We wrapped up the filming and it felt like a great achievement. It was my finest performance and I was the star of the movie. I felt I was well and truly back to my best.
The final editing was being done and it was to be ready for the big screening in 4 weeks. There had been a sexual tension between me and Ajay but I had stayed away from him. It was difficult as we were on set together and no one else knew but us. The secrecy made it feel more illicit and the tension was palpable but I had to resist. I had to respect myself.
As the talk of the movie began I liked seeing my name talked of again as a star. It was a change in role for me and I worried if it would achieve the box office success.
Ajay called up the cast two weeks before the premier and told them the movie was ready for screening. He asked everyone to come to a private screening at his home.
We were all excited but I was slightly nervous as I had not been to Ajay's home since the private audition and those old memories came flooding back. As I thought about it the night before the screening at Ajay's home I found myself becoming hot recalling the sexual energy between us. I had felt it on set but I always found a way to avoid him. I just had to do the same again and I would be ok. But my body was restless and it would not let me sleep. I removed my salwar kameez but my body felt like it was on fire.
Even in my bra and panties I felt so hot. I took off my bra and my nipples were engorged and hard. I could not help myself but rub them. I could feel the drops of milk on the tips of my nipple.
I was still producing milk but I managed to control it by reducing my dose of the tablets. I instinctively slid a hand down my body to my underwear. It was completely soaked. I hoped it was sweat but I knew all too well this was caused by something else. I needed relief to control my body. I started to pinch and pull my nipple. I found my button between my soft wet folds and I began to gently circle and manipulate it.
Thoughts of Ajay would always make me this horny and I loved the way my body responded to my touch.
I began to slide my finger between my folds, the moistness making it a welcome entry. I slid another finger inside as I picked up the speed of my finger fucking. Why could I not find a decent or honest man?
I came hard thinking of Ajay the grotesque director, why did such a fat ugly man turn me on so much?
The night of the screening I wore a long dress that had a slit down my left side from my hips down. But due to the design it folded over and covered me nicely. I had my hair and makeup done by a professional even though it was an informal screening at Ajay's home I wanted to look my best. Ajay's words from my last visit still cut into me about me not having any sexuality. I felt a need to always prove him wrong.
I shaved my legs and wore a push up bra. The dress did not show any cleavage but I wanted my body to looks its best.
My driver drove me to the front gate and my visit tonight was much different to my first visit. Some of the cast and producers were already there and I greeted them all. As I came to Ajay he embraced me in a hug but took the opportunity to grope my ass and I felt immediately at unease. I would need to keep my distance from him as he was in one of his perverted moods. It was strange that he had been so professional throughout the shooting. I had always been on guard expecting him to try something but he was simply professional but tonight I had to bring my guard up once more.
Everyone was a buzz about the movie and Ajay to his credit had set out champagne and some nibbles for the guests to enjoy. Ajay called us through to the cinema room as the screening was ready. It was a dark room but the seating was not conventional. There were sofas, bean bags and some comfortable reclining seats that were spaced out. I was sat on the sofa with Shanti who was one of the assistants on set. Ajay was sat at the back with Kanika. She was the supporting actress in the movie. It was one of her first big productions and she was really eager to impress. They were out of everyone's line of sight as they were sat in the back corner but I kept turning my head to look at them.
Everyone was watching the movie but my head would keep turning to catch glimpses of Kanika fawning over Ajay. She had no self respect. She would laugh and giggle at everything. Her hands were constantly on Ajay. Rubbing his leg or touching his chest and it really began to annoy me. I did not understand these women who would sleep their way to a lead role. It just infuriated me and gave other women in the industry a bad name.
Ajay was enjoying the attention and which man would not enjoy the attention of a beautiful 21 year old. I could see him take advantage of the situation and rub Kanika's thighs or side of her breast.
She was at the peak of her beauty where as I was now over my best years and I would not last more than a year or two in this cut throat industry. I was envious of the new young actresses making their way in the industry.
It was then that I noticed her move her hand up Ajay's thigh and I thought to myself, "God, this girl has no shame."
But then it was time for the intermission and everyone was applauding and Shanti turned to me and said, "You are so amazing. I hope to learn so much from you."
Shanti was a costume assistant but everyone wanted to be the star actor or actress. She was probably the prettiest girl in her hometown or college but this was Bollywood and you needed that x-factor or a father that was a film producer to make it but I could not dash her dreams yet, "It comes with experience. You have a lot of talent."
I searched out Ajay but that irritant Kanika would not leave his side. He was talking to one of the producers while Kanika seemed to be glued to his side. I interjected and said, "Ajay can I speak to you about the editing on some of the scenes."
Ajay nodded his head as to say sure but Kanika came with him, "Kanika I need to speak to Ajay alone."
She gave me daggers and would not move until Ajay said he needed to speak to me alone.
We moved away and were stood facing the crowd with the wall to our back and Ajay asked while putting his hand around my hip, "So what did you want to discuss?"
My mind was confused as the only reason I called him over was to break him and Kanika apart so I asked, "What is going on with you and Kanika? Don't bullshit me."
He said, "I thought you wanted to discuss the editing?"
He saw the fire in my eyes, "Don't be jealous. She wants to audition for my next movie. She is a star in the making."
He let his hand drop to my ass and he ran his hand over it slowly. I didn't protest but took a sip of my champagne, it was my third glass of the evening and I was beginning to feel a little looser, "I am not jealous. I saw you two in the cinema room. She could not keep her hands off you. I do not want a scandal to ruin the release of the movie."
He began to gently squeeze and grope my ass, "There will be no scandal. I am not interested in Kanika. I only have eyes for one woman."
He had let his hand slip into the slit of the dress and he was now groping my ass over my panties. I wanted his attention on me and I let him grope me willingly but I did not want him to know this. He began to run his fingers down the centre of my panties and I had to stop him before it went too far. I pulled his arm out and looked at him scornfully.
