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"You better go get that seen to Kate," the director said to Kate Beckinsale as she hobbled off the set and leaned on a table keeping the weight off her left leg. The filming of Underworld 2 was well under way now and many fantastic stunts were being filmed to give the film some great viewing.
"It's alright, it's just a cramp," she mumbled, flexing her leg about a bit with a grimace.
"No go get it massaged out. We'll break for half an hour and you can do this right." He said, handing her a bottle of water. She'd actually be able to have a drink since she'd have enough time to take her suit off and use the loo now. Kate took the water and took a slurp and headed towards the masseurs room, the cramp still biting in her left hamstring. She knocked on the door and looked in to see if anyone was around. The on set masseur looked up with a smile from where he was sitting relaxing on a chair with a magazine.
"Oh hello Miss Beckinsale, what can I do for you?" he said politely, standing up to welcome her into the room.
"I've been cramping up quite a bit today, and after that last scene I stretched quite a bit and my left leg just cramped up on me up here," Kate said, holding the back of her left thigh, squeezing the rubber encased leg.
"OK then let me see what I can do. Lay down on the table and let me have a feel," he said, realising how that sounded. Kate gave a sly smirk and climbed onto the table, settling herself face down on the soft surface. She felt his hands rubbing at her left hamstring, pressing and massaging her a little before sliding up. Kate couldn't help but feel a slight tingle as his fingers slid up the bottom of her arse and pressed at her hamstring there aswell.
"Your leg's really knotted up there. I can massage it out and you should be alright, but not through this suit," he said, idly stroking the back of her leg.
"Oh right, well, can you give me a hand?" She said after a moments though, looking back and indicating the zip.
"Sure sure!" he said, hoping he didn't seem too eager as he reached and took hold of the zip. He pulled it smoothly downwards as Kate started wriggling to free her arms from the binding rubber. She leaned up on her hands and knees as he started to peel the skin-tight rubber suit from her body. His eyes widened as he saw he perky breasts hanging down, Kate making no attempt to shield them from him. The suit made a sucking sound as he peeled it from her slender form, the rubber sliding from her hot body. He took a deep breath as he pulled it down over her hips, and was not disappointed.
She had no underwear on at all, not even a tiny thong. He stared at her perfectly formed arse as he pulled her suit down to her knees. Kate dropped down onto her front and held her legs up, and given the position needed to remove the suit, he saw her sweet bald pussy peeking out between her legs slightly. He pulled the suit off the rest of the way and carefully hung it up from a hook on the back of the door so as not to cause it any unnecessary damage. His cock was already semi hard as he turned back to Kate, who was looking at him with a smile.
"Nothing to keep you modest then?" he said with a smile, trying not to stare.
"Well this rubber suit is hot, and I don't want anything chafing or showing through it, so this works fine. And it's always a little fun isn't it?" she said with a slight lick of her lips and a wink.
"So how's it going out there?" he asked as he moved round to her left side, keeping his growing hardon hidden from her view as best he could.
"It's brilliant! Things are going so well, and the stunts I get to do, just so exciting to get to work on a film like this and be involved," she babbled, gripping the edge of the table as he started to work her hamstring. He massaged her quite vigorously, pushing and kneading at her smooth thigh. His hand slid down quite a lot, gently stroking the inside of her soft thigh, more so as he moved upwards towards her tight arse. She let out a slight moan as her body tingled in pleasure, a mixture of his ministrations and her being naked.
"Not being too hard am I?" he asked, still squeezing and pushing at her beautiful thigh.
"Nowhere near," she nearly whispered. He felt his cock give a twitch at her husky voice. He continued his work, moving up and down her leg.
"Higher," she breathed, looking back over her shoulder at him with a sexy sideways glance. His eyes slid to his left and met hers, seeing the mutual desire in her soul. His hands slid over her perfect skin to just below her bum and started massaging her again.
"Higher," she whispered. He looked at her and paused for a moment.