This is my 100th post here on Literotica. That amazes me.
I've used this place as a laboratory to teach myself how to write, and I think I'm slowly getting there. It's been all kinds of fun, and I'm very appreciative to all of you out there in Cyberland who read and enjoy my stories. Thanks everybody!
As usual, the people and places in this story are fictional. All characters are over eighteen.
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Kaley Newman, NewsChannel 4
"Mr. Sims? Tucker Sims?" the voice on the phone said.
"Yes, that's me." Tucker said.
"This is Kaley Newman from NewsChannel 4. I wonder if I could come down and talk to you about your business and one of the actresses who used to work for you. She contacted me this morning and what she told me is frankly quite disturbing. I'd like to discuss it with you and see if we can clear things up. Would that be all right?"
"Can I ask the name of the actress? Maybe I can clear things up over the phone." Tucker said.
"Louise Brookfield. Do you remember her?"
Sure, Tucker remembered her. A fairly typical older amateur. Nervous, trying to live out her fantasy, probably in over her head. The fucking his boys gave her left her reeling. It was obvious it was way beyond anything she'd experienced before. Some big-time shit that blew her mind.
And then there was Kaley Newman. Tucker remembered her too, from the news. There were lots of young female reporters on the local channels, but Kaley was a standout. Nice voice. Pretty face. Relaxed and even a little sexy on camera.
"Oh sure, I remember Louise," Tucker said. "That was just, what, two months ago I think, when she was here. I'll tell you what, why don't you come down here to my office. I've got quite a bit of paperwork on her. I'm sure we can clear this up."
An hour later Kaley and her videographer buzzed the intercom at the Studio's door. Tucker let them in.
"Mr. Sims I'm Kaley Newman. I'd like to speak with you about Louise Brookfield."
She spoke in her news voice, had her hand extended and was followed by a guy with a video camera on his shoulder, already filming. He skittered around the side of her to get a clear shot of Tucker and the handshake.
"Jesus Kaley, you didn't tell me this was gonna be an ambush. There's no story here. Turn that off and we'll talk. I can show you everything you need to know. I've got iron clad contracts. More than one actually. That and the video itself will tell the story."
"You're willing to speak on the record off camera?"
"Sure, I've got nothin' to hide. I run a clean business here, with happy workers."
"Shut it down Johnny," she said to her cameraman. "You call porn a clean business?" she asked Tucker as she started to record audio on her phone. "May I record our conversation?"
"Sure. Like I said, nothin' to hide. Come on in my office."
"You can wait outside John," Kaley said to her co-worker.
"Oh sure. I never get to see the good stories," he said as he took his camera gear and left.
In Tucker's office he offered Kaley an upholstered chair or the couch. She sat on the couch, nervously pulling the hem of her dress to try and get it to cover a little more of her shapely leg than it wanted to cover. A porn studio didn't seem like the place to show herself off.
"So, Louise Brookfield, I remember her well," Tucker said as he reached for a folder on his desk. "What exactly did she call you about?"
"She claims she was forced into certain sexual situations that you filmed. Coerced I guess I should say."
"Well that's just not true. I've never done that with anybody here and I'm confident you'll come to that conclusion too. Tell me this — if you find that there's no story here, other than her making things up, you're not gonna put this on the news, are you? Local publicity's not exactly the best thing for a business like this. We do business quietly, don't get in anybody's face, don't bother anyone. I'd kinda like to keep it that way."
"No, no," Kaley said. "If she's making things up there's nothing for me. You can count on that. But I must admit I'm a little fascinated by this place. I never knew anything like this went on in town."
"Have you thought about giving it a try? We do a lot with amateurs, and you've certainly got the looks for it," Tucker said, looking her over. It wasn't a lecherous look, just a man doing his job. Kaley looked shocked, and blushed bright red.
"No Mr. Sims, not that kind of fascination. So was Louise one of the amateurs? She didn't sound like a professional when I talked to her."
"That's right. I meet people different ways. She actually hit on me in a bar. She was half in the bag and asked me to go home with her. I declined, but she was nice and we got to talking. I gave her my card and offered her a preliminary photo shoot. That's the usual way we get started, clothed but sexy, maybe some lingerie. I sometimes bring in one of my male talent to do somethin' mildly sexual if the person's comfortable with it. It's all very low key and all about the new person's comfort level. I don't push anything."
"So she was attractive and you thought she'd be good in porn? Is it that simple?"
"No, attractiveness doesn't always enter into it. Sexiness is a bigger deal. She's average looking for her age, but I thought she was sexy. Now you, you're attractive
and
sexy, so you've got a head-start."
"Oh...well, thank you," Kaley said, nervously pulling at her hem again. So Louise, she came? I mean...she called you?" Kaley's face heated up again at the unintended double entendre. She hoped it wasn't a full-on blush.
"Yeah. She seemed nervous on the phone, but that's par for the course with the amateurs. So we set up an appointment, I think it was two days later, and she comes in for the shoot. So this is where we get to the paper work," Tucker said as he opened the file folder. He handed Kaley a form. "That's the standard contract for the first still photo shoot. As you can see, it covers a lot. They're agreeing to nudity and model-to-model contact. Legally that means a whole lotta shit, but like I said, we never push anybody and often the first session is really tame. Like a boudoir session you could do at the mall photographer, you know? So here's the photos from that day." Tucker handed her ten proof sheets, with two dozen photos on each one. "I can show you the raw files on the computer if you want, but it's all there."
It was Kaley's first look at Louise Brookfield, and she was amazed at how plain looking she was, and her age. She looked like any of the fifty-year-old women in her neighborhood. And here she was, trying out for porn!
Tucker walked Kaley through the bigger contract for the video shoot, and pointed out the special clauses Louise had asked for, and her initials next to each one.
"She agreed to anything but anal and BDSM. She wanted two men. Wanted big cocks. It's all there in the contract. I've been doing this a long time Kaley, and I'm not only very careful with the wording of the contracts, I'm a nice guy and bend over backward to make everybody happy. Louise was happy with the wording of it all. I remember her specifically saying that. So I guess the next thing to do is watch the footage of her. Did you look at it on the website?"
"No. I thought I'd do that here. If I had signed up for an account at work I'd have to explain it to my boss, and he'd have to explain it to his boss, and on up the line."
"Oh, yeah. Much simpler here. No problem. Let me pull it up and if you have any questions you can ask me."
Tucker switched on a big flat screen TV on the wall, started Louise's hour of fame, and they sat back and watched. Tucker pointed out a few things as it progressed.
"That's Mitch and Dante with her. They're two of my big cock men, which is what she wanted."
When it was over Kaley was a bit flustered and looked warm.
