Olympic Dreaming Ch 17

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Chapter 17

We really enjoyed our holiday in Ibiza and Italy and returned to Manchester relaxed, all with letters waiting to be opened from the University. We opened them one by one, and each time, the recipients cheered as they read that they had received a first-class honours degree. We hugged, kissed and danced in the kitchen together and immediately decided to celebrate with a meal out that night. We all then phoned our parents to tell them the good news, and after being congratulated, we each told them the PG version of our holiday.

The week passed quickly, and the girls contacted their new employers to tell them their results and agreed on when to start work. I read through the script for the film I was auditioning for and several others Emily had sent. One or two others looked interesting, so I made some notes and messaged Emily with my thoughts. The film I was auditioning for, 'Retribution 7', sounded much more interesting than I'd originally thought. I didn't have the whole script, but what I did have appeared to be the last film in the franchise, and Stewart Rowland, the lead character in the movies, was going to be directing it. I ordered the first six films on Blu-ray from Amazon and watched them all to refresh my memory, as I wanted to be as prepared as possible for the audition.

Naomi and I travelled to London on Thursday to stay with her Mum and her fiancé Steve. Their wedding was the following weekend, and they had a rehearsal over the weekend. Naomi would be a bridesmaid, and Diane had asked me to give her away, not having any other male relatives. It was a great honour, and Naomi and I looked forward to the ceremony.

On Friday, I drove the short distance to the audition and met Stewart Rowland. We discussed the new film, and he gave me a high-level overview of the plot and the role my character would play. My character was going to be his son, born because of an affair his character had in the second film. His character hadn't known of the pregnancy, and when 'my mother' developed terminal cancer, she had reached out to him as she didn't want 'me' to be without any parents. The original actress was coming back for this film to reprise her role. I was glad I'd watched the previous films, as when he mentioned her, I could talk in detail about that plot and her role in it, which impressed him. In this film, Stewart and his team had gone to Kenya to rescue some people from terrorists and had been captured. My character then joins the remaining team, who had escaped, to rescue him and the original people. As far as I could tell, the audition went well, and I felt I had a good rapport with Stewart.

I returned to Diane's house and told them of my day before phoning Emily to update her. I now just had to wait to see if I was what they were looking for and hoping for the best. Naomi and I slept together and made love several times that night. We ensured we kept the volume down, but the walls weren't very thick. Diane and Steve's relationship was still passionate from the muffled noises we heard, so I imagine they'd heard us as well.

On Saturday, we drove to the wedding venue. It was a lovely country house just outside London, and the reception would also be there. The girls finalised the flowers and decorations with the staff, and they walked us through the itinerary for the big day. We had a delicious lunch there, and then the girls went for the final fittings of their dresses while Steve and I chatted in a local pub.

On Sunday, I said goodbye to them and returned to Manchester. Naomi was staying in London with her mum for the week to help with all the last-minute things that needed doing. As we were going to be apart for a week, we had made the most of our time in bed, and neither of us got much sleep. Diane and Steve teased us over breakfast in the morning, having overheard our activities overnight. Diane looked flushed that morning, so I expected they had also been busy.

The following Friday, Alicia, Mai, Sabrina, and I travelled to the country house, where Naomi met us. The preparations were complete, and everything was ready for the big day on Saturday. The wedding went smoothly, even though I was nervous as I led Diane up the aisle. She looked lovely, and they were clearly in love. The reception was great, and even my speech went smoothly. The girls, particularly Naomi, helped me immensely in preparing it. It was a small reception with thirty guests, so we could mix and talk to everyone afterwards. In the evening, while the girls were dancing, I caught my breath and chatted with Steve.

"So," he said in mock seriousness. "Any plans on making an honest woman of my daughter-in-law?"

"I would love to!" I replied. "I wish I could marry them all."

We watched them dancing away as we drank our beers before he said something that would play on my mind for a long time.

"Well," he said, laughing. "Movie stars are always getting married and divorced. You could marry them one after another!"

Just then, Alicia came over and dragged me to my feet for another dance, so I didn't get a chance to reply. We danced until the early hours, and then the five of us crashed on my bed, exhausted. We were too tired for further activity, so we snuggled up and soon fell asleep. The weather had been kind, the meal was fantastic, and the DJ was reasonable, so Diane and Steve had a great and memorable day, as did the five of us.

On the Friday before the first weekend in August, Emily, Phillipe, and Yvette arrived to spend the weekend. Emily and Phillipe took the spare room, and Yvette stayed in Sabrina's next to them. Sabrina moved into my room to sleep with me over the weekend. It was hot and sunny, so we had a BBQ in the garden in the evening, catching up on the news from each other and playing tag and many other games with Yvette. She was a live wire full of energy, and the garden echoed with her laughter.

Emily had phoned me earlier in the week to tell me I had got the role in 'Retribution 7'. While the others were playing with Yvette, she gave me more details. Filming was starting in mid-September and was due to finish in late April. I would have to film on location in Kenya and Iceland for up to a month at each location, with most of the movie to be filmed at Pinewood Studios near London. If everything went as planned, the movie would be released in time for the Christmas holidays in 2016. This all sounded great and would mean that filming would be completed well before the Rio Olympics next summer. Emily had negotiated for me to get £4m for the movie, which was higher than I'd expected and great news.

Saturday was another beautiful day. As Alicia had passed her driving test earlier in the year, we used both cars and took our guests to Lyme House, a nearby old stately home now owned by the National Trust. We took a picnic and walked about the grounds and lake before eating under the shade of some trees.

That evening, we were going to the Taylor Swift concert in Manchester. Emily had spoken to Taylor's 'people' and got three extra tickets, so they were coming with us. Emily hadn't told Yvette yet, so she casually dropped the news into the conversation after we'd returned to our house. If any cats within three streets didn't hear Yvette, they must have been deaf or dead! It turns out she was a big fan, and when Emily told Yvette I'd met Taylor and arranged the tickets, she launched herself at me to thank me. Yvette then sang every song she knew from Taylor for the rest of the afternoon. As she was dancing around entertaining us, Phillipe turned to me.

"Well," he said. "If you thought she hero-worshipped you before, it's just gone up another level! She wants to go to the concert in Paris when Taylor goes there later in the summer and was upset when we told her we couldn't get tickets. Many of her classmates are going, but now she will see her before them."

We took the metro into the city for the concert as parking the car would be a nightmare. We arrived at the venue and found our seats. We were in a VIP area with a brilliant view close to the stage. The venue quickly filled, and our excitement grew, particularly Yvette's. The support act was very good, so when Taylor finally appeared, everyone in the audience was in high spirits. I didn't know many of her earlier country songs, only her newer pop ones, but the whole evening was excellent, and she had the crowd in the palm of her hand the entire time. After her encore and as the buzzing crowd started to leave, a staff member approached me. I spoke to them and then winked at Emily.

"This way, everyone," I said, following the staff member.

We went through a door manned by security staff and headed down a corridor.

"Where are we going?" Emily asked me.

"I forgot to mention," I replied quietly. "When Taylor said she'd give me some tickets, she also said we could meet her backstage! I didn't say anything earlier as I thought Yvette was excited enough!"

"Mon Dieu!" Emily replied. "She's going to speak of nothing else all year! I can't wait to see her face when she realises what's happening."

We were ushered into a room with a few other lucky VIPs. Phillipe and my girlfriends had already cottoned on to what was happening, but Emily and I put our fingers to our lips so they didn't spill the beans to Yvette. When Taylor came in, she saw me and kissed me on both cheeks. I introduced her to Emily, Phillipe, and then Yvette. Taylor was brilliant with her; she was used to little girls being starstruck when they were introduced, and she soon had Yvette babbling away and chatting with her. Eventually, Emily prised Yvette away from Taylor, and I then introduced her to my four girlfriends. I had told Taylor about them after the Graham Norton show the previous Christmas, and she was intrigued to meet them finally. They each told her more about how they'd met me, and we all ended up living together. I told her the news about my new movie. All too soon, she excused herself and talked to the other VIPs in the room. It must be exhausting having to press the flesh with fans after a show like that, and I didn't envy her, but she was attentive to everyone she spoke to and a true professional. As we left, an aide gave us some goodie bags with signed merchandise. When Yvette got back home in France, she was going to be the envy of all her classmates!

After lunch on Sunday, I drove them to the airport. Yvette was still buzzing and was now wearing her new Taylor Swift T-shirt. It wouldn't surprise me if she didn't take it off for days. Emily promised to keep me updated on a couple of other films I'd expressed an interest in from the scripts she'd sent me. They were both in the early stages and not planned until the second half of the following year, meaning they would dovetail nicely with 'Retribution 7'.

For the rest of the month, I concentrated solely on the forthcoming Judo World Championships, spending most of my time in the gym or at the local dojo. A few days before leaving for Astana, Kazakhstan, I met up with the rest of the team and coaches for final preparations. My girlfriends, parents, Uncle Tom, and Auntie Fiona accompanied me to the event so I would have many people cheering me on. Astana was a city with just over 1m people and was compact but with many modern buildings. As I prepared for the tournament, the others toured around the city, taking in the sights.

I fought well in my bouts, won each round convincingly, and retained my World Champion status. Before the event, I'd decided this would be my last World Championships and intended to retire after the Rio Olympics. My girlfriends, family and I celebrated with a meal at a nearby restaurant, and the following morning, they gave me a tour of their favourite sights in the city.

The girls all started work a few days after we returned to the UK, and I prepared to head to a house that had been rented for me near Pinewood Studios. Filming permitting, I would stay down there during the week and return most weekends. Naomi, Mai and Sabrina all had driving tests booked in September, making it easier if one wanted to travel down to see me if I was stuck there over a weekend.

We had two cars in our household now, so I took the smaller VW Golf, leaving the four of them with the larger Jaguar F-Pace. The house was small, so I'd only be able to accommodate two of my girlfriends at a time, and that is if we all shared a bed.

I met up with Stewart Rowland and the rest of the cast and crew on Tuesday, and we got to know each other. My character didn't appear until a third of the way through the movie, so I was mainly watching and getting into the film's vibe for the first few weeks. This was Stewart's directional debut, but to my admittedly limited experience, he appeared to be doing a good job. The film was Stewart's pet project, and you could see his enthusiasm. From talking to some of the other production team, getting the finance had been a struggle, and he'd managed to get a budget of just under £50m. Getting his vision to fruition should be possible, but it would be tight, especially with the CGI and on-location filming required.

Stewart's character was the head of a team that was part of an International undercover group unofficially linked to the UN. Three of them went around the world 'fixing' things that couldn't be done using regular channels. They were backed by a small team back at their base, which included the usual spy tropes of gadgets, computers and logistical boffins. Filming progressed well at Pinewood, and I started doing some of my scenes, both green screen and on-set.

At the end of September, the five of us had our graduation ceremonies, and our respective parents all attended with us. Our parents were all very proud of our accomplishments, and after the photographs and receiving our awards, we had a meal at a restaurant together. The girls had all settled in well with their new jobs, and Naomi, Mai, and Sabrina had all passed their driving tests. We decided not to get another car yet as they all commuted to work on the metro, but I expected we'd need at least one more before too long.

Filming continued, and I returned home most weekends. On a few occasions, I couldn't, but a couple of the girls took turns coming down. We would often meet up with Naomi or Sabrina's parents for a meal if they came down, and they were always keen to find out how the movie was going and how their respective daughter was doing in her new job. All four girls had settled in well, and their employers put Naomi, Sabrina and Mai on a fast-track scheme for advancement. Alicia was also doing well but was contemplating whether she would prefer to work in TV production. She wouldn't rush into anything, preferring to see where her current job took her.

Filming continued almost until Christmas. We were behind schedule, so Stewart tried to catch up. This meant the five of us would only have a short break. We had initially intended to fly somewhere warm, but that went out the window when I learnt how little time I was getting off. Instead, we spent Christmas in Manchester and most of Christmas Day having sex all over the house. Working away would take some getting used to for all of us. The girls each had work parties, so that took up three evenings. Sabrina and Naomi, working at the same firm, meant I escorted them together. Their colleagues knew about our arrangement, so that wasn't an issue.

Filming started again on January 2nd, and we prepared to head to Kenya for a month of filming on location—those of us going received our jabs in December in readiness for the trip. The production crew left a week before us to ensure we were prepared to roll the day after arriving. I spent the weekend in Manchester before flying to Nairobi, making love to my girlfriends. They couldn't join me there, so it would be a long break apart.

After arriving in Nairobi, we took an internal flight to a town close to the Ugandan border and, from there, 4x4s to the set. The 'roads' were terrible, progress was slow, and it took us six hours driving before we arrived. As we acclimatised and settled in for the next few days, I and a few other crew members who had never been to a jungle were given safety briefings. The guy giving us the briefings was Moses, who was from a local tribe, knowledgeable about the dangers and keen on conservation. I got on well with him, and we had a similar sense of humour and outlook.

Three days after arriving, the weather turned, and it was a washout for the next three weeks. Consequently, we were stuck in our small huts for much of the day, unable to film. I would often meet up with Moses, and we talked more about his country and tribe and, it turns out, our mutual love for Liverpool football club. He would show me the jungle between rainstorms, pointing out animals and how to survive, and I would show him some martial arts moves, which he loved. He also took me to see his village and meet his family and asked me to demonstrate my martial arts to them, which the children, in particular, enjoyed. When I next spoke with my girlfriends, I asked them to send me some of the latest Liverpool FC home shirts, which I gave to him and some children from his village.

Eventually, the weather cleared, and we started filming again. It was scorching and physically demanding, but partway through, two vehicles we used in the movie broke down. This led to another ten-day delay while we waited for parts. Stewart and his production team were stressed, and we knew we were over the budget. While we waited for the vehicles to be repaired, a few of us went on a safari at a local park and saw lions, elephants, zebra and giraffes. I took lots of photographs and sent them to the very jealous girls.

We finally finished in Kenya at the end of February, a month longer than planned. It had been sweltering, but I'd greatly enjoyed filming in the jungle and on the savanna. The locals they used as extras were hard-working and quickly followed their instructions. The firefight where we rescued Stewart, his team and the hostages was dramatic, as was the escape across the savanna to an airstrip. We were in high spirits when we returned home, only to learn that filming had been halted as Stewart spoke to his backers to seek more finance. It meant I could spend the week in Manchester making up for lost time, but I was concerned that I would only receive a fraction of my fee if the movie was cancelled. The girls and I had missed each other enormously, and it was something we'd need to adapt to as my career would necessarily take me away from them at times.

Mai had chosen to work from home the day I returned, and as soon as I was in the door, we were ripping each other's clothes off. I lifted her and carried her to the sofa, laid her down and sucked her nipples. These were soon erect, and I kissed down to her honeypot. I ran my tongue all over her labia and teased her clit, and she was soon very wet.

"Hurry up and fuck me!" she urged. "I've got a Zoom meeting soon!"

I was already hard, so I wasted no more time and quickly entered her. Mai cried out in delight and urged me on. Neither of us wanted gentle lovemaking, and I pounded her pussy forcefully with long hard thrusts. Mai quickly orgasmed, and soon after, I joined her, filling her womb with two months of sperm. We put our heads together, panting after our exertions. Just then, her laptop started beeping, indicating her meeting was beginning. I kissed her, quickly withdrew, and watched Mai put on her blouse and run her fingers through her hair, trying to make it look presentable before rushing over to her desk.