I was looking for a way to earn more money while chasing my dream of becoming an actor. That's when I decided to babysit. My buddies teased me, but I knew I was natural with children.
I spotted an internet ad for a wealthy couple looking for someone to babysit their children. However, they preferred to interview by email at first to protect their privacy. The candidates would then be chosen and contacted via video call.
It was essentially a generic inquiry about what I would do in an emergency. Since I'd previously babysat for my uncle's child. I knew exactly what I had to do. I had also applied for a couple of other jobs and had attended a couple of auditions as well while waiting for their callback.
After a week, I received an email stating that they were impressed with my email and would like to meet with me via video call. I replied, confirming the time slot for the video call.
For the interview, I donned my white formal shirt. At ten o'clock in the morning, Skype began ringing with its traditional ringtone. On the other end of the line, I observed a couple seated together. But it was the wife who drew my attention. I was trying to recall where I had seen her before. I found out who she was in a matter of seconds. It was Gal Gadot. The actress who reached the heights of her career as a result of her portrayal as Wonder Woman.
She flashed a mouthful of a smile and waved her hands at me. I returned the smile with a shaky handshake.
"Hi. Just to be sure, your name is Eric Forman?" The husband spoke up.
"Yes sir," I replied formally.
"Good. So this is my wife, Gal Gadot, and my name is Jaron Varsano."
It felt surreal when he casually introduced Gal. Even though I was conversing with him, my gaze was drawn to his wife. She looked unintentionally hot in her floral dress. He went on to ask me more questions about myself and my past, and then he started asking more about babysitting stuff. Gal sat there with a smile and nodded the entire time.
"What interests you about being a babysitter?" Finally, Gal questioned me with her familiar Israeli accent.
"To be honest, it's not about money," I lied.
"A natural desire to spend time with children. While you're at work, I get to spend the majority of my time with the kids as a nanny. As a result, to safeguard the children, I had to love them naturally. Fostering relationships with children and their families is, in my opinion, the most rewarding aspect of babysitting." I responded truthfully.
The couple looked at each other and smiled.
The phone began to ring at that point. "I've got to take that," Jaron stated to his wife after picking it up. "Can you finish the interview on your own?"
He wished me luck before exiting the camera frame.
I felt like there was a battle going on inside my stomach. I couldn't believe it when I found myself alone in my room, talking virtually with Gal Gadot.
"I liked the way you answered," she complimented and continued, "So... This was not supposed to be revealed to you yet. But you really impressed us with your mail. The video call was simply a courtesy to get to know you better." Gal told me with a big smile on her face.
I responded to her with an awkward smile. I couldn't believe the possibility of meeting Gal Gadot, let alone working for her.
"Don't be nervous. I'm not going to eat you," she joked. Her accent made it sound more seductive.
"I couldn't believe I was having a conversation with you. I was only used to seeing you in movies. But I just have to say this... No one else could play Wonder Woman better than you." At this point, I felt like I was flirting while complimenting her.
She thanked me with a blush.
"So, I saw you mentioned you were hoping to break into the acting business?" She inquired further.
I nodded.
"So you're going to ditch me and my kids whenever you get a big chance?"
I felt like I blew the opportunity to work for Gal. It was advertised as a part-time job. So I thought my acting career wouldn't be a problem for them.
Gal, on the other hand, burst out laughing and remarked, "I was only messing with you. In the future, we'll sort it out."
"If you get this job," she added after a little pause.
Her husband had returned, and the couple informed me that if I met their standards, they would contact me in the future. The call was then terminated. I sat in my room, staring at a blank computer screen. I couldn't believe what just happened.
I drew my chair closer to the table and googled Gal Gadot. It came up with a bunch of her information and pictures on it. I continued on my search for her nudes. However, I was dismayed to learn that the actress had never performed a nude scene.
Eventually, I ended up looking at her bikini scene in the movie 'Fast and Furious.' I felt blood rushing through my penis. I drew my hard dick out and lubed it. And then I started stroking it faster as I watched that old guy in the scene rubbing her ass over her bikini. Her long, slim physique was driving me insane. In a split second, I was cumming all over my hands. I let out a huge breath. I was hoping to get the job while cleaning the cum off my hands.
A week had passed since my interview with Gal Gadot. Then, while I was out with my friends, I received an email that piqued my interest. It was from Gal. I opened it excitedly. But my heart broke when I read that they were sorry I didn't get the job.
My dream of working for Gal had died that night. I decided to let it go and focus on my career. Nonetheless, Gal lived rent-free in my mind.
I landed a part-time job as a nanny for another couple after two weeks. I would go to the audition in my spare time. The majority of the parts were either prisoner #3 or a corpse.
I awoke one morning to find that I had received mail from Gal Gadot again. She sent me her phone number and requested that I call her. I leaped from my bed, shrieking with delight. As I dialed her phone digits, my fingers were shaking. When I waited longer for her to pick up the phone, I thought my heart would leap out of my chest.
"Hello," said the person on the other end of the line. I assumed it had to be Gal. I couldn't recognize the accent.
"Hi. My name is Eric Forman. Gal Gadot requested me to give her a call," I explained.
"Oh, Hey Eric. It's me, Gal," She exclaimed.
"How are things going for you? I'm sorry we didn't hire you. Jaron assumed this other girl would do a good job because she offered to work full-time if we wanted." She apologized sincerely.
"Don't worry. I now have a new job." I informed her. And then, I questioned, "So, you asked me to call you?"
"Oh, yeah! About that... So how's your schedule? Are you free on Monday?" Gal inquired.
"Nothing much. Yeah, I am free." I responded.
"So, one of the actors in the advertisement I was working on had an injury. He had to leave it at the last minute. So, I figured you might be interested in the part. That's the least I could do for getting your hopes up and not hiring you in the end." Gal clarified.
I couldn't believe Lady Luck had finally come to my aid.
"Oh my goodness, Gal. Of course, I'd like to do it." I was delighted.
She sent me the studio's address and asked me to meet her on the set on Monday. I had to wait two more days to meet Gal in person. Not only did I get a role bigger than playing a corpse, but I also got a chance to meet and work with Gal Gadot.
I spent the entire weekend jerking to Gal Gadot. My whole living room was covered with tissues.
I went to the studio wearing a white t-shirt and black jeans. She mailed me a pass that would let the guards know that I was there to meet her. I chatted with a few people once I arrived on set. Finally, one of the assistant directors, who was nice enough, gave me a drive to Gal Gadot's caravan.
He walked in and spoke with her for a few moments before returning to inform me that I may now enter. As I entered the trailer, I adjusted my shirt. I wanted to appear flawless. And then I saw Gal Gadot. She was sitting on the chair, wearing a full-length oversized black coat. Some young lady was applying makeup to her.
"One second, Eric," she said looking in the mirror. "Please take a seat."
I sat and waited for a few moments. And then the girl finished her task and exited the trailer in a flash. I was once again left alone with Gal Gadot. But this time, she was there, flesh and blood, in front of me.
She smiled as she walked up to me, still dressed in a big suit. That way, her outfit underneath the suit wouldn't be ruined, I reasoned. She extended her hand to shake mine. For a brief second, I felt her soft hands in mine. It was a firm handshake. She was a confident woman.
She apologized once more for not hiring me. I assured her that everything was fine.
"Thank you for the offer," I replied.
"It's the very least I can do. It's not much," she admitted.
