On set

After few bit of flirting via text on Sunday, I am with another client on Monday morning, doing some boxing drills. As he rests for a bit, I quickly check my phone, but instead of a message from Jenna, I have a text from her manager. It seems as of she feels a bit stiff today and he asks me to visit them at a nearby location where they are doing some principle photography with her and the director Tim Burton. I message him back asking when and where to be, before continuing the session with my client. Afterwards I freshen up and drive over to the location a bit outside of town. One and a half hours later, I arrive getting greeted by the manager whom I follow to the place where they are taking pictures with Jenna. She is a full on professional staying focused on her shoot, before walking over to me during her quick break.

Hey, I heared you felt a bit stiff and needed some help? I hug her and she hugs me back, being careful to not get makeup on my shirt.

I mean, that's not what I said, but I am glad you are here. You look good, did you train today? She looks up to me and I know if we were alone, she would touch my still pumped arm.

Nope, just finished a session with a client 2 hours ago, so why am I here then? Besides watching you.

I asked him to hit you up so that you can... stretch me out. She whispers the last part and her eyes glaze down to my pants.

Here? With everyone around? I turn my head, seeing her manager, the photographer and Tim Burton putting their heads together, talking.

I think that would be too risky for now. She steps a little closer and grabs my cock. But as soon as we are done here, you drive me back home and fuck Wednesday until she is your braindead little whore, how about that? She starts to massage me a bit.

I smile and nod before we hear voices behind us and she walks back to talk to everyone and takes a few more pictures.