Her life had become a whirlwind of activity. After the loss of her love interest in a tragic accident in Maui, Charlene had learned how to deal with adversity.
Juggling her growing career in the real estate business, being a single mother, a Grandmother and now working with a national television production company on a new show. Selling Dallas. Her life was non stop.
It had been almost a year since that fateful day while on vacation in Maui. She was sure he was about to propose as they soaked in a jacuzzi. He said he had something to give her but he left it in their room of the condo they had rented in Maui.
"I'll be right back. You just stay here and look gorgeous." She remembered him saying and her replying.
"Don't be long Kaz. I have something that needs your attention." He smiled and then went to go do whatever it was he was going to do. Although she had a feeling it was something special.
Unsure if she was ready for such a commitment, Charlene had been enjoying her freedom after twenty-four years of marriage, but something about him made her feel different. A good different. It started as a casual affair that turned into something more, something deeper for sure.
Then tragedy struck. It was determined he drowned while trying to save someone else. It was never confirmed because his body was never found, however eye witnesses reported to the police they saw a man swim out to help a person struggling in the water and helped save them. They never saw him come out of the water. Her gut always told her that he somehow survived.
Now, months later, after auditioning for a new TV show and accepting, things couldn't get much more hectic.
"Selling Dallas." was a show that followed her around as she sold homes in the Dallas area to her clients. This was not the fixer upper type of show however, that wasn't Charlene's specialty. She dealt in the higher end homes. Those that were half a million or more, which was not uncommon in the city or it's surrounding areas.
Having sold to CEO's, sports stars and newcomers alike in the Dallas area, she had established herself as one of the top real estate agents. Her Korean/American good looks didn't hurt her audition either, but it was her personality that sold her to the producers of the television show.
Now getting ready to tape their first episode, Charlene sat in the dressing room. She never knew how much behind the scenes went into producing a TV show and she found herself a little bewildered.
"You ready to become a star?" the shows producer asked.
"I don't know. This is all so intimidating." She nervously replied.
"You'll do fine. Just be yourself." he reassured her as he leaned down hoping to kiss her, but Charlene turned away.
"Please don't. It was great that night, but it was just a one time thing. Okay?"
Feeling the burn of her denial, he turned to leave.
"Daniel? Thank you." she said to him.
As he closed the door, Charlene heard him say,
"Five minutes."
The door shut a little harder than necessary she thought. Oh well. She smiled as she remembered the night she met him at the bar. She didn't know who he was and he didn't know her either. They drank, talked and laughed. Later that evening, she took him to her house and fucked his brains out.
His virility was unexpected and Charlene was sore the next day. She smiled at the memory, but he wasn't the kind of man to attach herself too. Little did she know they would meet up again a week later at the audition.
Charlene wasn't even aware there was one. If it weren't for her boss's encouragement, she never would've tried. When she got there and saw Daniel, she almost turned around.
During the audition, she spoke of how she got started, worked hard and talked about her successes as well as her failures. Her honesty and spontaneity during her interview really swayed the production team and they offered her the job almost immediately.
Now it was show time. Her clients also had to audition and three different houses were already prepped and ready. All Charlene had to do was show them around the house, let her personality shine and do some off site commentary about the house and the couple.
The producers were delighted with the first day's shooting and everyone went out to party afterwards. Charlene called her best friend Deb to come out with her knowing that if she got in trouble, Deb would be there to save her.
As usual, Charlene was the life of the party. Drinks flowed, laughter was abundant and Deb kept Charlene from making dumb mistakes. The not so dumb mistakes she left alone. Deb recalled the time she met Kaz.
She new there was something different about him, something mysterious, yet comforting. Was it a mistake? She wasn't sure, but he did make Charlene feel special and to Deb, that's all that mattered. Charlene was her best friend and like any good friend, she was overly protective.
It was a pity that he disappeared in Maui. Charlene cried for days and was unconsolable for the longest time. Had it not been for the birth of her grand baby, Charlene might still have been in a funk. However, Deb was finally able to drag her to her favorite bar where she had a chance to let loose.
Charlene met a cowboy and danced the night away. She was having a great time when her phone buzzed. As she was pulling the phone from her pocket, it fell on the floor and broke. She never saw the text that read, "Hello Gorgeous". She never new it was him, never knew he was alive.
Deb had her hands full, but Charlene was on the prowl and what Charlene want's, she usually got. She had her eye on a sexy blonde man. She guessed him to be about the same age, mid forties. Average height, but compared to Charlene's small stature, most men seemed tall. Broad shoulders, prominent chin, wavy hair, blue eyes and a great smile.
She made eye contact and without waiting for an invitation, she walked straight towards him.
"Hi. I'm Charlene."
"Brice." came the deep voiced reply as he extended his hand.
"Wow. You have large hands."
Charlene had always heard that if you compliment a man's hands, they would be putty in hers.
"Thank you. And yours are small and delicate. Hopefully your not."
"Not in the least." she purred.
"I'm having whiskey and water. What'll you have?"
"Something tall, Blonde and handsome."
"Perhaps we should leave before you find something more interesting."
Charlene sat on her front porch, wrapped in a loose fitting bathrobe drinking coffee, taking time to reflect. Something she tried doing daily. To think about where her life had taken her and where she would go next. The night with Brice was special. It helped her feel like the woman she used to be, to feel a man's touch and embrace.
At that moment, she decided to give this TV show her full attention. She picked up her phone and texted the producer of the show.
'I think we can do better.'
The reply was almost immediate.
'How?'
'I was nervous. Not myself. Let's get some more clients and I'll do a better job. I know some of the Cowboys. Maybe we can get one of them on the show.'
'Great idea. You get on that and I'll rustle up another group of house's and pitch it to the network.'
Feeling satisfied with that part of her life, she got up, took her robe off and went back to bed. She laid her naked body on top of Brice's and kissed his neck, shoulders and chest before moving down and taking his stiffening cock into her mouth.
She could taste herself from the night before which made her pussy ache. She needed his cock inside her, but first she had to get him hard. Charlene was very good at making that happen.
Brice wasn't accustomed to waking up with a naked woman kissing him and sucking on his cock, but he wasn't about to waste Charlene's efforts. Once he was fully erect, he told her to sit on his cock, reverse cowboy. Charlene was eager to have his cock inside her and reverse cowboy let her control the rhythm. It also let her rub her clit while she slid up and down on him.
Their climax came simultaneously, Charlene collapsing on top of Brice. Feeling satisfied sexually as well as mentally, she got up and took a shower. Bruce watched as he went to the bathroom to take a shower. She peeked around the door and asked,
"You going to join me or not?"
Brice wasted no time in joining the beautiful woman in the shower. They took turns washing each other and making out with Charlene making every effort to give him another rise. She took her soapy hands and stroked his cock until he was hard again, then turned around and pushed her ass against his hard cock.
"You're insatiable." he said as his cock slid inside her once more.
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Two months later, Charlene's show became the number one new reality show for the Home Improvement channel. Charlene was making a name for herself, not only locally, but nationally as well. She was branding all sorts of home improvement products from appliances and dinner ware to bed sheets.
Her production team couldn't be happier and neither could she. People were clamoring to be on her show. Football stars, basketball players, and local business men and women were lining up to be part of her show. Partly because they wanted a new home, partly to get some face time on television to fan their celebrity status.
Charlene didn't care. She was enjoying the attention the show was getting and the money she was making. Her producers couldn't be happier either. After a couple of months, they Network signed on for two more seasons of Selling Dallas.
One day, the producers had set up a listing for a young entrepreneur and his wife.
They were newlyweds and looking for their first home. She reveled in their youth and exuberance and was truly excited to get back to the kind of homes she used to sell.
As usual, there were three houses already picked out and Charlene went through each one with them. The first a Tudor of moderate size. The next a Classic Colonial.
The producer then threw a curve and wanted Charlene to ride with the couple to the next home. She had all the information in a file folder and was reviewing it while talking with the couple as they drove.
There was something familiar about the home. The folder didn't have the address, but the pictures of it looked like a home she once sold before.
"This next house is something I've saved for last. I think you'll enjoy it." she said as scripted.
Her mind thought back to a time when she was just getting started. Probably a year or more into her career. She had been feeling frisky and went for a walk in nothing but a long coat.
The "new" her she had decided back then. She bumped into a man who later wound up buying a home just like this. But not before they had some of the most spontaneous and exciting sex ever in the bathroom. She might have thought poorly of herself had they not become a couple later on.
Charlene had a sudden sense of melancholy and became quiet for several long moments. The newlyweds hadn't noticed and as they pulled up to the house that was next.
Charlene opened the door and saw the exact home from that day. She smiled to herself as she fondly thought about that encounter. Kaz was unlike any man she had ever met before or since. She felt a tear come to her eye and she left it to run down her cheek.
The camera man and the newlyweds both noticed. The camera getting a closeup that would later be edited out of the show.
"Are you okay?"
"Oh. Yes. I'm sorry. This house used to belong to a friend of mine. I didn't recognize it from the photo's on the file. This house has a lot of good memories. I'm sure you'll love it."
