Lucky Man Ch. 23

"Lovely to meet you," Gene said. "Camille, thank you for letting us shoot a few scenes here today. It's always good to have access to a new location."

"Oh, that's my pleasure," she said. "I'm just not used to having so much help during scenes. I feel lazy!"

The two continued to banter until Gene got everyone's attention with a loud whistle. "Folks, this is Ariel, here for the next scene. Camille, what's the theme of the scene?"

"I'm keen to use the same office setup," Camille said. "Vincent and I discussed it earlier and we're going to do a bit of a forceful office sex scene."

Gene nodded and turned, barking orders at the crew. "Cleanup crew, go ahead and get the office spick-and-span. Marsha, can you get with Ariel and get her ready. Talk with Camille about what she wants."

A girl with glasses and hair that was pulled back in a sloppy ponytail nodded and came over to where Camille and Kelly were standing. "Ariel, this is Marsha," Camille said. "She's going to do your hair and makeup."

"Lovely to meet you," Marsha said. "I've got a spot setup in the ladies' changing room if you'll follow me.

Kelly smiled and nodded, offering Camille a wink and walking after the other woman. Once inside the changing room, she led Kelly over to a tall chair and had her sit down.

"What are you thinking?" Marsha asked, looking past Kelly. She glanced over and saw that Camille had followed them.

"Let's do something that says 'female executive,'" Camille told her. Kelly saw Marsha nod, and for the next few minutes, sat talking politely about everyday things with the young woman while she styled her hair up in a very business appropriate style. All her hair was pulled up off her neck and pinned up high.

Next, the young woman went about doing her makeup, and she was surprised to see a familiar face come into the room. Vincent, apparently not caring that it was the women's changing room, stepped and in grinned widely as he saw Kelly getting ready.

"Ah, my beautiful Ariel," he said in his thick, sexy accent. "I was wondering where you were hiding." He stepped in and walked over, leaning down and kissing her on the hand.

"Nice to see you again," Kelly said. "You're my partner for today?"

"Lucky for me, eh?" he said. "Yes, of course I am. You are too beautiful for me not to try and have a scene with you. You are nervous?"

She shook her head. "I've done a few of these before, remember?"

He nodded. "Si, but probably you didn't have all these people around, no? It can be a little intimidating. But you have the easy part."

She looked at him curiously. "I do?"

"Si," he said, nodding. "I have to get my cock hard in front of a crowd of people, you know. Is not always the easiest."

She smiled. "So, you don't find me as attractive as you did the other day is what you're saying?"

"Ariel, you wound me!" he said, clutching his chest dramatically. "You're are as beautiful as the rays of the morning sun, eh? The rose on the vine withers in jealousy from your beauty."

She rolled her eyes and smiled, unable to stop a blush from coming to her cheeks. The young make-up artist smirked but continued working.

"Marsha, she's being mean to Vincent," he said frowning at the young woman. Kelly laughed as did Marsha.

"As long as you can get your dick hard," Marsha said.

Vincent said something swiftly in Italian and stepped close, whipping his cock out of his pants quicker than Kelly had been ready for. He was already mostly erect, and she could barely contain her excitement to work with him.

"Is almost there," he said, grinning at Kelly and stepping close, dropping it onto her thigh. She laughed and tried to hold still for Marsha as he reached down and grabbed her hand, pulling it to his cock.

Stroking, she smirked and looked up at him, feeling the warm flesh in her hand.

"Vincent, go get dressed," Camille said, standing and pointing to the door. "Quit playing and get going," she said, amused.

"Camille my darling," he said dramatically, pulling her tight and kissing her for a moment as she cackled. "You know you will always be his favorite," he said, shaking his erection at her as she pulled back. "Come on, give him a bit of a kiss."

Camille scowled playfully, and Kelly watched as Vincent pushed down on the photographer's shoulder. "Vincent," she groaned, but Kelly was surprised to see her fall to her knees and do just that, taking the head into her mouth and staring up.

"That's it," he said, his accent thick. He put a hand on her head and started to thrust, his cock sliding in and out of her mouth a few times. "Is like big popsicle."

Camille laughed, shaking her head and standing. "Get out," she said, standing and pushing him.

"But he miss you too much," he protested, taking his cock and jiggling it at her menacingly before she managed to get him out the door. Turning, she took a second to regain her composure, amusement clear on her face.

"He is too much sometimes," Marsha said, amused at the interaction.

A few minutes later, Kelly had slipped into a grey skirt and dark blouse that Camille had provided and stepped out of the changing room. The crew was milling around, the camera man and director talking quietly, and she saw Vincent waiting at the make-shift office set.

Camille went over, Kelly in tow, and listened as she scripted it out.

"Here's the way I want this to go, if you guys are okay with it. Ariel, you're the exec, and Vincent, you're the underperforming employee. Ariel, can you improvise some dialogue about him being terrible at his job and having to let him go?"

Kelly nodded. "That should be no problem." She appreciated Camille using her stage name, 'Ariel', and figured that she'd spoke to Vincent and told him not to call her Kelly around the crew. It was a small gesture, but something that made her appreciate working with Camille all the more.

"Ariel, Gene is much more experienced with the scene work and layout, so he's going to walk you through things. Just keep in mind where the camera is and that it needs to be able to see the action, like we discussed before." Kelly nodded, remembering the conversation. "He'll tell you to stop the action and move you around or have Marsha come and fix something that's out of place. Sound good?"

"Sounds good," she replied.

"Okay, I think we're ready," Camille said. "Questions?"

Neither had any, so she called for "places" and the room went silent.

"All yours, Gene," Camille called out.

Kelly took her spot behind the desk and held up the prop paperwork for a second.

The director called out a few things and finally yelled, "Action!"

She started to scribble something down on her prop papers, then reached over and touched a button on her phone. "Marsha, send in Vincent," she said, following the script.

There was a pause and then a knock at the door. "Come in," she called out, straightening the papers and setting them on her desk, then folding her hands.

Vincent came in, his demeanor much different than the cocky, self-assured man that she'd seen before.

"Hello, Mrs. Ariel," he said.

"Vincent, come in and have a seat please," she said, sensing the camera on her.

Vincent came in, appearing nervous, and sat down in the chair in front of the desk.

"Vincent," she said, clearing her throat. "There's been some discrepancies in your latest reports," she said. "This has been discussed again and again, and I think the time has now come for us to part ways."

"But, Mrs. Ariel, I know I can do better," he said, his accent making it a little hard to understand.

"Line again, Vincent," the director called out. Vincent repeated it, and that seemed to make Gene happy, so they continued.

"This is the same thing I've heard from you time and time again," she said. "There's no reason for us to continue down this same road. You need to clean your desk out. I hope you land on your feet," she said, standing and moving around the desk.

"But... Mrs..." he stammered. "Please, you have to give second chance."

"I've given you a second chance, and a third, and fourth. We're not wasting any more time. You need to get up, man up, and go."

Vincent stood as he'd been scripted to do and walked over to where Kelly was standing. She couldn't help but notice how incredibly good he smelled, and looked up at him, raising a single eyebrow.

"Are you going to leave, or do I have to call security?" she asked.

"You are heartless bitch," he said, scowling at her.

"Get out of my office," she spat.

"Good," Gene called out. "Keep it going. Cue, Vincent."

Vincent nodded, then turned back to glare at her again, the scene resetting.

"Give me line again," he whispered to her, then winked.

"Get out of my office," she said again.

His hand came up extremely fast and snapped onto her neck. She felt him squeeze gently but saw the muscles in his forearm tighten as he made it look like he was squeezing hard. Both of her hands went to his forearm as he pushed her back into the wall. Slapping ineffectually at his arm, she winced and then whimpered at him.

"Let me go," she said.

He smirked, shaking his head and holding her there for a few seconds.

"I lose my job, I take something before I go," he said.

"Just get out," she spat.

As they'd scripted, he pulled her from the wall and made it look like he slammed her back down on her desk. In truth, it was mostly her moving quickly downward, his hands just appearing to force her to do so.

The camera moved down behind her, low, and he made a show of lifting her skirt and tearing off her panties, a breakaway pair that Camille had given her.

"You've been nothing but a bitch as long as I work here," he said. "You need to get laid."

She protested, fighting and fidgeting against him, but couldn't wait for him to actually enter her. "Please don't," she said. "Just go."

She felt him working his cock out of his pants, then felt him move up close behind her.

"Good..." Gene called out. "And cut! Lube."

Someone came over as she stood back up, but Vincent held up a hand, squirting some lube into his palm and working it over the head of his cock. She felt him do the same to her then, coating her sex with the gooey substance.

"Positions," Gene called. "Action!"

After Kelly and Vincent had gotten into the same position, there was a pause before they started again. He rubbed the head of his cock up and down her pussy a few times, then thrust inside, his hand moving up to push her shoulder back down.

She cried out in mock, animated shock. "Please, don't!"

Vincent appeared unmoved and started to fuck her hard, his cock plunging deep into her. Gene would pause the action and Vincent would either pull out, or just stay inside and they'd move, or Marsha would come over and retouch one of them, then the action would start again.

They had sex with her bent over the desk, then her character was supposed to appear to acquiesce, eventually getting into the scene. After fucking her from behind, he "forced" her to her knees and shoved his cock into her mouth. It was a first for Kelly having a lube-coated cock thrust between her lips, and she wasn't a huge fan of it. She made a show of enjoying it for the camera though, and Gene seemed pleased enough. After she sucked him for a little while, he returned the favor on her, and they had sex for another twenty minutes in different positions until he came on the back of her skirt. They finished out the rest of the corny dialogue, and the scene finished with her pulling her tattered clothes back around her and looking like she didn't want him to leave. For Kelly though, the whole thing was a little odd.

"And cut!" Gene called out, the crew moving around and prepping for the next scene.

Vincent had stepped away to get cleaned up but came back as she was helped out of the tattered remains of her clothes.

"That was wonderful," he said, kissing her hand.

"It was great," she said sweetly, then was surprised to see him turn and head to men's changing area without another word.

Walking quietly to her dressing room, she went in and turned on the water to the shower; contemplating her first real porn set experience. It hadn't been bad or anything, just odd. It had felt very methodical, almost clinical and business-like. Everyone had been kind and Vincent was a good lover; it had all just ended up being a little surreal.

She realized then that she preferred Camille's much smaller type of filming style and that was more than likely what she was going to stick to. After getting cleaned up and dressed, she said a quiet goodbye to Camille and let her know she'd talk to her soon, then left without another word.

When she got to her car, she was surprised to see that it was after 6, and quickly went home. Duncan was there when she pulled up and greeted her at the door.

"Hey," he said, offering her a hug.

"No kiss?" she asked, scowling playfully at him.

"You've been shooting a porno dear," he said, drawing a snicker.

"I remember, I'm just playing with you. I showered but let me go freshen up."

He winked, shutting the door behind her as she stepped in, then followed her.

"Kara working?" she asked, walking from the kitchen to the hallway to their bedroom and to finally their bathroom.

"Yep," he said. "Said to give you her love and that she will see you tonight."

She asked him about his day as she started to use some mouthwash, turning and kissing him a few seconds later as he told her about it.

"Danielle?" she asked.

"She's with Conner I believe," he said. "So, how was the shoot?"

She smiled. "It was definitely different. Let's get some food and I'll tell you all about it."

They quickly decided on some burgers as something quick and easy, and she hopped in Duncan's truck with him. As they pulled out of the drive, she told him about what Camille had been up to and all the extra people at the place.

"Was it uncomfortable or something?" he asked.

She glanced over and saw a look of mild concern clear on his face. "No, not really. Everyone was professional and super nice, and Vincent, the Italian guy I was telling you about was very nice. I do have to say that they are very forward and aren't afraid to be more aggressive than I'm used to, but it wasn't anything over the line. It was just different than Camille's. It was much less natural and had more of a real film-set vibe to it, if that makes sense."

"Clinical?"

She nodded. "Yeah, almost. The other scenes I did, were just me and the other person, or people having sex, with Camille there filming us."

"Well, tell me what happened in the scene, then," he said. They'd just pulled up into line, so she waited until he'd ordered their food.

"Well, the story was that I was an executive that was firing Vincent for poor performance, and he got aggressive with me and forced me to have sex with him. There was a lot of struggling and pretending to fight him off, then eventually giving in."

"Sort of like a soft, non-consent type of thing?" he asked.

"Mmmhmm," she confirmed. "Like, I'm secretly hot for him and waiting for him to be all aggressive," she said with a grin.

"And the sex was good?" he asked.

"It was, but it was also very stop and go. Like, we would be having sex and they would stop us and fix my makeup or like, my hair; give us a water break."

"Weird," Duncan said. "I guess it's done differently with other studios."

"Yeah. I definitely prefer Camille's way of doing them. But then again, I haven't seen the finished scene."

"So... what did y'all do?" he asked. "I wish I'd been able to be there, so I don't have to sound like I'm checking up on what you did."

"I don't mind telling you, hun. You know that I don't keep secrets from you. We started by him pretend slamming me face down on the desk, and then fucking me from behind. After lots of stops and slight adjustments, he pushed me to my knees and I sucked his cock."

She glanced over as she spoke, seeing a smile on his face.

"Then, he ate my pussy, then... fucked me standing up with me on the desk and sitting on my butt, legs spread like this," she said, spreading them as much as she could in his truck and grinning at him.

He laughed, shaking his head.

"Then, I did... reverse cowgirl, then standing up against the wall with my butt poked out, and then finally I sucked his cock a little more before he fucked me from behind and came on the back of the skirt I was wearing."

"Mmm," Duncan said, grinning widely. "Sounds pretty hot."

She giggled. "I think you might like the fantasy playing in your head more than how it actually happened. Like I said it was a lot of starting and stopping. It wasn't very sexy."

"Did you have an orgasm?" he asked.

"No," she admitted. "I faked a couple though," she said. "Maybe another time I could have actually had one now that I know what to expect, but it was very different starting and stopping so much."

"Boo," he said, offering her consoling hand squeeze. "Maybe you'll get to work with your Italian stallion again sometime?"

She shrugged. "Maybe."

Heading home, they ate and spent a relaxing evening with one another.

The next couple of days were normal enough for the couple, Kara was working at Double D's every night until Saturday, so they weren't able to see her very much, save for a couple of morning rendezvous.

Kelly and Duncan reconnected Wednesday night, making love for several hours in their own bed, then again on Thursday. Danielle was eager to join them of course, but Kelly made sure that she understood they needed time to be alone.

Friday morning, Conner came over after class to help Kelly go through how to record a scene with one of the cameras that he'd set up in various places in the house. After letting him inside, she smiled and gave him a soft, sensual kiss.

"Hi, lover," she said sweetly, and was rewarded with a blushing grin from the young man. "How are you doing?"

"I'm doing better now," he said with a wry smile. "You sure know how to greet a guy."

"So, you're going to show me about recording my own web cam scenes?"

He nodded. "They'll go up on your personal site and be available for download after your fans pay to get in."

She smiled. "Sounds great!"

"So, first I guess we just need to figure out where you want to do the scene."

She picked the shower on a whim, and he went and retrieved the control laptop and met her in the bathroom.

After going through the steps of starting the session and showing her which webcam to pick, he showed her how to tell if the camera was running, from the laptop and on the camera itself. It was all relatively easy, and he assured her that he would handle the technical parts of getting the video converted and put up on the website.

"Awesome," she said. "Anything else I need to know?"

He shook his head. "You going to film one now?" he asked.

She shrugged. "If you want to watch me, I can."

"Unfortunately, I have to split. I'll take a raincheck though."

She pouted playfully at him. "Well, how about a quick blowjob to say thank you?"

He groaned, obviously not having time and wanting to stay. He pulled his phone out and checked the clock.

She giggled. "It's okay sweetie. I'll take a raincheck on that too."

He sighed. "Trust me, I'd love one. I just have other crap to attend to."

She nodded and walked him to the door.

"Thank you!" she called as he left.

After heading back in, she went and opened the package of toys that she'd recently gotten. Laying them all out, she examined each one in turn. She realized that it might be fun to have another person there again with her and began to try and figure who was the best candidate.

She quickly thought about her old boss and texted him, but he wasn't going to be able to make it that night, unfortunately. She also thought about Amy and Zeke, but doubted they'd want to show their faces. Still, it was worth asking.