"I'm not complaining about my career," sighed Victoria Brannon to her agent. "But how did I wind up with such a bit part after being invited to audition for all those major roles?"
Cecilia Wordsworth smiled in response. "Vicki, dear, you're still a rookie in this business. Internationally-known movie producers like Natalie Fanelli don't generally cast unknown 19-year old pretty young things like yourself in starring roles! At least, not until they've paid their dues in minor parts like the one you just landed!"
"I know," said Victoria. "I'm just wondering, that's all. Why would Natalie waste so much of her valuable time with me in her office if all she intended to offer me was a minor, non-speaking role?"
"That's showbiz, dear," answered Cecilia, although deep down she knew the real answer to the younger girl's question. At age 58, Cecilia Wordsworth had been working as an agent for aspiring actors and actresses for over half of her life, and in that time she'd learned more than just a few tricks of the trade. You give something, you get something. And when she'd signed pretty young Victoria Brannon to a contract, she'd added a valuable bargaining piece for future negotiations with important studio heads like Natalie Fanelli.
Vicki, as Victoria liked to be called, was a beautiful 19-year old California blonde, with flawless skin, a pouty mouth, pretty green eyes, sexy curves, and the longest, silkiest legs in southern California. But she couldn't act her way out of a paper bag, and everybody seemed to realize it but Vicki. At first, Cecilia had seriously considered refering her to an adult film industry producer she knew, but decided against it. The girl was just too fresh, too young, and too innocent. Surely there must be another answer out there, something that would pay off handsomely for both Vicki and her agent.
That's when Cecilia remembered the meeting she'd had only recently with the famous Italian film producer Natalie Fanelli. At age 50, Fanelli still had the beauty she'd possessed during her younger years as an actress. But her private life had not been so pleasant as she'd gone though half a dozen husbands in recent years, the last of whom had told the tabloids she was a dyke who didn't belong with a man. Of course, this remark was made during a messy divorce settlement so nobody paid it much attention. But Cecilia had remembered it, and while lunching with Natalie soon after she'd noticed that whenever a pretty girl had passed anywhere near their table Natalie's eyes had followed closely, locking onto their wiggling behinds. And later, during their lunchtime conversation
Natalie had remarked that sometimes she wished she could leave all the huge Hollywood egos behind and purchase a strip club with fifty pretty girls! Cecilia had laughed at the time, but the remark came back to her as she thought about it later. Why would Natalie Fanelli say she wanted to own a strip club? With fifty pretty girls? In Cecilia's mind a plan began to form. And that plan centered around pretty little Victoria Brannon meeting with the beautiful Italian producer. Maybe Vicki would never make a good actress, but she might prove to be an excellent performer of a different sort. And both Cecilia and Natalia Fanelli would be the primary beneficiaries.
And so, when plans were announced for the casting of Sunshine Studios' upcoming production, Cecilia made a call to the head producer, Natalie Fanelli. The two women had a long talk, and the next day pretty Victoria Brannon showed up for her audition.
Natalie welcomed her into her plush office, rising up from her opulent desk to greet the young blonde beauty. Vicki was in awe being in the presence of the famous Italian producer. She had never expected an opportunity of this magnitude, and was determined to make the best of it. How her agent had managed this she had no idea, but she was impressed and grateful to Cecilia for arranging it.
"Cecilia told me you were an attractive young woman," said Natalie. "But I had no idea just how beautiful you really are! Turn around, dear, and let me look at you."
Vicki obeyed. She had worn a tight black mini-dress, exactly as she had been told to do by Cecilia, along with matching black high heel pumps and skimpy black lingerie underneath. She had thought to herself that this outfit made her appear a bit like a high-class prostitute, but her agent insisted she wear it just the same. "You'll dress the way I tell you to," she'd demanded. "And when you arrive at Natalie's office you'll do whatever that woman says, understand?" Vicki had nodded her assent.
And now, here she was, turning around slowly so that Natalie Fanelli could examined her closely. The Italian woman smiled appreciatively as she did so. The girl was beautiful, with exquisite, perfectly formed breasts, a tight body, a gorgeous ass, and incredibly long slender legs. Yes, she would be in debt to Cecilia for this, but it would be a small price to pay.
"Very nice, my dear. You are lovely. Now come and sit down and let me tell you about our upcoming productions." Natalie then took Vicki's hand and led her over to a large couch by the far wall where both women then sat down. Here she went onto explain that there were several film ideas in the works, and that Vicki was being considered for any one of a number of different roles. She smiled at Vicki's growing excitement as she lured her in with the possibilities of becoming a star.
"The first film we're planning to make is about a stripper who becomes involved with a group of con men intending to rob the Bank of England," Natalie said. "I think you'd be perfect for this role, only you'd have to have the right body to be cast as a stripper, and I'd have to be sure about it. What do you think?"
"Oh, I think you'd be pleasantly surprised," Vicki assured her. "I've been working out quite a bit lately. Would you like to see?"
"Why yes, that would be a good idea," Natalie said, as Vicki arose from the couch. "Yes, please start by removing that pretty dress. But since this role involves your being a stripper, perhaps you should try dancing seductively as you do so, yes? Here, let me put on some music." Natalie then reached over to a small console, hitting a button that started a sensuous rythymic music flowing through hidden speakers in the walls. "Now, seduce me, Victoria."
Vicki began to slowly remove her dress, reaching around her back to undo the zipper as she swayed provocatively before the older woman sitting comfortably in front of her. Natalie smiled. The young beauty was about to give her a sensuous striptease. So far, so good.
Vicki was ecstatic. This was a major role, and all she had to do was show this woman she was up to it. And she had complete confidence in her body. If this Italian woman wanted sexy, she'd show it to her! She began by pulling the straps past her shoulders, and then slowly eased the dress down over her beautiful breasts, hidden now by only the lacy black bra she had on underneath. Again Natalie smiled, as Vicki then turned around, now moving her ass seductively back and forth just inches from the older woman's face. Down came the dress, slowly sliding over Vicki's pantie-covered derriere, her skin clearly visible through the diaphanous black material covering those sexy round ass cheeks. Natalie could barely contain herself from reaching over and caressing one of those beautiful soft curves of flesh. But that would come later.
Vicki kicked off the rest of her dress, now standing in only her black bra and panties, and looked inquiringly at Natalie as if to ask if she was to continue. Natalie looked her in the eyes and nodded. "Seduce me, Victoria," she repeated.
Vicki returned to her dancing. OK, if this woman really wanted a show she'd give her one. Off came the bra, her hands quickly moving up to cup her beautiful tits, squeezing them sensuously before the appreciative eyes of the older woman. Her body continued to sway provocatively as she moved in closer to Natalie, leaning in so that her breasts were literally in the Italian woman's face. Natalie's tongue flickered out, almost connecting with Vicki's left nipple. Vicki laughed and pulled back, then playfully turned her back on the older woman.
Natalie's eyes were sparkling as she turned her gaze to the younger girl's beautiful rear end now swaying seductively just inches in front of her. Vicki's hands were now on the waistband of her black panties, and then ever so slowly she bent over, inching them down past the gorgeous globes of her glistening derriere. Natalie's hands came up to gently rest on the beautiful cheeks, caressing their silky softness. Vicki continued to pull the panties completely off. She was aware of the older woman's hands on her wiggling ass cheeks, but didn't let it distract her from the business at hand. She remembered Cecilia's orders to do whatever the Italian woman wanted, and it was obvious to her that this lap dance was going over exceedingly well.
Natalie thought so, too. She continued to caress the younger woman's body, feeling her legs, her thighs, her stomach, and especially her gorgeous rear end. "Very nice, my dear," she whispered, leaning in to plant a kiss on the quivering right cheek of Vicki's derriere. "We Italians are an emotional people, and that is why I kiss you." She leaned in and kissed her butt again, this time on the left cheek. Vicki beamed. "I've made a good impression on her," she thought to herself. "I think she really likes me."
"Sit down here with me, Victoria, my dear," Natalie said softly, as the music came to an end. "No, right here, on my lap. I want to check out the rest of your body while we talk."
