Author’s Note: This story is a continuation of Jessica Biel’s Markup found by clicking the link below, but can be read by itself after reviewing the introductory paragraph. Please feel free to rate the story and send feedback - it is greatly appreciated.
After Jessie left that night I couldn’t believe what had happened and had to examine the remains to make sure I wasn’t making it all up. Jessica Biel was acting in one of the movies I’d written. She’d come over a few days before shooting was to begin to review the script and make some changes. While there I had managed relatively inadvertently to get her slightly blasted and had a wild sexual romp with her. She appeared to like nasty, wild sex and gave head like no one would believe. Best of all she made references to continuing our adventure tomorrow.
After getting the townhouse back in order I sat down to review what Jessie and I had actually accomplished and see what else we had left. Even though the day and night had been wildly successful for me, personally, there was still business to be done. In the course of reviewing the work an email popped up from an address I had never seen before. The email itself held the key to the person’s identity:
Hey Sexy -
I attached all the rest of my comments so we don’t have to waste too much time on the script tomorrow and can just get right down to our other business. See you then.
Well, needless to say I opened the attachment and reviewed all of the changes so that we could "get down to our other business."
Early the next morning I got up to replenish my supplies, get some lunch type foods and some other supplies. I got settled in again and set everything up. I had to be sure to not look like a sex-crazed fan or I’d get nowhere. I had to at least start off playing hard to get so that the situation couldn’t be turned around. This time I turned the heat on in the entire house to ensure we had the most playroom possible.
When the doorbell rang earlier than expected I was sure I had her hooked so all was good so far. Snow had continued to lightly fall so we had some substantial accumulation. The weather was also pleasantly cool.
I proceeded to open the door for Jessie. Her outerwear was pretty much the same but no sweatshirt this time. After unloading her coat and various accouterments I had a quick moment to behold the beauty that is Jessica Biel. Today she was wearing a pair of sweats, I suspected with a thong or nothing underneath and a tight white spaghetti string top, almost sheer, top with no bra. She also had a small bag with her.
Before I knew it she reached up grabbed the back of my neck at the base of my head and pulled me in for a deep kiss. Her perfume was intoxicating - one of the classic rich musky scents. Her tongue forced my lips apart and she was soon thereafter rubbing up her tongue against my own as if she was trying to get any part of me inside of her.
I let my hand roam down to her ass and slid my hand into her waistband cupping her left ass cheek and giving it a nice hard squeeze. My other hand went to the small of her back (despite wanting to be at the big of her front) and pulled her towards me. I slowly broke off the kiss, gave her neck a light kiss and we began the formalities.
"Welcome back to my humble abode," I began as we headed back upstairs. I offered coffee, she accepted and added shots of bourbon.
"So did you get my email last night?" she asked with perked eyebrows.
"Indeed I did. I agree with you whole heartedly." I thought she was going to melt on the spot. "Your character needs a shorter dialogue with the anonymous lover." I thought she was going to throw something at me.
"Oh, good that you think so too, but that’s not what I was referring to."
"Okay, well we’ll get to what we need to get to."
We chatted for a few more minutes and then got down to work. The discussions went very quickly. If there was anything I disagreed with she immediately gave in to get the discussions moving more quickly. We had finished half of the work within an hour.
"So, since we’re so far ahead why don’t we take a break?" she looked at me pleadingly.
"Ok." I winked at her. "Are you hungry or thirsty or something?"
"Or something."
She got up, set my laptop aside, slid off her sweatpants, "I’m also a bit warm" came over to me and straddled me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and attached herself to my lips.
My hands in the meanwhile were roaming over her splendid ass in the light blue thong. My right hand roamed up underneath her top and worked her perky tits. I could feel her moan lightly as I pinched her nipple, or gave her ass a little slap. I didn’t want to take her on the spot for the same reason as always - she’s used to having to deny people access that want it, if I turn into one of them this will be over in shorter course than Summer Catch was out of theatres.
She leaned into me and whispered in my ear, "If you keep on teasing me I’m going to have to take you right here, damned the work."
"Really?" I responded and with that I spun her around (ok, I started to and she helped), and pulled her back into me. My hardon pressed against her ass, only separated by my pants and the flimsy thong material. My left hand slid up to fondle her tits while my right hand slid down and into her panties.
She was, as expected, quite wet and receptive. She shook as soon as I skimmed against her clit. Her hands moved down to grasp the sides of my legs, her nails digging into me. I took her clit between my thumb and forefinger, rolling it around between them. She was speechless during this time, just having enough energy and concentration to keep her breathing up.
Jessie’s hot body was pressed up against mine, her top at this point lifted above her tits as I delightedly played with their pearly goodness. I continued whispering to her,
"So you like this?" Her only response was a moan.
