Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. I do not make money from these stories. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work.
Special thanks to my friend Jack who inspired this trilogy. I also want to give thanks to those who wrote me feedback for the first chapter. Hope you enjoy the second piece of this trilogy!
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Los Angeles, California
The rain had come and gone through the night, washing away a weekend through the midnight hours before the morning had come. Outside the overcast came with fog eating up the scenery beyond oak trees and their leaves scattered across the ground. On a Monday morning like this, there was little concern of shades or curtains covering the windows upstairs in the bedroom. Blake Lively had found herself all home alone again, waking up to a lonely bed and text messages from her maid that would be arriving to do the usual house cleaning to begin the week. Her husband Ryan had left Friday for a trip onto a movie set in Arizona while their kids were off on another trip with their grandparents only an hour across town in another wealthy neighborhood.
Once again, Blake found herself home alone with all the time in the world to herself. A month had passed since her trip to the Demonic Jewel porn studio where she had met Johnny Boy Walker and one of his stars. Hidden in a spare purse within her massive closet was the DVD copy of her 'sex tape' she had filmed with Johnny and Shawn. The director himself had called her where an arranged delivery was made, but Blake could not stomach the thought of sitting down and watching it. Johnny had at least proven himself to be a man of his word, as the DVD had his company logo etched onto it among other artwork in red coloring. It would've been expected for Blake to call her friend Salma Hayek and tell her how it went, but she hesitated. Salma did not need to know all of her business.
Some things were better off kept secret. Blake felt she could have dropped the whole experience with filming pornography and moved on, but she kept Shawn in the back of her thoughts. There was something about the muscular tatted man she had fucked, something that kept her attention as time passed by. In the past weeks when Ryan was home, she found herself curious enough to go online and find the Demonic Jewel company website. It was one risk to dare herself to look up porn on the internet, another to do it while her husband was in the house. Blake could not forget that moment of shutting her laptop and shoving it under the blankets of her bed when she heard Ryan stepping to the bedroom door. Such memories were at the forefront of her mind today as she wandered around the bedroom all alone.
Blake had attempted to track down Shawn, as she discovered his full performing name within the adult industry was Shawn W. He had shortened his full last name, another bit of information Blake discovered as she searched through the internet. Shawn seemed to only be on contract with Johnny's studio with no way to contact without writing through there. As she became more eager to get a hold of the man, Blake did not want to have to go through Johnny again. She only had one of the men on her radar and the last thing she desired was to make another film that would be produced onto another DVD she would have to hide in the closet. There was the option to hire a private investigator, but that would be yet another person involved and Blake was hesitant to throw money away like that simply to find the man.
She had found her solution over a week ago when discovering that Shawn had a social media account. It didn't take her long to make up a profile under a fake name and upload a few photos that were taken at home and wouldn't be recognized by anyone else. There came an advantage to having your husband's status of fame outshine your own. Blake felt she could slide under the radar, so it would be fine to upload a few photos. From there, she had sent Shawn a friend request. The actress did not have to wait more than a day for him to accept her and offer a glimpse into his life based on what he had posted onto his social media account, hidden away from non-friends. Blake soon learned what kind of man Shawn was based on his interests and tastes in entertainment. She didn't hesitate to contact him in private messages and strike up a conversation, quickly revealing her identity.
Shawn's initial response was to send her an 'LOL' and inform her how amused he was to have shot porn with the wife of Ryan Reynolds. Blake shook it off, letting the man talk dirty back and forth with her before she began to browse about his profile. He had posted various photos of himself, dating back to college before his body had become a canvas for artwork. Shawn appeared to have a great interest in Heavy Metal music as he had photos attending concerts of bands such as Judas Priest and Metallica. Blake never left a comment anywhere on his profile as she didn't want alert any curious eyes that may have also been browsing the same pages. Instead she had decided to ask for Shawn's personal phone number and once they began to communicate through text messages, that was when she deleted the social media account for good.
What made the situation even funnier was doing it all while Ryan had been home and managing to secure such a secret under the table from anyone's suspicion in her own home. Her choice had remained the same as before when it came to where she would meet him. Blake had no intentions whatsoever of bringing a man of his background into the home she shared with her family, but she had own plans for meeting. On a day like this with too much time on her hands and able to slip away, it was time to give Shawn a call and see if he wanted to plan anything together. Before the weekend, Blake had hinted to Shawn about them meeting up for some kind of fun. She had made it clear to him she wanted something under the table and was going out on a limb to see if he was trustworthy enough to keep his mouth shut.
Now her mind was racing as she grabbed her smartphone from the bed sheets and clutched it tightly with both hands. Blake was ignoring the text messages that awaited her from the maid who would likely be arriving in the next hour, unless there was some change in her schedule. Licking her lips, she began to walk to the bathroom while thinking of herself how she would approach calling Shawn. It wasn't like her to suddenly get nervous about talking to someone, but Blake couldn't push back the roaming sensations she had right now for a thrill. There was something fun she found in all of this sneaking around and indulging herself in lustful fun behind her husband's back and away from home. Today was going to be something of an adventure, she began to think ot herself. Biting down on her lower lip, she suddenly tapped the screen of her phone and scrolled through her contacts to find Shawn. The clock above gave her a time of 8:17 as she began to call him.
"Hello?"
The familiar voice spoke lowly through the phone. Blake immediately replied as she glanced into her mirror, looking back at herself covered in a white night gown.
"Hi, Shawn?"
"Blake right? What are you doing calling me this early."
"Oh, I didn't wake you did I? I'm sorry!"
"No no, I've been up for a few hours. Just wasn't expecting any calls like this so soon into the day. What can I do for you today, babe?"
Once again, she bit down on her lower lip while thinking of how to approach this question in mind. Blake decided to play it smooth, hoping this would relax her sudden nervous tensions.
"I was wondering if we could arrange something. You remember what we talked about on Facebook right?"
A chuckle was heard through the phone. Shawn replied after his laugh.
"Yeah, I remember."
"You aren't gonna busy today are you? I wouldn't mind some company, if you know what I mean."
"Are you asking me to come over and we do something?"
"No... Not where I live. I'd rather meet up somewhere"
Blake had to contain herself after a quick answer. Shawn let out a laugh before he answered back.
