Take it a little further

"I'm liking what I've seen so far," you say. "But it seems like you're lacking experience in some areas."

"What do you mean?" Jane asks.

"Well, as a kid in commercials, it's fine to just look cute and read your lines," you explain. "But acting in a full length film will take more talent. For instance, I've looked at the script and there's a scene where the main character dances with her then-boyfriend and they kiss."

"My parents never really wanted me going to dances in high school," Jane admitted. (Wow, that is just too perfect, you think to yourself.) "But I've done gymnastics! And I can take dance lessons! I'll work really hard with the director to get the scene perfect!" Now she's just spewing whatever she can think of, trying not to lose her chance.

You shake your head. "Filming a movie runs on a tight schedule, and actors need to already have the necessary skills," you explain. "But I like you a lot, so I'm willing to do you a HUGE favor. I actually used to be a dance instructor," you lie, "so I'm willing to give you one chance to show you are a quick learner and have some natural talent."

"Oh, thank you! Thank you!" Jane gushes as you pretend to call your secretary to reschedule your next appointment. In reality, you give yourself a couple of hours between interviews in order to have enough time to get a good fuck in.

You quickly put away your phone and step up to her, grabbing her hand with yours and placing your other on the small of her back.

"Shouldn't I put some clothes on first?" Jane asks meekly.

"Are you getting cold?" You ask innocently. "Don't worry, you'll warm up soon." Damn, you deserve an Oscar for your acting.

"No, I -" Jane begins to protest, but you quickly cut her off.

"If you're serious about this job you better pay attention!" You scold. "Now take a step back." You lied about being a dance instructor, but you do know some basic moves. You teach her some simple dances while trying to get her aroused. You dance with the naked beauty, gently rubbing her back and holding her closer than necessary. Jane is trying hard not to blush while attempting to remember the dance steps. You finish off with a dip, and she instinctively grabs your shoulders. "Now for the kiss," you whisper as you pull her up.

This was definitely not like any kissing scene on the Disney channel. You place your hand behind her neck, pinning her mouth to yours. Instead of trying to pushing away though, Jane just squeezes your shoulders harder as your tongue darts past her parted lips and dances with hers. You squeeze her soft breast and she moans against your mouth as you lead her towards the couch. Your hand makes its way down her stomach before reaching between her legs, and you are pleasantly surprised by how wet she is already.