"Okay, so we got Victoria. I know Taylor's next on the list, but there's no way you'll ever get her to do it," Joe told me when we sat down and discussed who would be next on our list of celebrities to call, Mike joining in and voicing the same opinion that Joe had.
"I know that's what everyone thinks. But Taylor's growing up and getting sluttier by the day. The only real natural progression she has left is to take her clothes off for a shoot," I told them, causing them to start seeing my reasoning, but still doubt whether or not I could actually pull it off.
The success of Victoria's shoot, which had not been released yet in magazine form but was causing near-record amounts of traffic on our website, had led me to believe, rightly or wrongly, that I could get any celebrity that I wanted to do a shoot with us, and then get them to play around with us afterward.
So all there was really left for me to do was call Taylor, and due to her constant schedule, that was easier said than done, since we never could seem to get a hold of her directly, and despite Taylor's change in image, her people were still insisting on shooting us down at any mention of the word "Playboy."
We were all set to give up on our dreams of getting Taylor in the magazine when she called the phone in the mansion one day herself.
"Hello? I-Is this Taylor? Good to hear from you girl. This is John. The offer to pose for us still stands, and to appease your handlers, we'll offer you any amount of money to do it," I told her, the giddiness to get the deal done apparent in my voice.
"I have been wanting to do a shoot with your magazine from the first day Hef called me, but my management team always says no. Let's meet somewhere and discuss this without them, okay?" she told me, agreeing to meet with me over lunch at the mansion.
I had gotten used to closing the mansion to all outside traffic for all business matters since taking over the day-to-day operations of the place, so I had it closed down for a few hours on the day that Taylor had agreed to meet with me, and we very quickly hammered out the details on a shooting time for her.
"I promise that you won't regret this Taylor," I told her as I shook her hand, trying not to leer too much at her long legs in the super-short white shorts she was wearing along with the loose-fitting gray t-shirt she had on.
"She's doing the shoot," I told Joe and Mike as I walked into the main room of the mansion, a sense of relief coming over me that I had managed what many people would call the biggest possible celebrity for a Playboy layout.
The next couple of days were a blur, but the day of the shoot finally arrived and Taylor showed up right on time, and dressed in her sexiest little black dress that was going to make for a good cover teaser to get people to buy the magazine (as if Taylor being on the cover wasn't going to already be enough.)
"Hello again John. And you two must be Joe and Mike, pleasure to meet you. I'm Taylor," she said as she went around the room, briefly saying hello to me before introducing herself to Joe and Mike before we all three sat down and went over the rough draft of ideas I had for the shoot.
"The theme of this shoot is recreating scenes from your "Bad Blood" video, only you'll be naked in the shots, obviously," I told her, Taylor's eyes lighting up much to my surprise as she looked at pictures of the set that we had made up to look like various backgrounds from the video.
"I'm ready to begin whenever you three studs are," Taylor told us, rubbing my arm as we huddled together one last time and headed for the room we were going to be doing the shoot in.
"Okay, places everybody. Taylor, please lay on the glass table there in the middle of the room for the first shot," I told her as she disrobed of the dress she was in and laid down naked on the table, spreading her legs out ever so slightly to give us all a good glimpse of her pussy.
"Son. Of. A. Bitch. It's fucking sexy," I said under my breath, trying to catch it as we took a series of shots that showed off her smooth slit, all three of us somehow getting through it without drooling too much, and then bringing in a set change.
"Okay Taylor. For the next shot, let's gets you in the office chair with your legs spread apart for us," I told her as we took several shots of her like that, telling her to make herself look as "inviting" as possible and thanking her for doing such good work when we were done.
For the cover shot, we went with the shot of her in the winter coat, and then quickly took a few more shots, all of which turned us on even more than the previous ones.
"I think we're done here Taylor. You may come over here and look things over to see if they're to your liking, if you wish," I told her, knowing that since she had put so much work into the video that we first and foremost wanted to do right by her.
"I have to be honest with you John," Taylor began as she rubbed my arm, batting her baby blues at me in a way that was going to make it very hard for me to not want to take advantage of her later, "were you not going to do this shoot based on my video, I probably wouldn't have done it."
"Well we're certainly glad you did, Taylor. You've been the magazine's most requested celeb since the day you turned 18, you know," I told her as we looked over the shots, the sexual tension so thick you could cut it with a knife as she rested her head on my shoulder.
"This is the best thing I have ever done in my career. I think I owe the three of you a thank you," she told us as she kissed all three of us on the cheek, following us into the bedroom without saying a word.
