Jenna and Chloe had taped a note to the front door. "Dear Mr. Devins. As the proprietor of the hotel, I'm sorry I couldn't be there to greet you in person but something came up. Please come right in. I've booked you on the third floor, the room on the left. I have you signed up for one night and I look forward to meeting you in the morning." The note was signed The Management.

At exactly eight o'clock Frank opened the door to the brightly lit room the women had set up and glanced around, smiling broadly. He looked like a typical tired businessman, dressed in a white button-down collar shirt and black slacks. A tie was threaded through the collar but not tied. Jenna, secreted in a closet, peeked out and saw him nod over and over again. Then he sat down on the edge of the bed and waited.

Jenna was a little nervous. This would be a one time shot, one chance to make a video Chloe and Frank would enjoy for a long time to come. Could she do it right? Would she freak out watching her best friend and some guy she hardly knew make love? Oh well, she thought, only time will tell. She rubbed her damp palms on her jeans and tried to calm her jittery stomach.

After only a few minutes a knock sounded on the door. "What is it?" Frank called, sounding a bit exasperated. Jenna was amazed at how well he played his part.

"Hotel service," Chloe's voice said.

Slowly Frank got to his feet and crossed to the door. When he opened it Jenna was amazed at the sight that greeted both of them. Chloe was dressed in a figure hugging red dress, barely long enough to cover her panties, if indeed she was wearing any. The top was cut low in the front, showing a massive amount of cleavage and the lace edging on a bright red demi-bra. She wore thigh-high red stockings topped with elastic lace, and strappy red sandals with four inch high heels. A tiny red pocketbook hung from her shoulder by a rhinestone strap and around her neck hung a glittering rhinestone necklace with a large drop that fell deep within her cleavage. Huge rhinestone earrings hung from her ears, long enough to brush her shoulders.

Chloe had deliberately overdone her hair and makeup so that, had Jenna not known, it would have taken her a moment to recognize her friend. Her short, curly hair was teased and swept high on her head. Heavy eye makeup and long false eyelashes changed her expression and bright red lipstick accentuated her large, smiling mouth. "Hi, sugar. My name's Candy. Want some?"

"Me?" Frank said as Jenna slipped from the closet and turned on the camera which was, at that moment, pointed at the door. Fortunately the camera was completely silent.

"Sure. You're Frank, aren't you? I'm a gift from the boys at the office. Can I come in?" She was sucking a mint and swing her purse from its long chain. Her entire body language said ‘hooker,' hip thrust to one side, long red fingernails stroking up and down her cleavage.

Jaw hanging slack, Frank backed up and allowed Chloe into the ‘motel' room. "Wow, you look great," he said, his voice a bit shaky. "I never expected...."

"Expected what, sugar? I'm here for some fun. Got a drink for a girl?"

The two people were totally oblivious as Jenna pointed the camera and Frank turned to a bottle, a tray of glasses and a tacky plastic ice bucket Jenna and Chloe had put on the bedside table earlier. "We seem to have some rum. I hope it's your favorite."

"Just right, sugar. On the rocks."

Jenna heard the ice cubes clank into two glasses and Frank poured several fingers of rum into each. He handed one to Chloe who took a sip. "Mmm, dee-licious." Jenna quietly panned from Frank's face to Chloe's then to the glasses.

"Yeah," Frank said, still obviously totally nonplused. "Nice." Jenna zoomed in on his face as his eyes roamed Chloe's body, then moved to Chloe's deeply shadowed cleavage. "Candy. Nice."

"Can I sit down?" Without waiting for an answer Chloe perched on the edge of the bed and patted the bedspread beside her. "Join me?"

Slowly Frank sat beside her. "So, what business are you in, sugar?"

"I'm a floor broker on the stock exchange." Jenna knew that part of the scenario was true.

"Ooo," Chloe said. "You buy and sell all those stocks and bonds?"

"Something like that."

"You must be very rich."

"I do okay," he said. "You been in the business long?"

"The business?" She looked down a bit puzzled. "Oh that. Yeah. I'm sort of new. I've been doing this for a few months. What do you want to do now?" she asked, sipping her drink. Jenna suddenly realized that, although Chloe appeared completely comfortable with her role, she was actually quite nervous. It added a sweetly vulnerable note to the film Jenna was shooting.

Frank set his drink on the bedside table and cupped the back of Chloe's head with his large palm. "This," he said and drove his mouth down on hers. Quietly Jenna zoomed in on the scorching kiss. Barefoot she moved around the room angling in on the meeting of lips as they changed the position of their heads to deepen the kiss. "And this," Frank said as he placed his hand on Chloe's thigh and slid it up her stocking. Jenna tried to ignore the way the sight of Frank's large, dark hands against the red of Chloe's stockings made her nipples pucker.

"God, you're sexy," Frank groaned. "I'm going to get the guys' money's worth out of my whore for tonight." He guided her to a standing position. "Strip for me."

Looking a bit bemused Chloe glanced over her shoulder at Jenna's camera, then back at Frank. "Sure, sugar. Whatever you want." Spreading her thighs so Frank would be able to see her crotch, Chloe put her foot on the edge of the bed and unfastened the buckles on one sandal. Then she slowly rolled one stocking down her leg, her fingertips caressing her skin as it was revealed. When Frank reached out to stroke her, she playfully batted his hand away. "You wanted me to strip. Let me."

Frank nodded, his eyes never leaving Chloe's hands. When one leg was bare she placed her naked foot on the floor and repeated the performance with the other. At first Chloe had been glancing at the camera often but as she got deeper and deeper into her role she seemed to become oblivious to Jenna's actions.

Frank grabbed the front of Chloe's dress and dragged her closer. "I want this gone," he said, his voice gravelly.

"You're sure in a hurry, sugar," Chloe said as she slid her hands down the sides of the dress until she could grasp the hem. Then she wiggled her hips as the pulled the dress upward. Soon it was off and she stood dressed in only a tiny, strapless, brilliant crimson satin and lace bra and thong panties. Jenna gradually zoomed out so she could get both Chloe and Frank in the same frame. The look on his face as his eyes roamed Chloe's body was something not to be missed. Jenna had never truly understood the word ‘smoulder' until that moment.

"You like Candy, sugar?" Chloe said, her voice breathy.

"Shit, baby," Frank said, licking his lips, "what's not to like?"

Jenna agreed. Although tiny, Chloe's body was beautifully proportioned with a flat abdomen and ample breasts. Any man's fantasy, Jenna thought.

Chloe rubbed her hands up her belly and cupped her fabric-covered breasts. Then, wordlessly, she reached behind her and unfastened the bra, allowing her flesh to fall from the cups. Jenna centered her camera on Chloe's nipples as Frank's dark hands reached for them. She watched through the lens as he kneaded, then dragged her close so he could fasten his lips on first one erect nipple then the other.

Jenna was amazed at the way the scene made her body feel and she could now understand what people enjoyed about pornographic movies. It was as though she was experiencing what Chloe was. She could almost feel Frank's fingers squeezing and pinching her.

Seemingly unable to wait, Frank grabbed the front of Chloe's panties and she could hear the sound of cloth ripping. Then the wisp of red was in his hand and he impatiently tossed it away, burying his face in the coarse hair between Chloe's legs.

The room now smelled of sex and the scent was intoxicating. Jenna moved around and watched Frank's tongue flick out and lick the swollen flesh between Chloe's legs. Then Chloe backed off. "You're still wearing all those clothes, sugar," she said, reaching to unbutton his shirt.

When his torso was bare Chloe leaned over and, growling, placed a line of bites along his shoulder. Then he stood and she quickly removed his slacks and briefs. It was all Jenna could do not to gasp. His erection was tremendous, thick and rigid, precome oozing from the tip.

Chloe fell to her knees and fondled Frank's engorged shaft. "Sugar, this is the best piece of meat I've ever seen."

"If you like it, suck it."

Chloe kissed the tip while she caressed his shaft. She stuck her tongue out and licked the length as if it were an all-day sucker while Jenna's camera zoomed in on her mouth. She flicked the tip with her tongue, then her red-painted lips surrounded the head and agonizingly slowly took the entire length into her mouth. Jenna made sure that the recorder picked up both the sound of Frank's moaning and the slurping sounds made by Chloe's obviously talented mouth.

Jenna's camera moved with the rhythm of Chloe's mouth, suck, then withdraw, until Frank was crazed with lust. Jenna moved the camera to his face, then back to Chloe's.

"Shit, baby. Now you're going to get the fuck you've been paid for," Frank said, pushing Chloe onto the bed and ramming his thick cock into her. Jenna focused on his buttocks and the play of muscles as he thrust and relaxed. She bent down at the foot of the bed and managed to get a shot of Frank's cock as it disappeared into Chloe's cunt. Shit, she thought, if this comes out the way I think it will, it will be some video. She thought they would want a come shot like all the movies had but she didn't want to break the spell so she let the action play out.

© Copyright 2004

Write to Joan

To Main Page