You Don't Really Do Sexy

This story is a complete work of fiction and has no basis in reality. The characters bear names and physical descriptions of their real life counterparts but are fictional characters. This story is only for people 18 years and older.

You Don't Really Do Sexy 2

Starring Amanda Seyfried

It had been over a year since Annie and I had our 'date' and, despite the hint of more, we didn't repeat our carnal actions. We had seen each other several times at parties but Annie never discussed what had happened, although I did catch her staring a few times. It made me feel good that I had left such a strong impression on her.

It was a chilly October night in New York and I ducked into a bar. I had been out with some friends for food and decided to pop in for a drink. I looked around to see if there was anyone suitable for a one night stand when I ran straight into Annie. She flashed her pearly whites at me when she realised it was me and not some stranger.

"Ben, it's so good to see you." Annie said as she threw her arms around me.

I hugged her back and it felt like she was holding me too tightly for a friendly hug. Any hope for more was dashed as I saw her husband Adam wave over to her. I decided to join them for a drink and it was very pleasant but I lost hope of bringing someone back to my place.

"Adam, can you go and get a taxi? I need to talk to Ben about something."

"Alright matchmaker, I'll see you around Ben."

We watched him leave before Annie slipped her arm around waist and moved her hand onto my ass.

"I never forgot our night, I just never found time to bring you around for another go."

"Well I can't say I wasn't disappointed." I added.

"One day maybe but I have another offer for you."

"Colour me intrigued. What is this offer?"

"My friend Amanda is feeling a bit down and isn't getting what she wants from her marriage at the moment."

"So you want me.."

"To go to dinner with her. That's all. If anything more happens then that's between you two."

"Does she know?"

"I've told her you have certain skills. I haven't told her that I have first hand experience with them."

"Okay, let me know the details and I'll be there."

"Good boy. I'll text you the time and place."

She let my ass go before she walked out of the bar, leaving me alone with my drink.

****

It took a couple of days but the message came in from Annie. She had booked a table at The Ribbon, near Central Park, as it was close to the hotel Amanda was staying in and knew I was familiar with the area. I was given strict instructions to wear a suit, look smart and pay for the meal. Annie wanted Amanda to feel special and to give her a boost of confidence. She also told me to call her on the way to the restaurant. I spent the day relaxing, this included a massage after the gym and a haircut to ensure I looked my best for the date. I also had a green suit dry cleaned and fresh ready for the date.

I exited the subway at the St Lincoln Center so I could walk and have a conversation with Annie. I think it would look odd hanging outside the restaurant on the phone so this felt more comfortable. I walked through the crowd and dialled Annie's number.

"Benjamin, are you close by?"

"Yes, a few blocks away so I'm not going to be late."

"Oh but you already are. Amanda is already sitting at the table."

"She's keen."

"Keen, maybe horny, definitely excited." Annie said with a giggle. "So I'm willing to answer any questions you have."

"You said she's married. Does she live in New York?"

"No, Los Ángeles. She is here shooting a film, and has another month or so before going back."

"So why does she want to do this?"

"Marriages have their ups and downs. Hers has been down for a while so I convinced her that she needs a cheap thrill. I'm not guaranteeing she will fuck you, she might use you for a free meal, go back to her hotel and ride her vibrator. Big purple veiny thing if you're wondering."

"I wasn't." I replied as I made my way up the street.

"You made me feel sexy again so I'm sure you can do the same for her. With or without your cock."

"With preferably. Is she famous?"

"You'll see when you get there. Text me if you strike out and I'll send you a picture of my boobs."

"Do that anyway. I gotta go." I said

"Enjoy big boy."

Annie hung up the phone as I turned the corner onto West 72nd Street. The restaurant was about halfway down the street so I walked up and looked through the window as I arrived. I peeked in but couldn't see anyone I recognised so I entered the restaurant and approached the maitre d. The booking was saved under the name of Mr & Mrs Hathaway, Annie's little joke, and he walked me to the table at the back where a blonde girl sat.

She looked quite glamorous, her golden hair shone under the lights and her make up was quite subtle. She hadn't over done it so her natural beauty was able to stand out, the one concession was the bright red lipstick she wore, it was a very seductive shade. She stood up as I approached the table and it hit me who she was, Amanda Seyfried. She wore a white dress with a lot of lace on it, the front dipped to show a little bit of cleavage but nothing compared to what Anna wore on our date.

"You must be Ben. I'm Amanda." she said as she leaned in for a welcoming kiss on the cheek.

"Well Annie gave me your name but not who you were."

"Annie, huh? You must know her quite well."

"Yeah, we've been friends for a long time."

"Friends, that's what they call it, huh?" Amanda said with a glint in her eye. "Maybe we'll be friends too after tonight."

Amanda sat back down and I took the place opposite her. The wine was opened by the maitre d and we toasted to a good night. Amanda kept her eyes on me as I took a sip of the wine, she was clearly studying my face to see if I matched Annie's description.

"What did Anne tell you about tonight?" Amanda asked as I placed the wine glass back on the table.

"She said that you weren't feeling yourself and that you wanted to enjoy a nice night out."

"And why you?"

"Why me? I guess I'm good company."

"You know, you don't need to be subtle. She told me you hooked up."

"She did?"

I must have sounded surprised as this information didn't match what Annie had told me and it caused Amanda to chuckle to herself. She drank more of her wine and the starters from the taster menu arrived allowing me a brief respite while the waitress was with us explaining what the dishes were.

I learned from Amanda that she had met Annie on the set of Les Miserables, where she played Annie's daughter. They didn't share any scenes but they hung around on set a lot as they were two of the few females in the main cast. They had developed a close relationship despite living on opposite coasts and made sure they hung out at least once when they were in each other's town.

"So what did Annie tell you about me?" I asked as we finished off the main..

"In general or the good stuff?"

"Uh.. both. I guess."

"Well she said you're not super close but you've known each other for years. You have a bit of a playboy reputation and can't find anyone to settle down with. She wondered whether you were broken or a wandering eye or too intimidating."

"All three probably."

"Either way, she thinks you're a catch. Wouldn't surprise me if she tries to set you up with someone single rather than pimping you out to married women!"

"Is that what she's doing?"

"Maybe." Amanda said as she took a look at her phone. "Husband is calling, I'll be back."

Amanda stood up from the table and headed to the exit to take the call. I watched her walk away and took a moment to take a look at her ass, the dress encased it perfectly and showed off the shape. I liked that she hadn't dressed provocatively despite the fact that she had come to the meal with one result in her mind.

I lost sight of Amanda as she walked out of the restaurant and onto the street. I decided to take a moment to check my phone. There were a few notifications but I spotted one text message from Annie.

'How is it going?"

"Getting along well but nothing naughty at the moment. What did you tell her?"

"That you have a nice cock and for her to fuck you."

"And what did she say?"

"She has your dessert between her legs."

I chuckled at the comment from Annie, nothing in our conversation had led me to believe that Amanda had said that, it seemed to be much more up Annie's street than the blondes. Although it would hint at a fun night if she was telling the truth.

"Anything interesting?"

I looked up to see Amanda returning to the table. I handed her my phone and she read the comments before handing it back and returning to her chair. Amanda seemed to be collecting her thoughts as she drank some of her wine.

"You can't tell that girl anything. Her mouth is as big as her boobs."

"So you did say it?"

A smile came across her face.

"Make it through dessert and you can find out if I was making a joke or if I was serious."

"How did your conversation go?"

"He was just concerned as he hadn't heard from me for a while. I had a date to prepare for afterall."

"This is a date?"

"Well I haven't waxed and moisturised for nothing."

"Waxed, huh?"

Amanda smiled as I felt her leg brush against mine under the table. Her skin was smooth so I could tell that it was waxed but I felt she hinted at something else as well. I was about to push it forward when the waitress arrived and with the dessert. I expected our conversation to cool down as the waitress arrived and started to describe the food to us when I felt Amanda's food slide up my leg and rest on my crotch. It was only at this point that I realised that she had taken her shoe off.

Amanda was playing it cool and looking directly at the waitress as her foot pressed against my crotch, my cock responding in the manner she wanted. I could feel the erectness press against my trousers and Amanda started to run her toes along the length. I moved my hands under the table and started to rub her calf,the skin was really smooth and she had clearly moisturised them before coming out.

"Thank you." Amanda said with a smile as the waitress left.

It was the first time that I looked at the sweet treats left for us and knew they wouldn't last long. I took hold of a cannoli and looked across to Amanda who had some sort of chocolate cup. She smiled before licking the top of it slowly, Amanda ensured she didn't break eye contact with me throughout. I could feel her leg move away as she finished the dessert.

"Maybe it would be wise to pay the bill." Amanda said with a smile. "I'm just going to go and freshen up."

I watched Amanda walk away before calling for the bill. There seemed to be more confidence in her step and she smiled at me as she turned back to look. The service was swift and the bill, with tip, was paid by the time she came back. Rather than returning to her chair, Amanda came to stand next to me, she smelt amazing close up. I was about to stand up when she put her hand on my shoulder to keep me where I was.

"Thank you for paying and a nice evening. Now a real gentleman would walk me back to my hotel."

"To the foyer?"

A moment of silence passed.

"To the room."

I nodded and smiled at Amanda as she let go of my shoulder and started to walk towards the exit. Not wanting to waste any time, I caught up with Amanda just as she stepped out onto the street. In a shocking turn of events, the weather had changed and it was raining in New York. Both of us had foregone a coat so we were caught slightly short.

"How far is your hotel?"

"Just up the street. I think we can make it without getting too wet. Not sure how PG this dress will be though." Amanda said as she looked down.

It was a white dress but I was surprised it would turn see-through though. She may have only said that to tease me though. Either way, I thought I would keep the gentleman streak going by offering her my jacket. My white shirt would be guaranteed to go see-through but I felt it would be worth it in the end.

Amanda held the jacket over her head as we started up West 72nd Street towards where she was staying. She stayed remarkably dry as we moved up the street, which was quieter than when I had arrived for the meal. I was not so lucky and, by the time we reached the foyer, I was soaked from head to toe. It caused a stern look from the lady in the foyer as Amanda walked on to the elevator.

"Oooh, I can see your nipples." she said with a smile.

I joined her in the lift and took my jacket off her as the doors closed.

"I would have thought you would have had a much more opulent hotel than this."

"I do, it's on the other side of Central Park."

"And this?"

Her eyes flicked to the door as the bell rang and it began to open.

"Probably best we get you out of that wet shirt, we don't want you catching a cold."

I watched Amanda saunter out of the elevator and I followed her before the doors closed. Amanda looked back at me as she took a key from her bag, it wasn't a card entry as I would expect but a mortice key. She unlocked the door and walked in without looking back at me. I assumed there was a lot of confidence that I would follow her.

When I entered, I saw the room was fairly simple and something I would expect to be far below Amanda Seyfried's status. I found her standing next to the window, it wasn't the largest and you could hear the traffic down below us. Amanda stepped towards me and started to undo the buttons on my shirt.

"Like I said you're very wet." she said softly as a number of buttons came undone. "And Annie told me that's my role in this."

Amanda slipped the shirt open as she finished her sentence and ran her fingers along my chest. She smiled approvingly as her hands moved to my shoulders and started to slide the shirt off. I expected this from her earlier comment but she took me by surprise when she started to kiss my chest. Her lips centred around the pectoral muscles so I was happy I had recently stepped up my chest workouts. I dropped my shirt to the floor as Amanda changed from kissing my chest to flicking my nipple with her tongue.

She withdrew from my chest and ran her hands along my shoulders and biceps. There was a smile on her face as she slid her fingers over my bare skin before spinning on heels and walking to the bed. She sat down on the edge and looked towards me, a hunger in her eyes that she hadn't displayed all night.

"Annie told me you had a nice chest. I like a strong chest." Amanda said as she leaned down to start to undo her shoes.

"You do, huh? You wanna be held?"

Amanda looked up and blew a bang out from her face. She smiled as she lifted her leg up but was careful not to show off anything from underneath her dress. I watched as her hands rubbed along her calf muscle and along her foot

"Maybe held. Maybe lifted. Maybe tossed."

Amanda knew my eyes were locked on her calf as she ran her fingers along it, her ability to tease started to come to the fore. I took a step forward but Amanda swiftly shook her head as her fingers started to move up from her calf. They slid over her knee cap before pressing into her thigh. Amanda kept her knees pressed together so she didn't reveal a peek underneath her dress.

"Do you want to fuck me?" she asked.

"Yes."

"Annie made me certain promises."

"Like what?" I asked as I watched Amanda slide the straps of the dress off her shoulders.

Amanda kept her eyes on me as she slid her arms out of the straps and leaned back on her arms. There was a moment of silence as our eyes stayed locked onto each other.

"She promised me you would make me cum if I let you."

I nodded.

"She promised me you were strong enough to hold me up against the wall if I wanted you to."

I nodded again, a smirk coming across my face.

"She promised me you were an expert with your tongue."

I didn't have time to reply before Amanda slid her dress up her legs, stopping short of her crotch. No words were required as she had made it obvious what was needed. I dropped to my knees as I reached the bed and felt a foot press into my chest. I took hold of Amanda's right leg and started to kiss her toes, this was something she seemed keen on as she didn't try to move her foot away. After going through the toes, I moved my lips to the top and kissed along as I made my way to her ankle.

I looked up to see Amanda was no longer looking at me, instead the blonde was on her back and her hands were running along her chest and hair. Knowing what I was doing was working, I moved up to her calf and started to kiss my way up, her skin was smooth and moisturised which felt good on my lips. I moved my way up to her knee and gripped onto her calf tighter. This elicited the first moan from Amanda's lips as I held it tight.

My lips moved to Amanda's thigh and I felt a shiver go through her body, finding a weak point on her that I could use more. Adding my tongue to her thigh, I reached up to her dress and moved it up her body finally revealing her underwear. Amanda had paired her white dress with a white lace thong, the material revealing some of the delight that hid underneath.

I moved away from touching Amanda for a moment and looked up to her body again. The actress, and Annie's friend, had lowered the top of the dress and was playing with her breasts, her pink nipples pointing in the air as she pulled at them. I could see she was getting into it so didn't want her to move and interrupt her flow. Instead I reached up to her thong and slid it across to reveal her pussy. Her clit was already peeking out and there was a strip of hair above it, a mix of blonde and brown and kept in a neat row.

Amanda's eyes were still closed as I moved closer to her pussy, teasing her with my lips on her skin as I inched closed. She started to move as she felt my lips on her and one hand shot down from her chest onto my hair. Amanda tried to grab hold of my hair to hold me in place as her other hand continued to play with her breasts, alternatively massaging each breast and grabbing the nipple. I ignored her hand and placed a kiss onto her slit, the taste of her juices becoming immediately evident. Amanda moaned quietly as I moved up towards her clit, the little button beckoning me

Knowing that preventing me going for her clitoris was useless, Amanda moved her hand away and returned it to her breasts. I took advantage of the full movement of my head by placing a kiss on her clit. Amanda took in a sharp intake of breath as she felt my lips on the most sensitive part of her body.

"Oh god." I heard her moan as my lips parted and I touched her clit with the tip of my tongue.

Her juices had made her pussy and clit very slick; her body was telling me that she was ready for me to take it up a notch. I didn't hold back and started to circle my tongue around her clit. The reaction was instant by Amanda as her body shivered under the touch of my tongue and moans started to come from the blonde. Knowing the reaction would be what I wanted, I slid my tongue back down her slit and back up causing her to breathe in deeply. There was a fragile moan as my tongue slipped in between her lips confirming my suspicions about her.

"Don't tease me." Amanda moaned as she held onto her breasts and squeezed hard.

I listened to her moans and my tongue slipped back up to her clit, gently rubbed against it. I still held one side of her thong with one hand so I used the other to slide up her thigh as my tongue continued to lick along her clit. Amanda decided to grind her hips slightly as my tongue started to press against her harder. The increased pressure seemed to mix well with her as her moans started to become more continuous and my tongue got wetter. My hand had finished reaching the top of her thigh and I gently massaged her pussy lips with my fingers.