Jack arrived back in town late Wednesday.
Things hadn't gone as well with the ex-forensics guy as Jack had hoped. The trip wasn't a total waste, but the information he obtained had a definite shelf life, and as such, he needed to up his timetable. It wasn't making his plans for Santos a slam-dunk, either. All of which, set him on edge.
His anxiety redlined when he saw Brittany waiting for him as he departed the gate area. Although she was wearing the same platinum blonde wig and wrap-around sunglasses from the gang-bang shoot to hide her looks, it was still a risk being seen together in public.
Pulling her away from the crowd of passengers making their way to baggage claim, he asked in a harsh whisper, "What the fuck are you doing here? What if Santos followed you?"
"Relax. He's working late tonight, which is code he's going out whoring with his whores. I'm learning that much about him. So, I told him I was doing that spa thing again, and to not expect me until tomorrow."
"You can't keep using that excuse. Going to a deluxe spa twice in one week is unusual. Eventually, he's going to catch on. Plus, it doesn't have to be Santos. What if someone you know sees you here with me?"
Brittany became angry, mostly because she knew Jack was right, and snapped, "It won't happen again. I was just trying to do something nice for you."
Jack could tell Brittany was becoming increasingly reckless about their relationship—the blackmailer, himself, being blackmailed, to a degree. It gave him another reason to initiate the plan sooner, rather than later. Her continual, reckless disregard for boundaries was becoming a danger and making their situation in regards to Santos untenable, which irritated him even further.
Wrapping his arms about her and pulling her close so that any onlooker would think they're a normal, loving couple reacquainting after a long separation, he whispered with deadly seriousness, "You know how dangerous your husband is."
She didn't respond at first. Instead, she placed her nose close to his suit jacket and breathed in deeply, feeling a warm tingle deep within her groin. Finally, she nodded her head as a response.
"You understand how much your life is in danger if he finds out too soon. If he finds out before I get things set up."
She hesitated. She never heard him talk this way, his voice filled with such earnest caring for her safety. It made her feel warm, but at the same time frightened. Gripping him tightly, she said, "I need to know what you're planning on doing."
Brittany needed answers. Jack realized that was the reason for her current recklessness. She was using it as a ploy for answers.
She is becoming a good blackmailer in her own right.
he mused.
Kissing her forehead, he said, soothingly, "I'm going to tell you, and soon, but I need to think on it some more. Until then, can we stick to our usual routines?" When he sees her nod her head, he finished, "Good, now let's get out of here before a security guard who knows Santos wanders by."
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When Brittany and Jack get to her car, she pulled a bag of money out of the glove box and handed it to Jack. "I know it's a little early, but here's your cut for the week."
"I guess your shoot went well."
"Two shoots, the one on Monday and one earlier today. Want to hear about them?"
The last thing he needed to hear is how well she's making money hand over fist fucking other guys. However, knowing she wants to talk about it, he reluctantly agreed to listen.
Brittany drove toward the city as she told her story. "The one on Monday was about the way Kim said it would be. Magdalene and I are playing a couple of horny moms who get it on with our sons. The scene opens with the two of us on a couch, and we're telling each other how hot we find our boys. One thing leads to another, and soon Magdalene is going down on me. Then, right in the middle of things, our two boys walk in on us. You can guess the rest. We all end up in this foursome with Magdalene and me doing the old sixty-nine, while Rich and Samuel are fucking us."
Jack couldn't help himself, but contrary to his former, alpha-dog nature, he was getting hard listening to Brittany talk about her week.
Seeing the strange look Jack gave her, Brittany mistook his reaction, and said, apologetically. "I didn't come, if that's what you're worried about. Well I did with Magdalene, but not when Rich or Sam fucked me...oh wait, yes I did. Sorry, I misspoke."
Jack almost laughed at the irony, as he thought,
Aren't we a pair? She's my cock whore and now I'm becoming her cuckold. I really have to stop thinking with my dick.
Answering matter-of-factly, "You don't have to get defensive about your job, as long as you keep it a job. What happened next?"
"We wrap the mommy incest movie up on Friday. I've one scene with Kim and Nika, who are playing another pair of horny moms. It's just a three-way lesbo, but Munch wants me to wear a strap-on. Even he's calling me pixie Dominatrix. My second scene is the finale where me, Kim, Nika and Magdalene get into this big incest orgy pile with all of our sons."
By now he's hard as a rock, and humorously quipped, "Sounds pretty
porny.
Imagine, all those horny moms and all from the same area, wanting to do their kids and each other. What are the odds?"
Brittany laughed at the ridiculousness of the scene, and said, "I know, pretty outlandish. What's worse than the stupid plot, Munch says doing incest stuff really tests your acting chops because you have to sell it to the audience you're really doing your kid. Then, in typical Munch fashion, he has a guy playing Nika's son that looks even older than she is. There's no way he can pass for someone under the age of twenty-five, let alone be her kid. How's the audience supposed to believe that?"
Hearing the enthusiasm in her voice about her new job, Jack commented, "I doubt if the reprobates who watch it will even give a crap. You're really getting into this."
She hesitated, afraid to tell him the truth, "A little, you're not mad, are you?"
He answered her with a kiss to her cheek, making her giggle like a schoolgirl. Then he quipped, sarcastically, "Wow, worrying about the plot, the audience, exercising your acting chops, you're turning into a real Meryl Streep. What about today?"
"Oh, I forgot. That was a special something Munch called me in to do. He did this erotic porn video series for couples, sort of a 'how to' series, but very sensual. You know, techniques on how to sensually give a hand job, go down on a girl, how to fuck in different positions, doing anal, that sort of thing. He had wrapped the series already, but Munch wanted to reshoot the fellatio scene with me. Can you believe that?"
Yes, he could. In his own dwarf way, Munch was trying to fuck with Jack's head by pulling Brittany in at the last minute to reshoot a scene. Jack reminded himself to be sure to mention it to the dwarf the next time he sees him.
Brittany continued, "It's called, 'How to Fellate Your Mate.'" Seeing Jack roll his eyes, she added, "Yeah, I know, it's still porn, but it was very sensual. Munch used a lot of soft lighting, and candles were placed all around giving the scene a real romantic flavor. The bed even had silk sheets and pillowcases. There wasn't any dialogue, just soft new-age music playing in the background. Munch will overdub narration, later. Anyway, the guy I did the scene with reminded me of you."
That fucking dwarf. He's really going to find it hard to direct with his head lodged in his ass.
Jack was about to mention she should have called him about Munch changing her venue, when he noticed she took the off-ramp to the warehouse district.
