Diana Maitland was an assistant to a movie studio executive in early 1954. They had just secured a movie deal with one of the biggest stars at that time, John Wayne. She had been assigned to give him a tour of the studio lot, and had no idea that this would turn into the most romantic and erotic adventure of her life.
She had always liked John Wayne as an actor, but felt that sometimes his romantic scenes were not as hot as some of the others. He seemed like such a "powerful" and sexy man to her, but that didn't always translate into some of his romantic screen personas, and she sometimes wondered why. She also knew from reading stories about him in the entertainment papers, that he lived his life like a lot of his movie characters; as a rough, tough, hard-drinking, and outspoken, opinionated man—a real man's man. And, although he never outwardly appeared so in public, she had a feeling that he was a red-blooded ladies' man as well, but his type of charm might not appeal to most "ladies." But he would certainly be able to charm the pants off of her...she laughed to herself as she thought just how true that was!
She had heard that he recently divorced his second wife and wondered what had caused the breakup...but, then, she knew the tumultuous life of Hollywood stars usually did not make for ideal marriages. Still, she felt he deserved to find happiness with a woman who could truly appreciate his many fine qualities.
She had been looking forward to this day ever since her boss told her about the assignment, but the day did not start as she had hoped. When she entered the office of her boss, the executive producer, he introduced her to John Wayne by saying, "Mr. Wayne, this is your tour guide, my assistant, Miss Maitland."
She did not look directly at him until her boss had finished the introduction. When she first entered, she was afraid to look his way, because she didn't want him to see the effort it was taking for her to remain composed in his presence, which had almost overwhelmed her from the moment she opened the door. She did manage to notice that he seemed even taller than he appeared on screen, and that he was dressed casually in light trousers with a matching jacket, and a loose collared shirt.
When she finally looked up at him, the expression on his face confused her because he looked almost..."startled"...it was the only word she could think of to describe what she thought she saw. But it lasted only for a second or two and then his expression became stony. He said a quick "hello" and then mumbled, "Please excuse us for just a moment," as he took her boss aside to speak privately.
She got the feeling that maybe he was disappointed in their choice of her as his tour guide, and he was probably asking her boss to assign someone else (she was partly right, though not for the reason she thought!). She knew she wasn't what most people would consider a typical beauty, but she wasn't exactly plain, either. She had tried to dress as would be expected; a conservative length, flowing skirt and a fitted blouse of lightweight material, with medium heeled sandal shoes, but no stockings since it was a warm day and the tour would be mostly outside. Well, if John Wayne felt she wasn't good enough to be his tour guide, then maybe she had misjudged his character as that of a powerful, yet honorable and kind, man.
The day did not start as John Wayne had expected, either. When the producer told him that a young woman was going to be his guide, all he could think was, "Great, another young starlet who's going to flirt with me all day to try to get herself a part in the movie." It certainly wouldn't be the first time he'd had to put up with that scenario. Since news of his second divorce had come out, he was getting tired of trying to fend off women who wanted either to just sleep with him in hopes of getting a part in one of his movies, or to be the next Mrs. John Wayne. He was just about to ask the man to please find someone else, when there was a knock on the door and the producer said, "Here she is, right on time."
When Wayne looked at the young woman who opened the door and entered, he nearly jerked as if he had been punched in the gut, which was a good description of his immediate physical reaction to her. Never had any woman affected him in such a way the very second he saw her. But this...girl (he realized she looked very young as she got closer) seemed to have all the physical attributes that he had been fantasizing about lately as his "perfect woman."
She had one of the most naturally lovely faces he had ever seen (he noticed she wore very little makeup) framed by wavy, thick, golden blonde, shoulder-length hair; deep-set, sparkling, blue-gray eyes with sparse lashes (he'd had enough of the doe-eyed starlets always batting their thick lashes at him); a small, nicely shaped nose and a lovely, bow-shaped mouth with soft lips that looked perfect for kissing. She wore just a tinge of color on her lips and cheeks, and he could see that was all the enhancement her face needed.
She was short; just over 5 feet, but not so small that he was afraid he would crush her if he hugged her too tightly. She had a voluptuous, curvy body; full breasts that looked slightly too large for her short frame (oh, how he loved big tits!), a medium waist and softly rounded hips that were not quite wide enough to balance her over-large chest. He liked a woman to have a little more meat on her bones—he loved the feeling of soft flesh under his hands as he caressed their body. The skinny starlets he sometimes had to work with did not help him to make those love scenes believable.
This girl's legs weren't very long and were mostly covered by her knee-length, flowing skirt, but her calves were nicely toned, and he imagined her thighs to be very shapely. Suddenly, the image of him holding her with her legs wrapped around his waist while he lowered her onto his already hard, aching cock came to mind, which startled him even further...just as she turned to look up into his face. He was stunned for a couple seconds, then noticed that she was looking at him with a strange expression, and he realized she must have seen what he thought was written all over his face. He instantly put on his usual scowl and mumbled hello to her, and then excused himself saying he needed to speak with the producer just so he could move away from her long enough to compose himself.
He had no idea what to say to the producer, other than to ask him if she was the only person available to give him the tour. When the producer asked him if he would not be happy with Miss Maitland, Wayne immediately said, "No, it's just that..." he stopped himself; he couldn't tell the producer that he didn't trust himself to be alone with this young woman because he might drag her off somewhere and fuck her brains out! (He preferred more intelligent women so he could literally "fuck their brains out"—he considered that a testament to his ability to physically please a woman).
So, he would just have to figure out how to control himself around this...girl, and the only thing he could come up with was to try to convince himself that she was just way too young for him. "I'll just make myself think of her as a 'little girl'—like a daughter or a niece--yeah, right, like that's going to work!" he thought to himself. But he had to try...so he told the producer that it would be fine and he was sure she would be adequate (what an understatement!).
When they finished their conversation, Wayne grabbed a glass and poured a drink of water from a pitcher on a nearby table to try to cool off and calm his nerves. Meanwhile, he heard Diana's boss instructing her to "give Mr. Wayne a complete tour of the facilities and then assist him with anything else he needs." Diana and the producer both turned to look at John Wayne as he nearly choked while taking a drink of water. She asked him if he was OK, and all he could do was nod in the affirmative. This was going to be harder than he thought (not to mention his dick!).
When they walked into the hall to begin the tour, he said, "Lead the way, little girl," in his low, gravelly voice that she had always found so sexy.
