The Scene

I looked over the script of the film. I had gotten it from an online service. It was smutty for sure but it was easy enough to shoot. First scene had Saoirse's character Shelly Davin getting a short introduction and the straight into the sext. I scanned the pages and then handed the pages over to my cinematographer, Jenny. She was a talented and up incoming. She wouldn't have been shooting a porno but I had 'convinced' her just as I ad convinced my other staff for the shoot.

"How am I suppose to clean anything in this?" Saoirse asked as she appeared from her dressing room. Her face was well made up and her hair done up perfectly for the role. She was too hot to be a maid but this was also a porno so whatever. Her maid outfit was a standard French maid garb but skimpier. "When I lean over you see my ass..." She said and demonstrated and I was in full view of her backside. She was naked under the outfit and thanks to it being so revealing it was obvious.

"The script calls for it Ms. Saorise," Kitty remarked following the actress.

"I know, I know...but its so impractical..." Saorise said messing with the frilly dress.

"You read the script?" I ask.

"I did, nothing much to it. I'm ready to go," Saorise assured.

"Good, let's get started," I say and turned to my assistant Heather and nodded.

"Quiet on set!" Heather bellowed. "Lights?" She then asked and pointed at the lighting operator. They nodded. "Camara?" she asked Jenny. Jenny's face pressed on the view finder gave a thumbs up. Heather turned back to me and nodded.

"Action!"

Shelly enters the lobby of the hotel. The Desk clerk leers at her with a creepy smile. She smiles coyly at him.

"I know that look," Shelly coos leaning on the desk. "Who is here?" then asks in her sultry Irish brogue.

"Mr. and Mrs. Smith...they're requesting you."

Shelly sighs, "The both of them?"

"Yeah, I guess the Mrs. is curious," the clerk shrugs.

"Curious?" Shelly shakes her head but grins deviously. "I show her curious, charge them double."

"You got it Shelly."

Shelly enters the Smith's hotel room. "Mr. Smith, isn't it nice to see you and who do you have with you today?"

"Nice to see you too Shelly..." Mr. Smith mumbled and then gestured to his wife, "My wife...she wants to the same thing..."

"Well now, I think I could take care of that," Shelly coos as she steps up to Mrs. Smith and starts to run her hand through her hair. She then leans in and kisses her deeply. When she pulls back, Mrs. Smith was in sort of trance with her eyes close and mouth open.

Mr. Smith stood gawking his mouth open a clear erection between his legs.

"Don't just stand there, get in there!" Shelly ordered with a devious smirk.

Shelly leans back into Mrs. Smith and starts to make out with her more passionately while also groping at her breasts and opening her shirt. Mrs. Smith is limp and barely moves. Her body just going with what Shelly is doing. Mr. Smith moves in behind and lifts Shelly's short skirt uncovering her naked ass. He drops his pants and his cock springs free. He slowly glides it in. Shelly throws her head back and lets out a deep moan. Mrs. Smith echoes, Shelly's hand has worked itself down the other woman's skirt. Her fingers probing Mrs. Smith sex.