"Stop!"
The car came to a quick halt.
On the right hand side lot, in a warehouse district, a girl was running through a small alley, with 2 shady looking characters chasing her. She was wearing a black dress that did not quite reach her knees. The contrast of the black dress with her lovely fair skin was quite charming. It was low-cut enough to show that she had some nice breasts. As she ran, her breasts jiggled without a bra, presenting a very tempting sight.
She turned around a corner and came to a table which was very out of place in an alley. On the table was a glass of water and some tablets in a packet. She took out a tablet and swallowed it with the water. Then she relaxed with her back to the wall, and took a deep breath.
"Cut!"
I was just arriving for work in my studios and as usual watching the work going on, on either side of the road, on the lots that other filmmakers rent from my studios. That is when I noticed this girl, obviously working in an ad film. I got out to watch the scene, but mostly just checking the girl out.
"Tell her to come and talk to me."
"Yes, sir."
Preity stayed back while I got back in the car and told the driver to continue to my own offices.
An hour later, I was talking to my staff, most of them my slut actresses, when this girl walks in the door and stands in front of my desk.
She had changed into a maroon dress. This one was strapless and was tied so that the top half of her breasts was visible, her nipples barely covered by the satin fabric. Yes, they were quite clearly poking through the thin fabric of the dress because the dress was so tight and her nipples were hard, maybe from the anticipation of what it could mean to be summoned by me.
The dress was a little looser where it hung around her hips, giving her freedom to walk easily. It ended merely an inch below her ass, and her long legs were deliciously naked. Her feet enclosed in pointy-toed, 7" stilettos, making her look absolutely ravishing!
I beckoned her to me.
She walked around my desk and came close to me. I simply took her hand and pulled her up on my chair. She moved easily and gracefully, offering no resistance. She put one knee on either side of my thighs and straddled me with her legs open wide.
She put her hands on my shoulders and looked down in my eyes. I could see that was waiting for the next command and was prepared to obey any command from my mouth or my hands.
In her current pose, her dress was pulled tight around her hips. It had hiked up and revealed not only her milky thighs but also the fact that she had not covered her smooth, clean-shaven pussy with any kind of panties. So, she knew about me and my preferences.
She was on my lap, in a perfect position for me to play with her any way I wanted. Her body, both back and front, was available for me to explore. I knew that all I had to do was to unzip my pants and push my cock up in her pussy. And the only sound that would come out of her mouth would be a moan!
And she was aware of it. And ready for it!
I ran my hands slowly down her back, to her pert little ass which was almost fully bare in her current pose.
With my left hand I reached up, gripped her long, lustrous hair that was dangling loose around her shoulders, and pulled her closer until her sweet, gorgeous face was just 2 inches from my face.
"You realize, you are a new piece of ass in my studios?" I looked into her eyes.
She looked down and seemed to blush, then look up again in my eyes and said, "Yes, sir!
My right hand was under her dress now, rubbing her smooth, firm ass, feeling her up, like she was a work of art and also a piece of ass.
"So tell me about you, girl." I ordered softly.
"Sir, my name is Aruna Shields", she started, "I was born in London, my mother was Indian, my father was English."
I squeezes her ass cheek, "So you have your mother's looks."
She nodded. Her face was predominantly Indian but with lovely clean features giving it a classy look.
