slowly towards the front of the house. 

I rang the doorbell and Scott answered the door. Scott was about 5'10", average build but very handsome. He was well-g roomed and clean-shaven. He was dressed in Dockers and a polo shirt. Melissa stood right behind him. She was just a little shorter than Scott, maybe 5'8" or 5'9". She had a great figure. Her dark brown shoulder length hair accentuated her deep green eyes. She was wearing black leather slacks and a white dress blouse trimmed in black lace.

We shook hands in the large foyer before entering the living area. Their home was exquisite. Scott and Melissa sat together on the couch. I sat down across from them putting my purse and attaché at my feet. I came prepared. I felt it best to start with the "pro" information first, then follow up with the "con" information if they were still interested. I handed them some printouts I'd run earlier that morning.

"I've been running some updated figures on gross profits versus expenses." I stated. "I've kept the profit numbers on the low-end so you can see a minimum return on investment."

I allowed Scott and Melissa plenty of time to read over the figures. I could see big smiles forming on both their faces. They asked several questions, mostly about gross profits and overall expenses. It would be hard to predict the high-end numbers but I threw out a figure that I felt was conservative. They could only see dollar signs. I reminded them that with any business venture, there were always risks involved. I'm sure they realized that. I just wanted to remind them not to forget about the negative side of the business.

"What about getting set up?" Scott asked. "What kind of investment would we have to make to get started?"

I handed them a list of necessary equipment along with current purchase prices. The camera operators and audio techs had been very helpful, giving me the information I asked for. Digital technology had greatly improved and the costs had decreased considerably. 

"You'll also need to consider other initial expenses, furnishings, props and a site location." I added. "We could probably lease a building that would suit your needs. We'd also want to consider individual residences. I know of one home in Carmel that we could rent by the day."

Scott and Melissa were still very interested in my business proposal. I think they'd actually become more interested after seeing the numbers. I didn't want to divulge any more information than I had to about distributors, retail sales and media processors. I wanted to keep if for leverage if the three of us struck a business deal. I had to keep the upper hand. 

"Melissa and I would like to think it over a little before deciding." Scott stated. "If we do decide to proceed forward, what kind of partnership are we talking about?"

"If you cover the initial investment, I'm willing to go 60-40." I stated. "If I cover half the initial investment, I want 75-25. Either way, I want full run of the operations."

Scott and Melissa looked at each other trying to decide which would be best for them. I was hoping they'd go the 60-40. I'd own 60 percent of the business without risking any of my own money. It would also pay off better for them, once the initial investment was regained. I didn't want them to answer right away. They needed to think it over carefully. "I think it would be best for everyone if you thought it over for awhile." I suggested. "This is not something you want to just jump into." 

"If you have full run of the operations, does that mean you'll also take care of hiring the actors and actresses?" Melissa asked. "And what about all the other people you'll need?"

"I'd have full authority to take care of everything, including personnel." I boldly stated. "You won't have to be anymore involved than you want to be." 

I knew they wanted to stay as far in the background as possible, yet still rake in their share of the profits. It was the way I wanted it too.

"Ok!" Scott said. "Melissa and I will think it over and get back with you. Do you have a phone number where we can reach you?"

I gave them my cell phone number and email address so they could contact me. I also told them I was at the club every evening but Tuesdays.

"Well, how about a drink?" Scott offered. "My throats dry from all this talking!"

I gladly took them up on their offer. We walked down to a bar in their lower level family room. Scott stood behind the bar while Melissa and I sat on the other side. 

"Is it difficult having sex with all those cameras pointed at you?" Scott asked. "And all those people standing around?"

"Not for me it isn't." I replied. "I stay focused on my partner. I put everything else out of my mind and not let myself get distracted."

"I'm sure it's harder on the guys." I added. "It's got to be more difficult for the guys."

"Does it bother you being with another woman?" Melissa asked. "Is it as different as they say it is?"

"It doesn't bother me." I replied. "My first time on camera I was a little nervous but after that I got used to it. Yes, it's quite different with another woman than with a guy."

"What about all the moaning and groaning?" Scott asked. "How much of it's fake and how much of it's real?

"I don't usually have to fake the moaning." I said, laughing. "For me, it just comes naturally. Guess I'm a little hyper-sexed."

"Do you ever get emotionally involved with any of the actors or actresses?" Melissa asked. 

"Well, we're all pretty friendly but that's about as far as it goes." I replied. "At least for me it is. I'm sure there's always a chance a sexual relationship could develop."

"Do you have any favorite guys you like to have sex with?" Melissa asked.

"Oh, I like working with Chris, Rick, Darren and Richie." I answered, grinning. "I guess they're my favorite guys. Amber and Fawn are my two favorite girls."

"I wouldn't mind fucking that Chris guy once or twice!" Melissa exclaimed. "He so fucking hot!"

"Well, I could arrange that if you'd like!" I exclaimed, laughing.

Scott and Melissa laughed at my remark. I kind of wondered if Melissa might actually have meant it though. 

"Well, Scott and I aren't into the open-marriage thing!" Melissa said, smiling.

"I take it you two have never been with anyone else then." I quipped.

"Well...we've talked about a threesome with another girl." Scott said. "Melissa's curious about what it would be like with another girl!"

"Well, just a little curious is all." Melissa stated, nervously. "I don't think I could ever really do it."

"Nothing wrong with being curious." I replied.

"I guess." Melissa stated, looking down at her glass of wine.

I felt Melissa was more than just a little curious. I put my hand on Melissa's arm and turned her towards me. I leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips. She eagerly returned my kiss, not hesitating for an instance. I gently worked my lips over Melissa's till I heard her moan softly. Her hands were shaking a little. I held both of her hands in mine to calm her down. After a few minutes, I pulled my lips slowly from hers.




Never Enough Ch. 04



Melissa's eyes remained closed for a brief moment before opening them. She licked her lips and gave me a smile.

"Wow. That was really different." Melissa stated. She was panting just a little.

I looked at Scott to get his reaction. He smiled at me, a little surprised. I decided to get bolder, much bolder.

"Why don't you slip off your blouse?" I suggested. "Let me see your breasts."

Melissa glanced quickly at her husband and then stood up. Her fingers nervously unbuttoned her blouse. I sat there calmly, not wanting to rush her. Melissa finally got all the buttons undone and slipped the blouse off. She laid it across the back of the barstool. She was wearing a white lacy bra, which showed off her firm breasts. She looked at me to get my reaction. I didn't want her to take her bra off just yet. I just smiled at her.

"Now, the pants." I ordered. "Take your pants off for me."

Melissa hesitated, then started to slide down the rear zipper. She stopped for a moment.

"I.....I don't think I can do this!" Melissa exclaimed, putting her hands down to her sides.

"Ok!" I said softly. "Scott, you take Melissa's pants off."

Scott came around from behind the bar and worked the zipper down. Melissa looked over her shoulder as he pushed the tight pants down her legs. She kicked off her shoes and Scott pulled them off. He tossed them on the seat of the barstool. Melissa was wearing white lacy panties that matched her bra.

"Turn around so I can see that hot little ass of your!" I commanded.

Melissa slowly turned around facing Scott. She did have a damn nice butt! I stood and walked up behind her. I put my left hand on her waist. Melissa flinched just a little at my touch. I looked over her shoulder and gave Scott a wink. I reached around; putting my right hand on her flat tummy, slowly work up towards her breasts. I fondled them gently through the soft material of her bra. Melissa's body tensed as I slowly worked her up. I took my hand from her waist and unhooked her bra. I eased the bra down her arms tossing it on the barstool with her slacks. Melissa's legs were shaking a little. I slapped her hard on the side of the leg.

"Stand still!" I ordered.

I knew my action and tone must have scared the hell out of her. I put both my hands on her firm breasts, flicking the nipples with my thumbs. They blossomed to full erection immediately. I pulled Melissa back against me to steady her. I kissed her on the back of the neck and shoulders. I pulled gently on her erect nipples, not wanting to hurt her. I held both her breasts in my hands.

"Scott, suck on her nipples!" I said in a commanding tone. "Suck on them gently."

Scott didn't hesitate to do as I asked. I could see he was excited. His hard cock was bulging the material of his slacks. He sucked on each nipple while I held her breasts for him. Melissa let out a long soft moan.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmm.....ohhhhhhhhh" Melissa moaned.

Scott pulled his lips from Melissa's swollen nipples. She was breathing hard, panting.

"The couch over there or the bed room." I asked Melissa. "What's it gonna be?"

Melissa wasn't able to answer. I looked over her shoulder at Scott. He motioned towards a bed room just off the family room. I eased her towards the bed room, one hand on her waist, my other hand on her back. 

"Stretch out on the bed, face down!" I ordered her.

Melissa stretched out on the bed, lying there motionless. Scott and I quickly got undressed. Scott had a great body, strong legs and a nice butt. I eased onto the bed beside Melissa. I put my hand on her back and soothingly massaged her. My hand brushed across her panties and down the back of her legs. I gently squeezed her leg muscles till they relaxed. 

"Melissa, you alright? I whispered to her

"Yes...I'm alright?" She answered.

"You want me to stop?" I murmured. "I will if you want me to."

"No.....I don't want you to stop." She whispered. 

I slid my hand over her panties and down between her legs. She spread them enough for me to reach her pussy. I slid my fingers up and down till I got Melissa's ass to move against my hand. She moaned continuously as I rubbed her a little harder. 

"Lift up so Scott can pull your panties off." I whispered to Melissa.

Melissa lifted herself and Scott quickly pulled her wet panties off. I rolled Melissa over onto her back and got between her legs. I held her legs apart while I slowly kissed her thighs, making my way towards her already wet pussy.

Melissa lay with her eyes closed as I started kissing the area around her pussy. Her ass ground into the sheets when I kissed her pussy. I slid my tongue up and down her hot slit, not wanting her to cum to soon. Melissa's back was arched up off the bed, her ass pressed down hard against the damp sheets. I slid my tongue inside her pussy, swirling it slowly. Melissa's hand grabbed the back of my head, pulling me into her hard. I sucked on her clit making her cum hard and long.

"OHhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....Godddddddddddddd...Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" She screamed. 

I wrapped my arms tightly around her legs while her orgasm violently shook her body. She cried out as her body suddenly collapsed down on the bed. Melissa was breathing hard; her breaths came in hard quick gasps. I sucked the juices from her pussy. I got up and leaned back over her, kissing her tenderly on the lips. She was barely able to lift her arms up to embrace me.

"Scott looks like he needs some attention." I said to Melissa.

I motioned for Scott to get on the bed with us. Melissa and I made room for him to stretch out between us. Scott's hard cock stood straight up. I held it near the base, putting my lips over the engorged head. I slowly slid my mouth down on his cock, taking as much of it as I could. I pulled my mouth slowly upwards lubricating him with my saliva. I took my mouth from Scott's fuck shaft and placed it to Melissa's lips. She swallowed as much of is as she could, going all the way down to my hand. She pumped her mouth on it several times before pulling her mouth from it. I licked Scott's cock, feeling it pulsate in my hand. Both of us licked up and down on Scott's hard dick till we had it well lubricated.

"You won't mind if I fuck your husband?" I asked Melissa.

"Hmmm. He'd love that!" Melissa exclaimed. 

I straddled Scott, reaching down to hold his rigid cock. I felt the head pressing against the wet lips of my pussy. I slowly eased down on him, working his cock up inside me. I gyrated my hips as I fucked up and down on his hard cock. Scott put his hands on my ass lifting me up and down. We fucked each other hard and fast. Scott didn't take long to get off. I didn't have an orgasm but I acted like I did. I didn't want him to feel disappointed he hadn't gotten me off. I held myself rigid while his cum spewed inside me. I was out of breath and out of strength. I collapsed on top of him. Scott put his arms around me. Melissa's soft hands gently massaged my back. We lay there for several minutes before I managed to climb off Scott.

Melissa showed me to the bath room so I could wash up. She leaned against the doorframe while I cleaned myself with a washcloth.

"I hope I didn't scare you when I slapped you on the leg." I stated.

"I was more surprised than scared." Melissa replied. "Besides, Scott was standing right there."

"I noticed he even flinched when I slapped your leg." I said, laughing

"I know Scott didn't get you off." Melissa whispered. "He rarely gets me off either."

"Well, he did his best. That's what's important." I whispered back. "He's just a quick cummer."

Melissa's look of disappointment on her face was very apparent. I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and we headed back to the bed room so we could get dressed. Scott had already put his clothes back on when I entered the bed room. I put my nylons in my suit jacket pocket, not bothering to put them back on. The three of us had one more drink before I left.

I got back to the apartment early Sunday afternoon. Amber was just finishing up the laundry.

"Hey, how'd it go?" She asked. "Hmmmmmm. Where's your nylons?"

"Oh, it went off pretty well, I'd say." I replied, grinning. 

Amber and I sat on the couch so I could review how the presentation went with Scott and Melissa. I wasn't sure if we were going to form a partnership or not but I felt confident I'd sold them on the idea. I spent the rest of the evening working up a rough draft on an agreement worded the way I wanted it. I might have been jumping the gun a little but I wanted to keep ahead of the game.



Never Enough Ch. 05



It was almost noon on Tuesday when Scott called me from his office. He and Melissa had discussed my business proposition and were set to go with it. They wanted to do the full investment, which would give them 40% of the profits. I was elated at the news of their decision but I kept calm while I talked with him. I didn’t want to appear overly excited.

“Well, what’s next?” Scott asked. “Do we need to set up another meeting or………..?”

“Yes.” I replied. “We’ve got some details that’ll need worked out and we should have some kind of written agreement between us.”

“When’s a convenient time for you?” Scott inquired. “I assume you’re still working at the club.”

“Yes, but I’ll give them my two weeks notice immediately.” I replied. “I’ll need to devote all my time to this business venture.” 

Scott and I decided on setting up our next meeting for the following Sunday. It would give me time to finish and refine our business agreement to suit my terms. From the tone of his voice, I could tell he was anxious for Sunday to get here. 

“Is there anything I can do till then?” He asked. “What about a location for our operation?”

Scott was in the real estate investment business so he should have access to listings of commercial buildings we might possibly lease. I told him what our minimum requirements would have to be. I suggested something near the downtown area. Lease rates should be cheaper there than in the newer commercial parks in the outlying areas. It would give him something to do and at the same time help me out considerably.

Amber and I let the apartment around 2:00pm. We were scheduled to do a shooting later that afternoon at Paramount Productions. Carl was a little vague about what we’d be shooting. Lately, Carl seemed vague about alot of things. He wasn‘t his same old self. 

My old Firebird was starting to give me problems again.  Time to look for something more dependable, I thought. Dependable but still used, nothing new! I wasn’t going to eat all that depreciation. We ended up taking Amber’s pickup to the studio, at least it always started.

“Hey ladies!” Carl shouted when he saw the two of us enter the studios. 

Carl was standing next to a couple of middle-age men, dressed in business suits. They followed him into his office. I saw Jackie sitting in her cubicle, restocking her make-up supplies. There wasn’t anyone else around, no technicians and no camera operators.

“What’s with the suits?” I asked Jackie. “Where’s everyone else?”

“Not sure who those guys are.” Jackie replied. “But Carl’s been kissing their ass since they got here.”

“Everyone’s left for the day.” Jackie added. “They shot two scenes, one this morning and one right after lunch.”

Amber and I looked at each other. Two men and Amber and I. Carl had to be up to something. I had a pretty good idea what it might be. If it was what I thought it might be, Carl would pay dearly.

The door to Carl’s office opened and he stepped out into the studio.

Jennifer, Amber!” Carl shouted. “Come over here so I can introduce you two.”

“Let me do the talking.” I murmured to Amber. “I’ve got a feeling Carl’s trying to pull something.”

Amber nodded her head and we walked casually towards his office. Carl motioned us in. The two men, probably in their late 30’s or early 40’s, rose from their chairs.

“Jennifer, Amber.” Carl stated. “I’d like to introduce you to Matt Wheeler and Paul Graham.”

Matt was the younger of the two. He was about six foot tall with an average build. His sun-bleached hair, almost blonde, highlighted his tanned face. His clean-shaven face was quite handsome. Paul was the shorter of the two, maybe 5’8”, slender with salt and pepper hair. His soft smile highlighted his face. Paul couldn’t take his eyes off Amber. 

The two men extended their hands to shake ours. Amber and I put on our sexiest smiles.

“Please sit down.” Carl said. “These two gentlemen happen to be your biggest fans.”

Carl was laying it on thicker than a used car salesman with a hard-on. We listened as he told Matt and Paul about some of the movies we’d made. The guys seemed familiar with out movies, or so they said. Carl hadn’t told us who Matt and Paul were or what kind of business they were in. He was building up to it gradually.

“Matt and Paul here are movie distributors. They just flew in from L.A. last evening.” Carl stated. “I couldn‘t talk you two ladies into keeping them company this evening, could I? Maybe dinner and a little dancing.”

I couldn’t very well ask Carl what I wanted to. I really didn’t want to speak for Amber without talking to her first but that was damn near impossible. I made up an excuse that Amber and I had agreed to work at the club this evening, even though it was our normal day off. It put Carl on the spot. He knew I was lieing and he wasn’t too happy about it. 

“I need to make a phone call.” I stated. “Mind if I use the one out in the studio?”

It gave me a chance to get out of the office, hoping Carl would follow me. He took advantage of the situation and followed me to the phone by the coffee bar. Amber remained in the office chatting with Matt and Paul. She entertained them with her southern accent and down home charm.

“What the fuck do you mean coming up with a bullshit excuse like that.” Carl muttered. “I already told them Tuesdays were yours and Amber’s day off.”

“What the fuck do you mean by keep them company?” I whispered. “What you really mean is have them take us to dinner, then back to their hotel rooms and fuck their goddamn brains out, don’t you?”

We kept walking towards the telephone by the coffee machines. Carl was pissed even though he was grinning a little.

“Wipe that fucking grin off your face!” I muttered. “It ain’t going to fucking happen with these guys.” 

“OK, what’s it going to take to get you to spend the evening with these two?” Carl asked. “It’s goddamn important to me. I know you’ve got a price, every fucking whore’s got her price!”

“Well, since you put it so eloquently.” I stated. “I’ll make it………..oh, let’s say, $3000 for both Amber and me.”

“No fucking way, bitch!” Carl grumbled. “$1000 and that’s it!”

“Hmmmm…….must not be all that important as you say it is then.” I quipped. “Not $3000 worth of importance!”

I picked up the phone and pushed six random numbers. Carl glared at me. He glanced back towards his office.

“Alright, alright!” Carl muttered. “$3000! But you better make them happy, damn happy. I want to see big fucking smiles on their faces tomorrow.”

“I want the money beforehand.” I whispered. “Not afterwards.”

Carl nodded his head and I put the phone back down. We walked back towards his office. I put my hand on his arm, just to antagonize him a little.

Great news guys!” Carl exclaimed as we entered the office. “Jennifer’s been able to change hers and Amber’s plans.” 

The news brought big smiles to both men’s faces. Carl suggested dinner at the guy’s hotel restaurant and maybe drinks afterwards. I told Carl that sounded like a good idea. Of course, he’d be picking up the check, I assumed. Amber and I agreed to meet the guys in the lobby of the Regency Hotel at 7:00. We shook hands again before we left the office. Carl followed Amber and me to the front door of the studio.

“$3000 Carl, now.” I stated.

“I don’t have that much money in my pocket.” Carl stated. “I can’t very well open up the safe in front of Matt and Paul.”

“You make sure you get it to the club before 6:00.” I said angrily. “You give it to Barbara or Jack. No money, not deal! I’ll call the club to find out if the money’s there or not.”

“It’ll fucking be there!” Carl exclaimed. “You just make sure the two of you show up on time.”

It was 3:30 when we pulled out of the parking lot. I asked Amber to drive by a car lot so I could look at a ‘99 Cadillac Eldorado, I’d noticed at a dealership on Shadeland Avenue. We stopped and looked at the car but I couldn’t strike a deal with the salesman, so we left. I made him a cash offer and told him to call me on my cell phone if he could get the sales manager to come down to my price.

Amber and I got ready to meet with Matt and Paul at the downtown Regency Hotel for dinner. I called the club a little after 6:00 to see if Carl had stopped by with the money. I talked briefly with Jack. Carl had stopped in and handed him the $3000. Jack didn’t ask what the money was for and I didn’t offer to explain the situation to him.

We left the apartment and headed towards the downtown area. Amber dressed in a dark green velour dress, slit up the side to show plenty of leg. I wore a white dress, with a sash draped across one shoulder. Amber called it “virginal white”. We both looked damn good, even if I do say so myself!

Matt and Paul were waiting for us in the hotel lobby. They both smiled and approached us as we entered through the glass doors. 

“Ladies, Good evening!” The greeted us. “Hope you two are as hungry as we are!”

Matt, the younger of the two, took my hand. Paul, put his arm out for Amber to grasp. We walked towards the hotel restaurant. Neither Amber or I were really all that hungry so we ordered something light. A good, stiff drink was what I really needed. I ordered a double scotch neat.

We talked casually during dinner. Amber asked Paul what Los Angeles was like. He was more than happy to give her a detailed description of the city. Matt asked me about making the porno movies, if I liked it and how I got into it. I didn’t want to tell him I was only in it for the money. I doubt if that’s what he wanted to hear. I asked him about their movie distribution business.

“We distribute for alot of producers.” Matt stated. “Carl’s operation is just one of many.”

“Wonder if Paramount Productions uses any other distributors?” I asked, coyly. 

“Actually, Carl’s under exclusive contract with us.” Matt stated. “Our distributorship is the largest and most successful on the West Coast.”

Matt handed me his business card. I scanned it over, noting his title of vice-president. Matt loved to talk about the movie business. I was more than eager to listen as he inundated me with tons of information about distributorships and retailing operations. I threw out a question every now and then just to keep him talking.

“Have you ever heard of Venture Productions?” I casually asked. 

“No, not that I recall.” Matt answered. “That’s a new one on me.”

“Venture’s just in their initial start-up phase right now.” I stated. “They’re going to be one of the best production companies of adult videos in the Midwest!”

“Really! Maybe Paul and I should look into them.” Matt said. “We‘re always looking for new material, especially if it‘s top-notch. Do you know how we can get in contact them?”

“Let me see what I can do.” I replied. “I’m sure it could be beneficial for both of us.”

After a nice dinner, the guys wanted us to join them for a drink or two in the hotel’s lounge. There were less than a dozen people in the bar. The four of us sat in a quiet booth in the corner. Paul and Amber were hitting it off really well. Paul was really falling for her southern charm, not to mention her sexy little body. Matt and I continued our discussion about their distribution company, CalWest Marketing Systems. I didn’t want Matt to catch on that I was pumping him for more information but I did make some mental notes on their competitors. I just hoped I could remember them all when I got a chance to write them down.     Soft music was playing over the lounge’s speakers. Matt asked me if I’d like to dance. I couldn’t say no, his alluring personality was a little overwhelming. The lounge’s dance floor was small but we were the only couple on it. Matt held me close; close enough to become a little intoxicated with his cologne. The more we danced, the more our bodies pressed against each other. Matt and I were barely moving on the dance floor.

“Looks like Paul and Amber took off on us.” Matt stated.

I looked over at the booth where we’d all been sitting. Amber and Paul were gone. I suspected they were up in Paul’s room, getting intimate in their own way. 

“Paul’s quite taken with Amber.” Matt said. “That’s all he’s talked about since we left L.A.”

“Amber seems to have that effect on men.” I quipped. 

“I’d like to tell you what kind of effect you’re having on me.” Matt responded. “But I don’t want my face slapped.”

“Maybe it’d be better if you showed me what kind of effect I have on you.” I whispered.

My remark brought a smile to his handsome face. I didn’t want to admit it but Matt was having a sensually arousing effect on me also. We left the lounge and headed towards the elevators. Matt put his arm around my waist as we rode the elevator up to the fourth floor. We entered his hotel room, pausing for a brief kiss. I wasn’t sure where Amber was but I assumed she was probably in another room nearby.

Matt tossed his door security card on the dresser. He turned and pulled me tight against him, kissing me passionately. I returned his kiss, pressing my lips hard against his. I could feel my body heating up the more we kissed. Matt held me close while we meshed our lips to one another. I put my hand on the back of his head, holding his lips hotly against mine. His kisses were making my body heat rise even more.

“You don’t have to be here with me if you’d rather not.” Matt stated. “I’m sure Carl probably pressured you.”

“Carl only suggested it.” I replied. “I really want to be here with you.”

I wasn’t lieing to him. Although I felt like a paid whore when Carl suggested we “entertain” Matt and Paul, I was feeling much differently about it now. It had been a long time since I’d felt this way. 

Matt’s hands glided their way up to the zipper at the top of my dress. He slid it down slowly, taking his time. I undid his tie, my fingers slightly shaking. Matt gently pushed the dress off my shoulders and down to my waist. I stepped back from him so I could slip it off. I put my hands on Matt’s shoulders, steadying myself while he took my dress off. Matt took his suit jacket off, tossing it on the chair next to my dress. I unbuttoned his shirt, kissing his chest as I exposed it.

Matt’s heart was beating fast. I could feel it when I kissed his almost hairless chest. Matt unbuckled his belt while I pulled his shirt from the waistband of his pants. My pussy was already wet just thinking about getting in bed with him. 

“Why don’t we stretch out on the bed where we can be more comfortable?” He suggested.

I kicked my high-heels off and walked towards the bed. Matt pulled the covers off the bed, leaving just the bottom sheet. I stretched out in the center of the bed. Matt climbed on the bed alongside me. He raised my arms above my head and bound them with his tie.

“You don’t mind, do you?” Matt asked. “It’s just a little fantasy of mine.”

I was a little apprehensive but I felt comfortable with the situation. My wrists weren’t bound tight, just snug. Matt slipped back off the bed and removed the rest of his clothing except for his white briefs. The huge bulge in his underwear, evidence of his aroused state. Matt removed my nylons, tossing them on the floor. He was taking his time, not rushing. Matt kissed my legs, starting at my ankles working slowly upwards. I’d never had anybody kiss me like that before. 

Matt’s lips kissed over the nylon material of my panties, continuing over my tummy towards my breasts. His lips made my body tingle.  Matt’s mouth traveled up over my lacy bra towards my neck. His warm breath on my neck preceded his wet kisses. I pursed my lips feeling my inner desires rise. Matt kissed my neck softly, slowly working his way towards my ears. My bound hands wanted to get free but I fought back the urge. Matt put his lips on mine, barely grazing them. His tongue then slipped between my lips licking them. I darted my tongue at his, pressuring it back. Matt wasn’t going to let me win out. He forced my tongue back, slipping his over mine. Our lips melted together in a long passionate kiss. I was breathing harder when our moist lips parted. 

I felt Matt’s hand slide underneath me towards the clasp on my bra. I arched just enough to allow his large hand to find their target. The clasp parted freeing my breasts. Matt lifted the bra up over my head but my bindings kept him from taking it off. My sensitive nipples hardened instantly. Matt’s gentle hands massaged and gently squeezed my firm breasts. He kissed my nipples, pulling them slightly with his teeth. His tongue flicked across them, driving me to the point of pulling free of my restraints. Matt held my hands, pulling the tie tighter so I couldn’t pull free. We kissed, this time our lips grinding hard against each other’s.

Matt slipped his hand over my tummy and inside my panties. He gently rubbed the mound of my pussy before sliding down between my legs. I pressed them together to make it more difficult for him. I just wanted to tease him a little but I couldn’t hold back. My legs spread, feeling his fingers teasing the folds of my pussy. My ass was pushing hard against the sheets as he teased me even more. I tried pulling my hands apart but the tie was too tight.

Matt hooked his fingers in my panties and pulled them swiftly down my legs. He immediately put his mouth on my pussy, his tongue working at the lips. I was quickly building up to an orgasm. Matt slithered his tongue deep inside me. He darted it in and out rapidly, tongue-fucking me, teasing me to the brink. I had a fantastic orgasm.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh……..garrrrrrrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” I cried out, my body quivering.

Matt held me tight, his tongue still fucking me. My hips bucked against this mouth hard till my orgasm finally subsided. I was having difficulty getting my breath. I pulled my arms down and rolled over onto my side. The last remaining sensations of my orgasm made me twinge. 

Matt stripped his briefs off tossing them to one of the chairs. His hard cock jutted out from his body. He grinned as he maneuvered himself between my legs. My eyes widened as I saw his big, beautiful cock nearing me. Matt straddled my chest leaning over to untie my bound wrist. I took the opportunity to put my lips on the head of his cock. He held his position letting me lick all over the head. I rested my unbound hands on the top of his legs, holding his rigid cock with my lips. My tongue glided, wetting his cock with my saliva. 

Matt pulled away, my saliva dripping between my breasts. He lifted my legs straight up and spread them. I felt the engorged head of his cock penetrate the swollen folds of my pussy. He pushed hard, forcing my lips to spread. My pussy muscles gripped his fuck shaft as he gently eased it in deeper. Matt fucked me slow and steady. I matched his rhythm forcing myself to meet his thrusts. The feeling was incredible, a slow build-up to an exciting climax! I held onto Matt’s strong arms. He began fucking me faster and a harder. I increased my rhythm to stay up with him. We were both breathing hard, our fucking becoming more intense. Matt was plunging into me hard, long deep strokes. Our bodies coming together making loud smacking sounds. I gritted my teeth, forcing my orgasm to build higher. Matt gyrated his hips, fucking me even faster. I couldn’t hold on any longer. I experienced a mind-blowing orgasm. Matt came together with me, his hot jism spewing deep inside me. We both cried out as our bodies climaxed simultaneously. Matt’s mouth gaped open, emitting a loud moan. Our bodies shook uncontrollably, sharing our passion and pleasure. 

Matt collapsed down hard on me. I could feel his heart beating rapidly. Both our breathing was labored. Matt lay on me, motionless for several minutes. He slowly opened his eyes, looking into mine. We kissed tenderly, our lips melting together. It was much different kissing Matt than the other guys. I put my arms around him, holding him tightly to my exhausted body. Matt finally managed to lift himself off me. The cool air of the room brushed across my heated form.




Never Enough Ch. 05



Matt took my hand and pulled me up off the bed. We slowly made our way to the shower. Matt and I soaped each other, teasing one another as we got the chance. We must have spent more than half an hour in the shower before stepping out and drying off. 

I was thirsty, my throat parched. Matt suggested he call room service for some wine but all I wanted was a soft drink and a sandwich. I hadn’t eaten much at dinner and the sex had made me hungry. Matt ordered sandwiches and Cokes. The two of us sat up in bed enjoying our late night snack. Matt held my hand in his whenever he got the chance. I enjoyed the feeling I was getting from him but kept reminding myself that I wasn’t going to get involved in a personal relationship with anyone. Maybe later on but definitely not now!    “I hope you’ll consider spending the night with me.” Matt said. “I really hate sleeping alone.”

“I wasn’t planning on leaving.” I quipped, smiling. “But I should check on Amber, see what she’s planning.”

Matt picked up the phone and dialed a room number. Paul must have answered the phone. Matt asked him how he and Amber were doing. Matt looked at me grinning, when Paul told him Amber was already asleep. Paul wasn’t about to wake up his little southern belle. 

I asked Matt if I could turn on the television and watch CNN. I was anxious to see how the NYSE closed for the day. My request surprised him a little. 

“You play the stock market?” He asked, curiously.

“Not play. I invest.” I replied. “I’ve got a few good investments going for me right now. I just like to keep up with the latest information.”

“I’m learning more about you as we go along.” He stated. “Is there anything else I should know about you?”

“Can I trust you to keep a secret?” I asked, looking seriously at him.

“Of course.” He replied. “I’m one of the best at keeping secrets.”

“Remember me mentioning Venture Productions?” I asked. “Well…………you just fucked the president!”

The surprised look on Matt’s face gradually turned to a look of amusement. He grinned at me.

“Ole’ Carl doesn’t have a clue, does he?” He quipped. “Carl thinks he’s got you hooked solid.”

“And I’ll let Carl keep thinking that till I let him find out differently.” I said. “I’m not trying to put him out of business, just compete with him.”

“You starting this production company all on your own?” Matt inquired. “It takes a hell of alot of money to get started in this business.”

“I’ve got more than enough money to start.” I replied. “I’ve got a solid investor, that‘s all I need right now.” 

“You should come work with us!” He exclaimed. “You’d like L.A!”

“Right now, I’ve got alot of people right here in Indianapolis counting on me.” I answered. “I’m not about to let them down.”

We chatted awhile longer, glancing occasionally at the CNN news. Both Matt and I were getting sleepy. I slept in Matt’s arms the whole night. It had been a long time since I actually slept with anyone.   

It was almost 6:00am when I woke up Wednesday morning. I slipped out from under Matt’s arm, being careful not to wake him. He was sleeping soundly, no reason to wake him. The room had a little coffee bar so I put some on to brew while I fixed my hair and make-up. Matt was stirring a little when I came out of the bathroom.

“Damn, you’re up early!” He exclaimed. “What the heck time is it, anyway?”

“It’s not quite 6:30.” I replied, looking at my watch. 

“You’re not leaving, are you?” Matt asked. “I’d like to take you out for breakfast.”

“I put on some coffee.” I stated. “That’s about all I have in the morning.”

Matt got up and went to the bathroom. I poured us each a cup of fresh coffee and lit up a cigarette. I sat at the table in the corner of the room waiting for Matt to join me. We watched the local news while we sipped the coffee. I smoked one cigarette after another. Smoking was getting to be more of a problem than a habit. 

“What have you got planned for the day?” Matt asked.

“I’ve got some contacts to make, plans to work on and shop around for a car if I get time.” I replied. “I need to be at the club by 3:00.”

“Damn girl, there’s more to life than just work!” Matt exclaimed.

“I thought maybe we could spend some time together.” He added. “Just the two of us. Paul and I don‘t fly back till later on this evening.”

I didn’t reply to his suggestion immediately. I had things I really needed to work on but I wouldn’t mind spending some personal time with Matt.  

“Amber and Paul are probably still sleeping.” I stated. “I’m not sure what Amber’s plans are.”

“I could call them and find out.” Matt responded, smiling. “Maybe give them another hour or so to sleep.”

I nodded my head, agreeing to his suggestion. Matt probably wanted to spend the time waiting with another sexual romp on the bed. I finished my cigarette and put my empty coffee cup on the counter. Matt was looking at me. I picked up his tie from the floor, stretching it between my hands and snapping it.

“Now…………it’s my turn!” I said with an evil grin on my face.

I waited till Matt climbed on the bed and stretched out on his back. I straddled him, forcing his hands over his head. I bound his wrists as tight as I could.

“Here’s the way the game’s played.” I stated. “Your hands stay bound over your head. If you free your hands or bring them down……………..the game’s over.”

Matt grinned knowing I was going to do my best to get him to lose control. He wasn’t about to let that happen without putting up a fight.

“Let the games begin!” Matt exclaimed.

My lips gently kissed Matt’s, slowly pressing harder as our lips melted together. I could feel Matt’s hard cock brushing against my butt. My hands held his shoulders pinned to the bed while I slithered my tongue into his mouth. Matt’s tongue dueled against mine. My lips sucked his tongue when it protruded from his mouth. I had him softly groaning within minutes.

I slowly kissed down Matt’s chest, making my way over his tummy. Matt’s cock stood erect, slightly wavering. I brushed my hand slowly down his shaft, teasing it with my fingertips. I glanced up at Matt; his eyes wide open, watching me tease him. His hands were still bound tight above his head. I kissed the head of Matt’s cock, gradually slipping my lips down over it. My tongue washed over it slowly. I could feel his warmth inside my mouth. I lowered my mouth down his rigid cock, taking as much of it as I could. I steadily moved my head up and down his dick making loud slurping sounds, just to heighten the excitement. Matt’s body was tensing as my mouth gripped his cock. My tongue pressed hard against the underneath side of his cock almost getting him off. Matt was breathing hard, his chest heaved as he took each deep breath.

I took my mouth from his cock making a loud popping sound. Matt’s eyes rolled back in his head. I thought he was going to cum right then but he held back. His leg muscles were taut, his back arched up off the sheets. I inched my way up his warm body till my pussy was perched directly above his well-lubricated cock. I held it near the base, lowering myself down onto it. I bit my lower lip hard feeling his cock pierce the hot lips of my wet pussy. Matt’s cock split my folds apart, stretching them. I pumped myself up and down on his cock, gyrating my hips wildly. Matt was groaning, his hands right at the top of his head. I pushed his arms back down against the pillow, leaning on them with all my weight. Matt’s eyes were closed tight, his taut body fighting to keep from cumming. I slowed my fucking motions till his body relaxed and then fucked up and down on his hard cock uncontrollably till he couldn’t hold back any longer. 

“Ohhhhhh Goddddddddddd………..Jen!” He cried out as his cum spewed from his cock. 

The warm fluid washed the walls of my pussy. My pussy muscles gripped tight around his rigid shaft, milking him of every last drop. I kept pumping up and down till his cock began to lose its hardness. Matt was having a little difficulty breathing. I pulled his arms up till they were on my breasts. His breathing came easier, his chest wasn’t heaving as hard as it was earlier. He coughed a couple of times but didn’t start choking. I fumbled with the knot on the tie, getting his wrists free. Matt rolled me off him, holding me at the waist. His body had my right leg pinned underneath him. He gradually managed to get his breath back. We both lay there for quite awhile before making an effort to get up off the bed.  “God damn………..that was fucking hot!” Matt exclaimed. “By the way, what did I win?”

“Oh, I’ll think of something.” I replied, coyly.

There was a knock at the door. Matt slowly climbed off the bed to see who it was. He wrapped a towel around him when he saw it was Paul and Amber. Matt opened the door just enough to let them slip in. Amber sauntered over to the bed and looked down at me.

“What the fuck you guys been doing this morning?” Amber quipped. “Staining the sheets!”

“Actually, we were just working up an appetite for breakfast!” I replied. “Burning off a few calories!”

Amber and Paul sat down at the small table while Matt and I took another shower. We’d gone through every towel in the room during our evening together. The four of us went down to the hotel restaurant for their buffet breakfast. I was actually hungry for a change, opting for more than just coffee and a cigarette.

“What time are we supposed to meet with Carl this morning?” Paul asked Matt.

“Damn! I forgot we were supposed to meet with him.” Matt responded. “Wonder if he’d mind if we skipped the meeting altogether?”

“I’d like to spend the day with Jennifer before we fly back.” He added. “I’ll just call him and tell him we’ll get back with him later. I’m sure ole’ Carl will understand.”

Matt and I finished breakfast, then walked around the downtown area. We sat on one of the park benches on the Circle, watching the traffic flow by and talking about our personal lives. Matt told me he was divorced with two teenage sons. They didn’t know what kind of business their father was in and he wanted to keep it that way.

“What about you?” Matt asked. “What kind of plans do you have for yourself?”

“Nothing definite right now.” I answered. “Build up a bank account, get financial set for life. Eventually get out of the fucking sex business completely…………I hope!”

“What about marriage, a family?” Matt inquired. “Surely you don’t want to stay single the rest of your life.”

“I was married once, that was enough for me.” I replied. “I don’t think about having kids. I’m not the mommy-type.”

The look on Matt’s face let me know he was disappointed with my answers. I couldn’t help that. It was the way I felt, no need to kid myself into thinking any different.

Matt and I had lunch late in the afternoon at one of the downtown sidewalk cafes. We discussed business; steering clear of each other’s personal lives. It was getting late and I needed to get home so I could prep for work at the club. Matt hailed me a cab, giving me a long, soft kiss before we said our good-byes. I had a feeling we’d be having numerous business meetings in the future.  

Amber and I arrived at the club shortly before 6:00. Amber went on to the dressingroom while I ascended the stairs to Jack’s office. Jack rose from behind his desk and came around to meet me, giving me a gentle hug and a kiss on the cheek.

“Glad you came up to see me.” Jack stated. “I’ve been wanting to talk with you.” 

“Really, what about?” I asked.

“About the club……………and Barbara and me.” Jack said. “And you.”

I didn’t have a clue what Jack was going to talk about but it sounded serious. He seemed anxious to talk so I decided to hold off telling him I was giving my two-week’s notice. Jack talked about his and Barbara’s idea of selling the club and moving to Oregon. Barbara had a sister who lived there. I remember her mentioning it once. 

“I know we’d have a hard time getting a serious buyer.” Jack stated. “We thought of hanging onto the club and hiring a manager but neither of us wants to have to worry about how things are going.”

“Barbara’s come up the idea of selling the club on a business contract.” He added. “It’s not the straight out sale we’d like but it gets us out of the worry.”

Jack hesitated for a moment, seeing if I was going to react to his statements. I wasn’t sure where he was going, but I was confident it involved me. I didn’t say anything or show any signs of emotion.

“How about you taking this place off our hands?” Jack asked. “Lock, stock and barrel!” 

The only thing we ask is that you keep the name.” Jack added. “It‘s sort of a trademark.”

I sat there frozen, not knowing how I was going to tell him about leaving. I wished I’d have spoken first. Jack sat at his desk, staring right through me, waiting for an answer. 

“Jack, I came up here to tell you I was quitting.” I said, biting my lower lip. 

I looked off to one side when I made the statement, not wanting to see his reaction. I would love to own J.R.’s, but there was no way I could handle additional responsibilities. It was going to take all my time getting the video production company up and running. The look of disappointment on Jack’s face was overwhelming when I finally looked at him. 

I felt there was another reason Jack and Barbara wanted to sell the nightclub. I had a suspicion Jack’s health was failing. Over the past several months, he hadn’t been at the club as much as he used to, sometimes not at all. I had an eerie feeling Jack’s diabetic problem was more serious than he was letting on.

“Why the sudden decision to sell the club?” I asked. “Financial problems or health problems?”

Jack drummed his fingers on the desk, hesitating to answer. He looked down at the club floor. 

“Well, it’s definitely not financial.” Jack finally answered. “I’d rather not talk about the other.”  

“What’s going to happen to J.R.’s if you don’t sell it?” I inquired. “I assume you’ll close it down permanently?”

I could tell Jack didn’t want to think about it but he nodded his head “yes”. I didn’t want to see that happen, too many people relied on the club for their incomes. I felt like I was baling out on two people who meant very much to me. 

“How soon do you need to sell?” I asked. “Not right away I hope.”

“No, not right away.” Jack replied. “Just the sooner the better for me.”

His last remark let me know he was having serious health problems. I didn’t want to pry but I wanted to know just how bad he was. I wanted to say something positive, something that would bring him out of his deep funk. I took a moment to think before making a decision.

“I won’t put up any upfront cash.” I boldly stated. “I’ve got other terms that would also have to be met.” 

Jack face broke into a big smile. I think mine did too.

“I assume you’re agreeing to purchase the club then.” Jack muttered, still smiling.  

“Let me work up the terms first.” I spoke. “If we can come to an agreement, I’m willing to buy.”

Jack and I stood up at the same time. My palms were wet with perspiration as we shook on the deal.

“There is one thing I want right off.” I affirmed. “I want Carl out of the club’s picture altogether. You‘ll have to buy his interest out.”

“Ok.” Jack answered. “I’ll take care of him.”

“By the way.” He added, handing me an envelope. “Here’s some money he dropped off for you yesterday.” 

I opened the envelope, counting thirty one-hundred dollar bills. I’d almost forgotten about the “play for pay money”. I didn’t feel like a paid whore, more like a “winner”, someone who’d played the game of business and won big. Carl had unknowingly introduced me to some people who could help me make money.

I descended the circular stairs and made my way to the bar. Barbara smiled as I stepped behind the bar and poured myself a tall scotch. Barbara said something but I didn’t hear it over the music blaring from the speakers. I was too lost in my own thoughts to listen to anyone but my own mind. My eyes slowly scanned over the nightclub, mentally noting changes that would have to be made. There was no way I could handle the club and the video production company by myself. 

All I could think of was “I’ve bitten off more than I can ever chew but failure is not an option!”

“Earth to Jennifer!” Barbara exclaimed in my ear. “Hey, you alright!”

“Yeah, I’m fine.” I replied, realizing she was standing right next to me. “Just lost in my own thoughts.”

Jack was descending the stairs. He slowly walked over towards the bar and leaned across motioning for me to approach him. 

“Here’s all my keys.” He stated, handing me a half dozen keys on a keyring. “I won’t be needing them anymore.”



Never Enough Ch. 06



I held the keys in my hand, unable to take my eyes off them. The keys were a sign of commitment I was making to Jack and Barbara. Jack’s remark about not needing them anymore pretty much told me the state of his health and his desperation to sell the club. I hadn’t even had the chance to tell him I was quitting. Guess it really didn’t matter now.

Amber approached the bar when she finished her stint on stage. She noticed I was still fully dressed. Barbara was down at the other end of the bar. 

“What’d Jack say when you told him you were quitting?” Amber asked. “Was he pissed? Is that why he left?”

“I didn’t get a chance to tell him.” I said. “It doesn’t matter now.”

Amber looked at me inquisitively, not understanding what I meant. Barbara came down the bar towards us, her face displaying a big smile. 

“This means so much to Jack and I.” Barbara stated. “I know you’ll make it alright.”

I didn’t respond to her statement, just hoping she was right. I finished my drink setting the empty glass in the washsink. Barbara had moved on, standing by the cash register.

“Why don’t you get dressed?” I suggested to Amber. “Let’s call it a night. I‘ll let Barb know what‘s going on.”

Amber didn’t question my statement. She hurried down the narrow hallway, past Marcus, towards the dressingroom. I informed Barbara, Amber and I were going to take the rest of the night off so we could collaborate on some plans. Amber was dressed and ready to leave by the time Barbara and I finished talking. Marcus would help out if she got busy behind the bar. 

Amber and I left J.R.’s stopping at a liquor store just down the street. I ran in and purchased a bottle of Chivas Regal Scotch and a few Slim Jims. 

“You trying to make yourself sick or something?” Amber quipped noticing my purchases.

“Well, they didn’t have any marshmallows!” I smarted back, grinning.

“You want to fill me in on what’s going on?” Amber inquired. “What’s with Jack and Barb all of a sudden?”

I started with the beginning of my conversation with Jack earlier in the evening. She had it figured out before I got too far into the details.

“I think you’ve lost your fucking mind!” Amber exclaimed. “If you want my opinion.”

“Ain’t no way you all can handle everything.” She added. 

I didn’t say anything till we got back to the apartment. I took a quick shower and slipped on a white lace teddy, one of my favorites. Amber was snacking on one of the Slim Jims and drinking a Coke. I poured myself a small glass of Scotch and sat across from her on the couch. I pulled my legs up underneath me, sitting sideways.

While my laptop booted up, I tried to decide on how to put the purchase agreement together. I wanted to put myself in a minimal risk level. I had to keep in mind that Jack and Barbara were relying on me to keep the club going strong. J.R.’s was going to have to generate profit, plenty of profit. 

I had no idea how much the property, the building or the equipment was worth. I could contact Scott and Melissa and see if they could put me in touch with a reputable, independent appraiser. I made a note on the laptop to call them in the morning.

“What’s you doin?” Amber asked. 

“I’m making a list of things I need to work on when we take over the club.” I replied, sipping on the scotch.

“We!” Amber responded. “You mean you and me?”

“Yep, you and me.” I answered. “I need you to go down to the courthouse tomorrow morning and get your bartender’s license.”

“You gonna make me the bartender?” Amber questioned. “A topless bartender!”

“Yes.” I stated. “I’m going to put you and Fawn behind the bar. That’ll get you both off the stage. Marcus will be your back-up.”

“So, how was Matt in bed?” Amber asked. “Think he’s got a thing for you.”

“Huh…..what.” I muttered, not listening to Amber’s remarks. “Matt was alright. I doubt he’s got a thing for me though.”

“Didn’t you like him?” Amber asked. “Not even a little?”

“I don’t know. I guess. Maybe.” I replied. “By the way, there’s an envelope in my purse with hundred dollar bills in it. Take out $1500, that’s your half.”

Amber opened my purse and took out the money, counting off fifteen one-hundred dollar bills.

“What’s the money for?” She asked. “For going out with Matt and Paul?”

“No…………it’s for your education!” I said, smarting off.

Amber didn’t quite get the gist of what I was saying but she didn’t ask any more questions about the money. She was like me, she loved taking money from ole’ Carl.

“What about the sound system?” Amber asked. “You going to do something about it, I hope.”

“Definitely, first item on my list.” I replied. “We’ve got to revamp most of the club. Jack’s been letting the club run down far too long.”

Amber and I made a list of everything that needed repaired or improved. It looked like we were going to have to damn near rebuild the entire club. I debated on the loft office. It had other potential uses but I liked the vantage point it offered to oversee the club. I put it at the bottom of our list.

Amber and I worked till almost 1:00am before shutting down the laptop. We’d accomplished quite a bit yet there was still alot more to be done. Amber had eaten all the Slim Jims, glad I wasn’t hungry!

“Mind if I sleep with you tonight?” Amber asked, smiling coyly.

Amber wasn’t referring to sleep in the normal sense. Over the past year, she’d developed quite an interest in her bi-sexuality. We headed upstairs to my bedroom. Amber slipped off her clothes except for her thong panties. I took my lace teddy off, tossing it on the dresser. The two of us stretched out next to each other on the bed.

Amber’s fingers teased over my tummy inching their way towards my breasts. I put my arms around her pulling her in close for a passionate kiss. I kissed her softly, sliding my tongue over her lips. Amber’s tongue protruded into my mouth, swirling softly. She knew how much I liked having her do that. It turned me on high and fast. 

Amber’s hands squeezed and massaged my breasts, my nipples begging to be sucked hard. Amber teased me till she had my ass squirming against the soft sheets. Amber’s teeth grated across my erect nipples, torturing them. I lightly gritted my teeth as she worked them with her mouth. My nipples were still sensitive from last night. Matt was also a breast and nipple lover. I had a small orgasm, enough to make my body totally relax.

I rolled Amber onto her back, kissing her tummy, inching lower. I hooked my fingers in her panties and pulled them down exposing her pubic area. My lips kissed the soft blonde hair covering the mound of her pussy. Amber put her hands on my head pushing me lower. I pushed her panties down her legs and off. Amber spread her legs, keeping them flat on the bed. I kissed her pussy, projecting my tongue into her hot slit. I flicked at her clitoris just a time or two, teasing her. She was moaning softly, long deep moans. I took my time, teasing the folds of her pussy till her juices were flowing. Amber’s hands clenched mine. I sensed by her grip just where she was at, building her orgasm slowly. I slithered my tongue insider her pussy as far as I could, slowly swirling it against the moist walls. Amber’s mouth was gaped open, her ass just off the sheets when she came. Her orgasm was incredible, lasting for quite a few minutes. Her body convulsed constantly till her pleasure gradually subsided.

I pulled my mouth from her pussy, kissing it tenderly. Amber’s eyes opened slowly, a big smile formed on her face. Her orgasms were always more intense with another girl than with any of the guys she worked with in the porn videos. I didn’t try to figure out why. As long as she got off, that was the important thing.

“That was fantastic!” Amber whispered. “Now, I want to do you.”

Amber went to her bedroom coming back with a long, slender vibrator. It was a gaudy, bright blue. Amber twisted the end, making it hum. She turned it back down till it was barely audible.

“Turn over on your tummy and put a pillow under you.” Amber requested. 

I did as she asked. Amber put the tip of the vibrator in her mouth, lubricating it with her saliva. I relaxed and closed my eyes. Amber spread the folds of my pussy, sliding the tapered end of the vibrator inside me. I felt the slight tingle of the vibrator’s motor. Amber worked the vibrator in and out of my pussy till she had it deep inside me. Her fingers twisted the knob accelerating the vibration. I gripped the sheets tight while Amber twisted the vibrator side to side. I was moaning, my face against the sheets. My ass was bucking as my orgasm started its climb upward. I lifted my head up as I came hard and long.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhha.aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh” I moaned, my head forced backwards.

The orgasm shook my body, my legs tensing and flexing. Amber plunged the vibrator in and out of me at a frantic pace till I collapsed. I felt my strength completely zapped from my already tired body. The last thing I remember was Amber sliding the vibrator out of me and covering me with the sheet. She held me in her arms, till I drifted off to sleep. 

It was almost 9:00am when I woke up the next morning. Amber was down in the kitchen. I could smell bacon and coffee. I wasn’t really hungry, just needing a cigarette to get me going. I slipped on my robe and descended the stairs to the livingroom. My cigarettes and lighter were on the end table where I’d left them last evening. Amber and I sat at the diningroom table, drinking coffee and eating bacon sandwiches. 

“First thing I need to do is get myself a damn car!” I remarked. “Guess I’ll buy that Eldorado we looked at the other day.” 

Amber and I got showered and dressed, leaving the apartment around 11:00. By 1:00pm, I’d bought the Eldorado, paying cash for it. I didn’t look back at my old Firebird or the puddle of oil forming underneath it. We headed downtown to the courthouse. Amber filled out an application for her bartender’s license. An hour or so later, Amber had her license and we were headed towards J.R.’s.

Barbara was the only one at the club. Two beer trucks were parked at the back service entrance. The club was quiet except for the deliverymen talking with Barb. Amber and I ascended the winding stairs to the overhead loft. I sat behind the desk for the first time, swiveling the leather office chair side to side.

“Well it fits.” I commented. “Think I’d prefer a cloth chair over the leather though.” 

I dialed Scott’s cell phone number but didn’t get an answer. I left a message for him to call me as soon as he had time. Amber and I looked over the nightclub, picking up little things we wanted to change. I booted up the laptop and noted the additions to our already, lengthy list. Amber was smiling about something. I think it was the idea of working behind the bar rather than dancing on-stage.

Barbara came up to the loft to join us. She handed me the delivery invoices. I looked them over carefully making sure everything was in order. With the quantity of beer that passed through the club each week, it would be easy to get overcharged. I’d have to come up with some sort of system to make sure we got what we paid for. 

“How’s Jack?” I asked.

“He’s feeling much better today.” Barbara replied. “He’s still far from healthy.”

I asked Barbara to sit down so we could discuss the purchase of the club. I told her I wanted to get an independent appraiser to give me a fair evaluation of everything. Surprisingly, she offered to pay half the cost for the appraisal. I mentioned some of the changes I wanted to make along with the repairs and improvements to the club. Barbara was in total agreement that the club needed alot of attention. I felt like I had the upper hand on the purchase, it’s what I wanted.

Scott finally called me on my cell phone. He thought there was a problem with the video production company we were forming. I told him about buying J.R.’s. He thought I was kidding at first till I asked him about getting an appraiser. He quickly realized I was serious. Scott suggested we meet at his home, inviting Amber and I for dinner. We agreed to meet later that evening, around 6:30. It would be quite a bit easier to talk in person than over cell phones, especially with the club starting to open.

Amber and I arrived at Scott and Melissa’s a little early. Scott escorted us into the livingroom and offered us a drink. He introduced Amber to Melissa. The two of them hit it off immediately when Melissa mentioned seeing several of Amber’s movies. Scott and I had our own conversation going about my purchasing J.R.’s. He was apprehensive about me taking on the added responsibilities.

“How the hell are you going to manage your time?” Scott asked. “Getting the video production company up and running is going to be a full time job.”

“I can handle it.” I replied. “The club’s running smooth. I just need to make alot of repairs and improvements.”

I put my hand on his arm, giving it a gentle squeeze so he’d know I was sincere and confident.

“Ok, just think you’re taking on quite a bit at one time.” Scott stated.

We sat in the large diningroom, eating the great dinner Melissa had prepared. She was quite a chef. Melissa asked Amber about Chris and Richie and how she liked working with them. I had a feeling Melissa’s interest in the guys was alot greater than she might be letting on. I’d have to keep a close eye on her. I doubted Scott would approve if he’d catch her with another guy.

The four of us adjourned to Scott’s home office where we could discuss business. I had a bunch of questions to ask. Scott was very knowledgeable of real estate and things I needed to check into, especially legal and financial obligations. I made notes on my laptop as we talked. The laptop was becoming a vital part of me. I was carrying it everywhere. Melissa offered to help since she didn’t work and was looking for something to keep her busy. I gladly accepted her offer, the more help the better.

We discussed the video production company for a short time. I reviewed with him how I was going to go about getting the personnel and equipment I wanted. I asked him if he’d had any luck finding us a business location. Scott had several in mind, but he hadn’t had time to check them out in person. It was almost 11:00pm when we left. I told Melissa I’d call her in the morning to see if she was free to work with Amber and me.

I called Melissa about 8:00am the next morning. I asked her to meet Amber and me at the club; from there we’d plan our day. The club would be quiet and afford us office space. I needed to contact some of the people at Paramount Productions but with Carl there it would be difficult if not impossible. 

I had Jackie’s cell phone number so I called her, hoping to catch her before she left for work. She told me Carl hadn’t scheduled any videos to be shot that day. There wouldn’t be anyone working at the studios, including her. I asked her if she could meet us at J.R.’s. Jackie was going to be a vital part of Venture Productions, that is if I could hire her away from Carl.

Amber and I got to the club shortly before 9:00am. I put on some fresh coffee while Amber opened up the fresh donuts we stopped and picked up. Melissa and Jackie arrived a few minutes later. We sat at the small conference table in the loft office. I didn’t want to keep Jackie in the dark about what all was going on. I trusted Jackie, knowing she could keep her mouth shut, especially in front of Carl. She was highly surprised at the idea of me starting my own adult video production company. I didn’t mention my purchasing the nightclub at the same time. 

“I know you’ve been with Carl for quite awhile.” I spoke. “I’d like you to come and work for me, immediately if possible.”

“You mean doing make-up and hair, right?” Jackie asked. “Like I’m doing now.”

“More. I’ll need you to help me with the actual productions.” I replied. “I know you’ve got inside knowledge of the porn business. I want to tap into it.”

“Yes, I sure do!” Jackie exclaimed. “Carl’s never let me have more responsibilities. He‘s such an ass!”

“I’m not sure what you’re making, working for Carl but I’ll give you more money to go along with the added duties.”

Jackie didn’t hesitate to accept my offer. I’d hired our first employee! 

“We need to hire actors and actresses.” I commented. “I don’t know if any of the guys are under exclusive contract with Carl or not.”

“There not, none of them are!” Jackie replied. “Just the girls, except for you and Amber.”

“That’s good.” I said. “I’d like to hire Chris, Richie, Tony, Ryan, Darren and Paul. We’ll add on more men as we need them.”

The girls laughed at the statement about needing more men. Guess it did sounded like we were going to wear them out sexually! 

“I’d be happy to volunteer to get in touch with each and everyone of them personally!” Melissa exclaimed, laughing.

I had other plans for Melissa. Keeping her away from the guys was one of them. Jackie said she would contact the guys and get a feel if they might jump ship and come onboard with us. Amber volunteered to help when she had free time. That still left getting camera and audio technicians. I’d work on that myself. I had a few ideas about hiring qualified personnel.

Hiring actresses was something the four of us would work on together. I was hoping it wouldn’t be too difficult. I knew it wouldn’t be easy. 

“How can I help?” Melissa asked. “What would you like me to do?”

“I need you to work with me as much as possible on taking over the club and getting it into shape.” I replied. “Can you give me a bunch of your time?”

“Sure.” Melissa replied. “Anything to get me out of the house!”

Everyone exchanged cell phone numbers so we could all stay in contact with each other. We decided to have a 9:00 meeting every weekday at the club so we could discuss our progress and toss around ideas.

It was almost noon, still time to get some things done. Amber and Jackie drove down to the Paramount Production’s studio to see if anyone was there. Melissa and I walked around the club discussing some ideas for improvements. Scott called me on my cell phone to let me know he’d gotten an appraiser to come and look over the club the next Monday. I told him Melissa was going to be working with me on the club purchase. I think he was actually happy she’d found something to keep her interested.

Barbara was late getting to the club, not arriving until just before 2:30pm. She looked tired and almost half asleep. I introduced her to Melissa, informing her she’d be helping me through the purchase transition. Barbara excused herself and pulled me aside. 

“Can you take over right away?” She asked. “I going back home and stay with Jack.”

“Yeah, sure.” I replied. “I’ll get Marcus to help me out if I run into problems.”

She left just as Amber and Marcus entered through the service door. I hurriedly informed Marcus of the situation and that I was going to be taking over immediately. Like me, he was worried about Jack, knowing he wasn’t in the best of health. At 3:00pm, Marcus unlocked the front entrance doors. By 4:00pm the club was packed. It was going to be a very busy and profitable Friday night!

Amber was busy behind the bar with Marcus. I spoke with Fawn about working behind the bar instead of dancing. She readily agreed. I reminded her to get down to the courthouse Monday and get her bartender’s license. I didn’t mention anything to her about coming to work for Venture Productions. I wasn’t sure where she stood on her contract with Carl. I’d have to approach her carefully so Carl wouldn’t find out about our new production company.

The night went well. I had Marcus empty the large bills from the cash register several times during the evening. Amber did great behind the bar, wearing a red thong and my red thigh-high boots. She made as much in tips as she would have in “tuck money”. I sat with a few of the “suits” and some of the other customers throughout the evening, sort of a PR thing.  




Never Enough Ch. 06



Marcus closed the entrance doors at 3:00am. I walked back to the dressingroom to hold a brief meeting with everyone while I had them all in one place. A few of the girls were surprised that I was buying out Jack and Barbara. They had a hunch Jack’s health wasn’t good and that he wanted out of the nightclub business. Many were afraid, he’d just close the business altogether. I assured them that closing J.R.’s wasn’t an option I’d consider. I didn’t go over any of my plans for the club. That’s something we’d all discuss another time. 

Marcus stayed with me while I did the closing, just as he’d done with Barbara every morning. He knew the combination to the safe so he showed me. We left together with Marcus escorting me safely to my car. It was almost 4:00am when I pulled out of the parking lot.  

The sound of the phone ringing woke me up. Checking my watch, I noticed it was almost noon. It was Matt on the other end from Los Angeles. He just wanted to chat and see how things were going with the video production company. I didn’t tell him too much, not sure if I could fully trust him. He might have some loyalties to Carl, being they were his exclusive distributor. Matt kidded me about coming out to L.A. and working for him. I jokingly told him I wasn’t interested in working for anyone, wanting to be my own boss. I did inform him that I was in the process of purchasing J.R.’s. The news seemed to shock him but he wished me luck. I felt the call was just a courtesy, sort of a “thank you for fucking me call“.

Amber and I made it to the club around 2:00pm. Marcus was already there, making sure the coolers were full. Amber and I checked the backbar and supplies. It was just the start of a long, long evening. Carl stopped by around 4:00 to see how I was getting along. 

“Does this mean you won’t be doing anymore porn for me?” He asked. “Now that you’ve taken the club over.” 

“No, no more movies.” I answered. “And……….that goes for Amber too.”

“Why not Amber?” He inquired, sarcastically. “You speaking for her now too!”

“Nope, I don’t speak for Amber.” I smarted back. “You can ask her for yourself.”

“Well, it was fun while it lasted!” He exclaimed, grinning evilly. “I made a ton off your asses.”

I wanted to come back with a smart reply but thought it best to keep my mouth shut and end the conversation. The quicker I got Carl out of my system and out of my club, so much the better.

Scott and Melissa came in around 9:00. The three of us sat up in the office discussing the video production company. Scott mentioned he found a few possible locations where we could set up. We’d discuss it the next day during our meeting. I asked Scott and Melissa if they’d mind if I set the meeting for late afternoon at the apartment. I felt more comfortable discussing business on my own turf. 

Scott and Melissa arrived a little early for the meeting Sunday afternoon but we were prepared. The four of us sat around the diningroom table. Scott handed me a folder with some listings of commercial buildings. My idea of locating downtown didn’t look too promising. The buildings were old, multi-level and didn‘t offer much off-street parking. We decided to look into one of the smaller industrial parks, similar to Paramount’s location. We’d have to pay more on the lease but the facilities would suit our needs better. Vacant locations were plentiful except out by the airport but I didn’t want all that overhead noise anyway. We decided locating somewhere on the north or east sides would work best. Scott and I would check into it further. 

I gave Scott and Melissa a copy of the business agreement I’d drawn up. It was pretty cut and dried, stipulating everything we’d verbally agreed to previously. I didn’t expect them to sign it without reviewing it thoroughly. The rest of the meeting, we discussed purchasing the necessary equipment and hiring the right people to operate it. The more we talked, the more anxious Scott and Melissa got. We still had alot of plans to get accomplished before we were ready to shoot our first video. I figured we were at least two months from being ready.

Monday morning, Amber and I got to the club around 8:30 and put on the coffee. Melissa and Jackie arrived right on time, 9:00am. Jackie wasn’t going to stay long. She was going to run down and let Carl know she was quitting. Hopefully she’d be able to make contact with several of the guys before she left. I was counting on her. I hoped we’d get all six guys to come work for us but I wasn‘t counting on it.

The appraiser showed up around 9:30. I had Amber show him around the club while Melissa and I ran to the bank. I needed to set up bank accounts for both businesses, especially the nightclub. Barbara stopped by while we were gone. She didn’t stay long, just checking to see how things were going. The appraiser finally finished around 1:00. It would be at least another week before I’d get the results.         Scott had suggested I get myself a good business attorney, recommending a few that he was familiar with. I’d need someone who was capable of doing much of the legwork for me if I needed it. I decided to take Scott’s advice and make the call. Scott had commented on one lawyer in particular, a close friend of his, Steven Wells. A quick phone call netted me an appointment for Wednesday morning to discuss my needs. 

It was 8:45 when I arrived at the attorney’s office. The secretary was just unlocking the door as I walked up the steps to the old Victorian house that had been delightfully converted into an office building. 

“Good morning! You must be Ms. Kramer!” She greeted me with a pleasant smile.

“Good morning. Yes, I’m Jennifer Kramer.” I replied.

“Mr. Wells is running a little late this morning.” She stated. “Catching up on some emails.”

I sat down in a comfortable chair in the waiting room, setting my attaché next to me. The young secretary was about my age. She was quite petite, 5’3” at most. Her frosted blonde hair and pleasant smile, her most notable features. She had a great figure, her breasts a little large for her small stature. She kept glancing at me as I breezed through a People magazine. I caught her staring once, her eyes quickly shifted back down to her computer. It was like she was trying to put my name and face together. Maybe she’d seen me somewhere before.

“Miss Kramer.” A man’s voice spoke.

I looked up seeing a very attractive man in his late-twenties. He was just shy of six foot, average build, slightly muscular with salt-and-pepper hair. His smile was as friendly as his secretary’s.

“I’m Steven Wells.” He stated, gesturing me towards his office.

I entered his office, sitting in a leather chair across from his oversize oak desk. The large floor to ceiling windows behind him allowed the morning light to filter into the room. The overhead ceiling fan making a soft whirring sound caught my attention as did the pictures of the Well‘s family. I didn’t get a good look at all of them but I did see Steven with his two sons, never noticing a woman in any of the pictures.

“I understand you and the Townsends are going into business together AND you’re also in the process of purchasing J.R.’s Nightclub on Pendleton.” He stated. “That’s quite an undertaking for just one person.” 

We discussed the purchase of J.R.’s first, since that was the most pending situation. He offered the assistance of his legal services to draw up the purchase agreement and get all the licenses transferred over to my name. I handed him a copy of the rough draft on the purchase agreement I wanted. He looked it over, seemingly a little impressed. It just needed all the “I’s” dotted and the “T’s” crossed. He placed the draft in a new file folder setting it off to the side.

We conferred on the contractual agreement between me and Scott and Melissa concerning Venture Productions. He asked what kind of business it was the three of us were forming. I didn’t hesitate to inform him of the basics of the business going into greater details as we conversed. I gave him a copy of the contract I’d given Scott and Melissa, so he could review it for his own knowledge. We discussed leases, employee contracts, accounting procedures and business licenses. 

I wasn’t crazy about Steven’s firm handling all the start-up legalities but I did need someone to help get me things taken care of initially. I gave in, agreeing to pay for his firm’s legal assistance. Once I was on my feet, I’d just use him as needed. I didn’t want to put him on retainer and then not need him. It was almost 11:00 when our meeting ended. I gave him my cell phone number and email address so he could easily contact me.

Since I’d missed our daily 9:00am meeting with Amber, Jackie and Melissa I started tracking them down to see how they were progressing. Amber was at the nightclub. She and Marcus were getting the coolers and backbar filled. Jackie was at the studio. She’d made contact with four of the six guys. From the tone of her voice, it sounded like she was having luck in convincing the guys to come work for us. She had some other news she wanted to let me in on but she didn’t have the time right then. Jackie said she’d stop by the club later, after work. I couldn’t get in touch with Melissa, figuring she might not have her cell phone turned on.

I had some free time; something I thought quit existing in my busy life. 

“Too bad there isn’t some horny, good-looking guy available right now!” I thought. “I could go for a little horizontal hokey-pokey!”

If I couldn’t screw, I’d go shopping. I strolled through the mall passing by the shoe store where I’d purchased my thigh-high boots. The salesclerk recognized me as I passed by, waving at me.

I didn’t need any more boots but I did spot a couple of pairs of high-heels that caught my fancy. I went in and tried on several pair before making more purchases than I should have. With shopping bags in hand I headed back out into the mall. 

I love leather clothing so Broderick’s was my next stop. I tried on several pairs of leather slacks, black, brown and tan. With my additional purchases I looked like a pack mule without the long ears. I headed back towards the car to stow everything away. I still had a little time before the club opened so I headed back inside the mall to the stylish lingerie stores. By the time I finished shopping, I was a thousand dollars lighter. But I was smiling, not a forced smile, just a natural smile. It felt damn good too!

I stopped on the way to the club and picked up two large pizzas, knowing how much Amber and Marcus loved pizza. There were several deliverymen unloading their trucks so I offered them some. 

“Always a good idea to keep your suppliers happy.” I thought, hoping to trade goodwill for fast, efficient and accurate deliveries in the future.

Jackie stopped by the club shortly after we opened. We sat up in the office, finishing off the rest of the pizza. Jackie said Chris, Richie, Ryan and Paul were anxious to come on-board with us. That just left Tony and Darren to contact. We could easily start with four guys but six experienced studs would be that much better. At least I wouldn’t have to interview new guys right off. That was one task I could mark off as complete.

“Guess what?” Jackie exclaimed. “I mentioned to Chris about you purchasing the club and making some improvements. He works with another guy on sound systems for the movie theaters. He said to tell you he’d like to have a chance at doing the club.”

“That’s great!” I exclaimed. “Give him my cell phone number, have him give me a call as soon as possible!” 

“That ain’t all.” Jackie said. “Ryan and Paul can do carpentry work. You mentioned something about redoing the stage, didn’t you?

“Great.” I exclaimed. “Hope they can work during the daytime though. Now all I need is a frigging plumber. Don‘t suppose Richie‘s a plumber, do you?”

“The only pipe Richie can lay is his dick!” Jackie exclaimed laughing.

At least I had guys I knew who could help me get the repairs and improvements done to the club. That was a great relief. Things seem to be falling into place quicker than I’d expected. I owed Jackie alot more than just an increase in her pay.  

Thursday morning’s meeting revolved around Jackie’s good news. She and Amber were going to try and contact Tony and Darren. Melissa and I were going to look at a building on Franklin Road that might suit our needs for a studio. She made a call to the realtor and asked him to meet us there.

The building was a stand-alone, one-level structure. It was a fifteen-thousand square foot concrete block building with a tall chain-link fence surrounding the lot’s entire perimeter. There was an office on each side of the main entrance and two restrooms but no shower facilities. Two tall overhead doors were located along one side of the building. The electrical and security system had just been updated. The owners were asking $6000 a month lease, not too bad considering the condition and location. I asked the realtor for a copy of the lease agreement so I could let my attorney look it over. I wasn’t about to jump into a $6000 a month debt without getting legal advice first. 

Thursday night at J.R.’s was the busiest I’d ever seen it. Fawn and Amber were so busy between 3:00 and 6:30; I had to have Marcus help out. We were making money hand over fist, just the way I like it! Carl stopped in around 8:00; business had leveled off to its normal flow. It gave me a chance to have a drink and smoke a cigarette without having to put it down every couple of minutes.

“Got a few minutes to talk?” Carl asked. “I think you and I need to discuss matters.”

“Sure.” I replied. “Let’s go up to my office.”

We walked up the winding stairs to the loft office, Carl’s nose damn near up my butt. Instead of sitting at my desk, I suggested we sit at the conference table. I made sure the table was always cleared and materials put away after our daily 9:00 meetings.

“I’ve got a strange feeling you and your bunch are trying to put me out of business.” Carl boldly stated. “I’ve lost four of the guys AND Jackie within the past couple of days.”

“Carl, I’m not interested in the slightest in putting you out of business.” I replied. “I may just give you a little friendly competition. That’s all!”

“I should have never hired you.” He said. “You’ve used me to get where you’re at now.”

“Oh, well what about Matt and Paul?” I responded. “If it weren’t for Amber and I, you might be looking for another distributor. Ever think about that? We were just two paid whores doing our job!”

Carl didn’t reply, knowing damned good and well, he’d used us. He cupped his hands in front of his face, not to hide a grin, more than likely, to hide a frown or sign of contempt. 

“Well, I won’t go down without a fight.” Carl boldly stated. “I’ve still got Fawn, Andrea and the other girls under contract. Guys I can always get, there a fucking dime a dozen!

“Dimes won’t buy you much nowadays!” I smarted back. “Tell you what I am willing to do though.”

“What’s that?” Carl asked. “Give me a fucking blowjob!”

“No, you haven’t got that many fucking dimes!” I quipped. “I’ll buy you out. Just give me a fair price.”

“No fucking way!” Carl replied. “Never!”

Carl practically ran down the circular stairs, heading for the club’s main entrance. He wasn’t taking the news of our video production company very well at all. It had me worried; Carl could be the type to retaliate. Might work to my advantage if I tried to work with him rather than against him. I’d put the question to the girls at tomorrow morning’s meeting. Wouldn’t hurt to get their input.

It was almost 4:00am before Amber and I got away from the club. Amber was asleep before we got halfway home. The long hours and lack of sleep were catching up with her. I needed to give her some time off; Sunday’s just weren’t enough.

Friday morning’s meeting was fairly short. Jackie hadn’t been able to make contact with Tony and Darren. We were still waiting on the attorney’s recommendation on the lease agreement. The appraiser hadn’t gotten back with me yet on the value of the nightclub. 

“Carl stopped in last night.” I stated. “He was pissed when he came in, worse by the time he left. I’m a little concerned he might try to retaliate somehow.”

“You mean, he might have you roughed up or something?” Melissa asked. “You think he’d go that far?”

“Not Carl!” Jackie exclaimed. “He probably went home and sulked, maybe pounded his fist on the table a time or two, but that’s about all he’s capable of. He’s a mouse, not a man.”

“You know him pretty well.” Amber stated. “Guess it’s all those years of working with him.”

“Well that and……..” Jackie hesitated. “Carl and I were married once. I was his wife number two.”

We all surprised at Jackie’s revelation. None of us knew all that much about Jackie other than she was single and had a grown son and daughter. No one made a comment; none of us knew what to say.

“We were married less than a year.” Jackie’s voice broke the silence. “Wasn’t much of a marriage.”

The thought of where Jackie’s true loyalties might lie crossed my mind. Maybe she still loved Carl but didn’t want to admit it. I wasn’t sure. It was something else I’d have to worry about. 

Jackie offered to keep trying to contact Tony and Darren. Amber was tired from the previous evening so I suggested she go back to the apartment and catch up on some sleep. Melissa and I would take care of getting the bar ready for the Friday night crowd. We walked Jackie and Amber out to their car, taking the opportunity to get a breath of fresh air. 

We walked back into the club and began stocking the bar with supplies. Friday night was our busiest night so we made sure everything was readily available. 

Late in the afternoon, my cell phone rang but by the time I made the stairs to my office it quit. I checked the number, not recognizing it. I dialed the number back to see who it was. Sarah, Steven Well’s secretary answered the phone. 

“I tried calling you to see if you could come in and talk with Mr. Wells about the lease agreement.” She stated. “I know it’s a bit quick but Steven said you were in kind of a rush.”

“There’s no way I can get away today.” I replied. “We’re opening in less than an hour and this is our busiest night. Tomorrow’s Saturday, don’t know if we could meet then or not.”

“Saturday’s Mr. Wells golf tournament at the country club.” She answered. “Could he stop by the club later on? Would that be possible?”

“Yeah, that might work.” I responded. “I’ll break away when he gets here.”

I wasn’t sure what all the rush was about on Steven’s part, but I was glad he wasn’t horse-assing around getting things taken care of. I was hoping he’d have some comments on the purchase agreement and the business contract between me and Scott and Melissa but Sarah hadn’t mentioned it.

It was almost 6:30 when Steven entered J.R.’s. His salt-and-pepper hair made it easy to spot him amongst all the other “suits”. The music blaring from the speakers was going to make it difficult if not impossible to talk.

“Can you get away for awhile, someplace quiet?” Steven inquired. “Just for an hour or so.”

I really didn’t want to leave being we were so busy but I was confident Amber, Fawn and Marcus could handle the club for a short time. I let Amber know I was going to be out for awhile but I’d have my cell phone with me. Steven escorted me to his car, opening the car door for me. 

“How about some dinner?” He inquired. “I presume you haven’t eaten yet.”

Dinner seemed a bit much for discussing a lease agreement but I didn’t want to turn down his offer. The Italian restaurant was crowded but quiet. Steven and I were able to go over the lease agreement while we waited for our food.    Steven stated he didn’t see any problems with the lease agreement; it was pretty much standard wording. I thought it odd, he just couldn’t have told me that over the phone. I asked him about the purchase agreement for the nightclub and the business contract. He wasn’t quite done going over them but so far he hadn’t found anything wrong with either of them. Our meeting seemed to be turning out to be more of a dinner date. I decided to relax and enjoy myself with Steven.




Never Enough Ch. 06



We didn’t say much during the drive back to the club. Steven seemed a little quiet, maybe even a little nervous. He pulled up at the service door to let me out.

“I was wondering if you’d like to spend Sunday afternoon with me?” He muttered. “I thought maybe we could go boating on the reservoir if the weather‘s nice.”

His invitation surprised me. I had things I wanted to work on and possibly getting some much-needed sleep was one of them. Still, I didn’t want to say “no”.

“Sure.” I answered. “Boating sounds great.”

I gave Steven my address and we set a time for him to pick me up. It would be my first social date in a long time, although sex wasn’t out of the question on my part!



Never Enough Ch. 07



It was almost 10:30 when I woke up Sunday morning; time enough for coffee and a few cigarettes before my date with Steven. It had rained earlier in the morning but the sun was shining as the temperature rose, a perfect day for boating. 

I decided to wear a bikini beneath my white shorts and t-shirt in case we might go swimming. Steven arrived shortly before noon, knocking softly on the apartment door. Amber answered, letting him in. I introduced the two since they might be coming in contact with each other in the future. Steven was all smiles, falling under Amber’s spell of down-home charm and her Deep South accent.

We left the apartment and headed northwest towards the marina. I put all thoughts of business out of my mind as we made the drive. I did feel a slight sense of nervousness. Maybe it was just the thought of being out on a social date with a handsome guy. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been out on a date, an unpaid date, that is.

We entered the marina, parking amongst the other luxury vehicles and SUV’s. Steven opened the trunk on the car and retrieved a large cooler and two plastic sacks of snack items. We proceeded down the hill towards the boat docks. Steven was all smiles as we passed by some of his friends and acquaintances. We boarded the boat, a gorgeous Regal 30’ Sport Cruiser. It was like a Mercedes on water, luxury everywhere.

“Wow, this is some boat!” I exclaimed. “It’s gorgeous!”

“It belongs to my dad and I.” Steven explained. “We bought it together. He uses it mostly during the week and I have it on the weekends. My kids really love it!”

“I can see why.” I said as my eyes scanned over the calm water. 

Steven started the engine and it roared to life immediately. He carefully checked the instrumentation making sure everything was good to go before we untied the boat and cast off. Soon we were out of the marina and into the open water. Steven throttled the boat forward and we sped across the water. We traveled for miles to the far end of the lake, pulling into a secluded lagoon just off the main part of the lake. Steven lowered an anchor off the side of the boat, securing it.

“How about some lunch?” He suggested. “Looks like you could eat something.”

“Yes, I am a little hungry.” I answered. “I just had coffee for breakfast.”

Steven opened up the cooler and took out a chilled bottle of wine. I poured us each a glass while Steven set up a luncheon of fried chicken with several side dishes. He was constantly smiling; I hoped it was because of me and not just being out on the water. 

“It’s been a long time since any woman has been on the boat.” Steven stated. “My ex-wife hated the water.”

“What about your parents? Doesn’t your mother like the boat?” I asked.

“My parents divorced several years ago.” Steven replied. “Dad’s having a hard time getting back into any kind of social life.”

“What about you?” I inquired. “How long have you been divorced?”

“Less than a year.” He answered. “It’s killing me. I don’t get to see my two boys much, just alternate weekends. Think it’s hard on them too.”

“Divorce is probably harder on the kids than it is the adults.” I stated. “They seem to be trapped in the circumstances caused by the parents.”

“Yeah, I guess.” Steven responded. “What about you? You ever been married?”

“Yeah, I guess I was.” Replying to his question. “It didn’t last a year. Just glad I didn’t get pregnant.”

“What are your plans for the future?” He asked. 

“Right now, just make as much money as I can, as quick as I can.” I replied. “Then get far away from here.”

“You don’t sound like you’re planning on settling down.” Steven said. “Not planning on a family or getting married?”

“No. Marriage is definitely out of the question.” I answered. “I’m not sure about kids, maybe, maybe not.”

My statements quickly wiped the smile off his face. He looked off into the distance, dismayed. Maybe I shouldn’t have been so blunt with my answer. It was the truth, nothing to be kept secret. There were several minutes of silence, just the sound of water gently lapping against the side of the boat.

“What about this porn business?” Steven asked. “Besides majority owner and manager, are you planning on appearing in any of the movies?”

“I may from time to time.” I answered, trying to sound subtle. “Depends on the situation and circumstances. I’d like to put that part of my life behind me.”

Steven nodded his head. I could tell he didn’t fully approve of my answer. At least it partially brought his soft smile back. I wasn’t sure what he was getting at. Maybe he was sizing me up for than just a client. I knew how I felt about having a relationship. I had a feeling it wasn’t what Steven had in mind. I didn’t need any more complications in my life, not right now!

I didn’t really want to bring up business matters but I wanted to change the subject and get away from personal concerns. My life and personal ideals didn’t seem to sit well with Steven. No sense in putting a gloom on our day together.

“What about the purchase agreement for J.R.’s?” I inquired. “When do you think you’ll be done going over it?”

“I’ll try and finish it up sometime tomorrow afternoon.” He answered. “I hope to have the contract between you and the Townsends done by late Wednesday.” 

“I’ll be so glad when all these contracts are done and I can get on with the business at hand.” I stated. 

“Seems like way too much for just one person to take on at one time.” Steven remarked. “I’m just glad you took time to spend the day with me.”

I didn’t want to admit it but I was glad too. Being out on the water was relaxing for my mind as well as my body. Spending the day with a great looking guy was a definite plus.

“Don’t suppose you brought a swimsuit by chance?” He asked. “Probably wouldn’t be a good idea to go skinny-dipping in broad daylight.”

I didn’t answer, just stood up and pulled my t-shirt off over my head. Steven’s smile quickly turned into a grin. I slipped my shorts off, waved them in his face, then tossed them on the seat. 

“Let me go below and change.” Steven spoke. “I’ll be back in a jiff.” 

We climbed down the ladder at the back of the boat, easing into the water. The chilly water soothed and cooled us both instantly. My nipples grew erect, evident through my white bikini. Steven noticed, staring at them.

“Looks like they’re glad to see me!” He exclaimed, staring at my hard nipples.

“They’re always UP for a little stimulus!” I quipped, grinning.

Steven and I played around in the water, staying close to the boat. Steven swam underwater coming up behind me. He put his arms around me, pulling me in close to him. I twisted around in his arms. We paused just for an instance before our lips met in a hard, passionate kiss. It took both our breaths away. We held the kiss for several minutes, the water keeping our passions quenched. We broke the kiss to catch our breaths, Steven held me tight against him. I put my hand on the back of his head holding him close.

I sensed Steven was in dire need of affection, not sex. Maybe we both were. While Steven’s legs thrashed about keeping us buoyant, I managed to maneuver us back towards the boat, grasping the swim platform at the back. The name of the boat caught my attention, “Legal Beagles”. We held each other, kissing softly and tenderly. My thoughts were only of the two of us together. 

We climbed back up the ladder and retrieved some towels from below deck. We gently padded each other dry.

“How about another glass of wine?” Steven suggested. 

I nodded my head, although I would have preferred something stronger, like Scotch. The two of us sat on the rear lounge sipping the red wine. Steven put his arm around me while we watched several waverunners and ski boats pass by.

“I’ve got my two boys next week.” Steven murmured. “I was wondering if you’d like to spend next Sunday with us?”

“Oh, well………….I’ll have to see.” I replied, searching for an excuse. “If I lease this building, we may be busy working on it.”

Steven’s face showed his look of disappointment. I needed to say something positive and say it quick.

“Do you think your sons would approve of me?” I asked, forcing a smile.

“I’m sure they’d be crazy about you.” Steven replied, rubbing my shoulder.

“Ok. If you think it’ll be alright with them.” I responded. “I wouldn’t want to put a damper on your weekend.”

Steven held me in his arms while we watched the sun slowly setting behind the trees along the shoreline. It was a beautiful sunset.

“Much as I hate to say it.” He said. “I guess we should be heading back in.”

I stepped down into the lower cabin to change out of my still damp bikini. Steven hesitated to follow me, allowing me privacy. I gave him a look that let him know I was waiting on him. Steven climbed down into the roomy cabin, trying his best not to watch me take off my bikini. I untied the top and then the bottom. The tanlines left from my swimsuit, confirmed I’d gotten quite a bit of sun.

“Looks like you really got some sun today!” He exclaimed. “Love the tanlines!”

“Is that all you love?” I quipped, smiling.

“It’s a………been a long time since I……..” He spoke, his voice cracking.

“Doesn’t have to be.” I whispered. “Not if you want it to be different.”

Steven quickly changed the dinette into a v-shaped berth. We stretched out next to each other kissing softly, not wanting to hurry. Steven’s cock was rock hard, not huge, maybe 8”. He pushed me over onto my back kissing me tenderly. Our lips nibbled at each other’s, the tips of our tongues touching gently. 

Steven’s lips trailed down towards my firm breasts. His warm lips kissed my nipples, sucking lightly at their hardness. I felt my body warming gradually as he made love to me. Steven’s hand slipped between my legs. My pussy was already secreting warm juices. He slowly massaged my pussy till my butt was squirming against the beach towel covering the berth cushions. I moaned softly, giving in to the heightening pleasures. Steven’s lips kissed the lips of my pussy, his tongue licking them up and down. I bit my lower lip to keep my building orgasm in check. When his tongue found my sensitive clitoris, I lost control, letting the orgasm take over my body.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh…Godddddddddddddd…Steven………..” I moaned aloud.

The orgasm waved back and forth over me, lasting for quite some time. Steven kissed the mound of my pussy, working his way back up towards my breasts. He kissed every inch of my body till his lips were pressed hard against mine in a passionate kiss. My legs spread enough to allow him to press the head of his hard cock against the swollen folds of my pussy.

“Slowly.” I whispered in his ear. “Let’s do it slow and easy.”

I wanted Steven to fuck me for a long time. If it had been awhile since he’d been with anybody, he’d probably get his load off way too soon. I didn’t want that to happen and have him feel he’d failed to get me off.

Steven pressed his rigid cock into me slowly, working back and forth till he had it all the way inside me. It felt so warm as it pulsated inside me. I clasped my ankles together behind his back, holding him tightly to me. We screwed slow and easy, our lips pressed together in a long kiss. My hands on his strong arms, gripped him tight. We fucked for a long time, slowly building our tempo. I felt myself cumming. Steven sensed it too. I didn’t hold back, not waiting on Steven.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..Ohhhhhhhhh…Arghhhhhhhhhhh” I cried out. 

Steven fucked me hard and fast till he exploded his load deep inside me. He cock pushed hard into me, his body paralyzed as his cum flooded into me. My hands gripped his arms tight till his climax subsided. Steven collapsed on top of me, my arms held his body against mine. We held each other till our bodies gradually relaxed and our breathing returned to normal. Steven slowly lifted himself off of me. His cock slipped out of me, trailing cum between us. 

“Sex was never so good!” He muttered, barely able to speak. “That was fucking incredible!”

I lifted myself up, resting on my elbows. We kissed passionately, our bodies still heated from the sex. We cleaned ourselves up and took the stained beach towel off the berth cushions. Steven looked up through the cabin door. It was pitch dark outside. Steven flipped the cabin’s interior lights on, bathing the entire area in a soft, warm glow.

“We can turn the spotlights on and make it back to the marina or we can stay put and sleep on the boat.” He stated. 

“Never slept on a boat before.” I responded, kissing Steven. “Be a shame if we’d miss this chance.

Steven’s face beamed at my remarks. He went back up on deck and brought down our things, turning the mooring lights on for safety. We covered ourselves with a light blanket, snuggling against each other. I dozed off in Steven’s arms, feeling the gentle rocking of the boat floating on the calm water. It was the ultimate end to a perfect day!

I woke up later that night. Checking my watch, it was almost 3:00am. I slipped out of Steven’s arms being careful not to wake him. I lit up a cigarette and climbed the steps up to the deck. Sitting on the rear lounge, I could hear occasional traffic far off in the distance, over the noise of the chirping crickets. Thoughts about Steven and I, where this might lead and thoughts of his family entered my mind. I wasn’t too thrilled about meeting his two sons, fearing they might not like me dating their father. What would Steven’s friends and business acquaintances think of me, certain they wouldn’t approve of my career choices. A relationship with Steven might prove detrimental to him and his career. There seemed to be many more “cons” then “pros” to us sharing a relationship other than business. 

I finished my cigarette, tossing it into the water. I slipped quietly back down the steps and into the berth next to Steven, putting his arm around me, holding his hand tightly to my body. I’d let Steven decide how far and how long he wanted our relationship to continue. I would accept whatever he wanted.

“Hey sleepy head! Wake up!” Steven whispered in my ear. “It’s daylight.”

“Huh………what time is it?” I asked, still half asleep.

“It’s almost 7:00.” Steven replied. “I let you sleep a little while I fixed some coffee.” 

Steven and I put the berth back into the dinette position. We sipped the coffee, listening to the morning news on the radio. We eventually got dressed and pulled the anchor back onboard. Steven let me drive the “Legal Beagles” back to the marina after showing me how the controls worked. It was a tremendous feeling of power, throttling the boats engine and speeding across the water. The marina was nearly deserted when we pulled up to the dock.

I called Amber from my cell phone, asking her to bring me some dress clothes to the club. Steven dropped me off at the service entrance to the club just as Melissa and Jackie pulled up. We kissed good-bye, neither of us caring that we were being watched. Our kiss lasted for several minutes. 

“I’ll call you later this afternoon.” Steven whispered, catching his breath. “I’ll get the purchase agreement back to you before the end of the day.”

I watched Steven pull out of the parking lot. Jackie and Melissa stood behind their cars, staring at me.

“Well, what are you looking at?” I shouted.

“That’s what we want to know.” Jackie replied, grinning. “Don’t tell me you’re just getting in from your date.”

“Well……………I overslept just a little.” I said, trying to hide my smile.

“Sleep!” Jackie exclaimed. “Bet you didn’t get a whole lotta sleep! And what the hell was that kiss all about! Thought you was gonna suck his face off!”

I unlocked the service door, propping it open. The three of us walked through the bar, climbing the stairs to the upper level office. 

“Forgot your bra too, huh!” Jackie shouted, rubbing my back. “Damn, that must have been some date!”

“Crap.” I replied. “I left my bikini on the boat. Bet I left it hanging on the door.”

Melissa and Jackie laughed at my remark. I grabbed a quick shower in the bathroom adjacent to the office while Melissa put on some fresh coffee. Amber was running late so I wrapped a towel around me, covering as much of myself as I could.

“What’s on the agenda for today?” Melissa asked. “Shopping for a wedding dress?”

“OK! OK! Enough already!” I exclaimed. “It was just a social date, nothing more.”

I was lieing and both Jackie and Melissa knew it. It was more than just a social date, at least to me it was. I was sure Steven felt the same about it. The sex was important to him but not as important as just being with me. 

“Did you have any luck contacting Tony or Darren?” I asked, looking at Jackie.

“No luck at all.” She answered. “Chris and Rickie haven’t seen them either.”  

“Well, let’s not waste anymore time trying to get in touch with them.” I stated. “We’ll run into them sooner or later. We’ve got Chris, Richie, Ryan and Paul. That’s enough to get us through the first movie.”

“How many more guys are we planning on hiring?” Melissa asked, smiling coyly. 

“I’d like to have at least twelve we can rotate around.” I replied. “Don’t want the consumers getting tired of the same ole faces.”

“I could stand a little rotating myself!” Melissa exclaimed, causing everyone to laugh.

Amber entered the club, carrying my clothes. I took the clothes from her when she reached the office, heading to the bathroom. I heard several spells of laughter, as I got dressed. No doubt, the girls were having fun trading remarks about my date with Steven.

“I just brought you one pair of panties.” Amber quipped, grinning. “Hope that’ll be enough.”

“OK, anymore remarks before we get down to business?” I kidded back. “Let’s hear them now so we can get them over with.”

No one made any more smart remarks although I’m sure there were several on their minds.

“Melissa, why don’t you see if you can get in touch with the realtor about the property on Franklin Road?” I suggested. “Steven’s given his approval on the lease documents. I just want to have another look before signing. 

“We get this building, what’s next?” Jackie asked. 

“Lot of prep.” I replied. “We’ve got to get showers installed, cubicles constructed, equipment bought, technicians hired, the list goes on and on.”

“We’re still quite a aways from shooting our first movie then?” Melissa asked.

“Yeah, at least four weeks, maybe longer.” I answered. “That’s just my guess.” 

Melissa got in touch with the realtor. He agreed to meet us at the building right away. Amber stayed at the club, waiting for the deliverymen. Jackie, Melissa and I drove over to meet with the realtor. He was there waiting on us when we arrived. The three of us casually strolled through the building, inspecting every nook and cranny. I was particularly interested in the security system and perimeter fencing. I was hesitant about spending six-grand a month on the lease but the building would suit our needs. I signed the lease documents and the realtor handed over the keys to the property. 

“Well, we’ve got ourselves a studio!” I announced to Jackie and Melissa. “Starting tomorrow, we meet here at 9:00 instead of the club.”

My cell phone rang and I answered it without looking at the caller I.D. It was Steven, calling from his office.

“Are you at the club?” He asked. 

“No, I’m at our new studios.” I answered, excitedly. “Just signed the lease papers a few minutes ago.”

“What’s your plans for the rest of the day?” Steven asked. “Can you get away for lunch?”

“I’d like to but we need to do some shopping for office equipment.” I replied. “How about dinner later this evening. I can try and get away from the club after 7:00.”

“Sounds even better.” He stated. “I’ll drop by around then. I…………..I miss you already.”

“I miss you too.” I said without hesitating and without thinking. I wasn’t sure if I regretted saying it or not.




Never Enough Ch. 07



I called Amber to let her know the good news about leasing the studio. She informed me the appraiser had called. He was on his way to the club, bringing the finished appraisal for the club. The three of us hurried back to the club. I was anxious to find out what I was going to have to pay for J.R.’s. I had no idea what the market value was; optimistic it wouldn’t be more than I was really willing to pay. Jack, Barbara and I had agreed we’d accept the appraiser’s evaluation for the selling price. 

We arrived back at the club before the appraiser got there. Two beer trucks were being unloaded at the service door. Another delivery truck, carrying our liquor and snack supply order was parked next to the building. Melissa let us out, not able to stay. Amber and Marcus were in the storeroom taking inventory as the deliverymen restocked us. 

The appraiser finally showed up about an hour later, entering through the back doors. 

“Miss Kramer.” He spoke. “I finally finished the appraisal, sorry it took so long.”

“That’s alright.” I replied. “I’ve been tied up with other matters anyway.”

We sat at a table in the bar while he went through the appraisal with me. He’d taken into account all the items I’d mentioned that needed replaced, repaired and upgraded. The appraisal was a true value of the present condition of the club. I hoped I hadn’t missed anything. As part of the appraisal, he’d estimated the value of the nightclub after everything on the list was completed. I was happy with the figures he’d come up with. I hoped Jack and Barbara would still agree on our deal. 

I phoned Steven to let him know the appraised value of the nightclub so he could complete the purchase agreement. He asked me to make copies of the appraisal so we could attach it to the purchase documents. We’d present it to Jack and Barbara as soon as possible. I was optimistic the deal would go through. I’d be damn glad when it was all done. I called Barbara at home to set up an appointment to meet with them and hopefully close the deal. She sounded as anxious as I was, if not more so. We agreed to meet at their home around 11:00am the next day.

Jackie and I spent the rest of the day at the office supply store. I’d made a list of everything we’d need to get the office up and running. Luckily, quite a few of the larger items were on sale. We still managed to spend several thousand dollars before completing our order. The manager guaranteed delivery the next morning. 

“Damn! Things are really coming together aren’t they?” Jackie exclaimed as we exited the store.

“Just like you an that lawyer fella, Steven!” She added, grinning.

I didn’t say anything but she could tell by the smile on my face, she was correct in her assumptions. It was almost 2:30 when Jackie dropped me off at my apartment to pick up my car. I handed her the extra set of keys to the studio. She seemed very surprised.

“Would you get two duplicates of each key so Melissa and Amber can each have a set?” I asked her. “I want the four of us to have our own keys.”

I arrived at the club shortly after 3:00pm. There were already quite a few customers, more than normal for a Monday. Amber was behind the bar, managing to take care of everything by herself. She was wearing white thong panties and my white thigh-length boots. Her short blonde hair and supple breasts were already getting her plenty of tips. She gave me the thumbs up as I passed by to talk with Marcus.

“How’s everything going Jennifer?” Marcus asked. “You look a little tired.”

“I’ve been on the go since early this morning.” I answered. “Looks like it’s going to be a long night. We’re busier than usual for a Monday!”

“Seems like business has really picked up since you took over.” He remarked. “Any word on Jack and Barbara?”

“I’ll see them late tomorrow morning.” I replied. “We should sign the final purchase agreement then.”

“By the way.” I added. “If you see a nice looking gentleman in his late-twenties with salt and pepper hair coming up the steps to my office, it’s alright. I just wanted to let you know.”

“Bet he’s that lawyer guy!” Marcus exclaimed, grinning. “The great kisser!”

We both laughed at his remark. I figured Amber must have filled him in on what transpired earlier that morning.

I had a few hours before Steven was due to arrive for our dinner date. I utilized the time to update my to-do list for the nightclub. I was counting on Chris, Ryan and Paul to do most of the work. They’d be less expensive than a regular contractor and alot easier to work with. 

“Hey, you hungry!” Steven spoke, leaning over my desk. His face displayed a big smile.

“Hey yourself!” I responded. “I didn’t hear you come up. Course you can hardly hear yourself think over these damn speakers!”

Steven and I descended the steps to the bar level. I motioned to Amber I was leaving for dinner. She knew I’d be back shortly and I had my cell phone with me if she needed me. Fawn was behind the bar with her, the two had everything under control.

It was still sunny outside when we exited the club. Steven drove to Red Lobster on Shadeland Avenue. We had a great dinner, chatting about business and the purchase agreement. Steven agreed to meet me at his office in the morning so the two of us could drive over to Jack and Barbara’s. I still had my fingers crossed the deal would be wrapped up without any last minute problems. Steven held my hand throughout most of dinner. It was a little awkward at times but I wasn’t about to object.

After dinner, we drove back to the club. I scanned over the club as Steven and I entered. Amber spotted us, gesturing frantically for us to approach the bar. As we neared her, she motioned towards a table against the back wall. I looked in the direction she was pointing and saw Chris sitting with another guy about the same age as him. Chris smiled as Steven and I approached their table. The two men stood up as Chris introduced me to his friend.

“Jennifer this is Jared.” He stated. “Jared this is Jennifer. Jared and I work together on sound systems. Jackie mentioned you needed some help.”

“Nice to meet you.” I stated. “This is Steven Wells, my attorney and close friend.” 

Jared was a tall, slender guy in his mid-twenties, I guessed. He had a short dark beard that was neatly trimmed. His hair was slightly darker than his beard. He had a pleasant smile and a firm handshake. 

“As you can tell, this sound system needs trashed.” I added. “Think you guys can help me out?”

Steven and I sat down with Chris and Jared. The two already had some ideas for improving the club’s sound system. I didn’t know much about sound systems so alot of it sounded confusing and complicated. I asked Chris and Jared to work me up a plan with some sketches and most importantly, costs for equipment and labor. They readily agreed, eager to get the job.

“Amber told me you signed the lease for your new studio.” Chris spoke. “How soon before you get into production?”

“I’m guessing at least four weeks.” I replied. “There’s still alot of preparation to get everything set up.”

We discussed hiring actors and actresses along with camera and sound technicians. Jared mentioned he knew some guys who were looking for technical work, including himself. It was difficult for us to converse with the music blaring so we cut our conversation short.

Steven and I ascended the circular stairway to my office. I noticed Steven looking over the railing at Chris. He didn’t appear to be too happy at Chris’s presence.

“What’s the matter?” I inquired, already certain of the answer.

“Nothing.” He muttered. “Nothing’s the matter.”

I could tell he wasn’t telling me the truth. Meeting Chris did bother him and not just a little. I took Steven’s hand and led him into the bathroom adjacent to my office, closing the door to shut out most of the noise from the bar.

“Is it Chris?” I asked. 

“No!” He replied.

“Steven, tell me the truth!” I exclaimed. 

Steven didn’t answer me, hesitating to say anything. He leaned up against the vanity, his arms crossed over his chest.

“You pissed caused I fucked him?” I asked. “You know I’ve made porn movies and not just with Chris!”

“I thought I could handle it.” He muttered. “It’s just the thought of you and him together that bothers me. I can‘t compete against him.”

“Compete!” I shouted. “What the hell do you mean compete against him? With Chris it’s strictly business, strictly for the money!”

“What was it with me?” Steven asked, sarcastically. “Was it strictly business?”

“Don’t be an ass.” I replied. “You know better than that.”

Steven walked towards the bathroom door, hesitating to open it. He looked back at me.

“I’ll see you in my office tomorrow at 10:00.” He murmured, his face stressed. 

Steven walked out of the bathroom and across the office. I waited till I was sure he had time to leave the club before I went back to my desk. It was difficult to concentrate on work so I stepped down to the bar to get myself a drink, a double Scotch.

“You OK?” Amber asked. “Thought maybe you might take the rest of the evening off. Maybe spend it with your boyfriend.”

“Steven’s just my attorney.” I quickly replied. “That’s all. Nothing more.”

The rest of the night passed by quickly. Marcus stood beside me as I made the closing from the cash register, double-checking me. He locked the doors and we made a final check of the bar. As usual, he escorted me to my car.

I arrived at Steven’s law office precisely at 10:00am the next morning after a short meeting with everyone at the studios. Sarah was sitting behind her receptionist’s desk. Her friendly smiled greeted me as I entered.

“Hi Jennifer.” She spoke. “Mr. Wells is expecting you. You can go on in if you like.”

I took a deep breath, slowly proceeding to his office. Steven was sitting behind his desk going through some paperwork. I waited in the doorway till he motioned me in. 

I sat down across from his desk, setting my attaché next to my chair. I wore a short red leather skirt and white frilly blouse. I crossed my legs, making my skirt hike a little shorter. Steven looked up from his desk, stopping momentarily to check out my legs.

“Would you like some coffee before we go?” He asked. “Sarah just put some on.”

“No, no thanks.” I replied, sharply.

Steven knew how much I craved coffee, especially early in the morning. My answer caught him off-guard. He continued reading through the paperwork. I could see it was the contract between me and Scott and Melissa.

“I’ve made a few changes to your contract with the Townsends.” He stated, handing me the document. “I’ll let you look it over and approve it before I have Sarah type it up.”

I scanned over the document, my eyes occasionally looking over the top of the paperwork at Steven. 

“OK.” I said, curtly. “It’s alright with me.”

“Guess we may as well go.” Steven suggested. “You want to take my car or yours?”

“Might be best if we take separate cars.” I answered. “I don’t want to take up anymore of your time than I have to.” 

The two of us exited his office, stopping briefly at Sarah’s desk. He handed her the contract, ordering her to get it typed up as soon as she could work it in to her schedule. We left his office, walking towards our cars. I had parked a few spaces from Steven on purpose. He grabbed my arm, pulling me towards his car. I didn’t resist his gesture, getting into the passenger seat of his Mercedes.

We drove to Jack and Barbara’s in silence except for my occasional driving directions. Steven’s hands gripped the steering wheel like he was going to tear it off. We made the drive north of town in a little over thirty minutes, arriving just before 11:00. Steven was tense the whole time. 

I introduced Steven to Jack and Barbara. Jack was walking with the assistance of a cane, his face looked gray and sunken. I wanted to say something to him but not in front of everyone. We sat down in their livingroom. Steven sat next to me on the couch. I handed the purchase agreement to Jack and Barbara, sitting back while they read it over. It was written in simple language, outlining the purchase price, payment terms, responsibilities and numerous clauses covering everything I could think of. It protected the buyer as well as the sellers. Jack and Barbara read over the appraisal as well as the purchase agreement before signing the documents. Each of us would have a copy for our records.

We didn’t stay long; Jack appeared to be quite tired. I put my arms around him before we left, kissing him lightly on the cheek. My gesture brought a big smile to his face. I was more than just concerned with Jack. I was deeply worried about him. Barbara escorted Steven and I to the door. I asked her to keep in touch with me. She knew what I meant, stating she’d call me from time to time. As we left the house, I noticed the sold placard attached to the top of the realtor’s sign in the front yard. I figured it wouldn’t be long before Jack and Barbara relocated to Oregon. 

Steven and I drove back towards the center of town. His hands were more relaxed on the steering wheel. I caught him glancing at my legs from time to time. We were almost halfway back to his office before he spoke.

“Would you like to stop for some lunch?” He asked, glancing at me. 

“I’m not really hungry.” I replied, snapping back at his question.

“Now who’s being an ass?” He exclaimed. 

I didn’t say anything, not wanting to get into an argument with him while he drove. The downtown traffic was backed up because of some construction work ahead. Steven pulled off onto a side street, heading east away from his office. I lit a cigarette, rolling my window down to let the smoke out. He probably didn’t approve of anyone smoking in his car but I didn’t give a damn.

“Can you call your secretary and cancel your appointments for the rest of the day.” I inquired. 

“What………..why?” He asked. 

I didn’t answer his question. It didn’t need answering. Steven made the call on his cell phone, letting Sarah know he wouldn’t be back to the office till the next day.

“Ok, now what?” He inquired.

“My place.” I stated, looking away from him. 

Steven quickly wheeled the Mercedes to the north. We arrived at my apartment in less than twenty minutes. Amber was sitting on the couch watching one of her favorite soap operas when we entered. She smiled and spoke to Steven. He nervously returned her greeting.

“Jackie called.” She stated. “The office supply store delivered everything this morning. She thought you might want to know.”

I didn’t offer any remark to her statements. I tossed my purse and attaché on the diningroom table from a few feet away. Amber could see I was upset and distraught.

“You want me to leave?” She asked. “I can go on to the club.”

“No, I don’t want you to leave.” I replied. 

Steven followed me to the kitchen. I poured myself a double Scotch and took a cold beer from the refrigerator, tossing it to Steven. He caught the can with both hands. He opened it slowly, trying to drink the foam before it spilled over. I motioned for him to follow me up the stairs to my bedroom.

“Take off your clothes and get on the damn bed.” I commanded with a serious look on my face.

I left him, walking into the master bathroom. I took off my clothes except for my panties, bra and high-heels. Steven was lying on the bed, wearing just his tight black briefs. He didn’t take his eyes off me as I walked towards him. I stopped to light up a cigarette and pick up my glass of Scotch. I put one knee on the side of the bed, leaning over Steven.

“Here’s the way it is Steven.” I boldly stated. “I love to drink and I love to smoke!”

“I love to fuck and I love to screw………both men and women!” I added. “Most of all, I love to make love. There is a fucking difference!”

“You can accept me for what I am, it‘s up to you.” I stated. “This can be your LAST time with me or it can be your NEXT time with me. It’s up to you.”

I drank the rest of the Scotch down, slamming the glass down on the nightstand. I put my cigarette in the glass, not having an ashtray handy.

Steven reached up and grabbed my wrist, pulling me down on the bed. He kissed me hard and passionately. I struggled to break free but his strong arms and hands had me pinned to the bed.

“Fuck………….You!” He exclaimed. “Nobody and I mean nobody, so much as even touches you but me!”

“You can quit acting like a whore right now.” He screamed. “I won’t accept it.” 

We were both breathing hard, almost out of breath. I heard Amber racing up the carpeted steps towards my bedroom. 

“Hey, Hey!” She shouted. “You two need a rescuer or a referee?”

I looked over at Amber for help. I was still struggling against Steven, still breathing hard. 

“You can stay and watch if you like.” Steven said, looking at Amber. “I’m about to make love to Jennifer whether she likes it or not.”

Steven held my arms firmly, leaning down to kiss me. His kiss was soft and passionate. My lips responded to his. I felt his tongue slip between my lips, licking them side-to-side. My tongue gently flicked at his, drawing it into my mouth. I thought about biting down on it with my teeth but he forced his tongue far into my mouth. I sucked on his tongue with my lips. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me through the material of his underwear. I was breathing so hard, my breasts crushed against his chest each time I inhaled. I struggled to get my hands free from Steven’s grasp.

“Amber, come over here and hold Jennifer down.” He ordered.

“Don’t you do it Amber.” I countered. “Don’t listen to him.”

Amber hurried over to the bed, taking my wrists from Steven’s hands. She used all her strength to hold me down. Steven unhooked the clasp on the front of my bra, spreading it open. His lips kissed every inch of my breasts, flicking his tongue gently over my nipples. My body, tired from struggling, submitted to his oral stimulations. I was moaning deep inside. Amber held my wrists firmly in her grasp even though I quit struggling. 

Steven pulled my panties off, tossing them to the floor. He gently forced my legs apart. My pussy was already wet, my juices flowing. Steven kissed my pussy, making love to it with his lips. I closed my eyes, forcing tears out onto my cheeks. He darted his tongue deep inside me, causing my butt to lift off the damp sheets. Steven’s tongue fucked in and out of me till I came. The orgasm shook my whole body.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh…Goddddddddddd…Stevennnnnnnnnnnnn” I cried out.

Steven didn’t stop tongue fucking me till my orgasm started to wane. He sucked on my clit hard, making me cum a second time. I bit my lip to keep from crying out but I couldn’t keep quiet.

“Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..Nooooooooooooooo….Ahhhhhhhhhhh” I screamed.

My eyes were watering so bad, tears were running down my face. Amber still kept her grip on my wrists. Steven jumped from the bed and stripped his briefs off. His hard cock jutted straight out towards me. He slowly climbed between my legs lifting them to his waist.

“Now………….we’re going to make love.” He whispered aloud. “No fucking, no screwing, just making love.”

Steven’s cock eased between the lips of my swollen pussy. My cum lubricated his cock as he slowly and gently pushed its length into me. I let out a gasp, feeling his balls tight against my ass. Steven stroked in and out of me slowly, gyrating his hips to intensify our lovemaking. He made me cum within minutes, an extraordinary orgasm that had me almost paralyzed. I whimpered till it gradually diminished. Steven never increased his tempo, stroking in and out of me gently. He made love to me for another ten minutes before he came. His hot load flooded into my soaked pussy. He held himself over me, then slowly lowered his body on top of mine. We kissed tenderly, our lips gently meshing together. Steven kissed the salty tears from my face till they were gone.




Never Enough Ch. 07



I felt Amber release her grasp on my wrists and slide off the side of the bed. My hands were almost numb but I managed to bring them down to Steven’s shoulders. I held him tight against me. His hands slid underneath me, holding me. His cock was slowly losing its rigidity.

“I better be getting down to the club.” I heard Amber say. “I’ll see you later.”

“Jennifer won’t be in this evening.” Steven said. “She and I have alot of lovemaking to do.”

“I’ll call you later……………maybe.” I muttered to Amber. “You and Marcus do the closing tonight, Ok?”

We listened as Amber walked down the stairs. A few moments later, we heard the front door to the apartment open and close. Steven helped me off the bed and into the shower. We didn’t say a word to each other till we climbed back onto the fresh sheets on the bed. We dozed off for an hour or so.

That evening we made love several more times. Steven called out for pizza, even that we ate in bed. We both drank soft drinks. Scotch doesn’t go all that well with pizza. I did smoke a few cigarettes, almost a half a pack. Some things you just don’t want to give up. Making love, making money and smoking were at the top of my list.

I called Amber around midnight to see how things at the club were going. It was a typical Tuesday night, slow but steady, she said. 

“How’s Steven?” Amber asked. “You better hold on to him.”

“He’s alright.” I replied. “Just a little tired.”

“You two were fucking incredible!” She exclaimed. “It was so fucking hot! I’m still thinking about it.”

“Well…….it wasn’t fucking……….it was making love.” I stated, looking at Steven lying next to me.

“Don’t forget our 9:00 meeting at the studio in the morning.” I added just before hanging up.

Steven held me in his arms that night. We both slept uninterrupted, not waking till early morning.



Never Enough Ch. 08



The alarm went off right at 7:00am, scaring the hell out of me. I quickly turned it off so it wouldn’t wake up Amber. I looked over, expecting to see Steven lying next to me but he wasn’t there. I could faintly hear the television downstairs in the livingroom. I felt relieved that he hadn’t left. Slipping on a terrycloth robe, I headed downstairs, noticing Amber’s bedroom door was still partially closed.

“Good Morning.” Steven greeted me as I entered the kitchen.

“Good Morning.” I responded, giving him a long, soft kiss. “Thought you might have ran off.”

“No, I’m just an early riser.” He replied. “I’ve been up since 5:00, catching up on the latest news.”

Steven and I sat at the diningroom table, sipping our coffee. I lit up a cigarette, my first of the day and certainly not my last. Amber came padding down the thickly carpeted stairs, wearing just her bikini panties. She’d obviously forgotten about Steven being there, quickly covering her bare breasts with her arm. 

“OOPS! Sorry!” She exclaimed, rushing past us towards the kitchen. 

Amber poured herself a cup of coffee and joined us at the diningroom table. She didn’t bother covering herself, realizing Steven had already seen her topless at the club. Walking around bare breasted seemed normal to her.

Steven and I drove to his office, leaving the apartment shortly after 8:00. Steven parked his car in the reserved spot and walked me to my car, carrying my attaché for me. I opened the car door and turned to face him. We kissed for several moments, not really wanting to pull our lips from each other’s. Sarah, Steven’s secretary pulled in right next to my car. I was sure she got an eyeful but I didn’t really care. I doubt if Steven did either.

“I’ll call you as soon as I check the contract one last time.” He stated. “OK?”

“Yeah, maybe we can get Scott and Melissa set up with an appointment so we can wrap this one up too.” I stated. “I really need their check.”

We kissed one last time before I pulled the Eldorado out of the parking lot, heading for the studio. I still had plenty of time to make the meeting on time unless I ran into road construction. Just as luck would have it, I ran into one detour after another, arriving almost a half hour late. I noticed Jackie and Amber’s cars already there alongside one I hadn’t seen before.

I entered the studio, walking down the hallway that separated the two offices. Everyone was sitting at a large folding table drinking coffee. Scott was sitting next to Melissa. I assumed it must have been his car in the parking lot that I didn‘t recognize. The strange look on his and Melissa’s face wasn’t what I wanted to see. I wasn’t prepared to hear any bad news but I was positive it was forthcoming.

“I hate to break the news to you at this late date but I’m afraid Melissa and I are going to have to withdraw from forming a partnership in your enterprise.” Scott stated. 

His statement sounded like he’d rehearsed it over and over. He looked at Melissa as she handed me her keys to the studio. She couldn’t look me in the eye. She was focused off somewhere in the distance.

“Do you mind telling me why?” I asked, choking out the words.

“Well, we’re having some financial difficulties.” Scott stated. “I don’t feel getting involved in another business right now is the best thing for Melissa and myself.”

Another fucking rehearsed statement if there ever was one, I thought. Melissa sprang up from her chair and rushed out. Scott put his hand out to shake mine, offering another apology.

I didn’t want to shake his hand but I felt it was the businesslike thing to do. I really wanted to tell him to “go, get fucked”. I listened to his footsteps till he exited the building.

“Now what are we going to do?” Jackie asked.

I didn’t answer her question right away, taking a couple of minutes to think before I spoke. 

“We keep going!” I exclaimed. “I’ll finance it myself. I’m not going to let this setback take me down!”

“Hon, are you sure?” Jackie inquired. “It’s a hell of alot money!”

“I’ve got no choice.” I responded. “With my ready cash and income from the club I should be able to pull it off. We’ll just have to make sure our first movie is a hit!”

“I’ve got money in the bank I can loan you if you need it.” Amber offered. 

“I’ll keep it in mind but I don’t want to borrow your money.” I responded. “Thanks for offering it though.”

Taking my cell phone from my purse, I called Steven at his office. Sarah answered the phone, transferring me immediately. 

“You can stop reading over the contract.” I said. “That fucking Scott and Melissa backed out on me. They just left.”

“Oh damn!” Steven responded. “Now what are you going to do?”

“I’m not throwing in the towel, that’s for sure!” I exclaimed. “Just going to regroup, maybe make a few changes.”

“What about the money?” He asked. “You don’t have enough, do you?”

“I’ve got enough. I’ll just have to watch how I spend it.” I replied. “It’ll be tight but I’ll make it.” 

“Let’s get together this evening at the club.” Steven suggested. “Let‘s talk things over. Ok?”

Jackie and Amber were sitting at the table waiting for me to return. I poured myself a cup of coffee, grabbed a donut and sauntered over towards them. I had a big smile on my face, trying to show them I was confident. 

“OK! Let’s get started.” I stated. “Amber, I’ll need you to head on to the club and start prepping for tonight. When you get a chance, see if you can get in touch with Chris and Jared. Find out where the hell their quote is on the new sound system.” 

“Jackie, we need to discuss plans for having dressingroom cubicles constructed and a shower installed in each restroom.” I added. “We’ll see if Ryan and Paul want to do the carpentry work for us. I’ll have to hire a contractor to do the plumbing. I‘ll work on that.”

At least I sounded like I had a firm grasp of the situation. 

I gave Jackie the corner office since it was the larger of the two. She would be my right-hand person, second in command. The other office across the hallway, we turned into a conference room. We moved desks, file cabinets and chairs into Jackie’s office so we could get her set up. We moved one of the folding tables along with three chairs into the other office.

The rest of the day we made sketches of cubicles and took measurements for floor space. I made a few phone calls to plumbing contractors, setting up appointments for the next day. Jackie and I broke for lunch around 1:00. After lunch, Jackie returned to the studio to do more unpacking while I’d headed to J.R.’s to get ready for my meeting with Steven.

Amber came up to the office, sitting on the edge of my desk. Her black thong barely covered her pussy. She turned my chair so I was facing her, putting her high-heels up on the armrests. I smiled, feeling like some sort of gynecologists. She handed me a large white envelope. 

“You gearing up for an examination or you just wanna have sex right here on my desk?” I quipped.

“Well, we open in less than an hour, so I guess I’ll have to settle for sex!” She smarted back.

“I’m just worried.” She stated with a most serious look on her face. 

“Hon, I’ve got enough ready cash to get the production company going.” I stated. “And still make the necessary improvements and repairs to the club.”

“That’s not what I mean.” She replied, hesitating for a brief moment. “I meant I’m worried about you.”

“Why me?” I inquired.

“I’m worried all these problems are gonna get to you.” She said. “You’re gonna crack up, you know, go off the deep end.”

She made a gesture with her hand like someone shooting themselves in the head.

“Amber, I appreciate your concern, really I do.” I laughed. “But I’m alright, I can handle it. But I definitely need yours and Jackie’s help.

“Just keep my offer in mind if your money runs out.” She stated. “OK!”

I nodded my head acknowledging her statement. She smiled and scooted off the edge of the desk. I watched her cute little bare butt wiggle across my office and descend the stairs to the main floor.

I opened the envelope she’d given me. It was a quote for a new sound system for the club. It was higher than I thought it might be but it didn’t seem unreasonable. I read over the detailed quote, noticing some items I hadn’t mentioned to Chris and Jared. They’d added some of their own ideas and suggestions that caught my attention. I wanted to think it over before making a decision. It was alot of money to make a “knee-jerk” decision on. 

It was close to 7:00 when Steven arrived at the club. Another man, much older than Steven, accompanied him up the circular stairs to the office. I hurried across the office to meet them. Steven put his arms around me, our lips kissed hard and passionate. It took both our breaths away momentarily.

“Ok, now my turn!” The older man exclaimed, grinning. “I want the same kiss!”

Steven and I laughed at his remarks.

Frank was taller than Steven, at least six foot or more. His hair was dark, almost black. I guessed him to be in his early to mid-50’s. He was slender but not skinny. He wore tan Dockers with a light blue sport shirt. He was very handsome for his age. I could see quite a few similar features between him and Steven.

“Jennifer, this is my father.” Steven introduced us as we shook hands. “Dad, this is Jennifer.”

“You can call me Frank, instead of Dad!” He quipped. “Unless you want to call me Dad! It‘s up to you.”

“I’ll just go with Frank for now.” I replied, still laughing.

“I asked my father to come along, hope you don’t mind?” Steven said. “Thought he might be of some help.”

“I don’t mind at all.” I responded. “I can use all the help I can get.”

The three of us sat at the small conference table. It must have been Frank’s first time in a strip club. He couldn’t take his eyes off the dancers and Fawn and Amber. Steven and I discussed what had happened earlier in the day.

“My guess is Scott got worried about Melissa.” I stated. “I don’t think money was the real factor in their backing out.”

“What do you mean?” Steven asked. “You reckon he didn’t trust her?”

“Hell, I didn’t even trust her.” I quickly answered. “She was so hot for Chris. Jackie told me that‘s all she talked about.”

“How are you set financially?” Steven inquired. “You got enough money in the bank?”

“Yeah, I can swing the money alright.” I replied. “I won’t have to touch my stocks.”

“What about credit?” Steven asked. “Do you have a good credit rating?”

“Zilch!” I answered. “Well, not enough to really mention. I’m not floating any loan.”

“You got any ideas?” Steven said, looking over at his dad.

Frank was still highly distracted watching all the goings on down on the floor and the stage. 

“Hey……..who’s that cute little blonde behind the bar?” He asked.

“Which one, the short-haired one or the other one?” I inquired, grinning.

“That short-haired little lady!” Frank exclaimed.

“Amber.” I replied. “Amber’s her name. She’s from Arkansas.”

“Wow, she’s a little doll.” He said. “A real southern belle, huh?”

I glanced quickly down at the bar. Amber was making gestures that I couldn’t understand. She finally put her hand up to the side of her head like she was talking on the phone. I nodded my head, acknowledging she wanted me to call her.

“Excuse me.” I spoke. “I need to make a quick call.”

Walking to the phone on my desk, I dialed the bar’s number. Amber was standing right next to it, answering it on the first ring.

“What’s the matter?” I asked. 

“Nothing’s the matter.” She replied. “Who’s that guy with your boyfriend?”

“That’s Frank, Steven’s father.” I answered, turning my back to them. “Why? Or do I really need to ask?”

“Oh, I……….was just wondering.” She responded.

“Hang on a second.” I said.

“Steven, Frank, how about a beer?” I turned asking the two guys.

“Beer sounds great!” Frank exclaimed. 

“Bring up two Bud Lights and a Coke.” I ordered, laughing. “And keep the flirting to a minimum……….well, just don’t overdue it. I don’t want you giving Frank a heart attack.”

I casually walked back to the conference table. Frank seemed to be paying more attention to me than everything else that was going on.

“How do you stand all the loud music?” He asked.

I pointed to my ears and the small wads of cotton in them. I walked back to the desk and took out a few wads of cotton, handing them to Steven and Frank. The two stuffed the cotton in their ears. 

Amber was coming up the stairs with our order. Frank didn’t notice her approaching behind him. She sat the tray down on the table making sure she leaned over Frank. Her bare breasts brushed against his shoulder. Frank’s face blushed immediately and he was grinning from ear to ear.

“Amber, don’t think you’ve met Steven’s father, Frank.” I spoke. “Frank, this is Amber, my head bartender and closest friend.”

Frank stood up and shook Amber’s hand, slightly jiggling her firm breasts. He kept glancing back and forth from her breasts to her face. It was all Steven could do, to keep from busting out laughing.

“Is there anything else I can get you, Frank?” Amber asked in her most southern accent.

“Ah…….…..no, I can’t think of anything right off.” Frank muttered, almost choking.

Frank watched intently as Amber sauntered back towards the stairs. 

“Damn, she’s got a ……….” He stated.

“Great ass!” I exclaimed, finishing his statement.

“Yeah!” Frank answered, blushing even more.

Steven and Frank drank their beer while I sipped on my Coke. I was trying desperately to get off the Scotch. If I didn’t, I was going to just create another problem for myself.

“Dad’s got a heck of alot of free time on his hands.” Steven suggested. “Why don’t you let Dad work with you, sort of as your assistant?” 

“I’d be more than happy to work with you.” Frank added. “Don’t know anything about the nightclub or movie business but I’m a quick learner.”

“Sure, I’d be crazy to turn down such an offer.” I replied, smiling. 

Frank and I shook hands in agreement. Frank’s hands were smooth, not what you’d call a working man’s hands. But, I needed his mental strength, not his physical strength. He was a semi-retired attorney, looking for something challenging to keep him busy.

I asked Frank if he’d be available to attend our daily 9:00 meetings at the studio. He consented without hesitation. I gave him the address on Franklin Road. He was somewhat familiar with the area, stating he could find it. 

I showed Steven, Chris and Jared’s quote on the new sound system. He was in the dark almost as much as I was. I needed to make a decision but I wanted to read the quote over a few more times.

I walked Steven and his father over to the stairs. Steven gave me a kiss that had me ready to tear his clothes off. I shook hands with Frank, my hand trembling just a little. I didn’t really want Steven to leave but I knew he had to be at his office early in the morning.

I stayed till closing, helping Amber and Marcus get the club shut down for the night. They really didn’t need me there. They had the procedure down pat but I didn’t want them to think I wasn’t paying attention to business. I felt it was important for me to be there. Some of the girls were going out for breakfast. They asked Amber and me to go with them. I was tired but I went with them. It had been awhile since I’d gotten to socialize with them like I used to. I missed those good times, sharing their laughter and their concerns.

Amber and I arrived at the studio shortly before 9:00. Jackie pulled in right behind us. We’d stopped at the donut shop to pick up breakfast. Amber put on a pot of coffee while I set another chair at the conference table.

“Expecting someone?” Jackie kidded. “Or is that for me to prop my tired feet up on?”

I told her about Frank and his being Steven’s father. Like me, Jackie was glad I’d found some additional help. 

Frank showed up right on time. He entered the building, standing in the hallway till I approached him. I introduced him to Jackie. He remembered Amber from the night before. I knew he wasn’t about to forget her! 

We sat around the conference table, discussing what we needed to get done. I filled Frank in on what we’d already accomplished and what we still needed to get done. I handed him a set of keys to the studio, the keys I got back from Melissa.

“Frank, why don’t you handle the plumbing contractors?” I asked. “Jackie knows what we want. I also need you to look around and see if I need any additional electrical work.”

“What about these cubicles you mentioned?” Frank asked. “Have you thought about putting in some sort of kitchenette? What about cooling off the sets better, especially with the lighting I assume you’ll be using?”

Frank tossed out more questions, faster than we could jot them down. He had some good answers to go along with his questions. I could see his help was going to prove invaluable. I could also see it was going to cost me money.

Amber got in touch with Ryan and Paul, inviting them over to see if they’d be able to do our carpentry work. 

I phoned Chris, telling him to go ahead with the new sound system for the nightclub, but without any of the additional frills they’d suggested. I could always add them on later, after I’d recouped some of my investment. They were going to start as soon as we closed Sunday morning. 

One of the plumbing contractors showed up about 10:30. I introduced him to Frank, informing him he’d be his contact person. Ryan and Paul arrived a few minutes later. Amber and I showed them our sketches. It was a similar layout to Carl’s studio. We figured six cubicles would be enough to get us going. Paul suggested turning the conference room into the kitchenette and building an office for me with an adjoining room for our computerized editing equipment. For awhile, I felt overwhelmed with questions and suggestions. I couldn’t make spur of the moment decisions, remembering it was my money at stake. I asked Ryan and Paul to give me estimates on the cubicles and kitchenette. I’d see how things looked financially before I decided on an office and editing room.

It was a very busy morning, dealing with the contractors and carpenters. I was getting a terrific headache and my day was just beginning! I sat in the conference room alone, drinking the last of the coffee and smoking a cigarette.

Ryan came in, sitting down next to me.

“Here’s what we figured up for the six cubicles and renovating this room into a kitchenette.” He stated, giving me a hand-written note. It wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought. I gave him the go-ahead to proceed.

“Paul and I’ll pick up the materials this afternoon and start tomorrow morning.” Ryan stated. “Can we get in around 7:00am?”

“Yeah, I guess so.” I replied. “I’ll have somebody here to let you in.”

It was almost 1:00 when Amber and I left for the club. Frank and Jackie decided to go out for lunch, then return to work at the studio. Amber and I had another fourteen hours ahead of us. It was turning into one, long damn day!

“So, what do you think of Frank?” Amber asked, coyly as we drove to the club.

“He’s going to work out great.” I replied. “He’s got a bunch of good ideas. Seems like he enjoys having something to keep him busy.”

“That’s not exactly what I meant.” She responded. “I meant as a person, what do you think of him?”

“Well, he’s very nice, very gentlemanly.” I answered, not able to come up with something more complimentary right off. 

“Very handsome and very mature.” Amber added.

I glanced at her, noticing her smiling. She was obviously thinking about him at the moment. I just assumed it was a passing fancy, a young girl taking interest in a much older gentleman.

Steven stopped in at the club around 6:30 with his father. Steven came up to the office but Frank headed directly for the bar and Amber. I wasn’t all that surprised but I was a little wary as to where it could lead. Steven gave me a passionate kiss, knowing several of the patrons below could plainly see us. 




Never Enough Ch. 08



“Can you get away for awhile?” He asked. “Maybe go out for some dinner?”

I didn’t bother to answer, grabbing my purse and taking hold of Steven’s arm. We exited the club and headed for his car. I was glad to get away to get something to eat. We stopped at our favorite family-style restaurant, one that served breakfast around the clock. I was as hungry as I was tired.

“Why don’t you take the rest of the evening off and catch up on some rest?” Steven suggested.

“Rest isn’t what I need.” I replied, smiling.

We barely finished eating, hurrying out of the restaurant to get to my apartment. Entering the apartment, I tossed my purse on the couch and rushed towards the stairs. Steven grabbed me pulling me back. I twisted around in his arms. We kissed hard, our lips grinding forcefully into each other’s. I slammed my tongue deep into his mouth, swirling it around. 

Steven’s hand reached up under my skirt, rubbing my already wet pussy. I moaned deep in his mouth. I reached around to the zipper at the back of my skirt, forcing it down. Steven practically ripped it down my legs. I quickly undid his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. Steven tossed his shirt and suit jacket off together. I bit him on the shoulder, biting down hard till he cried out. 

Steven grabbed the top of my blouse, yanking down hard enough to pop all the buttons off. I made a grab for his belt but he pushed my hands away, ripping my panties off. He turned me around forcing me down on the stairs on my hands and knees. Steven pushed his pants and briefs down to his knees.

“Spread that hot little ass of yours!” He shouted.

I arched my ass up towards him, feeling his hard cock slide into me with two quick thrusts. My mouth gaped open as he fucked me hard and fast. I was cumming right off. My juices lubricated his cock. Steven slammed into me harder, our bodies making loud, smacking sounds as his pelvis crashed against my ass. I came several times, each orgasm more intense than the last. My arms gave out and I fell forward on the steps. Steven fucked me till he couldn’t hold back his climax. His hot cum exploded deep inside my pussy. He held my waist tightly till his balls emptied their load. Steven collapsed down on top of me pinning me against the carpeted stairs. My breathing was already labored, his weight on top of me, made it that much harder to breathe.     After a few minutes, Steven managed to lift himself off me. I could feel his cum dripping out of my spent pussy onto the carpeting. I struggled to raise up. Steven helped me till I was standing but I was still unsteady on my feet.

“Damn, we forgot about the foreplay!” He kidded, his face grinning.

I bantered back. “Foreplay later!”

We slowly made our way up the stairs, collapsing side by side on the bed. The cool air from the air conditioning gradually dissipated the perspiration from our bodies.

It was almost 11:00pm when we woke up. Steven and I got in the shower together. I noticed the deep bite mark on his shoulder, massaging it gently with my fingers. Steven flinched when I touched it. 

“Maybe I need to practice a little more self control.” I stated. 

“Actually, it really turned me on when you bit me.” He responded, grinning. 

I wasn’t sure if he really meant it or he was just saying it so I’d shrug it off. Biting someone during sex was something I’d never done before, even during the most intense orgasms. We left the apartment, quickly returning to the club. I was wondering how Frank and Amber were getting along. I didn’t mention anything to Steven about what Amber had said, figuring it best to let nature take its course. They were both adults so it was best not to meddle.

We got back to J.R.’s shortly after midnight. The parking lot was packed. Steven found a parking space in the vacant lot adjoining the club’s.

“Looks like you’re really making the money this evening!” Steven exclaimed, grinning. 

“I’m certainly not complaining!” I responded. “I can use all the money I can get right now!”

Frank was still sitting at the end of the bar, sipping on a Bud Light. He smiled when he saw the two of us enter. Amber was busy at the other end of the bar. She and Fawn were filling drink orders as fast as they could. Marcus came out of the storeroom, refilling the coolers underneath the bar. I was glad we’d just gotten a big delivery earlier that day.

Steven and his father left the bar, although I think Frank was reluctant to leave. He had to be at the studio at 7:00 to meet with Ryan and Paul. I hoped he’d be able to make it on time. 

We were busy right up till closing. It was after 4:00am before we finished closing and restocking everything. Amber was dead on her feet, falling asleep on the drive home. 

“Why don’t you sleep in this morning?” I suggested when we got to the apartment. “We can handle things for one day.”

Amber didn’t argue, agreeing she could use the much-needed sleep.

I made it to the studio shortly after 9:00am, getting held up in construction traffic on the by-pass. Only Jackie’s and Frank’s cars were sitting in front of the building. I was disappointed that Ryan and Paul hadn’t made it. When I entered the studio, I could hear the sounds of electric saws and pneumatic hammers. I hurried down the hallway. Jackie handed me a cup of coffee.

“No donuts!” Jackie exclaimed grinning. “The guys ate them all!”

Ryan and Paul had pulled their truck and construction trailer inside the building. There were two other guys working with them. Frank waved when he spotted me watching all the commotion, hurrying over towards me.

“At the rate these guys are going, they should be done in a few days.” He stated. 

The three of us entered the conference room. Before Frank could ask, I let him and Jackie know, Amber was sleeping in. I could tell Frank was disappointed. 

We hadn’t heard back from either of the plumbing contractors yet. Hopefully, we would before the end of the day. 

The three of us discussed the audio and camera equipment we needed to purchase. A reputable supplier I’d found over the internet seemed out best source to make the purchases. They were located in Chicago, just a couple of hours or so from Indy.

“Why don’t I just drive up there and pick up the equipment.” Frank suggested. “Save us a bundle on shipping and possible damages.”

I agreed it would be best. Besides, I didn’t have a credit card with a high enough limit to make the purchases online. I’d call the supplier and verify he had everything in stock so he could get everything in one trip.

Frank suggested we purchase two portable air conditioning units for the sets. He wasn’t sure about the costs but he was going to look into it for me. Jackie was going to take care of the contractors if any questions came up. I trusted her judgment, giving her full authority to make the calls. Our meeting was fairly short. I had business at the club that I needed to take care of. We had an overabundance of cash in the safe and I needed to get it deposited in the bank. 

Friday night was a record breaker. However, all the news wasn’t good. We sold a record amount of beer and mixed drinks. The girls made as much in tips and “tuck money” as they did the previous weekdays combined. 

The bad news! I received a phone call early Saturday morning from the county sheriff’s office. It was from Andrea, she’d been arrested on drug possession with intent to sell. A large amount of cocaine was found in her car during a routine traffic stop. I was disappointed but not surprised. During the past few weeks, we’d all noticed strange changes from her usual habits. I rushed to the county jail and made arrangement with a bail bondsman to get her out.

“I’m sorry Jennifer.” She apologized. “I’m out of control.”

“What happened?” I asked. “What got you suddenly involved in drugs?”

“Cocaine’s my way of coping, my way of getting away from all the problems.” Andrea explained. “I’m going to have to sell everything before I lose it to the banks.”

“Your house and car?” I questioned.

“Everything!” Andrea stated. “I’m selling everything and getting away from all this dirty business.”

I fully understood what she was saying. There were numerous times, I thought the very same thing. It was a question of morality versus money. Money always won out! I felt more guilty in that I was providing the source for her money. Owning the topless dance club, now starting an adult movie production company. It was as if I was promoting immorality and it was all because of the money. I didn’t spend four years in college getting a degree in promoting sex but that‘s what I ended up doing.

I gave Andrea a ride home since they’d impounded her car. She lived in a very nice neighborhood in one of Carmel’s elite housing areas. Carl lived directly across the street from her. Carl, another sex promoter, was I just as guilty as him? Or was it the other way around, he was as guilty as me?

Driving back to the apartment, gave me some quiet time to think. I realized I enjoyed what I did because it made me plenty of money. Plenty of money at the expense of others. How many people had I corrupted, how many people was I going to corrupt before it all ended? My mind kept focusing on Amber, the innocent little girl from Arkansas who was working topless at the club and making porno movies. I would have been better off letting her get back in the truck with Jedadiah and head on down the road.

“Steven called, wants you to call him as soon as you get in.” Amber informed me when I got back to the apartment.

“He’s got his boys this weekend.” She added. “Weren’t you supposed to spend some time with them?”

“Yeah, I guess I was.” I replied, my words drifting off.

I called Steven on his cell phone. He was out on the boat, fishing with his sons. 

“Hi Hon!” He answered. “Just wanted to see what time we should stop by tomorrow and pick you up. Thought maybe we’d all go to the Indianapolis Zoo and make a day of it.”

“I don’t think I can make it.” I muttered. “I’ve got the guys coming in at closing to start on the new sound system.” 

It was a convenient excuse so I used it. I wasn’t ready to tell him anything different, not just yet. 

“Wait a minute.” Steven stated, his voice almost threatening. “We agreed to spend tomorrow together. I want you to meet my sons.”

“I know, I know.” I responded. “I just need to be there while they’re working. It’s not that I don’t trust them. I just don’t feel comfortable leaving them by themselves.”

“What about Marcus?” Steven inquired. “Can’t you get him to be there with them?”

I was stumped for an answer. Marcus had already agreed to be at the club while Chris and Jared put in the new system. I was just having second thoughts about meeting Steven’s kids.

“I…..……..I think it might be best if we……..…..didn’t see each other for awhile.” I said, forcing the words to come out.  

There was a long period of silence, neither of us saying anything. I noticed Amber was staring at me, a shocked look on her face. She started to say something but held back.

“I’m sorry Steven, I really am.” I apologized just before I hung up on him. Hearing the phone go dead was like experiencing a great loss.

As soon as I put the phone down, Amber started to say something. I put my hand up, not wanting to hear anything she had to say. I knew she was going to give me hell and I wasn’t up for it. I grabbed my purse and headed for the door.

“Hey!” Amber shouted. “Mind telling me what the hell’s going on? What’s with you and Steven?”

I left the apartment, not bothering to answer Amber’s questions. I didn’t want to get into a long discussion about morals and business. Getting away from everyone for awhile seemed like the best thing to do.

I took my time driving to the club. Marcus was in the storeroom, taking inventory. I passed by him heading towards the circular stairs to the office. I sat back in my chair, propping my feet up on the desk. I closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep in the quietness of the club. It was mid-afternoon when I woke up, hearing the familiar clink of beer bottles and voices from the floor below. Amber and Fawn were getting the bar ready. Amber came up to the office to get some small bills and change from the safe.

“Can you open the safe so I can get the set-up money?” She asked in a stern voice.

She followed me into the narrow hallway between the office and the bathroom. The large floor safe was built in flush with the interior wall. I dialed the combination and twisted the handle, pulling the heavy door open. I handed her a box containing small bills and rolled coins. She practically jerked the box from my hands, hurrying back across the office and down the stairs.

I spent most of the evening working on the club’s books. The dollars were adding up but my mood was slowly declining. I kept thinking of Steven and how I’d disappointed. I kept saying to myself it was for the best, at least best for him. I couldn’t be a family-type person, a wife, let alone a mother. I resigned myself to just being all business. Make a fortune, sell everything tangible and eventually move away. Start a new life! I hoped Andrea got the same chance to escape her present life, not sure how the law was going to prosecute her.

Saturday night was pretty typical, almost as many couples as male customers. Mixed drinks sold as well as beer. Marcus and Amber closed the club at 3:00am. Chris and Jared entered through the service doors, anxious to get started. 

“If things go as planned, we should be done by opening Monday afternoon.” Jared stated.

I hoped the new sound system was a big improvement over the existing one. Anything had to be an improvement. The constant background hissing and buzzing from the speakers was getting on my nerves. 

Amber handed me the cash box with the night’s receipts. She didn’t release it right away.

“You mind telling me what’s going on?” She asked. “I’m not leaving till you do.”

I was too tired to talk but I felt I at least owed her some sort of answer. I sat on one of the barstools telling her about Andrea and the serious trouble she was in.

“I feel I’m partially to blame.” I said. “I made it possible for her to make alot of money so she could indulge herself.” 

“Andrea was working here long before you ever showed up.” Amber stated. “And, she was working for Carl for quite a few years. It’s not your fault she’s on the damn coke! You didn’t force her to make that choice.”

“I know that but………..” I said, not able to finish the statement.

“Why take it out on Steven?” She questioned. “Why the fuck did you dump him like that. Just because you suddenly got a big dose of morality?”

You really fucked up!” She added. “You really fucked up!”

I didn’t say anything more. I walked back up to my office and sat behind my desk. I was getting a terrific headache. I decided to go out and sleep in my car, while Chris and Jared got to work. Reclining the passenger seat back, I thought about Andrea. I couldn’t turn my back on her, not as long as she needed my help.



Never Enough Ch. 09



I catnapped on and off till mid-morning. I couldn’t get comfortable sleeping in the passenger seat of the Eldorado. I looked over my shoulder seeing Chris and Jared’s truck still sitting at the service entrance. My neck was stiff and my throat was dry so I decided to give up on getting any sleep.

“Hey Jennifer, we’re making headway!” Jared exclaimed as I entered the club. 

“Still think you’ll make the 3:00pm deadline tomorrow?” I asked, hoping for a positive answer.

“Sooner.” Jared answered, smiling. “We’ll be done before noon tomorrow.”

“Marcus is coming in around noon.” I stated. “He’ll be here with you till early evening. I’ll be back around midnight or so.”

“Cool, we’re going to quit around six and get some sleep.” Chris said. “We’ll be back around midnight, maybe a little later. We’ll work till we’re done.”

Climbing the stairs to my office, I realized how much my legs hurt from sleeping in the car. I must have slept in an awkward position. Marcus arrived at the club around noon. We chatted with Chris and Jared on their progress before I left for home. 

Amber wasn’t home when I entered the apartment. I figured she was either out shopping or with friends. I felt much better after I got a hot shower; at least my legs had quit aching. I took a couple of aspirins and stretched out on the bed, gradually falling asleep. I tried to put thoughts of Steven out of my mind, but it was difficult not to think about him and his sons. I had ended our relationship abruptly, not handling the situation well at all.

I woke up around 7:00pm, getting dressed in casual jeans and a t-shirt. Putting on a fresh pot of coffee, I grabbed a cigarette while it brewed. There wasn’t much on television so I sat out on the patio, gazing out over the lake. There were several people out on the lake, enjoying the evening’s cooler temperature. I thought about Andrea, hoping she’d be able to get out of her drug arrest somehow but I feared the worst. I didn’t know if she could even afford a good lawyer, knowing she was having financial difficulties. I sat on the patio till it was dark, drinking one cup of coffee after another. I fixed a frozen entrée in the microwave just to appease my appetite before heading back to J.R.’s.

Chris and Jared knocked on the service doors around 12:30am. They both looked tired from working the long hours. I propped both service doors open, knowing the cleaning service would be arriving shortly. I sat at the bar watching the two men working on connecting in the new sound system. The main stereo system was still sitting in several cardboard cartons next to the stage. I was getting anxious to hear it in operation. There were still several other improvements yet to be made, but the new sound system was the most important. 

I went out for donuts around 5:00, knowing the guys were bound to be getting hungry. The three of us sat at one of the tables drinking coffee and enjoying our breakfast. 

“So, how’s the studio coming along?” Chris asked. “Almost ready to shoot the first movie?”

“Still a ways from being ready.” I answered. “Supposed to pick up the sound and camera equipment up in Chicago today but I’m going to have to make other arrangements.”

“You hired sound technicians yet?” Jared asked. “I’ve got some friends who’d definitely be interested.”

I told him I hadn’t hired anyone yet. I knew Jared was interested so I figured I’d hire him and maybe one or two more technicians. Camera operators, who were experienced in making adult movies, might be scarce. I really didn’t want someone with little or no experience.

It was around 8:30 when I left the club, heading for the studio. Jackie was already there when I arrived. She offered me a cup of coffee but I’d had enough. 

“Frank should be by with the van.” Jackie stated. “Probably be sometime this evening before he gets back from Chitown.”

“I doubt if Frank will even be by at all.” I responded walking towards the men working on the cubicles.

Amber arrived, tossing her purse on the conference table. She went to get herself a cup of coffee and a bagel. I stared out the window waiting for Jackie to join us. I was secretly hoping Frank wouldn’t show up. I wasn’t prepared to face him. My hopes soon turned to dismay when I saw a large white van pull up to the building.

I didn’t wait for Frank to enter the conference room, meeting him at the makeshift coffee bar. I wanted to talk with him in private, not in front of Jackie and Amber.

“Looks like the guys should finish up the cubicles sometime today.” He stated. “The plumbers are supposed to start tomorrow. They should be done by Wednesday.”

“Frank, we need to talk.” I muttered. “I guess you haven’t talked to your son, have you?”

“Yeah, I did talk to Steven.” He responded. “Talked to him this morning as a matter of fact.”

“Well……….did he say anything about what happened between us?” I asked, not understanding his casualness.

“Yes, yes he did.” Frank replied, walking towards the conference room.

The four of us discussed the day’s activities. I was anxious to get back to the club and see how the guys were coming along. Jackie was going to work around the studio, cleaning up after the carpenters. Amber had something she wanted to do, not going into any details. She wouldn’t be at the club till shortly before opening. I could tell she was still upset with me.

“Jennifer, I need to get going.” Frank spoke. “You got the money for me.”

I took the envelope from my purse, sliding the money across the table to him. Frank tucked the envelope in the pocket of his sportcoat.

“You don’t have to do this, if you don’t want to.” I stated. 

“I know, I know.” Frank replied, rising to his feet. 

I watched Frank leave the building and get into the white cargo van. I sensed Jackie and Amber’s eyes staring at me. I gathered up my purse and attaché, heading for my car. 

When I entered the club, the new sound system was playing. My mouth dropped to the floor, instantly noticing the difference. Music filled the entire club, no harsh sounds, no raspy background noises and it wasn’t blaring. Chris and Jared were sitting at the bar, operating one of the remote control units. 

“Well, what do you think?” Chris asked. “Better or not?”

“Wow, it’s completely different!” I exclaimed, grinning. “It’s so much better. I won’t need the cotton stuffed in my ears anymore.”

Chris and Jared were pleased with my remarks. The money I’d spent was more than worth the results I’d gotten. I gave both guys a big hug, showing them how much I appreciated their efforts. Jared showed me how the remote controls operated so I’d be familiar with it. I wanted to make sure Marcus, Fawn and Amber were familiar with their operations. I’d have a control unit up in the office; the other unit would be under the bar.

“We can do your lighting, even you fan controls if you’d like?” Jared said. “Want us to work you up some figures?”

I thought about it for a minute before agreeing to see what they could come up with. The lighting was definitely outdated, new lighting fixtures might not be a bad investment. 

Jared showed Marcus how to operate the sound system with the remote controls as well as directly at the sound system itself. He loaded in several cd’s to make sure he had the hang of it. He agreed with me, the sound system was much, much better.

I stayed at the club till Fawn and Amber arrived. Marcus went through the operating procedures for the sound system with both of them. Hopefully, our customers as well as the dancers would also appreciate the investment I’d made.

I left J.R.’s around 4:30, hoping to beat rush hour traffic. I planned on getting some sleep before returning later in the evening. I almost went to sleep on the drive home, drifting from my lane into the path of a large truck next to me. I exited the by-pass, taking to the side streets for the rest of the trip home.  

After getting some much-needed sleep and a bite to eat, I quickly showered and got dressed. It was after midnight when I pulled around back to my usual parking space at the nightclub. Walking towards the service entrance, I noticed Frank’s white van parked at the far end of the parking lot.

Frank was sitting at the end of the bar, talking with Amber when I entered. 

“I can’t believe this new sound system!” He exclaimed. “Look Ma, no cotton!”

Amber informed me the customers had made numerous comments about the improved music. So far, no complaints!

I grabbed a Coke and headed towards my office. Frank was right behind me. I sat down at my desk. Frank took the near empty envelope from his sportcoat and handed it to me.

“There’s a few hundred dollars left.” Frank informed me. “The store gave us a big discount since we spent so much.”

“Great.” I responded. “How did the trip go? Any problems?”

“Nope, none at all.” He replied. “Got back, got unloaded, thought I’d stop by and grab a beer before heading home.”

Frank sat down across from me, looking out over the floor of the bar. I bit my lip waiting for him to start in on me.

“What happened between you and Steven?” He asked, looking away from me.

“I felt it best if……………” I said, not finishing my statement.

“Felt it best for you or for him?” Frank inquired. “I’d just like to know for myself?”

I didn’t answer his question. I wasn’t sure what to say and be truthful. Was it best for Steven or was I just thinking about myself.

“You should have you butt spanked for what you did!” Frank exclaimed with a serious look on his face.

“Life’s not all about money.” He added. “You’ll never be happy if all you have is money. I know. I’ve got plenty of money and I’m not happy.”

I looked down at my hands trembling in my lap. I was fighting back tears, not wanting to break down in front of him.

“Promise me one thing?” Frank asked. “Get with Steven and try to work things out. Ok?”

I reluctantly agreed, nodding my head. I promised Frank I’d contact Steven and see if he wanted to talk things out. I didn’t promise him anything more than that. I wasn’t going to make any commitments I knew I couldn’t keep. Frank left the bar shortly afterwards, stopping briefly to say a few words to Amber. I noticed Amber glance up towards me, assuming their short conversation was about me.

As promised, I phoned Steven at his office but not until late Thursday afternoon. Sarah informed me he wasn’t in his office but she’d have him call me when her returned. I had a feeling Steven was in his office; he just didn’t want to talk. I wasn’t surprised when he didn’t return my call, actually feeling a bit relieved.

The club was packed that evening. I worked behind the bar so Fawn and Amber could at least get in an occasional break. Most of the talk amongst the girls was about Andrea. She’d pled guilty to a lesser charge of possession of cocaine. It was a plea bargain that might lead to a lesser sentence. I wasn’t sure what it would be but I was hoping she wouldn’t have to serve time in prison.

At Friday morning’s meeting, the four of us discussed hiring audio technicians and camera operators. Jared was a “shoe-in” but he couldn’t handle the audio alone. He’d mentioned having a couple of friends who were technicians. It wouldn’t hurt to interview them and see if they could handle the work.

“Why not run an ad in the local underground newspaper for camera operators?” Jackie suggested. “That’s what Carl always did.”

It sounded like a good idea. Jackie and Frank would work together on putting an ad together and getting it placed. 

“What about actors and actresses?” Amber asked. “We’ve got four guys but we’ll wear their butts out in no time! We need at least four or five more guys.”

“Planning on working overtime Amber?” Jackie quipped, laughing. “Frank here might fill one of the openings.”

“Not me, I‘d have to shave my butt!” Frank exclaimed, grinning. “Besides, I’d have to double up on the Viagra!”

“How are you going to go about handling the interviews?” Frank asked. “Just curious, mind you.”

“We’ll do the interviews one at a time.” I stated. “Two or three of us on a panel. That way we can get a group decision on each applicant.” 

“Won’t that make the applicant, nervous as hell?” Frank asked.

“That’s what I want to see.” I replied. “Weeds out the curious right off. I‘m not hiring anyone just because she‘s a female………….or a male!”

“I don’t want hardcore performers, just fresh faces who can handle having sex in front of a bunch of people with cameras.” I added. “Good storylines with dialogue, good actors and actresses and damn good camera work!” 

“Storylines, you mean full length movies?” Amber asked. “Not just ten minute clips?”

“We’ll do both.” I answered. “I want an hour and fifty minutes of story filled with great sex. The clips we’ll shoot and edit into two and four hour videos as they accumulate.”

“Who’s going to do the editing?” Frank asked. “You’ll have to hire additional people to do that. That means more on the payroll.”

“Just one person will do the editing.” I stated. “Under my direction.”

“No way you can handle it all.” Jackie stated. “Let me take care of the editing.”

Taking a moment to think over Jackie’s suggestion, I agreed but only with my help till I felt comfortable with her judgment.

We were getting closer each day to shooting our first movie. We’d do a “clip” movie first to regain some of my initial investment. That would buy us a little more time to plan our first movie.

The plumbers had finished up installing the two new showers in the bathrooms. They did a great job. It was money well spent. Ryan and Paul were going to work the weekend, staring on construction of my new office and editing room. 

Amber left immediately at the conclusion of our meeting, not saying where she was going. I presumed she had a boyfriend but I wasn’t sure. If she wanted me to know, she’d tell me. Jackie and Frank were going to work on putting the ads together for the underground newspaper. The two of them worked well together.

“Can I talk to you for a minute?” Frank asked, as I was about to leave.

“Sure, what’s on you mind?” I inquired.

“You……………and Steven.” He answered. “Thought you were going to work things out.”

“I called his office, he never returned my call.” I stated. “I’m not sure if either of us is ready to talk.”

“It’s important to me, you two at least try.” Frank said. “You’re both stubborn as hell.”

“Why is it important to you?” I asked. “You got an ulterior motive or something?”

“I’d rather not say right now.” He replied. “I will when the time’s right.”

“Frank, just so you’ll know.” I stated. “There’s no way Steven and I will ever be serious. I’m not ever getting married again. Believe me, you don’t want me for a daughter.”

“You two belong together!” Frank exclaimed. “I feel it’s meant to be!”

“We don’t deserve each other.” I responded. “Steven deserves someone better, someone of his own stature. Not some goddamn fucking whore!”

I pushed the front door open and exited the building, rushing towards my car. I didn’t want to hear anymore of Frank’s remarks. Frank held my door open, not letting me pull it closed.

“Remember what I said……….about the money.” He stated. “Life’s not all about money. And if you ever refer to yourself as a whore again, I will spank you!” 

Frank finally released my door, letting me slam it closed. I almost grinned at his reference to spanking me. I thought he actually might do it. I hadn’t been spanked since I was six or seven.

I drove to the club, fighting through all the construction traffic. Steven’s car was sitting by the service entrance when I pulled in. Marcus was helping the deliverymen get the storeroom restocked.

“Jennifer, your boyfriend’s sitting up in your office.” Marcus stated. “Hope it’s alright.”

“It’s alright.” I replied. “And he’s not my boyfriend, he’s my attorney.”

I slowly climbed the circular stairs to my office. Steven was sitting in front of my desk. I set my purse and attaché on the desk, sliding into my highback chair. We just sat there looking at each other for several minutes, trying to stare each other down.

“You here on business or is this a social call?” I smarted off. 

Steven didn’t answer; he just kept staring at me.

“I need to get to the bank.” I informed him. “If you’re going to say something, say it or else I’m going.”

“Send Marcus to the bank.” Steven commanded. “You’re not going anywhere.”

I opened the safe, stacking the money on my desk. Counting it several times, I made out the deposit slip. I glanced down at the bar, seeing Marcus signing the invoices. I stuffed the money into a safe box, locking it with my key. Steven remained silent the whole time, just staring at me. I’ll have to admit, it was getting to me. Marcus came up to my office, handing me the invoices.

“Would you mind going to the bank for me?” I asked him. “See Katy when you get there. She knows what I want.”

Marcus picked up the safe box and started to walk away.

“You going to be alright?” He turned and asked.

“I’ll be fine, Marcus.” I replied. “Don’t worry about me.”

Steven and I watched as Marcus left through the rear service doors. It was just the two of us alone. 

Steven took a small white box from his suit pocket, placing it on my desk. I looked at it briefly before looking back at him.

“No…………you know there’s no damn way!” I exclaimed.

“We’ll talk ONLY after you put it on.” He boldly stated. “And not until.”

“I’m not putting it on.” I responded. “So you can just put it back in your pocket.”

Steven rose from his chair and walked towards the stairs.

“Steven………Steven!” I screamed. “I’m not putting it on! Steven!”

Steven disappeared down the stairs. Rushing towards the railing overlooking the bar, I kept shouting his name. He never looked back as he exited the bar. I slowly walked back towards my desk. I hesitated to pick up the box, knowing its contents. I put it in my desk drawer, trying to forget about it.

“If this was his way of working things out, I wasn’t going to concede.” I thought. “There‘s no way I was going to make a commitment to him!”

I took the box out of my desk drawer and slowly opened it. The diamonds sparkled in their gold setting, one diamond in the center, surround by two smaller diamonds on each side. I gazed at it for several moments before closing the box and putting it back in the desk.

I didn’t know how to handle the situation. I knew down deep, I wanted Steven back. Giving me the ring could only mean one thing; he wanted me too. Was it his way of saying he loved me? Did I love him? I wasn’t sure what love was anymore. Were we confusing love with lust? I tried my best to put all thoughts of us together out of my mind.

Friday night got busy immediately after we opened, lots of “suits” and “blue-collar workers” letting off steam. The new sound system was working great. I drifted from table to table chatting briefly with the customers. I heard numerous compliments on the music and how much better it sounded. I contemplated the new lighting Chris and Jared had suggested. I’d have to see how the money was holding out before making that decision.

Frank stopped in around 9:00 with Jackie. I was sitting at the bar talking with a few customers when I spotted them. There was one open table so we sat down together. Jackie handed me a folder with the ads she and Frank had put together.

“See what you think of these.” Jackie said. “We can get them in next week’s issue if you’ll approve of them.”

I read them over carefully, not finding any faults with their work. With any luck, we should be getting responses within a couple of weeks.

“They’re fine with me.” I stated. “Let’s go ahead and run them.”

Frank and Jackie left the bar after having a drink. I noticed Jackie slip her hand inside Frank’s arm as they strolled out. I wondered if the two of them might be hitting it off socially as well as working together. They both seemed awfully happy during our brief conversation.




Never Enough Ch. 09



It was after 4:00am when Marcus and I left the club. He escorted me to my car, his nightly ritual with all the girls, not just me. I drove home, enjoying the cool morning air flowing through the open window of the car. I was so worn out from the previous day; even driving seemed a big chore.

It was almost noon when Amber shook me till I woke up. The warm spray of the shower felt great as it cascaded over my shoulders and down my back. Toweling off quickly, I headed down the stairs towards the kitchen. I stopped long enough to light up my first cigarette of the day. Amber came into the diningroom carrying two cups of coffee.

“Marcus told me Steven was at the club yesterday afternoon.” Amber said. “You guys back together?”

“No, we aren’t getting back together.” I muttered, still not fully awake. “He won’t talk until I agree to his………….. He just won’t talk.”

“What do you mean he won’t talk?” She asked. “Agree to what?”

I took a long drag off the cigarette, hesitating to answer. I reached inside my purse and took out the little white box. I pushed it across the table towards Amber. Her eyes widened and her mouth dropped open. She quickly opened the box.

“Oh my God, Jennifer it’s beautiful.” She exclaimed, squealing. “Why aren’t you wearing it?”

“Steven won’t talk till I agree to wear it.” I responded. “That’s so lame. He knows I won’t ever marry him so why would I put the ring on?”

“Maybe he just wants a commitment from you.” Amber replied, smiling. “Sure wouldn’t hurt to put it on, see how it fits.”

“I’m not putting it on.” I answered. “I’m not making any commitments I can’t keep.”

“Put the ring on, quit being a bitch.” She stated. “You can always take it off later.”

“I’m not being a bitch.” I snapped back. 

“Then put the ring on.” Amber repeated, pushing it towards me. “Or are you afraid you won’t want to take it off?”

Removing the engagement ring from its satin encased box, I hesitated momentarily before slipping it on my finger. The ring was beautiful; the diamonds sparkled as they caught the sunlight coming through the diningroom window. In my mind, I could only think of what the ring represented. It was difficult for me to accept.

I looked at Amber’s smiling face. She took my hand in hers, gently squeezing my fingers.

“You’re going to keep in on, aren’t you? She murmured.

“Well……………that’s up to Steven.” I answered.

The two of us sat at the diningroom table, not saying anything more about the ring or Steven. I was sure Amber’s mind was running amuck with ideas but she kept them to herself. I poured myself another cup of coffee while Amber went upstairs to shower and get dressed for work. The ring felt awkward on my finger. It had been awhile since I’d worn a ring, the last, a wedding band from my first marriage.

We opened J.R.’s right at 3:00pm. By 5:00, we were filled almost to capacity. I made a quick check of our beer inventory, afraid we might run low on some brands. Everything was running smoothly, giving me time to catch up on the books. We were running well into the black. I made a decision to go ahead with more improvements to the club. Hopefully, Chris and Jared would come up with some good numbers for new lighting. Better to reinvest money in the club than pay it out in taxes.

My cell phone rang early in the evening. I didn’t recognize the phone number but the area code was 310, southern California. It was Matt Wheeler from CalWest Marketing Systems.

“Hey Jen, how’s things in the great Midwest?” He asked. “More importantly, how’s your production company coming along?”

“Things are good here.” I answered. “We should be ready to shoot our first video in a few weeks.”

“Great, going to give us first crack at it I hope?” Matt asked. “We’re so close and all.”

I knew what he meant by “close and all”. That was history, something I didn’t care to remember.

“Yeah, I’ll let you have first chance at marketing the video.” I replied. “See how well you do for us.”

I wanted to sound like I had the upper-hand. I needed Matt’s company to market our videos more than he needed me to produce them. There were more production companies than distributors competing to sell their products. 

“Paul and I are making a trip to Chicago week after next, meeting with some retailers.” Matt stated. “Thought maybe you and Amber might want to join us.” 

“Sounds interesting but it’s difficult for me to get away with the club and all.” I replied. “Business before pleasure! You know how it is.”

“Yeah, I’m afraid I do.” Matt replied in a disappointed tone. 

Matt and I chatted a little longer before exchanging good-byes. Making sure I stayed on his good side was important, at least for now. 

I spent the balance of the evening answering questions from the girls, asking about the engagement ring. They all seemed very happy for me, making it impossible for me to tell them I was reluctant to wear it. 

Frank and Jackie stopped in around midnight. Frank had his arm around Jackie’s waist as he guided her towards one of the few empty tables. Jackie motioned for me to come over and join them. I grabbed my coffee and cigarettes, making my way towards their table. Jackie grabbed my hand as soon as I sat down.

“I couldn’t wait till Monday to see your ring!” Jackie exclaimed. “Amber called and told me all about it.”

I glanced at Frank’s smiling face. He could tell I wasn’t as thrilled as I should be. It was hard for me to pretend, even in front of Jackie, who could read me like a book.

“We’ve still got alot of talking to do.” I said, before Jackie could ask too many questions.

Jackie knew what I meant. I’m sure Frank had informed her of what had recently transpired between Steven and me. She kept holding my hand, not wanting to let go. It was her way of letting me know, she knew what I was going through. 

I told them about Matt’s call from California earlier in the evening. Frank was in the dark about who Matt was so I filled him in. Jackie knew what had transpired, about the $3000 and about Amber and me spending the night with him and Paul. I could trust her to keep it a secret.

Steven phoned me late Sunday morning. He asked if I’d like to go out on the boat with him, just the two of us. It would provide a pleasant setting for us to talk. It would also keep me walking away, unless I decided to swim to shore. Amber was already gone, probably out with her boyfriend. Steven picked me up around 1:00, giving me a long, tender kiss at the door. Steven held me in his arms for several minutes.

We drove out to the marina on the reservoir, not saying much. We arrived at the busy marina, parking in the near-full parking lot. Steven started the engine on the “Legal Beagles” while I untied it from its slip. We cruised down the lake, passing numerous boaters and skiers. Steven pulled the boat up to a dock leading up to a newly built home.

The home was a multiple level brick structure. Large windows along the back of the home afforded a picturesque view of the lake. The large patio at the rear of the home was surround with lush landscaping. Two balconies overlooked the patio and lake from the second level. I felt as though we were intruding, although I could see the house was empty. I sat down on the wall along the edge of the patio.

“Why don’t we talk?” I spoke, breaking the silence. “You first.”

“Ok. First of all, I know how you feel about marriage.” He stated. “I’m not going to press that issue. If we can’t be husband and wife, I’d like for us to at least be together. I love you. I want you to know that.”

“Are you sure you really love me?” I asked. “Do you realize what you’re letting yourself in for? How are you going to explain me to your friends and to your children? People aren’t going to want you for their lawyer.”

“I know what love is and I know it’s you I love.” Steven replied. “My two boys were really disappointed they didn’t get to meet you. They took it personal, thinking you didn‘t want to meet them. What few friends I have, will accept you. And, I’m a damn good attorney, I won’t lose any clients because of you.”

“Why can’t we just keep going along like we were?” I asked. “Just dating, a casual relationship, nothing more?”

“I need more than just a casual relationship.” He responded. “I need a meaningful relationship. I think that’s what we have. Don’t you feel the same way?”

I did feel the same; I just didn’t want to admit it. A meaningful relationship was something we both needed. Both of us had gone through bad marriages. Steven had gotten over his but I was still bitter. Even my own family felt I was at fault for not making a go of it. I needed a man in my life. I needed Steven.

“I have to be in control of my own life.” I stated. “I don’t want to answer to anyone but myself. You know what I‘m getting at.”

“I’m not a control freak.” He countered. “I want you to lead your own life, just share it with me. That’s all I’m asking.”

“What if I say no?” I asked. “What then?”

“If it’s no, then………………..” Steven stuttered. “It’s over between us. I won‘t bother you anymore.”

“That’s not what I want.” I admitted. “I don’t want it to be over between us. I just don’t want us to be arguing all the time either.”

Steven put his arm around me, pulling me close to him. I told him I loved him, wanting to assure him I did care deeply for him.

We held hands while we walked around the house, frequently peeking in the windows. The house wasn’t far from Scott and Melissa’s, made a mile or so. It wasn’t the kind of house I’d ever be able to purchase. I was comfortable with the apartment Amber and I shared. I felt I lived at the club since I was there so much.

“I’ve got some food and wine on the boat.” Steven stated. “How about something to eat?”

I readily agreed, not having eaten anything since I gotten up. We sat on the back of the boat, sipping chilled wine and eating deli sandwiches. Being out on the lake had a calming effect on both of us. We seemed to forget our differences and reservations about each other.

It was late evening when we got back to the apartment. Amber’s truck wasn’t parked in front of the apartment. 

“You want to spend the night?” I asked. “Looks like it’ll just be the two of us.”

Steven and I showered together, taking ample time to lather each other’s bodies. Our shower lasted for almost half an hour. We didn’t bother to towel each other completely dry before heading to the bedroom. I wanted to make love to Steven more than ever.

We held each other close, our lips pressed softly together in long, tender kisses. Steven’s hands rubbed over my body, massaging and fondling. I eased him onto his back, straddling him. I kissed his neck and nibbled at his ears, softly whispering how much I loved him.

I kissed slowly down his chest, my tongue flicking lightly over his nipples. My tongue traced down over his tummy towards his hard cock. I let my breasts rub against his dick, teasing him. My lips slipped over the head of his cock, slowing engulfing as much of his shaft as I could. Steven’s body tensed, a low moan escaped his lips. I worked my lips up and down his cock, gently sucking on it, swirling my tongue along the underneath side.

My pussy was soaking wet from the thoughts of having my lover deep inside me. Holding Steven’s cock, I lowered myself down on him, working it into me. When I had him all the way in me, I leaned down, kissing him hard and passionately. Steven’s hands cupped my ass lifting me up and down on his hard rod. We fucked slowly, so our lovemaking would last. I wiggled my hips as I lowered myself down on him, feeling his cock spreading my pussy. 

Steven raised off the bed till we were upright, facing each other. He kissed and licked my breasts, lightly sucking on my hardened nipples. Steven pushed me over on my back, his cock still deep inside me. We fucked each other, grinding hard when our bodies met. I came several times, my body constantly quivering till my orgasms gradually waned. Steven fucked me till he couldn’t hold back any longer. The hot cum exploding from his cock filled my pussy, giving me the most sensational feeling. His cum flowed till his balls were empty. I gripped his hard body with my legs, not wanting us to part. We gradually drifted off to sleep, our spend bodies still locked together.  

I didn’t remember hearing Amber come home. When I awoke the next morning, she was asleep in her bedroom, alone. Steven was still asleep. It was just daybreak, a little past 5:30am. The sun was partially blocked by the dark clouds. I slipped down to the kitchen and put on coffee, lighting up a cigarette while it brewed. I twisted the engagement ring on my finger back and forth. It was just a nervous habit.

I was happy Steven and I had worked out our differences. We both knew where we stood. Steven realized I was apprehensive that we could make our relationship work but he knew I would make every effort.

It was 7:00am when I woke Steven from his sound sleep. We kissed till our lips hurt. I watched him get dressed, wishing he didn’t have to leave. He barely had time to drive home, shower and get dressed to be at his office by 8:30. We shared a quick cup of coffee before I walked him to the door.

I showered and quietly dressed after Steven left. Amber was still asleep when I checked on her so I decided to let her sleep in. Leaving her a brief note on the refrigerator for her, I headed over to the studio for the 9:00am meeting. 

Frank and Jackie were standing together watching Paul and Ryan’s crew constructing the new office and editing room. I fixed myself a cup of coffee and joined them. 

“With any luck, we should be done by Wednesday.” Paul stated. “Ready for painting and carpeting.”

“That’s great, we’ll be doing interviews, next week.” I replied.

Frank, Jackie and I sat in the breakroom. I let them know Amber was sleeping in and not going to be in attendance. We discussed how we were going to conduct the interviews to fill the positions we had open.

Jackie’s cell phone rang, scaring all of us. We quietly waited while she answered the call. She only said a few words before handing me the phone.

“It’s Carl.” Jackie stated. “He needs to talk to you, says it’s important.”

I reluctantly took the phone, not wanting to talk with him. I didn’t feel we had anything to discuss.

“Jennifer, this is Carl.” I heard him say. “I’m at the Hamilton County Sheriff’s Office. You have to come immediately.”

“What’s the matter?” I nervously asked. “Is it Andrea?”

“Jennifer, please. Just come.” Carl begged, his voice breaking up as he spoke.

“Ok, I’m on my way.” I informed him. 

My hands shook so bad, I almost dropped Jackie’s cell phone handing it back to her.

“What’s the matter?” Jackie asked. “What’d Carl want?”

“I don’t know, but I’ve got to leave.” I muttered, grabbing my purse and heading for the front door. “I’ll call you as soon as I find out.”

I made the drive to the Sheriff’s Office in Carmel, cutting across side streets to avoid construction zones. It scared me knowing Carl was at the Sheriff’s and not willing to talk over the phone. I parked in the visitor’s lot and hurried into the building. Carl was standing in the lobby with two men dressed in suits. 

“Carl, what’s going on?” I asked, terrified of what he might answer. His face was pale, almost colorless.

One of the men introduced himself as a detective with the Sheriff’s Department.

“Are you Ms. Jennifer Kramer?” He asked.

“Yes, I am.” I replied. “What’s this all about?”

Instead of replying, Carl and I were escorted to a small room off the main concourse. A small table with four chairs were its only furnishings. The detective took an envelope from his pocket and placed it in front of me. It was sealed with my name written on it. My hands trembled as I opened it, taking out the hand written note. It was a brief letter from Andrea; simply stating she couldn’t take going to prison and losing everything she’d worked so hard for. It ended with her asking me to forgive her. Carl stood behind me, reading the note over my shoulder.

I handed the note back to the detective. He briefly read it before putting it back in the envelope. I was crying before he told me the news. Andrea had taken her own life sometime Sunday, carbon monoxide poisoning, sitting in a car in her garage. She’d purchased the car sometime Saturday at a local used car lot. She’d been discovered when a deputy made a routine check on her a couple of hours earlier that morning.

I remember briefly passing out when I heard the news. A female, uniformed officer was attending to me when I came to. 

Neither Carl nor I really knew what to say or ask. Carl was standing at the window looking out into the concourse.

“Where is Andrea now?” I asked when I regained control of myself.

The detectives informed us she was at the coroner’s awaiting disposition. 

“We contacted her family in Louisville but they don’t want to cooperate.” One of them stated. “They declined to make any arrangements. The state will take over if no one else will.”

“I’ll take care of making the funeral arrangements.” I muttered. “Carl, can you help me?”

“Yes, of course.” He replied, barely holding back his tears.

Carl and I were left alone in the room to gather our thoughts. We just sat looking at each other. 

“Let’s go outside so I can smoke a cigarette and get some fresh air.” I suggested.

We sat outside on a park bench near the entrance to the building. Carl held my hand in his. We both needed each other more than ever to get through this.

“You want me to call someone for you?” He asked. “Jackie or Amber maybe.”

“I’ll call Jackie, better if she hears the news from me.” I replied. 

Carl sat with me while I phoned Jackie, then Amber. Amber was going to contact all the girls and let them know what had happened. I called the club several times before Marcus answered the phone. I told him to lock the club up after we got our deliveries and put a note on the front door letting everyone know we’d reopen Tuesday.

“I need to make a phone call.” Carl said. “I’ll be right back.”

I sat there alone, waiting for Carl to return. I saw Steven drive into the visitor’s parking lot and rush towards me. He put his arms around me, holding me firmly.

“Amber called my office and told me where you were.” He said. “Thought you’d want me with you.”

I nodded my head, acknowledging I did want him with me. Carl came out of the sheriff’s station.

“We need to go to the funeral home to make arrangements.” Carl stated. “I’ve made arrangements for them to come and get her.”

Steven and I followed Carl to the funeral home. We spent the rest of the afternoon finalizing the funeral services and making arrangements at the cemetery. Carl and I agreed to split the costs. The services would be held early Thursday morning.

Steven drove me back to get my car at the sheriff’s station. He wasn’t too crazy about me driving but I assured him I’d be alright. My hands weren’t shaking anymore and I was able to think clearly.

“I’ll follow you back to your apartment.” He stated. “Leave your car and we’ll spend the rest of the day together.”

“Can we go out to the lake?” I asked. “I’d like to go out to the lake.”

Steven and I drove out to the lake, turning into the driveway of the vacant house we’d been at the day before. We walked down to the dock and sat with our feet dangling over the edge. The sky was still cloudy, blocking out most of the sun. I felt like crying but I couldn’t, not anymore. 

“I don’t want you to blame yourself.” Steven spoke, his arm around me. “It’s not your fault. Andrea made all her decisions, not you and not Carl either.”

I still felt partially guilty. Carl and I had provided her with the resources to make the money she spent on drugs. How many others might be in the same situation. I had to find out and do something about it.




Never Enough Ch. 09



Steven and I sat on the dock till late afternoon. We made our way up towards the house, stopping briefly to look back at the lake. I didn’t want to leave the serene setting. Steven sensed my feelings so we sat in the car for several minutes before heading back towards the city.

“I want you to stay with me tonight.” Steven said. 

I willingly agreed. I didn’t want to go back to the apartment. I’d only dwell on the day’s events. I couldn’t change what had happened.

Frank and Jackie were at Steven’s home in Westfield when we arrived. Jackie offered to fix dinner. I wasn’t hungry but I ate, just to keep my strength up. After dinner, I stretched out on the couch in the livingroom. I put my head in Steven’s lap, gradually falling asleep.



Never Enough Ch. 10



The thunder shaking the house woke me early Tuesday morning. I found myself lying next to Steven in bed, his strong arms holding me close. I could barely see my clothing neatly placed on a chair in the corner of the room. I didn’t remember getting undressed or going to bed. The last thing I remembered was resting my head in Steven’s lap on the couch. I clutched Steven’s hand to my breasts, drifting back to sleep.

It was mid-morning when I awoke the second time. Steven was gone, leaving me alone in the queen-size bed. I could hear voices coming from the other end of the house. Sitting on the edge of the bed, I tried to get my bearings. I had a splitting headache. Making my way to the bathroom, I glanced in the mirror. My hair and make-up were a mess. It took me awhile to get myself fixed up and dressed. Drifting down the hallway, the voices became more familiar.

Frank and Jackie were standing in the kitchen, chatting over coffee. The stopped talking when they saw me approaching. 

“How you feeling?” Frank asked. “Better I hope.”

“I’m ok, just a headache.” I muttered. “Where’s Steven?”

“He left for his office around 8:00.” Jackie replied. “Said to keep you here for the day.”

“I can’t stay here all day.” I responded. “I’ve got things to take care of.”

I sat down at the dinette table in the kitchen. Jackie set a cup of coffee in front of me. I needed a cigarette to go with it but I couldn’t remember where I’d put my purse. I settled for the coffee, sipping it slowly. 

Frank sat down across from me. 

“How about some breakfast to get you day started?” He suggested. “Might make you feel better.”

“No, no thanks.” I replied. “I couldn’t eat anything.”

“Amber’s at the studio with Paul and Ryan.” Jackie said. “She’s going to stay with them till noon. I’ll stay with them the rest of the day.”

“I need to get back to the apartment.” I stated. “Grab a shower and get down to the club.”

“I’m going with you.” Frank spoke. “I’m not about to leave you alone.”

I started to reply to his remark but caught myself before speaking. It was useless to argue with him. He was as bullheaded as his son.

Frank drove me home, waiting in the livingroom while I showered and got dressed. I’d left my attaché at the studio so I asked Frank to drive me there before going to J.R.’s. My headache had subsided so I was feeling better.

I smoked one cigarette after another. The leather upholstery in Frank’s Jaguar sedan was probably absorbing most of the smell. 

“You need to quit that awful habit!” He exclaimed. “Not good for your health!”

“You sound like my father.” I responded. “He used to say the same thing.”

“You ever see your folks?” He asked. “I never hear you mention them.”

“They pretty much disowned me after the divorce.” I replied. “Said I didn’t try to work things out.”

Amber was talking with Ryan when Frank and I walked into the studio. She came rushing over to me, putting her arms around me.

“You should take some time off.” She suggested. “Get away till everything’s back to normal.”

“I wouldn’t know what normal is.” I stated. “I don’t want to just sit around and do nothing. I’ve got to stay busy.”

I picked up my attaché and headed towards the door. Frank lagged behind, saying something to Amber. I couldn’t hear what they were saying.

I waited in the car till Frank finally came out. We headed west towards the club when Frank suddenly turned north.

“Where we going?” I asked. “I really need to get to the club.”

“Marcus can take care of the club till Amber gets there.” He finally replied. “Guess you could say, I’m kidnapping you for the day.”

Frank pulled into a convenience store, parking near the door. 

“Come on, we need to do a little shopping.” He commanded.

I followed Frank into the store. He piled my arms full with sandwiches, potato chips and snack items. Frank carried the soft drinks as we made our way to the checkout counter. We picked up several bags of ice on our way back out to the car. I purchased two packs of cigarettes, not wanting to run out.

“Mind telling me where the hell we’re going?” I asked as we drove northeast, away from the city.

“Thought the two of us would spend the day on the boat.” He replied. “Just the two of us. Maybe do a little fishing.”

Frank and I loaded everything onto the boat and headed out onto the lake. The clouds had cleared off, letting the sun glare off the water. I put my sunglasses on so I my eyes wouldn’t squint so much.

“You bikini is down below in the cabin if you want to put it on.” He informed me.

Franks suggestion sounded good to me so I stepped down below deck and quickly changed into the white bikini. Frank pulled the boat close to the shoreline and tossed the anchor over, tying it to one of the cleats. He opened two Cokes, handing me one.

“You want to fish or lie out in the sun?” He asked. “I’d love to teach you to fish.”

“Fishing sounds great.” I replied. “I’m willing to give it a shot.”

Frank spent quite awhile teaching me how to cast and reel the line back in. It took me several tries before I started getting the hang of it. I wasn’t nearly as good as Frank but he complimented me anyway.

“My grandsons love to come out and fish.” He stated. “Steven’s not much on fishing though.”

“I can’t wait till you meet Zack and Trey.” He added. “You’ll love them.”

“What do you think they’re going to say about me?” I asked. “Think they’ll approve?”

“Well, they won’t call you Mom right off.” He quipped.  I started to respond to his remark but thought it would only start a disagreement. I kept my mouth shut and kept on fishing.

My arms got tired after awhile so I decided to lay out for awhile while Frank kept on fishing. Thoughts of Andrea crept into my mind. I felt Carl and I had done the right thing in taking care of her when nobody else would come forward. That made me feel a little better.

Frank and I sat on the front deck over the cabin, eating the sandwiches and chips. I was hungry, not having eaten since the evening before.

“Steven said he took you over to the house on the lake.” Frank said. “What’d you think of it?”

“You mean the new house that’s sitting empty?” I replied. “It’s beautiful, nothing I’d consider buying, but it’s nice, sitting right on the lake and all.”

“You wouldn’t want to live there?” He curiously asked. 

“Why? Is there something I should know before I answer?” I inquired.

“Well………..Steven and I bought the house a few months ago.” He answered. “Sort of an investment.”

“Sort of?” I quipped. “Why doesn’t one of you move in instead of leaving it empty?

“Awfully big house for just one guy all alone. Don‘t you think?” He responded, smiling coyly. “Maybe Jackie and I will move into it.”

“You and Jackie spend alot of time together.” I said. “You two serious or is it just something casual?”

“I’m going to ask Jackie to marry me.” He murmured. “Just need to find the appropriate time and place.”

“Married!” I exclaimed. “You are serious!”

“What do you think she’ll say?” Frank asked. “I’m afraid she might say no. There‘s eighteen years difference in our ages.”

“Have you made love to her?” I blatantly asked.

“Of course, almost every night.” He answered. “Thank God there’s Viagra!’

“How does she respond to you when you’re………….making love to her?” I inquired.

“She goes a little nuts, clawing and screaming out.” He muttered. “It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. She squeezes the crap out of me!”

I had to grit my teeth to keep from laughing out loud at his answer. I could just about picture Jackie in the throws of ecstasy clawing away at Frank.  

“Well, I’m the last one on earth who should be dispensing advice on love and marriage.“ I quipped. “But, I’d at least ask her.”

“Think I’d make her a good husband?” He asked.

“You better!” I exclaimed. “You’ll answer to me if you don’t!”

The two of us lay out on the deck of the boat till early evening. Frank let me drive the boat back to the marina, something I really enjoyed. Throttling the power up on the “Legal Beagles” was exhilarating. I didn’t bother getting dressed, opting to wear the wear the white bikini home. Frank sure wasn’t objecting when we walked past a couple of his friends sitting on their boats tied up at the same dock. 

I hastily showered and got dressed. Even if Tuesdays were a slow night, I still needed to get to the club and make sure things were going smoothly. Marcus and Amber had everything well under control. I could always count on those two.

The rest of the week went by slowly and without incident. Thursday morning, almost everyone from the club gathered at the funeral home for Andrea’s services. Although I was adjusting to the fact she was gone, it was still hard to accept. Carl and Steven sat next to me during the brief ceremony, both giving me strength to make it through the ordeal. I held back my tears. I think I was all cried out. 

That evening, Carl phoned me at the club.

“Just wanted to make sure you were alright.” He said. “I’d like to talk with you about your production company. Maybe we can collaborate on something.”

“Sure, we can talk.” I responded. “How about Monday morning, 9:00 at the studio?”

Carl agreed to meet with me so I gave him the address of the studio. Even though I was distrustful of Carl, it wouldn’t hurt to talk with him. Better to keep in at bay than to have him as an enemy.

Later in the evening, Steven stopped by the club. I was helping out behind the bar but I took time to spend with him up in the office. We didn’t get to spend much time together so we both made extra efforts to meet, even if it was only briefly.  “Dad bought Jackie an engagement ring this afternoon.” Steven informed me. “Think he’s going to pop the question sometime this weekend.”

“Is he still worried about their age difference?” I inquired. “He mentioned that was his biggest concern.”

“Yeah, I think that and the fact they haven’t really known each other very long.” He answered. 

“They do make a nice couple, no matter what their ages.” I stated. “Both of them have been married before so they know what they’d be getting into.”

“Sort of like us isn’t it?” Steven stated.

“Be nice if they’d move into the house on the lake.” I said, changing the subject somewhat. “I’m sure Jackie would love it out there.”

“Dad, maybe, maybe not. He’s always lived in Westfield.” He responded. “He loves the lake though.”  Steven left the club around 10:00, giving me a passionate, good-bye kiss before he left. I walked with him out to his car, leaning through the window for one last, brief kiss. 

“I’ve got Zack and Trey this weekend.” He stated. “Thought maybe the four of us could have a cook-out at the house on the lake. Maybe Dad and Jackie would like to join us?”

“Sounds great.” I replied. “I can hardly wait to meet them.”

My reply brought a big smile to Steven’s face. There was no way in getting around meeting his sons this time, no excuses. Steven would never excuse me again.

Sunday morning I awoke to the sounds of Amber moaning loudly. At first, I was startled but then realized she was in bed with someone, probably the boyfriend she’d been keeping secret from everyone. The door was closed so I couldn’t see who it was. I did see a pair of cowboy boots and a pair of blue jeans lying on the floor at the top of the stairs. Maybe Amber’s got herself a cowboy! Wonder if he parked his horse out front!

After showering and putting on my make-up and fixing my hair, I put on a pair of dress slacks and a nice blouse to compliment them. Steven’s sons were just four and five but I wanted to look my best. Steven picked me up shortly before noon. He could tell I was nervous. He took my hand in his to help calm me. Frank and Jackie were already out at the house with Zack and Trey. 

“Relax, will you?” Steven said. “You’ll do fine. Just be yourself.” 

We pulled into the circular driveway at the house. Frank’s Jaguar was parked in front of the house. I took a deep breath before opening my car door. Steven helped me carry the food and beverages into the house. I could see the two boys playing out in the backyard. Frank had his arm around Jackie, pulling her in close to him as they stood on the patio.

“You want to see the house or meet the boys first?” Steven asked. 

“Let’s meet you two sons.” I replied, knowing it was what he wanted to hear.

Steven and I walked through the French doors stepping out onto the patio. Zack and Trey spotted us and came running up the hill. Steven introduced me to them as his girlfriend, when I shook both their hands. The boys quickly returned to their playing down by the lake.

Jackie and I worked in the gourmet kitchen preparing the food while Steven and his dad cooked the steaks on the gas grille.

“You two set a date yet?” I asked Jackie.

“Not really, maybe next month.” Jackie replied. “You think it’s alright if I marry him?”

“Why, don’t you love him?” I asked, surprised at her question

“Yes, I love Frank very much.” She replied. “Is that enough reason to get married?”

“If you really love the guy, then I don’t see anything wrong with marrying him.” I stated.

“If that’s the case, why aren’t you marrying Steven then?” Jackie asked, grinning.

“You and Frank have a chance at making a go of it.” I answered. “Steven and I don’t.”

“Jennifer, you got more bullshit excuses for not getting married than anyone I ever saw.” She stated. “I think you’re just scared of failing at another marriage.”

“Hey, steaks are about ready!” Frank exclaimed, standing just inside the French doors.

We ate out on the patio, enjoying the view. Frank and Jackie talked about their impending wedding. They just wanted immediate family and a few friends, nothing big. Jackie asked if I’d be her maid of honor. Naturally, I accepted, considering it an honor. 

We sat out on the patio till almost 7:00. The sun was slowly setting behind the tall trees surround the lake. The boys were playing down by the lake but not close enough where they might be in any danger.

Steven and I took Zack and Trey home around 8:30. The boys sat in the backseat of the care, behaving themselves, hardly saying a word. Steven walked them up to their door. I could barely see the boy’s mother standing just inside the doorway. I don’t think she could see me in the darkness of the car.    “I think it all went pretty well with the boys, don’t you?” Steven stated, as we drove back to my apartment.

“Yes, it was a really nice day.” I responded. “Zack and Trey are great kids.”

I was relieved that things had gone well. Steven and I didn’t say much on the drive back to my apartment, preferring to just hold hands and keep silent.

Carl was right on time for Monday morning’s meeting. I briefed everyone on why Carl was there so nobody would be in the dark. I was just going to hear him out, nothing more.

Carl suggested I use some of his technicians to shoot our first video. It would give us more time to sort through all the applicants. I already had Jared picked for one of the audio technicians but I still needed two more. I was familiar with Carl’s camera operators. They had plenty of experience and were damn good at what they did. I would definitely consider using them but I didn‘t want to seem overanxious.

Carl offered us the use of his wardrobe and lighting for a nominal rental fee. I was getting curious as to how Carl was going to operate without his key people and some of his equipment. 

“Mind telling me how you’re going to make your own videos without camera operators and lighting.” I inquired. 

“Well, I’m not real busy right now.” He answered. “Sort of on a hiatus for a few weeks, maybe longer.”

Good answer but it was clearly a lie. The few times I’d driven by his studio I hadn’t seen any cars there. I doubted he was making any videos at all. I wasn’t sure why but there had to be a good reason.

I told Carl I’d be getting back with him. I wanted to discuss everything without Carl’s presence. Jackie knew him better than anyone. I was anxious to get her view of what had been said. Carl left the studio, shaking hands with Frank, wishing him well with his impending marriage to Jackie.

“Ok! Let’s hear what everyone’s got to say.” I exclaimed.

“He’s either got something up his sleeve or he’s asshole deep in trouble!” Jackie spoke out. “I don’t know which but I’m leery of the bastard.”

“Hey, I thought it was nice of him to offer to help us out!” Frank exclaimed. 

“Frank, honey. I was married to him, I know how Carl is.” Jackie responded. “With him, everything’s in dollar signs.”

“Amber, what do you think?” I asked.

“I’m not crazy about having his people working at our studio.” She replied. “Be like inviting the competition in to see what you’re doing.”

“I’m inclined to agree with you there.” I stated. “But anyone of us could be a spy or an informant.”

“I say we go for everything, the lights and wardrobe, but not his camera people.” Jackie spoke out.

“I don’t want to break in new camera operators.” I said. “They’d be like virgins.” 

The four of us sat around the table mulling over ideas. I finally made the decision to work with Carl’s camera operators. If they told Carl what we were shooting, there’s not much we could do about it. I wanted experience behind the camera, not a bunch of guys drooling all over themselves.

“There’s one thing I want posted on the front door so everyone entering the studio can see first thing.” I stated. “Everyone working for me will have to go through a drug test every thirty days. And, I want a background check on everyone too.” 

“Does that include us?” Frank asked. “Jackie, Amber and myself.”

“Yes, everyone.” I replied. “Does anyone have a problem with it?”

No one spoke out but Frank got a funny look on his face. I noticed his hands gripping the arms of his chair.

We spent the rest of the morning, looking over the responses and resumes we’d received from our ad in the underground newspaper for actresses and actors. We sorted out all the “definite no’s” first. That eliminated more than half of them right off. We reviewed each applicant, deciding on whether to set them up for an interview or not. Hiring the right guys and girls wasn’t going to be easy. The interview process would be difficult, tense and downright embarrassing for most.

We finished the meeting around noon. Amber and I were heading towards the club. Jackie and Frank were going to move things around so Ryan and Paul could start on converting the conference room into the breakroom. Jackie was going to start scheduling appointments for interviews. 

I cornered Frank off away from everyone, knowing something serious was on his mind.

“You want to talk to me about something before I leave?” I asked him.

“Oh………….” Frank hesitated to speak. “I better tell you something before it comes out in a police report.”

I got a lump in my throat, worrying about what he was going to tell me.

“I was disbarred.” He muttered. “I told Jackie, I decided to retire because of too much stress.”

“Why were you disbarred?” I asked. “Too many parking tickets?”

“Hah, I wish.” Frank responded. “I aided in a cover-up for a big chemical corporation that was doing business here in Indiana. Raked in several million, got caught with several high-ranking officials. Everyone’s career was ruined. I made a deal with the feds. It kept me out of prison and out of the newspapers.”

“I assume you can pass the drug test?” I asked. 

“Of course. I’ve never taken anything more than aspirin.” He replied.

“And Viagra!” I added, smiling. “I won’t do a background check on you. There isn’t anything else you want to tell me, is there?”

“No. I’m clean.” Frank answered. 

Amber and I drove to the club dodging several construction zones along the way. Seemed like there were as many orange cones on the road as there were cars. I thought about Frank’s past. Dollar signs had affected his better judgment, damn near ruining his life.




Never Enough Ch. 10



Steven stopped by the club around 6:00. We sat at the bar, discussing Carl’s offers at the morning meeting. Steven didn’t know much about Carl except what I had told him. He felt I’d made the right decision. I told him about the drug test and background checks on everyone.

“Everyone!” He exclaimed. “You mean just the performers.”

“Everyone, including your dad.” I replied. “Well, just a drug test on your dad. I’m not concerned about his past.”

“Oh…..ok.” Steven responded.

I wasn’t sure if Steven realized that his father must have told me what had happened or not. I didn’t want to discuss it any further. It wasn’t something I was concerned about. 

After Steven left, I phoned Carl, letting him know we’d graciously accept his offers, except for the audio technicians. I was still going with Jared and one or two of his friends to fill those positions. I wasn’t sure when we’d need everything so I left that option open, telling him I’d get back with him.

Tuesday morning, Amber and I arrived at the studio almost an hour before our first interview was scheduled. We’d conduct the interviews just outside my office. Frank and Amber set up a table with four chairs for us to sit at. I had them place a chair and table in front of the table about ten feet away on a carpeted mat. I made sure the digital still camera was ready for Amber. She was becoming quite a good photographer, picking it up as a hobby. It looked like we were ready to conduct our first interview. I wanted Jackie and Amber to sit on either side of me with Frank at the end of the table.

“Our first girl is supposed to be here at 9:00.” Jackie stated. “I allowed one hour for each interview. Think that’s enough time?”

“Should be.” I answered. “Most will probably run like hell within the first ten minutes.”

Darcy, our first interviewee, was a former model. She was 24, 5’9” with blonde shoulder length hair. She wore a fairly short skirt and tailored blouse. She had great legs, “dancer’s legs” as Amber often referred to them. She appeared to have a good figure but nothing spectacular. She’d done some commercials but no acting and no porn films. Her hands fidgeted in her lap, a definite show of nervousness but that was understandable.

I introduced her to everyone so she’d at least know their names. I told her right off, what kind of movies we were producing. I didn’t want to waste time beating around the bush. She didn’t get up and run out of the studio like I thought she might. After reviewing everything with her, I asked if she had any questions. She couldn’t think of any right off. Probably too nervous to ask. I told her about the payscale, which brought a big smile to her face. The payscale was the same as what I’d made working for Carl.

“When it comes to sex, is there anything you don’t want to be involved in?” I boldly asked.

“Like………..?” Darcy asked.

“Being with another girl, two girls, two guys, a guy and a girl, oral, anal, interracial, group sex, etc.” I stated.

“I don’t want to take it up the ass.” She replied. “I’ve never had group sex, but it wouldn’t bother me.” 

“Are the guys big or small?” She asked. “I mean……….well, you know.”

“At least eight inches, no more than ten.” I replied, smiling. “Camera size.”

Darcy broke out laughing, which must have relieved most of her tensions. I noticed Frank glance down at his crotch, opening one eye wider than the other.

“Do you think you’re still interested?” I asked. “You don’t have to make a decision right now. You can think about it for a day or two if you’d like and get back with us.”

“No. I’m definitely interested.” Darcy quickly answered. “I need the money.”

Dollar signs, I thought. Fuck morals, bring on the dollars! It was the typical response I’d hear most often during the interviews.

“Did you bring your birth certificate and photo I.D.?” I asked. “We’ll need to make copies for our files along with a picture of you holding them.”

Darcy produced the birth certificate and her driver’s license. Frank made copies of them before handing them back to her. Amber took two pictures of her holding the documents. It was just legality but it had to be done.

“Would you mind taking your clothes off for us?” I asked, trying to sound casual.

“Everything?” She inquired. 

“Take your time, you don’t have to rush.” I said. “You can put your clothes on the table next to you.”

Darcy removed her skirt and blouse, placing them on the table. I made it a point to deliberately stare at her while she removed her bra. She had beautiful breasts, no sag, small areoles and nice nipples. Darcy hesitated momentarily before slipping her panties off, putting them on top of her clothes. Her pussy was neatly trimmed, just a short straight strip of hair remained. 

“Would you do a slow turn for me and face the back wall?” I asked. “And spread you legs wide.” 

I glanced over at Frank. He was perspiring profusely. I nudged Jackie to get her to look at him.

“He always does that.” Jackie whispered, smiling. “Even when he sees me naked.”

“Maybe we should interview you next.” I whispered back, kidding her.

Darcy looked great from the back. Her butt was nicely shaped, no sagging cheeks.

“Ok, you can get dressed.” I blatantly stated.

Darcy started to get dressed. I glanced at Amber and Jackie to get their reactions. Both smiled their approval.

“Do you think you can use me?” Darcy asked while she slipped her skirt on.

“Can you pass a drug test?” I asked. “We also run a background check. You know about that though, right?”

“Yes, no problem there.” She replied.

“Good. We’ll be shooting our first videos in a week or so.” I said. “Jackie will call you with the time and schedule. I’ll need you here thirty minutes before time for make-up and hair.”

“Great. I’ll be here before that if you need me!” She exclaimed, smiling. 

The interview had lasted almost an hour but we hired our first actress. I hoped the rest of the interviews would go as well.   The 10:00 interview was a “no show” but the 11:00 interviewee arrived early so we started with her. Frank sat this one out. I think Darcy might have gotten to him a little! I would have preferred one of the guys were here to sit in during the interview. Getting a guy’s perspective would have been helpful.

The girl, Kimberly, was 28, about 5‘6“ with short, dark brown hair. Her jeans were quite snug, showing off her terrific figure. She appeared fairly calm during the entire interview. I went through the entire scenario reviewing everything including the payscale. She didn’t have any experience in front of a camera, still or motion. I was apprehensive for some reason, but not really sure why.

I asked her if there were anything she wouldn’t want to be involved in sexually. Kim replied, she only wanted to be with girls, absolutely no guys. Even though I respected her straight forwardness, I wasn’t going to limit myself. I breezed through the rest of the interview, cutting it short. In less than thirty minutes, Kimberly was history.

“Too bad!” Amber exclaimed. “She had a great little ass!”

“Yeah, but she wasn’t going to give it up to any guy.” Jackie responded. 

Amber left before the 12:00 interview arrived. She was heading to J.R.’s to prepare for the evening’s business. Jackie and I remained at the studio. It gave us a little time to talk.

“You and Steven seem to be getting along pretty well.” Jackie stated.

“Well, we don’t get to spend much time together.” I responded. “A few minutes through the week, barely a little more than that on the weekends.”

“Why don’t you take a evening or two off through the week?” She asked. “Go out to dinner or……………spend it intimately.”

“I wouldn’t enjoy myself.” I replied. “I’d be worrying about what was happening at the club or have my mind on this.”

“It’s got to be kind of hard on Steven, don’t you think?” She inquired. “Like two ships passing in the night.”

“Yeah. I guess.” I said, feeling frustrated. “I’d just as soon end it now and get it over with.”

“What……what do you mean end it now!” Jackie exclaimed. “You’re not serious!”

“Yeah, yeah I am.” I muttered. “It’s not going to work out, it never will. Why keep going on?”

“We kind of thought maybe you two would get married.” She stated. “Frank’s dead sure of it.”

“Marriage, not me.” I retorted. “Not to Steven, not to anybody.”

“You seem awfully down.” She spoke. “Maybe you’re just tired. I know you’re not getting enough rest. This thing with Andrea has taken alot out of you.”

“Just tired, is all.” I replied. “Once we get everything going, I’ll be alright.”

The 12:00 interviewee showed up right on time. I let Jackie do most of the talking during the interview. I felt all talked out. The girl, Heather was just 21, a part-time college student. She was cute, about 5”8 with light brown hair, not quite shoulder length. Heather was married. I wasn’t sure what her husband would think of her making adult videos but I needed to find out. She said her husband was ok with it as long as the money was good. Again, it all boiled down to money!  Heather didn’t have any qualms about doing anything sexual in a video. I let Jackie make the decision on her. She looked damn good without her clothes on. We hired Heather for our second actress. She was quite pleased at getting the job. 

I left for the club shortly after 1:00pm. Jackie had set up several interviews for the next morning. I asked her to contact Chris or Richie and see if one of them could sit in on the interviews. 

I arrived at the club, noticing an electrician’s truck parked next to Marcus’s car. My first thought was that we had a serious electrical problem. Amber should have called me, but she hadn’t. I entered the club, hearing voices in the storeroom. I stuck my head in to see what was going on.

“Jennifer, this is David Thompson.” Amber stated. “He’s here to look over the electrical box for Chris and Jared’s lighting project.”

David was a good-looking guy, early thirties, with styled dark hair. He was quite tall, at least six foot tall or better. He had a friendly smile and a firm handshake. His hands were rough, definitely a workingman’s hands. David’s ice blue eyes were penetrating and one of his best features. His muscular body evidenced by his tight fitting jeans and uniform shirt.

“Hi, Dave Thompson, Thompson Electric.” He said as we shook hands. “So you’re the Jennifer Kramer I hear Chris talking so much about.”

“I didn’t realize Chris talked much about me.” I responded, slightly blushing. 

David wasn’t in a hurry to release my hand and I didn’t try to pull it free.

“You’ve got a slight problem in the breaker panels.” David stated. “Nothing serious but it needs taking care.”

I could just picture myself writing out another big check for electrical repairs.

“I can do the work of a morning when you’re closed or we can wait till we put in the new lighting fixtures.”

“Well, I’m waiting on Chris to get back with me on the cost estimate.” I responded. “I’m hoping it’s something I can afford to do right away.”

“Chris and Jared work for me on and off.” David replied. “They do the sound systems on their own. When it comes to electrical work, they have to get me involved. The work has to be done by a licensed electrician.”

“Oh, I see.” I answered. “I didn’t realize that but it does make sense.”

David removed the front panel on one of the electrical boxes exposing the multitude of wires and connections. He pointed out several problems, mostly for years of neglect and some just from age.

“If you’ve got some time I can give you an estimate while I’m here.” David suggested. “I’ve got the lighting quote out in my truck.”

“Fine.” I said. “I’ve got plenty of time. I’ll be here till 3:00 in the morning.”

David hurried out to his truck while I waited on him. Amber and Marcus went about filling up the snack bowls and taking inventory on the hard liquor. The evening would probably be a slow night so I contemplated taking off early and catching up on some sleep. David came back into the club. I suggested we go up to my office where we could talk and be more comfortable.

“Would you care for something to drink, a soft drink or coffee perhaps?” I suggested. 

“A cup of coffee would be great!” He replied. 

I fixed us both a cup of coffee in styrofoam cups. We sat at the small conference table in my office while I looked over Chris’s quote and David figured up the repair estimate. The lights were a little on the expensive side but not so high that I wouldn’t seriously consider going ahead with the project. 

“Barring any unforeseen parts I might have to replace, I can make the repairs for less than $150.” David stated.

“If we do the lighting project, I’ll throw in the repairs at no cost.” He added. “We’ll have to rework the panel anyway.”

We discussed the lighting project in greater detail. David said he could work around the hours of the club till the job was completed. The whole project would take almost a week to complete. I thought about it while I sipped on my coffee. J.R.’s really needed new lighting and the fixtures would only ad to the club’s value, I thought. Business was good, so I saw no reason not to spend the money.

“Ok, let’s go with it.” I stated. “How soon can you start?”

“I’ll get the lights ordered today, should be able to start this weekend.” He replied. “If you don’t have any objection, that is.”

“No, that’s fine.” I stated. “We close at 3:00 each morning. I need to be able to open by 3:00 in the afternoons though. Course, we’re closed all day Sunday.”

“That’s not a problem. I’ll call you and let you know definitely what day we’ll be able to start.” He said.

I signed the lighting project estimate and handed it to David. We shook hands, again not letting go right away. I felt a strange sensation when his hand held mine but maybe it was just my imagination. I was really tired, so I was surprised I could feel anything.

I hung around the club till about 8:00 before leaving. I let Marcus and Amber know I was going home for the night. It was all I could do to keep my eyes open during the drive home. 

I must have fallen asleep as soon as I laid down. I didn’t remember anything till I woke up around 7:00 the next morning. I showered and dressed, stopping for coffee at a convenience store on route to the studio. Amber grabbed a box of donuts to take with us. 

Chris was waiting in my office when Amber and I arrived at the studio. Jackie already had coffee on so I refilled my near empty cup. 

“David called me yesterday.” Chris said. “Says you’re going with the lighting project.”

“Yeah, it’ll be as much an investment as an improvement.” I responded. “Just hope it pays off like the new sound system.”

“I’m sure it will.” Chris replied. “We spent quite a few hours selecting fixtures for each effect and location.”

“Speaking of we, I need to talk with Jared about the audio technician’s job.” I stated. “Have him get in touch with me so we can discuss it.”

“Ok. I’ll see him later on today.” Chris responded. “By the way, what do you want me to do during the interviews?”

“I want your opinion on the spot.” I replied. “Just play along with whatever I say. OK?”

“Play along?” Chris asked, sounding a little confused. “Like…………….?”

“I want to see just how confident these girls are.” I retorted. “See if they’re really serious or just curious. I don’t care if they’re in it for the money, as long as they’re in it for the long-haul.”

The 9:00 interview turned out to be a couple. I recognized them from frequenting J.R.’s on Saturday nights. I had them pegged for possible swingers. Rick and Diane were a couple in their late 20’s. Diane was tall, 5’9” at least with sandy blonde hair. She was a beautiful woman, great legs and a fantastic figure. Rick was slightly taller, 5’10 or 5’11”, average build, fairly handsome but not a “standout”. His hair was dark, almost black and well groomed. They were a great looking couple.

I started the interview asking if both were interested in making videos or just Diane. Rick was equally interested if not more than Diane. Both were looking at Chris and Amber, checking them out as much as we were looking them over. 

“You realize you would be having sex with other people, not each other.” I stated.   

“We don’t have a problem with that.” Rick responded. “We’ve had sex with other people on numerous occasions since we’ve been married.”

The two seemed quite confident they could perform with other people watching and videotaping them. Maybe they were, maybe they weren’t! 

“What’s you reaction going to be watching Diane with another guy, any qualms?” I asked.

“Not from me.” Rick replied, grinning. “I’m a bit of a voyeur.”

After getting I.D. verifications, I asked both of them to take off their clothes. Diane was quite impressive with her pussy trimmed into a little v-shape. Her breasts didn’t sag when she removed her bra. She had a little butterfly tattoo on her butt and another on her right ankle. It was definitely eye-catching. Rick had an athletic build, not really muscular. His cock was long and thick. He seemed quite proud of his body so I decided to put him to the test.

“Let’s see how big your cock is when it’s hard.” I said. “Stroke it for me.”

“How about if I have Diane do the stroking?” He asked.

“I’d rather see you do it.” I replied, smiling. “No cheating.”

Rick stroked his cock, having a little difficulty getting it up. Chris wasn’t paying any attention, focusing on Diane sitting across from him, completely naked. I knew he would fuck her the first chance he got.

“Maybe I’m having a bit of an off-day.” Rick apologized, still stroking his cock. “Too much sex last night, I guess.”

“Maybe Amber might be willing to give you a hand………….so to speak.” I stated.

I’d already prompted Amber the same as I had Chris. Amber rose from her chair and walked over towards Rick. He stopped stroking his semi-hard cock, watching her approach. Amber stood at his side, leaning over and kissing him. I could see her tongue plunge into his mouth several times while she massaged his hardening cock. His legs shook a little, more out of nervousness than arousal. Amber had him “up” in less than a minute. Even though I wasn’t all that impressed, I figured I’d have to take him in order to get his wife.

“Can both of you pass the drug test and background checks?” I asked casually.

“Yeah, no problem there.” Diane stated. “In fact, I work for the drug abuse hotline.”

Bet they’re both pillars of the community, I thought.

We hired both Rick and Diane. Three new female performers and one new male performer! We were on a roll, sort of.

The 10:00 interview was a surprise. Sarah, Steven’s secretary, walked in and sat down across from us. I was more upset than surprised.

“Sarah, what are you doing here?” I asked. “On business or are you seriously interested in making adult videos?”

Well……..depends on the money, I guess.” Sarah replied. “I assume I can make good money.”

“Aren’t you supposed to be at Steven’s office?” I asked.

“I asked Mr. Wells for the day off.” She replied. “He said it was alright.”

“Are you married?” I asked.

“No, Miss Kramer.” Sarah answered. “I do have a boyfriend though.”

“What would your boyfriend say if he knew you were here?” I questioned her.

“Oh, he knows. He says it’s alright with him.” She countered. 

“I assume you’re going to give him the money you make!” I exclaimed. “Or at least some of it!”

“Well………….probably.” She answered, looking down at the floor.

Her boyfriend was probably a louse, a drug addict, a womanizer or all three, I thought.

I went through the entire interview, answering any questions before she had a chance to ask. Amber did the I.D. verification photos while I planned my next move. I didn’t want to hire Sarah. Steven would have a fit if he knew she even thought about making adult videos. 




Never Enough Ch. 10



“Ok. Why don’t you take all your clothes off so we can see what you look like naked?” I suggested. 

“Take off everything, you mean?” She asked, almost choking on her words. 

“Yes, everything.” I boldly replied. “Then you and Chris can have sex so I can see how you perform.”

I motioned for Chris to start getting undressed. Chris stood up and took off his shirt. By the time he had his pants off, Sarah’s was almost in a panic. 

“I…………….I don’t think I can do this.” She responded. “I think I better be going.”

Sarah beat a hasty retreat towards the front door, almost running.

“Damn it!” Chris exclaimed. “I wouldn’t mind fucking her at least once.”

“I wouldn’t count her out.” I responded. “I’m betting she’ll be back.”

The rest of the morning was pretty much a waste of time. I left the studio shortly after noon. Jackie, Amber and Chris had two more interviews to conduct. I was confident they could handle them, especially Jackie.



Never Enough Ch. 11



The rest of the week was more hectic than ever. We finished up with the interviews hiring four more girls. We also hired Carson, a black male. He was a former model who’d also played football in college. Carson had retained his muscular physique from his college days. He was just over six foot tall and bald. He shaved his head every day, something women liked, at least according to him. I wasn’t into bald guys so it didn’t do much for me.

Frank and Jackie brought all the lighting equipment from Paramount Productions over to our studio. We were beginning to look more and more like a video production company. Amber and I paid Carl a visit on morning, sorting through the clothing. I made Carl an offer to purchase all the clothing but he wouldn’t consider my offer. If I waited long enough, he might reconsider my offer. I wasn’t in any hurry but maybe Carl was.

Steven stopped by the club Wednesday evening. He seemed quite excited as he climbed the stairs to the office. He grabbed me, giving me a firm hug.

“Guess what!” He stated. “I just got invited to a cocktail party Saturday evening at the Harpers. It’s black tie!”

“So, who’re the Harpers?” I asked. “Someone important I take it.”

“James Harper of Harper, Douglas and Klein.” He replied. “They’re the largest corporate law office in the state.”

“Oh.” I responded. “Some of your competition?”

“Not if I can get in with them.” He answered. “I hoping this’ll lead to a job offer with their firm.”

“You mean give up your own firm and go in with them?” I asked, confused.

“Hell yes, let the bastards pay me to work for them.” Steven replied. “I could cut my overhead, work in a high-rise office. I’d be crazy not to work for them.”

“What about Sarah?” I mentioned. “Would you take her with you?”

“Nah, let the bitch go find another office job somewhere else!” He exclaimed.

I was more shocked than surprised at his remarks, especially about Sarah.

“I know Saturday nights one of your busiest but I really need you to accompany me.” He added. “It important to me.”

I didn’t really want to attend the cocktail party not because I’d have to be away from the club but because of Steven’s motives and callousness. I reluctantly agreed to go with him even though it was against my better judgment.

“Hope you’ve got a sexy cocktail dress in your wardrobe.” Steven stated. “If not, go buy something! I want you looking hot………..but not slutty or anything!”

“Ok.” I responded, sarcastically. “Sexy but not slutty. I think I can remember that.”

“I didn’t quite mean it like that.” Steven said, apologizing. “I just want you to look………nice!

“Window dressing.” I thought. “I’m just going to be window dressing for him, a trophy put on display for this law firm he was so damn interested in.”

Steven hurried out of the club, not bothering to ask how my day had gone. I was pissed to say the least. If I had doubts about our relationship, I had even more doubts now.

David Thompson, the electrical contractor, stopped in at the club early Friday afternoon.

“I just stopped by to see if we could start the lighting project early Monday morning?” He asked. I picked up most of the new fixtures this morning. The rest will be in early next week.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” I replied. “What time do you want to start?”

“Is 6:00am too early?” He inquired. “We’ll be out of your way before 3:00pm each day till we’re finished.”

“Oh, ok.” I muttered. “I’ll make arrangements to have someone here to let you in or I’ll be here myself.”

“If it’s a bother, we could start later in the morning.” David suggested. “I don’t want to cause you any hassle.”

“No, 6:00am is fine.” I stated. “It’s not a hassle.”

Steven arrived at the apartment around 7:30 Saturday evening to take me with him to the cocktail party. He was strikingly handsome in his tuxedo. I was sure he’d be noticed by the people he wanted to impress. I wore my white cocktail dress with matching high-heels. The designer dress was knee length with a toga style throw over one shoulder. I wore rhinestone earrings with a matching necklace to accentuate the outfit. Steven just looked me over quickly, smiling his approval. He never expressed a compliment or remark about my appearance.

“We arrived at the Harper’s residence in one of the more high class areas of Carmel around 8:15. I noticed several expensive cars parked along the driveway and over by the tennis courts. I felt uncomfortable, being out of my league. I had to go through with attending the party even if it was just for Steven.

Once inside the Harper’s magnificent home I was introduced to several other attorneys and businessmen Steven was acquainted with. I put on my best smile and tried to be friendly with everyone. Steven handed me a glass of champagne, knowing I was trying to keep away from any liquor. I sipped it slowly, hoping the one glass would get me through the night.

Steven made it a point to introduce me to Mr. and Mrs. Douglas and the Kleins. Both couples were in their mid to late fifties. Steven introduced me as the “future Mrs. Steven Wells”. Both couples seemed quite nice and impressed to some degree. I made idle chitchat with Mrs. Douglas while her husband and Steven went off somewhere to talk in private.

“Steven tells me you’re quite a businesswoman.” Mrs. Douglas stated. “What kind of business?”

“Business investments actually, nightclubs and video production companies.” I replied, trying to avoid going into any details.

I should have said. “Strip bars and adult films! You know, what guys really want when their wives aren’t around! Things that’ll make their dicks harder than concrete!” 

I kept my cool and changed the subject to legal talk. I figured Mrs. Douglas would carry most of the conversation. She yammered on and on about the law firm and how well they were doing. She sure wasn’t going to talk about sex. She’d probably forgotten what the hell sex was, no thanks to her husband. A good orgasm would probably put her in cardiac arrest!

I managed to finally get away from Mrs. Douglas, asking her where the powder room was. I set my half empty glass of champagne down at the end of the bar and slipped out onto the terrace to have a cigarette. The cool night air was refreshing, a welcome break from all the hot air inside the house. I smoked one cigarette and then lit up another.

“Could I get a light from you?” A handsome middle-aged man asked as he approached me.

“Certainly.” I replied, handing him my lighter. 

“Nice to find another smoker in this crowd!” He exclaimed. “Everyone’s kicking the habit!”

“The price isn’t helping matters any either.” I added. “Cigarettes are getting ridiculous.”

The man smiled at my remarks, introducing himself. “I’m James Harper.”

“Oh, I’m Jennifer Kramer.” I stated. “I’m here with Steven Wells.”

“Yes, I know.” Mr. Harper responded. “Steven’s fiancée, the businesswoman.”

“We’ve been keeping an eye on your Steven.” Harper stated. “He’s handled some really tough clients, done a great job with them.”

I nodded my head, not really knowing what he was referring to.   

“Yes, he’s a great attorney.” I muttered. “He’s taken really good care of me.”

I almost grinned when I realized how the remark sounded. Mr. Harper caught it too, getting a good laugh out of it. James put his hand on my shoulder, assuring me he thought it was just funny.

“How’s your businesses coming along.” James asked. “I hear J.R.’s is really booming since you bought the place.”

I was surprised he knew about my involvement in the nightclub. 

“Steven must have told you that?” I said. “We are doing good. In fact, we’re doing really well.”

“Steven never mentioned it.” Harper responded. “I just happen to know people who frequent your club.”

I assumed if Harper knew about J.R.’s, he might possibly know about the adult video business. He didn’t mention it and I certainly wasn’t going to bring it up. We talked for almost thirty minutes, smoking constantly during our conversation.

Mr. Harper took my hand, placing it on his arm as we walked back inside the house. He walked me around, introducing me to people in upper management positions and banking. I was quite impressed with the people attending the cocktail party. Spending most of the evening on James’s arm was much better than spending it with Steven. He was doing his best to make an impression on everyone. It was very disappointing, seeing him at his worse.

Steven and I left the party shortly before midnight. I asked Steven to let me drive, knowing he’d had too much to drink and still be driving but he wouldn’t hear of it. I cringed a couple of times on the way home when he ran several stop signs. He talked constantly about hoping to get a job offer from the law firm. 

I waited patiently till he got back to my apartment before letting him know it was over between us. He didn’t take the news all that well. I pulled the engagement ring off my finger and handed it to him. Not having the ring on made my hand feel awkward. I’d gotten so used to wearing it.

“Look, we need to talk about this.” Steven said. “I don’t want us to be over.”

“There’s no sense in talking.” I responded. “It’s over between us. I’m never going to get married again. Wearing the ring was just a sham. We weren’t kidding anybody but ourselves.”

I stepped out of the car and walked quickly towards my apartment. Steven drove off, almost hitting several parked cars. 

I hurriedly changed clothes and drove to the nightclub. I did the closing with Marcus so Amber could take off early and get some sleep. She noticed the ring was gone from my finger but didn‘t ask about it. I was glad she didn’t, not wanting to talk about it or answer any questions.

Sunday, I slept in till late afternoon. I was exhausted mentally and physically from the previous week’s activities. Amber was gone so I had the apartment all to myself. Lying on the couch, I watched movies till late in the evening.

It was almost 5:30 Monday morning when I left for J.R.’s. I checked on Amber before I left, finding her still gone. The cleaning crew was just leaving when I pulled into the club’s parking lot. 

David’s electricians arrived shortly after 6:00. David was with them, splitting the men into several crews. I stood back out of the way, figuring it was the best way I could help. From my office in the loft I could see the men scurrying around, not wasting any time. Chris and Jared were removing some of the old lighting. After everyone had their assigned duties, David came up to my office carrying several boxes.

“Thought you’d like to see some of the new lights before we installed them.” He said, opening one of the boxes.

I was quite impressed with their sleek design and color finish. David pointed out the technical features and economical aspects. I was quite impressed with his knowledge of the products. It made me feel alot better about spending the money.

I saw him looking at my hand, noticing the ring was gone. He started to say something but I asked him a quick question before he could speak. 

“I’d like to talk with Jared sometime this morning if you wouldn’t mind.” I said. “I didn’t want to bother him without asking you first.”

“Oh sure. It’s alright with me.” David responded. “He said something about hoping to do some audio work for you.”

I managed to talk with Jared before I left for the 9:00 meeting. He was gung-ho to work for us. Jared mentioned he had a close friend, his girlfriend in fact, that would work as his assistant. I asked him to stop by the studio and check out the equipment we’d purchased. He’d need to set it up to suit his requirements.

Frank sat in on our 9:00 meeting. Amber arrived a few minutes late, getting held up in traffic. We sat in the office discussing what we wanted to shoot for our first video.

“I like this fantasy concept.” Jackie stated. “We can shoot five straight scenes and one lesbian scene to make the movie.”

“What about shooting a fantasy series?” Amber asked. “Then we could shoot sequels as we came up with new ideas.”

“I like both ideas.” I stated. “We need to pick some really good fantasies though. I want the first video to be hot so we can build the demand for additional sequels.”

“I’ve got plenty of fantasies.” Jackie said, laughing. “I can write them down but they’ll still need to be scripted.”

“Maybe we need a writer.” I responded. “That’s something I didn’t think about. Someone who can write dialogue as well as story ideas.”

“Could just have the actors adlib the lines.” Amber suggested. “With some of these inexperienced girls that probably isn’t a very good idea though.”

We mulled over the idea of hiring a writer but I wasn’t too keen on adding another person to the payroll right now. The money wasn’t running out but it was spending alot more than I had anticipated. 

“Why don’t you try and find someone who’ll sell us stories?” Frank asked. “Someone who can write dialogue as well as ideas.”

“That’s an idea, at least for now anyway.” I replied. “Once I recoup some of these initial expenses, we’ll add a writer.”

“What about special effects equipment?” Frank inquired. “Have you thought about that?”

“Not really.” I answered. “We’ll get into that later. I can’t afford to buy anymore equipment right now.”

“Guess that means editing equipment too?” Frank stated.

“No, I’ve got enough money to buy editing equipment.” I replied. “It’s mostly computers, electronics and software. Guess I need to go shopping again, don’t I?”

I was trying to run figures in my head, not paying attention to the rest of the conversation. My main thought was getting the first video completed and on the market. It had to be successful in order to keep going. Failure wasn’t an option!

“Is there anything else we need to discuss before I get going?” I inquired.

“Well, now that you mention it. There is one thing.” Jackie spoke.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“What happened between you and Steven?” Jackie asked. “Why’d you give him his ring back?”

It was hard looking right at Frank and relating what Steven had said and how he’d acted at the cocktail party. I was sure Steven had given Frank and Jackie his side of the story.  

“Steven’s definitely got his downside at times.” Frank stated. “I just hate to see it end between you two over something so frivolous.”

“Frivolous, downside my ass!” I exclaimed. “He just showed his true colors. Saturday night, I was nothing more than his showpiece. If I’d of known how much of an ass he was going to make of himself, I’d never have gone.”

“But…………he just………….”  Frank started to say.

“Frank, it’s over between your son and me!” I stated. “I don’t want to hear his name ever mentioned again. Let’s drop it before I say something I’ll regret.”

I didn’t give Frank a chance to respond. I grabbed my purse and attaché, hurrying to the door. If Frank had tried to make another excuse for Steven’s behavior, I’d probably have thrown him out. 

Later, Monday afternoon at the club, I received a phone call from Carl. He sounded a little desperate so I listened to him. 

“That offer on the clothes still standing?” Carl asked. “I might be willing to consider it.”

“Wish it was Carl but right now I’m not spending any money I don’t have to.” I replied. “Maybe later on after I make some of my money back. Just not right now.”

“Damn, hate to hear that.” Carl responded. “I could really use some quick cash.”

“You…………need cash……..with all the fucking money you’ve made!” I exclaimed. “That’s a little hard for me to believe!”

“Well, I wouldn’t bullshit you.” Carl stated. “I’m in a bit of a financial bind right now.”

“Well, I’d be willing to work out a deal.” I offered. “You accept my original offer with payment in ninety days, no sooner.”

“How about sixty days instead of ninety?” Carl asked.

“Can’t do it Carl, ninety days is my best offer.” I answered. 

“Ok, let’s do it.” He replied. “How soon can you get over here and take everything out?”

“Let me call Jackie, see what she and Frank have got going on.” I said. “I’ll have Jackie give you a call on your cell phone.”

I called Jackie to let her know the situation. She and Frank would set up a time for the two of them to go over to Carl’s and bring out all the clothing. Jackie was like me, not understanding how Carl could be in financial difficulties with all the money he’d made in the past.

By 2:30, the Thompson electricians had cleared out, cleaning up any messes they’d made. I leaned back in my chair to take a quick nap before opening time. I left the club around 10:00pm that evening. I could barely keep my eyes open on the drive home.

It was raining torrents the next morning. David’s electricians were late getting to the club because of the weather. I spoke briefly with David about the lighting project and how things were progressing. We sat at one of the tables, sharing a cup of coffee. David left after awhile to check out a job some of his men were working on across town. 

Chris came up to the office during a break. He appeared to have something on his mind.

“You doing ok?” He asked. “Kind of worried about you.”

“I’m ok.” I answered. “Why would you be worried about me?

“I noticed you’re not wearing your engagement ring.” Chris replied. “That and you look like you’re really tired.”

“Oh……well, it’s over between Steven and me.” I responded. “We weren’t really engaged anyway.”

“Does that mean you’re dating again?” He asked.

“No! Besides you’ve got a girlfriend don’t you?” I answered, kidding him.

“Yeah, I’ve got a girlfriend.” Chris said. “Somebody else was just wondering.”

“Somebody else?” I questioned. “Well, I’m not dating anyone, not for awhile anyway.”

“What if Dave were to ask you out, say for dinner or something?” He asked. “Would you go out with him?”

“David Thompson?” I replied. “Isn’t he married?”

“No, he’s divorced.” Chris replied. “He’d really like to go out with you.”

I didn’t know what to say so I didn’t say anything. I wasn’t in the mood to go out with anyone and I certainly didn‘t have any free time.

It was nearing 9:00 before I got away from the club. The white cargo van was parked alongside the building when I pulled up in front of the studio. Everyone was sitting in my office, waiting on me. I grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down at my desk.

“Ok, where do we start first?” I asked. “What’s the latest on getting the clothes out of Carl’s studio?”

“Jackie and I are going over right after the meeting.” Frank responded. “I borrowed the van so we should be able to get everything in one trip.”

“IRS! Bet it’s the IRS that’s hot on Carl!” Jackie exclaimed. “Knew they’d catch onto him eventually!”

“What do you mean?” I inquired. “He did pay his taxes, didn’t he?”

“Carl never paid ALL his taxes.” Jackie replied. “He had some half-assed accountant doing his books, both sets.”

“Both sets!” I exclaimed. “He should have known better. Carl’s got more sense than that“.

“Are we still planning on shooting the first scene Monday like we planned?” Amber asked, changing the subject. “We need to get set up if we are.”

“Yeah, we’re still on for Monday.” I replied. “I’m going to put Rick and Diane in it with Chris as the male lead.”

“What’s the fantasy?” Jackie questioned. “Two guys doing one girl?”

“One guy, Chris, doing Diane while her husbands watches.” I replied. “A fantasy where the husband wants to see another guy fuck the hell out of his wife.”

“Rick’s going to be a dud, not a stud!” Amber stated. “I’ve just got this gut feeling about him.”

“I’m not all that interested in Rick as a male lead.” I responded. “He’s just another cock doing an occasional money shot.”

“Your not going to be in any of the videos, are you?” Jackie asked. “No reason you should be.”

It was plain to see the question wasn’t just coming from Jackie. Frank was just as interested in my answer.




Never Enough Ch. 11



“I’m not sure.” I replied. “If I need to be, I will. No reason I shouldn’t, is there?”

“We’ve got plenty of girls.” Jackie answered. “There’s no reason for you to be in front of the camera.”

“Speaking of cameras, we need to get Carl’s guys in here and go over things with them before the end of the week.” I stated, changing the subject away from me.

“Jared and his girlfriend are stopping by this evening.” I added. “They’re going to set up the audio equipment and check everything out.” 

“You want me here with them?” Jackie inquired. “Or are you going to come over from the club?

“I’ll be here.” I answered. “I’ll get a definite time from Jared when I get back to the club.”

“Jackie and I have hit on an idea I think you’ll like.” Frank stated. “How about using the house out on the lake. It’s empty. All we need to do is move some furniture in and put up the rest of the drapes.”

“Don’t think that’s such a good idea.” I replied. “Using that house I mean. Another one maybe, just not that one.”

“Why not?” Jackie asked. “We’d be crazy not to use the house to do all six scenes for the first video.”

“I wouldn’t feel right, that’s all.” I responded. “It wouldn’t be in the best interest of the owners.”

“Oh get off it, Jennifer!” Jackie shouted. “It all boils down to Steven again! Get that chip off you shoulder and start thinking business!”

“How about I lease the house to you?” Frank asked. “So much a week. Say a $100 a week.”

“I don’t need anymore expenses right now.” I replied. “Besides we’d have to drag everything out there. Just alot more hassle.”

“Hey, I’ve got an even better idea!“ Frank exclaimed. “What are you paying for rent on your apartment?” 

“$750 a month.” I answered. “Why?”

“How about $1000 a month to lease the house and you move in there?” Frank inquired. “That’ll get you out of the apartment and help pay on the mortgage.”

“What’s Steven going to say?” I questioned. “He’d have a fit and I don’t want any confrontations with him.”

“The house is more than half mine.” Frank replied. “I’m the majority owner so I can do whatever I want with it.” 

I took a few minutes to think over Frank’s offer. It was tempting, damn tempting but I was reluctant. Still, it would be great living right on the lake in a new home. 

“How about I lease the house for six months at a time?” I suggested. “You draw up a lease agreement so we can make it legal.”

“You mean so I can keep Steven away, don’t you?” Frank asked. “That’s what you’re getting at.”

“If I lease the house, Steven can’t do anything to stop me from shooting videos there.” I answered. “I want it renewable at my discretion too. Make sure that’s in the agreement.” 

“I’ll get something drawn up later on today.” Frank responded. 

“I better hold off on having Jared check out the audio equipment till we get it set up at the house.” I stated.

We were less than a week away from shooting our first video and here we were, making a lot of changes. Not very good planning on my part. Working out at the house on the lake was a good idea but I was still worried about Steven interfering. 

It was noon before we broke up the meeting to start the rest of the day’s work. Frank and Jackie pulled out ahead of me, driving down to Carl’s studio. Amber suggested we stop for lunch before going to the club. We stopped at a little pizza place up the street from J.R.’s.

“I didn’t want to say anything in front of Jackie but I need to talk with you.” Amber spoke. “I may not be sticking around much longer.”

The news was a big shock to me. I knew Amber was spending all her free time with someone she was involved with. I just didn’t realize it had gotten serious.

“You moving away or just moving in with someone?” I asked. 

“Moving to Lubbock, Texas with this guy I’ve been seeing.” Amber replied. “He’s asked me to move down there with him.”

“Marriage or just a live-in arrangement?” I inquired. 

“Kenny wants to get married.” She answered. “I want to wait awhile longer and see how we get along first.”

“Sounds like a good idea if you haven’t know him very long.” I stated. “Any idea when you may be leaving.”

“Not until after we shoot a few videos.” Amber responded. “Kenny’s going on ahead of me and get us a house to live in. He‘s from the Lubbock area.”

I was happy for Amber. She acted like she really liked this Kenny person. I knew I was going to miss her very much. Besides being my closest friend, she was also someone I counted on at the nightclub. It would be impossible to replace her with someone I could trust and feel as confident with. A name came to mind but I wasn’t sure if she was the right choice or not.

We got to the club around 1:30. Marcus was watching the sports channel on the tv over the bar. The electricians were still busy working on the new lights. Marcus already had the coolers filled and the bar restocked. The salty snacks were ready to be set out. Since we had some time before the club opened, I asked Marcus to join Amber and me up in the office.

Amber told him about her upcoming departure to Texas. He was upset about her leaving but happy she’d found someone she really cared about. 

“Who are you going to get to replace her?” Marcus asked. “One of the waitresses or one of the dancers.” 

“I’ve got someone in mind.” I replied. “It’s kind of a longshot. If I hire this girl, I’ll need you to keep a close eye on her.” 

“You mean keep a close eye on the money, don’t you?” He responded. 

“Exactly!” I exclaimed. “Not only at closing but all through the evening as well.”

“Who the hell is this girl you’re thinking about?” Amber asked. “Do I know her?”

“You met her once.” I replied. “Sarah……….Steven’s secretary.”

“You’re kidding, right!” Amber exclaimed. “She’s not going to work topless. Besides you scared the hell out of her. She probably won’t even talk to you.”

“What do you wanna bet I don’t have her working topless behind the bar Friday night?” I quipped.

“I’ll bet you…….oh, let’s say $100.” Amber stated.

“It’s a bet!” I quipped, grinning. “Hate to take your money!”

Marcus and Amber descended the stairs towards the main floor while I got on the phone to Steven’s law office. The phone rang several times before Sarah answered.

“Hello Sarah, this is Jennifer Kramer.” I spoke.

“You want to talk to Mr. Wells?” She asked. “I’ll transfer you.”

“NO! Don’t do that!” I exclaimed. “I don’t want to talk with him. It’s you I want to talk with.”

“Me, Ms. Kramer?” Sarah asked, sounding confused. “I didn’t think you’d ever want to speak to me again. Not after what happened the other day. I feel like such a idiot.”

“I don’t want you to feel that way at all.” I responded. “You did the right thing.”

“Are you free this evening for dinner, say around 6:00?” I added. “I’d prefer to talk in person instead of over the phone.”

“Yes, I can meet you somewhere for dinner.” Sarah quickly replied. 

“How about the Wharf on the north side of town, right off the by-pass.” I suggested. “It’ll be my treat.”

Sarah anxiously agreed to meet me for dinner. I made reservations for two at the Wharf, one of the city’s best seafood restaurants. I had her on my line, just need to reel her in and away from Steven.  Sarah was waiting for me in the lobby of the restaurant when I arrived. We sat in a booth away from the other customers, so we could talk in private. We gave the waiter our order and chatted about things in general, waiting for our food to arrive. I wanted Sarah to feel at ease with me, knowing she was still upset about how the interview had ended. I casually asked about her boyfriend.

“Darrell, he’s in the Marion County jail.” She stated. “He got caught with marijuana in his car and for violating his parole.”

“What do you think will happen to him?” I inquired. 

“Mr. Wells said he’d probably go back to prison and serve all his time plus additional time for the marijuana charge.”

I was happy this Darrell character was out of Sarah’s life. At least, he wouldn’t be taking her hard earned money away from her like I suspected he’d been doing.

“What was it you wanted to talk with me about, Ms. Kramer?” Sarah asked. “You willing to give me another interview?”  “Can you pass a drug test?” I asked. 

“Yes, I can.” Sarah replied. “I can also pass a background check.”

“Ever thought about bartending?” I inquired.

“I don’t know a thing about mixed drinks.” She answered. “Well, maybe a couple is all.”

“I’ve got a bartender’s job coming open.” I spoke softly. “Can you work topless?”

“Topless!” Sarah exclaimed. “I don’t know. All those guys staring at your tits!”

“The pay’s fair and the tips are terrific.” I stated. “And you don’t have to have sex with anyone on camera.”

“Do you think I can do the job?” She asked. “Be honest.” 

“I‘m sure you can.” I responded. “It‘s how I started. I know how you feel and what you’re thinking.”

“How soon would you want me to start?” Sarah questioned. “Probably need to give Mr. Wells two weeks notice?”

“I need you to start tomorrow night.” I stated. “Don’t worry about Steven. I’ll handle him.”

I reviewed with Sarah how she’d need to go about getting her bartender’s license. The more we chatted, the more relaxed she became. I paid the tab, leaving the waiter a generous tip. The tip wasn’t so much for the great service as much as for his tight little butt. Sarah and I left the restaurant, walking towards our cars in the parking lot.

“You going home or to the nightclub?” Sarah asked.

“I probably should head back to the club just to make sure things are going smoothly.” I replied. “I doubt if I’ll stay very long. Tuesday nights are usually slow.”

“Would you mind if I went with you?” Sarah inquired. “Gets a little lonesome being in the apartment by myself.”

“My apartment’s not far from here.” I responded. “Why don’t you leave your car there and ride with me?”

Sarah followed me home leaving her car in the visitor’s area. We chatted about working topless and the tips she could be making as I drove to J.R.’s. 

“I hate to be nosy, but how much was Steven paying you?” I asked.

“$300 a week if I worked a forty hours.” She replied. “Sometimes he’d have me leave early in the afternoons.”

“$300 a week!” I exclaimed. “How could Steven expect you to live on that? You’re take home must have been about $220 after taxes.”

“My paycheck was only $200 a week, lucky if it was that two weeks in a row.” Sarah stated.

“What a cheap bastard!” I exclaimed. “No wonder he could afford a Mercedes.”

We arrived at the club around 8:00. Surprisingly, the club was fairly busy. Amber and Fawn were busy behind the bar. Marcus was at his usual station, the entrance to the hallway leading to the dressing room. I introduced him to Sarah, letting him know she would be our new bartender. 

Sarah and I walked up the stairs to my office. We stood at the railing looking down at the club below. Sarah was impressed, almost anxious to get started.

“Let’s have some fun with Amber.” I suggested.

“Ok, as long as she won’t get mad. I’m game.” Sarah replied.

I led her into the bathroom off the office area and told her to strip down to her panties and high-heels. She hesitated briefly before got undressed. Sarah’s 36C breasts were perfectly shaped and firm. Her nipples were erect from the cool air coming from the air conditioning. She had on plain cotton panties, nothing really sexy. I took a pair of bright pink panties from my closet and handed them to her.

“Here, put these on, they’re a little sexier than what you’re wearing.” I said. 

Sarah changed into the pink panties. Her pussy was shaved into a narrow strip, a “Mohawk”, I called it.

“Ok, now what?” Sarah asked, slightly nervous. 

“I want you to go down to the bar and motion for Amber to come up to you.” I directed. “When she does, tell her I want MY $100.”

“$100. Will she know what I mean?” She asked.

“Oh, she’ll know exactly what I mean!” I exclaimed, grinning.

Sarah proceeded down the stairs, walking nervously towards the bar. I stood at the railing watching her from above. Several guys smiled at her, some even saying “hi”. Sarah made her way to the bar, standing directly in front of Amber. Amber’s mouth dropped open when she saw her standing there bare breasted. Amber looked up at me grinning. She walked over to her tip box underneath the bar and took out some money handing it to Sarah. Sarah tucked the money in her panties. Amber chatted with her briefly before handing her two Cokes to bring up to the office.

Sarah worked her way through the maze of tables towards the stairs. Four “suits” sitting at one of the tables motioned her over. Two of the men tucked money in her panties. She thanked them and climbed the stairs up to the office.

Sarah set the Cokes down on my desk and took the money from her panties. She handed me $100, holding onto the two $5 bills the “suits” had given her.

“Those guys just handed me money like it was nothing!” Sarah exclaimed.

“On a good night, you should make $100 to $150 in tips alone.” I stated. “This is a light night.”

Sarah’s face was aglow with her newfound career. We sat in the office watching the dancers and the crowd below till almost 10:00. Sarah was quite comfortable wearing just the panties, not bothering to get dressed.

“I’m going to check in with Amber and Marcus before I leave.” I said to Sarah. “You want to get dressed? I‘ll wait on you downstairs.” 

Amber gave me hell for winning the bet. I reminded her that she readily agreed to it. I also told her that Sarah had a long way to go to be her replacement. I just hoped that Sarah would work out. I would rely on Fawn and Marcus to help her.

Sarah and I left the club, driving back to my apartment to pick up her car. Sarah was quite excited about coming to work for me. I was happy she’d accepted my offer. 

“Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee before you go home.” I offered, knowing she wanted some companionship.

“Yeah, that would be great!” She replied, quickly accepting my offer. 

We sat on the couch in the livingroom, sipping coffee and talking about the adult video business. Sarah asked quite a few questions about the lesbian scenes, seemingly quite curious. When she put her coffee cup down, I put mine down alongside hers.

I cautiously and slowly leaned into Sarah, kissing her softly on the lips. She responded immediately, kissing me back. I put my arm around her shoulder pulling her close to me. Sarah didn’t pull back or resist my advances. I worked my lips on hers, slipping my tongue between her lips. A low, throaty moan escaped her lips when I licked them side-to-side.

My hand at her waist slowly inched upwards towards her breasts. I could feel her supple breasts through the material of her blouse and bra. Massaging them gently, her body stirred under my manipulations. I took my time with Sarah, not wanting to scare her. Our lips never parted while I unbuttoned her blouse. Sarah’s fingers trembled a little as she attempted to unbutton mine. I let her take her time, not wanting to assist her. She slipped her hand inside my blouse, gently fondling my breasts. I let her explore before suggesting we go up to the bedroom.

I turned the lights down to subtly illuminate the bedroom. I quickly undressed to my panties and stretched out on the bed. Sarah lay next to me on her back. We kissed, softly at first, gradually becoming more passionate. Sarah pushed her tongue into my mouth and I sucked hard on it. She began writhing on the bed. I massaged her breasts, flicking her nipples till they grew erect. I kissed Sarah on the neck, slowing working my way towards her ears. Our breasts crushed against each other’s, our nipples touching. 

My lips trailed down to her supple breasts, kissing them and lightly nipping at them with my teeth. Her nipples were swollen, growing harder as I sucked on them. I held her nipples with my teeth while my tongue flicked at them. Sarah’s body tensed, then trembled while an orgasm consumed her. I held her in my arms till it slowly subsided. 

Sarah’s legs parted slightly when I rubbed the mound of her pussy. My hand slipped down between her legs, feeling the moistness in her panties. She was soaking wet, her juices flowing like a stream. I pushed her panties down to her knees, sliding my finger up and down her hot slit. I could feel the burning heat emitting from her pussy. My fingers spread her pussy open, exposing her tiny clit. I put my mouth on her pussy, licking up and down her slit till her butt was bucking up from the sheets. I shoved her panties down and off over her feet. She spread her legs wide without hesitation. I licked her pussy hard, stabbing inside her. Sarah’s body was shaking as another orgasm was developing. I sucked on her clit till she came unglued.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Godddddddddddddddd Ohhhhhhhhhhh Godddddddd” Sarah screamed out.

I held her tight against my mouth, sucking her flowing juices. She gripped my arms hard, digging her fingernails into them. I let her come down slowly, savoring every instant of her incredible orgasm. Sarah’s breasts heaved as she gradually got her breath back. I licked her pussy clean, making her flinch several times. The lips of her pussy were swollen.

I reached over to the nightstand, taking out a sleek, chrome plated vibrator from the top drawer. I twisted the end to make sure the batteries were still good. Sarah’s eyes widened when she heard it humming.

“Turn over on your tummy.” I ordered. “Spread you legs for me.”

Sarah hesitated briefly before turning over.

“Put your head on the pillow and just relax.” I whispered. “I’m not going to hurt you.”

I lubricated the tip of the vibrator with my saliva before sliding it slowly inside Sarah’s pussy. I felt her leg muscles tense then gradually relax. I twisted the end of the vibrator making it hum low. I stroked it in and out of her pussy, twisting it back and forth. Sarah’s body reacted immediately, quivering and trembling. I turned the adjustment slightly higher till it was humming louder. Sarah’s hips were slightly raised off the sheets. She tried to get to her knees but I pushed her back down, flat on her tummy. 

The vibrator slid in and out of Sarah’s pussy, lubricated with her own juices. I pushed almost the entire eight-inch long vibrator into her till she came again. This time harder than the last orgasm. I lay across her back, pinning her down. Her ass bucked up against me when she lost control of herself. I turned the vibrator down gradually, eventually sliding the chrome pleasure stick out of her. Her pussy was oozing juices down onto the sheets. I held her down till her body completely relaxed. All the strength in her body was gone. I placed the vibrator back on the nightstand. Sarah’s eyes were barely open. I gently massaged her back and legs, easing her taut muscles. She was practically asleep when I finished.

“You want to stay put for the night?” I whispered in her ear. 

Sarah didn’t answer, just nodded her head “yes”. I pulled the sheet over us as we drifted off to sleep. 



Never Enough Ch. 12



Sarah was still sound asleep when I woke up the next morning. I grabbed a quick shower, fixed my hair and make-up. Sarah woke up briefly while I was getting dressed. I reminded her about going down to the courthouse to get her bartender's license. 

"Oh yeah, Ok, I will." She responded, still half asleep.

I checked in on Amber, making sure she was alright before I left for the club. I barely had enough time to stop for coffee at a local convenience store. David's electricians were waiting for me when I arrived at the club.

"Still think you'll finish up tomorrow?" I asked Chris.

"Yep! We should be done before noon tomorrow." He replied. "Bet you're getting tired of getting up so early."

"Well, kinda." I responded. "But it'll be worth it, I'm sure."

I told Chris and Jared we were moving the shooting location up to the Geist Reservoir area. I think Chris was as excited as I was about shooting in a home instead of a studio. We talked briefly about the new lighting before I went up to the office to catch up on some paperwork.

Marcus arrived at the club around 8:00 so I decided to leave early for the 9:00 meeting. David Thompson pulled his service truck in along side my car as I exited the club. I waited on him to see if we needed to discuss anything. We greeted each other but didn't converse. David seemed like he was in a hurry.

Frank and Jackie had the clothing from Carl's all unloaded. It was stacked in several of the cubicles to keep it out of the way. Frank was loading the new sound and camera equipment in the truck. 

"Carl let us have the racks and all." Jackie stated. "We cleaned him out."

"Did you notice anything else unusual while you were there?" I asked.

"All the sound equipment was covered up. The limo and motorhome were gone." Jackie replied. "There's not much left."

"Carl say anything?" I questioned.

"Nope, not really." He seemed anxious for us to get everything and get out of there." Frank replied. "It took us two trips to get everything."

Amber arrived for the meeting right on time. We discussed her leaving in a couple of weeks. Frank and Jackie were both surprised at the news. She was an important part of our production group. I wouldn't replace her, at least not right away. Just the three of us would run Venture Productions.

"Why don't we meet up at the house from now on?" Frank suggested. "We'll have the equipment up there."

"I really need to decide where we're going to place everything." I responded. "Maybe after the meeting we can all go up and look over the house again."

"I can get Ryan and Paul's guys to move all the office furniture for us." Jackie stated. "Shouldn't be a big problem."

"Wonder if they'd be willing to move you out of your apartment while they're at it?" Frank questioned.

"Let's hold off on me moving up there." I replied. "I've got enough to do right now without taking on that job."

"Did you get the lease agreement drawn up?" I added. 

Frank handed me the one-page lease agreement. It was a simple lease agreement written as I had requested it. I didn't hesitate to sign it and hand it back to Frank.

"You're sure you really want to do this?" I inquired. "You and Jackie aren't going to want to live there."

"I'm moving in with Frank." Jackie answered. "We're going to live up in Westfield."

"Besides, if I lived on the lake all the time, I'd probably get tired of it." Frank said. "I like to just go to the lake and spend time on it."

My cell phone rang just as we were getting ready to leave for the house. It was David Thompson. My first thought was that they'd run into a serious problem. I didn't need any more worries right now.

"No, no problems. Everything's going better than planned." He said. "I just called to see if you might be free for lunch this afternoon?"

"Oh, well………I'm leaving to go up to Geist right now." I answered. "I'm not sure if I'll be busy all day or not."

"Well, I understand." Dave muttered, sounding disappointed. "Maybe another time."

"How about dinner?" I quickly suggested. "I can probably get away later in the day."

"Great!" He replied. "I'll call you later in the day and see what time's good for you!"

"Ok, I'll be looking forward to your call." I said.

Even though I wasn't ready to date anyone, I didn't see any harm in going out to dinner with him. Dave seemed like a nice, down-to-earth guy. Someone I could relate to without feeling intimidated.

Amber rode with me up to the house on the lake. Frank and Jackie followed behind us in the cargo van. Amber had never seen the house so she was quite excited. Frank handed me two sets of keys to the house when we got there. The four of us walked around deciding where to stage everything. Five bedrooms afforded us the luxury of having plenty of rooms to shoot in. We decided to put everything in the family room off the foyer. It was large enough and out of the way, yet conveniently located. I still felt strange being in the luxurious home. After living in the apartment for almost two years, it would take getting used to.

We unloaded the equipment from the van and temporarily set everything in the diningroom. Jackie got in touch with Ryan and Paul to see if they could help move the rest of the office furniture and equipment. It seemed like such a hassle but it would work out for the better. Amber suggested we get some groceries and stock up the refrigerator. It didn't sound like too bad an idea. Frank told me where the nearest supermarket was so Amber and I went shopping.

We passed by Scott and Melissa's house on the way back. I noticed a realtor's sign in the front yard, near the road. It got me wondering if they were really having financial troubles or marital problems. Melissa seemed hot to fuck just about anybody. Maybe she already had!

After we got all the groceries put away, Amber and I sat out on the patio. Frank and Jackie were to meet the guys so they could move everything else out to the house. Amber looked at me, grinning.

"This house is where you belong." She stated. "It's you."

"If I lived here, maybe." I responded. "Seems like I live at the club more than anywhere."

"Maybe you should think about changing your life." She suggested. "Take more time for yourself."

"I've thought about it, really I have." I replied. "Maybe if I'd planned better, I wouldn't be in such a mess right now."

"What you need is a good steady fuck buddy!" Amber exclaimed, grinning. "Someone to keep you horizontal for awhile!"

"Maybe I'll have Richie give me a workout." I quipped. "Or Ryan or Paul."

"That's not what I meant." Amber said. "I mean someone special, like a boyfriend."

Maybe that was what I needed, but in due time. Right now, I didn't have enough time to get much sleep let alone have someone special in my life. Certainly not another Steven Wells!

Thinking about Steven reminded me I needed to call him. I dialed his office on my cell phone. The phone rang eight or nine times before he answered.

"Hello David, this is Jennifer." I spoke. "I meant to call you earlier but I forgot."

"Well, that bitch Sarah didn't show up for work this morning!" Steven exclaimed. "I've tried calling her apartment but she's not answering. I ought to fire her and get someone else."

"You won't have to fire Sarah." I stated. "She's working for me at J.R.'s. In fact, she's starting this evening."

"Bet you'll have her in one of your porn flicks in no time!" Steven exclaimed. "She's no damn better than the rest of your whores!"

It was useless to try and talk with Steven any longer. I ended the conversation without saying another word. If he was thinking about replacing Sarah, he'd evidently not been offered the job with the prestigious law firm. I would have been surprised if he had.

Amber and I hung around at the house till 2:00 before heading down to the club. Ryan and Paul were moving the office furniture into the family room. We were set to meet at the house for the following morning's meeting. 

Sarah was waiting for us in her car when we arrived at the club. She had her bartender's license in hand, nervous but anxious to get started. Amber showed her the dressing room and the keypad entry system. The two disappeared into the dressingroom to change out of their clothes. I took a deep breath hoping Sarah would work out.

Sarah came out of the dressingroom wearing black thong panties with black patent leather high-heels. She was definitely going to get noticed. 

"Three blondes behind the bar! Hope that meant good luck!" I thought. 

Amber and Fawn showed Sarah how to operate the cash register and where everything behind the bar was located. She got her tip jar all set up. Sarah glanced up at me, standing at the railing looking down on the three of them. I gave her the thumbs up sign and wished her luck. 

Marcus opened the front doors right at 3:00. By 4:00, the club was half full. Wednesday's were becoming one of our busier nights. Sarah was doing pretty well behind the bar. With her looks and tits, she could make all the mistakes she wanted to and no one would complain. 

I was sitting at my desk catching up on some bookkeeping when my phone rang. It was David Thompson calling about our dinner date. We agreed to have him pick me up at the club around 7:00. 

I grabbed a shower and dressed in a white leather skirt with a red blouse, trimmed in white lace down the front. I had to borrow white high-heels from Amber. My red feather earrings complimented the outfit. I checked myself in the full-length mirror in the bathroom before stepping down to the bar. 

"All dressed up for a big date, huh!" Fawn exclaimed, grinning. "Betcha got fresh undies on!"

"I've always got fresh undies on." I responded, laughing. "One of my first rules for dating!

"Guess we won't be seeing you till tomorrow evening!" Fawn kidded. "Right?"

"No, I'll be back by 9:00 or 9:30." I quipped. "I'll be in before curfew, Mom!"

"How's Sarah doing?" I asked. 

"Doing good, still a little nervous." Fawn replied. "But, hey! You were nervous too."

David showed up fifteen minutes early, entering through the rear service entrance. He looked quite handsome in his black double-breasted suit. He looked more like a lawyer than an electrical contractor. I laughed internally at the thought. 

"Kind of overdressed for a Big Mac aren't you?" I kidded him.

"I was thinking more along the lines of White Castles!" He smarted back. "With cheese of course!"

I took hold of his arm as we made our way from the club. 

"Hope you don't mind riding in my pickup." He apologized. "My car's in for repairs. Actually it'll have to be repaired before the junk yard will take it."

We ate at one of the trendy restaurants in the heart of downtown. The food was good but the service was slow. Neither of us minded that since it just gave us more time to talk. 

I asked David if he had any children, already aware he was divorced. 

"One daughter, Stephanie." He replied. "She lives with her mother down in Pensacola, Florida. I see her one week in the late spring and one week before school starts in the fall."

"Two weeks a year doesn't seem like much, does it?" I stated. 

"No, it certainly isn't." David responded. "Seems like she's a million miles away at times."

"My ex-wife got remarried two weeks after our divorce." He added. "Think that hurts just as much."

"She had someone waiting on her, I take it." I said.

"Yeah. Waiting for better than a year, I think." Dave stated. "I can't blame anyone but myself though."

"Why's that?" I asked, before thinking.

"I was working up near Chicago for almost six months." He replied. "I'd only make it home one weekend a month, if that. I didn't realize I was neglecting her."

"What about you?" He asked. "Chris mentioned you were divorced."

"Yes, divorced for almost five years." I answered. "Married for less than one." 

"Wrong guy or what?" David inquired.

"Wrong guy, too young and dumb, no money." I rattled off. "Our marriage was doomed before the wedding."

"What about kids?" He asked.

"No kids." I answered. "Was lucky I never got pregnant."

"Are you planning on having kids?" Dave questioned. "After you get remarried, I mean."

"Kids, maybe one, maybe two." I replied. "Not planning on ever remarrying."

We didn't say much during dinner. I noticed David seemed a little down, maybe from our conversation about kids and divorce. Maybe if I changed the subject to something more general, it would lift his spirits. My mind wasn't having much luck thinking of something to talk about.

"You have any interests other than your work?" I asked. "What do you do in your free time?"

"I love horses." David responded, smiling. "I've got a friend down by Shelbyville who's got a horse farm. I go down there on weekends and help him out. I ride whenever I can. Sometimes we go to horse shows."

"You have horses of your own?" I inquired.

"I wish! Maybe some day." He replied. "I need a decent place to live first. A house not an apartment!"

"Figured you'd have a nice home by now." I stated.

"I did. Should say, we did." Dave replied. "My ex-wife got everything in the divorce settlement. I kept the business. At least she didn't get any of that."

"How's your business doing?" I questioned. 

"Doing great!" He exclaimed. "I hope to expand so I can compete for more jobs."

"Chris tells me you're video production company is scheduled to start shooting next week." He stated. "Bet you're anxious to see it finally all come together?"

"Almost too tired to be anxious but I am glad." I said. "Can't say I was the best at planning it though. Just thankful I've had some really good help to cover up my mistakes." "Good help is hard to find anymore." David stated. "Hard to find someone who really wants to work for a living."

"Tell me about it!" I exclaimed.

"How about taking a walk down by the canal?" Dave suggested. "It's a nice warm night."

David and I strolled amongst several other couples, joggers and residents of the canal district. He held my hand in his as we slowly walked along. We found an empty park bench so we decided to sit for awhile and watch the ducks swimming. The gaslights illuminated the canal with subtle warmth. It was quite romantic. I found myself squeezing David's hand, working my fingers over his.

"I was wondering if you'd be free Sunday?" He asked. "Maybe we could go horseback riding at my friend's."

"Sounds like a nice idea." I replied. "But I need to make sure we're ready to start shooting first thing Monday morning. I'm not sure I won't have to work Sunday to get prepped."

"How about if I help you Saturday?" Dave suggested. "Then we could spend all day together Sunday."

I was reluctant to accept his help, not really knowing how he felt about the adult video business.

"Are you sure it won't bother you working on a project like this?" I hesitantly asked.

"Well, if it means helping you out, it won't bother me." He answered. "We'd get to spend more time together."

We sat on the park bench for almost an hour before leaving. It was starting to rain as we pulled into the crowded parking lot at J.R.'s. I asked David if he wanted to come in for a drink or a cup of coffee.

"Maybe for one quick cup of coffee." He replied. "I want to make sure we finish up her tomorrow. How late are you planning on staying tonight?"

"Depends on how things are going, probably midnight." I said. "If we're still busy, I'll stay later."

"Doesn't give you much time to sleep." David stated. "That's not good for your health."

"I know." I responded. "I've got to work something out before I collapse."

We sat up in my office at the small conference table, chatting till almost 10:30. David left without trying to kiss me "good night". At first, I thought it was unusual.

"Maybe he's just shy." I thought.

Business tapered off around midnight so I decided to head for the apartment and get a few hours sleep. Sarah was doing great behind the bar with Fawn and Amber's help. She was doing pretty well in the tip department too. 

I was running late the next morning, having forgotten to set my alarm clock. Dave's electricians were anxiously waiting to get in. I phoned Jackie and Amber to let them know I wouldn't make our 9:00 meeting. The guys finished up around 10:00. Chris and Jared went over everything with me including the remote controls for the lighting. I was more than pleased with the results. I could control the lights from the bar or my office, just like the sound system. 

"I hear you and Dave had dinner last night." Chris said. "I didn't get a chance to tell him you weren't interested in dating anyone."

"That's ok." I responded. "Actually, I'm glad you didn't.

"So dinner went pretty well, I take it." He stated. "I'm glad you two hit it off."

"Well, it was just a first date." I replied. "Hard to say if we'll hit it off or not."

"You've got to think positive, Jennifer!" Chris exclaimed, smiling. "Keep thinking positive!"

I made a quick run to the bank before driving up to the house. Frank and Jackie were putting the beds together that we'd purchased. The bedroom suites looked nice. 

"Hopefully, we'll have the drapes all hung by tomorrow." Jackie stated. "That's about all that's left to do."

"I talked with Jared this morning." I said. "He and his girlfriend are going to stop by tomorrow and set up the sound equipment and run some tests."

"We still set to shoot the first video Monday as planned?" Frank asked.

"Yes. Rick and Diane are set along with Chris as the lead male." I replied. I want to start at 10:00 in case we run into problems."

"How about getting everyone here Saturday morning?" Jackie suggested. "Sound techs, camera operators, everyone. Just so we can go over everything in case we're forgetting something."

"Yeah, good idea." I responded. "You want to call everyone and set it up for 10:00am?"

Jackie began making the calls while Frank and I stepped into the kitchen for a soft drink. 

"Decided when you're going to move?" Frank asked.

"Not for awhile, maybe after Amber's gone." I replied. "I'm thinking about getting all new furniture, something I can use in the videos. If I buy it for the production company, I can write it off my business taxes."

"Now your thinking!" Frank exclaimed.

Jackie was still on the phone when I left for the club. She still had a few people yet to contact. Frank walked me out to my car. 

"Frank, are you sure you and Jackie don't want to move in here?" I asked. 

"Seems like you've asked me that a million times." He responded. "And no, we both want to live in Westfield. It'd be strange if I moved away from there. Besides, I want you to live in this house."

"You know it's over between you son and me." I stated. "We're never getting back together."

"I know, I know!" Frank exclaimed. "Steven's changed. He's not the son I raised! Not with the way he's been acting."

I arrived at the club shortly before 2:30. Marcus, Fawn and Amber were playing with the new lighting system. They'd figured out the controls without my help. I was already tired and we were just opening for the evening! 

David stopped by around 6:00 to see how the new lighting was working out. 

"Have you had dinner yet?" He asked. 

"No, I haven't eaten all day." I replied. "Guess I forgot."

"Jennifer, you need to eat!" He exclaimed. "How about we go somewhere for dinner?"

"I can't leave right now." I replied. "Thursday's one of our busiest nights." 

"How about I go out and get us some carryout then?" Dave suggested. "Pizza or something."

I took a few minutes to mull over his suggestion. 

"Let's just go somewhere." I muttered. "I'll let Marcus and the girls know they can call me if they need to."

We left J.R.'s getting into David's service truck. I felt more tired and sleepy than hungry.




Never Enough Ch. 12



"How about we go to my apartment and I'll fix you my famous spaghetti?" David suggested.

"That sounds good." I replied. "Much better than fast food."

David's apartment was in the Castleton area, northeast of the city. I sat down in a recliner, falling asleep almost immediately. I barely remember Dave pushing the lever forward to recline the chair. I slept till he woke me for dinner.

"Hey, dinner's ready." David said. "You can go back to sleep after you eat something."

Eating seemed to wake me back up; at least it revived my energy some. David was quite the chef. He made his own spaghetti sauce, not something from a jar. We ate, discussing what we'd done during the day. From hearing him talk, it was easy to tell David liked his work. He was also proud of his accomplishments.

He asked how my day went and what I did. I told him about going out to the house and seeing how things were going and about Saturday morning's meeting with everyone. I told him we were ready to shoot our first scene Monday morning.

"Who's going to be in the first scene?" He asked.

"A new couple we just hired and Chris." I said. "Chris'll be the male lead of course."

"I've never seen any of Chris's videos." He stated, smiling. "Guess I'd be embarrassed watching him have sex."

"You've never seen any adult videos or just Chris's?" I inquired. 

"Oh, I've seen porno movies, just none with Chris in them." He replied. "I know he's made a bunch of them though."

"Does it bother you that Chris appears in adult movies?" I asked, cautiously.

"Well, it's his personal business, not mine." He replied. "I don't condemn him for it. I'm sure it's just for the money."

"How do you feel about me producing the videos?" I inquired. "Truthfully, how do you feel?"

"I'm not sure how I feel." He answered. "I wouldn't like you being in any of them."

I hesitated saying anything more, not chancing on ruining a nice home-cooked dinner. David and I cleaned up the kitchen after eating. David talked about his love of horses and his friends horse farm.

I noticed several pictures of his daughter on an end table along with a few of him with some horses. He talked about each picture, going into great detail about his daughter. He missed her alot more than he let on. I asked him about the horses in the pictures.

"This one here's my baby, Shadow's Mistress is her name." He said, pointing to a picture of a beautiful black horse. "She's a three year old filly. I was there when she was born." 

"Is she down at your friend's farm?" I asked.

"Yeah, I ride her whenever I get the chance." He replied. "In fact, I'm the only one who's ever ridden her. I showed her at several horse shows early this summer. She's a blue ribbon winner!"

"By the way. Are we still on for Sunday to go riding?" He added. "I'm sure you like horses once you get around them."

"Yes, we're still on." I replied, grinning. "Hopefully I won't fall off and break my neck!"

David and I sat on the couch till I started to fall asleep. He suggested I stretch out on the couch and take a nap before going back to the club. His suggestion sounded good so I took him up on it. It was almost 11:00 when I woke up. David had fallen asleep with my head in his lap. I shook him several times before he woke up.

We drove me back to the club, pulling up to the rear service entrance.

"How about I stop by tomorrow evening and bring us something to eat?" He suggested. 

"If you want to." I responded. "I don't want you going to alot of bother."

"It's not any bother." He replied. "I hate to eat alone."

I checked in with the girls and Marcus. The club was packed but everything was under control. Sarah was running around in bright blue thong panties and raking in the tips. I checked out the cash register to get an idea of how well we were doing. Sarah came up and squeezed my arm. 

"I just want to thank you for giving me a chance." She said, with a big smile on her face.

"Alot better than doing the videos, isn't it?" I exclaimed. 

Sarah nodded her head "yes". I was still glad I made her run out during the interview.

Friday morning, I slept till 7:00 before getting up. I felt much better after getting some much needed sleep. Amber woke up shortly after I got out of the shower. We stood in the kitchen drinking coffee.

"Dave seems to be a little crazy about you, don't you think?" Amber stated. "You two have been together every evening."

"I'm not sure how he feels about me." I replied. "I think he's apprehensive about what I do."

"You mean the adult videos?" She asked. "He knows you've been in them doesn't he?"

"I think he does. I'm not sure." I answered. "I don't know what Chris has told him."

"Well, you're not going to be in any of them anymore." Amber said, hesitating. "Or are you?"

"Just one, the one with just you and me." I responded. "Sort of our grand finale."

"You two should talk before either one of you gets hurt." She warned. "Get everything out in the open."

Amber and I drove up to the house for the morning meeting. Amber's remark about talking with David crossed my mind several times. We got to the house well ahead of Frank and Jackie. I unlocked the door, proceeding towards the kitchen to put coffee on. We sat out on the patio watching a few boats go past on the lake. Jackie phoned, saying she and Frank were going to be about an hour late. Frank and Jackie showed up a little after 10:00. The meeting was short, not much to discuss till Saturday morning's meeting with everyone in attendance. We walked through the house, making one last check before leaving.

Amber and I spent the rest of the day furniture shopping for the new house. I spent more money than I should but since it was for the production company, I'd be able to write it off on our business taxes. We set up deliver for a late afternoon the following week. Amber and I arrived at the club around 2:00. The deliverymen were just pulling out. The stockroom was packed full of beer and liquor for the upcoming weekend. I still worried about running low but I always worried about running low. 

"Maybe I should stock up more and store it at the studio." I thought. "The larger the quantities I bought at one time, the cheaper it was. If I bought beer by the truckload, I could make more on each bottle served." It was something to give serious consideration to.

David arrived with pizza around 6:30. We sat at the conference table in the office, eating and watching the crowd below.

"Wow, business is really good tonight!" David exclaimed. 

"Yep, Friday's our best night." I responded. "Everyone's tired from working and wanting to let off steam and chill out." 

"Will you make more off the club or from the porno movies?" David asked.

"Adult movies, not porno movies!" I exclaimed. "I prefer adult movies!

"I think we need to talk." I added. "About this movie business."

"I didn't mean to make you mad." David apologized. "I was just asking a question."

"What has Chris told you about me?" I asked. "Has he told you that I made movies, some with him?"

"Yeah, he told me." He murmured. "It wasn't like he was bragging or anything though."

"I made alot of movies and not just with Chris." I stated. "I just want to make sure you know that up front."

"Ok, now I know." David responded. "But you don't make them anymore do you?"

"I'm doing one more scene." I replied. "Something special between Amber and me. It'll be the last for both of us."

"Just you two, no guys?" He asked curiously. "A lesbian scene."

"Yeah, a lesbian scene." I answered. "I'm not a lesbian but I am bi-sexual. Guess you should know that too."

I could tell by the expression on David's face he was upset. I figured he'd get up and leave but he didn't. We sat there quietly, eating pizza. Neither of us said a word. I didn't feel any better after bringing everything out into the open but at least he knew where I stood. I wasn't sure what David was thinking.

"What are you doing tomorrow?" He asked, finally speaking.

"I've got a 10:00 meeting up at the house with everyone." I replied. "We want to go over the first day's shoot and make sure everyone's set to go."

"Guess that pretty much takes up your day then." David said. "Just thought maybe we could spend some time together."

"Are you sure you still want to go on seeing me?" I questioned. "You don't have to if you'd rather not."

"Yeah. I want to keep seeing you." He answered. "Just give me a little time to adjust. Ok?"

"Ok." I replied. "Why don't you come with me tomorrow so you can see what really goes on. It's not the sleazy business it used to be."

"You won't mind me being there?" David inquired. "It won't bother anyone else?"

"No, it won't bother anyone." I replied. "I'd really like you to be there so you can see everything for yourself. We're not going to shoot any video, just do last minute planning is all."

David seemed more at ease, accepting my invitation to attend the meeting. I gave him the address, asking him to get there early so I could show him the house. We both left the club shortly after midnight. David walked me to my car, giving me a kiss goodnight. Finally!

Arriving at the house the next morning, I ran a last-minute check of everything we needed to discuss. Amber set out the donuts while Jackie made several pots of fresh coffee. Frank and I walked out on the terrace so we could talk.

"I've invited a close friend of mine to join us." I said. "His name is David Thompson and he's and electrical contractor. Chris and Jared work for him from time to time."

"Ah, the new boyfriend!" Frank exclaimed. "So I finally get to meet him and see what he's like!"

"Well, I'm not sure what kind of relationship we have." I replied. "Just friends for now."

David found the house without any trouble, pulling in the driveway a little after 9:00. I met him at the front door and showed him through the house. We walked down to the lake and out to the end of the dock. David was quite impressed with the house and grounds.

"This place is awesome!" He exclaimed, smiling. "I'd have a hard time going to work if I lived on a lake!"

"Well, I'm just leasing the house from Frank." I replied. "We're going to be doing some of the videos here. It'll be convenient for me to live here. Much better than my apartment."

We walked back up to the house, standing in the kitchen, sharing a cup of coffee. Everyone showed up on time so I elected to start the meeting.

I introduced everyone and stated what their job was. The camera operators knew each other but hadn't met Jared and his girlfriend, Katrina. Katrina was also Jared's audio assistant, a girl in her early twenties. She was tall and quite slender with long brown straight hair. I introduced Rick and Diane as the costars of our first video along with Chris as the male lead. 

We all ascended the stairs to the bedroom where the video would be shot. I had Diane and Chris position themselves on the bed and Rick sit in the chair where he'd be throughout the video. He was the voyeur handsome in the video.

"Does anyone have any questions or see anything we might be overlooking?" I asked. 

The camera operators asked how the scene would progress so they could be at the most strategic positions. I wanted one of the cameras on Rick throughout the entire scene to get his reactions. One camera doing side shots with close-ups and the last camera behind Chris so we could get alot of video of him screwing Diane. 

We were shooting a night scene during the day so we'd have to block off sunlight filtering through the drapes and use lighting to illuminate the set. Just the performers, the camera operators and the Jared's girlfriend would be in the bedroom. The audio and video would be monitored from the next bedroom. I felt the less people on set; the better the actors could play out the scene.

"Should I moan alot during the scene?" Diane asked. "I'm not sure how much moaning you want."

"Diane, when Chris starts working you over, you'll be moaning loud and long!" I exclaimed. "Just focus on Chris, forget everyone else is around, including Rick. Just keep working with Chris and you'll do fine."

"I'll start the scene out." I added. "Keep working to make the scene flow. I'm not going to stop and have you two change positions. That's too disruptive. We'll edit out any delays we don't want."

"How we gonna know when to change positions?" Chris asked.

"I'm going to monitor the actual camera-on time recorders." I answered. "We'll do it by steps. When I call out "next" that means you change positions. We'll start with you slowly undressing Diane. Then alot of kissing and fondling of Diane's breasts. Work her up slow, don't rush it."

"Diane, you'll try to resist Chris's advances just a little." I added. "Let him have his way, so to speak. Chris'll strip you panties off and use his hand on your pussy till I think you're ready for him to go down on you. When he does, you quit resisting all together. Chris, I need you to get her wet enough to penetrate. You'll have to squirt some lubricant inside her pussy. We'll edit that out on the final cut. Fuck Diane missionary style, slow and easy. Let her get used to you being inside her. Slowly increase your rhythm till you're really putting it to her."

"Rick, I need you to get undress sometime after Chris starts fucking your wife. Stroke your cock till you're hard as hell. Don't think about the camera being on you. Stay focused on Diane and Chris."

"We'll finish the scene with you fucking Diane doggie-style. Make sure you shoot your load on her back, but try not to get any in her hair. Diane, you'll need to suck his cock right at the very end. Lick his cock clean. I want to see plenty of tongue on Chris's cock. I don't care how long the scene is just so it's not too damn short. If it's short, we'll have to wait and add more footage later in the day."

"Anybody got any questions?" I asked. "If not, I want everyone here Monday at 9:00 and ready to shoot by 10:00. And, please turn off your cell phones and pagers!"

"Chris, Diane, Rick, I need to see you three alone." I stated.

I looked at David standing in the bedroom doorway. He looked quite flushed and a little surprised at my explicit direction. I took him by the hand, pulling him into the bedroom. Chris, Diane and Rick were sitting on the side of the bed.

"I know you two are going to be nervous doing your first video." I said. "I'm expecting that so don't worry about camouflaging it. Don't look at the cameras or Katrina. Diane, all you have to do is let Chris lead you through the scene. He knows exactly what I want and he'll make you cum. Don't worry about the screaming or moaning, just be yourself. Once you get the first video behind you, the rest will be much easier. OK!"

The three of them left, heading down the steps to the livingroom. David and I remained in the bedroom.

"Well, what do you think?" I asked. "Still have doubts about me being involved in this business?"

"I don't have any doubts." He replied. "If this is what you really wanna do, I won't object. I just don't want you doing any of the guys. OK?"

"OK!" I replied. "I wasn't planning on doing any of the guys!"

"Think we could go outside and get some fresh air?" David asked as we descended the stairs. "I'm a little warm."

We took a couple of soft drinks from the refrigerator and sat out on the terrace. I had a feeling David still had some questions he wanted answered. 

"You want to talk more? Get things out in the open." I asked, subtly.

"Well, I'm a little curious about your past." David responded. "But I don't really know if it's any of my business."

"If you want to ask me about something, I won't lie to you." I said.

"Your remark to the girl about Chris." He muttered. "You said he'd make her cum. You sounded……………..a little excited about it."

"Chris will make her cum." I replied. "He always makes the girls cum." 

"Did he make you cum?" David asked, hesitantly.

"Yes……..yes he always did." I answered. "With Chris it wasn't just for the money. We were close friends. We still are. But we never had sex except on the set."

"What about the other guys, did you enjoy sex with them?" He asked. "Are you close friends with them?"

"Yeah, I always enjoy sex." I responded. "We're all friends, maybe not what you'd call close though."

"Any others I should know about?" David inquired. 

"None you need to know about." I replied.

"Making movies, has it just been for the money?" He asked. 

"Pretty much." I said. "I won't lie to you and say I didn't enjoy the sex. But it was mainly for the money." 

"Are you always going to be bi-sexual?" He asked.

"I don't know, probably." I stated. "People change over time. It's hard to say. Right now, I enjoy having sex with other women I'm attracted to."

There was a long pause in our conversation. I wasn't sure if David was thinking of more questions or upset that I was so casual about having sex.

"You want to ask me anything?" He queried. "About anyone I mean."

"No." I answered. "I don't want to know who you've been with." 

"It's not important to you?" He asked. "Or you just don't care?"

"It's important to me and I do care………….I just don't want to know." I countered. "We can't change each other's past."

"If you have any reservations about me, let's end it now." I added. "I don't want to get involved with you and then have you walk away because of what I do or what I've done."

"What if I said I wanted a serious relationship with you?" David asked. "What then?"

"Is that what you want?" I retorted. "We haven't known each other very long."

"I'm not sure what I'm feeling." David replied. "I think about you constantly."

"What do you want?" He asked.

I wasn't prepared for that question. I thought about it, hesitating to even answer.

"I'd like for you to accept me for what I am." I said. "I won't change my ways just to keep a relationship going. I wouldn't expect you to change either."

"You said you'd never get married again." David spoke. "What if we got serious, really serious? Would you change your mind?"

"I don't know." I murmured. "Maybe."

David stopped asking questions or even talking. We just sat there in silence. I checked my watch, noticing it was almost 2:00.

"I've got to be getting down to the club." I said. 

"Maybe we shouldn't see each other for awhile." I added, hesitantly.

I regretted making the statement, knowing it wasn't what I really wanted. 

I was hoping for a reaction from David but he just sat there, staring off into space. I locked up the house before leaving. It was all I could do to keep fighting the tears back as I drove into the city.



Never Enough Ch. 13



I stayed up in my office for most of the evening, going over invoices and inventories. I occasionally drifted through the crowded bar greeting some of the club's regular customers.

Melissa Townsend came into the club around 10:00. She was alone, not with her husband Scott. She gestured she wanted to talk with me so I motioned for her to come up to the office. Melissa sat down across the desk from me.

"I just wanted to stop by and see if you were still hiring actresses for your movies." She said. 

"Not really. We've got about everyone we're going to need for awhile." I responded. "Why, are you interested?"

"Yeah, I'm definitely interested." She answered. "Not for the money, just for the sex."

"What about Scott?" I asked. "He change his mind about letting you get involved?"

"Scott and I are getting divorced." Melissa stated. "We've already put the house up for sale."

"Yeah, I noticed the sign in the yard the other day." I said without thinking.

"Is that your car down at the new house on Lakeview Drive?" She asked. "Steven Well's house."

"Frank Well's house, not Steven's." I corrected her. "I'm just leasing it."

I had to choose my words carefully. I didn't want Melissa to know we were going to shoot adult videos at the house. She could blab it to the wrong people and that could cause problems. Melissa was definitely not to be trusted! I needed to get the upper hand on her.

"Can you pass a drug test and a background check?" I asked, hitting upon an idea.

"Yeah, sure. Why?" She inquired.

"I've got a few special videos in mind." I stated. "Think you might be perfect for the parts. That is, if you're really interested?"

"I'm interested!" She exclaimed. "Are any of them with Chris or Richie?"

"Actually one is with both of them." I replied, not having a clue as to what I could come up with.

"Damn, that's got to be one hot video!" Melissa stated.

I took an employment application form from my attaché and handed it to her. She quickly began filling it out.

"Is there anything you won't do sexually?" I inquired.

"Well, I can't take it anally." She replied. "If I have to I will but it hurts like hell."

"I don't want you doing anything you're not comfortable with." I said, trying to ease her concerns but not really giving a damn.

Melissa hand me back the completed application form. I noticed her cell phone number had changed so I mentioned it to her.

"I've got another number so Scott can't call and bother me." She stated. "You can reach me anytime. I've always got it on."

I told Melissa we'd be calling her next week. I reminded her to get a drug test at one of the hospitals and bring me the written report. I had doubts she might be able to pass the test. We chatted for awhile before she left but I was careful not to divulge any unnecessary information.

I left the club around 4:00am, after doing the closing with Marcus. The cool morning air was refreshing on the drive home. I took a shower before sliding into bed. I didn't go to sleep right away, finding it hard to relax and forget about the previous day's disappointments.

Distant thunder awoke me Sunday morning. It was a little after 10:00am. Amber was down in the kitchen putting on coffee. I slowly made my way to the bathroom to rinse off and fix my hair and make-up. I dressed in jeans and a t-shirt before going downstairs. Amber was sitting at the diningroom table sipping her coffee. 

"Saw you talking with Melissa Townsend at the club last night." Amber stated. "Noticed she was alone."

"She and Scott are getting a divorce." I responded. "That's no big surprise!"

"She's not still wanting to get involved in the adult videos, is she?" Amber asked.

"Yeah, now more than ever." I replied. "I hired her to do a few videos."

"You're kidding!" Amber exclaimed. "What the hell for?"

"Mostly, to keep her trap shut about the house." I answered. "She's seen my car there. Wouldn't take her long to figure out what's going on. She might get the neighborhood all stirred up."

"So it's kind of a bribe then." Amber said. "Put her in a few videos so she'll keep her mouth shut."

"Actually, it's more of an insurance policy." I responded. "Once I get her on video with a cock jammed in her mouth, she'll have to keep quiet."

"You and Dave still going horseback riding today?" She asked. "Didn't see him at the club last night."

"No, we're not seeing each other anymore, at least not for awhile anyway." I muttered.

"What the hell happened this time?" She exclaimed. "Everything seemed ok when I left."

"Isn't he cool with you making the movies?" Amber added. "What changed his mind?"

"I don't think it's the just the movie business." I replied. "I think it's knowing Chris and I fucked each."

"If it weren't for Chris, you two probably would never have met." Amber said. "Doesn't he realize that?"

I didn't bother to answer Amber's question. I wasn't sure what David was thinking.

I'm going up to the house for the day." I stated. "You wanna go along?

"Nah, I'm going to get some boxes so I can start packing my clothes and stuff." Amber answered. "I'm still planning on leaving next Saturday morning."

It was almost 11:30 when I left the apartment. The storm had passed north of us without leaving any rain. The sky was clear except for a few puffy clouds. 

I walked slowly through the house making sure everything was ready for the next day's shooting session. I couldn't find anything out of place so I decided to work on some storylines. 

Taking the laptop from my attaché, I walked out on the terrace finding a shady spot to sit. I needed to come up with a video for Melissa and two guys. Some sort of fantasy scene. The harder I tried to come up with something, the more my mind drew blanks. I finally put the laptop away, spending the rest of the afternoon sitting down on the dock. 

Monday morning, Amber and I arrived at the house before 8:00am. Frank and Jackie along with the camera crew were standing around in the kitchen. Jared and Katrina arrived a little later. Everyone seemed anxious to get started. I paced back and forth between the kitchen and the foyer. I finally sat down in the makeshift office eating on a donut and drinking another cup of coffee. 

Rick and Diane got to the house at 9:00. Jackie took her into one of the bathrooms to get her hair and make-up done. We'd already chosen her wardrobe, a red evening dress slit up the side with accenting jewelry. Rick was wearing tan Dockers and a light blue sport shirt. It was what we'd requested he wear. He seemed quite nervous. I hoped the excitement of watching Chris screw his wife would overcome his anxiousness.

It was almost 9:30 before Chris arrived, getting caught in construction traffic along the way. He grabbed a quick cup of coffee, apologizing for running late. He seemed quite relaxed. Of course, this wasn't anything new for him. He'd made over a hundred videos, this was just one more for him. 

We got the camera crew situated in the bedroom. Jared and Katrina made a last minute audio check. I stood in the hallway with Rick, Diane and Chris going over the scene one more time. I don't know which of us was more nervous, Diane or myself. I left the three of them in the hallway, entering the adjacent bedroom where we'd set up the monitors.

Standing in front of the monitors, I called for the scene to begin.

"Cameras ready! Audio ready! Start!" I commanded.

Chris entered the bedroom with his arm around Diane's waist. Rick walked in right behind them, going to his chair positioned in the corner of the bedroom. Chris and Diane sat on the side of the bed and began kissing. Diane was resisting Chris's advances. My eyes scanned back and forth over the three monitors. Everything looked great so far.

The scene progressed with Chris getting Diane's dress off. She was wearing matching red panties and bra. Rick got up from his chair and started undressing, tossing his clothes in the corner. His cock was already hard. Watching Diane about to get the fucking of her life was definitely turning him on. I called "next" and Chris took the cue. 

Chris worked Diane up slowly, removing her bra and panties. Her pussy was wet, glistening with moisture. The camera zoomed in on her pussy, capturing it perfectly. Chris quickly stripped down to his briefs. He spread Diane's legs wide, licking her pussy. Diane was moaning constantly. She was really into the scene. Rick was stroking his hard cock. I hoped he wasn't getting too far ahead of Chris and Diane. I called "next" and Chris responded to my cue once again. 

Chris picked up Diane, tossing her to the center of the bed. He took off his briefs and climbed between her legs. He lifted her legs up, spreading them wide. I called out "wait" and both of them froze. Jackie ran in quickly, handing Diane a tube of lubricant. Diane squeezed an ample amount inside her pussy, handing the lube back to Jackie. "Start" I commanded as soon as Jackie came back to the monitor room. Chris slowly worked his huge cock inside Diane. She came for the second time, her body trembling. 

Rick was still stroking his cock. He was doing great at holding back. His eyes were intently watching Chris fuck his wife. Chris fucked her slowly at first then hard, really hard. His pelvis was slapping hard against Diane's ass. Her butt was getting red from the hard thrusts. I let them fuck for a few minutes before shouting "next". Chris turned Diane over and got her in the doggie-style position, immediately penetrating her pussy.

Chris had a firm hold on Diane's hips, forcing her back on his enormous cock. Diane orgasmed for the third time, shrieking out loud. I quickly looked at Jared. His face was cringing. Chris plunged his cock slowly in and out of Diane till he was ready to cum. He pulled his cock out of her pussy and shot a rope of cum all the way to the back of her neck. Rick was standing in front of his chair. He shot of stream of cum towards the corner of the bed, landing all over the carpet. Diane slowly lowered herself down on the bed, turning her face towards the camera. Chris grabbed her head, shooting his second load all over Diane's lips. Three perfect money shots in one scene! I let the three actors settle down before shouting "stop".

Jackie and I rushed into the bedroom. Katrina still had the boom mike poised over the bed. Rick was sitting down in his chair. Chris had collapsed alongside Diane on the bed. The camera crew cleared out, pulling the video cables back. We made sure everyone was alright before going back to the adjoining bedroom. Frank was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching a replay clip. 

"One down, a thousand more to go!" Jackie exclaimed, grinning. "You did it! Three money shots in one scene to boot!"

I had to sit down next to Frank on the bed. I felt so relieved that everything had gone so well. Frank put his arms around me, giving me a hug. I held onto him for comfort.

Amber helped get Diane into the bathroom. She was totally wiped out. Chris scurried down the hall to another vacant bathroom. I heard him turn the shower on.

I made my way down to the office to get everyone paid. I thanked everyone, reminding them of the next day's shoot at 10:00. The camera guys were making more money working for me than they were for Carl. To me, they were well worth the extra money. Jared and Katrina left right behind the camera operators, anxious for the next day's session.

Amber came down to the office, sitting on one of the tables. 

"Who's on for tomorrow?" She asked. 

"Carson and Darcy, the tall blonde with the dancer's legs". I replied.

"We still doing our scene together Wednesday?" Amber asked.

"Yeah, and then you with Chris on Thursday." I answered. "Know you can't wait for that one!" 

"Who's on for Friday?" She inquired. 

"Richie and Courtney." I replied. "I hope this Courtney girl works out. Jackie thinks she'll do great so I'm confident."

Rick and Diane came into the office sitting next to each other across from us. I gave them each an envelope containing their pay. Rick was smiling. Diane was really overjoyed. I think she was still feeling the effects of Chris giving her multiple orgasms. We chatted briefly about future videos. They were both anxious to shoot more movies. I was just thankful they'd both worked out. My doubts about them were diminishing.

We still had the editing to do on our first video. I wasn't thrilled about doing it myself, but I was reluctant to have an outside company do it for us. I waited till Chris left before replaying each camera's video. We'd shot almost eighty minutes of video amongst the three cameras, which we'd have to cut to twenty minutes.

Frank and Jackie were rearranging the bedrooms for tomorrow's session. Amber and I stripped the sheets and comforter off the bed so we could get them down to the laundry room. When we'd all finished our tasks, we took a break out on the terrace. 

Everyone was winding down from the morning's excitement. It gave us a chance to discuss future plans.

"I still think we need to hire a writer." Jackie stated. "We need someone with fresh, new ideas. Someone who can script and write dialogue."

"Yeah, and we need to get an editor too." I said. "I'm not sure if I can do it so it looks professional enough."

"How's your money holding out?" Frank asked. "Can we afford more people?" 

"Yeah, money's not the problem." I replied. "I can always take profit from the club if I need to. J.R.'s is running well into the black."

"Problem is finding the right people, not the money." I added. "Anyone got any ideas?"

"What about checking for writers over the internet?" Amber suggested. "Maybe one of the camera operators can help us on the editing?"

"That's an idea." I responded. "I'll ask them tomorrow morning."

"Why don't I do some research over the internet for writers?" Jackie suggested. "Do we want to hire someone or how do you want to handle it?"

"I'd prefer to just buy a writer's material, not hire anyone." I replied. "We need to have them turn over any copyrights though. I want to make sure we own everything outright."

"If you just buy the material straight out, that would eliminate another person on the payroll." Frank stated. "You could also get a better variety of material. Seems like the way we should go."

It was around 1:30 when Amber and I left for the club. I was thankful Monday's weren't usually busy at the club. If things were going smoothly at 7:00, I was going to leave early. 

I phoned both our beer distributors about purchasing in truckload quantities for a better price. They were to fax me quotes before the end of the day. I was hoping for a big price break to make the investment pay off.

The phone behind the bar rang just before opening. Amber answered it, shouting it was for me. I had her transfer the call up to me. 

"Hello, Ms. Kramer." The voice greeted. "This is James Harper of Harper, Douglas and Klein."

"Oh! Hello Mr. Harper." I spoke. "What can I do for you?"

"Colin Douglas and I would like to set up a meeting with you." He stated. "Sometime at your convenience, of course, maybe a luncheon meeting." 

"Would you mind telling me what the meeting would be about?" I asked. "If it has anything to do with Steven Wells, I wouldn't be interested."

"It has absolutely nothing to do with Steven, I guarantee you." Harper responded. "Colin and I would like to discuss a possible business arrangement with you, an investment actually."

"I see. Well, this week I'm much too busy with another business interest." I stated. "I may have some free time Saturday or possibly Sunday. Not sure how that fits in with your schedule."

"Colin and I play golf every Saturday at the country club." Harper said. "Let's exchange cell phone numbers so we can contact each other if a time opens for both of us."

We exchanged cell phone numbers as James Harper suggested. I was curious about his reference to "arrangement or investment" as he put it. The last thing I needed was an investor in my nightclub. I wasn't about to share the profits with anyone. It was still a good idea to have a prestigious law firm on my side. Having lunch with the two men wouldn't hurt any. I'd at least hear them out before politely and subtly turning them down.

As usual, Monday night was slow. I spoke briefly with Amber, Fawn and Sarah before leaving. Marcus walked me out to my car, just like he always did.

"Tomorrow afternoon when I get in, we need to talk." I stated to Marcus. 

"Is there something wrong?" He asked. "Hope I haven't made you mad about something."

"No, there's nothing wrong." I replied. "I just want to discuss business with you."

I drove home contemplating the next day's session with Carson and Darcy. I hoped it would go as well as today's session. I watched television while I went through my bank statements online. I phoned Amber at the club around 11:00 to see how things were going. I went to bed after she assured me everything was going smoothly.

I drove out to the house Tuesday morning arriving a little before 9:00am. Everyone was already there. The camera technicians were sitting out on the terrace talking with Jared and Katrina. Carson and Darcy were standing in the kitchen chatting about making the video. I poured myself a cup of coffee and joined the guys on the terrace for a cigarette before getting started. 

Jackie and Frank had the bedroom scene all set up and ready to go. I took my position in front of the monitors. Jared had rigged up a speaker in the bedroom and a headset with microphone for me to wear. It would enable me to just speak in a normal voice level to the actors. I wouldn't have to shout instructions like the day before. The camera guys ran checks on their equipment, as did Jared and Katrina on the audio equipment. We were shooting the scene with just two cameras, no need for a third.

I reviewed with Carson and Darcy how the scene was to be played out. Darcy would be the seductress getting Carson, a deliveryman in bed with her. Carson wore a work uniform for his part. Darcy wore a slinky white negligee with high-heels. She was drop dead gorgeous. Carson was chomping at the bit to get started. I could tell his massive cock was already hard. I made sure the lubricant was tucked underneath the pillow before the scene started. We took our positions with Darcy and Carson standing in the hallway leading to the bedroom. 

"Cameras ready! Audio ready! Start!" I commanded.

Darcy led Carson into the bedroom, pulling him by the hand. She guided him towards the bed before pushing him down on it. They began kissing passionately. Darcy unbuttoned Carson's shirt and pushed it open, kissing all over his chest. Carson was playing with Darcy's breasts through the fabric of her negligee. I spoke "next" into the microphone.

Darcy unbuckled Carson's pants, pulling them along with his briefs down his muscular legs. His massive cock stood straight up. Jackie gasped when she first saw it. He was huge, at least ten inches long and so thick; Marcy couldn't get her fingers around its base. She licked up and down his cock, salivating all over it. Carson's cock glistened in her hand. She worked her lips over the head of his cock barely getting it between her lips. The camera was focused for a great close-up of her mouth trying to work the head of his cock. Carson's face was cringing trying to keep from cumming. I let Darcy suck his cock for a couple of minutes before speaking "next" into the microphone.

Darcy positioned herself in the sixty-nine position so Carson could work her pussy over with his mouth and lips. Darcy got off a good orgasm, moaning long and loud. I waited till Marcy's orgasm subsided before speaking "next" into the microphone.

Darcy turned around facing Carson, straddling his muscular chest. I spoke "stop" into the microphone and both actors froze in position. "Use the lube under the pillow." I said into the mike. Darcy squeezed a considerable amount of lube inside her pussy. She tossed the rest of it onto the floor, out of camera range. "Start" I spoke and Darcy worked her pussy down over Carson's huge cock. It took her a minute or two to get most of it inside her hot little pussy. Jackie reached up and put her hand over my microphone.




Never Enough Ch. 13



"I can't believe she took it all!" She exclaimed.

I nodded my head, agreeing with her. Her pussy was stretched so tight it looked like she was going to be torn open at any minute. 

Darcy worked slowly up and down on Carson's cock, taking long, slow strokes. Carson's massive hands gripped Darcy's ass rocking her back and forth. I let them fuck for several minutes before speaking "next" into the microphone.

Darcy got on her side with Carson behind her. He held Darcy close, fucking her for several minutes before I said "next". 

Darcy got on all fours with Carson behind her. They were close to the edge of the bed so Carson could stand with his feet on the floor. He eased his cock into Darcy's pussy, fucking her slow and rhythmically. Darcy had another screaming orgasm as Carson pulled his cock out of her pussy. He stroked his cock several times, shooting his thick load all over her back and her butt. A huge glob of cum slowly dripped off his cock onto the sheets. The camera caught it perfectly. I waited a few moments before shouting "stop" into the mike. 

Darcy collapsed on the bed, breathing very hard. Jackie and I rushed into the bedroom to make sure she was alright. She was pale as a ghost. Jackie rubbed her back and arms. I grabbed a washcloth from the bathroom, soaked it with warm water and put it between her legs. Darcy's pussy was really gaped open. Carson sat on the edge of the bed, cum still dripping off his huge cock. 

The camera technician's pulled their cables out of the bedroom while Katrina and Jared shut down the audio equipment. Jackie and I sat with Darcy on the bed till she was able to sit up. She managed to get a smile on her face. That made us feel a little better but I was still worried about her. 

"I didn't realize your pussy was quite so small." I said. "Maybe I shouldn't have paired you up with Carson."

"No. It's ok." Darcy replied. "I can handle a big cock. Carson was just a little thicker than I expected."

Jackie helped me get her in the shower so we could get her cleaned up. The shower seemed to revive her spirits as well as her strength. Darcy sat on the side of the bed, getting dressed. I had Jackie stay with her while I went down to the office to get everyone paid. 

I reminded everyone we were shooting an hour earlier the next day. Carson asked if Darcy was alright when I paid him. I assured him she was ok but I was still worried about her. He'd ripped her pretty good.

Darcy finally managed to make it down to my office unassisted. She was walking fine but I could tell she was sore between the legs. I handed Darcy her pay envelope, telling her I'd try to make up today's uncomfortable sexual encounter with something more pleasant the next time.

Once everyone had gone, the rest of us adjourned to the terrace for a brief meeting. The sky was filled with dark clouds and the wind had picked up. The cool breeze coming off the lake felt great after the hot sex we'd just witnessed.

"Did you have any luck finding story material?" I asked Jackie.

"Kinda." She replied. "I found a website on the internet with some very erotic stories. Very explicit material!" 

"I emailed several of the writers to see if they'd be interested in selling material directly to us." She added. "I haven't heard back from anyone yet but I've got a feeling I will."

"That's good." I responded. "Make sure we get the copyrights though. That's important." 

"Did you get to talk with the camera technicians about editing?" Frank asked.

"Sure did!" I exclaimed. "Did you know that George and Phil do the video editing for two of the local PBS stations?"

"No kidding!" Amber exclaimed. "Why didn't they do Carl's editing?"

"Dumb-Ass Carl was under contract with some company up in Chicago." I replied. "They had him sewn up tight."

"George and Phil are going to take the footage we shoot and edit it at their studio." I reported. "They'll do each scene for $80 and turn it around overnight. The master cut with the final movie will run about $250. I can't beat that!" 

"The editing equipment would cost me several thousand dollars and I'd still have to do it myself." I added.

"Great!" Jackie exclaimed. "That's one big problem solved!"

"What else do we need to talk about?" I asked. "We all set for tomorrow's session with Amber and me?"

"Yes but I'm going to do the directing!" Amber exclaimed, grinning. "Since it's my last bi scene and you're last sex scene ever, I want it to be special."

"What do you mean by special?" I inquired, grinning. "You got something kinky planned?"

"Just at the end." Amber replied. "Something I've always wanted to try with you."

I looked over at Frank and Jackie. Whatever Amber had planned, they were already aware of. If Amber wanted to direct my grand finale, I was more than willing to let her. 

"Before I forget it, George, Phil and Jared are going to be here around 7:00 in the morning." I said. "I'll be here to let them in."

"Why so early?" Jackie asked.

"I'm going to have them set up the monitoring equipment in the office." I replied. "That way we don't have to keep moving it all the time. I can direct the scenes from the office no matter where we're shooting."

Frank had a most serious look on his face, like he was deep in thought about something. I asked him what he was thinking about.

"Oh, just thinking. Nothing that can't wait for another time." He responded. "Just some ideas I'm working on."

I left the house around noon. I was anxious to get down to the club and get some things done before opening. Amber stayed behind to make last minute preparations for tomorrow's session.

No one was at the club when I got there. I locked the rear service doors behind me, proceeding up to my office. I glanced over the faxes from the beer distributors. Buying beer by the truckload was definitely a cost-saver but I wasn't sure if it was the way to go or not.

I spent the rest of the afternoon writing checks to pay the nightclub's bills. My fingers were getting writer's cramp from writing one check after another. Maybe I should look into some software so I could use the computer to do all the check writing. That sounded like a pretty good idea, even if I did think of it myself!

Marcus and Fawn arrived around 2:00pm. I had an hour to talk with them before opening time. I called down to them to come up to the office. 

Marcus and Fawn sat across the desk from me while I made my presentation.

"I'm wanting to get some time off of an evening." I stated. "Time away from the club. With everything else that's going on right now, I just need some time for myself."

"I'm thinking you two can run the club from opening to closing without my being here." I added. "I'm not abandoning you. I'll still phone in and see how things are going."

"You want us to take care of everything?" Fawn asked.

"Not the business." I replied. "I'll still take care of the daily operations. I just don't feel I need to be here every night sitting up here looking down at everyone. I'll be here each day, just not during the evenings."

"Thursdays, Fridays and Saturdays have really been busy. Will you be here any of those nights?" Marcus asked, with a concerned look.

"I'll stop in a couple of times on those nights, just to make an appearance." I replied. 

"I'm not asking you to take on this added responsibility without supplementary compensation." I added. "And, it's not a permanent thing I'm asking for, just temporary.

Marcus and Fawn both agreed to take over for me of an evening. I was confident they could handle the additional responsibility.

"Are you having health problems?" Fawn asked, cautiously. "Or would you rather not say?"

"I assure you, I'm not having any health problems." I responded. "Although I could use a dose of peter-cillin!"

Marcus and Fawn laughed at the remark. It was something that just came to mind. 

I left the club shortly after 6:30. Rush hour traffic was thinning out as I made my way home. I took a nice long shower and slipped on a terrycloth robe instead of drying myself off. Heading towards the kitchen, I took the half empty bottle of Scotch from the kitchen cabinet and poured myself a double. I gulped it down, pouring myself another drink. The liquor had an almost immediate effect on me. I stretched out on the couch, slowly drifting off to sleep.

Constant knocking at the apartment door woke me up a couple of hours later. I hoped whoever it was would go away but they seemed persistent. I stumbled to the door, looking through the peephole to see who it was. My eyes were blurred and I wasn't wearing my glasses so I couldn't make out who it was. Pulling the robe around me, I unlocked and opened the door. David Thompson was standing on the other side of the door and he looked pissed.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"Do you think you could at least invite me in so we can talk?" He smarted, pushing the door open farther.

I stepped away from the door and walked back towards the livingroom. I heard Dave's footsteps walking up behind me. I sat down on the couch fumbling with my cigarettes. My hands shook trying to light one.

"You been drinking?" David asked.

"Fuck you! It's none of your damn business what I do!" I exclaimed.

David looked around the livingroom before hurrying into the kitchen. I knew he'd see the bottle of Scotch on the counter. I managed to get up from the couch and run towards him. David grabbed the bottle, pouring the liquor down the sink.

"You bastard!" I screamed. "You didn't have any right to do that!"

I swung at him with my fist but my blow glanced off his shoulder, not coming near his face. 

"You're so drunk, you can't even swing straight!" David exclaimed. His face was livid.

"I'm never drunk." I replied. "I just had one little sip is all."

"You're also a liar." He stated. "I hate liars!"

"Why don't you just leave?" I muttered. "Just get out of my life forever."

"Is that what you really want?" David inquired. "Maybe you prefer Chris over me."

"It's always been about Chris, hasn't it?" I shouted. "You can't get over the fact we fucked each other's brains out!"

David clamped both his hands over his ears and turned away from me. My remark hit him deep, much too deep. I should never have said it. I put my hands on his back but he pulled away from me, not wanting me to touch him. 

"I'm sorry." I whispered. "I'm sorry I said that."

All the excitement had a very sobering effect on me. I was at a loss for words, just standing there with David turned away from me.

I walked back to the livingroom, picking up my cigarette. David stood in the kitchen, alone. After a few minutes he walked back into the livingroom, sitting across from me.

"Yes, it's all about Chris." He stated. "I can't get the thought of you two being together out of my mind."

"What does it matter now?" I asked. "We would never of had any kind of relationship."

"We could of." David replied. "You were the one who didn't want a relationship, not me."

"What do you want?" I retorted. "A serious relationship, a marriage, what?"

"I want a serious relationship." He responded. "I won't accept anything less."

I fumbled with the belt on my robe, being at a loss for words. I bit my lower lip to keep from breaking down in front of him.

Dave got up from his chair and walked towards the front door. I heard the door open then shut behind him when he left.

A few minutes later, I phoned Marcus at the club to check on things before going to bed. I hardly slept at all that night, just tossed and turned in bed.

Amber woke me up early the next morning. I had a terrific headache so I took several aspirins. It gradually subsided. I took a hot shower and got dressed.

"Ready for our big day?" Amber exclaimed.

"Yeah, I guess." I replied. 

"Something wrong?" She asked. "You want to postpone today's session?"

"No. Of course not." I answered. "I want to stay with the schedule."

We arrived at the house around 8:00. I had forgotten about the guys showing up early. I figured they'd be upset that I hadn't shown up as promised. Luckily Frank and Jackie had made it to the house shortly after 7:00 and let them in.

"Let's get your make-up and hair done, then I'll do Amber." Jackie suggested. 

I followed Jackie into the bathroom and got undressed down to my underwear. Jackie fixed my hair and touched up my make-up. I didn't say anything. Jackie picked up that something was wrong.

"You feel alright?" Jackie asked. "You seem awfully quiet this morning."

"I'm alright, just a slight headache." I replied. "Guess I don't have anything to say."

Jackie didn't press the issue. I exited the bathroom and walked down to the kitchen. Frank poured me a cup of coffee while the technicians got set up and made last minute checks on their equipment.

"You're big day!" Frank exclaimed. "I can't wait to get started."

"You're not going to watch are you?" I asked, surprised at his remark.

"Damn right I'm going to watch!" He stated. "I wouldn't miss this for the world."

I felt uncomfortable about Frank watching me have sex. It was like having your father watching. Standing in front of him, wearing just my bra and panties was bad enough.

"Here, put these on." Amber commanded, entering the kitchen. She was wearing black, see-through panties and bra.

I took the lacy white panties and bra from her and stepped into the bathroom off the kitchen area. I walked back into the kitchen, standing across from Frank and Amber. They were whispering about something but stopped when they saw me. "You ready?" Amber asked.

I nodded my head, putting my cigarette out in the ashtray. We walked up to the second floor bedrooms, standing in the hallway.

"Just follow my lead and go along with whatever I say or do." Amber ordered. 

"Everyone ready?" She shouted. "Start cameras and sound."

Amber gave me a strong shove into the bedroom, almost causing me to stumble. I started to turn around to face her but she shoved me down across the bed. She jumped on top of me holding me down while she unhooked the clasp on the back of the bra.

She slowly slid her body down, kissing the back of my neck and ears. My arms were stretched outwards. Amber's tongue slowly worked down my back. She would stop and put light kisses on each side making my skin tingle. 

I felt my panties being pulled down my legs and then off, over my feet. There was a brief pause before Amber rolled me back over on my back. She'd taken off her bra and panties, tossing them aside. She straddled my face and lowered herself down easy. I worked her pussy with my tongue, sucking hard on her clit till she orgasmed. A long, throaty moan filled the room. I held her tight against my mouth, sucking on her hot, tasty pussy. 

Amber leaned forward, grabbing my legs and spreading them wide. I knew one of the cameras had to be focused on my pussy. Frank had to be watching on the monitors. It was very embarrassing. Amber worked my pussy with her mouth, bringing me up slowly till I came. I experienced an orgasm that shook my entire body.

While my orgasm waned, Amber climbed off the bed and picked up a strap-on dildo. I watched her slid it up her legs and fasten the clips at each side. It looked menacing, long, thick and bright red. Amber smeared lubricant all over the shaft, grinning evilly. I'd never had another girl fuck me like a man. I trusted Amber not to hurt me. She slowly climbed between my legs, lifting them to her shoulders. I closed my eyes while she penetrated my swollen pussy with the dildo. Amber pressed into me slowly working the dildo back and forth.

She fucked me slow and easy, lifting my ass up off the soaking wet sheets. I let myself cum without holding back. Amber held my legs straight out, penetrating me all the way. Perspiration was dripping off her breasts down onto my tummy. She was really into fucking me and fucking me hard!

Amber slid the dildo out of me after a few minutes, motioning for me to roll over. I started to get into the doggie-style position but she forced me down flat on the bed. I felt her pry my butt apart and slide her tongue up my ass, flicking her tongue back and forth.

"No, not there!" I cried out.

"You're gonna take it and like it!" Amber exclaimed. 

Amber applied more lubricant to the dildo before she worked it in my ass. I tried to relax so it would slide in easier. She pushed it into me slowly, a little at a time. She fucked me in the ass for a few minutes before pulling the intruding dildo out of me. Amber's hands pulled on my legs till my knees were underneath me. She plunged two fingers inside my pussy, fingering me till I had one last orgasm.

"OHHHHHHHHHH……Godddddddddddddddddd……ARGHHHHHHHHH" I screamed out.

My body shook so hard I fell forward, my hands sliding out from under me. I momentarily blacked out for just a second or two. It was the most intense orgasm I'd had in a long time. Amber climbed on top of me, again kissing my neck and shoulders.

"Stop!" She finally called out.

There was a long period of silence before anyone moved. I barely heard the camera technicians and Katrina leave the bedroom. Frank and Jackie came in to see if we were alright. Amber slowly climbed off of me, leaving me spread out on my tummy. I remember Frank running into the bathroom and bringing back a wet washcloth. Amber took it from him and got back on the bed, kneeling at my side.

"Why don't you two step out for awhile so Jennifer and I can be alone?" She whispered. 

Amber gently washed my butt and pussy with the soft washcloth. She washed down my legs, wiping off the lubricant that was smeared all over me. 

"I've always wanted to fuck that ass of yours." She whispered in my ear. "Kind of a payback for our first time together when you rammed your finger up my ass."

I rolled over on my back, looking up at Amber kneeling next to me. I pulled her down towards me, kissing her softly on the lips. We kissed and held each other for a long time before we got in the shower together. It was our last time together, a special time for both of us.

Amber and I got dressed and walked downstairs together. Jackie had already handed out the pay envelopes so everyone could leave. She and Frank looked at me, about to say something.

"I'm alright." I stated, before they could ask. "My butts a little sore is all."

"Probably that headache coming back!" Frank exclaimed, laughing.

I took a cold bottled water from the refrigerator, gulping it down to quench my thirst. 

"How'd the video turn out?" I asked, looking at Jackie.

"Unbelievable, hot and steamy!" She exclaimed. 

"How much footage between the two cameras?" I inquired.

"Almost sixty minutes." Jackie replied. "I'd hate to see any of it get cut."

"Maybe you can edit it twice and get two movies from the footage." Frank suggested.

"Hey, that's an idea!" Amber exclaimed.

"I'll ask George and Phil, see what they say." I responded.

"Is anybody hungry besides me?" Frank asked. "How about I run out and get something for us to eat."

Everyone seemed to be hungry so Frank left to get us some food. I lit up a cigarette and stepped out on the terrace to get some fresh air. 

"Since it's just a girls, why don't you tell us what's bothering you?" Jackie inquired. 

"You've been unusually quiet since you got here." She added. "And Amber said you've hardly said anything since you woke up."

"Nothing's bothering me." I answered. "Just a headache."

"Is it the booze again?" Amber muttered. "I saw the empty bottle in the trash this morning."

"I didn't drink it, he poured it down the sink." I murmured.

"Who poured it down the sink?" Jackie asked. "Who's he……….David?

I just nodded my head "yes". 

"Were you drunk?" Amber asked. "Why'd he pour it out?

"I just a had a little sip is all." I replied. "He was mad about it."




Never Enough Ch. 13



"If he was mad, you must of had more than a sip?" Jackie inquired. "What happened after he poured it out?"

"I slugged him." I muttered. "But, I missed his face."

"You slugged him!" Jackie exclaimed. "Jennifer, you had more than a sip, admit it!" 

"No………I didn't!" I responded.

"I thought you were off the booze for good." Amber stated. "Why'd you start drinking again?"

I didn't have an answer to her question. I just shrugged my shoulders.

"What happened after you slugged him?" Amber inquired. "He didn't hit you back did he?"

"No, of course not." I replied. 

"I said some things I shouldn't have." I added.

"What kind of things?" Amber asked. "Chris. Did you say something to him about Chris?"

It didn't take but a minute for Amber to figure out what must have been said. 

"David's going to have to get over you and Chris." She stated. "It's just sex, not love for God's sake!" 

Jackie was in the dark as to what Amber was talking about so she filled her in on the details.

"So, what are you going to do now?" Jackie asked. "Besides quit drinking."

"I don't know." I mumbled. "Just keep on going, I guess."

"I mean about David." Jackie spoke. "What are you going to do about David?"

"Nothing, it's over." I replied. "He's wants a serious relationship."

"If David wants a serious relationship, you better hang onto him!" Amber exclaimed. "Quit being a bitch for a change!"

The three of us sat there for a few minutes in silence. I got up from my chair and went back into the house. As I picked up my purse, I glanced out onto the terrace. Jackie and Amber were still sitting at the table, staring at me. I hurried out to my car and left. 



Never Enough Ch. 14



I pulled out of the driveway just as Frank was approaching. I swerved past him, almost sideswiping his car. I didn’t know where I was going or what I was going to do. I just needed to be by myself and away from all the questions.

I went to the mall on the east side of town for awhile but just walked around, not buying anything. Around 3:00 in the afternoon, I pulled up in front of the apartment, parking next to Amber‘s pickup. I walked into the apartment and put my purse on the diningroom table.

“They delivered all the furniture this afternoon.” Amber stated. “It looks nice in the house.”

“I forgot they were supposed to deliver it today.” I muttered.

“You going to be alright?” Amber questioned. “You left all of a sudden.”

“I just had things to do.” I responded. 

“You coming to the club this evening?” She asked.

“Yeah, maybe later.” I replied. “I don’t know.”

Amber put her arm around my waist, giving me a brief hug before she left. Climbing the stairs to the bedroom, I stretched out across the bed. My body was tired but I had a hard time dozing off. 

It was almost 9:00 when I woke up. I fixed myself a frozen dinner, one of the few still left in the freezer. After eating I changed clothes and drove over to the club. 

J.R.’s was very busy. The three girls behind the bar were working constantly. Marcus saw me but waited for me to approach him.

“How everything going?” I asked. “Any problems?”

“Everything’s good, no problems.” He responded. “We’ve been really busy since 5:00.”

“How’s Sarah doing?” I asked.

“Doing real good.” Marcus answered. “She rakes in as many tips as Fawn and Amber.”

After briefly chatting with Amber, I left the club. I let her know I was going to spend the night up at the house instead of the apartment. It was a beautiful night, clear without a cloud in the sky. The moon shined down across the rippling water of the lake. I sat out on the terrace enjoying the cool breeze till I got sleepy.

I woke up Thursday morning about sunrise. I put on some fresh coffee, running back upstairs for a shower while it brewed. It was raining lightly so I sat at the new diningroom table drinking my coffee.

Frank and Jackie arrived around 7:00. I fixed them each a cup of coffee, placing it on the diningroom table.

“How you feeling this morning?” Jackie asked. “Still got the headache?”

“I’m alright, headache’s gone.” I responded. 

The crew arrived a little later getting set up for the day’s shoot. Chris and Amber would be doing the scene. It would take place on the carpeted stairs going up to the second floor bedrooms. We’d use two cameras to shoot the video. Jared and Katrina had the sound equipment set up and ready to go. I waited patiently for Jackie to prep Amber’s make-up and hair. Amber was dressed in a long, red evening dress and Chris wore a tux we’d rented for him. 

Chris was sitting with me and Frank in the office. George and Phil did last minute checks on the camera equipment, making sure the monitors were picking up every detail. I avoided eye contact with Chris, not wanting to get into any unnecessary discussion with him. 

When they were ready, I went through the video’s scenario with Amber and Chris making sure they understood how it was going to be shot. Amber and Chris were both anxious to get started.

“Cameras ready! Sound ready! Start!” I commanded. 

Amber was standing at the bottom of the stairs with Chris right behind her pulling her in close to him. Chris began kissing Amber along the back of the neck, slowly sliding the zipper down at the back of her dress. He worked his lips on her earlobes, lightly nibbling on them. When he had the zipper all the way down, Chris eased the thin straps off her shoulders. The front of the dress lowered enough to completely expose Amber’s breasts. 

Amber twisted sideways, putting her lips on Chris’s. They kissed softly working their lips against each other’s until they were kissing much more passionately, slipping their tongues over their partner’s. Chris’s hands cupped and massaged Amber’s breasts till her nipples hardened. The camera focused in for a close-up of Amber’s breasts with Chris’s hands working them. Chris pushed Amber’s dress down over his hips exposing her red thong panties. Amber turned all the way around till she was facing Chris. His hands kneaded Amber’s butt, rubbing up and down over her cheeks.

I said “next” into the headset microphone.

Amber undid Chris’s tie and unbuttoned his shirt. She took a little more time than she should have but it was her last scene and it was with Chris, so I let her play it out. Amber kissed his almost hairless chest, licking and biting his nipples. She pushed his shirt and jacket back so her face and tongue were clearly visible to the camera. Chris was breathing hard, harder than usual. My first thought was wondering if he had taken his asthma medication that morning. I was licking my own lips, not aware I was doing it. 

I spoke “next” into the headset microphone.

Chris pushed Amber’s red evening dress down so she could step out of it. She pushed Chris’s shirt and tuxedo jacket off his broad shoulders, letting it fall to the floor behind him. She unzipped his pants, pulling them eagerly down his muscular legs along with his tight boxers. Chris’s hard cock sprang out. Amber’s supported the head of his cock, balancing it on the tip of her tongue. She slowly slipped his cock deeper in her mouth, engulfing as much of it as she could. She worked her mouth up and down on his cock till Chris was moaning and groaning. His legs were slightly shaking. I let Amber run her tongue back and forth over his cock for a minute or so.  

“Next” I shouted in the microphone.

Chris pulled Amber up from her kneeling position just enough to push her back on the stair steps. She lay back with her head resting on one of the steps and her legs slightly spread. Chris started to kneel down between her legs.

“Chris, take off the rest of your clothes.” I spoke into the mike.

Chris stripped off the rest of his clothes piling them on top of the tuxedo jacket and shirt. Kneeling between Amber’s legs, he started licking up each of her thighs. He slowly worked his mouth towards to her wanton pussy. Amber’s hands were massaging her breasts, squeezing them hard. She was really into the scene. Chris slipped Amber’s panties down, using his teeth. Unconsciously, I was biting my lip, knowing what he was going to do next.

Chris ravenously worked over Amber’s hot pussy till she was writhing her ass. Chris supported her butt while he continued to lick and suck on her pussy. Amber cried out Chris’s name several times, something that wasn’t scripted. She clawed at her legs dragging her fingernails towards her pussy. She left deep red marks on her legs.

I said “next” into the headset mike but neither Chris or Amber were paying attention. I let them go at it for another minute or two before shouting “next” for the second time.

Chris lowered Amber’s butt down to the steps, spreading her legs from the wall to the handrail. She still had her red high-heels on and her legs were trembling. Chris slid his magnificent cock all the way into Amber’s pussy with one, slow stroke. Amber’s mouth gaped open, emitting a loud moan that could be heard throughout the house. She held onto Chris’s arms while he fucked her slowly with long, deep strokes. Chris and Amber were breathing so hard you could almost see their hot breaths mingling. He started pumping his huge cock into Amber faster and faster, his pelvis slamming into her.

Frank was standing right behind me, looking over my shoulder at the monitors. He put his hands on my waist, noticing I was a little unsteady on my feet. I reached back pulling Frank in closer to me. I didn’t realize what I had just done. Chris and Amber fucked for several minutes before I called out “next, next” into the microphone.

Chris eased his glistening cock out of Amber. She got up and turned around, getting on her hands and knees on the stair steps. Chris immediately slammed his cock into Amber’s pussy, fucking her hard and fast. 

I closed my eyes, holding onto Frank’s hands at my waist. I ground my butt back against Frank, feeling his hard cock through the material of his slacks. I rubbed my ass up and down, grinding hard into him. I felt myself about to cum and I wasn’t about to hold back. I gasped, feeling the orgasm take over my body. My legs were shaking. 

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh” I lightly moaned.

I pulled Frank’s hands around to my tummy, pressing them into me hard. My orgasm gradually waned, leaving me weak. I was gasping, trying to get my breath.

“Cut, stop, that’s enough!” I heard Jackie shout, standing at the office entrance. 

Her shouting quickly brought me back to reality. I still had a firm grasp on Frank’s hands, holding them tightly to me. It took me a moment to realize that I had just humped against Frank till I made myself cum. I released my grip on his hands but he didn’t move them from my tummy. I stepped away from him, looking over at Jackie. She was grinning, almost laughing. 

“I’m………I’m sorry!” I apologized to Jackie. “I didn’t realize.………..”

“It’s ok.” Jackie responded. “Don’t get all shook up.”

I looked down at the monitors. They were both blank. The scene had ended with me missing it entirely. I’d become too engrossed with my own pleasure and missed it.

“Frank, I’m sorry.” I apologized, taking the headset off. “I didn’t mean to grab you like that.”

“Hell, I’m just glad I was standing close enough!” Frank exclaimed. “I can’t believe you got off!” 

I excused myself, rushing to one of the bathrooms. Cleaning myself up and rinsing out my soaked panties, my embarrassment gradually diminished. 

I returned to the office. George, Phil, Jared and Katrina were waiting on their pay. I handed them the pay envelopes and reminded them of the next day’s shoot, starting at 10:00. They quickly left, leaving Jackie, Frank and me alone in the office. Frank approached me, putting his arms around me. He kissed me passionately on the lips. I didn’t push him away. I had a feeling Jackie had put him up to it. Our lips eventually parted, leaving us both a little breathless.

“What was that all about?” I muttered.

“Well, what’s sex without at least one kiss?” Frank quipped.

Jackie was smiling, watching the two of us in each other’s arms. I was thankful she was broadminded enough to realize there wasn’t anything between Frank and me. 

“Where’s Chris and Amber?” I inquired.

“They’re up in one of the bedrooms.” Jackie said. “Having another go at it, sort of a farewell party.”

I smiled, knowing Amber always had a special feeling for Chris. Sex with Chris wasn’t all business for Amber. She really enjoyed being with him. Can’t say I blame her, he was one hell of a fuck buddy!

“Have you heard anything back from your emails to those writers you contacted?” I asked. 

“Just a few so far.” Jackie replied. “Most of them are asking how much we’re willing to pay.”

“How about $60 for one scene and $400 for a complete movie with five straight sex scenes and one lesbian scene. Don‘t forget about the copyrights!”

“Ok, I’ll let them know.” Jackie responded. “We want to read the scripts before we pay for them. Right?”

“Absolutely!” I exclaimed. 

Chris and Amber strolled into the office. Chris had his arm around her waist, holding her close. It made me wonder if Amber was really serious about this guy she was going to move to Texas for. 

“Can I talk with you for a minute?” Chris asked. “Maybe we can go out on the patio.”

I wasn’t sure what he wanted to talk about but I was sure it involved David.

“What’s on your mind?” I asked him, once we were alone.

“I don’t know what happened between you and Dave but I just want you to know I never went into any details about us or what we did sexually.” He stated. “I don’t want you mad at me or getting rid of me. I really need this money.”

“Chris, I have no intention of ever getting rid of you.” I responded. “You’re too valuable to ever try and replace. I mean that sincerely.”

“Ok, I just wasn’t sure.” Chris said. “Dave’s been on my ass the last couple days. Even pulled me off a job for no reason. I’ve got a hunch he wants to fire me.”

“David’s NOT going to fire you.” I boldly stated. “He won’t dare.”

“I’m not about to let that happen.” I added. “Just quit worrying and keep going to work. Ok?”

Chris nodded his head, giving me a light kiss on the cheek. I think he felt better after we talked. At least, he wasn’t so apprehensive. I walked him to the front door, giving his arm a light squeeze of reassurance before he left.

“You want to move in Saturday?” Frank asked when I returned to the office.

“Yeah, let’s start early in the morning.” I replied. “I want to take everything to the studio for storage except my bedroom suite. I’ll need it here.”

“I’ll get in touch with Ryan and Paul.” Jackie offered. “They volunteered to help.”

The three of us walked to the kitchen to finish up the last of the coffee. We were standing around when the doorbell rang. I started to answer it but Frank volunteered to see who it was.

Jackie and I stood at the French doors looking out at the lake. The bright sun was glistening off the lake, glaring against the windows.

“Jennifer. There’s someone here to see you.” I heard Frank say.

“Who is……..” I said, turning around.

It was David. He was standing behind Frank, staring at me with a stern look on his face.

“Can we talk?” David asked.

I wasn’t prepared to talk with David but I couldn’t say no. I nervously lit up another cigarette before answering.

“Yeah, I guess so.” I muttered.

“Frank and I need to be going.” Jackie stated.

“You aren’t going to slug him again, are you?” She added.

David and I stepped out onto the terrace, walking down towards the lake.

“I thought you’d call me by now.” He said.

“I didn’t call because I didn’t know what to say to you.” I responded.

We walked out to the end of the dock, looking out over the lake instead of each other. I had my arms folded to keep my hands from shaking.

“I take it you haven’t decided if you want a serious relationship or not.” He said.

“What do you mean by serious relationship?” I asked.

“You and me together. Marriage.” He replied. “You say you don’t want to get remarried, but I do. I‘d like to have another child too.”

“Why would you want to marry me?” I questioned. “Knowing what you do about me.”

“Did it ever occur to you that I just might love you?” David muttered. 

“I do love you whether you realize it or not.” He added.

I turned away from David so he wouldn’t see my eyes starting to tear up. I bit my lower lip, not knowing what to say. I just stood there in silence trying to get over his remark. It seemed like a long and awkward time before he spoke again.

“Do you swim?” David casually asked.

“Yeah, a little.” I muttered without paying much attention to the question.

I suddenly felt both of David’s hands pushing me off the dock into the lake’s cool water. I went all the way under, hearing the rush of water in my ears. I flailed about trying to reach the ladder at the side of the dock. I was panicking, spitting water that I’d accidentally swallowed. My tight skirt made it hard for me to kick my legs. I made it to the ladder getting my foot on one of the rungs. I started to climb the ladder but my foot slipped off. My firm grip on the ladder kept me from going back underwater.

I managed to get halfway up the ladder but David put his hand on my shoulder, keeping me from climbing up any further. I couldn’t let go of the ladder without falling back in the water.

“I want an answer!” He exclaimed. “Marriage, yes or no!”

“Let me up!” I shouted, choking a little.

“Marriage, yes or no!” David repeated, still holding me down.

“Alright, alright!” I answered.

“Yes or no!” He stated. “Yes or no!”

“Yes……yes!” I said. “We’ll get married, damn it!”

David let me climb up the ladder, helping me up onto the dock. He held my arms down to my sides; probably afraid I might slug him. David let me catch my breath before he pulled me close, kissing me hard and passionately. I held his muscular body close, feeling safe with his body pressed against mine. Water was running off my clothes. I was completely soaked.

I held onto David so I could slip my high-heels off. I walked barefoot back up to the house. David held me close to him, getting his work clothes wet.

“I do love you.” I whispered, looking up at him. “I really do love you.”

“I love you too, Jennifer.” David muttered. “I’ve loved you since the first time we met.”

That was the most memorable moment in my life, one I’ll never forget. I’d told someone, I loved them and really meant it. I knew David meant it too.

We stepped back into the house, stopping at the edge of the tile floor, not wanting to step on the light gray carpet with my wet and muddy feet.

“Would you get me a paper towel so I can wipe my feet off?” I asked David.

“How about I carry you upstairs to the bathroom instead?” He responded. 

David picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder. He carried me effortlessly up to bathroom in the master bedroom. He helped me out of my clothes. I started to unbutton his shirt.

“I’m not the one who needs a shower!” He exclaimed.

“I hate to shower alone.” I responded, smiling. “I might need you to scrub my back.”

We stepped under the warm spray of the shower, lathering each other up. David took special care washing my breasts and butt. I made sure his hard cock got all the attention it needed. David’s cock was long, thick and smooth with a mushroom shaped head. I could hardly wait to be impaled on it. We rinsed off and stepped out of the shower. I wrapped a large bath towel around me before walking into the large, empty master bedroom. David made a light gesture to dry himself off before following me. I stood in the center of the bedroom, letting the towel fall to the floor.

“Let’s make love right here.” I spoke in my sexiest voice.

“Don’t you want to go to one of the other bedrooms where we can be more comfortable?” He asked, grinning.

“Not afraid of a little carpet burn, are you?” I quipped, stretching out on the floor.

David lay down next to me, pulling me into his arms. We kissed lovingly at first, building up to more passionate kisses. I nibbled on his lips with mine, sliding my tongue into his mouth. I slowly swirled my tongue in his mouth. My hand on his chest could feel his heartbeat rapidly increasing. David’s hand on my breasts, teased my nipples till they begged to be suckled.

I rolled over onto my back. David kissed my neck and teased my ears till I was gripping his shoulders tightly. My breathing was rapid and my chest was heaving as his lips clamped down on my nipples. I put my hands at the back of his head, pressing his face against my breasts. David’s tongue flicked at my nipples, teasing them. I had a slight orgasm just from his working my breasts over. I could feel my pussy juices really flowing. 

David licked down over my tummy kissing the sandy blonde hair sparsely covering the mound of my pussy. I parted my legs slightly feeling his strong hand slip between them. His middle finger teased my slit. I was feeling the start of another orgasm deep inside my heated body. David positioned himself between my legs, spreading them till my feet were off the floor. He licked hard at my pussy, like a kitten lapping up cream. My back arched, feeling the orgasm coming on quick and strong. David held my tensed body firmly. The orgasm burst, sending me into another world.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHGODDDDDDDDDDDDARGGHHHHHHHHHH” I screamed out.

“DAVID…………OH DAVID” I cried out.

I felt like I was going to start climbing the walls as the orgasm continued, not subsiding. My body writhed and ground against David’s mouth. My fingernails raked the carpet. The intense orgasm gradually waned. My strength was almost gone. I was panting harder than ever.




Never Enough Ch. 14



David raised up, his magnificent cock was harder than ever. He lifted my legs, cradling them in his arms. I closed my eyes, feeling his cock sliding between the folds of my swollen pussy. He pressed his cock into me hard, one long stroke till his balls were pressed against my butt. We fucked each other slowly, rocking against each other. I never wanted it to end. We slowly increased our tempo, thrusting harder and faster against each other. I couldn’t keep from cumming again. I felt the orgasm crash inside me.

“ARRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHH…..DAVIDDDDDDDDDDDDD” I cried out. “FUCKKKKKK…MEEEEEEEEEEEEE”

David pumped harder, slamming his pelvis into me forcefully. He tensed and cried out as his hard cock spewed its steamy load deep inside me. He shuddered as another load shot even deeper into my pussy. I grabbed his muscular arms pulling him down to me but his arms were paralyzed. I could only pull myself partially up to him. We held onto each other till I lost all my strength, collapsing back onto the carpet. 

David lowered himself down on top of me, pinning me to the floor. We put our arms around each other, pressing our lips softly together. David fell asleep on top of me. I gently rolled him off onto his side. I managed to get to my feet and make my way to the bathroom. I washed myself off, taking a warm washcloth back over to David’s sleeping form. I washed the dried cum from his dick and thighs. He was sleeping soundly so I decided to let him nap a little.

My clothes were still soaked from the lake water and my shoes were saturated. I wrapped another towel around me, taking the wet clothes downstairs to the laundry room. I took David’s uniform shirt and pants out to the terrace so they’d dry quickly in the sun.

I walked back upstairs, stretching out next to David’s sleeping form. I put my arm around him, pulling myself in close to him.

David’s snoring woke me later in the afternoon. I glanced at my watch, finding it was almost 3:00. I wasn’t sure what David’s schedule was so I shook him till he awoke.

“Huh! What time is it?” He muttered, still half asleep. 

“It’s 3:00!” I exclaimed. “Do you have to be working somewhere?”

“3:00!” He mumbled. “Yeah, I need to get to the supply house.”

“I’m going to see if I can find something to put on.” I said, heading down the hallway.

After looking downstairs in the office and not finding any clothes, I checked the laundry room. I found a skirt and blouse but no underwear. As long as I was covered, I could make it home. Undies were always an option! David’s uniform shirt and pants had dried out on the terrace. I brought them in, taking them up to the bedroom. David was standing at the French doors leading out onto the balcony.

“It’s really beautiful up here, isn’t it?” He stated, looking out at the lake.

“Yeah, the view’s priceless.” I quipped, snapping the elastic on his briefs. “Just like your cute butt1”

“I’ve got to get going and so do you.” I added, handing him his clothes.

I checked the house, making sure it was secure before we left. David and I kissed for a minute or two, standing in the driveway. We agreed to meet at the club later that evening and go out for dinner.

I hurried home and changed clothes. My hair was a mess so it took me awhile to get it back in shape. I put on fresh make-up and headed for the club. It was rush hour and traffic was its usual mess. The construction zones on the bypass only added to the slowdown. I relaxed, took a deep breath and fiddled with the radio till I found a “golden oldies” station. Barry Manilow was singing “Ready To Take A Chance Again”. I took it as an omen I was making the right decision in marrying David. 

The club’s parking lot was packed when I pulled in. I found a space alongside the building just as a customer was pulling out. I entered through the rear service doors finding Marcus in the storeroom taking inventory.

“We didn’t get all our beer order today.” Marcus stated. “Driver said they didn’t get everything on his truck.”

“We going to have enough to make it through the night?” I asked. “Or are we going to run short?”

“We’ve got plenty for tonight, just hope they make up the difference tomorrow.” He replied.

“I’ll see if I can get in touch with the distributor.” I stated, hurrying to my office.

I noticed several of the regulars in the club so I stopped briefly to chat with them. Customers who frequented the club several nights a week always got a free round on the house. It was good public relations and it kept them coming back. 

I managed to contact the distributor who’d shorted us, on his cell phone. He was on his way home but stuck in traffic in Louisville. He guaranteed me; he’d have the extra beer on tomorrow’s truck. I decided to go ahead with my idea and placed an order for an entire truckload to be delivered to the studio on Franklin Road. With beer in storage less than a few miles from the club, I wouldn’t have to worry about running short. It would also cut my cost even more.

Exiting the bathroom adjoining my office, I heard my cell phone ringing. It was James Harper calling from his law offices. 

“Ms. Kramer, Colin Douglas and I were wondering if you’d be free tomorrow for lunch, say around noon?” He inquired. 

My first thought was to put them off till sometime next week. If I delayed the meeting, they just might lose interest so I agreed to meet them at a restaurant in a downtown hotel.

“Could we make it 1:00 instead of noon?” I suggested. “I seriously doubt I could make it at noon even if I rushed.”

Harris readily agreed to the 1:00pm meeting. All I had to do was get a business presentation put together to see if I could stir their interest. From my remembrance of James Harper’s house, he had to have money, so I choose to work with some pretty healthy figures. I hoped Colin Douglas was just as well off financially.

I didn’t get much of a start on my presentation before David entered the club through the service entrance. I gestured for him to wait while I grabbed my purse and descended the stairs. We left the club, heading out for dinner. 

We discussed prenuptial agreements, kids and money over dinner. It took a little talking on my part to convince David a “prenup” was essential. He’d lost everything but his electrical business in his first marriage. I felt a prenuptial agreement would put his mind at ease about losing part of the business in case we’d end up in a divorce. It would also protect my interests. We could always alter the agreement later on if we mutually consented.

We both wanted children, at least one, maybe two but not for a couple of years. David already had a daughter although he only got to see her twice a year. He was paying child support, which he didn’t mind. He just wanted me to know about it upfront. 

David was hesitant to discuss money. He reinvested most of his company’s profit back into the business, trying to expand it. Money left after living expenses went into a bank account for the purchase of a home he hoped to eventually buy.

David and I were anxious to get married. We just needed to get things in order first. With our work schedules, it might take some time. We finished dinner and drove back to the club.  

I needed to work on the presentation. David sat with me in the office till almost 10:00 before leaving for his apartment. By 12:30am, I had the presentation ready. There was bound to be a few questions I’d have to come up with some quick answers on. I’d have to act confident, maybe even a little flirty.

Driving out to the house Friday morning, I was thinking more about the business meeting than the scheduled shooting session. I’d brought along my black business suit to wear. Black seemed to have a dominating effect but the skirt was just a little shorter than what I preferred for a business meeting. I’d use both to my advantage if I got the chance.

It was just a little before 8:00 when I pulled into the driveway at the house. I was the first one there. Unlocking the doors, I headed towards the kitchen to put on plenty of fresh coffee. Besides myself, Jackie and Frank, the crew drank it like there was no tomorrow. I ran out to the car and brought in my change of clothes and attaché while it brewed. 

The house was quiet, giving me a chance to go through the mail, most of it junk. One letter did catch my eye. It was from Melissa Townsend. I opened it finding a copy of the results of her drug test. She’d passed with no problems. I’d have Jackie set her up for her first movie sometime next week, a threesome with Chris and Richie as promised.

Glancing out the window, I saw David’s work truck pull in. I rushed out to meet him. We held each other tight, kissing passionately for several minutes. Neither of us noticed Frank and Jackie drive up.

“Hey you two!” Jackie exclaimed. “Don’t you know this is a respectable neighborhood?”      Our lips quickly parted, hearing the remark but we continued holding onto each other. Frank and Jackie spoke briefly before going into the house. I invited David in for a cup of coffee but he was in a hurry to get to a jobsite.

“I just wanted to stop by and see you.” He said, smiling. “I know we’ve both got a busy schedule today but I was hoping we could get together later this afternoon.”

“I’m not sure how long the meeting will last.” I responded. “I’m to meet Harris and Douglas at 1:00. It may be over in ten minutes or may go as long as two hours. I need to stop by the club and make sure we’re all set for the weekend.”

“I was hoping we could go shopping for an engagement ring.” David stated. “Maybe go ahead and get the full set.”

“Ok. Why don’t I call you on my cell phone when I get done.” I suggested. “We’ll see where our time stands and meet somewhere.”

“Great! That sounds good to me!” David exclaimed. “You going to ask Frank about a lawyer for the prenup?”

“Yeah, I’ll mention it to him.” I replied.

David pulled out of the driveway, heading back towards the city. I waited till he was out of sight before going back in the house. Jackie and Frank were sitting in the office. I sat down at my desk with my coffee and lit up a cigarette.

“Looks like you two worked things out yesterday.” Jackie stated. “You settle all your differences.”

“Yeah, we did.” I replied, grinning. “Course David damn near drowned me in the lake.”

“Drowned!” Frank exclaimed. “What the hell happened?”

I told them all the details about what had transpired, leaving out nothing. I didn’t tell them about the two of us having sex but I’m sure they figured out that happened when I mentioned showering together.

“That’s wonderful!” Jackie exclaimed. “You two set a date yet?”

“No. We’ve got some things to take care of first.” I replied. “We need a lawyer to draw up a prenuptial agreement.”

“Audrey McCain, that’s who Jackie and I used.” Frank spoke up. “She does general law, estates, wills and such. Her husband specialized in malpractice lawsuits. I’ve known him for years. They’ve got an office downtown near the capital building.”

Frank gave me one of her business cards mentioning David and I should outline what we wanted in the agreement ahead of time. Ms. McCain would just put it in legal form.

The crews started arriving around 9:00, gathering in the kitchen around the coffee and bagels. Everyone was getting a little tired of donuts, so Jackie started bringing in bagels to snack on. 

I told Frank about buying the truckload of beer and storing it at the studio. He agreed to meet the deliverymen there so they could get in. Frank fixed himself another cup of coffee before leaving.

“You all excited about getting married?” Jackie asked. “You seem like a new person this morning.”

“Yeah, I am excited.” I replied. “Going to take getting used to though. I’ve been single so long, I’m a little set in my ways.”

“I know what you mean.” Jackie responded. “Takes alot of give and take from both people.”

“I hope you’ll be my maid of honor?” I asked. “It’d mean alot to me if you were.”

“I was hoping you’d ask!” Jackie stated. “I’d be happy to be your maid of honor.” 

Courtney, the girl I hadn’t met yet, arrived at 9:30. Jackie introduced us. Courtney was 22, about 5”9” with blonde streaks in her light brown hair. She had a great figure, nice firm breasts and a “killer” butt as Richie always referred to them. Jackie took Courtney up to the bathroom to take care of her make-up and hair. Richie managed to get out to the house about fifteen minutes before we were scheduled to begin. Richie always had a habit of showing up just before shooting time.

When both Richie and Courtney were ready to begin, I gathered everyone together to review how the scene was to be played out. I donned my headset, checked the monitors and made sure Katrina was all set with the boom mikes. I took a deep breath before starting.

“Cameras ready! Sound ready! Begin!” I commanded.

Courtney casually walked to the front door of the house. She was wearing a skintight black dress and black high-heels. She opened the door to let Richie in. Richie was wearing gray dress slacks, a light blue sport shirt and tie. The two kissed passionately as soon as the door closed. Richie was rubbing Courtney’s butt, pulling her dress up just enough to expose the cheeks of her ass. I let them kiss for a minute or so before shouting “stop” into the headset microphone.

We were shooting the main sex scene in the diningroom so everyone walked through the livingroom to get set up. As soon as George and Phil adjusted the lighting, we were ready to get restarted.

“Cameras ready! Sound ready! Begin! I ordered.

Richie and Courtney picked up where they’d left off, kissing hard and passionately. Courtney was really working her lips over Richie’s. She could have been a professional kisser. Richie’s slacks were bulging, his hard cock begging to be exposed. I shouted “next” into the mike.

Richie lifted Courtney up onto the diningroom table, kissing her for a moment before pushing her back till she was laying flat on her back. He pushed the short dress up, exposing her black thong “break-away” panties. He grabbed them hard, ripping them off and tossing them across the table. Richie spread Courtney’s legs and immediately started working her pussy over with his lips, tongue and fingers. Courtney was moaning constantly. I got the distinct impression; she was really into it and not acting.

I shouted “next” into the mike. Richie helped Courtney off the table. He turned her around, unzipping the skintight dress. She struggled to get it off over hear head, even with Richie’s help. Richie unhooked her bra, tossing it alongside her panties. He bent her over the table. Courtney’s arms were stretched out over her head. Richie stripped off his clothes, positioning himself between Courtney’s legs. He pressed his hard cock slowly into Courtney’s dripping pussy. She was really wet; the lips of pussy were covered with Richie’s saliva. Richie fucked her slowly, building up his tempo till he was fucking her hard and furious. I let the two go at it for several minutes before shouting “next”.

Courtney got back up on the table, stretching out on her back. Richie fucked her hard, harder than he was prompted to. I shouted “slow down” into the mike. Richie slowed his tempo down, taking long, deep strokes. I let them fuck for a couple of minutes before calling out “next”. 

Richie spun Courtney around on the slick surface of the table, plunging his cock into her mouth. He stroked his cock hard till he shot his load into her mouth, filling it till it ran out on her face. Richie brushed his cock across her face, getting off another shot of cum. 

“Courtney, turn your head to the right.” I spoke into the mike.

Courtney did as she was prompted. Richie’s cum oozed from her mouth dripping down onto the carpeting. I let the camera stay focused on the scene for awhile before shouting “stop”.

I took the headphones off, tossing them on the table next to the monitors. Jackie and I rushed into the diningroom to make sure Courtney was alright. Jackie tossed Richie a towel, while I helped Courtney up. She choked for a second before catching her breath. Jackie helped Courtney into the bathroom to get cleaned up. Richie used the bathroom off the kitchen to wash himself off. 

George and Phil wound up their camera cables and put away their equipment. Jared helped Katrina take down the boom mikes. I handed everyone their pay envelopes so they could leave, reminding everyone about Monday’s session.

Richie came into the office, sitting down next to me. I handed him his pay envelope.

“Courtney’s a hell of actress!” Richie exclaimed. “I wouldn’t mind doing a few hundred scenes with her ass any day!” 

“I want you to wait until Courtney comes down.” I stated. “She’s upstairs with Jackie, getting cleaned up and dressed.”

“Ok.” Richie responded. “Any particular reason why?”

“Yes, there’s a reason!” I exclaimed. “I want you to apologize for being so rough with her. I specifically told you to take it easy with her! You knew it was her first movie!

“Guess I got a little carried away.” Richie said apologetically.

“She’s got some bad bruises on her butt!” I stated. “That was entirely uncalled for!”

“And I want you to tell her how great she was too!” I added. “I want to make sure she sticks around for more movies.”

Richie did as he was told, apologizing to Courtney for being a little rough with her. He paid her quite a few compliments, which seemed to smooth things over.

After Richie left, I talked briefly with Courtney. I apologized for letting the scene get away from my control. I asked if she was alright, making sure she knew I was concerned. 

“Yeah, I’m ok.” Courtney responded. “Jackie gave me some ointment to put on the bruises.”

I felt a little relieved but still pissed at Richie. I knew he had better control. He was just trying to make an impression. 

I checked my watch, making sure I had plenty of time to make the business meeting. I had time to call Audrey McCain and see if she was willing to write up the prenuptial agreement for David and me. I talked briefly with her secretary, getting a late afternoon appointment for the following Tuesday.

After changing into my business attire, I checked my hair and make-up. Frank pulled in the driveway just as I was getting into my car. He’d just come from the studio. The distributor had kept his promise, delivering an entire truckload of beer. Frank handed me the invoices, which I tucked in my attaché.

“Don’t forget about moving in tomorrow.” He shouted, as I got into the car.

I had plenty of time to make the 1:00 meeting so I stopped by the club to check in with Marcus. I was happy to find out we’d gotten yesterday’s shortage with today’s delivery. I let Marcus know we had another truckload just a few miles away, in case we ran short on a particular brand. We talked briefly over a cold soft drink before I left for the meeting downtown.

James Harris and Colin Douglas were anxiously waiting for me when I arrived at the hotel for our luncheon meeting. We shook hands in the lobby before proceeding into the restaurant. Harris had arranged for a table far off from the other customers. I let James make the opening remarks.

“Colin and I think we might be interested in possibly investing in your adult video production company.” Harris stated. “I know you had another investor back out on you at the last minute.”

“I assume Steven Wells fed you that information.” I responded. “That’s only way you could have known.”

“Well, yes, he did mention it.” James stated. “But that’s beside the point.”

“I assume you’re still looking for investors, investors with money to back you.” He added.

“Actually, I’m not looking for investors.” I stated. “I’ve used my own money to get started. We’ll have our first movie wrapped up by the middle of next week.” 




Never Enough Ch. 14



“Oh, I didn’t know that!” Harris exclaimed. “According to Wells, you were going to run short of funding.”

“I think it’s a little odd you seem to believe what Steven told you but yet you didn’t hire him to work for your firm.” I remarked, coyly.

“Steven’s not the kind of attorney who’d fit in with us.” Colin Douglas spoke up. “He’s a bit of an ass-kisser.”

I almost laughed at his remark but gritting my teeth kept me from showing much of a facial expression. I scooted my chair back a little crossing my legs. The short skirt on my business suit crept up, barely covering my crotch. Both men stared for a moment or two before looking back at my face. I made a special point to have them notice me looking at my watch.

“I’ll get right to the point since I know you’ve got other business to take care of.” I stated. “If you’re seriously interested about investing in Venture Productions, I’ll make you a proposition.” 

“Ok, we’re listening.” James Harris said.

“Up front, it’ll cost you $200,000. I spoke up. “For that, you’ll get $5000 for each movie we make. We’ll be making at least three movies a month. That’s $15,000 back to you each month on your investment.”

I paused briefly waiting for their reactions and comments. The two men sat there, not saying anything. Colin was more intent on staring at my legs so I let him have a good, long look before speaking again.

“You should realize your investment returned in about thirteen months, maybe even before then.” I said. “After that, it’s all clear profit. Once you’ve made an additional $200K in profit, your investment ends.”

“What if we want to stay on board?” Douglas asked. “What then?” 

“If you want to reinvest in Venture Productions, we’ll negotiate new terms, at my prerogative of course.” I answered.

“Mind telling us what our $200,000 is going to be used for?” James Harris asked. 

“$100,000 will be invested straight into the business.” I stated. “The other $100,000 is strictly for me, sort of a bonus for getting the business up and running.”

“That’s a pretty hefty bonus!” Colin remarked.

“I’m worth it. I should keep the whole $200K.” I smarted off to him.

“What if the business fails and you close down?” Harris asked. “What happens to our investment?”

“Investing in my production company is just like investing in the stock market or gambling for that matter.” I answered. “It’s called risk management!“

“Say we do go with your proposal.” Douglas asked. “How will we be paid?”

“Cash. You can pick it up the first of each month.” I replied. 

James Harris and Colin Douglas looked briefly at each other before saying anything further. I needed to keep the upper hand. I took a manila folder from my attaché and handed it to Harris.

“Gentlemen, you’ll find everything in there that I’ve discussed.” I stated. “Including a written agreement between the three of us. If you’re interested, we’ll sign it. I’ll need two cashier’s checks for $100K made out to me personally. If you have anymore questions, you can call me on my cell phone.”

I stood up, brushed my skirt down and picked up my attaché.

Mr. Harris, Mr. Douglas, I’ve enjoyed our luncheon.” I said. “I’ll hope to be hearing from you soon.”

“You don’t have to rush off, do you?” James Harris asked, grinning.

“I’m afraid I do. I’ve got another appointment that I just can’t miss.” I stated smiling. “It’s with my fiancée.”

“You’re engaged already?” Harris exclaimed. “Wow! You weren’t on the market for very long!” 

“With legs like these, you didn’t think it’d take me long, did you?” I quipped.

I strolled out of the restaurant, knowing they were probably staring at my butt.



Never Enough Ch. 15



As I strolled through the hotel lobby and out to my car, I wasn't sure if I'd sold James Harris and Colin Douglas on my business proposal or not. Colin's remark about "staying on-board" was a positive sign. I'd just have to wait patiently and see what happened.

Tossing my purse and attaché into the passenger seat, I decided to call David on his cell phone. He was on the west side of town, out near the airport. We agreed to meet at Keystone at the Crossing, a shopping complex on the north side of the city. It took me well over a half hour to make the drive, fighting through heavy traffic most of the way. Spotting David's truck at the far end of the parking lot, I drove towards it. 

"You sure you really want to do this?" I asked as David got into my car.

"What, get married or buy the wedding rings?" He replied.

"Both?" I quipped.

"I wish we could get married right now!" David exclaimed, giving me a quick kiss.

We drove down the street to Braumstein Jewelers, one of the well-known jewelry stores in Indianapolis. I put my attaché in the trunk of the Eldorado so it would be safe. We spent a good bit of time looking at engagement rings and bridal sets. I didn't want anything too big, gaudy or pricey. I steered David towards something demure and less expensive. 

After trying on numerous rings, we finally agreed on a white gold princess-cut bridal set. The engagement ring had one diamond in the center with three smaller diamonds on each side. The matching wedding band had eight small diamonds. The rings looked beautiful when worn together. David preferred a plain white gold wedding band, something wide but fairly plain. He let me choose what I wanted him to wear. I picked out a gorgeous white gold wedding band for him. It was wide, like he wanted but had a light scroll design along both edges. We'd have to wait till the middle of the following week to pick it up since it had to be sized to David's finger. 

We left the jewelry store, patiently fighting traffic. I played with the engagement ring, twisting it back and forth. It was strictly a nervous habit.

"That ring looks like it was made for you." David remarked. "It's found a home."

I blushed at David's compliments, something I don't do very often.

"So how'd your meeting go this afternoon?" David asked.

"Kind of hard to tell." I replied. "I think the presentation went pretty well. Just not sure if they'll buy into it."

"You wore that outfit, I take it." He exclaimed. "I'd buy anything you were presenting!"

"Well, Colin Douglas could hardly take his eyes off my legs!" I remarked. "He had a hard time eating."

"Probably wanted you for desert!" David said. "I could eat your panties off right here and now."

"Geez! You're on a horny streak today!" I kidded him. "Been awhile big boy!

I followed David over to his apartment complex so he could shower and change clothes. I called the club to see if everything was alright. Marcus let me know, everything was going smoothly.

"I'll be in later on." I told him. "Call me on my cell phone if you need me."

I phoned Amber at the apartment. She had all her stuff packed. I could tell she was a little down. It would be sad for both of us to see her leave. I wished she wasn't going but she was dead set on moving to Lubbock to be with her boyfriend.

"I've got plenty to eat here, unless you'd rather go out." David suggested.

"Let's eat in." I replied. "I'm a little tired of eating out."

David and I worked together in the kitchen preparing dinner. David being the chef, had to give me several instructions. We sat at the dinette, eating and chatting.

"We still moving you out to the house tomorrow?" David asked.

"Yeah. Frank got Ryan and Paul to help us." I replied. "Most of it's going to the studio for storage."

"When do you want to move out with me?" I inquired. "You want to move tomorrow too?"

"Nah, I'm not sure when I'll move." David answered. "Maybe I should wait for awhile."

I had the feeling that David was going through the same apprehension I had when I leased the house from Frank. It took me awhile to get used to the idea.

"If it's because of Steven, you don't need to worry." I said, putting my hand on his. "I've got a binding lease with Frank and he's the majority owner."

"Guess I could at least move my clothes out." David replied. "Don't know that we'll need any of this furniture."

"If you want, we can put it in storage with mine." I remarked.

We discussed the week's video sessions. I skipped over Chris's movies, barely mentioning them. I did tell him about Richie getting a little carried away with the new girl, Courtney and Carson being a little too much for Darcy.

"He was really that big?" David asked. 

"Actually, Darcy's pussy is a little small." I commented, smiling. "That's something not many girls can brag about."

"How'd your video go, the one with Amber?" He asked, grinning. "Anything special?"

"It always special with Amber." I replied. "Although, she was a little more aggressive than usual."

"Aggressive?" David inquired. "How?"

"Amber fucked me with a strap-on." I casually answered.

"WOW! Can't wait to see that!" He exclaimed.

"You really want to see it?" I asked, surprised.

"Yeah. I don't mind seeing you with another girl." He said. "Just not with another guy."

I was more than a little surprised at David's remark. Maybe he was adjusting to the fact that I was bi-sexual. Then again, maybe he felt he had to accept it if we were going to be husband and wife. 

We finished dinner and cleaned up the kitchen before leaving for J.R.'s. David grabbed a change of clothes and some items from the bathroom. The club was packed when we got there around 7:00. I checked in with Fawn and Sarah. They both loved my engagement ring. David got kissed by both girls, making him blush beet-red. I just got hugged! Marcus was in the storeroom. I checked in with him before David and I went up to my office. 

"Marcus has been here a long time, hasn't he?" David remarked.

"Longer than anyone here." I responded. "He was the first person Jack and Barbara hired when they purchased the club."

"I've given him two raises since I took over." I added. "He puts in almost sixteen hours a day."

"That's too much, got to be hard on him." David remarked. 

"He doesn't seem to mind." I responded. "He's got several children to support."

We left the club around 10:00, heading up the house. We entered the house, turning on several lights. I opened the French doors to the terrace, stepping out to look at the lake. Across the lake, I could see lights on at several homes. It was very picturesque. 

"Wanna walk down to the dock?" David whispered, walking up behind me.

"Why, so you can throw me in the lake again?" I replied, grinning.

"Me! I wouldn't do that!" He exclaimed.

David stood behind me, pulling me in close to him. His warm breath on my neck was warming my body. He kissed the back of my neck, slowly working his way to my ears. I felt my legs weaken, letting the wave of heat cover my body.

David's hand reached down, lifting up the short skirt of my business suit. His hand brushed up and down my leg. I reached around, pulling his face close enough to mine so I our lips could meet. We kissed passionately, our lips grinding hard against each other's.

I heard the distinct sound of the zipper at the side of my skirt being slid down. 

"David, the neighbors are gonna see us!" I exclaimed. 

"Good! Let them watch!" He said, taking off my skirt and tossing it on the patio table. "David!" I exclaimed.

He wasn't listening to my verbal objections. He unbuttoned my suit jacket, slipped it off my shoulders and tossed it on top of the skirt. I quickly glanced around to see if anyone might be observing us.

"Turn around and bend over the table." David commanded.

I did as instructed, bending over the table, holding firmly to the edges. David knelt behind me chewing on by butt through the thin material of my panties. I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure. I was moaning continuously, almost a hum.

David slid my panties down my legs and off over my high-heels. Spreading my cheeks apart, his tongue slowly licked up and down my pussy. It felt wonderful, making my body tingle all over. His tongue teased my pussy, making the lips blossom. My juices were flowing towards his eager lips. David's lips sucked hard on my clit, making me cum with a shuddering orgasm. I moaned aloud, letting the orgasm consume me. David held me tight against his mouth, sucking on my pussy.

He stood up, quickly dropping his slacks and briefs. I looked around as he stepped up behind me, pressing the mushroom shaped head of his rock hard cock against my pussy.

"Oh baby, fuck me now." I muttered.

David didn't waste any time, pushing his cock deep inside my eager pussy. He thrust into me slowly, gyrating his hips. My fingers gripped the edge of the table harder. David fucked into me hard and fast, bringing me up to an orgasm. His hand slapped my ass hard, making it sting. I lifted my head up from the table, grabbing a quick deep breath. David's hands gripped my waist like a vise. I could feel his body tensing. He slowed his fuck motions down, taking long, slow strokes. I rested my head back on the table, still humming. 

David started fucking me hard and furious. My orgasm came on quick, exhilarating my body. I screamed out as the orgasm detonated inside me. David's cock spewed his warm fluids deep inside me. Two huge loads filled my wanton pussy. Slower and slower, he fucked me till he completely stopped. The muscles of my pussy gripped his cock, milking all of his hot cum. David slowly pulled out of me. He leaned down over me, kissing my ear.

"Ready for bed?" He whispered.

"Hmmmmm, oh yeah!" I muttered.

We walked back into the house. My legs were still shaking. After washing off, David and I climbed into bed. Holding me in his arms, I drifted off to sleep immediately.

It wasn't even sunrise when I felt David's hand slap my bare butt. I jumped, feeling the sting.

"Hey Sleepyhead! It's moving day!" David stated. "5:00am!" 

Still half asleep, I barely comprehended his words. It took me a few minutes to make my way into the bathroom and get showered. After fixing my hair, I got dressed in blue jeans and a t-shirt. I put on my sneakers and quickly headed down to the kitchen. David handed me a fresh cup of coffee. We lovingly kissed for a minute or better.

After refilling our cups, we headed over to my apartment. Amber was carrying boxes out to her pickup when we arrived. David and I helped her get everything packed in. Amber and I made one last check of the apartment, making sure she had everything. We walked out and sat on the tailgate. We held each other's hands, not wanting to let go. 

"If things don't work out for you down in Texas, you can always come back." I said.

"Things'll work out." Amber responded. "I don't think I'd ever come back, even if they didn't."

"Why?" I asked.

"I was beginning to hate this life." She replied. "The money was good, but I was getting tired of running around damn near naked all the time. Life's not all about money."

I nodded my head, acknowledging I understood how she felt.

After closing the tailgate on the truck, David and I walked her to the driver's door. We both kissed and hugged Amber. I couldn't keep the tears from flowing. I just let myself go. David held me close as we watched her drive out of the apartment complex. 

First, Jack and Barbara, then Andrea, now Amber. I felt like everyone was gradually leaving me. 

David and I walked back into the apartment and started packing. Frank and Jackie showed up a few minutes later with the cargo van. We backed it up in front of the apartment and raised the large roll-up door. It didn't have a ramp so we had to lift everything up into it. Ryan and Paul showed up with their trailer. We managed to get everything loaded in one trip. David and I checked to make sure I had everything before I locked the doors.

"I need to stop by the office and turn in the keys." I stated to David.

"Ok. I'll go with the guys and get everything unloaded." He replied. "We'll meet you and Jackie out at the house." Jackie and I stopped by the apartment complex office. I had to sign out and turn in all the keys. I wasn't reluctant to leave even though I'd lived there for almost two years.

We stopped at a chicken carryout, picking up enough food to satisfy an army. We knew the guys would be famished after getting everything moved.

We arrived at the house, finding the guys unloading my bedroom suite and clothes. Jackie and I carried the food into the kitchen. Ryan and Paul showed up with the last few items. They'd made good time, getting me moved. We reheated the food, setting it up on the diningroom table.

"Hey guys!" I shouted. "Lunch is ready."

The guys served themselves and sat out on the terrace at the patio table. We served them ice-cold glasses of lemonade, making sure they had everything they wanted.

"Looks like you might have had visitors last night!" Jackie exclaimed.

"Huh!" David exclaimed. "What do you mean?" 

Jackie reached down underneath the table and picked up a pair of panties, the ones David had taken off me last night. She held them up so everyone could see. It embarrassed the hell out of me. I quickly snatched them from her hand, stuffing them in my back pocket. Everyone had a good laugh at the incident. Even though I was blushing, I managed to laugh with them.

After eating and drinking several glasses of lemonade, Ryan and Paul left. I thanked them for their help, walking out to the driveway with them. I watched them pull out of the driveway before going back around to the terrace.

"Jackie and I are going over to the marina and take the boat out for awhile." Frank stated. "Why don't you two join us?"

"Thanks for the offer but I need to get stuff put away." I replied. "I think we're going to go over and get David's clothes later on."

"Ok, maybe another time then." Frank responded. "You know you're welcome to use the boat anytime."

Frank and Jackie left a little later, driving over to the marina. David and I cleaned up the terrace and diningroom. We finished unpacking my clothes and getting most everything put away. There were still several boxes left in the garage but I figured we get to them later on.

Late in the afternoon, David and I went over to his apartment. By early evening we had all his clothes packed in my car and David's truck. The furniture we'd come back for later the following week.

I phoned the club and talked with Fawn. Everything at J.R.'s was running smooth. I told her I'd be in later on in the evening after we got situated at the house.

It was almost 11:00 when David and I left for the club. We were both tired but I still needed to check on things for myself. David and I sat up in the office. I went through the day's mail, mostly utility bills. David sat next to my desk, looking out at the crowd below.

"You notice how many couples are in here tonight?" David inquired.

"Yeah. Our Saturday night crowd is mostly couples." I replied. "More couples than guys."

"Notice alot of them talking amongst themselves." He stated. "Paying more attention to the waitresses and bartenders than the dancers."

"Yeah, they usually do." I remarked. "My guess is, they're into the alternate lifestyle."

"Alternate lifestyle?" David asked, curiously. 

"Yeah. You know. Swingers." I said. "Couples looking for other couples."

"Ohhhhhhhh!" He exclaimed, grinning. "Gotcha!" 

We left the club around 1:30, heading for home. David checked through the house before we went to bed. I opened the French doors leading out to the balcony, feeling the cool summer breeze coming across the lake. David and I slept soundly in each other's arms.

The smell of fresh coffee woke me early Sunday morning. I quickly noticed David wasn't lying next to me. I slipped out of bed, grabbing a short robe from the closet. David was downstairs in the kitchen. I poured myself a cup of coffee and dug the cigarettes out of my purse, lighting one up.

"Thought we might go down to Shelbyville, maybe go horseback riding." David suggested.

"Ok. You going to show me your horse?" I responded.

"Shadow's Mistress isn't mine." He said. "Maybe someday."

We sat out on the terrace drinking our coffee watching a few boaters pass by the house. By 10:00, we were on our way to go riding.

David seemed quite excited as we sped southward along the bypass. He talked about his love of horses and spending time at his friend's farm. David was really opening up to me. He talked about his dreams and aspirations. I listened intently to every word he spoke. I felt closer to him than I ever had before. I also realized, it would be awfully hard for me to talk to him the same way. I wasn't the type to open up to anyone, being very close-kept.

We pulled into the long, graveled driveway leading back to the farm. The house set quite a distance from the road. It was an old Victorian style home probably built in the 20's or 30's. There were several outbuildings across the driveway from the house. David drove past the last building, parking alongside several horse trailers.

We held hands, entering the far building. The stable had numerous stalls on each side of the wide aisleway. We walked down the aisleway, looking at all the horses. Most had their heads poking out over the stall doors. I think they were as interested in seeing who we were as we were in looking at them. I could tell which horse was Shadow's Mistress at a distance from David's repeated description of her. She was a beautiful horse, jet black with a white star on her forehead. She had on a bright blue nylon halter, which David attached a rope lead to. I stood back as he opened the stall door and led her out into the aisleway. 

"Blue's her favorite color, same as yours." He stated, handing me the lead.

"Hang onto her while I go get a couple brushes." He added.

Without thinking, I took hold of the rope. It was the first time I'd ever been this close to a horse. I had no idea what to do if she tried to get away. Just hang on for dear life, I guess. The black filly didn't try to get away. Instead, she stepped closer to me. I took a step back but that just made her step even closer. I stood my ground, till she stopped right next to me. I patted her forehead and rubbed her nose. Shadow's Mistress seemed quite friendly, alot more relaxed than I was. 

I glanced over her back, seeing David coming back towards us. He was carrying a couple of horse grooming brushes. He handed me one, instructing me to brush her gently down the side of her neck and down along her back. The more I brushed her, the shinier her coat became. David brushed her legs while I held onto the lead. After David finished grooming her, he tied her up in front of her stall.

"Let's find you something to ride." He suggested, looking down the long row of stalls. 

"I've got the perfect horse for her!" A voice spoke, approaching us from behind.

We quickly turned around, startled. I saw a tall, slender man in his early thirties approaching us. He was wearing a red-checkered shirt and faded blue jeans. His black cowboy hat shaded his clean-shaven face. He stuck his hand out to David as he neared us.

"Hey buddy, how's it going?" He spoke, smiling.

David shook the man's hand briefly before introducing us.

His name was Brian Honeycutt, David's friend. He and his father jointly owned the farm and boarding facilities.

"Ole' Dave's told me all about you." He stated, shaking my hand with a very firm grip. "I'm glad we finally get to meet."

"Why don't we saddle up Hollywood?" Brian suggested. "He needs the exercise. Nobody rides him anymore."

The three of us walked over to an adjacent stable. Brian opened up one of the stalls and led a tan horse out into the aisleway. He had a black mane and tail. All four legs had black "stockings" fading just below the knees. 




Never Enough Ch. 15



"Hollywood's what we call a buckskin, a gelding." Brian stated. "I call him Hollywood cause he loves to go to horse shows."

David and I quickly groomed Hollywood. Brian put a saddle and bridle on him while David went to get Shadow's Mistress ready. 

"David's crazy about that horse." Brian said. "Kinda wish he buy him."

"How much are you asking for her?" I asked. 

"I've got her priced at $5500 but I told Dave, he could buy her for $5000." He replied. "Even offered to give him a discount on the boarding fee since he helps out with the horses when he gets time."

"You sell quite a few horses?" I inquired.

"Yeah, quite a few, mostly during the spring and summer." He answered. "I don't show anyone Shadow's Mistress though. Afraid Ole' Dave would shoot me if I sold her."

"What about this horse?" I asked. "Is he for sale?"

"I'd sell him but only to someone I knew would take real good care of him." He retorted. "Someone who'd take the time to ride him, maybe take him to horse shows once in awhile."

I was apprehensive when I first got on Hollywood. David gave me a few quick instructions before we headed out across one of the pastures. The more I rode alongside David, the more relaxed I became. We rode over to a wooded area, following a trail back to a stream. We got off the horses and let them get a drink and eat some of the grass alongside the bank. 

"What do you think of the horses?" David asked, smiling.

"They're great!" I responded. "I can see why you love them so much."

"You haven't stopped smiling since we left the barns." He said.

"Well, neither have you!" I retorted. "In fact, you haven't stopped smiling since we left the house!"

We rode for the rest of the afternoon and into the early evening. We finally got back to the stables around sunset. Brian was sitting on the front porch of the house when we rode up. My thighs and butt were a little sore from riding. Brian came out to the stables, helping get the horses unsaddled.

"How'd you like riding?" Brian asked, noticing me rub my legs. "Kinda gets to you the first time, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, it sure does." I responded grinning. "But I'll get used to it."

David caught my remark. It brought a big smile to his face. 

"Sounds like you're hooked!" Brian exclaimed. "They can get to you."

"What do your boarding fees run a month?" I asked.

"I charge $225 a month." Brian stated. "That includes a clean stall, hay and feed, a daily inspection of the horse and a weekly grooming."

"Vet bills are at the owner's expense, so are farrier bills." He added.

"Farrier?" I asked. "What's a farrier?"

"A blacksmith, a guy who comes out and shoes horses." David explained. 

"Horses can be expensive, can't they?" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, it's an expensive hobby." Brian responded. "But they're worth it."

"You wanna take Hollywood to his stall or you want me to do it?" Brian asked. 

"I'll put him in his stall, at least I'll try." I stated, grinning.

"Just walk in with him and turn him around." Brian instructed. "Unhook the lead from his halter, step out and close the stall door."

I did as Brian instructed although Hollywood acted like he wanted to follow me back out. I got the gate shut in time. He stuck his head over the door for me to give him a pat on the forehead.

Brian walked with us out to the car, thanking David and me for coming out. We stood at the back of the car, continuing our talk about horses.

"What would you take for Hollywood if I wanted to buy him." I subtly asked.

"Well, for you or David I'd take $4500." Brian stated. 

"If you want him, I'll throw in the first month's boarding." He added.

"Let me think about it." I said. "I'll let you know."

Brian jotted down his phone number and I tucked it inside my purse. We drove slowly down the driveway to the main road. I noticed David glancing in the rear-view mirror several times. He wasn't smiling like he had been.

"What do you think?" I inquired. "Think we should buy the horses."

"Horses! He exclaimed. "You mean buy them both?"

"Yeah, they could be our wedding present." I said. "Something we both want."

David didn't say anything but I could tell he was mulling over the idea. I checked my purse, making sure I had my checkbook with me. David turned the car around at the end of the drive and we drove back to the house. Brian was still sitting on the front porch.

"Figured you two would be back!" He exclaimed. "Didn't quite figure it'd be this quick though!"

"We'd like to buy both horses." I stated, taking out my checkbook.

"Great!" Brian exclaimed. "I'll get the registration papers for you. You'll need to send them in with the transfer fees."

In less than half an hour, we were on our way back home. Both of us smiling, couldn't have been much happier.

I vaguely remember David waking me up early Monday morning with a soft, prolonged kiss on the lips. 

"I've got to be getting to work." He whispered. "I'll see you later this evening."

I don't remember much after that, drifting immediately back to sleep. It was around 8:00 when I finally woke up. I meandered out onto the balcony, stretching my arms and taking in a deep breath of fresh air. By 8:45, I'd showered, fixed my hair, put on my make-up and gotten dressed.

As I descended the stairs, heading for the kitchen, I heard the front door open.

"Hope everyone's decent!" I heard Jackie shout.

I lit up a cigarette while the coffee brewed. Frank approached me, giving me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"What's that all about?" I asked smiling.

"Oh, just cause it's a nice day, I guess." He responded, grinning. "Got me a little last night too!"

"Who's on for today?" I asked Jackie.

"Ryan and Michelle." She replied. "Another new girl, first time movie."

"Let's hope she does as well as Courtney did." I stated.

Jackie handed me a folder, filled with several series of papers stapled together.

"Take a look at these." She ordered. "I got these emailed to me from some of those writers I contacted."

I sat down at the diningroom table and scanned over a few of the stories. They looked interesting. Some had quite a bit of dialogue. 

"Have you read all the way through any of these?" I inquired.

"I read them as I printed them out." Jackie answered. "The one's with an "X" on the front page, I especially liked.

"Ok. Contact them and get a copyright transfer form mailed out to them. "I instructed. "Soon as we get it back, I'll cut them a check for payment. I'll read the others over later."

George and Phil arrived a little after 9:00. By 9:30, almost everyone else had shown up. Jackie introduced Michelle to everyone. She was quite nervous. I could feel her hands trembling when we shook hands.

Michelle was close to my height, 5'7" with shoulder-length, sandy blonde hair and bright green eyes. From what I could see, Michelle had a great body to go with her pleasant smile.

"You'll be working with Ryan today." I said. "He's great to work with. You'll love him."

I hoped my words would put her at ease. Ryan arrived, approaching the two of us as we stood in the kitchen, sipping coffee. He sensed Michelle's nervousness, putting his arm around her waist after they shook hands. His gesture seemed to work better than my words.

Jackie led Michelle upstairs to one of the bathrooms to get her prepped. The guys were setting up their equipment and getting into position. I got Ryan off to one side so we could talk.

"As you can tell, Michelle's pretty nervous." I stated. "Just take your time with her, don't rush through the scene."

"Yeah, she was shaking like a leaf." Ryan replied, smiling. "I sure don't mind making a scene last long if you don't."

Michelle came into the office after Jackie had fixed her hair and touched up her make-up. I reviewed how the scene was to be played out with her and Ryan. Neither had any questions so we decided to go ahead and get started. I put my headset on, adjusting the microphone.

"Cameras ready! Sound ready! Start!" I commanded.

Ryan led Michelle by the hand through the livingroom, over to the couch. They sat down, snuggling close together and chatting. Ryan put his arm around Michelle, pulling her close for a kiss. Their kissing soon became more passionate. One of the cameras focused in for a close-up. Ryan was quite a kisser, working his tongue deep into Michelle's mouth. I let them kiss for a minute or so before calling out "next".

Ryan's hand slipped up over Michelle's blouse, cupping her breasts. He gently massaged and fondled her before slowly unbuttoning the blouse and spreading it open. The camera zoomed in for a close-up as Ryan unhooked the front of Michelle's bra. Her nipples responded immediately to Ryan's fingers and lips working them over. I waited awhile before saying "next" into the microphone.

Michelle unbuttoned Ryan's shirt, pushing it back. Her lips traveled from his neck down to his tummy. She unbuckled his belt, slowly sliding down the zipper on Ryan's slacks. I called out "next" into the mike.

Ryan stood up and took off all his clothes except for his tight black briefs. He was already hard. His cock strained to be freed from the tight confines of the briefs. Michelle stood up and slipped off her blouse and bra. Ryan unzipped her skirt, allowing her to step out of it. 

The camera moved around in front of Michelle capturing Ryan's hand slipping inside her panties. His fingers toyed with her pussy. Michelle stepped back till her body was pressed hard against his. Ryan's other hand gently fondled Michelle's breasts. I let them have a little fun with each other before speaking "next" into the headset mike.

Ryan pushed Michelle's panties down so she could step out of them. Her pussy was neatly trimmed into sort of an exclamation sign (!). After the camera got a close-up of her pussy, I spoke "next" into the mike.

Ryan stripped off his briefs and sat down on the couch. Michelle knelt between his legs holding his cock near the base. Her tongue worked slowly over Ryan's fuck shaft, lubricating it with her saliva. She put the head of his cock in her mouth, rapidly pumping up and down on it. I could see Ryan's body tense as she almost got him off. He managed to fight off the urge, grabbing the back of Michelle's head to slow her down. I let Michelle suck on Ryan's cock a little while longer before speaking "next" into the microphone.

Michelle stood on the couch; lowering herself just enough over Ryan to allow him to lick and suck on her already excited pussy. Ryan's tongue worked feverously between the lips of her pussy for several minutes. "Next" I called out.

Ryan pulled Michelle down to his lap, holding his cock steady while she impaled herself. Michelle emitted a long, loud groan as she settled down on him. Ryan's hands gripped her tight little ass, lifting her up and down on his cock. Michelle was really close to having an orgasm so I let Ryan buck up into her till she got off. I let her orgasm wane before calling out "next".

Ryan held Michelle tight as he lifted her up and laid her down on the couch. He spread her legs wide, fucking his cock into her slow and easy then hard and fast. Michelle's eyes were glazed over. The two of them were really into the scene so I decided to let them enjoy each other. I whispered "five minutes" into the microphone in my sexiest voice. Ryan and Michelle fucked each other hard for over five minutes. Ryan pulled his cock out and shot a thick stream of cum from her pussy to her breasts. He milked his cock till he shot off another load. I waited thirty seconds before calling out "stop".

"Betcha got cum stains on that new couch!" Jackie exclaimed, grinning. "Hope you got some upholstery cleaner handy!"

Everyone pulled back from the scene. Ryan lay down on top of Michelle, softly kissing her. Jackie walked over to the couch, handing them each a soft towel. I went to the kitchen to get the upholstery cleaner. There were only a few spots and they cleaned up rather quickly.

I paid the crew so they could be on their way, reminding them we weren't shooting again till Wednesday morning. We had our six scenes, enough to put together our first movie. George and Phil would have all the editing finished by late Tuesday. We'd send the finished video up to Chicago to have the "master dvd's" made. It was a great relief, having the first movie completed. 

Frank, Jackie and I waited patiently in the office for Ryan and Michelle to get showered and dressed. The two finally came down to the office for their money. Ryan had Michelle pulled in close to him, his hand firmly gripping her waist. I complimented them both for their efforts.

"We going to shoot here Wednesday or head back to the studio?" Frank inquired. 

"Back to the studio for the next movie." I responded. 

"We need to think about doing some location shooting." Frank suggested. "Not sure where but at least do some outdoors stuff."

"I've been thinking about that too." I said. "We need to think about everything that's involved though."

My cell phone rang before anyone could say anything more. It was James Harris and Colin Douglas. They requested I come into their office for another meeting. From the tone of Harris's voice, I wasn't very positive they were going for my proposal. I asked them if it would be alright if I brought Frank along with me. They didn't have any objections so we set the meeting up for later that afternoon.

I told Frank and Jackie about the proposal I'd made Friday afternoon. If they weren't buying it, I needed to come up with something else and damn quick. I was willing to be flexible but I wasn't about to bend over and take it up the ass!

The three of us tossed out ideas and suggestions. By late afternoon, we had another proposal on paper with a written agreement printed out. 

"If these two piss me off, I'm getting up and walking out of the meeting." I stated to Frank. "I really don't need their damn money."

"I know, I know!" Frank responded. "You'd just like to recoup all your investment and make a little money to boot."

We left for the meeting around 4:00. It was almost 5:00 by the time we found a place to park and entered the law offices of Harris, Douglas and Klein. Both secretaries were preparing to leave as we entered. James Harris was standing outside his office. He motioned for Frank and me to follow him to a conference room at the end of the hallway.

I didn't need to introduce Frank to either Harris or Douglas. They were familiar with each other, having worked on a project together many years previous.

"Colin and I have looked over your proposal and discussed it in great detail." Harris said. "Neither one of us is comfortable with it. We've assessed our risk management and there's not enough of a safety net for us."

"I'm not real thrilled about this $100,000 bonus either." Colin added. "I don't have any objection to $100,000 for reinvestment though."

Douglas stopped talking, staring at me for a response. I hesitated momentarily before reaching into my attaché to retrieve the new proposal. I placed the folder in front of me on the table with my hands crossed over it.

"Before I make another proposal, let's get one thing settled." I boldly stated. "I'm not about to renegotiate the $100,000 for myself. If that's the deal breaker then I'll stop talking right now."

Neither James Harris or Colin Douglas said anything. I could see they weren't happy but I wasn't pleased with their statements either.

"Let's hear this new proposal of yours before we decide." Douglas finally spoke, breaking the silence.

"You pay me $15000 for each movie I create." I said. That'll cover all expenses plus my salary. You two will get all the profit from the sale of the movies up to $400,000. That's double your investment!" 

"I retain ownership of each video." I added, after pausing. "I also have complete and absolute control of the company and how it's run." "I still want my two $100,000 cashier's checks as stated in my original proposal." I kept talking. "I put this production company together with my own money. I'm not about to let anyone jump on-board for a free ride."

"How much money can we expect from each movie?" Harris inquired. "That's what I'm really interested in!"

"I can't give you an exact figure but you should have your $400K within a year, possibly sooner."

"What happens after we get our $400,000?" Colin Douglas asked.

"The investment stops and we renegotiate, if we all mutually agree to." I answered.

My last statements put immediate grins on both their faces. They excused themselves to step outside for a private conference. I started to say something to Frank after they'd left but he put his finger to his lips. We sat there for almost ten minutes in absolute silence before the two men came back.

They took their seats across from Frank and me. Both were trying desperately to keep from smiling. 

"I take it that folder has everything you've stated in writing." Harris said.

"Yes, just as I've stated." I responded. "Along with written agreements."

"Colin and I will look it over and get back with you tomorrow sometime." James Harris stated. 

When they put out their hands to shake Frank's and mine, I knew it was a deal. It was all I could do to keep from jumping on top of the table and doing a little dance for them. Frank and I left immediately, walking back to Frank's car.

"What was the finger to the lips thing all about?" I asked Frank.

"The bastards had a microphone sitting on the bookshelf behind them." He said. "It was pointed right at us."

I had been so busy looking for reactions from Harris and Douglas; I hadn't noticed the microphone sitting on the bookshelf. I was glad Frank had noticed it before I made a private remark they could have been listening for.

It was almost 6:00 when we drove out of the downtown area. Frank had the air conditioning in the Jaguar sedan turned on high. I closed my eyes briefly, letting the coolness of the car calm me down.

"Whatcha got planned for tomorrow?" Frank inquired. 

"Nothing till late afternoon." I replied. "I've got an appointment with Audrey McCain at 3:00 in the afternoon. Why?"

"Thought maybe the two of us could go fishing." He answered. 

"Sounds good to me!" I exclaimed. "It'll give me a chance to get some sun."

"Great! I'll bring the boat to the house and pick you up at the dock." He said. "How's 8:00 sound to you.

The time was fine with me. Frank dropped me off at the front door of the house before heading home to Westfield. David's truck was sitting in front of the garage.

David was just coming down the stairs when I entered the house. His hair was soaking wet, like he'd just stepped out of the shower. He was wearing faded blue jeans that fit snug. We kissed softly, gradually working into a more passionate kiss. My hand brushed down over his crotch. I gently squeezed his cock. 

"Hmmmmm." I whispered, feeling his cock react to my touch. "You are glad to see me, aren't you?"

David grinned sheepishly, not objecting to my intimate touch. I rubbed his cock harder through the denim material.

"How about letting me have a little dick jelly before dinner?" I muttered, pushing him down on the couch.

I unzipped David's jeans, pulling them off along with his briefs. His hard cock sprang upward, inviting my lips to take care of it. Holding it near the base with one hand, I gently cupped and fondled his balls with my other hand. David was looking down at me kneeling between his legs. I eased my lips around the mushroom shaped head of his cock, slowing sliding it deep in my mouth. My tongue slithered back and forth along the underneath side. 

I worked my mouth slowly up and down his hard cock, savoring its taste. I could feel David's leg muscles tensing as I manipulated my mouth and tongue faster and harder on his throbbing love shaft. My hand was stroking his cock, wanting his hot load to flood my mouth. 




Never Enough Ch. 15



I took my mouth off his cock and ran my tongue all over it, lubricating it with my saliva. I took a quick, deep breath before starting to suck him off. My lips gripped his thick cock, my teeth lightly grating against it. David's hands were gripping the couch cushions. I felt his cock starting to pump his load. I prepared myself to swallow every drop of his love cream. 

His first load shot deep into my mouth, almost into my throat. I gulped it down quickly, readying myself for the next blast from his hot balls. He pumped it into my mouth, causing me to choke briefly. I kept my lips locked on his cock, sucking hard till I had all of his cum. David's body slumped back against the couch. My hands massaged his legs, feeling the tension gradually subside. 

"What's for dinner?" I whispered.

"Don't tell me you're still hungry!" He exclaimed, grinning.

We waited till later in the evening to eat dinner. After cleaning up the kitchen, the two of us sat out on the terrace, discussing how are day had gone. 

"How'd your meeting go with the lawyers?" David asked. "They going for your proposal?"

"Not my original one." I responded. "Frank and I put together another package. I've got a better feeling about this one."

"Colin Douglas doesn't like the idea of the $100,000 bonus for letting them invest." I added. "I'm not backing down on their initial investment. It's just not worth it to me for any less."

"What the hell are you going to do with all that money?" He inquired. 

"Fulfill my dreams." I replied, then added. "I should say fulfill OUR dreams." 



Never Enough Ch. 16



The next morning I got up when David’s alarm clock sounded. We showered together, taking a little longer than usual. While David put on his work clothes, I picked out a fluorescent orange bikini.

“Going to lay out and get some sun today?” David inquired.

“I’m going fishing with Frank this morning.” I responded, smiling. “Frank does most of the fishing, I do most of the laying in the sun.”

David and I stood in the driveway, kissing each other “good-bye”. He took the opportunity to run his hand down the back of my bikini, giving my butt a few gentle squeezes. I fought back by pressing my body hard into his. 

Taking cooler filled with bottled water and soft drinks down to the dock, I set it alongside some snack items. Frank was right on time, idling the boat up to the dock. He held it against the dock while I got everything stowed onboard. 

“I’ll let you drive, while I relax.” He said, sitting on the passenger side seat.

I eased the boat away from the dock, turning it slowly around. Moving the throttle lever slightly forward, I let the boat gradually pick up speed. We were soon cruising across the water at about 40mph. The engine’s roar sounded so powerful to me. It had a commanding tone, almost formidable. We cruised to the far end of the lake before pulling close to shore and tossing over the anchor. 

Frank’s idea of fishing was to be alone with me on the boat. It gave the two of us a chance to talk in a peaceful and relaxing environment with no one else around. We did more fishing for answers and conversation than anything. Frank and I shared a special relationship. Not a father-daughter relationship. Ours was a close friend relationship, bordering on intimacy.  

Frank baited several fishing lines and tossed them out into the calm water of the lake. I put some sunscreen on my arms, chest and legs before stretching out on the front deck of the boat. I lit a cigarette, leaning back against the front of the boat’s windshield. Frank took two bottles of chilled water from the cooler, handing me one.

“So, what are we going to talk about this time?” Frank inquired.

“Let’s talk about you and Jackie.” I responded. “Why aren’t you two married? What‘s the hold-up?”

“Well, when you get as old as me, marriage isn’t as important as just being with the one you love.” He replied.

“Sounds like an old cliché, Frank.” I said. “I’m not buying it. What’s the real reason?”

“I’m holding out till Jackie quits this damn porn business!” Frank exclaimed. “I hate her being so damn involved!”

“Doesn’t seem like she wants out.” I spoke. “She’s been in it since she was married to Carl.”

“It’s the money.” Frank muttered. “She’s just in it for the money.”

“That’s why we’re all in it.” I responded, putting my hand on his arm. “If it weren’t for the money, we’d all be doing something else.”

“Guess you think I’m being an ass about it?” Frank questioned. “Holding out till she gives in and quits.” 

“No, I don’t think that!” I retorted. “David feels the same way, only he won’t come right out and say it.”

“With him, it’s mostly about Chris and me making so many movies.” I added. “He’s not handling it very well. I think he‘s just trying to cover up his true feelings.”

“Speaking of Dave, when are you two going to tie the knot?” Frank asked, grinning.

“As soon as we get the prenuptial agreement signed!” I quickly answered. “I need to be married, officially married!”

I told Frank I needed a binding marriage document. If not, I’d never try to make a relationship work. It was just too easy to walk away from a relationship that wasn’t binding. Frank carefully thought about what I said, before agreeing.

“How long are you going to stay in this movie business? Not forever, I hope!” He asked.

“Maybe a year, maybe two.” I replied. “Till I’ve made enough money.”

“How much is enough?” Frank asked. “You once told me there was never enough!”

I didn’t have an answer so I just shrugged my shoulders. Coming up with an exact dollar amount was something I hadn‘t thought much about. I just wanted to make a good life for myself and for David.

Frank and I spent the rest of our day discussing my proposal to James Harris and Colin Douglas. The subject of money came up again.

“It they go for your deal, how much will you make off each movie?” Frank inquired.

“Anywhere between $5000 and $7000.” I stated. “At least, one movie a week besides the ones I create from clips. I’m figuring around $300,000 to $400,000 the first year.”

“WOW! I had no idea.” He exclaimed. “Will that finally get you out of the business?”

“I don’t know.” I responded. “I’ll have to wait and see.”

Frank dropped me off at the dock shortly after 1:00pm. I had plenty of time to shower and get ready for my appointment with Audrey McCain.

“We’ll have to go fishing more often.” Frank said, as I stepped up onto the dock. “It does us both alot of good.”

I arrived for my appointment a few minutes ahead of time but had to wait while Ms. McCain finished with another client. She finally came out to the waiting room and gestured for me to follow her into her office.

Audrey McCain was an attractive woman, somewhere in her late thirties. She was about 5’8” with an average size waist and hips but quite busty. She wore a dark blue dress with the hem a few inches above her knees. Her well-groomed shoulder length blonde hair evidenced her weekly trips to the beauty salon. 

After introducing ourselves and shaking hands, Audrey motioned for me to take a seat in front of her desk. Audrey reviewed several options for prenuptial agreements. David and I had already talked about what we wanted and how we preferred to have it worded. I handed her the outline we’d drawn up so she could appraise it for herself.

“My husband and I are big fans of your movies.” Audrey stated, as she read over the document.

“Are you still making them?” She added, continuing to read.

“Thank you.” I replied. “Still making the movies but from the other side of the camera.”

Audrey asked several questions to clarify items David and I had listed for our prenup. 

“How soon do you need this drawn up for signatures?” Ms. McCain asked.

“As soon as possible.” I responded. “We’d like to get this out of the way so we can get married.”

“That’s something I don’t hear very often!” Audrey exclaimed. “Especially coming from someone who has nothing to gain with this prenup.”

“There’s one of two bank accounts noted that states your future husband is to have complete access to it immediately upon your getting married.” She said. “Are you sure that’s the way you want it written?”

“Yes, that’s the way I want it written.” I responded. “In case something should happen to me. I want to make sure he can access the money.”

“In case something should happen?” Audrey asked, curiously. “You think there’s a possibility something might happen to you? You have ESP or something?”

“Sometimes I feel like I have extra sensory perception.” I said, coolly. “It’s more of a feeling or a dream.”

“Can you tell what I’m thinking right now?” Audrey asked, smiling.

I replied, grinning. “Probably two things!”

“Really!” Audrey exclaimed. “What am I thinking?”

“You’re probably thinking, why is this woman allowing her future husband to have access to so much money as soon as they’re married.” I replied.

Audrey glanced down at the document, lightly biting her lower lip.

“What else?” She asked, blushing slightly.

“I won’t say. It might embarrass you.” I responded.

“Well, let me make a few notations on your outline and I’ll have my secretary type it up.” Ms. McCain muttered, looking away from me. “You can both stop by Thursday afternoon and sign it anytime after 2:00.”

We shook hands before exiting her office. Audrey followed me out to the lobby. I had a feeling she wanted to say something so I walked slowly, giving her ample opportunity. When I got to the front door, I turned to face her.

“Black.” She said, blushing.

“Good guess.” I replied, smiling. “White, they show off my tan better.”

We shook hands again, laughing about our conversation. I walked the short distance to my car in the late afternoon heat. The temperature must have been in the low 90’s with extremely high humidity. Almost as hot as Audrey McCain’s law office!

David was late getting home so I decided to cook out on the grille instead of preparing a big dinner. I told him about my meeting with Audrey McCain, leaving out none of the details.

“How’d your fishing trip go with Frank?” David inquired. “Looks like you got quite a bit of sun!”

“It went pretty well.” I responded. “Frank didn’t catch any fish but we had a good time together.”

David knew Frank and I shared a special relationship. He never asked what we talked about and I never offered to discuss anything. Whatever Frank and I shared, we kept between the two of us. Ours was a very private relationship.  It was 8:00am when I arrived at the studio, Wednesday morning. The crews were to bring the equipment in around 9:00 and get set up. Frank and Jackie showed up around 8:30, just as I was rolling up one of the large overhead doors along the side of the building.

“Probably wouldn’t hurt to make sure we’ve got plenty of towels and bottled water ready!” I exclaimed, kidding Jackie.

“You think Melissa Townsend’s going to be able to handle both Chris and Richie?” She asked, grinning. 

“I doubt if she’ll be able to handle either one of them.” I replied. “She’ll just be a survivor.”

Frank and the camera guys helped set up a bedroom scene complete with furniture, draperies and lighting. We were set up and ready to go before 9:30. We waited patiently for the actors to arrive.

Melissa Townsend showed up shortly after 9:30. After briefly chatting, Jackie led her off to one of the cubicles to get her hair and make-up done. I sat down in front of the two monitors. Frank came over and sat down next to me.

“Jackie and I are going to get married Saturday afternoon.” He informed me. “I got to thinking about what you said yesterday. We had a good, long talk last night about everything.”

“Just work with her Frank, not against her.” I said, giving him a big hug. “She’ll make you a good wife and I know you’ll make her a good husband. You better or I‘ll come after you if you don‘t!”

Chris and Richie arrived at the studio approximately fifteen minutes before shooting time. They were both wearing suits, like we’d asked them to. Melissa and Jackie came out of the cubicle to join us. I gathered everyone around the set, including the camera guys and Katrina, the sound technician. I reviewed how the scene was to be played out, making sure Melissa let Chris and Richie lead her through it. We briefly discussed some dialogue to add to the scene. 

The scene would start with Chris and Melissa sitting on the side of the bed as lovers. Richie would play the part of the husband who catches them together. 

“Cameras ready! Sound ready! Begin!” I shouted, staring at both monitors.

Chris and Melissa chatted about the possibility of getting caught by her jealous husband. Chris started kissing Melissa passionately, very passionately. Melissa was hot within seconds, clawing at Chris‘s clothes. Chris took off his jacket. Melissa practically tore his shirt off. I shouted “slow it down” into the headset microphone.

Chris restrained Melissa, working on getting her clothes off, till he had her down to her panties. Melissa’s nipples were erect and quite hard. Chris’s hands brushing over them, brought her passions to a peak. Chris pushed Melissa down on the bed. He quickly stripped off his slacks and briefs. Straddling her face, he proceeded to force his cock between her lips. The scene wasn’t playing quite like I wanted. I debated whether to call it off or not. While Melissa sucked on his cock, Chris reached around, slipping his hand beneath Melissa’s gauzy panties. His fingers working on her pussy, had her bucking her hips up off the bed.

I decided to let the scene go on a little longer, figuring we could edit out what I didn‘t want to keep. Melissa was like a wildcat in a forest fire. She was going to be worn out before the “money shots”. I lit up a cigarette, continuing to watch the scene. My hand was shaking from nervous tension. 

Chris took Melissa’s panties off, tossing them to the floor. He spread her legs, eagerly licking and sucking on her pussy. Melissa was screaming as her first orgasm shook her entire body. Chris was having a difficult time controlling her. He had to restrain her arms above her head with one hand while he penetrated her pussy, guiding his cock with his free hand. While he was fucking her, trying to keep the pace slow, Richie burst into the scene. He screamed at both of them.

“You fucking whore!” Richie screamed. “You damn little slut!”

I rolled my eyes and almost laughed. Richie sucked at dialogue! Jackie couldn’t restrain her laughter. She put her hands over her mouth so the audio wouldn’t pick it up.

Richie stripped off his suit, having difficulty with his tie. The knot was tied to tight! “Stop” I shouted into the microphone. “Freeze!”

I rushed onto the set, helping Richie get his tie off. He was more aggravated than I was. I noticed his cock wasn’t hard, so I gave him a quick squeeze and kissed him passionately on the lips, forcing my tongue between his lips. His cock was gradually getting hard so I kept rubbing and squeezing it.

I hurried off the set, putting my headphones back on. “Start” I shouted into the mike and looking down at the monitors.

Richie pulled Melissa across the bed till her head was hanging over the side. He pushed his hard cock into her mouth. Melissa’s eager lips sucked on him, swirling her tongue up and down the shaft, then pulling it back into her mouth. Chris fucked Melissa for several minutes before pulling his cock from her steamy pussy. He and Richie changed positions, putting Melissa on all fours. Richie fucked her doggie-style while she wantonly sucked on Chris’s cock. 

Chris came first, shooting his load all over her face. Richie fucked Melissa hard till he got his load off, shooting it up her back. Chris kept stroking his cock, getting a second load off. He shot it over Melissa’s head and down her back. It almost landed on Richie, who jumped back in time.

“Stop! Stop!” I shouted. 

To say I was disappointed was an understatement. I let the three actors catch their breath. Jackie handed Chris and Richie towels, tossing one to Melissa. She was covered in cum. Jackie had to help her wipe off. Chris and Richie had really outdone themselves, giving her a cum-bath. 

“You want me to cut you out of the scene?” George asked, grinning. 

“Didn’t you stop the cameras?” I exclaimed.

“Hell no!” He replied. “It’ll make a great blooper!”

“Blooper my ass! Make sure you cut me out of the scene.” I exclaimed. “It wasn’t all that damn funny!”

It probably would have made a great blooper but I didn’t want to be in any scenes. Later, during editing, I made sure the scene was cut and destroyed.

Richie and Chris hurried off to the showers. Melissa, with Jackie’s help, made it into the bathroom. She was stable enough to shower without Jackie’s assistance.

I was sitting in front of the monitor table when Jackie returned. She was grinning, almost bursting out laughing.

“Richie sucked big time.” She said. “He can’t act unless his dick’s stiff!”

“Yeah, I know.” I responded. “Chris and Melissa did alright on the dialogue. Melissa needs to exercise a little more self-control though.”

“Maybe we should have them rehearse scenes where there’s alot of dialogue.” Jackie suggested. “It sure couldn’t hurt!”  Rehearsing wasn’t a bad idea. It wouldn’t cost me anything. We were paying the actors by the scene, not by the hour!  

I paid the camera guys and Jared and Katrina so they could be on their way. We waited for Chris and Richie to get dressed. Melissa had showered and was resting in one of the cubicles. Jackie checked in on her to make sure she was alright.

Chris and Richie left right after getting paid. They seemed anxious to be on their way. I knew Chris had taken time off from work to do the video.  

Frank, Jackie and I sat in the office, away from where Melissa, so she couldn’t overhear us. We held a brief meeting, discussing the next day’s shoot. It was almost noon when Frank and Jackie left. 

Melissa was getting dressed. I stood at the entrance to the cubicle, chatting with her.  

“Guess I really blew my first movie, didn’t I?” She stated. “I’ll do better the next time. I promise.”

“You did alright.” I responded. “I got the scenes I wanted.” 

“You need to try and relax a little. Just let the scene flow along. Don’t get yourself all worked up right at the beginning.” I added. “Save enough energy for the ending.”

I scheduled Melissa to do another video for Friday morning with Carson. She readily agreed, not hesitating for an instant. I handed her the pay envelope, knowing the money wasn’t important to her. I was sure her divorce settlement from Scott would keep her financially happy.

I locked up the studio, making sure the gates were secure before I left. My cell phone rang when I got back in the car. It was James Harris!

“How about lunch here at the office?” He asked. “Colin and I would like to get going on this deal!”

“Great!” I exclaimed. “I can be there whenever you want.”

“Just come on down to the office and we’ll have lunch catered in.” He responded.

I made the trip to their downtown offices in less than thirty minutes, eager to close the deal. Colin Douglas’s secretary escorted me into the conference room where Douglas and Harris were already waiting.

“We’ll let you know when we’re ready to eat.” James Harris said to the secretary.

He waited till she’d left and shut the door before speaking.

“Colin and I are willing to sign your contract but we’ve added a clause.” Harris stated. “We want a guarantee that you’ll at least make our initial investment back.”

I took a minute to think about it before reluctantly agreeing. I’d have to guarantee their investment against any losses. It was a win-win situation for them, but nothing I‘d gain from it. After James Harris and Colin Douglas signed both copies of the document, I signed my name. I handed them back one copy, keeping the other for myself. I double-checked both cashier’s checks making sure they were made out correctly. It felt good to have $200,000 in my hands! I stuffed the two checks in my purse and set it on the floor, next to my chair.

The three of us had a nice luncheon, although I wasn’t very hungry. We discussed the movie business and what I’d be investing half the money in. I explained part of the money would go to pay off the equipment I had to purchase. I was going to pay myself back first, then invest the balance of the $100K. My $100,000 “bonus” wasn’t any of their business so I didn‘t mention what I was going to do with it. I left their law offices around 2:00, heading straight to the bank. 

J.R.’s was just opening when I pulled into the club‘s parking lot. I sat at the bar, talking with Marcus. He and Fawn had everything working smoothly. I waited till Sarah arrived at 5:00 before leaving the club. I told Fawn I’d stop back in later in the evening.

Arriving home, I quickly checked through the mail before starting dinner. I wasn’t hungry but I knew David would be. He had a bad habit of skipping lunch if he was busy. My cooking wasn’t the best but David enjoyed eating it.

Later, we sat at the diningroom table, eating dinner. David talked about the job his crew was working on. I didn’t know much about electricity, just enough to get hurt with. Listening to David was giving me a good education and insight into his work. I just liked hearing him talk about something enthusiastically. 

We discussed my meeting with Harris and Douglas. David was happy for me, knowing how much I wanted their investment money. I knew David hated the adult movie business but he tolerated my being involved in it. Now that I had their money, he knew I wasn’t about to call it quits anytime soon.




Never Enough Ch. 16



“Don’t forget, we can sign the prenup tomorrow after 2:00pm.” I reminded him.

David responded. “How about we go for the blood tests right after?”

“Ok, then we’ll have to apply for a marriage license.” I stated. “Better take our divorce papers with us in case they need to see them.”  Talking about getting married made us both happy and quite excited. It would be a marriage we both wanted more than anything. For once in my life, I was actually anxious to become a Mrs.

George and Phil stopped by the house shortly after dinner. I invited them in for a drink. The guys settled for cold beer. George handed me six master copies of our first movie. 

“We knew you’d be wanting these.” He said. “We just got them back from the lab in Chicago.”

“They feel like gold!” I exclaimed, running my hand over them. “Just hope CalWest Distributing likes them!”

George, Phil and David sat out on the terrace at the patio table chatting. LA was three hours behind us, just 4:00pm there. I decided to see if I could contact Matt. He wasn’t in so I left a message for him to call me when he got the chance. I briefly mentioned we had our first movie ready for him to view.

I strolled out to the terrace carrying my cell phone. The guys were huddled together looking at a sketch David was drawing. 

“If we put the generator in a sound-proof enclosure, the audio shouldn’t pick up the sound.” David stated. “But you’ll have to air-condition the unit to keep it from overheating and keep as much distance as you can.”

“Whatcha talking about?” I asked, sitting down at the table across from them.

“David’s come up with an idea to allow us to do location shooting where we might not have power.” Phil responded. 

“If you build a studio trailer, you can go anywhere and shoot videos.” David stated. “It’ll make it alot easier to move your equipment, even store it.”

I was a little surprised but very happy David was showing an interest in my work. The guys made numerous suggestions and came up with several ideas on the trailer idea.

“Why don’t you join us tomorrow after we shoot the day’s video for a meeting with everyone?” I suggested to David. “We should be done by 11:00.”

David agreed to attend the meeting. I’d have the whole crew there so we could discuss the idea. It was a hassle moving the equipment and we did need to change locations so the scenes would be fresh. I hadn’t put much thought into outdoor scenes; other than knowing we’d need to try it.

Matt phoned back shortly after George and Phil had left. David and I were just settling down to watch a movie on television. Matt was quite interested in seeing our first finished product. He inquired about copyright ownership. I told him that I wanted to retain all copyrights. It would give me the ability to make “clip” movies as our library grew. I knew that’s why CalWest wanted the copyrights. 

“We are going to have exclusive distributorship for Venture Productions, aren’t we?” Matt asked.

“Depends on what your company’s willing to pay versus the other distributors I’ve contacted.” I responded. “I’ll let the highest bidder get the videos.”

Matt wasn’t pleased that I was going to allow their competitors to see my movies and get a chance to bid on them. I wanted to optimize my profits on each movie so I could satisfy my contract with Harris and Douglas. The quicker I got them satisfied, the better off I’d be!

David went to bed about 10:30. I drove down to the club to see how things were going for myself. I was too excited to be tired or sleepy. I’d wind down at the club. I spent most of the late evening behind the bar, talking with Marcus. Fawn and Sarah were quite busy so I did my best to stay out of their way. Around midnight, I left the club, heading back to the house. 

Thursday morning’s video was a girl-girl scene with Darcy and Shawndra. Shawndra was the black girl I’d made my first ever-lesbian scene with. She’d quit working at the strip club downtown, opting to stay at home and be a full time mother. Shawndra only did lesbian scenes because her husband wouldn’t allow her to work with any of the guys. She was really a cute girl so I was willing to work with her whenever I could.

Darcy had little experience, if any, with another girl. She would just have to follow Shawndra’s lead. The girls performed the scene just like I’d reviewed it with them. Shawndra was the aggressor, playing the part extremely well. I let the two of them take as much time as they wanted. They were both having a good time and it showed on the final cut. Darcy orgasmed several times, not faking any of them. Shawndra was humming almost as loud as the lubricated vibrator sliding in and out of her hot little pussy. We shot their thirty-minute scene with two cameras from various angles.  

I asked everyone to stick around for the morning’s meeting after the girls left. David arrived a little before 11:00 so we went ahead and got started. Jared and Katrina liked the mobile studio idea. With Katrina holding the directional boom mike, Jared doubted we’ pick up any background noise more than forty feet away. 

We could set up the sound equipment and video monitors in the trailer and leave it set up permanently. After hearing everyone’s favorable comments and suggestions, I decided to proceed further with the idea. I was concerned with the end cost as much as I was the convenience of having a mobile studio.

“Why don’t I do some looking around for what we need?” Frank suggested. “See what I can come up with.”

“Don’t forget you’ll need a roof-mounted air conditioning unit to keep all the equipment cooled.” David warned. “It’ll get too hot in there without one.”

The meeting broke up around noon. Frank and Jackie stayed around to discuss the next day’s video. David had to get back to one of the jobsites. We reminded each other about meeting at Audrey McCain’s office later in the afternoon to take care of the prenuptial agreement.

We met later that afternoon at Audrey McCain’s office to get the prenuptial agreement taken care of. Reading over the document and putting our signatures to it, took a matter of minutes. It represented us being one step closer to actually getting married. David and I chatted briefly with Audrey before leaving for the hospital, less than ten blocks away.

After filling out the appropriate forms and waiting for several minutes, we had our blood tests taken. We’d have to wait till Monday to pick up the results. After that, a trip to the court house, to file for a marriage license. We were looking at getting married the following Saturday, one week after Frank and Jackie’s wedding. 

David and I hadn’t really discussed much about the actual wedding. We had agreed to get married at the house by a minister. Jackie was going to be my maid of honor and Brian Honeycutt was going to be David’s best man. Frank and Brian’s girlfriend would be the only guests. David was hesitant about having his parents in attendance. I hadn’t spoken to my parents for almost two years, so they certainly weren’t going to be invited.

I spent the early part of the evening at the club. Thursday’s crowd was our usual mix of “suits” and blue-collar workers. The club was packed, hardly an empty chair anywhere. I could imagine the dollars rolling in by the minute. The girls were busy behind the bar so I helped out till 11:00. Marcus walked me out to my car, holding an umbrella over me to keep the heavy downpour from getting me soaked.

By the time I got home, David had already gone to bed and was sleeping soundly. I was hoping for a little action but I really didn’t want to wake him up to get it. I took a shower and checked my emails before going to bed. I left the balcony doors open so the cool night air and sound of the rain would soothe me to sleep.

I woke up early Friday morning to David’s soft kiss on my lips. He was already dressed for work, so there wasn’t much chance of getting a little morning action. I sauntered down to the kitchen and poured myself a cup of fresh coffee. Lighting up a cigarette, I looked out onto the terrace, watching the rain still coming down. 

I had plenty of time before the day’s shooting session so I logged onto the computer. I wrote Amber a long email, detailing all the latest news. Our frequent emails lessened the many miles between us. Lubbock didn’t seem so far away.

I arrived at the studio at 9:00, parking next to Frank’s Jaguar. Melissa Townsend’s new BMW was parked near the main entrance. I entered the building, hearing Melissa’s laughter inside the office. I refilled my coffee cup, skipping the bagels for another cigarette. I sat down at my desk, listening to the ongoing conversation. Melissa had gotten her divorce decree the day before. Along with acquiring a new boyfriend, she was quite happy.

“What does you new boyfriend think about you making adult movies?” I inquired when I got the chance to speak.

“He’s cool with it!” Melissa exclaimed. “He knows I’m in it for the money more than the sex.”

I nodded my head, acknowledging her statement, even though I knew she was lieing. Melissa was in it strictly for the sex. Money had never been one of her big concerns. 

George and Phil showed up for work, followed by Jared and Katrina shortly thereafter. Jackie led Melissa back to one of the cubicles to get her hair and make-up prepped. Frank and I sat in the office waiting on Carson. 

“You going to have Carson give her a workout like you planned?” Frank asked, grinning.

“No. I’ve changed my mind.” I replied. “I’m not going to extract my revenge like I thought.”

“I’m actually going to caution Carson to be easy with her.” I added. “I don’t want him tearing her pussy apart like he did Darcy’s.”

Carson arrived for the shoot in plenty of time for me to get him off to one side and talk with him.

“I want you to take it easy with this girl.” I said. “You’ll have to lead her but I want her to set the pace. Take your time, we can always use the extra footage.”

Carson and Melissa walked with me onto the set. We’d put together a livingroom scene for the video. I reviewed with them how the scene should play out. I cautioned Melissa not to get in a hurry and not to tense up. I was apprehensive she could handle Carson but I hoped for the best. 

“Cameras ready! Sound ready! Begin!” I spoke into the headset mike. 

Melissa and Carson began kissing passionately. Carson’s strong hands pulled her in close to him. He worked his tongue into Melissa’s mouth, flicking it rapidly in and out. Melissa was enjoying it so I let the two of them go out if for several minutes before calling out “next”.

Carson slipped Melissa’s t-shirt over her head. His lips kissed her breasts not covered by her red lace bra. Melissa’s hands at the back of Carson’s head, pressed his lips hard against them. He worked the zipper down on Melissa’s tight jeans, exposing her red panties. He could barely shove the jeans down her legs. I called “stop” into the mike.

“Melissa, go ahead and take off your jeans and toss them on the floor.” I instructed. “Carson, strip down to your boxers, then get back into position.”

When the two had done as I instructed, I restarted the video.

“Camera ready! Sound ready! Begin!” I spoke into the headset microphone.

Carson unhooked Melissa’s bra and slipped it down her arms. His massive hands cupped and gently massaged her bare breasts. Melissa was moaning constantly. She leaned back against the couch, resting her head. Carson was sucking on her nipples, gently pulling them with his lips. He slipped his hand between her legs, rubbing her already excited pussy. Melissa’s hand was grasping Carson’s shoulders. Her other hand clawed at the fabric of the couch. I called out “next” into the microphone.

Carson ripped Melissa’s panties off, exposing her wet pussy and neatly trimmed pubic hair. Melissa pushed her hand down inside his boxer’s, pulling out Carson’s huge cock. Her eyes widened when she first saw it. One of the cameras caught her facial expression. Carson forced her head down on his cock. Melissa worked her lips and tongue over it. She managed to get the head of his hard cock in her mouth, sucking hard on it. Carson was reacting to her oral stimulations. His hands were barely resting on the back of her head as it bobbed up and down. I let her have her fun before calling out “next”.

Carson pushed Melissa down on the couch, spreading her legs as much as possible. His tongue licked and stabbed at her pussy. Melissa’s body quivered as her first orgasm consumed her. She shrieked till the orgasm subsided. I waited till Melissa caught her breath before calling “next” into the mike.

Carson lubricated, then eased his huge black cock into Melissa’s wet pussy. One of the cameras focused in on the initial penetration and slow entry. It took almost a minute for him to work his massive cock into her. Melissa’s hands were grabbing his butt, pulling him deeper inside her. I was quite surprised that her pussy stretched without causing her alot of pain. Carson fucked her slow and easy, taking care not to hurt her. Melissa’s pussy was gripping his cock so hard I thought he might not be able to hold out for very long.

I called out “next” and the two changed positions. Carson sat on the couch with Melissa straddling him. She was facing him, her breasts right in his face. Carson sucked on her nipples as she lowered herself onto him. She impaled herself without much difficulty. She rocked back and forth with his huge cock all the way inside her. I looked at Jackie, seeing her mouth the word “WOW”. She wasn’t believing what she was seeing either.

After a few minutes, I called out “next”. The last scene would have Melissa kneeling on the couch, facing the back wall while Carson fucked her doggie-style. Melissa’s pussy was gaped open from all the screwing. Carson had no trouble plunging his cock into her pussy. He fucked her slow, gradually increasing his tempo till he was really pumping into her. Melissa had an extraordinary orgasm, screaming out Carson’s name. They fucked for several minutes before he pulled out his cock and positioned himself next to her head. Melissa turned her face towards him just as he shot a massive load of cum on her. He kept stroking his cock till he milked out one more stream of cum. Her face was completely covered with cum. Melissa slowly wiped her face off with her hand. It was one of the best “money shots” we ever captured.

“Stop” I shouted into the headset mike.

Jackie rushed onto the set with a handful of towels, tossing one to Carson. Melissa’s pussy was dripping cum all over the couch. Carson must have gotten off a load inside her before he pulled out. I stood at Melissa’s side, making sure she was alright. Her strength was almost gone but she managed to make it to the shower without any assistance.

Jackie stood in the bathroom while Melissa showered. We didn’t want to take a chance on Melissa needing help and no one being with her. The crews left shortly after getting paid and finishing off the bagels and coffee. I handed Carson his pay envelope, complimenting him on his performance. I made a special point to thank him for being as gentle with Melissa as he could.

Melissa’s strength seemed to spring back after she showered. We sat in the office, talking about making more movies. She was quite eager to make frequent appearances. She would eventually be one of our better actresses. Melissa finally left, stating she was going shopping with her boyfriend.

Jackie had a few last minute preparations to make for the wedding so she left right behind Melissa. Frank mentioned earlier he’d found a dealer south of the city with a large inventory of cargo trailers. I had some free time so we decided to drive down and take a look. 

I didn’t know anything about trailers so I let Frank do all the talking. Only a few had air conditioners mounted on the roof. Frank and I finally decided on a white, twenty-four foot trailer with a ramp type door on the back and one side door. We’d have to come back for it later since I didn’t have anything to pull it with. I thought about calling David to come and get it but I knew he was busy.

I dropped Frank off at Jackie’s home before heading to the club. I still had to get to the bank and run a few errands. Time had gotten away from me! It was 4:00 when I got settled in my office at J.R.’s. I was already tired, and it was just late afternoon. I made a quick call to David to see where he was. He was at his shop on the south side of the city. I mentioned to him about purchasing the trailer.

“Hey, I’ve got time.” He stated. “Why don’t I run down and get it.”

“It can wait till Monday.” I responded. “I’m not in a hurry.”

“It’s not a problem.” He said. “I’m less than ten miles from the dealer.”

Since David seemed eager to go after the trailer, I consented to call the dealer and let him know David was coming. I phoned Frank to see if he would unlock the gates at the studio so David could put it inside the building. Frank was happy to oblige my request. 

David stopped by the club around 7:00. We sat up in the office at the small conference table. David was sketching out ideas on how to set up the trailer. He seemed really engrossed with the project. I’ll have to admit, the finished sketch did look impressive. I was more impressed with David’s enthusiasm and support.

David left for home around 9:30. I stayed until midnight since the club was quite busy. I wasn’t especially tired when I got home so I sat out on the terrace for an hour or so, smoking one cigarette after another.

Saturday was Frank and Jackie’s big day. David and I arrived at the church. Frank was standing near the front of the church just outside the side entrance. I wanted to say something to him but Steven was with him. I didn’t want any confrontation with him, especially not in front of Frank. I stepped into a small room just off the foyer to the church to see how Jackie was doing.

She was nervous but happy. I gave her a hug to calm her down but I don’t think it did much good. Jackie introduced me to her sister who was going to be her maid of honor. You could definitely tell they were sisters. Their facial features closely resembled each other’s like twins.

I avoided any contact with Steven, even eye contact. After the ceremony, we stayed long enough for the small reception. David and I gave them a certificate for a two-day weekend at a resort and spa in the southern part of the state, sort of a mini-honeymoon.

We spent the rest of the afternoon sitting out on the terrace, enjoying the breeze coming off the lake. I had my laptop out, reviewing expenses for Venture Productions. David was working on a quote for a project he was hoping to be the successful bidder on. We left for the club around 6:00 that evening. Marcus and the girls had everything well in hand so we returned home around 10:00. We made love several times throughout the night.

Sunday was our day to spend with the horses. We drove down to Brian’s farm near Shelbyville and saddled up Shadow’s Mistress and Hollywood. We spent the entire day riding over the farm and wooded areas. Thoughts of work and business never crossed our minds. We rode side by side, holding hands and leaning towards each other for an occasional kiss. The more I rode, the more confident and relaxed I became. Hollywood must have sensed it too, responding to my commands. David and I rode until after sunset. 

Monday, we were both back at work. Frank and Jackie were already at the studio when I arrived. We shot two videos, the first with Ryan and Courtney, the second with Paul and Melissa. It was almost 3:00 in the afternoon when we finished up. Everyday, we shot two videos instead of our usual one. We agreed not to shoot any videos on Fridays. Fridays would be our day to regroup and make plans for the next week‘s shooting schedule. It would also give George and Phil more time to get the editing done. 




Never Enough Ch. 16



David and I met at the courthouse downtown after picking up our blood test results. We stood in line with other couples waiting to apply for their marriage licenses. Holding David’s hand firmly, the thought of making the right decision crossed my mind. When I looked into his eyes, I knew it was the right decision.

Matt called from CalWest Distributing late Wednesday afternoon. His company loved our video, offering us good money for it. I wanted to hold out to see what the other distributors might offer but I didn’t want to appear hard to deal with. I graciously accepted Matt’s offer but still refused to sign over my copyrights. Matt was still insistent about being our sole distributor. I wasn’t ready to agree to his terms unless they came up with more money for each video I created. Being our exclusive distributor might possibly limit the marketing of our videos.  

We held Friday morning’s meeting at the studio. Ryan and Paul were at the rear of the building, working on the mobile studio trailer. They were constructing benches and putting in storage cabinets per David’s drawings. 

I was going to make the meeting as brief as possible, knowing Frank and Jackie had other plans. We discussed the next weeks shooting schedule and decided on who was going to appear in each scene. We looked over several manuscripts submitted by freelance writers, picking out a dozen or so we really liked. Now that we had a routine going, making the adult movies would be alot easier.

Saturday morning finally arrived. Neither David or I slept much the night before. I don’t know whether it was nervousness or apprehension, maybe a mixture of both. After showering and fixing my hair and make-up, I slipped on a light robe. David was down in the kitchen pouring our coffee. I lit up a cigarette and stepped out onto the terrace.

“Nervous or just plain scared?” David asked, sitting down next to me.

“Both!” I answered. “And worried!”

“Worried!” David responded. “About what?”

“Just thinking about my past.” I replied. “I don’t want to make the same mistakes again.”

I regretted making the remark. It seemed to put a bit of a damper on the festivities. David looked at me like I was about to back out on the wedding. He noticed my hands shaking a little. We sat on the terrace for over an hour, drinking coffee and not saying much to each other.

“Well, I’m going upstairs and get dressed.” David said, getting up from the patio table. “You coming?”

I put out my cigarette and followed him upstairs to the bedroom. I dressed in a light blue dress with matching high-heels I had dyed to match. David wore his black double-breasted suit. We stood together out on the bedroom balcony, looking out at the lake. David put his arm around my waist, pulling me in close to him.

“It’s not too late to back out, if you want.” He whispered in my ear.

“I’m not about to back out.” I responded, smiling. “I love you too much to let you get away.”

Jackie stood at my side while Brian stood next to David. The minister, a balding, slightly overweight gentleman in his late forties performed the ceremony. Within a matter of minutes, David and I were husband and wife. We kissed softly, our arms holding each other tightly. My feelings of apprehension faded quickly. I was very happy to be married!

David and I cut our wedding cake and toasted each other with punch instead of champagne. Everyone mulled around chatting. David and I held onto each other like a couple of teenagers. Frank and Jackie eventually left along with the minister. Brian and his girlfriend, Carla stayed for awhile, sitting out on the terrace with us. 

“You two coming down tomorrow and ride?” Brian asked. “Or going on a honeymoon?”

“We’ll be down tomorrow.” I responded. “We wouldn’t want to miss our Sunday with the horses.”

The four of us talked about the horses for awhile. Brian finally got the hint; David and I would rather be alone. He and Carla left after giving us each a hug.

David and I spent the rest of the day and into the late evening trying to screw our brains out. Between lovemaking sessions, we’d grab a quick nap, usually waking each other up for more sex. I phoned Fawn at the club around 10:00 to make sure everything was alright.

David smeared some of the icing from our wedding cake on my breasts and pussy. He took his time licking it off, bringing me up slowly till I had a most sensual orgasm. I had some whipped cream in the refrigerator I’d bought for our special occasion. I covered his hard cock and balls with the whipped cream, placing a cherry on top. I licked and sucked on his cock till all that was left was a little bit of topping holding the cherry in place at the tip of his erect cock. I slid my mouth slowly down his cock, then back up capturing the cherry with my tongue. 

“Now for some real cream!” I whispered in David’s ear, leaning over him.

I sucked on his hard cock, my head bobbing up and down furiously. I made loud slurping noises to add to David’s excitement. He responded by shooting his hot, thick load deep into my throat. His hands at the back of my head, forced me down farther on his cock. I eagerly gulped down his love sauce.



Never Enough Ch. 17



Our Sunday ride was much more meaningful. Horseback riding together as husband and wife added to our enjoyment. We stopped in the woods, alongside the stream. David tied the horses to some trees near the bank. He took a blanket from his saddle pack and spread it out on the ground. Both of us wanted to make love but there were too many people out riding to afford us any privacy. The seclusion and quietness was the perfect setting for intimate conversation.

“How does it feel to be Mrs. Thompson?” David whispered in my ear.

“Wonderful!” I responded, smiling. “I couldn’t be happier.”

David held me close in his arms, giving me a gentle squeeze.

“Wouldn’t you just love to have a place like this?” I muttered.

“Yeah, it’s always been a dream of mine.” David responded. “Maybe someday we’ll have a place of our own.”

“You’ve always wanted a horse farm?” I asked. “I didn’t know that.”

“Well, it’s just a dream.” He said. “Doesn’t hurt to dream a little.”

The two of us spent most of the afternoon sitting on the blanket, talking about our future. How long I’d stay in the adult movie business was undeterminable. I knew it was on David’s mind but he never asked. For now, I had his full support and cooperation. I couldn’t ask for anything more. David wanted me to be involved in his electrical company but finding the time would be difficult. I had too many irons in the fire and too many obligations that had to be kept.

I made a blind promise to David that I’d seriously consider getting out of the adult movie business once I’d fulfilled my agreement with James Harris and Colin Douglas. In reality, I knew I’d never quit the business if the money was too good to walk away from. 

Over the next six months, Venture Productions produced thirty full-length movies. We shot numerous outdoor and remote locations using the mobile studio trailer. We’d added several new female and male performers to keep pace with demands from CalWest Distributing. Matt offered me a considerable bonus to let them be our exclusive distributor. The money was too good to turn down so I signed on with them. I still retained all the copyrights. I wasn’t about to let them get away from me.

J.R.’s was still doing great. My investments in the new sound equipment and lighting had paid off. Within another year or two, I hoped to have Jack and Barbara paid off. I spent as much time at the club as necessary. Marcus and Fawn had things well under control. They didn’t need my supervision nearly as much as they had. 

David’s contracting business had almost doubled. He was spending more time at work or out of town on jobsites. We spent more time talking on the phone than in person. Our marriage was still strong but our intimate time together had dwindled. Enjoying sex together was practically non-existent. 

We still had our Sundays together with the horses. I think that’s what kept us together through our busy work schedules. Maybe it was the only thing that kept us together. Neither of us was willing to break that routine.

Frank and I still had our frequent “fishing” trips. Usually Friday mornings, right after the meeting, the two of us would head to the marina. 

Frank and Jackie were happy with their marriage. Jackie seemed to be smiling every time I saw her. 

I felt Frank was trying to distance himself from the movie business. He’d lost his enthusiasm and interests in Venture Productions. I decided to confront him about it during our “fishing” trip. We were sitting out on the boat at our favorite lagoon on the lake.

“How’s things between you and Jackie?” I cautiously asked. “Still happy to be married?”

“Oh yeah. Our marriage is great!” Frank exclaimed. “We couldn’t be happier!”

I handed Frank a tube of sunscreen so he could rub some on my back and legs while I lay out in the sun.

“I get the feeling you’ve lost interest in our video production company.” I said. “Is there anything wrong?”

“It’s just all the sex.” He responded. “Shooting two scenes four times a week is getting to me. I just wish it would all come to a quick end!”

“If you don’t want to work with us, you don’t have to.” I stated. “I don’t want you to feel obligated.”

“I’m only obligated to Jackie and you.” He snapped. “I could care less about the fucking movie business.”

“How’s Dave feel about you still so involved in the business?” He inquired. “Does he ever say?”

“We hardly get anytime to talk, except for Sundays.” I replied. “Even then, we avoid discussing business.”

“David knows I’ve got obligations to meet.” I added.

“Maybe you should consider your obligations to Dave.” Frank stated. “Get out of everything, including the strip club.”

“And do what?” I asked. “Sit around and do nothing all day.”

“No! Spend more time with him for one thing.” He responded. “Don’t let distance between the two of you, destroy your marriage.”

Frank gave me a hard slap on the butt. It stung for a few seconds.

“Hey! What the hell was that for?” I shouted.

“For not paying attention! For not listening to my advice!” Frank exclaimed. “I’m the closest thing you’ve got to a father. You better head my warnings!”

I didn’t argue any further with him. I knew it would be useless. Frank was as bullheaded as I was. No sense in butting heads. We spent the rest of the day fishing, trying to avoid any unnecessary conversation.

I didn’t head Frank’s warnings. During the next six months, I spent more time than ever churning out adult videos. Shooting sessions started mid-morning and often lasted till early evening. After the sessions, I often spent much of the evening at the club.

I managed to fulfill my agreement Harris and Douglas in just over ten months. They’d doubled their money like I promised. I was as relieved as I was happy. The three of us met several times discussing another business proposition but we were having trouble coming to terms. We were all just being greedy!

David’s business had expanded and work was steadily increasing. He was spending more time than ever at work. We rarely had the opportunity to spend more than a couple of hours with each other during the evenings. 

We managed to keep our Sunday routine, riding the horses. Sundays were our day to be together with no outside interruptions. It was “our day” as we always referred to it.

It was on a late Sunday evening that David really surprised me. We’d just stepped out of the bathroom after showering together. I slipped on a little white teddy, one that David liked to see me wearing. David put on a pair of black briefs, looking sexy as ever!

We stretched out on the bed snuggling close together. We began kissing softly, yet passionately. David’s left hand was gently massaging my breast, teasing the nipple. My right hand was lightly brushing up and down his arm.

“Brian and I are flying out to Denver tomorrow evening.” David suddenly stated.

He was grinning so I took it as a joke.

“We’re driving down to Canon City to look at some property.” He added. 

“Are you serious?” I asked. “What kind of property?”

“Ranch property, great for horses.” David responded. “Brian and I found it on the internet, one of those real estate websites.”

David went on to tell me about what he’d read about the land. He seemed to get more and more excited as he talked. It was 160 acres of gently rolling pasture in the Rocky Mountains. Just land and trees, no house. Canon City was a small town on the Arkansas River with a population of only 25000, minute compared to Indianapolis. Pueblo, Colorado’s state capital was just 45 miles to the east. Royal Gorge, a popular tourist attraction, was just a few miles west of Canon City.

“You really are serious about buying the property, aren’t you?” I asked, concerned. 

“Yeah. I’d like to buy it for us.” He muttered. “A place where we can get away to.”

“I can use my contracting business for collateral on a loan.” He added. “I can borrow enough to buy the land and build a house and barns.”

“Why borrow from some bank when we’ve got plenty of ready cash available?” I questioned. “I don’t think it’s a good idea to borrow against the equity of your business.

David and I discussed the pros and cons of borrowing the money. Buying the land was his idea and his dream so I felt it best to let him do things his way. I didn’t want our discussion to escalate into an argument.

We went back to our lovemaking. David fondled my breasts, sucking hard on my nipples till I was begging him to fuck me. My pussy was wet, my juices really flowing. David took his time, making me wait. His lips manipulated my pussy till I had an incredible orgasm. He knew just where my pussy was the most sensitive, tenderly sucking on my clit. My body continued to quiver even as his beautiful cock made its penetration deep inside me. 

David slowly pistoned his cock in and out of my pussy. Long deep strokes, slowly at first, then harder and faster. I had two wonderful orgasms, one right after the other. David’s cock exploded inside my wanton pussy, flooding me with his hot cum. We humped so hard against each other, my butt was up off the bed, trying to milk his hard cock dry. We collapsed into each other’s arms, holding each other till we drifted off to sleep.

Monday morning I was right back to work as usual, making more adult videos. It was a little hard to concentrate with so many things on my mind. David’s interest in the ranch property in Colorado was among them. Debating whether to get involved with another investment agreement with James Harris and Colin Douglas topped the list.

I was concerned about Frank and Jackie. Frank was growing more distant than ever from me. He usually left the studio or location right after we had our daily meeting. Jackie was always by my side but I could see her interests waning also. I wasn’t sure she would stay with me for another year. Monday, between shooting sessions, I had an opportunity to talk with her in the office.

“Harris and Douglas are wanting to renew their investment.” I stated. “They’re willing to give me a $200,000 bonus if I’ll guarantee them double their money back.”

“Don’t! Don’t do it!” Jackie exclaimed. “You’ll be on your own if you do.”

“What do you mean, on my own?” I asked, surprised.

“I’m quitting. Getting out.” She responded. “I’ve had enough. I’ve been in the adult movie business so long, I feel numb.”

“You get out too!” She added. “Quit now and walk away.”

Jackie’s statements had my mind made up for me. Without Jackie, I would never last. She was my biggest supporter, always there for me. Taking out my cell phone, I made the call to James Harris informing him, there would be no investment deal. He was greatly disappointed but he understood my situation. 

We had one more video to shoot the next morning to complete our last movie. It was a foursome scene with Ryan, Melissa, Paul and Courtney. We shot the video without any problems. Everything went smoothly right to the very end. When I said “stop” into the headset microphone it was like the end of a career. I stood there looking into the monitors till the cameras were shut off. The screens went blank. I took off the headset and set it down on the table.

“We need to gather the crew together and let them know the news.” Jackie stated. “You want to do it now or another time?”

“Let’s do it now and get it over with.” I responded. “Catch the guys and girls too.”

Jackie and I stood outside the office. Frank stood next to me with his arm around my shoulder. Everyone gathered around us. I didn’t have anything prepared, no statement ready to read. I started by explaining my situation. I didn’t mention anything about Jackie’s wanting to quit. I could see the look of disappointment slowly appearing on everyone’s face. I thanked everyone for their past work before handing out their pay envelopes. 

I asked George and Phil to stay after everyone else left. Frank and Jackie joined us for a meeting to discuss compiling as many “clip” videos as we could. We had an extensive movie library, with seventy-five full-length movies, over three-hundred individual scenes. We’d catalogued every movie and scene by type, actor and actress. The possibilities for clip videos seemed endless. George and Phil would start to work on them as soon as possible.    

“Why don’t we all go out for a late lunch?” Frank suggested. 

“Thanks but I think I’m going home for awhile.” I responded. “I didn’t sleep very good last night with David gone.”

“How about we go fishing tomorrow morning?” Frank asked, smiling. “Been awhile since we’ve been out.”

“Pick me up around 9:00.” I simply replied, forcing a smile. “I’ll pack us a nice lunch.”

We checked the studio before locking it down. Frank locked the gates behind me as I drove out. I casually drove home, not being in a rush. The house would be empty when I got there. I wished David were close enough to be with me. I anxiously awaited his call from Colorado, just to hear his voice.

Arriving home, I stretched out across the bed. The breeze coming through the French doors was much better than the air conditioning. I napped till almost 4:00 in the afternoon. I checked my cell phone to see if I’d missed David’s call but no calls had been received. I took a shower and got dressed to go down to the club. I didn’t want to sit at home alone.

Tuesday night was slow. Sarah was off this evening, just Fawn working behind the bar. Marcus and I sat up in the office, just chatting about anything that came to mind. I told him about closing down Venture Productions. 

“I’m glad you got out.” He stated. “I always hated you doing that. Bad enough you parading around in your underwear behind the bar.”

“I didn’t think you ever noticed me!” I kidded him.

“Oh I noticed you!” Marcus quipped, grinning. “Had my eye on you all the time!”

David phoned about 6:30. He and Brian had been out at the property all day and were just getting back in to their motel. His words were coming a mile-a-minute. His excitement most evident. I let him ramble on till I could get a word in edgewise.

“So did you buy it?” I asked.

“No. I really wish you were here to see it with me.” He responded. “I took a whole bunch of pictures with the digital. Can’t wait till you see them.”

“Is it worth the money they’re asking?” I inquired.

“Yes and more!” He exclaimed. “I hate to leave here but I can’t wait to get back to you.”

“Well, why don’t you buy it?” I replied. “I can transfer a deposit to the realtor if you want.”

David’s excitement about the ranch property had grown more since he’d actually seen and walked on it. I didn’t want to see him lose the opportunity to purchase the land if it was what he wanted. After a little coaxing I got him to agree to make the purchase. He gave me the phone number of the realtor so I could make arrangements to transfer enough funds to make a deposit. 

We got so caught up talking about the property I almost forgot to tell him about my quick decision to close Venture Productions. 

“You’re kidding! Right!” He responded.

“No, I’m through shooting anymore movies.” I replied. “George and Phil are going to work up as many clip videos as they can. That’s all.”

David’s voice sounded choked as we continued our brief conversation. He was more than just happy hearing the news. He made a valiant effort to try and hide his true emotions. I think he was relieved as much as he was happy. 

Wednesday morning I was waiting at the end of the dock for Frank to show up. I could hear the rumble of the boat’s engine coming down the lake. Frank idled up to the dock, holding onto it while I put everything onboard. I had on a black, wet-look bikini. It provided just enough coverage to keep me from getting arrested!

“Damn, you look hot this morning!” Frank exclaimed. “And I mean that purely as a compliment!”

Frank pushed the boat away from the dock as I backed it away slowly. Frank took his usual seat next to me. I headed farther down the lake, cruising along at about 30mph. I throttled the boat up to about 45 for a short period of time. The engines rumble vibrated back through my hands at the controls. I just gripped them tighter. We pulled up in one of Frank’s favorite fishing spots. I tossed over the anchor and tied it securely to one of the cleats.

Frank didn’t bother putting out any fishing lines. He just wanted to talk, like we used to. I stretched out on the front deck of the boat. Frank rubbed sunblock over my back and legs. I felt a hard, stinging slap across my butt.

“Hey! Now what the hell was that one for?” I shouted.

“For taking so damn long to listen to me!” He exclaimed in reply. “That’s the last time you get spanked.”

We talked about Jackie. I was concerned about her sudden remark to quit. Frank informed me Jackie had wanted to quit six months ago but she didn’t want to leave me hanging with the huge investment to pay back. When I told her about renewing the investment with Harris and Douglas, she felt it best to talk me out of it. I felt bad that I’d pushed her so far.

I told Frank about David buying the property in Colorado. He was thrilled at the news.

“So this means you’ll be moving soon.” He responded. “What about the nightclub?”

“I doubt we’ll be moving out there soon.” I replied. “I’ve still got the club to run and David’s got his contracting business.” 

“You ever been to Colorado?” Frank asked. “The Rocky Mountains are very majestic!”

“Nope, never been farther west than Kansas City.” I answered. 

“It’ll be awhile before I ever get to see it.” I added. 

Frank dropped me off at the house around 1:00pm. I phoned the realtor in Colorado to secure the deposit on the ranch. David just happened to be in the realtor’s office so I got to talk with him briefly. David’s excitement was still prevalent in his voice. He was ecstatic about making the purchase.

I spent most of the evening at the club chatting with the customers and some of the dancers. It was after midnight before I headed back to the house. I wasn’t sleepy so I decided to drop Amber a long email to fill her in on all the latest news. It was almost 3:00am before I finally slipped into bed.

David and Brian got back from Colorado late Thursday afternoon. After making a brief stop at his office, David headed for home, anxious to show me the pictures of the ranch. I was just preparing to leave for the club when he pulled in the driveway. After a few passionate kisses in the drive, I told David I’d be back later in the evening. He was going to download the digital camera chips onto the computer and get them ready for me to see when I returned.

We were very busy at the club Thursday night. It was after 10:00 before I could get away. I figured David would already be in bed by the time I got home but he wasn’t. He was still too wound up to sleep. We sat in front of the computer reviewing each of the pictures David had taken. Along with pictures of the land, he’d taken pictures of Canon City and the Rocky Mountains in the background. It was all quite beautiful. I could see why David had been so enthusiastic about purchasing the property. 

We looked over the pictures several times before heading for bed. David was a little restless so I thought I’d give him a little “seduction sedation”. I slid his briefs down his legs, tossing them on the floor next to the bed. David’s cock was ready for the attention it was about to get.

Lightly grasping his hard cock near the base, I licked the mushroom shaped head slowly, swirling my tongue around it. After lubricating the head of his cock with my saliva, I slipped my mouth slowly down over the shaft. Flicking my tongue back and forth along the sides of David’s cock, I felt it starting to throb. My tongue continued to tease him, making him tense up. I massaged his balls gently with my hand. Within minutes I could feel him about to cum. I pumped my mouth up and down on his cock, my lips gripping his rigid shaft. David’s butt lifted slightly off the bed as his cock spewed his thick load into my mouth. I barely had time to swallow before his second load erupted. I took a quick gasp for air. David’s cum dripped from my lips onto his legs. I licked him cleaned before curling up in his arms. Within minutes, he’d drifted off to a sound sleep.  




Never Enough Ch. 17



Friday morning I headed for the studio after David left for work. There was still alot of planning to do. I had all the equipment to liquidate. I didn’t need the mobile studio any longer. Most of the furniture we’d rented so that wouldn’t be a problem to return. The office furniture I wanted to keep. Then there was all the clothing. Maybe I’d have a garage sale!

My first call was to the furniture rental store. I made arrangements for them to pick everything up the following Monday. The digital camera and sound equipment was too high tech for the average person. I’d have to find someone who was producing commercials or videos on a professional level. 

I took an inventory of the beer we had stored at the rear of the building so I could see how much I could transfer to the club. With everything out of the building, I wouldn’t need to renew the lease. I left the studio around 11:00 heading towards the club. Traffic was flowing right along, no construction zones to drive through.

As I neared the club on Pendleton Pike, I noticed flashing yellow lights. It was some sort of construction crew with a machine digging a trench across the side street next to the club. 

“Great, just what I need for a Friday!” I thought. 

After wading through traffic, I managed to pull into the parking lot, thanks to a courteous driver who let me turn in front of him. Squeezing between two delivery trucks, I parked next to Marcus’s car. The deliverymen spoke as I passed by them. 

Marcus was behind the bar, filling up the coolers. He leaned across the bar as I approached him.

“Notice all that construction going on out front?” He asked. “Looks like they’re putting in some kind of cable or something.”

“Yeah. I had a little trouble getting in off the street.” I responded. “Hope they don’t block off the main entrance. That’s all we need.”

The nightclub was quiet, a good time to catch up on some paperwork. I proceeded up the winding stairs to the office. I had a stack of mail to sort through, mostly bills. I phoned David on his cell phone before starting. He was across town on the west side at a warehouse project. David informed me he’d stop by the club after he closed up his shop. It would be 6:00 or later by the time he got here.

After writing several checks to cover the bills, I walked outside to see how the digging was coming along. The machine was still digging at a slow pace. They’d made it across the street and were right in front of the club. There were several utility trucks parked on the street, including telephone and cable tv trucks. Traffic was backed up for several blocks. This wasn’t good for business, not on a Friday night anyway.

I walked back into the club. Marcus was cleaning up the storeroom.

“I’m going to the post office and then the bank.” I stated. “I need to make a deposit and pick up some small bills. I’ll be back in a little while.”

“Better take the back way out.” He suggested. “You’ll never get out on Pendleton.”

I grabbed my purse and the outgoing mail. Traffic was at a standstill so I did as Marcus suggested and took to the narrow back streets to wind my way out. The long line at the bank held me up for quite awhile. It was the first of the month, alot of elderly people getting their social security checks cashed. My feet were killing me. The new high-heels were a little too tight.

After getting the deposit made, I headed back to my car with a pouch full of small bills to make change. I took to the back streets again, heading back to the club. It was just after 2:00, plenty of time before opening.

I drove onto the lot, seeing Fawn exiting her white Escalade SUV. She waited for me to pull in next to her.

“I liked to never made it!” She exclaimed. “I had to cut across through the shopping center.”

“I know.” I responded. “They’re doing some kind of cable thing below the street. Hope they don‘t block off the entrance.”

Marcus had propped both service doors open. He picked up two big bags of trash, carrying them out to the dumpster behind us.

I heard a loud pop and then lots of yelling and screaming, followed by a horrendous explosion. The ground shook both Fawn and I off our feet. I was looking up at the sky. Roofing and wood was showering down on us. Marcus fell on top of me, pinned down by the heavy steel service doors. He was bleeding profusely from his face and head. My face was turned to the side. I witnessed several pieces of debris hit fawn, almost covering her up. I cried out in pain and horror. My legs and arms hurt so bad I couldn’t stand the pain. I couldn’t move with Marcus lying on top of me.

I was gasping for breath but even that hurt. I heard another explosion, as big as the first, just before I lost consciousness.  

When I came to, I didn’t know where I was. I could only see out of my left eye. Everything was bleary. I couldn’t move either of my arms or legs. Warm air was blowing in my nose and down into my throat. I panicked and tried to scream but nothing came out. I tried hard to lift my left arm but could only raise it a little. I saw tubes and needles jabbed into it. I cried out in pain.

“Get the nurse! Get the nurse!” I heard a female voice shout.

I heard footsteps rushing away. I could barely make out Jackie’s face hovering over me. Tears were streaming down her face, falling on the sheet covering me.

“You’re going to be alright.” She tried to say, calming me. “David went to get a nurse.”

I tried to speak but my mouth and throat were parched. Jackie squeezed my hand gently. I held onto it for dear life. She couldn’t stop crying and shaking. Her face was right on top of my chest. I barely remember seeing David come into the room with the nurse before I lapsed back into unconsciousness.  

I woke up sometime later with a terrible headache. I could still barely see. My left eye was still fuzzy and my right eye was just a slit of light. I moved my head slightly, seeing David and Frank standing at the windows. 

“Hey!” I mumbled.

The two came rushing to the bed. David leaned over me, his hands holding my head. He leaned down and kissed me softly on the lips. His tears ran down onto my face. He wiped them off with his fingers but he couldn’t stop crying. I was still feeling pain, a constant, dull pain in my left arm and leg. My right arm was in a cast up to my shoulder.  

Frank took my left hand in his. I squeezed it as hard as I could. He forced a smile to his face but it was difficult for him.

“You’re going to be alright.” He muttered. “Just banged up a little.”

His words weren’t very convincing. I couldn’t tell if he was lieing or not. I felt the bed suddenly shake. David’s body fell limp across me. Frank rushed around the bed and drug him over to a chair by the windows. A nurse came in to attend to him. I watched her put something under his nose, telling him to breath in slowly.

Two more nurses came into the room. They asked Frank to step out but he refused.

“I’m her father! I’m not about to leave!” He exclaimed. 

The nurses pulled the sheets back. I glanced down seeing both my legs were still there but one was in a cast from the knee down. I wiggled my toes, just to make sure they worked. The nurses took care of my needs and changed my gown. Frank was leaning over David. David’s face was white as snow, completely colorless. He was breathing hard.

Frank pulled David’s chair up to the side of the bed. He put his hands through the safety railing, holding onto my cast. I looked up at Frank, just as Jackie came into the room.

“What happened? I asked. “Where’s Marcus…………where’s Fawn?”

“Marcus is down on the next floor.” Frank replied. “He’s got some severe head injuries but he’ll pull through.”

“Fawn. What about Fawn?” I muttered.

“She’s in intensive care.” Jackie stated. “They won’t let me see her.”

I started crying and couldn’t stop. The tears flowed down my face, soaking the pillow. I gripped Frank’s hand harder till he had to pry my fingers off. 

“Amber’s on her way from Texas.” Jackie said. “She called me as soon as she saw the news reports.”

“News reports?” I asked.

“Yeah. It’s been on the national news all day long.” Jackie responded.

“What happened?” I inquired. “I want to see the tv.”

“NO! No tv!” David exclaimed. “I don’t want to see anymore of it.”

“The construction crew stuck a natural gas valve below the street.” Frank stated. “There were several explosions.”

“I only remember hearing two explosions.” I said. “How bad’s the club?”

Frank hesitated before replying, looking at Jackie by his side. 

“You don’t need to worry about the club.” He replied. “You need to get back on your feet so we can get you home.”

“Frank, how bad’s the club?” I repeated the question. “I want to know.”

“The club and the three houses south are gone.” He barely spoke. “They were still putting out several fires this morning. The strip mall‘s all closed down.”

“The club’s gone!” I cried out. “No! It can‘t be!”

I closed my eyes trying to let the terrible news sink in. It was difficult to think of something being destroyed. The club had been built in the mid-60’s. After changing hands several times, Jack and Barbara had purchased the club in the early 90’s. Now it was gone!  

Late Saturday night, I managed to convince the nurses to let me raise the head of the bed. David fed me some Jello and fresh fruit. I was constantly drinking water. I couldn’t drink enough of it. I finally coaxed everyone into going home and getting some sleep. 

After everyone had left, I got one of the nursing assistants to turn the tv on for me. The 11:00 news was just coming on. The explosion and fires were the leading story. They showed a videotape taken from the news helicopter. I couldn’t see it very well, but I could hear the news anchor talking about the number of people killed and injured. Several people were still missing and unaccounted for. It was difficult listening to much more of the newscast. A nurse came into the room and gave me a pill to help me sleep. 

It was early Sunday morning when I woke up, barely sunrise. I could barely see someone sleeping in one of the chairs by the window. Her short blonde hair told me it could only be one person, Amber. I tapped my fingers on the safety railing to wake her up. She approached the side of the bed, holding onto the safety railing. She started to say something.

“Put the railing down and get in bed with me.” I said.

Amber worked with the railing till she got it to lowered. She climbed on the bed, putting her arms around me. I put my arm with the cast around her, holding her close. We didn’t need to say anything to each other. We just needed to be held.

David came into my room shortly after 8:00am. Amber was sound asleep. I motioned for him not to wake her. We talked just above a whisper. 

“How soon can I go home?” I asked. “I don’t want to stay here.”

“The doctors told me Tuesday morning if the tests don’t show anything.” He replied.

“Tests, what tests?” I inquired. 

“They want to do some scans, x-rays and tests tomorrow morning.” David responded. “I’ll be here with you through the whole thing.”

Amber eventually woke up. David escorted her down the cafeteria to get something to eat. Frank stopped by for awhile. He brought me a Sunday paper to read. I didn’t have my glasses so Frank read me the comic section and a little bit about the explosion after I asked him to. Jackie came in a short time later.

“Just left Marcus’s room.” She said. “He’s going to be alright. They say maybe he’ll get to go home in another week.”

“What about Fawn?” I asked.

“Fawn’s out of intensive care.” Jackie responded, smiling. “She’s got a long road till she recovers.”

“She may be confined to a wheelchair.” She added. “They’re not sure yet. At least she‘s alive.”

I managed to fight back most of the tears but it was difficult. Fawn was too young to be confined to a wheelchair. 

Frank and Jackie stayed for awhile. Frank helped me eat some breakfast before they left. At least, he didn’t spank me or give me hell!

David and Amber came back up to the room. Amber and I talked about the good and bad times we’d shared. I knew she and her boyfriend had split up after living together for just a few months. Amber was still working in a doctor’s office as a medical records clerk in Lubbock.  “Why don’t you stay out at the house while you’re here?” I asked her. “Beats staying at a hotel.”

Amber accepted my offer. She and David left late in the afternoon so I could get some rest. I was really tired and wasn’t feeling all that well. I must have fallen to sleep right away. 

Monday morning. The nurses came into my room early to get me unhooked from all the tubes and monitors. One of the staff doctors checked me out before letting them put me in a wheelchair. David rolled me around the hospital going from one lab to another. Scans, x-rays, tests, then more scans. It seemed to never end. By the middle of the afternoon, I was so worn out I could hardly keep my head up. David and Amber helped get me back in bed. I was really weak. 

I was able to eat some food but it didn’t taste all that good. One of the nurses told me it was because of all the drugs they’d given me. It would wear off within a day or two. David and Amber stayed through the evening with me. I kept dozing off so I wasn’t much company. They left when the nurse told them visiting hours were over. Amber was flying back to Lubbock in the morning. I hated to see her leave but she seemed anxious to get back home.   

David and Amber showed up early Tuesday morning with some clothes for me to wear home.

“Thought you were going to fly home this morning?” I asked, happy to see her.

“Nah, I changed my mind.” She responded. “Thought I’d hang around for awhile. Make sure you get back on your feet.”

I was glad Amber had changed her mind. I wondered if there might be another reason for her staying. It took awhile for them to help me get dressed. Amber had brought me a skirt and sleeveless blouse so I wouldn’t have to fight the casts on my arm and leg through clothing. I sat in a wheelchair while David got all the paperwork signed so I could get released. I was eager to get out of the hospital and get back home.

Frank was waiting for us at the hospital entrance. I sat in the backseat, leaning up against David. He held me in his arms to keep me sitting upright. Jackie was at the house when we got there. She rolled a wheelchair up to the side of the car. David had to help me into it since I could barely stand on my one good leg. Amber rolled me through the house and out onto the terrace. I was dying for a cigarette. Reluctantly, David brought me out a pack. 

“I need to check in at work, make sure things are going alright.” David stated. “Jackie and Amber are going to stay with you. You can call me on my cell phone if you need me.” 

“Ok. I’ll be alright.” I responded. “I’ll see you later on this evening.”

“Try and get some rest.” He suggested.

We kissed “good-bye” before he left. I was already starting to feel better. My mind was clearing up so I could think about what I was going to do next. The warm breeze coming off the lake had a clean, fresh smell. It was reviving. 

“Wonder what happened to my car?” I said. “I had my attaché in the trunk.”

“The cops retrieved your purse and money pouch.” Jackie responded. “Frank got your attaché and laptop out of the trunk before they towed the cars off.”  “Be awhile before you’re driving again anyway.” She added, nodding her head towards the cast on my leg.

“I’ve still got stuff to do at the studio.” I stated. “I’ve got to get everything cleared out. The lease has already run out.”

“Let Frank and I take care of that.” Jackie responded. “Just let us know what you want us to do.”

I told Jackie what I had in mind to do with everything at the studio. I was starting to feel better being able to do something besides lay in bed. Jackie, Amber and I sat around the patio table, making plans and discussing ideas. Amber volunteered to do the running around for me. Jackie would help me with all the insurance and legal stuff I’d have to go through. Jackie brought me my laptop so we could start making a list of things we needed to get accomplished. Typing one-handed was a bit tricky.

By late afternoon, I was really getting tired. I stretched out on the couch in the livingroom and took a long nap. The next thing I remember was David waking me up for dinner. I wasn’t all that hungry but I did eat pretty well. David’s cooking was alot better than hospital food. Amber and David cleaned up the kitchen while I watched the evening news.

They showed several aerial and ground views of clean-up at the site of the explosion. The whole scene was unrecognizable compared to the last time I saw it. Traffic was still limited on Pendleton Pike. Sheriff’s deputies were still directing traffic through the area. I lost my desire to see it for myself but I knew I eventually would. It was inevitable.

Carl Reynolds stopped by later that evening to see how I was getting along. Amber was hesitant about letting him in but I wanted to see him. The two of us sat in the office just off the foyer away from David and Amber. Frank drank a beer while I sipped on some iced tea.

“Thought you disappeared off the face of the earth.” I kidded him.

“No, not quite.” He responded. “I’m living down in Florida, near Palm Beach.”

“Don’t tell me you flew back just to see me.” I quipped.

“Actually I did.” Frank said, looking away from me. “I had to see you. Make sure you were alright.”

I was surprised at his remark but I actually felt he meant it. We talked about Venture Productions and my decision to close it down. Frank wrote down a list of people who might be interested in purchasing the camera and sound equipment. We talked about the times we’d argued and fought. We also reminisced about the times we enjoyed with each other and the movies we’d made. Before he left, he gave me his cell phone number and email address so we could stay in contact with each other. I was glad he’d come to see me. I think making up with each other, comforted both of us.

The next morning after washing off, I decided to put on a bikini instead of getting dressed. Amber rolled me out onto the terrace where I could enjoy the warm morning sun. Frank and Jackie stopped by on their way to the studio. I called the furniture rental store to reschedule having the furniture picked up. 

Over the next couple of weeks, we got deluged with calls from insurance companies wanting to settle our claims. Frank helped me through the process. A month later the claim checks started arriving. I wrote Jack and Barbara a check to pay off the balance owed on the nightclub.

Amber flew back to Lubbock. I kept thinking in the back of my mind that she might decide to stay. She and Chris had been seeing each but they couldn’t work out their differences. Having great sex wasn’t the deciding factor!

Frank drove me into town to visit with Marcus every Friday morning. Marcus and I would sit out on his front porch, sipping iced tea or lemonade. He always held my hand while we talked. We often discussed his working at J.R.’s since the earl 90’s. Marcus was the very first employee Jack and Barb hired. Still experiencing severe headaches and frequent back pains from his injuries, he‘d decided to retire. Marcus was 57 even though he didn’t look much older than 45.

I didn’t get to see Fawn until she got home from the rehab center. Although she looked good, she wasn’t the same Fawn I remembered. She was able to walk some with the aid of a cane but she was fighting bouts of depression. She seemed quite listless and withdrawn. Memories of the explosion had drastically altered her life. 

David and I closed on the ranch property just outside Canon City, Colorado. I convinced David to pay for the ranch instead of borrowing the money against his contracting business. I still hadn’t seen anything but photographs of the property but I knew it was what we both wanted. 




Never Enough Ch. 17



After six weeks, I went back to the hospital to get both casts removed. I was still hobbling around a little but at least I was walking on my own. No more cruising around in a wheel chair and typing one-handed! 

George and Phil finally got the “clip” videos compiled. CalWest made us a generous offer for the entire package. I didn’t even try to negotiate, readily accepting their first offer. 

We managed to sell the camera and sound equipment over the internet to a small video production company in St. Louis.

I found myself with alot of free time on my hands. When Frank and I didn’t go “fishing” I went to work with David just to get out of the house. I was picking up on things, learning the business as well as some of the technical aspects. It felt great working side by side with my husband. 

We rode the horses every Sunday unless it rained. Even then, the two of us would go down to the stables just to spend time with Shadow’s Mistress and Hollywood. Being with them made us think more and more about the ranch. With David’s business expanding and work being plentiful, it would be a few years before we’d finally realize our dream in Colorado.