Remind Sabrina about making a video

“Oh! Can I offer anyone a drink?” Sabrina asks everyone, remembering that she is the host of this growing party. “John, you want another beer? I have wine as well, red or white…”

“Sure,” you agree.

“I’ll have a white,” Violet says.

“I’ll take a beer, thanks!” Scarlett adds.

Sabrina nods and turns towards her kitchen.

“I’ll help,” you tell the other ladies before following her.

You grab your phone with you before you enter. You just can’t have Sabrina’s naked tushie go unrecorded when it is wiggling out of the room. She doesn’t notice anything is up as she opens her fridge and bends over to root around. She pulls out two cans of beer and a bottle of white wine, holding the cold drinks up against her chest to keep them from dropping. She gasps at the chilly objects against her skin, holding them firmly against herself as she closes the fridge door with her butt. This is when she notices you are directing your phone cam at her. Her eyes go wide and she reactively tries to cover her face, nearly dropping the beer and wine!

“What are you doing?!” Sabrina gasps, indignantly. The surprise seems to have caused her to drop her sex positive charade for the moment. You’re glad you are able to catch the candid reaction on video.

“You asked me to be your cameraman, remember?” you remind her. She realizes this is true and you can see her demeanor physically change through her face.

“Oh. Right,” she half smiles. “You just caught me off guard…” As a way to compensate, she opens her arms out to show off her body.

“Want me to carry some of those?” you offer, taking one of the beer cans with your free hand.

“Thanks,” Sabrina says. Her tone has a weight to it as she remembers the whole reason for this evening. “How did the video with me and Violet go?”

“Everything was in focus, trust me,” you assure her. “Although it was only a couple of minutes.”

Sabrina bites her lower lip and furrows her brow. “That’s not enough…” she mutters, thinking nervously.

“Long enough for what?” you ask, innocently.

“Oh. Nothing… I just want to get more video,” Sabrina replies.

You are more than satisfied with the result for tonight but you can’t tell her that directly without outing yourself as her blackmailer. She’d have to send the video to get you to respond through your alternate identity. Sabrina appears to be second guessing herself and what she needs to produce as is typical of her. She is always an overachiever, whether it be in school or work, or providing sex content. Since there is no way to let her off the hook without revealing yourself, you feel it prudent to let things play out.

“Well, I’m still your camera guy!” you tell her, still recording.

“Thanks… but with Scarlett in the picture, how am I supposed to do it now?” she says.

“You could get her to join,” you suggest.

Sabrina’s face freezes in shock. This doesn’t look like something she even considered. Slowly the connection between her guests and sex come together enough for her to picture the scene. “That… no, I couldn’t possibly do it with two!”

“You already ate Violet out, what’s one more?” you ask.

Sabrina paces back and forth nervously. “That was… well, we know each other. I mean, would she even be into it?” she wonders out loud.

“I don’t know, she seems like a pretty outgoing type,” you reply, looking out toward the general area of the living room where Scarlett would be sitting.

“But I just met her!” Sabrina explains. “What? Am I supposed to just walk out there and ask, ‘Hey, you wanna do a sex video for me?’ and she’s going to say yes?”

“I mean… we all just had sex…” you shrug.

“I know, but still…” Sabrina folds her arms together, squeezing her boobs as she taps her foot. She looks very uneasy.

“Well, How did you ask Violet in the first place?” you ask, trying to find some way to give her courage.