Note- This is purely a fictional story that has no basis in actual events or persons. xxx
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Acting in movies, or onstage, involves a lot of planning and discussion and interminable meetings. The best part for the actor is the moment the camera rolls or the curtain rises to the audience. For young Emma Watson the boardroom meeting was a colossal bore and she desperately wanted to leave and have lunch. Months of preparation is needed to make a successful feature film and Disney Productions took all the time necessary. Planning, crew employment, budget meetings, casting, the list went on.
The big room in the west of London was filled with production men and the like as they prepared for Emma's next big movie 'Beauty And The Beast Two' in which she had the lead female role. She was as pretty as a picture at the end of the long table as chatter filled the air and arguments bounced from one end of the room to the other. Dressed in a gypsy style off the shoulder top in a bold crimson and a pleated mini skirt in subtle pastel colour, she looked at the wall clock and sighed. Finally the main meeting came to an end but her agent asked her to remain to speak to two members of the costume department that needed vital information.
"But it's been three hours, I'm starved and bored."
Emma pouted and sulked in her chair as Mrs. Smith consulted her Galaxy Tablet.
"If we don't do this now," said the middle aged personal agent, "it will mean another meeting tomorrow morning."
Fuck that, thought Emma and resigned herself to another hour or two of tedium. As everyone left a pair of booted and suited young men joined her in the now large empty room and her eyes lit up. Having been in the company of older men and women this was something better.
"Hi, I'm Eric, and this is Jeremy."
Emma looked at the man who spoke and was pleasantly taken aback. Bearded and square jawed his smile lit up the room. Casually attired in a striped shirt and slim fitting blue jeans he held out a well manicured hand and took hers in his. Beside him with shoulder length fair hair was Jeremy in a Foo Fighters tee shirt and aged relaxed fit jeans with a rip in the denim here and there.
"Pleased to meet you." He said in an educated burr.
She shook his hand and held his gaze as he relinquished hers slowly. His green eyes distracted her momentarily and she smiled back demurely. He continued to consider her beautiful features, light brown eyes, arched brows and light freckles. Her wavy brown hair was brushed off her face and down her back in loose waves.
"Let's sit."
The three of them maintained a comfortable distance around the table as they examined a grey folder of drawings and designs. The Disney company had designed a unique tablecloth of Emma and the beast from the first movie and it had been spread out on the table top. So large was it that the edges came way down to the room carpet. Emma listened with a not too attentive ear as they related their thoughts and ideas for the movie, and she stared at the stitched cloth. She nodded politely as they chattered but her eyes were now mentally undressing the pair of handsome men.
"And in this dress you will attend a ball and apparently dance the night away."
"Oh, that's pretty." She said in answer to Jeremy and looked directly at him.
The young English actress had recently been researching online into female sexual pleasure and the advancement of erotic and exciting scenarios in the bedroom. She has an interesting idea and the corners of her mouth curled up.
"I could really do with a cup of tea, anyone else?"
"Good idea, I'll go get some."
Eric rose and left her alone with Jeremy and she quickly sat beside the twenty year old and leaned in close.
"So, you have a girlfriend? I bet you do, you're quite good looking."
"Yeah, well, on and off, she's away in Cambridge most of the time."
"Do you live together?"
"Sure, just off the Kings Road."
"Thing is Jeremy, I think you're totally hot."
In a heartbeat Emma threw her arms around the surprised man and gave him a quick kiss.
"Oh." He exclaimed.
They kissed again and this time their tongues rolled together. At the same time Emma grabbed his cock through his jeans and felt the outline of a sizeable rod. He jumped a little, more shocked than embarrassed and shifted on his chair. They kissed with more passion and with a growing boldness Jeremy put his hand to the hem of her short skirt. He moved it between her legs and only stopped when he got to her panties.
"Mmm, nice touch." She purred.
Emma began to rub his fly when the door opened and she ducked under the table, unseen by Eric as the long tablecloth hid her.
"Where did she go?" He said as he set a tray down opposite Jeremy.
"Ladies room, ho, wow!"
"You alright mate?"
Jeremy nodded and held his breath as he felt Emma run his zipper down softly and fish out his stiffening cock. It ached in response as her slender fingers ran lightly over the rippling organ.
"Never better." He said in reply as he squirmed uneasily.
He stiffened as Emma put her index finger on the very tip and peeled his foreskin back and pop the head in her mouth.
"Sugar?"
"Fuck yeah!" He said in an unnecessary loudness to which Eric chuckled.
Jeremy was amazed at how her tongue found its way to the underside of his very erect shaft and teased it with agonising slowness. He grabbed his offered teacup which spilled into the saucer as his hand shook when Emma took his whole length into her warm wet mouth. He was rock hard in her mouth as her hand rested at the base and tickled his scrotum. Her head moved faster on his cock and he nervously grinned at his colleague who remained unaware of the scenario by his very feet.
"She's taking a long time."
"I imagine she's a bit shy around us." Jeremy suggested.
Shy, hah! The little minx had his hose in a tight grip as he was taken deeper inside her hungry mouth and sucked firmly. Who would have thought Emma Watson liked to suck cock like a porn star. Her tongue teased the engorged crown and Jeremy leaned back and let out a low moan.
"Tea too hot?" Wondered Eric.
"Yeah, hot, really hot!"
