My Life Before You

Sorry it has taken me awhile to write the second part to this story. It will depend if there is a third part. I ended it for either, so I will be looking to see how well it is received.

As all my stories, characters in this story are fictional, consensual sex partners who are over 18. If you do not like incest/taboo, please do not read this story.

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They sat across from each other at the dinner table in John's apartment. It was much bigger than Amy's with more luxuries, and a maid who also cooked for him. She was impressed of how well he had done for himself, even if it was due to the adult industry. They had already finished their dinner, now drinking wine, as she nervously waited as he finished reading her manuscript.

John closed the manuscript, and without looking up, took a sip of his wine. He then took his hands and smoothed his hair back on the sides of his head. He let out a sigh and looked directly into Amy's eyes with admiration. "You my dear have to be the most talented writer I have ever known."

Amy almost started to tear up as she heard these words, "Really? You think it's good? I guess what I mean is it what you were looking for?"

Without even thinking about the answer, John simply nodded. He then said, "In fact, I believe we could make this a mainstream movie with what some call softcore porn. It could be put on cable networks and make more money for us." He takes another sip of the wine, then looks at her, "I do have a question though."

"Sure, what is it John," Amy answers now feeling more comfortable calling him just John.

"Why did you tone down the sex later in the manuscript. It just seemed like something changed in your writing." He could tell she was searching for an answer and continued. "Your dialogue, storyline, and development are just what I envisioned. Even the first sex scenes were so well written, I felt like I was a part of it, but then it just became plastic, just like if my current writers wrote them."

Amy took a long drink of her wine, almost draining the entire glass before she could answer. She put the glass down and wrung her hands together, feeling the moisture collecting on her palms. "I'm sorry, I wrote everything but the sex first, then went back and inserted the sex. I think I became lazy toward the end." She half smiled as she was proud of herself for thinking quickly on her feet. "If you need me too, I can rewrite it."

John looks at her and can't quite tell if she is being totally honest or not, but just chuckles under his breath. "No, I like the script, we can change the sex as we go, as that is the part in my wheelhouse, right?"

Amy was shocked at him saying this, "Wh... what do you mean John?"

"C'mon Amy, I know you seen me this afternoon shooting a scene with Jessica and Misty." He said with a Cheshire grin. "I hope you won't mention that to your parents, or anyone really."

She just sat there, not knowing how to act. Her eyes were wanting to fill with tears of embarrassment, and she could feel her neck and chest heat with the redness forming showing John exactly what he needed to know. She was there and did in fact see him. "I won't say anything, I promise John."

He stood up and came around the table offering his hand out to her. She accepted and stood. He brought Amy closer to him and hugged her tightly. Then as she pulled away, he grabbed her shoulders and looked into her eyes. "I want you to be on set when we film this movie."

She didn't know what to say but as she blushed, she said, "If that is truly what you want."

"Yes, it is Amy, I believe the person who writes a masterpiece should make sure it is done correctly, don't you?" She simply nodded, and hugged him, bringing her body tightly against him. He could smell her lavender shampoo in her hair and feel her nipples against his chest, causing him to become aroused. As his member started to betray him and rise, he backed away from her and moved to his seat once again.

She noticed his face was flush and wondered if he was feeling the same way as she. Her nipples responded to his chiseled chest pressed against her, and she became wet as she felt his hardness become more prevalent in his pants and against her thigh. She also quickly sat and took a drink of her wine, avoiding eye contact to help gain her own composure.

For what seemed as minutes were only a few awkward silent moments, John finally spoke, and declared the evening being late, suggesting she head to her own apartment. As he led her to the door, his hand on the small of her back, he wanted nothing more than to grab her swaying pert ass, and squeeze.

She turned and hugged John goodnight, and leaned upward to kiss his cheek, but he had moved just before and their lips met instead. It wasn't a long kiss or a short kiss, not even a romantic kiss. What the kiss did was set something in motion for both to decipher for themselves individually to see what they felt for the other. Amy hurriedly turned and walked to the elevator and climbed in, heading to her apartment. Both knowing that tomorrow was going to be slightly awkward at work.

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"Amy, it's time for casting, John needs you in his office," came the voice over the phone from the receptionist. John had made sure Amy was participating in the project she created from start to finish. He felt she not only needed the experience, but she deserved the opportunity for all the hard work she had put into it.

As she came into John's office, she noticed three chairs behind a long table. John was sitting in the middle, with an older man sitting to his right. John introduced him a month ago as his partner, Sam Mikels. He was also a former porn star from the seventies who wanted to stay in the business mainly for the money, but not perform due to wife and kids. Amy took her place to the left of John, and as she sat, he shoved some folders over to her.

"These are the women coming in for all the main parts. We must pick the main and supporting actresses today. Tomorrow we will pick the men, ok?" He was looking at Amy more than Sam, and as she nodded, the receptionist led the first woman in the door.

During the casting, she had not realized the actresses needed to get naked to show their bodies to her. The whole movie was in Amy's idea, and John wanted her to have the final say in everything including the body type of each character. A young woman came in at the end of the casting and was very green when it came to the adult industry. Fresh out of college, she was just looking for work. She knew the movie would include some nudity and maybe some sex scenes, but not the extent.

As the casting started, Sam was very direct with the young woman, and Amy could tell how uncomfortable the young woman had become. She looked at her file and noticed she had graduated from Stanford and her name was Melissa. When she looked up to see what was going on now, Sam was now standing in front of Melissa.

"Look girlie, this will go smoother if you just follow directions. If you don't want to do it, there's the door." He was very direct and seemed to be angry at her. Melissa had a lone tear running down her cheek.

John stood and took over the situation and told Sam to leave the room. Amy was surprised that he stood up to his partner, but glad for Melissa that he had. She watched in anticipation as John closed the door and locked it. He walked behind Melissa and he put his hands on the back of the chair she was sitting in. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "I am so sorry about my colleague, he can be very blunt and dominating sometimes." Amy could tell Melissa shivered as she felt his breath on her neck. Amy knew that feeling herself, and felt moisture collect on her panties.

John came around Melissa, grabbing a chair and sitting in front of the young actress. He asked for her hand, and she nervously offered it to him. He held it with both hands, asking her, "Why do you want to be in a film like this Melissa? You know what is being asked, yet you are so reluctant to do what is asked of you."

Melissa's head was looking down, but her eyes finally raised to meet his, "I ... I'm shy. I've never been undressed in front of people except my boyfriend."

John chuckled, "I understand sweetie, I was the same way when I first started."

She raised her head and looked at him with wide eyes, "Really? I wouldn't think that with all the things you have filmed." As she said that, her face went red and she looked to the floor once again.

"Melissa, may I touch your face?" John asked in a calm tone.

Melissa took a second to answer, "I... I guess, but why?"

"I want to see if your skin is soft. Do you trust me Melissa?" He asked as he squeezed her hand.

"Yes, I do," she said as his hand left hers. He brought the back of his hand up to her cheek, running it lightly over from her lips to her ear and back, letting the thumb lightly rub on her chin. Amy noticed as he done this, Melissa's face would tilt with his hand with her eyes closed. Melissa's lips opened as her tongue slightly licked her lips.

John let his thumb come up and slide across her lip, and she took it in her mouth, starting to suck it, nibbling on it seductively. Amy's panties were soaked, and she was rubbing herself through her jeans. She was so turned on by the seduction of this young girl and was wishing it was her that her uncle's hands were exploring, and seducing.

John suddenly stood up and took Melissa's' hand in his. She raised herself off the couch, and he leaned forward and whispered in her ear. She nodded her head to him, and he turned and came back to the table where Amy was sitting. Melissa started to undress, taking her blouse off, laying it on the couch behind her. She then unhooked her bra, moving her shoulders forward, allowing the lacy material to slide from her body and her already hard nipples come into view.

She then unbuttoned her jeans, slowly unzipped them and turned around facing away from John and Amy. She hooked her fingers into the waistband and slowly slid them off, bending at the waist. She had hooked her panties as well Amy could tell as her ass was completely bare, and then her completely shaven vagina came into view. They both could see how wet she was at this moment.

Melissa discarded her pants and undies to the couch and turned around. Amy still had her hand on her crotch under the table. She was rubbing harder onto her mound as this had been one of the most erotic things she had ever seen. John smiled beside her and took in Melissa's young nubile body. The shy girl became a confident sexy woman in a matter of minutes under Johns tutelage.

John spoke finally, "Melissa you did well. I think you might be perfect for a role in our movie. We will call you soon."

He stood and walked to the door and left. Amy was still aroused but now fully aware what was going on. John had merely seduced her to get Melissa out of her comfort zone. She smiled at Melissa, "Go ahead and get dressed. You were great and thank you for being patient."

Amy decided to stay seated while the young girl dressed as her panties were soaked. She needed to make sure her juices had not leaked through her pants as well and would be embarrassed if someone had noticed before her. As Melissa put the last piece of clothing back on, Amy had collected all the files together. She stood, covering her front with the files as she walked Melissa to the door. Amy then walked straight to her office, closing and locking the door.

She unbuttoned her pants and pushed them down and then her panties. She sat in her chair, leaning toward the edge, as her hands were gliding all over her body. She let one go up into her shirt to caress her breast as the other found the sopping mess of her pussy. She let out an audible gasp as her middle finger slid inside. She started to finger fuck herself as fast as she could, then added a second finger. Her moans were increasing as getting louder. She really didn't care if someone would hear her, she needed this release.

She abandoned her breast and moved that hand to her clit, rubbing it furiously, sending her over the edge. Her release was very close, and her hips came off the edge of the chair. The sloshing sound coming from her was loud, and she could smell her sex throughout the room. Her thoughts went to the day she had seen her uncle with the ladies. Her vision this time was him fucking her. She was lost in her own passion.

Outside in the hallway, John was passing Amy's door, when he heard something that sounded like a loud moan. He stopped in his tracks and wondered if Amy was looking at porn to help her with writing the scenes. He went to the doorknob and before he could twist the handle, he heard her. "Fuck me harder John." It was undeniably Amy's voice and he knew no other John that worked there. He let go of the doorknob and stood for just a second, letting his thoughts run wild. He shook his head and walked away as he heard her finally orgasm. He smiled to himself and readjusted his cock in his pants as he walked down the corridor to the new sets being built.

Amy slouched in her chair with her fingers and pussy dripping sticky wetness from them. She was out of breath but completely satisfied for now. She was glad she had some wipes in her purse, so she stood up and over and retrieved them. She was washing her fingers off, then her pussy. After several attempts, she was able to clean herself. She still smelled the sex in her office, and she noticed a big stain on the edge of her chair and the carpet.

Picking up her purse she grabbed her laptop and went to the front desk. She told the girl to have someone come and clean her office as she had spilled something on her, her chair, and the carpet. The girl smiled and said sure thing, but what Amy did not know, was that most of the people who were close enough to her office heard her scream out during her orgasm.

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Two weeks later, Amy and John were on the new set for the first day of readings. Nothing had been said about what had happened in Amy's office that day, but some knew of her loud orgasm. The story unfolded in front of the cast of the young woman who was abused as a child throughout her college years and was afraid to be with a man until she met Mark, who is the lead character. He is her boss and is supposed to be married to a snobby but beautiful woman.

Shauna was the name of the lead character and she was very shy but opens to Mark and falls for him. Of course, the opening act has her being raped in her dorm, but both John and Amy decided not to make it to graphic or sexual because they did not want the message to come out condoning rape.

As they read through the stages of the manuscript, the actress named Kelcy who was to play the lead started to read with "Mark". Amy listened and was quite disturbed that she didn't feel any chemistry between the two. She looked over at her uncle, "John...I know this is a first reading, but shouldn't they be into their part. I mean they were doing fine until they came to this final part."

John nodded and yelled "Stop!" He stood up and walked over to the actors and asked them if they had an issue. Kelcy said she wasn't really feeling the characters mood, so she had no idea how to play the part. John looked over to Amy, "This is where you come in."

Amy looked stunned at the statement from Kelcy. This man was pouring his heart out for her, trying to break down the walls she had built up for years. She was going to finally let the bricks chip away and kiss him for the first time. How could she not feel what the mood should be? "Let me show you, John can you read the part of Mark?"

John nodded and they took their places. John started, "Shauna I have feelings for you, why won't you let me into your heart?"

"I just can't Mark; you just don't understand what's happened to me." Amy was looking into Johns eyes seeing him staring back like daggers.

John takes his hand and puts it on Amy's shoulder and draws her closer. "Shauna, I would never hurt you. Don't you trust me? Haven't I showed you that I'm different?' His thumb rubbed in circles on her shoulder sending chills down her spine.

Amy looked at him for a long second before continuing. She felt some arousal at his touch, and she was scared at what she was feeling. She visibly started to shake a little as she read the next few lines. "Yes, Mark I do trust you, but not enough to let you fully into my heart. I can never be with anyone; I am damaged goods. C... Can't you see I am nothing, just someone going through the motions who doesn't deserve love, especially yours." She swallowed, and felt a tear come to her eye.

Kelcy leaned into Chris who was to play Mark and whispered how good this was. She thought that maybe Amy was an actor but had no idea this was really a story about Amy's desire for her uncle, but she knew she could never have him.

John dropped the script and took his other hand and cupped her chin, "Shauna, I love you so very much. The past few months have been wonderful. Working beside you all the late nights, laughing, talking, dinner. You truly are special, and beautiful. You do deserve love, my love."

Amy's lips were dry, so she licked them as he said these things, her eyes going from his eyes to his lips. She dropped her script as well and grabbed his hand and held it on her chin. "Mark, I love you too. More than I should. You have Brittany and I am getting in the way. I can't be with you." Amy has tears running down her face now, mascara smearing down her cheeks. She takes both of his hands and take them off her and turns to walk away. Wiping her tears with her hands.

Kelcy is tearing up as well as the scene unfolds in front of her. Chris holds onto Kelcy comforting her now that Amy turns to walk away. They both look at the script and notice that wasn't written. John reaches out and grabs Amy's arm turning her around, pulling her into his massive chest. "You aren't running away on me this time. I told you how I feel, and nothing is going to stand in my way of showing you how I feel." With that he leaned down and kissed her, his other hand grabbing her hair, pulling her head into his.

Amy was shocked but kissed back, feeling his tongue enter her mouth. Her arms wrapped themselves around his neck. He rubbed her arm and felt the side of her breast against his fingers and she moaned into his mouth as he did so. She felt him harden against her thigh and she wanted more. Her pussy was dripping making her panties soaked. She wanted to fuck him right where they were at.

The kiss became more passionate as he took both of his hands and grabbed her ass and pulled her up, she instantly raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist. He put her against the set wall, and she started grinding into his hard cock. He could feel the heat coming off her center and he moaned into her mouth. His hands kneading her ass making her hands dig into his shoulders. He finally broke the kiss, looking into her hazed eyes. Her lips were red where they had been kissing so hard and passionate.

"Do you understand now, I love you only you." Amy nodded her head as he slowly let her down onto her feet. Amy straightened her blouse and John adjusted himself as they both picked up their scripts.

Kelcy started clapping, "Damn, maybe you guys should play the role. I don't think Chris and I could do justice." Chris nodded his head in agreement.

John laughed about it and simply said he thought they would be fine, but Amy was flushed from her face down into her chest. She looked at them and then her uncle. "I think we can call it a day; don't you think? Kelcy, Chris, work on this and we will see you tomorrow, ok?" With that, she picked up her jacket and walked out toward the front of the studio. John decided to give her room and talked to the two actors for awhile giving them some pointers before leaving for the night.