Trish drove down to Sterling hall with not much difficulty. She had never been to the rich side of her neighborhood before, but found the house easy enough. Every home was beautiful she thought and each one bigger and better than the other. The streets were neat and clean and everything orderly. It was 2 pm in the afternoon. Her appointment with Jess James the erotic movie mogul was at 2.30 pm. Prior to this Trish had been just another poor student struggling to make ends meet and provide for her family. She had worked at a Strip club and it was there that Jess had spotted her and offered her the chance to star in his porn movies. Trish had seemed a little apprehensive at first. But when she realized Jess was indeed talking big money she had agreed. Of course she had to fuck him first. Trish had found Jess, fat, ugly and unclassy. He was wealthy but that was all that could be said about the man. He was 40+, married and divorced several times, short and really fat. Trish had found him revolting in the beginning, but as soon as she had seen his cock, short and really, really thick, she found the idea of fucking him more attractive. Plus the sluttiness of it all, the grossness of fucking an old man, so fat that his paunch hung out and wobbled as she rode his cock turned her on and she finally agreed to meet Jess and sign a contract for her first movie.
Trish didn’t have too many nice clothes to wear. All she had were here regular college clothes and a couple of dresses. She had dressed carefully having chosen a pair of tight black hot pants and a red tube top. Her long blonde curls fell freely down till her arse. She had worn no make up but looked sensational nevertheless. She drove her beaten up station wagon into Sterling Hall, a massive house with huge sprawling lawns and gardens on all sides. The security had been expecting her and let her in with no problems. At the door a valet took her keys and drove her car to the back of the house. Trish was embarrassed for the first time in her life of the beat up old station wagon. A young maid dressed in much too short maid’s outfit greeted her at the door and led her into the hall. Trish looked around the house in awe. It was huge and the furnishings a little too loud, much like Jess himself. She sat down on a long leather couch and admired the paintings on the walls.
“Mr. James will see you now.” Said the maid entering the room again having just gone for 5 minutes or so.
Trish followed her up an ornate staircase and down a hall and finally to a huge wooden door. The maid opened the door and announced, “Ms. Parker sir.”
“Thank you Therese.” Said Jess. He was sitting behind a huge mahogany desk and scribbling something on a piece of paper. Trish waited expectantly until he stopped scribbling and looked up at her.
“Trish Parker.” He announced. “Welcome to the private offices of J&C Productions. He gestured around the office. “Sit, sit.” He commanded.
Trish sat down the chair opposite his desk. “What’s C stand for?” she asked. He was dressed in a tee shirt and slacks. He looked fatter than ever thought Trish to herself.
“Carlisle” said Jess. “Ben Carlisle, my partner. You will meet him shortly.” “But first we have to attire you suitably my dear.” He said pouring her a drink and handing it to her. “As delectable as you look in those black pants it is really not suitable if you expect to start working with us. We can’t have our stars dressing like this. It would spoil our image you see.” He completed.
“But I have nothing suitable. I have no expensive dresses and stuff Jess, I already told you.” She complained.
Jess rang a bell and said, “That is why we have stylists my dear.” “Finish your drink.”
The door opened and a tall shapely woman entered. She was dressed in a neat work suit of some silky fabric and wore an expensive scarf around her neck. She was ebony skinned and had beautiful brown hair and deep hazel eyes.
“You called Jess.” She said in a deep voice.
“This is Trish my dear, the new find.” He said gesturing to Trish. “As you can see we cannot have her walk about like that if she is to work for us. So see to it that you take care of her. I am expecting Ben at 3 o’clock, so be quick. You have half an hour.” “And Trish my dear” he said turning to Trish. “This is Anna, our stylist. She is skilled, you will find. Take her advice and be down here soon.” He dismissed both of them with a wave of his hand.
Trish gulped down the scotch. It burned her throat but she was grateful for it. She was so damn nervous.
“When is the other girl arriving?” Asked Anna as she paused at the door. “I thought Ben was to meet both girls at the same time.”
“She’ll be here tomorrow. Slight set back, nothing serious.” Answered Jess. “She is the same height and weight as Trish here, with the same lovely body. She has jet black hair and deep blue eyes. Mandy Clark. You’ll like her Anna.” He completed with a twinkle in his eye.
“Sounds lovely.” “Come Trish. Let’s get you a wardrobe.”
Trish followed the ebony skinned beauty down the hall and into a large suite. There were racks and racks of dresses all over the place. Sexy skimpy negligees, Evening gowns, Swimwear, Fantasy underwear etc, etc., Trish looked on in awe.
“I’ll need you to undress for me darling.” Said Anna in a very prominent southern accent.
Trish nodded and proceeded to strip out of her clothes. In a few seconds she stood stark naked in front of a strange woman. But she neither felt shy nor awkward. After all she had been a stripper and shyness was a virtue she did not possess.
“Nice.” Said Anna slowly walking around her and sizing her up. She walked over to a rack and started to pull out a few garments.
“I presume Jess has told you what to expect over the next couple of hours.” She said.
“Actually he has not. He just told me to come over and sign the contracts. I never even knew I was to meet this Carlisle person. I didn’t even know he existed until just now.”
“Oh Ben’s a hard nut to crack allright. I expect he instructed Jess not to tell you about him. He probably wants to surprise you that’s all. It’s not easy to just walk into a porn production unit and expect to sign up easily darling.” She continued. “You have been lucky. You were scouted by the best in the industry. You will be treated well as long as you work well.”
“I suppose I have to fuck this Ben guy.” Said Trish sounding a little annoyed.
Anna laughed. “You will enjoy Ben and his pleasures.” Was all that the information she would offer. She threw a collection of clothes on the bed for Trish. “Put these on” she commanded.
Trish picked up the lacy beige teddy. It consisted of a shelf bra and the panty part was crotchless. She slipped into it and felt it cling to her curves and hug her. Her pussy lips peeped out and glistened through the opening in the panty. The shelf bra pushed both her breasts together and formed a rather large cleavage. Her two mounds stood up, pushed up by the bra, with both nipples straight and sticking out invitingly. Next she pulled on the beige fish net stockings and slipped her feet into beautiful beige Dior pumps. The salmon pink dress that Anna had handed her was stunning. It was made of rich silk and ended modestly above her knees. There was a deep plunging neckline and quite a modest back. Having dressed, Trish surveyed herself in the mirror. With her lovely golden curls cascading about her shoulders she looked like an angel. Her breasts pushed out of her dress and Trish was sure they would fall out if she bent too low. Still, she looked damn sexy and classy.
“Ben will love you.” Said Anna. She was behind Trish now and both of them looked at each other’s reflection in the mirror. Anna raised her hands to Trish’s shoulders and gently stroked her arms.
“You look very lovely. See that you please him and I promise you, you won’t regret it.” Her hands brushed Trish’s breasts and reached out to cup them. Trish caught her breath as she watched the beautifully manicured ebony hands caress her mounds through the dress. As she watched, Anna’s fingers caught each nipple in her fingers and squeezed and pulled them gently till they stood out like little cocks through the thin satin of the dress.
“There! You are ready now.” She said stepping away. Trish recollected her breath. Anna had deliberately aroused her and now she was sending her off to this Ben guy. Trish looked at Anna and then followed her. One minute she was so warm and inviting and the next minute she was so businesslike. Trish just couldn’t understand her.
In the next couple of minutes she had been led to a dimly lit room and left all by herself. There was a huge four post bed right in the centre and white chiffon hung from all four corners. Trish could make out the bed linen was ivory satin. The rest of the room was dark except for the sprinkling of vanilla scented candles set in silver holders around the bed. There was a huge white leather couch in a dark corner of the room and Trish could make out the figure of a man sitting on it. She moved towards him.
“Stop where you are.” The voice was deep and husky and very, very sexy. He sounded mature and well bred thought Trish to herself.
“Ok.” Said Trish. She tried making out what he looked like but it was impossible. It was just too dark.
“You look lovely.” He complimented. “Jess wasn’t exaggerating I see.”
“Thank you. You must be Mr. Carlisle.”
“Yes I am.”
“Would you like me to remove my clothes?”
He laughed a deep rich laugh making her feel quite young and foolish.
“No Ms.Parker.” He said. “You know why you are here I presume.”
“I am required to sleep with you so that you can see if I’m worth taking into your movie unit.”
