"Can We Talk Privately?"

The director looks at you for a second with narrowed eyes, before coming to a decision.

“Everybody, out,” she commands.

You lock the door once everybody has left, leaving the director looking at you questioningly.

“I’ll cut past all the crap and get straight to it. We have two problems at hand here. First, I’m painfully cognisant of the fact that you weren’t going to pick me, if only because of a lack of similarity to the original actor.

Second, you’re aroused beyond belief. Don’t try to deny it, I could practically feel the moisture on my skin the second I stripped down, you sexy redhead. It wasn’t a fully professional request, was it?”

The director, usually composed, collected and completely in control, stares at you with her mouth agape, face flushed. You close the gap with two steps.

“But now that I think about it, we might hold the solution to each other’s problems,” you say, running a hand across her ass.

You lean in to kiss her, and she meets you with fiery passion. Her firm ass is ripe for your taking, and you squeeze it hard, getting a good feel of the muscle there. You’re already stripped, and it takes her seconds to match you in clothing. With one hand, you scout out her wet pussy, teasing near its entrance, while you continue to feel up her bubble butt with your other hand.

“I think that might just work,” she says, breathless when she finally surfaces from that kiss. “Take me, please.”

You sink your fingers deep into her pussy, thrusting and stimulating her clit. She groans. She reciprocates, popping your cock into her mouth, and sucking it hard. You pleasure each other, until she can’t take it any more. With your cock now deep in her throat, she manages to **** out the next sentence.

“Mmmgh I … mmm … needgh your coooocck.”

Half the words are caught in her throat, somewhere between a gag and regular speech, but you understand her well enough. Your four fingers in her slick pussy pull out abruptly, leaving her pining with her eyes, when they shift to circling her asshole. Her eyes widen.

“I’m taking your delicious ass,” you say, tugging on her hair as she lets your cock slide out of her mouth.

“Do me hard,” she says, “I’m so fucking horny.”

You flip her onto her stomach, and guide your cock to her asshole. The initial going is slow, her incredibly tight walls gripping and clenching with an intensity you didn’t think possible.

“Gods you’re like a vice,” you say, forcing another inch of your length into her.

She wiggles her ass at you, half-teasing and half in pleasure. Your hands, having wandered to her breasts, pull and push at her nipples, and she moans again in pleasure. The entirety of your cock has by now **** its way into her ass, and she is panting from the unfamiliar feelings coursing through her.

With the next few thrusts, you set a pace that has her anxious and eager for more.

“Fuck that’s a firm butt,” you say, slapping her hard.

The palm mark left on her left buttcheek seems to excite her as she catches her breath. You slap her hard again. You match your thrusts with your hits, leaving her ass red as the hair that tumbles down her back. For minutes, you ride her with a slow, hard, grinding down the depths of her ass. Her heat, her tightness, all of it is overwhelming and you’re groaning in pleasure.

Eventually, with one last hit and thrust, you cum, spilling loads of your thick white seed into her asshole. She shudders in pleasure, orgasming as well, and you clutch her body tight, riding out the high with her. It’s many seconds before she goes limp, the chemicals in her brain finally fading.

“If that wasn’t a convincing enough argument for the job, I don’t know what would else could be,” she says contentedly, stroking your semi-hard dick.

“That’s good to know,” you chuckle. “I think I’m going to enjoy this temporary job just fine.”

“Oh, Emma can be a real icy bitch when she wants to,” the director says. “I would be careful if I were you.”

“Thanks for the tip,” you say. “I’ll see you on the set, then.”