You didn't answer.

Back to three months ago:

"I don't know, Billy," you had said, unsure. You had no problem distinguishing between love and just sex, but the idea of doing it while married...?

"Ah come on," Billy encouraged impishly. "Pwease?" he gave a playful pout, bringing his head down to motorboat your tits.

You giggled. "Stop that. Marriage is a big deal, Billy."

"I know, that's why the sex would be sooo much more exciting," he persisted.

"What do you mean?" You ask, intrigued despite of your reservations.

"Think about it." Billy got up off you and stood in front of the desk. His erection still stuck out proudly, causing your mouth to water a little in desire. "Can you imagine how much kinkier sucking my cock would be if you were married?"

You sucked in a breath.

"Or say this: You gotta spend some extra time at the studio in order to go over some shots. You call James and tell him you'll be running late. Then afterwards you ride the shit out of me on the floor," he hypothesized with a smile.

You let a small gulp. It did sound hot and dirty as hell.

"Billy... I love James. I don't want to hurt him."

"I don't want that either," Billy assured. Despite his flaws, he wasn't a malicious person. "Maybe we could arrange things... I mean didn't Achonti once call your guy "fine as fuck?"

"Are you saying you think I should hook up Achonti with James so i won't feel guilty about fucking you?" You asked, shocked, yet strangely intrigued by the suggestion. "James might not feel the same way about sex as we do."

Billy held up his hands. "I'm just throwing ideas out there. Not saying we have to go through with any of it." He sighed. "Katherine, I respect you, a lot. If you don't want to, I'll support you." he did smirk as he bent over, letting you admire his ass and he picked up his underwear. "I do however believe it would be awesome. Think about it."

Back to the present:

"Who is it," Billy calls out.

"It's me, Katherine!" you answer back.

"Katherine! Come on in!"

You open the door, seeing Billy looking over his lines. He immediately put them down and gave you a big hug, almost lifting you off the floor.

"Hey there, pretty lady! How was the honeymoon?"

"Fantastic," you report with a smile, hugging him back, albeit not as strong. "All too short it felt like."

"I can imagine. We missed you around here."

"We?" You ask with a bit of a smirk.

"Okay, I missed you," he confessed.

"Missed watching me bend over you mean," you tease. Married or not, the flirty teasing was unlikely to ever end between you.

"That too," he laughs, showing off his boyish smile.

"So Achonti says you want to talk to me about something."