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Just Business Ch. 01

By: hurricane64



"Jim? How's your sex life?" 

The question came like a shot, a bolt out of the azure blue. I almost swerved over into the fast lane, but kept it steady.

It was early on a Monday in September. The black sedan I piloted made its way up I-95 North through the Virginia woods, maybe an hour south of Richmond, headed towards DC. Charlene occupied the bucket seat beside me. She had been my office partner, as Sales Director, for the last three years. In my role as Business Operations Director, we had had several occasions over her tenure to travel together to various locales. None of these sites or situations lent themselves to pleasure or romance; it was all business getting there, spending time there, and leaving. It wasn't as if I thought there should ever be an opportunity for any hanky-panky or anything like that; Charlene had been married 12 years, and me for 18, although my 18 years were hardly the model of marital bliss. Nevertheless, I never seriously considered pursuing anything more than a personal or friendly relationship with Charlene. I had no reason to; she had never been anything less than a professional young woman, and I'd taken great care not to ogle or make any off-color remarks when I was with her. I did find her gorgeous to the extreme; a blue-eyed blonde who always ended up with the great football player in college. She had a way of wearing these skirts, showing off a terrific pair of legs. But hey—if you're going anywhere in business, you'd better learn to work with pretty women without constantly wondering what they are like in bed.

We had become good friends, not seeing one another away from work but finding ourselves able to converse on the road and share some great ideas, both work and non-work-related. But when she asked, for the first time, how my sex life was, I felt a shock.

"Jim? Cat got your tongue?"

"Huh? Oh, no, I'm good. Just didn't quite expect that."

She gave a wry smile and answered, "I'm sure you didn't. Really, though, how is it?"

"Well, OK, I suppose," I said, with my heart suddenly beginning to race a bit.

"Just OK?" She pressed, tilting her head forward and gazing at me. One thing was sure: she was a woman who had the most understated way of getting anything she wanted, whether it be a business concession, a sale, or answers. I knew better than to think that she was coming on to me, but I did begin to wonder.

I glanced back over at her for a second, and then my eyes went back to the road. "To be honest, Charlene, it could use some improvement," I said as my mouth began to feel a little dry.

"Improvement" was a term that I used quite loosely. "Complete overhaul" would have fit better.

"I see," said Charlene. We continued down the road, neither of us speaking. Eventually Charlene began again.

"Jim? I've got a problem."

"Mind if I ask about it?"

"I was hoping you would.

She continued, "Don and I don't have sex any more. We haven't had it since last spring. If I didn't know better, I'd think he was fooling around on me, but I do know better. I brought our lack of fun in the bed up to him several times, but he always seemed to not be interested, or to be too busy."

I thought to myself, Wow, that is just too much of a waste. I'd had no idea that her lack of sex at home could have been possible; I couldn't imagine any man not being able to make love to this woman every chance he got.

To be sure, I felt a little funny at having this discussion with my business partner, a lovely woman indeed. But she needed to talk, and I figured she probably didn't have many people she could turn to.

"I had him followed not long ago. No dice. I came up nothing except info that he was being totally faithful to me, and a big case of guilt for suspecting him.

"Anyway," she went on, "I'd been thinking about having an affair, to get back at Don, because I was so SURE he was fooling around. I was going to ask the guy, to see if he was up to it. Then I got the results back from the PI and I knew there was no way I was going to be able to do it. I just couldn't."

"It's good to have peace of mind, Charlene. Especially when it comes to suspicions of a cheating spouse."

"I know."

Another pause.

"Jim?"

"Yes, Charlene?"

She put her hand on my leg and looked at me. Once again, I looked over at her just long enough to be penetrated by her stunning blue eyes and reluctantly returned to the interstate.

"You were the guy I was going to ask."

Involuntarily, I swerved to the other lane, and then back over. I gathered myself up quickly, but any semblance of cover I'd had over my growing excitement was gone.

"Jim? You OK?"

"Oh, hell yes, I'm fine," I hoarsely replied, my throat dry.

"Oh my God," said Charlene, a small look of horror on her face. "I shouldn't have said anything. She removed her hand, placed it in her lap, and then looked out the passenger window.

"Oh, Charlene, please. There's nothing to be embarrassed about, if that's what you're feeling. Honestly."

She continued to stare out the window. Just as she had done seconds ago, I placed my hand on her thigh, near the knee.

"It's OK, Charlene. I understand." Although I'd never previously considered anything extramarital with Charlene, now the possibility struck me like white-hot lightning. I did understand what she was feeling. In every way.

She looked back over at me. "Do you?"

"I do."

"Oh Jim, thanks. I'm glad."

"No, Charlene, listen," I said. "I really, really, understand."

We looked deep into each other eyes for a moment, and then quickly turned away. She was back to looking at the trees, I was back to looking at I-95.

"I want some sex, Jim. I NEED some sex. I need something. I can't take living like this. But, you and I...we can't, Jim."

"I know."

"It wouldn't be right. Not for us, the company, or our families."

"I know."

"But it's not fair! Dammit, dammit, dammit, dammit!" exclaimed Charlene, and slammed the dashboard with her fist.

"Hey, hey! Take it easy! This is a company car!"  She looked at me with anger and frustration, and then burst out laughing. 

"Sorry, Jim-bo. I just got a little heated. But there's got to be something I can do. I don't want a divorce but I'll be damned if I can deal with this much longer."

"It's tough, I know." I knew, all right.

Things got quiet again for a few miles.

I then had a thought—one of those thoughts that, at the time, seems like it could be insignificant, or harmless, or both, and then ends up being one of the major turning points of your life.

"Charlene," I began, "we're ahead of schedule, and will be in DC way early. We've got some extra minutes. I've got an idea."

It was an idea all right, and suggesting it was a huge gambit. If it failed, I'd risk not only losing a good business partner but setting myself up to be charged with—what was it called?—"contributing to a hostile sexual environment in the workplace." But, if it paid off... 

I continued, "Do you...um...like to masturbate?"

"JIM!"

"A little forward, I know, but..."

She thought a moment. "Truthfully?"

"Yeah."

"I love it. How do you think I could even survive in my situation?"

I smiled. "That's what I suspected. Let me ask this: does watching a man masturbate turn you on?"

A slight evil grin came across Charlene's face. "Like you wouldn't believe. I've never actually watched a man in person, and Don sure would never consider it, but thinking about it—wow."

"OK, maybe this is crazy, but here goes. How about this? We watch each other play with ourselves, and make a pact not to touch each other, under any circumstances. Technically, we wouldn't be having sex, and we wouldn't feel guilty." 

"That might be skirting the edge a little, Jim," she said, putting forth her most prudish demeanor. I knew that it was fake, fake, fake. She was really thinking about this—I could tell.

"Charlene, I know it's a little unorthodox, but—am I wrong in thinking you're horny right now?"

"No, you're right about that," she said with another wan smile.

"Well, it does you no good to go into a presentation all horny and uptight, does it?"

"I guess that's right."

"So you'd be doing the business a favor, then."

We laughed for a minute, breaking the tension, and then there was silence.

I broke the calm. "It's just a thought, Charlene. This can forever stay quiet between us, whether you agree to it or not. I'll confess, I do masturbate, and I enjoy it. As long as we don't touch each other, what's different about doing it that way than doing it alone, like we do now? Anyway, the choice is yours—I just want you to know I'm game."

More silence, and then Charlene answered, "OK. But remember the ground rules. We cannot touch each other, no matter how much we would like to. And this all stays between us. It has to, Jim."

"I know. It's a deal."

"Now, just how are we going to accomplish this at 70 miles an hour in the wilds of Virginia?"

"Leave that to me."

In the span of about 20 minutes, my ordinary life and ordinary day had all been thrown into complete emotional chaos and I loved every single damned minute of it.

I took an exit, leading to a country road that in turn led to a small country pull-off with picnic tables that I'd found accidentally on one of my previous travels through central Virginia. As was the case in previous trips, it was deserted. In the past, it had been a great place to stop and meditate—and to be alone. There was a parking area in the back well out of the view of the main road, where I pulled the sedan.

I put the car in park, turned off the engine, looked around to verify solitude, and then turned back to Charlene. She was looking right back at me, with those hard-to-ignore blue eyes. She had a wonderfully crafted body for a woman her age, and her beauty and sexiness were more breathtaking than I had ever noticed.

"My, you ARE Mr. Prepared," said Charlene. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you had this planned."

"I'm not that clairvoyant, Charlene."

"Mmm," she mumbled.

Her shoulder-length blonde hair was always put up in a conservative business style on the road. Now, she reached behind and removed the clasp from behind her head, letting her hair fall. She shook it out to its shoulder length, and she looked back at me once more.  Her hands began to run over the insides of her thighs, down towards her knees, and then back up, maybe halfway. She continued to stare at me through eyes that were slightly closed, and lips that were barely parted.

She asked me huskily, "Still want to watch?" 

"Yes," I whispered back, breathless.

She reached down and leaned the seatback to a more reclining position, and then slowly pulled her skirt up over her waist, pinning it behind her so I could see everything below. Her hands then went back to rubbing her thighs, up and down. Soon, one of her hands slid up and began to massage her breast through her blouse, while the other hand ran up to her crotch and started to rub through her panties and hose.

Her breathing became quicker and deeper, and it was obvious she was becoming very aroused. I watched as she moved her hand down from her breast and pulled up the waistband of her hose; she took her other hand and slid it under, arching her back slightly as she did. Her head was now leaning back on the headrest, but her eyes were closed and she let out a little sigh. 

Without realizing it, I had begun to stroke myself through my trousers, my cock hard already from the talk and the play that had ensued.

Suddenly she stopped. "Wait," she said. "This is no good."

Uh-oh, I told myself. I've spooked her.

Before I could speak my words of apology, she kicked off her shoes, raised her ass off the seat, and pulled her hose and panties down to her ankles and then off into the floorboard.

"You couldn't really see with those on, plus it makes it hard to play," she whispered, smiling.

I smiled back, and began to rub again. This time she was watching me as she began to stroke herself again, and I knew she expected me to follow her lead. I undid my belt and trousers, and pulled them to my ankles, along with my boxers. My cock stood upright, gleaming with precum on the end. 

"Mmm," Charlene moaned softly. "Nice. Very nice."

Charlene leaned the seat back farther, and spread her legs as far as she could across the passenger's side of the car. Placing her foot upon the console would make it too easy for us to touch and break the ground rules we'd set up for this session. She pulled the hood of her pussy back, and then licked the fingers of the other hand and began to rub her already swollen clit.

My hand went back to my cock and I started rubbing it up and down slowly. I spread the precum over it, down the sides, lubricating it and leaving me to wonder if Charlene's pussy might feel anything like that. I got my answer as I watched her slide a finger between her lips, then back out. They were shiny and coated with her juice.

This was turning me on now like nothing else I could remember. Never had I openly masturbated with a woman and the fact that she seemed to be enjoying it as much as me was almost incomprehensible.

Charlene watched me through half-shut eyes for a while, breathing faster and deeper, and then began to sigh and moan, turning her head back to the front. Her eyes closed, and she inserted another finger to join the one already deep inside, moving up and down while her fingers rubbed her clit over and over in a circle. My fingers encircled my cock and started to slide up and down, a little faster, watching her, knowing my breathing was getting ragged, and that I was starting to moan as well.

She began to whisper as she fucked herself, "Oh, this feels so good. So good, Jim." She had given herself completely over to this, to feeling her orgasm build, to feeling her pussy throb, to her longing to let go. Her hips were starting to move up and down now, her body now completely under the spell of her heat.

I could feel my balls get tight, and my cock building pressure. I knew it would not be long before I'd have to cum. I reached under my balls with my free hand and began to rub them as well, as my other hand continued its work.

Charlene looked over at me for a minute and whispered, "Oh yes, baby, that's it. That gets me off. Play with it. Oh, I'm getting so close."

"Me too," I managed to utter.

Then she was back to moaning, her head back and forth, her fingers in and out of her, so wet, dripping. She was morphing into an alternate consciousness now; her head was steadily moving from side to side, and she began to mumble, over and over, to no one in particular, "Oh God, Oh God," and she leaned towards me. I leaned over to her in turn, and for a moment I thought we were going to break our vow.

Our lips were an inch apart; I could feel her breath hot against mine and it was all I could do not to press my mouth to hers and plunge my tongue deep inside, but I held back. . 

Her moans were right next to me now, and they were becoming louder and most insistent the closer she came to going over the edge. I threw my head back and groaned loudly, stroking faster and faster, barely able to watch anymore, just ready to explode.

Normally I don't have a problem with cumming too quick, but I was too turned on, and she looked and sounded way too good fucking herself, and I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold it. Almost shouting, I let her know. "Oh God, Charlene, I'm going to cum."

"Oh, yes, honey. Let it go. Cum. Cum for me. Cum hard."

I released, my seed shooting from the end of my hard, red cock, flying over the windshield, the dashboard, and then over my hand as I began to give out and slow down, my groans quieting to sighs.

Through heavy eyelids, I saw she had been looking at me, had seen me cum, and could hear her unconsciously whispering to me over and over as I came down. Then, suddenly, she began to moan with more urgency. Her fingers began to pulse faster in and out of her pussy, and she was rubbing her clit even faster. A wordless pause, and then she screamed, "I'm cumming, Jim, oh God, I'm cumming, oh baby," and her hips started to buck wildly. She moaned loudly over and over again, releasing, saying my name. I watched her; her eyes were closed, her lips were parted, and her head still tossed limply from side-to-side. Her fingers pumped hard into her, and then stopped, staying deep for a moment or two, and then slid out of her, wet and shiny, her moans growing softer and sweeter. Then, there was nothing but the sounds of our heavy breathing, deep and slowing.

We sat for a few minutes before either of us spoke.

"You OK?" asked Charlene, breaking the silence.

"Fine," I said. "How about you."

"Fine." A pause. "And are we OK?"

"I think so. I don't think this is too much to handle."

"I can't say just yet, but I think I agree."

"We'll sleep on it tonight. How's that?"

"Sounds good."

I had some tissue in the console between us. I opened the top and slipped a sheet out, and began to clean up the mess I'd made in the driver's compartment and on the glass. And then I looked down.

Scant, glistening drops of my cum were resting on Charlene's beautiful, well-defined left thigh. When I had cum, part of me had fallen on her. I feared this would freak her out in some way, and then I looked into her eyes.

She was looking back at me seductively, slyly.

"Go ahead, Jim. Rub it in. Do it." 

I took the tissue and rubbed it slowly up and down her lovely leg, until all traces were gone of my seed. All the while, she sighed softly, watching my hand, and then turning her gaze back to mine, wordlessly.

And still wordlessly, we replaced our clothes, backed out of the park, and returned on our way. Later, we stopped at a truck stop up the highway, and took a few moments inside to work further on our disheveled appearance. 

We didn't say much the rest of the way to Washington, awkwardly discussing only specifics about the presentation, and ignoring the elephant in the room for now.

After all, this was just business. 

Just Business Ch. 01



The following is a fictional story and (unlike some of my other stories) did not happen. 

Also, for anyone who follows my stories and is wondering where I have been... in short, I've been busy. Plus this is my longest story yet so naturally it took longer to write. And as the title suggests, it will continue.

With that said, enjoy! 

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The following takes place in mid-January 2010...

Once when I was 25, I spent a couple days in Los Angeles. It was technically a business trip, but working for a boring technology company, going to a place like L.A. was the best trip in the world (excluding Las Vegas). I was there for two days, the Thursday I flew in, and had a meeting with the public relations manager of a company ours was merging with on Friday in the late afternoon, with my flight home that night. The plane ride was fine, better than most plane rides I had been on in my years. The hotel I was staying at had a nice view of the Hollywood sign and was just outside of Beverly Hills.

I had unpacked and was sitting on my bed looking over the proposal I was giving to the PR guy the next day. I had always been a good speaker, but this wasn't the kind of proposal one would give to a board o directors with big posters and laser pointers. It was a simple one-on-one meeting with a guy in a mid-range suit. That along with the fact this was basically a formality meant I wasn't worried. Nonetheless I went over all of the details and numbers so I wouldn't be staring at a folder the whole time. 

I had triple checked everything. It was still only 5:00 so I decided to look around the area I was in. I walked downstairs and left the hotel. The brisk fall weather felt good after leaning forward and staring at papers for an hour. I walked down the road a bit until I found a local coffee shop with free Wi-fi. I sat down and pulled out my tablet. It was a knockoff iPad I had found a month or two back in a dumpster. It worked fine, so why someone would throw it away was beyond me. I opened the internet, and found an old programming website. Reading forums and articles was a pastime of mine I had adopted during high school, while "studying" for tests or writing papers. I leaned back and scrolled through an old story on when computers still used floppy drives. 

I had been reading random stories for about 20 minutes when someone came and sat down at the table in front of me. She was a redhead, and somehow seemed familiar. I didn't know her, but something told me I had seen her somewhere. I thought a little, then put it out of mind. I opened up another page and continued reading.

The next time I looked up, I noticed someone nearby, somewhat hidden. He had what appeared to be a camera aimed at me. I got caught off guard and looked at him funny. He pulled down the camera, and gave me a look. I realized he wasn't looking at me. I shifted my eyes to the redhead at the table in front of me. She had pulled the hood of her sweater over her head and was drinking from a foam cup. She was huddled over whatever she was looking at on the table. 

I looked back at the man. He was being a little more subtle after spotting me, but he was peeking around a small potted plant. I continued looking at the story I had been reading, but kept the guy in the corner of my eye. 

After about 5 minutes, he had slowly started inching his way closer. The redhead got up and walked past me to the table behind me. She had her hood pulled pretty far over but I could still make out her face. She looked at me as she walked by. Her face was annoyed and she looked at me with a slight plea. The man with the camera seemed pretty put off by her moving tables. I heard him quietly scoff and put the camera in his jacket. 

I got up and walked towards the spot he had been standing. The coffee shop had bathrooms inside. The man was standing near the doorway. He stopped me as I went in.

"Hey, hang on a second"

I looked at him "What?"

He pulled out a twenty dollar bill from his coat pocket

"You gonna go back to that seat?"

I looked at him with narrow eyes "Yeah... why?"

He put the bill in my hand "Make sure I can see her all right?"

I took the bill and looked back at her. She was looking down at a book, with hood still over her head.

I looked at the guy and put on a fake face of understanding 

"Yeah, yeah you got it"

He nodded, and let me pass. 

I went to the bathroom and came back. He was positioned in his old spot, still looking at her. I sighed and walked up to him. I went to pass him, and bumped into him as I went, knocking him loose. He must have been holding the camera in his jacket, because it fell out and smashed on the ground. Some people looked up at the noise.

"Oh I'm sorry about that" I said 

I bent down to help him pick up the camera, which was in two pieces on the ground

"Ahh damn!" he responded, picking up one piece.

I picked up the other and handed it to him. He appeared flustered now that attention was on him. He rushed to take the other piece and tried to huddle off. I could see the girl was looking at us as he tried to run off. I grabbed his arm.

"Hang on...." I handed him the bill he had given me. 

"That should cover it... maybe"

He narrowed his eyes and walked off, past the girl, with everyone watching him.

I stood there a minute. People went back to their conversations, but the girl looked at me. I could see her full face now. Then it hit me! She was Emma Stone! I kept my disbelief at who she was subtle, which was easy given my still high anger at the man now walking down the sidewalk away from me. Without a word I walked past her and sat back at my table. She had seem me look at her, and as I passed she slowly smiled.

She turned and watched me sit down at my table. I pulled out my tablet and went back to reading a story, though my mind wasn't totally into it. I was a little more focused on the celebrity who I could tell was still looking at me. 

After a minute of blindly scrolling through websites, I heard her get up and walk around to me. Without a word she came and sat down opposite me at my table. I looked over my tablet at her. 

She looked at me inquisitively and pulled down her hood.

"Hi" she said casually, still looking at me confusingly

"Hello" I said back casually

She motioned with a finger at the spot the man with the camera had been standing

"Did... did you... do that on purpose?" she asked

"Uhhhh... would you believe me if I said no?"

She raised her eyebrows and smiled "Probably not..."

I leaned back "What was your first hint?"

She leaned forward to keep the distance from us equal. "The fact you gave him his money back..."

I nodded "I guess that works"

"...Along with the 'your welcome' look you gave me as you walked back" she added in.

"Ahhh I don't believe I gave you a 'your welcome' look as much as you gave me a 'thank you' look..." I said

People were now occasionally looking over at the pretty blonde actress I was casually talking to. I glanced over at a couple, of which the boyfriend was staring at her. His girlfriend opposite him lightly hit him on the arm, which snapped him out of his stupor and made him turn back. 

"Yeah..." Emma said, looking around as well

I cleared my throat "You probably shouldn't have taken off that hood"

She nodded, turning back to me "I agree"

We both looked around, trying to avoid the occasional gaze.

"Why'd you do that?" she said, getting back to the cameraman

I shrugged "He was an asshole, I hate assholes" She raised her eyebrows and nodded "So it wasn't me..."

"Ehhhh" I avoided the question.

"Ummm... so, whats you name?" she asked, after a pause

"Oh... um... I'm Brian"

She laughed and put out her hand "I'm Emma"

I shook it gently "Yeah, I know..."

She raised her eyebrows "Oh, so you recognized me?"

I nodded "...roundabout the time you looked at me in utter disbelief as he bent down to pick up his camera"

She brushed a lock of hair out of her face. "Yeah that makes sense..."

I leaned forward again "So there are a lot of people looking at us, mostly you"

She laughed softly and looked around with me "Yeah they are"

"Well ignore them," I leaned in "Just you and me, no one else"

She leaned in too and rested her head in her hands 

"Well then, does Brian have a last name?"

"Yeah Brian does, its Clancy"

I must have blushed, because she had a huge grin on her face as I talked

"Ah, a simple enough name... I assume you know mine" she said

I nodded "Yeah.... It's boulder?"

She laughed somewhat louder than I expected. I kept going with the gag.

"... or was it Rock? Emma Rock?" I said, narrowing my eyes and pretending to be deep in thought

"Yeah something like that!" she exclaimed after somewhat calming down.

"I'm sorry, my humor is pretty god-awful"

She kept laughing "Its okay, I've heard worse"

I leaned back and we looked at each other some more for about a minute. It wasn't awkward; at least it didn't feel that way. It was more of a silence where we both had time to gather thoughts.

She picked up on a different topic,

"So you obviously know me, are you a fan?" 

"Yeah you could say that... I'm not a diehard who has you tattooed on my back, but I've certainly seen your movies"

She nodded "Well your pretty calm, have you met many celebrities in your life?"

"Nope, and believe me I'm melting down on the inside, I can barely hold a conversation with a normal woman"

She laughed "Well I can't tell"

"Really now?" I looked at her puzzlingly. "I was under the impression I was doing awful"

"Oh it's not that bad" she cocked her head and acted like my comment was indeed nonsense.

"Well then I guess I can sigh in relief now" I tried to keep from running out of breath, which I did all the time when trying to relay many things in the same sentence.

"I guess so..." she had been looking at me funny for a while now. Not bad funny. Actually, it seemed like she was genuinely interested in me. But at the same time, I had a feeling she might have put on this kind of façade for others, so I didn't assume too much. 

"Well I would ask you about your movie work, but as an actress I can guess the numerous interviews have made the topic sort of stale with you"

She looked at me with a somewhat different look. It was a look of understanding, like I had actually come very close to how she felt

"Oh I wouldn't say taboo, but yeah it's an old topic"

I raised my hands "Then I won't bring it up"

"Oh no no no don't get me wrong" she stopped me in my tracks "it's not like I don't have things to say, it's just it eventually gets tiring, especially during a movie release"

"Oh yeah, I can imagine doing interviews every day or so can be tiring. You say the same things over to different folks"

"Exactly!" she agreed "You really hope someone has a new question that can really make you think"

I nodded "And you have certainly had popular hits" "Yeah I suppose" she tried to act modest, but I could tell she was flattered

"Come on! You can't say you didn't enjoy many of your movies"

"Well, I'm not too fond of watching myself on screen" she retorted

"Ahhh, why?"

"It just seems awkward watching yourself do things for hours at a time"

"That makes enough sense" I said nodding "But its not like what you do is boring"

"I guess, but still, it's like criticizing yourself... you don't like to be modest and eventually it just gets tiring and pointless..."

I nodded "Fair enough"

She changed the subject again after a short pause 

"So, have you seen all of my movies?"

"Well probably not ALL of them, but a fair amount" 

"Any ones that stuck out?" she seemed strangely interested in what I thought of her.

I thought back. Superbad came into my head first, then I thought of Easy A. 

"Hmmmmm.... I'd have to say Crazy, Stupid, Love and Superbad were up high, but Easy A also had me going"

"Really? I wasn't a big fan of Superbad." She smiled at me

"Ahhh it wasn't so bad"

She raised her eyebrows "Uhhh yeah it was, I hated being some dingy high schooler"

I raised my hands and shrugged "Well then you must have hated Easy A"

"Oh no, Easy A was fun! Being an implied slut was a cool role!"

I looked at her funny "Really now?"

She nodded "Oh hell yeah!"

"That sounds interesting..." I said laughing a bit She laughed with me "It was!"

I thought about some other movies she might have been in. 

"Were...were you in Zombieland?" I asked

"Yep, yep I was" she brushed hair out of her face

"I never saw it, but I remember when it came out everyone loved it"

She widened her eyes "You never saw it?"

"Nope. I thought I recognized you on the poster for it but I never saw it"

"Wow" she said, leaning back in her chair I saw a look in her face. It was a look of revelation.

"You want to come over and watch it?" she asked

I looked at her and thought "Hmmmmm I don't know, I was gonna go back to my hotel and eat a pizza while watching the history channel but..."

She laughed, then stopped and cocked her head "You're staying in a hotel?"

"Yeah I am"

"You don't live here?" she asked me 

"Nope, here on business" I said leaning back

"Oh, what kind of business?"

"Meeting with another company..."

"You got to be somewhere soon?" 

"Not till 3:30 tomorrow I don't" I answered

"Well then why don't you come over and we'll watch it. I do owe you something for getting that asshole off my back"

"Ahhh that was nothing, really a public service" She laughed again "Yeah with the amount of them around here that's the truth"

I smiled "You didn't look too happy when you sat down to begin with so..."

"Yeah I was trying to get that guy off of me for a while, along with others"

I narrowed my eyes "Really? How often does that happen?"

"Not too often, but when you sign up to do the next Spider Man people tend to be clingy"

"The next Spider Man? Their making one?"

She nodded "Yeah... I signed up to be Gwen Stacy"

"Oh... well I think you'll be a fine Gwen Stacy. Who's playing Peter Parker?"

"Andrew Garfield" she replied "Yeah I think he'll do all right" 

"Probably better than Tobey Maguire" I said with a grin

She laughed "Yeah better than him"

We sat there for another 10 seconds or so then she came back with her proposition.

"So do you want to go back to place and see Zombieland?"

"Sure! I guess its nearby?"

She nodded and got up "Yeah. It's not a huge ass mansion but it'll do"

She grabbed my hand and pulled me after her. After a while she let go but I walked along next to her.

"Its just a couple blocks down the road" she said as we crossed the road to the other side across from where the café was.

"Its fine, I could walk all day... even after the jetlag"

She looked over at me "You flew in today?"

"Yeah. I'm only here till tomorrow night"

"Awww that's a shame" she said somewhat openly. I also sensed a little hint of intimacy, but I passed it off.

"Yeah..."

We kept talking on the journey to what I assumed was her apartment. About 10 minutes later we rounded a corner to a gated apartment complex. She pulled out an electronic key and opened a side gate.

"Wow. It certainly isn't a huge ass mansion, but its better than a hotel" I said as I followed her to a door leading inside

She laughed and opened the door, motioning me in "Yeah I'd agree with that"

We walked through hallways, each one with a couple apartments lining the walls. She led up three floors and around a corner to apartment 37. She rolled her keycard through the door and opened it. 

"Keycard?" I thought "Yeah... not too fancy at all..."

I followed her in. The place was dark, with the blinds to the main room closed. Emma flipped on a few switches, illuminating the area. The main part of the apartment was a combined living room and kitchen, with the kitchen semi-connected via a bar countertop. The living room was pretty simple, nothing too fancy; a couch, TV, and one cabinet. The place was pretty clean too, almost spotless.

"Wow, nice place"

"Thanks" she sensed what I was thinking "I'm not always this clean, its just I'm almost never here because of movies" she threw the purse she had onto a table near the entrance to the kitchen.

"I can understand that" I replied as she walked into the kitchen

"You want anything?" I heard her call 

"No I'm fine" I called back

Her head rounded the corner and she looked at me 

"You sure? The movies like an hour and a half..."

I nodded "Yeah. I have an omen when it comes to drinks and watching movies"

She narrowed her eyes confusingly and walked back into the kitchen 

"Uhhhh explain please?" I heard through an odd laugh

I walked into the kitchen after her. She was pulling out a glass and filling it with what I thought was a beer.

I started to explain my story "Well you see, every time I see a movie of any type, if I am drinking something, it always goes wrong in some way"

She turned to me and leaned against a counter "Go on..."

"When I mean go wrong, I mean like the drink will spill, or something will break, or the movie will stop playing..."

She looked at me funny "Why?"

I shrugged "I don't know. I can't explain how it started, where, or when. I just have come to the conclusion that whenever I am drinking something during a movie, something bad will happen"

"When was the last time something happened?" she asked

I thought back. "It was about a month or two back. I was feeling gutsy. The drink/movie thing had happened about 10 or so times, so I was pretty confident I was cursed..."

She laughed at the last part, and I continued

"...nonetheless I went to go see... oh what do you know, it was Easy A..."

She smiled and let me go on

"And I hadn't eaten. So I got a large drink of some type, and shitty theater hot dog. I sat down, the movie started... and about an hour in..."

She raised her eyebrows

"...my drink fell onto my lap, and gushed onto the floor and the entirety of my pants"

She gasped and laughed once

I put a finger up "Oh no no it gets worse"

She straightened up and was quiet.

"As I was cleaning it up, I stood up and started walking out. As I entered the bathroom to, naturally, clean myself off, a man passed me and, accidentally, spilled HIS drink on me"

She gasped again "No... you're lying"

I put my hands up "Honest to god truth, I got the guys number if you want to call and confirm it"

"No no that's fine, its just... again?"

"Yeah, it sucked. I had to leave after that. I came back the next day and saw the rest of the movie, which by the way, was great"

"Awww thank you!" she said

"...no drink that time and... nothing went wrong"

She kept looking at me. "Are you sure it wasn't a coincidence? And how do you have the guys number?"

I laughed. "Oh no, the third and fourth time in a row were coincidences. At that point, and now, it was a curse, or whatever"

She laughed

"And the guy gave me his number, then insisted I give him my pants to dry clean."

"So you gave him your pants in the middle of the movie theater?"

"Oh no," I shook my head "I drove to his place and changed, borrowing a large pair from him"

She nodded in understanding.

"But thats not so much bad luck... you got free dry cleaning for your pants"

"They were shitty pants to begin with, plus the whole ordeal wouldn't have happened if I had just went drink-free"

She nodded "Right.." 

"So, bottom line, no drink for me." I said

She smiled and walked past me. "Well then come on"

I followed her into her living room. She walked over to her cabinet and opened the top to reveal a sizable collection of films. 

"That's a lot of movies" I said

She ran her hand over to a section with a label titled "Mine" and picked out Zombieland.




Just Business Ch. 01



"Yeah, most of them I've seen but the ones I haven't I never have time for"

"You have time for this one..."

She turned "Yeah, I've been free from the grasp of directors and Hollywood for a couple months, and I have to go back to them this march, so..."

"For Spider Man?" 

She nodded "Yes for Spider Man... but it should be fun!"

She popped the movie into her player and walked up to me near the couch

"That sounds fun, a superhero movie" 

"Yeah I hope so!" she said sitting down

I sat next to her and she turned on the TV, preparing the movie.

So we watched Zombieland. It was funny, gory, witty, and I liked it. Emma's character was good. She and I exchanged sly glances and comments every once and a while, so we both were laughing throughout the whole thing. Her character had an implied romance with the male lead, whose name was Columbus. Throughout the movie, she blushed and would look off awkwardly whenever a tense or romantic scene came up. There was a scene at the end where Emma's character finally kisses Columbus after a while of him chasing after her. I looked over at her to my left and she was glancing around nervously, actively avoiding the screen.

I looked over and put my right hand on the armrest next to me, gracefully placing my head in three fingers. She looked over at me, and laughed.

"What?" I said innocently "awkward?"

She was still laughing, and bent down and put her head in her lap

"Yeah just a bit" I heard her say muffled.

"Come on, its not that bad" She lifted her head up and looked at me

"I'm watching myself kiss someone in front of someone else..."

"Yeah... so?"

She continued to laugh "It's just weird..."

I looked back at the TV. "Well the scenes over now..."

"Yeah but still, I usually don't watch movies I'm in with other people" she said looking at me.

"Oh I can tell" I said looking back at the screen

She smiled and looked back at me

As the last ten minutes commenced, I noticed Emma had leaned against me. I took note and didn't say anything. As the credits rolled, she stretched then got up and walked over to the DVD player. I looked over at the clock. It was only 8:45. As she pulled out the disk, I noticed she had bent over predominantly in front of me, with her ass taking up a large portion of my view. She bent back up and turned to look at me.

"Watch your eyes tourist..."

I raised my arms "Sorry, you stuck it up there"

She smiled and walked back into her kitchen

"So... the movie's over, how about that drink?"

I thought it over. 

"I don't see why not..." I responded

"Great! What'll you have?" she got up and walked into the kitchen

"Ummm... alcohol of some type, that's for sure" I called after her

"Anything specific?"

"I don't know, what have you got?"

"Well I've been drinking a weird Margarita with random frozen fruit, you want one?" I heard her clinking glasses and pouring things, probably already making me one.

"Sure, that'd be fine..."

"Okay!" I heard her say enthusiastically

She walked back in with two drinks. After handing one to me she sat back down on the couch. I took a large drink. It was tangy, probably raspberry or blackberry. I winced and blinked a few times.

"Wow... that's potent!" I said 

She laughed "See, its weird..."

"Not really weird.... Just.... Weird" 

She laughed again, probably a little overzealously, but that could have been due to the alcohol.

"Well is it any good?"

I nodded "Yeah its fine... just really tangy"

"Well glad you like it..."

There was another 5 seconds of silence.

"So... how was it?" she asked, motioning to the TV, now blank.

"I thought it was great!" I said 

"Really? Thanks!" she curled both of her legs up onto the couch, now fully facing me

"Your welcome... I mean what were you expecting?"

She had taken off the hoodie earlier during the movie, but I seemed to have just noticed the tank top she had on. It perfectly outlined her body and fit well with the jeans she was also wearing.

"I don't know what I was expecting... I mean you could have lied just to make me feel good" I scoffed "Why would I do that?"

"I don't know!" she said loudly

"I'm insulted..." I said, scoffing again and narrowing my eyes

"I'm sorry..." she touched my cheek. I didn't react, but in my mind, it was a bit brash.

"Well in all honesty I thought it was funny, violent, sexy, and well done" I said matter-of-factly.

She leaned up and looked back at me "And by sexy, I can assume you mean me or?"

"Well your one of four people that could be considered sexy in the movie..." I set up "And seeing as I'm not gay or chase little girls, yes you are what I meant by sexy"

She laughed again and took another drink, bringing her glass down to one last sip.

"Well, thank you..."

"Oh come on you have to have heard that already..." I said

She nodded "Yeah, but from you it sounds different..."

I laughed and took another drink, and set the drink down on the table next to me. Emma leaned back up and sat back, looking over at me. She picked up her drink and took another sip.

I leaned back and crossed my legs "Well it's the truth"

She looked at me sincerely "Why do you think I'm sexy?"

I was confused "What do you mean?"

"Well I mean, we've gotten to know each other pretty well these last couple of hours..."

I nodded "Yeah..."

"So I mean, you can be blunt with me right?" she asked

"I guess..."

She looked at me, biting her lip "What about me is sexy?"

I narrowed my eyes "Is this a game?"

She didn't move "Maybe.... Just answer"

I tried to make it as professional and friendly as possible.

"Well, your beautiful, simply put. You've got a pretty face, beautiful eyes, great lips, the red hair is kind of a thing for me..."

She sat there silently as I described her body. She wasn't annoyed or creeped out. She got this look on her face that really implied what I thought she meant by "maybe" when I asked her about her interest in me describing her. As I kept going, I felt her get closer to me inch by inch, sliding as I complimented her more and more.

"... and I mean your body is great! Perfectly shaped and sized. Everything about you compliments your style and personality"

She smiled at the last part especially. "And my personality is..."

I kept right on going. "Well your funny, outgoing, independent, but deep down you're just a normal person, as emphasized by the choice of home" I looked and motioned to the apartment around us.

"You got all that in the 5 hours we've known each other?"

I shook my head "Not all, things I've seen in interviews and talk shows... your not some dingy actress who fakes being happy in public with reporters, no matter how much you might not like them on the inside... You try to act sincere and make jokes to keep things casual..."

She leaned in closer. Her face was barely half a foot away at this point. And that distance was closing in.

"Keep going"

I lost the matter-of-fact tone I had been using up to that point. "Plus you act like a normal person, even around a guy like me... you get embarrassed, you talk like any woman would... but"

She stopped about three inches away from me.

"But what?"

"But that's what makes watching you on the big screen so much better... deep down your just a normal person that doesn't need the fame and glamour to live... at the end of the day, your just beautiful, talented, funny, and at the same time a regular woman...."

She smiled and brought her lips to mine. It was a sensation I hadn't felt for a while, and it felt good.

She leaned back and pulled me down on top of her. 

I felt her hands rub up and down my leg. I did the same to her, eliciting slight groans and heavy breathing. 

She started to grind against me. She pulled away and looked up at me.

"Yeah I was playing a game"

I smiled and whispered to her "Did I win?"

She pulled my head to her and let me kiss her neck "Brian you won the grand prize..."

She pulled me fully onto her, letting my weight somewhat hold her against the couch. As she felt my body I became comfortable with hers. I moved a hand up under her tank top and undid her bra. I pulled it away and let it sit under her top over her belly button. I reached back up and gently fondled one of her boobs. It was soft and supple and fit perfectly in my hand. 

We laid there for a while. Her lips were perfect to kiss and laying on top of her body made me hard very quickly. I felt her hand moving closer and closer to my crotch. I responded by moving my hand to hers, slightly grazing the layer of fabric separating me from her delicate labia lips. 

"Now your getting the idea..." she breathed to me

"I could say the same to you" I muttered as she started to undo my pants.

I unclasped the button on her jeans and slid the zipper down, letting the two sides separate. I felt her lift herself into the air as a signal. Still kissing her, I slid her jeans off, letting them fall to the floor in front of the couch. She had on plain white panties, nothing too fancy, but certainly not hiding much either. I rubbed her crotch slowly through her them, then moved my hand under them, feeling her naked pussy. 

"Oh that's it..." she cooed into my ear, starting to move her own hand down under my undone pants. 

I felt a hand wrap around my hard cock, and heard her gasp as I started to rub her clit with regular pace.

I started a natural rhythm of rubbing up and down her pussy, letting it moisten and tense at my touch. Emma moaned and continued to blindly kiss and jerk me as I rubbed her moist clit. 

"Oh fuck... Brian..." she whispered as I leaned down and kissed her neck. She let go of my cock and wrapped her arms around my back.

I laid there and rubbed her slowly for a good two minutes, then heard her whisper to me

"God stop teasing me and make me cum already..."

Just as I was starting to speed up, I felt her buck once and grind into me.

"Ahhh shit! I'm almost there!" she grunted

I stuck two fingers into her and fingered her into her orgasm, absorbing her moans and pleas of pleasure through a long kiss. 

She throbbed and shook below me as she came, her pussy pulsing and oozing onto the couch.

After she calmed down I released myself from her and kissed her boobs, which had become quite firm.

"Ohhhh shit Brian.... its been awhile since I came last"

I looked at her whimsically "Really?"

She nodded and put a hand on my head as I continued to lick and suck at her nipples. I felt her hand re-grasp around my still hard member and begin to stroke me slowly.

"How long has it been for you?" she asked softly

"Roundabout two months..."

She looked up at me sorrowfully "Why? Don't guys usually jerk off"

I semi laughed and kept exploring her body with my mouth as I spoke

"Usually yes, but with work I've never found the time... plus my ex breaking up with me didn't really put me in good mood"

I instantly caught myself. One thing that was instinctual in my mind was never talk about your ex with another girl... especially when you're on the verge of fucking her. But before I could even try to reverse what I had said, Emma tightened her grip on my cock and didn't seem too fazed by it.

"Awwww why would a girl want to break up with you?" she asked

"Do you really want to know.... Now of all times?" I stopped kissing and sucking her upper body and looked at her seriously

She looked back at me "Because I'm curious... and I think we're really connecting..."

I smiled and looked over her "I would say given we just flew past second base a connection is kind of inferred at this point" 

She laughed and slowed to rubbing my dick at a slow and steady pace. "Just answer the question"

"...Because she cheated on me, then decided that it was my fault because our weekly sex routine wasn't enough to satisfy her..."

"Awww that sucks, how often did ya'll do it?" she asked drolly

"About two or three times maybe"

She scoffed "Jesus Christ! And it wasn't enough for her?"

I nodded and stared at her. I had stopped doing anything, and was now just hovering above her head 

"Wow..." she whispered

She pushed me up and leaned me back, sitting me up and facing me like we were going to play patty cake or something.

Without a word she hugged me, not focusing on my dick or anything like that. It was just a hug. She nestled her face on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry..." she said softly

"It's....it's okay" I said, pulling her off and holding her arms. "I'm over it"

She smiled and kissed me again. But this time, it felt genuine. Not just a blind kiss or a lustful kiss... a real, romantic kiss. She held me there for a while then pulled away and stood up. She put out her hand.

"Come up here"

I grabbed her hand and stood up. She pulled off her top, revealing a wonderful pair of supple, well shaped breasts. She walked up to me and slid my pants off, then helped me pull my shirt over my head. I felt her hand jerking me slowly. She pulled me back to a nearby wall and put one leg up. I grabbed it and held to it for support, positioning my dick near her sweet savory pussy.

"Brian wait!" she said

I looked at her, worried "what?"

She looked me in the eyes "No matter what happens tomorrow, or any day after this, tonight... I want you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me. We both need this and whether anything comes out of it or not, lets just do it."

I leaned in and kissed her "Are you sure?"

She nodded and I felt my dick inching closer.

"Trust me... kind of too late to turn back now"

I smiled and picked her up completely, pushing her against the wall even more.

She smiled and clung tight to me and started to enter her. Her pussy was tight, and formed a vice around my dick as I slid into her for the first time. 

"Ah....Ahhh...Oh fuck" she whispered

"You okay?" I asked

She looked up at me "Yeah... I'm fine"

I thrusted into her the entire way, reaching the top of her womb and making her grunt as I breached the tip. I pulled out and went back in again, slowly picking up the pace.

She moaned and showed her pleasure through kisses and heavy breathing. 

As I sped up, she got louder

"Oh.... Oh shit... yeah... that's it...."

I grunted and sped up to a very quick pace, already feeling myself getting close to cumming.

"Oh wow, this won't take too long" I said

She smiled and fully climbed into my arms, wrapping her legs around me and letting me push her against the wall

"It's okay... I'm ready anytime" she moaned seductively

I started to fuck her hard, going in fully and coming out very rapidly

"Oh shit... I'm gonna cum" I said, feeling my balls start to tighten

I kept thrusting into her, letting my upper thighs slap against her ass as I went up into her and back out again. She clung to me tight, begging for my cum.

"Oh, fuck yeah! Fuck yeah give me your cum! I want it so bad!" she moaned loudly.

I continued thrusting until I felt my balls start sending semen up to my tip. I grunted loudly and thrust deep into her, pushing her fully against the wall and shooting cum into her tight chamber. She shuddered and looked at me as I came. 

"Oh yeah that's it, give me that cum!" she said through her teeth

I leaned my head in and kissed her neck, my cock still spurting with the aftershock of the mammoth load I had just injected her with. 

"Ahhh there you go" she whispered as I relaxed and set her on her own two feet. Her legs gripped my balls and squeezed the last teaspoon of cum out of me. 

I was panting and gripping her tight. She kissed me again and climbed back into my arms, still impaled by my rock hard member.

"Take me to bed Mr. Clancy..." she whispered lustfully

I smiled "Of course Ms. Stone"

She smiled and nodded to a dark opening adjacent to the kitchen

"Right through there"

I nodded and as we passed, I shut off the lights to the rest of the apartment. She clung to me as I carried her through the apartment into her dark bedroom. As we entered, she leaned past me and flung on switch, illuminating the room. It was a plain little room, populated by a dresser, a bed, two bedside tables, and a walk in closet next to the door. 

She bounced up and down as I walked, my slippery dick sliding in and out of her with ease. She looked around then back at me, breathing heavy from the subtle sex going on as I walked her to bed.

I laid her down and looked over her gorgeous body, and instinctively bent down and kissed her boobs and lower neck, eating at her skin.

"Ohhhh yeah... now fuck me till we both cum" she whispered, grasping my head

I leaned up and looked over the beautiful redhead below me, then started sliding in and out of her at a slow pace. 

"Oh fuck yeah!" she said quietly, grabbing and squeezing the bedsheets that up to that point had been perfectly made. 

I grabbed her waist with both hands, keeping her lined up with me as I fucked her perfect body with greater speed. 

"Oh...Oh...Oh god yes!" she started to moan as I sped up. I knew it wouldn't be long before she came again and I was so ready for it. I looked down at her.

"God you're so beautiful" 

Her moans and grunts grew smiles and she brought a hand up, holding my cheek. I kissed her arm, letting her skin rub against my lips.

"Oh god damn you do it! That's it! Fuck me!" she moaned loudly, on the verge of cumming.

I felt her body hesitate then start to writhe rhythmically. I quickly pulled out and jumped down to her pussy, and started to lick and tongue as it leaked with her sweet juice.

"Ah...Ah... Oh shit yeah!" she started to yell as I tongued and suckled her through her orgasm, lapping up her juice in gulps. 

"Oh... oh...ahhhh damn!" she grabbed my head and thrust her pussy into me. 

I licked and licked until I felt her relax and spread her arms back out. I pulled away and looked up at her. She was limp and still slowly bucking up and down as her orgasm subsided.

She pulled me up and kissed me for a while, tasting herself on me and jerking my cock as she did.

I pulled back and stuck myself back into her, and began thrusting again, turning her heavy breathing back into the familiar moans I had been hearing. 

"Holy hell you're amazing!" she gasped as I continued to fuck her at a regular pace.

"Thanks. My Ex didn't think so" I said with a smile

She looked up at me surprisingly "What?"

"Yeah... apparently I wasn't good in bed"

She leaned up and wrapped her arms around my neck, grinding into me and taking over the task of moving back and forth. She leaned in and our noses touched.

"Well when women cheat they always use that excuse, trust me you're a fucking expert" she whispered

I kissed her and moved to her boobs. 

"Well fucking you is like making love to an angel!" I said between kisses and licks

She seemed pleased to hear that because she rapidly increased the pace of which I was fucking her and grabbed my head, holding me into her cleavage.

"Oh my god that's exactly what women like to hear" she said with a laugh 

I laughed too "I kind of figured..." 

She kept laughing, though they quickly turned into moans and whines.

Just as I began to fuck her at a quick pace, I heard a familiar noise coming from the living room. It was Darth Vaders theme from Star Wars, the ringtone for my boss Craig, which I had set specifically for when he called.

Emma looked over at the open doorway. "Is that your phone?" she asked

I slowed down and looked over too. 

"Yeah... its my boss"

She looked up at me 

"How do you know?"

"Specific ringtone"

She playfully slapped my chest and pushed me up 

"Well then go get it!"

I stood up, and started walking towards the door with my hands raised above my head.

"I am!"

I ran into the living room and answered the phone. My bosses familiar voice came over the speaker




Just Business Ch. 01



"Hey Brian!" he said enthusiastically

"Hi Craig, whats up?" I stood there casually with my boner hanging out in front of me

"Well I know you won't believe it, but Intelicom already accepted our merger! We convinced them enough over a teleconference today!"

"Really?" I was surprised "You did without me?"

He laughed "Yeah, they said if your already on your way, they'd pay for the roundtrip"

"What? Why?" I said surprisingly

"I guess they feel bad for you not getting a purpose to come meet them!" he responded back

"Well whats goin on tomorrow then?" I asked

"Oh you don't have the meeting anymore. Just fly back like usual. Like I said, they're paying for your flight and all..."

"Really? Aw man that's great! Thanks for telling me!"

I felt arms wrap around my waist. Emma laid her head on my shoulder and slowly kissed the top of my arm.

"Hey its no problem!" Craig said

"I guess I'll see ya'll Monday!" I exclaimed as 

Emma moved and perched her head on my shoulder "Okay! Have fun tomorrow in L.A.!" 

I looked over at Emma, who was smiling at me 

"Oh I definitely will! See ya Craig, and thanks again!"

"Oh your welcome! Bye" said Craig before he hung up.

I locked my phone and threw it on the couch

"Well that sounded good..." Emma said to me

"Yeah, my meeting was just cancelled because they already accepted our offer." I explained

"Oh wow, congratulations!" she said happily

"Thanks... so I've got all day tomorrow till my flight... whatever will I do?" I said, looking up as if I was thinking.

She laughed and kissed me, then wheeled me around 

"I think I can come up with a few things..." she said grabbing me by my dick and pulled me to face her "Now where were we?" she whispered to me

I smiled and she led me back to the bedroom. As we walked she turned and stopped as we reached the doorway.

"So why is your ringtone set to Star Wars?"

I giggled "Because isn't that the stereotype? For your boss you set the dark side theme for Star Wars..."

"I don't know, that's not MY ringtone" she pulled me inside and back onto the bed.

I laid her down and positioned myself to start fucking her again.

"You ready?" I asked

She smiled up at me "Always..."

I thrust hard and quickly began fucking her at the pace I had been at when we were interrupted. She clung to me and moaned loudly, writhing and grinding against me as I rammed into her over and over again, quickly bringing her back on the verge of climax. 

"Oh...Ah...shit I'm gonna fucking cum again!" she moaned out

I looked at her and pushed her back down into the bed, climbing on top and thrusting down into her rapidly. 

She gasped and I felt her pussy tighten and clench around my cock, holding it in as she started to cum.

"Ohhhh fuck yeah, that's it, fuck me!" she yelled as her body writhed and gave into her orgasm

I leaned in and whispered into her ear "Oh there you go, cum for me my angel, cum for me..." still fucking her hard.

She whined and groaned as her body began bucking up and down.

"Oh god I will! Take it! Take it all Brian!" she yelled to me

I continued to fuck her, making her writhe and struggle to maintain control of herself. I reached down with one hand and rubbed her clit as she came in my arms. That sent her over the edge, making her splay out on the bed and twitch with every wave of her orgasm. I continued to whisper into her ear as I rubbed her clit and fucked her pussy rapidly.

"Ohhh yeah that's it angel, keep cumming for me... cum all over me" 

"Oh my god, I love when you call me that!" she yelled, reaching up and kissing me as her orgasm continued, but slowly subsided.

"I can tell..." I said as I pulled my hand away and fucked her as hard and fast as possible, feeling myself approaching an orgasm of my own. As she fully recovered from her climax, I began to feel my balls tense up.

"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum too" I grunted

She smiled and flipped me over, then started riding me, staring down at me.

"My turn..." she said naughtily

I laughed once and then felt my waves of pleasure increase. As she kept riding her arms came to my stomach and she pushed back and forth, swirling my dick inside of her.

"Oh shit I'm gonna cum" I breathed out 

"Oh come on Brian, cum for me! Cum for your little angel! Cum!"

I felt my penis explode and start shooting cum into her again.

"Ahhh! Fuck!" I grunted as I released waves of hot semen into her tight chamber.

"OH that's it, give me that cum! Give your little angel all she needs!" 

I kept thrusting up into her, shooting more and more in. She leaned down and kissed me as I came inside of her.

I finally felt my balls send a final ooze of cum up into her. She collapsed on top of me, with my cock still inside of her. We were both gasping and groaning really loud. I felt her chest rise up and down, her head right above mine, breathing onto my forehead. 

I kissed her neck softly, and she arched her head above me.

"...ohhhh fuck... that was fun!" she whispered

"Yeah it was..." I agreed

She let me kiss her for a while then leaned over and shut off the lamp next to the bed. I could feel light coming from the rest of the apartment.

"Hold me.... Just hold me Brian..." she whispered, on the verge of passing out right there on top of me. I was still inside of her, and apparently that's how it was staying

"...Goodnight Brian" I heard her whisper

"Goodnight Emma" I whispered back. She slowly drifted off, as did I. The last thing I remember was her on top of me, slowly grinding back and forth, rocking us both to sleep...

The next time I woke up, it was still dark in the room. It didn't take me long to realize that I was still hard and Emma was no longer on top of me. My dick felt great though! 

I looked down to see her stroking me, licking the sides of my shaft and kneading my balls.

"Oh... that's whats happening" I said softly

She looked up and giggled "I knew you'd wake up eventually"

I laughed "Yeah..."

She stopped and climbed onto me "And now that your awake..."

She stuck me inside of her and started riding me back and forth quickly

"Oh fuck.... Oh fuck Emma..." I whispered

She brought a finger up and silenced me "Not a word.... Just let me fuck you"

I sat up and leaned against the backboard of the bed, straddling her in my lap. She rode me good and hard, keeping me still and doing all of the work. And god it was amazing. 

"ohhh yes Brian fuck.... Give me more.... More Brian I want more!" she growled

All I could do was sit there and let her ride me. She moaned and groaned and kept begging me to cum, which I had already been close to when I woke up.

"God damn you cum! Cum! I want you so much! Cum for me Brian!" 

I leaned up and kissed her as I came. My dick exploded into her, shooting hot wads of semen up through her womb.

"Ohhhh fuck yeah Brian... there you go" she whispered

"Oh..... Fuck..... Emma!" I grunted

I actually made a noise similar to a small yell as I came. She rode back and forth on me the whole time. When my orgasm subsided she giggled and laid me back down.

"Man you have some endurance...." She whispered

"I could cum all night for you..." I whispered back

She kissed me and laid her head back next to mine.

"Don't tempt me baby..."

Still inside of her, I felt myself drifting back to sleep...

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Yes, this story will continue, just give me some time... 



Just Business Ch. 02



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Special thanks to my wife for helping me think up some ideas, although this will be shorter than the last chapter. Don't worry though; this chapter contains a lot more sex and exposition as well. 

FYI: There is an error in the last chapter where Emma explains how she will be filming Spider Man in a month or so. After research I found that the movie didn't begin production until December of that year, so I will fix that in this chapter. There are also a few movie errors in the last chapter (Thanks to user Robertdoc for pointing them out in a constructive and positive manner). The biggest is the fact that Easy A and Crazy Stupid Love did not come out before this. Crazy Stupid Love began filming summer 2010 and Easy A came out in Sept that year. For the sake of the plot let's just pretend all that happened before this, instead of me resubmitting the entire first chapter for a few sentence changes. I will try my hardest to avoid any big errors like that in the future, but with all the activities celebs go through its tough, plus this is sort of an alternate reality if you think about it.

Well I think that's all, so enjoy!

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I slowly drifted awake and for a second, thought I was in my hotel, and that the previous night was just a dream. And for a while the look of the bedroom wall next to me added to that façade. 

I was laying on my back with my head turned to my left. I took a few deep breaths and realized I was naked. I... don't... usually sleep naked... 

That's when I heard the soft groan next to me... then felt an arm reach across and lay itself on my chest.

Then it all came back. Images and short playback scenes of last night's activities flooded into my head, along with the beautiful actress whose nose was now tracing along the back of my neck. 

I turned my head up and stared at the ceiling, then felt Emma nuzzle her head close to mine and breathe deeply. Her breath was warm and tickled my neck as it spread. Then I felt a kiss... man she had such soft lips.

"...Morning." she whispered to me

"Morning beautiful." I said in a full voice

She giggled and dug her head deeper into my neck, planting kisses, "How'd you sleep?"

"Fine with you next to me!" I kissed her forehead

"Yeah, same here." she pulled back a bit and I turned my head to meet hers. 

I looked around once "...I gotta pee..." I said through a grunt

She laughed and scooted away from me, "Well don't let me stop you, you ain't goin on my bed!"

I jumped up and looked at the door leading out to the rest of the apartment. I turned and pointed out.

"So... we were kind of busy when we passed that room on the way here so I couldn't make out if it was a bathroom or not..." I said sheepishly 

She laughed again "Yeah it's a bathroom."

I nodded and walked out into the bathroom. My jaw dropped.

The room consisted of probably the most elaborate and fancy devices I had ever seen. The entire layout included a toilet, sink, a damn urinal, a couple cabinets, and then there was the shower. It was glass on all sides, with the door facing the center of the room. Inside there were four showerheads mounted on the ceiling aiming down. The shelves and controls were all laid out along the wall opposite the door. I looked over at the urinal, which unsurprisingly, looked a little dusty and underused. I decided on the toilet instead, but it was a tough call.

I walked out and back into Emma's bedroom to find her still laying on the bed, except the sheets and blanket were splayed back to expose her erotically pleasing naked body. 

She smiled playfully at me and motioned me back into bed with her, "Come here baby!"

As I laid down I felt her curl back into me. I glanced over at the clock on the table near her side and saw it was only 9 AM. I started moving my hands along the curves of her body, and smiled as she gave me a sensual kiss on the lips.

"My god, you are stunning Emma!" I whispered

I could feel her smile widen against me along with the breath from a giggle, "So Mr. Smoothie, trying for a quickie?" 

I could feel her cling tighter to me.

"Not directly," I smiled and grabbed one of her ass cheeks, "But if you're up for it..."

She reacted to my grab with a sharp exhale, then moaned softly, "Ohhhhh I'm always up for one"

I leaned over and climbed on top of her. "Good, cause I can't get enough!" and began kissing her neckline and the edges of her boobs. 

Her moans became louder as I got lower and lower on her curvy body, and as I got to just above her waist, felt her hands firmly grab the hair on the back of my head. 

"Ohhh I remember you down there last night, think you can bring the same results?" she asked huskily.

I looked up at the lower edge of her waist and narrowed my eyes, "You doubt me?" 

She bit her lower lip and nodded a short 'no'.

I smiled and stared at her naked womb a few seconds before taking a few kisses and licks against her lips. I felt her shudder and groan at the stimulation, and slowly increased my oral assault on her. I felt her pussy leak a few drops of juice and quickly cleaned it off accordingly. 

"Ahhhh there you go..." she whispered.

I took in the encouragement with a quick increase in licks and began sucking out her juice in laps instead of simple sucks. She held my head tight and kept in place over her irradiating lips as I continued to tongue and flick her pussy, saving a tease or two for her slightly exposed clit. 

After a minute of eating her I felt her tug up at my head and raised myself out of the sexual heaven I was entering into. I looked at her worriedly. 

"Whats wrong?"

"Oh nothing," She pulled my head up to hers, "I just want to feel your lovely little fingers inside of me..."

I raised my eyebrows and brought my hand up to start rubbing her as I leaned in to stifle her moans with my mouth. She got louder as my motions slowly went from rubbing to inserting. I started with two fingers, and her pussy easily let them in. She gasped out below me and her eyes locked onto mine. 

I got to quick fingering motions fairly soon, and let my lips leave hers so I could hear her cum. 

"Ah! Ah... fuck yeah Brian, that's it!" she moaned out, her lips just inches from mine.

"Uh huh, you gonna cum for me Emma?" I whispered to her, my fingerfucking picking up in speed.

She nodded and her groans of pleasure started to get quite loud. I put my face an inch from hers and could hear the slippery noises from her pussy give away her impending orgasm. She held my head with one hand and my back with the other as she reached the threshold of climax.

"Oh fuck yes Brian, don't stop! Don't stop sweetie don... Ahhhhhhh!" 

Her orgasm surprised even her as her waist bucked up into me and her pussy released a wave of liquid onto my still moving hand. Her breathing was short and quick as she moaned and yelled to me through her climax.

"Oh Brian! Oh fuck Brian!"

"There you go Emma cum for me baby girl, cum for me!" I grunted to her.

She started to calm down and kissed me as her final waves of ecstasy crashed over her. Her next words came through deep breaths of recovery. 

"Wow, Brian that was awesome!"

She held me to her for a long kiss before I could finally respond. "Glad you liked it."

"I certainly did!" 

I fell down onto the bed next to her and felt her hand move towards my cock, which up until then I had completely ignored. When she grabbed it and began stroking I looked over and opened my mouth.

"Are... are you always like this when you wake up?"

She winked "Only after a night with an amazing lover!"

I started to laugh but it was stifled by a groan as she slowly rubbed her hand up and down. I could hear her laugh and stroke me harder.

"Bit sensitive down there sweetie?"

"Wee bit," I breathed out, "My god that voice is so fucking sexy!"

She chuckled and stayed next to me, kissing my neck and rubbing me hard and fast, "Why thank you Brian, is it turning you on?"

"Icing on the cake Ms. Stone!" 

It sort of caught me off guard how fast she was going and I felt my cock start to throb as my balls started churning a load of semen. 

"Oh... Fuck... Emma!" I grunted out.

She climbed on top of me and slowed down with the rub-job momentarily to position me near her.

"Fuck... me... now!" she whispered huskily looking in my eyes, almost command-like. 

I started to inch my way into her and felt her gasp a little, "Oh don't take it slow Brian." she whispered seductively.

I widened my eyes in surprise, "...If you say so," and bucked into her hard, going all the way in and making her shudder.

"Oh... oh Brian!" she moaned out.

I picked up speed quickly, my hips thrusting up to meet her upper thighs and slamming my cock into her womb. She groaned and squealed as what seemed to be a mini-orgasm went over her.

"Oh fuck sweetie, yes!" she groaned as her pussy leaked out onto my lap and pulsed with every motion.

"God Emma... I'm gonna cum!" I grunted out as my waves of pleasure increased.

"Already?" she looked down at me half surprised and half eager.

"Yeah, your little hands-on sort of put me on edge quickly." I explained, trying to hold back as long as possible.

She took over the movement and bounced up and down on top of me, then leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Well then what are you waiting for?"

I took that as a crystal clear signal and let my balls erupt inside of her. As I came, she kept bouncing up and down, seemingly on the verge of cumming herself. I felt my own fresh fluid leaking out of her as she rode me. My grunts were soon accompanied by her own yells and moans.

"Oh fuck Brian I'm cumming with you!" she practically screamed at me as her climax sent her right over the edge too.

I leaned up as my last oozes of cum dribbled up into her and held her as she came. 

"Ohhhh good girl Emma! Cum baby!" She kissed me hard as I got the last of the sentence out and held my lips to hers. I felt her moan into me and press her body against mine as her orgasm died down.

She finally pulled away and looked at me for a long moment. I looked around and swallowed before trying to talk, "...Wow"

She smiled and I saw small beads of sweat run down her face. 

"God that was fucking fun!" she said enthusiastically as if we were coming off of a roller coaster.

I laughed and held her as she laid her head on my shoulder, "Yeah... yeah it was!"

We sat there on the bed, panting and occasionally kissing each other in various spots. Eventually she pulled off of me and stood on the bed above me. I looked at her very wet pussy and scoffed.

She looked down at me, "What?"

I held in a laugh, "Your all wet!" I said it similar to a young teenager saying the word "vagina" out loud for the first time. She laughed too and jumped off the bed. 

"Well you sir, are all sweaty and gross..." she said as she walked to the door.

"Oh yeah," I looked around at the bed, which was quite disheveled and damp, "Sorry about the tainted state of your bed"

She looked back at me "Oh that's okay, those sheets needed to be washed anyway."

I nodded and climbed out, then began searching for my underwear. I soon realized they were back in the living room with my other clothes. I went to walk by her but her arm blocked the doorway.

"And where do you think you're going?" she said, blinking at me rapidly.

"Uhhhhh underwear?" I said hesitantly pointing through the wall to the living room.

"Oh no, your filthy ass is taking a shower with me to clean off, THEN you can walk around again!" she said matter-of-factly.

I put my hands up and mimicked a voice of surrender, "Okay..."

She laughed and grabbed my hand, "Don't worry Brian, I'm sure you'll find something to pass the time," and led me to the bathroom. 

As I stepped into the bathroom she opened up the fancy shower I had ogled earlier and turned on the water. As she stepped in I proceeded to re-ogle the shower, only this time it was at the inhabitant. All four faucets created a rain-like stream that covered almost the entire shower. She let the water engulf her and create an outline of her body as it cut the steady stream of water. I continued to stand there staring longingly at her, watching the beads run down her back and over her ass an down her legs. She turned around and looked out at me. 

"Well, come on in! You aren't gonna get clean standing there like a horny teenager!" She glanced at my crotch with a wicked smile.

I looked down to see my boner had reappeared, probably to the sight of her naked with water streaming down her luscious body. Nevertheless I stepped in and felt the warm water start to run down me almost immediately.

"Man, I wish my shower got warm as soon as you turned it on..." I said, shutting the door and feeling my hair become soaked. 

She grinned and looked up at me, then wrapped her arms around my back and held me close to her,"It's a nice perk I'll admit." 

With that she turned around and pressed her back against my chest, and leaned her head on my left shoulder, and looked back at me, "You mind giving me a hand?"

"Not at all." I responded. 

She reached to a shelf and handed me a bottle of some girly washy crap. I took a nice smell then started rubbing the mixture over her back and shoulders. 

"Now you ain't putting this girly shit on me are you?" I asked as I ran my arms down hers and over her boobs, spreading the soapy lather.

She scoffed and turned to me with a grin, "Well how else are you gonna get that sweat and cum off of you?"

"I don't know!" I threw my hands up, "But I am not getting on a plane in a few hour smelling like I shower in sunshine and meadows!"

She giggled and turned completely to face me, "Okay then." She thought for a second, "All right how about this. I need to go get us food anyway seeing as this place is barren of anything edible. So when I go and do that, you go back to your hotel, get your stuff and come back here. And because I am assuming you have your own manlier body wash packed in there, you can take another shower before you leave." She finished with a proud smile.

I nodded, "That's actually a very good plan."

She came closer and pressed me against one of the walls to the shower and leaned in close, "Plus if you keep fucking me like you did ten minutes ago I have a feeling you'll want to take another shower before you go back in public." she said softly.

"Is that right?" I whispered 

She leaned up and kissed me before stepping back and letting me go back to scrubbing her down. I rubbed down her arms and sides before reaching her crotch. As I went near her vagina she held my hand and guided it in and out as I cleaned out the chamber. I heard her breathing increase as I started to care less about cleaning her pussy and more about pleasure. She groaned again and wrapped one leg over my lower back. 

I smiled and kissed her neck while continuing to finger her steadily, "Ohhh like that do you?"

She let out a laugh before another savory moan, "Ahhhh you bet!"

I kept kissing her neck and moved up to her cheek and ear as the intensity of my fingers started to make her writhe and twitch in my arms. 

I snickered and pressed her against the opposite wall, hearing her gasp again as her back was held firmly into the glass. She kissed me again and held my arm as it pumped in and out of her. I couldn't really tell if she was wet or not due to the water everywhere, but I could imagine she was. 

"Oh... fuck!" she gasped out.

I moved her hair up behind her and let the water keep my hand sliding into her. 

"You gonna cum Emma?" I whispered.

"Yeah... yeah... yeah baby keep going!" she grunted out while pressing into me.

"You gonna cum?" I repeated greedily.

"Yeah... Yes... yes... ahhhhhh fuck!" 

"You wanna cum?" I kissed her neck

"Yes Brian! Yes please Brian make me cum!" she squealed out.

I kept fingering her into a long moan that signaled her on the brink. She then began bucking and squeezing me as she came. 

"Ahhhh fuck! Yes I'm cumming!" she yelled to me. 

"Yeah Emma cum baby!" I responded naughtily.

She rode out the down wave with heavy breathing and a long kiss. She set her leg down and pulled my hand away from her, then held my arms at the sides of my body.

"Wow, I think I'm starting to become addicted to that..." she laughed, as did I.

She pulled the bottle of wash back off the shelf and got some in her hands. 

"Your turn. Don't worry," she grabbed my semi-erect cock, "I'll pay you back for that later." 

I chuckled and turned around so she could start on my back. After a thoroughly satisfying wash down from Emma, we both stepped out. As she dried off with a towel I walked back into her living room and put my underwear back on. I also gave myself a reminder to put on a fresh pair as soon as I got to my hotel room. Emma came in after me with a bathrobe on and went into the kitchen. I heard some odd kitchen-esque noises and then she walked back in.

"I've been living off of alcohol and other peoples cooking longer than I realized up to now." she admitted. 

"Hey, since college, I've been doing the same thing." I responded putting on the rest of my previous days attire.

She laughed and sat down next to me, "That reminds me, how old are you again?"

"Twenty-five" I said proudly

Her eyes were wide, "Jesus... your four years older than me!"

My eyes went wide too "Your twenty one?"

She crossed her arms "Yeah, how old did you think I was?"

I thought to myself before answering. If I said older, god knows what her reaction would be. If I said younger, then that would be a tad pedophile-esque. I took a shot in the dark.

"Twenty?" I said with a wince

She got an impressed look, "Are you trying to get yourself out of a hole?"

I smiled and leaned back, putting on my shoes, "What else can I do?"

She walked up and kissed my head "Its okay, I kind of set you up for that."

I grabbed her head and brought her lips to mine, "I would be mad, but thats hard with you!"

She tapped my cheek, "Anyway, you sir, need to go get your stuff from that hotel!"

I laughed once, "Thank god I'm not the one paying for the room! And plus you got stuff to do too!"

"Yeah, that reminds me, what do you want to eat?" she said walking back to her bedroom.

"I haven't had a breakfast muffin in a while..." I pondered.

"Really now?" I heard from the bedroom. 

"Indeed," I called back, "My diet consists of a lot of yogurt and cereal."

"Okay, does it matter what kind it is or where it comes from?"

"Not really, whatever's closest I guess." I got up and felt my pockets. Sure enough, my keys, wallet, and phone were all still safe inside. 

"Allright, I could go for that!" she said again from the bedroom. 

"Okay, I'm off to go get my stuff." I walked to the door.

"Wait!" she came running to me in panties and a t-shirt, "Give me your phone."

I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone, then handed it to her. She tapped the screen a few times, then handed it back.

"There I put my number in. Text me when you're on your way back." 

"Will do." I said putting it back in my pocket.

"Bye!" she waved then padded back into the bedroom. 

"Hurry back!" she yelled.

"I'll try my best!" I said unlocking, opening, and then leaving through the door. I could have sworn I heard a laugh as I closed it.

The path she and I had taken from the bar yesterday was gone from my mind, plus, so I called a cab. 

As I walked into my hotel room, I realized I had never actually unpacked much the previous day. Apart from my laptop, a few notebooks and my business suit hung in the closet near the bathroom, I didn't have to do much to repack it all. I put on a fresh set of clothing, put away my now useless suit, and set off to check out. The process was simple enough, and the fact no one had seen me return the previous night went unmentioned. I hailed another cab back to Emma's apartment complex. When I got out, I found the same side door she and I used to get in the previous day, then came to a problem. I didn't have a keycard to get in. I pulled out my phone and gave Emma a nice heads up text: 




Just Business Ch. 02



"I'm back... and locked out. Help!"

I put my phone away and sat down at the door. The thought of finding someone else who lived here with their own keycard did cross my mind. However, no one was around. I checked the time on my phone. It was 10:18. Before I could put my phone away, a text alert when off. It wasn't hard to guess who it was.

"Check the bushes around you ;)"

I snickered and looked at the shrub next to me. After checking there and the one across, I found the white card stuck in between two branches out of sight. I got up and slid it into the little electronic lock next to the door, then took my stuff inside. Luckily, I remembered Emma's apartment number and after a few twists and turns, found the door into her humble abode. As I went inside, I heard no noises. It didn't surprise me. The fact Emma had left me to get in by my own accord meant she was probably still getting food. 

I took her being gone as an opportunity to look around. I set my stuff in the living room area, and took a walk around the rest of the place. The kitchen, living room, bedroom, and bathroom were all somewhat familiar. The bathroom however, had another door I hadn't noticed before. I opened it to an auxiliary room with a full washer/dryer combo and a few cabinets. 

I scoffed and smiled, "Huh... cool." then closed the door and walked back into the bedroom. I didn't feel like seeing what kind of wardrobe Emma had going, so I just looked at it and walked back into the living room. As I passed the coffee table in front of the couch I grabbed my dormant tablet and flipped it on. As it booted up, I got another text.

"On my way up to the room now!"

I responded: "coolio :)"

I flipped off my phone, then got a fun idea. 

Almost immediately I jumped up and ran out of her apartment, grabbing the keycard on my way out. 

I looked around as soon as I stepped into the hall. She wasn't there yet but she would be. I walked the opposite direction I came in for about 10 feet, then found a random, useless indent in the wall. However, it did have enough room to hide me. I scuttled behind just in time to hear footsteps round the corner and enter the apartment I had just left. I turned my head to see the door shut. I waited about 5 seconds, then ran to the door hyperventilating. I slid the key in and opened the door out of breath. I stumbled in and shut the door, and turned to find her looking at me, amused and somewhat worried. I leaned against the wall and tried to speak.

"I...I... lost my way back." 

She laughed and glanced back into the bedroom, "So you just got back?"

"Yeah."

She looked back at me, then into the living room, "Because theres a duffle bag near my couch that wasn't there when I left."

I looked past her at it, then blinked, "Oh yeah, that."

She walked up to me, "Well?"

"Uhhh magic?" I said meekly.

She wrapped her arms around me and gave me a hug, "Yeah, sure Brian."

I held up the keycard, "So how'd you get in?"

She held up hers in response, "You don't think I could survive with just one of these?" then walked out into the hall and dropped it in the plant placed conveniently near her door. "Never want to take chances."

I nodded and watched her walk back in "Very smart Ms. Stone."

She did a fake curtsy as she past me, "Thank you sir." She then walked into the kitchen. I walked in after her to find a bag from Burger King, along with two cups in a tray filled with something. She grabbed the tray and handed it to me, then followed me with the bag back into the living room. We sat down and began eating. During the meal we talked about my work, hers, and life in general. She was also filming some scenes for "Friends with Benefits" in July, and had signed on for Disneys "The Help" through they hadn't confirmed her yet. During her explanation of how she discovered Spider-Man her pocket began beeping. It was an email. She read it to me. The primary filming of the movie had been delayed by almost a year due to script errors and broken deals with other actors. The shoot would not begin until December at the earliest, and would delay the release of the film. 

"Wow..." I said after she finished reading.

She looked at me and nodded, "Yeah... looks like I'm suddenly less booked this year."

"I'll say! Man I wish I had that kind of vacation!" I said jealously.

She grinned and we both sat there eating in silence.

After we both finished she grabbed all the trash and threw it all out, then rejoined me on the couch.

"You know you never did tell me where you live..." she said as she plopped down next to me.

"I suppose I didn't... I live in Austin, Texas."

"Really... interesting."

"What?"

"You just don't have much of the accent I would expect from a Texan."

"Well I've only lived there for a year and half. Before that I was up in New York City"

"Oh that makes sense" she said with understanding We sat there for another moment of silence before she turned to fully face me on the couch. "Can I tell you something?"

I looked at her, "Sure."

She shut her eyes, "Well, remember last night when I said 'no matter what happens today'?"

"Yeah I do." 

She opened her eyes and smiled at me, "I think thats no longer a problem..."

I smiled too, "What do you mean?" 

"Well, I got this weird feeling when we first met. It popped up right after you ran off that cameraman yesterday. I don't know what it was, it was just... good. That's why I invited you back here, to see where it went."

I could see where she was going, and boy was my adrenaline starting to surge. 

"And it went great! I had an amazing time with you then and now. Talking to you like we just did was something I haven't done with someone outside of filmmaking in a long time... probably since I started acting," she leaned in close, "And I don't want it to end today."

I looked in her eyes, "Neither do I."

She held my cheek with one hand, then let go, "I want to see where this goes... what road it leads to," She glanced at her pocket, "And I now have a whole year to myself, besides shooting 'The Help' and 'Friends with Benefits', and those two aren't until July at least..."

"What about awards ceremonies, it is the middle of the season..." I shot out. 

"Oh right," she gave me an impressed look, "Golden Globes are done."

"Yeah, wasn't your hair a different color?"

"It was, I was blonde... yeah changed back to this a few weeks back"

I looked over her hair, "I like the redhead look better..."

She grinned, "I do too."

"What other ceremonies are there?"

"Ummmm Critics Choice, Screen Actors Guild, and the Academies."

I looked at her longingly, which got her attention, "Damn it must be fun being you!"

She laughed, "A little I guess, right now I prefer the life of semi-normal person more."

We sat there for a second laughing then I refocused on her primary point.

"So what are you asking?"

She looked at me blushing, "I... I guess I'm asking you to... try a relationship with me. I know its only been a day but I am kind of rushed with you leaving tonight..."

I took a very deep breath. Emma Stone... THE Emma Stone, just asked me to be my girlfriend. I took a very quick moment to savor the moment then responded with my obvious answer.

"Emma, it would be my genuine pleasure..." I said before pulling her into a very passionate and romantic kiss. After we pulled away from it she was beaming. I breathed deeply again.

"I...cannot believe that just happened" I said after looking into her eyes for a moment.

She laughed and wrapped herself in my arms, "Me neither." 

We stayed silent, deep in thought... at least I was.

"Brian?"

"Yes Emma?"

She looked up at me, "Don't tell anyone about this yet..."

I nodded, "I wasn't planning on it, plus who would believe me?"

"Yeah I guess" she smiled and leaned her head below mine. I stared off into space, praying to god this wasn't a really really long dream I was experiencing. 

"Well, what now?" 

She looked up at me and sighed "I don't know... what'ya want to do?"

Even though she was in my lap, I didn't have a boner, and wasn't really that horny. I settled on watching a marathon of random movies. They were all ones I had seen but not her. We saw Hitch (That Will Smith romantic comedy), Armageddon (Arguably Michael Bays only decent movie), and Dirty Harry (How an actress had never seen a classic staring a legend like Clint Eastwood was beyond me). She curled up in my arms and off we went...

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...The sun was fading and Emma was taking "Dirty Harry" out of the DVD player.

"Okay, what next?" she asked.

I looked at my phone. It had already been a whopping 6 hours. It was 5:45, and my flight left at 9:35. My experience with airports told me even late at night, show up AT LEAST an hour ahead of your flight time to get through security and get to your gate. It always seems like more time than you need, trust me. Add a half hour to get to the airport itself, and I had barely two more hours with my new girlfriend. I smiled to myself at the thought of that last part. Emma and I had spent the boring parts of the last few hours talking about relationships, something I hadn't really looked at since my ex broke up with me. Emma didn't insist on knowing too much about her, which I happily conformed to. 

"Well I gotta leave for the airport around 8 so how about we just talk till then?"

She turned and walked back to the couch, then laid back on top of me and turned off her TV.

"And by talk you mean?" she looked at me naughtily.

"I... I... just... meant sit here and talk... but" I stuttered out.

She grinned and slid up to be face-to-face with me, "How about I pay you back for that great shower I got this morning..." 

Before I could respond she had her hands over my pants, grasping and rubbing the now growing bulge in my pants.

"Oh," I got out, "I kind of forgot about that..."

"Did you?" she asked sarcastically while undoing my pants and sliding them to my knees.

"Okay... no that's exactly what I thought you were referring to." I gave in.

"I thought so..." she said with a grin while rubbing my cock inside of my underwear. She kissed my neck and fully straddled my lap, thrusting me back into the couch. She then leaned up and stared at me while removing my underwear and letting my cock fully come out to breath. She came past my head.

"Now can you be a good little man and give me a final present to savor after your gone?"

I leaned my head up and felt my back arch into the couch as she slowly rubbed her hand up and down my member. 

"I think that can be arranged, yeah" I said in a higher than usual tone.

She pulled my head down and placed her head past mine and whispered in my ear.

"Oh, but didn't you say you wanted another shower so you didn't smell like a girl?" she asked huskily.

I nodded quickly. 

She smiled and climbed off of me then pulled my pants off. She then pulled me up.

"Lets go then" She pulled my hand with her to the bathroom. She shut the door behind us and turned to me, with probably the most seductive look I had ever seen. 

"We've got two hours Brian..." she walked up to me, "And you're going to spend an hour of that making hot, passionate love to me in that shower," she nodded to the derelict shower room, "And then, we'll get you all clean..." she grabbed my cock and pushed it up as she got as close to me as possible, "...and you'll be on your way. Sound good?"

I had been smiling the whole time, and picked her up and slammed her against the shower door, much to her titillation. 

"More than anything in the world" 

She kissed me and unbuttoned the shirt I was wearing while I slid down the sweat pants she had put on when she got back that morning. And, just as I expected, she was wearing no panties. I slid a hand up her shirt to find a similar story with her wondrous boobs. I quickly removed her shirt as well leaving us both naked and frolicking with each other like crazy against her shower. She pushed me away and opened the door. I then followed her in and shut it. We went back to making out in her shower as I felt for the controls. But just as I reached them I remembered a crucial detail.

"Oh, duh!" I let go of her and nearly sprinted out to my bag in the living room. I tore into it and madly shuffled through it looking for my goal. I found my prize and turned back to see her staring at me in the light, eyebrows raised. I held up a small bottle of the body wash I had packed with me. 

She rolled her eyes and smiled back at me, then walked back to the bathroom. "Allright big boy, you got your precious manly gel, now get your ass back in here."

"Yes Ma'am!" I said quickly as I semi jogged back into the shower with her. 

She turned on the stream of water and we both were quickly drenched before another furious make out session. She grabbed my cock once again and quickly brought it back from the short period of rest it had taken when I got my soap. 

"God I want to be inside of you so bad!" I pleaded as she continued to rub my cock. 

"Oh me too sweetie," she started, "But first..."

She pushed me back against a shower wall, and led me down to a small built in bench just barely big enough to sit on. She continued.

"...I want you to sit there and relax. You made me explode all over your hand this morning, now your going to explode all over me." she whispered as her handjob increased.

"Oh fu..." I started, but she put a finger to my mouth and hushed me.

"Shhhhhh Brian, just let me make you cum..." she whispered.

All I could do was stare in amazement as she pumped away at my cock. It was amazing. Seeing her naked and soaking wet working magic on me was the best a girl had ever done to me.

"Oh look at how hard you are for me..." she moaned to me, "Look at how bad you want to cum for me... oh your making me all wet Brian!" 

All I could do was stare in awe with my mouth mimicking words but only moving. She just kept on going.

"Brian I want you to cum so bad for me... I want your cock to explode all over me so I can stick you inside of me and let you fuck my brains out..." with that she took a long exhale on the tip of my member, which just about sent me into overdrive. 

I reached out to the shower walls but they provided no support, and my hands simply slid back to my side. Emma definitely noticed. 

"Oh, did that get you close?" she said in a low, seductive voice. 

All I could do was nod.

"What if I did it again?" she continued whacking me and took another long exhale mere centimeters from the tip of my cock. 

I couldn't control myself that time, and let out a long groan as my balls churned.

"Or maybe this..." she stuck out her tongue and just barely touched it against my tip. 

I felt my balls start to release their contents and stared down at her just as she moved her mouth away. My cock erupted in her hands, sending the first shot of cum high into the air above her head and back down to my waist. The next shots followed suit, along with a healthy bit oozing out onto her hands.

"Oh shit Brian that's it cum all over my hand!" she whined out before slurping the oozes off of my tip. 

I was in heaven. My cock continued to let out waves of cum into her mouth and down her hand. I let out an animalistic groan and gripped the bench so tight the smooth glass edge hurt in my hold. Emma finally pulled her head off of me and looked up, pure lust and happiness in her eyes. Without a word she stood up and kissed me hard. When she pulled away she spoke.

"You can talk now baby..."

"I...I..." was all I could muster at the moment. She grinned and sat on me, letting my dick slide across the edge of her pussy. She slid back and forth on top of me, letting her lips wrap around the sides of my cock. 

"You... Are... amazing!" I finally got out She kissed me again and pulled me up, then walked me back until hers was against the wall. I slid my dick up into her quickly and she let out a pleased moan.

"Oh you're ready are you?" she toyed.

"Fuck... yes!" I said simply.

"Well then get to it big boy!"

I took no hesitation and began sliding in and out of her quickly, eliciting soft moans and whines from her.

"Oh there you go baby fuck me!"

I kissed her passionately and pushed her farther into the wall, then felt both of her legs wrap around me as she jumped into my arms. I brushed a large wet strand of hair out of her face and simply stared as she looked back at me.

"Oh fuck yes Brian fuck!" she yelled out.

"You gonna cum for me dear?" I said. 

She nodded quickly and held on as I continued the onslaught on her pussy

"Kiss me when you cum Emma" I told her when I saw her twitch and move rhythmically to my fucking.

"I will Brian!" she yelled as she went to the edge, then flew over it.

Her lips viciously pressed against mine as she moaned into my mouth and her pussy trembled around my cock and came. I held her to me through her entire orgasm, and when she came back up for air, she was still wrapped tight around me.

"Ohhhhhh... Fuck yeah!" she let out.

I chuckled and kept fucking her at the same pace. She looked at me with need and desire.

"I need your cum in me baby... I need your cum!" she begged.

"You need it? How bad?" I teased her.

"So bad Brian baby! So bad I want you to fuck me on the bench. Fuck me hard and give me all of it!"

"I will!" I grunted, then carried her to the bench she had gotten me off on, and set her down on it, putting my hand above her on the wall for support and slamming back into her again.

"That's it baby!" she said in a low tone "Fuck me good Brian, fuck me!"

I pumped into her until I felt my balls start to churn with another load of cum just for her.

"Fuck Emma I'm gonna cum!" 

She leaned up and held onto my neck and kissed me. She held my lips to hers up until I started cumming, then she pulled back and kept her face an inch from mine, staring into my eyes as I unloaded myself into her.

"Ahhhhh fuck!" I yelled out.

"There you go Brian fill me up! Fill up your little celebrity girlfriend"

That last little bit gave me another boost and kept me going another few seconds. I went back to kissing her and kept my lips locked with hers as my orgasm died down. 

After I pulled away we both stayed in our positions panting our asses off. I took my hands off the wall and pulled out of her, our combined cum smoothie gently leaking out of her. I helped her up and we continued kissing for another five or so minutes. 

She finally pulled away. "So... Want to wash up?"

I agreed, and we spent a good 15 minutes or so lathering and cleaning off the sweat and juice from our little session. 

After the shower I got all my clothes back on as did she. We walked back out to the living room and I checked my phone. It was 7:34. Perfect timing! 

We sat on her couch for that last hour and talked about how we would contact each other once I got home. I agreed to text her when I landed and call her in the morning. I didn't have work because it was a Saturday so she said I should sleep in, which I agreed to. With a two hour difference we would have to work out when to talk to each other during the day. In any case, I was happy. I was planning a long distance relationship with a beautiful, talented, aspiring young actress I had met only 24 hours earlier. I could tell she was happy too. 

When the time came, she rode with me in the taxi to the airport. When it pulled up at the drop off gate I turned to her.

"Well, I better be off."

"Yeah..." she smiled. 

I hugged her tightly and gave her a long kiss goodbye, then opened the door.

"Goodbye Brian. I'll miss you!"

"I'll miss you too Emma," I opened the door and stepped out, "Bye."

I grabbed my bag, and saw her wave from the cab as I walked towards the ticket desk...




Just Business Ch. 02



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Now is where I need your help. I have five possible directions the story could go in the sequel series:

1 – The shortest ending – Emma and Brian part ways and the story ends here (If this is chosen I will add in an extra paragraph highlighting the true ending and re-submit the story, this ending would also make the least amount of sense but if that's what the people want... which I suspect it won't be but best to cover all exits)

2 – The most radical in my opinion – Brian goes home and doesn't hear from Emma until around a month later, when she reveals that she is pregnant, and they must make a life changing decision (If you chose this I would love to hear how you would like to see Emma and Brian deal with this. Note that with the change in filming date, the baby would be born before filming begins. This is also my second favorite)

3a – Brian goes home and Emma goes on with her actress life. They continue to talk and stuff until an interview with a late night talk show host unwillingly brings Brian into the spotlight (I don't know how exactly yet but there were enough moments in the story to choose from)

3b – Same as 3a, except this time Emma asks Brian to go with her to the Academy Awards as their first public appearance. (Academy Awards are in late Feb)

4 – Brian goes home and is confronted with a business decision to head a new branch of his company based in Los Angeles. He accepts and goes back to find a place to live (Can you see where this is going? This arc is my favorite) 

Please comment below which number option you would like to see along with a reason why. I can see the story being expanded and elaborated quite nicely with any of these arcs (Apart from the first of course). If you have your own arc you would like the story to take please express it and I will take your thoughts into account. I will wait one week before starting to write the first part to the sequel series. If there is a tie between stories or it doesn't seem like enough votes have been cast, I will wait another week.

Thanks for reading guys!