My therapist Karen was having a private party, and with the guests that she was expecting, thought that I might be interested in attending and extended an invitation. I arrive at her house and she invites me in. The party has been going on for a little more than an hour and there are plenty of guests already there, all famous, all beautiful men and women. Among her guests are various members of the media in the form of newscasters, several actors and actresses on the "B" and "C" list, and adult film stars.
"Make yourself at home. Can I get you something to drink?" Karen says to me.
I ask for a beer and Karen comes back with a Corona and hands it to me. I walk around and try to work the room, but I'm a bit shy around all of these beautiful people that I don't have the nerve to strike up a conversation with anyone. I'm standing alone away from everyone just watching the people when Karen walks up to me.
"I noticed you're not mingling or talking to anyone? What's wrong?" Karen asks me.
I tell her that I don't seem to fit in and can't talk to anyone.
"I'm sorry you feel that way, Brad. Is there anyone here that catches your eye?" she asks.
I nod towards one particular woman. "Over there." I tell her.
"Oh that's Jacky St. James, the adult film director."
"I know all too well." I mention to Karen. "I've seen a lot of her films. I wish she starred in her films. She's sexier than the girls in your film."
"Brad, I know you're shy and I'm sorry that you're not having a good time. If you'd like, you can go upstairs if you'd like a little alone time. The guest room upstairs is empty."
I decide to take Karen up on her offer. "Thank you, I'd like that."
"The guest room is the second door on your right. There are plenty of items in the top dresser drawer for your self soothing."
I go up the stairs and into the second door on the right, the guest room. I open the door and turn on the lights. The room is nicely decorated with a queen size bed, a love seat, small desk, a flat screen tv with a webcam mounted to the top and a computer off to the side on the desk. I open the top dresser drawer to find a variety of sex toys and aid: dildos, vibrators, masturbation sleeves, condoms, oils, lotions, lubricants, anything and everything you can imagine.
I go to the thermostat to warm up the room a bit since it is a little cool. As the room starts to warm up, I begin taking my clothes off and neatly setting them on the love seat.
I turn on the computer and do a Google search for Jacky St James and find a few videos on YouTube of her being interviewed. One catches my eye as I click on it and put it on the flat screen. My God, she looks so beautiful and sexy. She's not even naked and my penis is getting erect from just looking at her. I sit down on the bed with a bottle of KY and put a drop the size of a dime in the palm of my right hand and start to stroke my penis while I watch Jacky on the tv.
After about 5 minutes I hear a soft knock on the door and the door open slightly as someone peeks in.
"Hello. Brad, are you in here? It's Jacky St. James. Karen told me you were up here and said you might like some company."
I'm a little flustered as Jacky walks in and closes the door behind her.
"Hi" she says with a big smile as she's looking at me completely nude with my penis in my hand watching her interview on the tv. "I hope you don't mind that I came in. Karen told me about you and I wanted to see and meet you."
I'm a little flustered and embarrassed that Jacky is seeing me in this position and I try to hide myself even though there's no place to hide. "Uh, yeah. OK." I stammer.
Jacky giggles. "Sweetie, there's no need to be embarrassed. I direct porn, remember. I've seen a whole lot more than what I'm looking at now."
Jacky walks over to the bed and sits next to me as she starts talking to me.
"Karen tells me you like to masturbate a lot and you have had fantasies about me. You're a very good looking man and you don't need to feel shy around me"
Jacky gently places her left hand on my right shoulder and her right hand on top of mine as I slowly run it up and down the shaft. She's feeling the rhythm of how I'm stroking myself.
"You like is slow and gentle when you fondle yourself?" she asks me.
"I'm just trying not to cum right away. I'm so turned on." I tell Jacky.
"Karen tells me you don't have a girlfriend. I'm surprised. I'd think a lot of women would go for a guy like you."
"I'm very shy around women Jacky." I tell her.
"Really? You don't seem shy to me. You're sitting here naked next to me while you're stroking yourself" Jacky tells me.
"I like it that you're watching me and I like being nude in front of you Jacky.
I also enjoy your company. I've never had that before." I tell her.
"Are you saying what I think you're saying Brad?" she asks.
I look down and tell her "Yes."
Jacky's jaw drops in amazement and disbelief. "How old are you Brad?"
I tell her my age and she's shocked.
"Bradley, take your hand off your cock."
I take my hand off my penis as it stands at full attention in front of her.
Jacky stands up and stands in front of me as she starts to remove her clothes.