Casting Party

"Yeah, the bigwigs want to celebrate the premiere of the new season. They're going to host a part with all the cast and crew invited. I wanted to let you know ahead of time so that you and James could attend," Billy explains.

"That sounds like fun. I'm sure James would love to come celebrate it. Seems like a nice follow-up to the honeymoon," you say with a smile.

"Speaking of, how was it?" Billy asked with genuine interest.

"Amazing," you beamed, letting your mind hearken back.

"He give it to you, right?" Billy asked with a teasing smirk.

Dirty jokes and innuendos were nothing new between you, even before the two you had been fucking. You'd been friends with Billy even before you met James, and that aspect of your friendship was unlikely to ever change.

"Pfft, hell yes he did. My man's got stamina "and" technique," you say with a satisfied grin, crossing your arms.

Billy put a hand to his chest in a gesture of mock hurt. "Are you implying I don't have technique?"

"Billy, I love you, you're dear to me, but you were never the most creative lover," you say with a combination of honesty and gentleness.

"Really?" He asked, a little in denial.

"Your idea of technique was typically bending me over a desk, hiking my skirt up, and just ramming it in," you reply, a slight flush at recalling said memories.

"Okay, fair point," he conceded. "but in my defense, you liked it that way."

A very pleasant tingling inside you confirmed that. "Touche, but still, imagination goes a long way."

"Oh?" Billy asked, intrigued. "What did you guys do?"