Mistaen for a Fluffer

Thanks all for continuing to read the stories of Stevie, really enjoying writing this and excited to see where it goes. Always eager to hear your own thoughts so please leave me some ideas as to what you think Stevie will get up to next, plenty of characters for her to share some screen time with, look forward to seeing your comments and thanks again for reading.

June 18th -- 7.13am

Sun broke through the windows of Stevie's apartment as the noise of LA traffic started to pick up. It had been three days since she had agreed, if you could call it that, to join Dream Pictures as a set assistant, yet she had not heard anything from them since.

She had woken the day after she had met Dre, Amin and Jimmy excited and nervous for what her new role would be and had expected to wake up the next morning to a text confirming her start date and was excited to tell Tom, her current boss, that she was leaving the dull job she currently did but the text had never came.

Constantly checking her phone throughout the day, becoming more and more disheartened, she'd woke the following day, with a feeling of dread in her stomach that these three guys had just used her to have some fun and actually they had no intention of offering her any kind of job and she had just acted like a complete slut for no reason.

Rolling over on her bed grabbing her phone any expectations of seeing anything gone now, Stevie's heart skipped a beat when she saw a text from the same number that had text her to come meet the director a few days ago, she'd saved it under Dream Pictures until she could figure out whose number it was.

Sitting up in her bed her long dirty blonde hair a mess as it was every morning, looking like she had either been dragged through a hedge or had a wild night of passion, she rubbed sleep from her eyes as she opened the text.

"Morning Stevie, you're needed on set today, see you at 10, Eve."

Laying back in her bed a huge smile on her face and lifting a pillow to cover her face a mixture of excitement and nerves crashing over her. What on her earth was she doing, this wasn't the girl she normally was but her mind was racing, thinking of Brandon then of Mike, wondering who she would see today.

It felt so naughty and outside of her comfort zone, but the way they looked at her and the effect she had on them, it was such a turn on for her. Laying there it was taking all of her willpower to stop herself from touching herself but suddenly a thought dawned on her, she still worked for Tom and he would be expecting her in today too.

Sitting up again, she quickly typed out a text;

"Sorry Tom, not feeling great today, going to need to take a day off, be back in tomorrow."

Feeling guilty lying to Tom, who had always been so nice to her, Stevie hesitated but then pressed send and collapsed back on to the bed once more, kicking her feet against the bed to try and get some of the nervous excitement energy out of her body.

Sitting up on the edge of her bed, looking at the full length mirror opposite as she sat there, her hair really was a mess, long t-shirt hanging off her, the logo long washed out, she wore it so often and plain white panties that even the most loyal of boyfriends would be depressed by.

She looked at her alarm clock, 7.28am, she would need 30 minutes to get to the lot where the offices where, which meant she had two hours before she had to leave.

It was at that moment that Stevie made a decision. Both occasions she had visited the set they had been surprises to her, she had wore cut-off shorts and a t-shirt on one occasions and then a pair of jeans and a blouse the second, not exactly outfits to turn heads.

For some reason today, she wanted to impress, this was her first official day as an employee of Dream Pictures and she wanted to impress.

Getting up off the bed, walking into her bathroom starting to run the bath, she heard her phone ping, rushing back in to see a response from Tom;

"Hope you feel better, see you tomorrow T. x"

Smiling to herself Tom really was a good boss and she was going to miss him when she got the chance to let him know she was leaving but, throwing her phone back on the bed, her thoughts returned to getting ready for her time on the set.

Walking back into the bathroom Stevie checked on the bath, then turned lifting her t-shirt up and off, looking in her bathroom mirror as she stroked her hands over her bare 32c breasts. She had always liked her breasts; they were a good size, not so big to make finding outfits difficult but big enough to draw attention.

Seeing her bath full, she slid her panties down and off and slowly climbed into the bath and closed her eyes, allowing her mind to wander thinking about her past experiences and what was likely to happen today.

Once again, just the thought of it had her hands slowly travelling down her body, toying over her breasts, her nipples hardening as she gently squeezed them thinking of Brandon and that killer smile, how amazing his cock at been, licking her lips at the thought of him. Any thoughts of her coyness a million miles away, as she wondered what she had become, she was so desperate to see Brandon, not even caring of the situation she was getting herself into.

Her other hand unable to resist drifting down between her legs, gently teasing between her lips, mind still focussed on Brandon, desperate to feel his perfect cock not just between her lips but buried deep inside her as she slid two fingers into herself imaging it was Brandon, biting her bottom lip as her fingers pushed slowly in.

Squeezing her breast as she eased her fingers in and out a gentle moan escaping her lips, "Ohhhhh Brandon yes.....fuck me," her eyes opening as she heard herself, surprised by her words but knowing she meant it as she kept sliding her fingers in and out of her soaking wet pussy.

Water splashing as she worked her fingers harder and faster, louder moans escaping her lips, the thin walls of her apartment no doubt not helping, her neighbours definitely waking up this morning to the sounds of her cumming but unable to stop as she kept going. Her hips shaking wildly as a huge orgasm crashed over her in the bath, slowing her finger down as she gasped for breath, recovering.

Lying there, her eyes open, still trying to catch her breath, her orgasm so intense not sure what came over her but knowing she enjoyed it, thoughts of seeing Brandon had her heart racing with a mixture of excitement and nerves, she didn't even know if he would be there or if he was, would he be interested in her.

All these thoughts running through her mind had brought her shyness and coyness crashing over her once again as she gathered herself, she quickly washed and climbed out of the bath wrapping herself in a towel and checking the time, 8.12am, still plenty of time.

Over the next thirty minutes Stevie proceeded to try on every outfit that she had in her wardrobe never satisfied with what she picked out thanks to a mixture of nerves and being overly worried about her body. It was either, to dressy, not dressy enough, to casual, to revealing, nothing worked.

Eventually she settled on a knee length black skirt, just showing enough of her legs without being too slutty, which hugged her hips showing of her curves and a low cut v neck top with guns & roses logo on the front, cut low enough to show her cleavage but not deep enough to show too much.

Looking at herself in the mirror she felt sexy but not slutty, she still hesitated as she doubted herself but mentally told herself off, taking a deep breath as the nerves of what she was doing today started to grow more and more.

Placing the clothes she had picked out on the bed, she then turned to her underwear draw, looking at her bras then down at the top. She would never go out without a bra normally but this outfit cut so low her bra would be on display and couldn't look less sexy.

Biting her lip as she debated what to do, she knew the answer but her nerves were once again trying to persuade her otherwise. Nodding to herself in reassurance, she closed the bra draw without taking anything out.

Opening the draw with her panties not giving herself time to over think it, she quickly pulled out a pair of lacy black panties, stepping in to them feeling them hug her ass tight she turned looking at how they fit in the mirror her mind wondering if Brandon would like this before once again shaking the thought from her mind, saying out loud, "He isn't going to even see them."

Glancing on the clock as she reached for her top she almost yelped seeing how quickly time had passed, 9.13am, quickly pulling the top on, making sure her cleavage was showing without being too on display and sliding the skirt on, she gave another spin in the room and nodded to herself, happy she had made the right choice.

Still keen to make an impression, Stevie reached for her make-up draw and pulled out a deep red lipstick she had once bought to go with a Halloween costume. It's not something she would normally ever wear on a day to day basis but if she was going to make an impression she knew this was the way to do it.

Quickly applying it, looking herself up and down once more in the mirror she grabbed her phone and her bag and headed for the door, checking the time on her phone, plenty of time to spare as she walked out in to the LA sun, taking some sun glasses out of her bag, for the first time since she moved to LA, she felt like she fit in with everybody else.

Checking her phone once more, she decided to treat herself to a coffee at the coffee shop she always used, stepping in seeing the barista that was always there but noticed his gaze was a little more focussed today. Stepping up to the counter in her usual smiley way, always enjoying a flirt with the barista whose named tag confirmed was called Dane, "Hey, just my usual caramel frappe please."

Dane smiled back at her, Stevie watched as his gaze travelled down the cut in her top into her cleavage, a thrill of excitement running through her at the reaction she was getting. Dane in his usual confident manner replied "Coming right up cutie, and sorry too."

Confusion washing over her now as she watched Dane making her drink, asking "Sorry for what?"

Dane, returning holding her cup out to her with a mischievous grin on his face, "We've got the AC on a bit high today, this place is pretty cold."

Stevie just looked at him even more confused now, but watched as he nodded downwards towards her cleavage a couple of times, looking down at his nodding only to see her nipples hard and showing through the thin material of her top.

Cheeks burning crimson like they so regularly seemed to this last week, she grabbed the drink and crossed an arm over her cleavage, "oh my god!" Turning to almost run out of the shop before stopping in her tracks as she realised she hadn't paid. Looking back at Dane, still wearing that huge grin on his face, she heard his words, "Don't worry cutie, you can pay your tab next time." Not needing to be told twice, Stevie quickly dashed out of the shop and headed in the direction of the studio.

Most of the way there Stevie was still shaking her head from her encounter with Dane, embarrassed wondering if she would ever be able to show her face in the coffee shop again, laughing to herself that she was worried about someone seeing her nipples through her top despite the fact she was walking to a studio where she was almost certain to be giving a blowjob to potentially a complete stranger.

The whole morning felt surreal she had no idea who she was becoming but she knew she couldn't stop now as she rounded the last corner and saw the studio.

Stepping in to the studio, holding her bag tight to her side, to try and hide the fact that her nerves had kicked in one more, she felt more relaxed as she saw the smiling face of Eve sat behind the desk, walking towards her returning her smile.

Eve was looking great, like she had both times Stevie had seen her, sweater hugging her heavy breasts,,high cut not showing her cleavage this time, standing up to show tight black pants hugging her ass. Eve was a older than Stevie but her body was still absolutely killer, Stevie couldn't help but look her up and down enviously.

"You're right on time hunni," smiled Eve as she looked Stevie up and down, thinking she looked hotter today than she had the previous time. "They are just bringing the actors out now, if you wanna head in and wait on the bench."

Nodding, heart racing a little as Eve spoke to her like this was just another day in the office, no longer a newbie, she wasn't sure whether she liked it or didn't but didn't have time to think about it as she stepped into the crowded studio, about twenty people milling around, feeling as if the room fell silent as she stepped through the doors, feeling eyes on her, looking at her curves shown off by her tight skirt and low cut top, partly regretting her outfit choice but also part of her loving the attention.

Trying her best to act natural, Stevie just kept walking, her eyes only on the bench she was walking towards, smiling to anyone she could eye contact with but not speaking to anyone, almost relieved to reach the bench, as she sat down and held her skirt in place, trying to stop it riding up and showing too much of her thighs.

Once sat down, it was the first time Stevie looked around at the set for the day, gone was the sofa from the last time she was in here and in its place was a huge bed in the centre of a bedroom, very classy navy looking wallpaper up on the walls, the huge bed with a huge cushioned headboard dominating the room, complete with pillows and duvet. Stevie looked on almost envious of the bed, looked far more comfortable than the bed she had in her one bedroom apartment.

Still looking around the studio, taking everything in, still feeling eyes on her, her cheeks startled to heat up once again as she saw the waving figure of Kim walk in to the studio and making a beeline directly for her. Looking every inch the goddess once again she was wearing pink pinstripe pyjamas, short shorts and a button up top, she looked incredible and Stevie was semi relieved, semi envious as she noticed the eyes of the room were no longer on her but fully on Kim.

Sitting down next to her Kim opened her arms and wrapped them around Stevie smiling "Hey sweetie, so nice to see you again, glad Mike didn't scare you off."

Just smiling at Kim, her usual coy, shy smile, as she looked into her eyes but wasn't sure how to respond, Stevie was grateful when Kim broke the silence, by taking Stevie's hand and holding one up as she looked at Stevie sat on the bench, "and look at you, don't you clean up good, you look smoking hot sweetie."

Already blushing uncontrollably Kim making a point of her outfit was another level, quickly pulling her hand away but giggling as Kim laughed with her and casually stroked a hand over Stevie's bare thigh. It was a nothing gesture for Kim, just sat with a girlfriend making fun of her outfit, but the gentle touch on Stevie's thigh felt so good, sent a shiver down her spine, she gripped her thighs tight together as she continued to just smile shyly at Kim.

Seeing her blushing cheeks, Kim softly stroked her thigh, not in a sexual way but more friendly smiling at her, "Relax hunni, it's going to be fine, Rory is super cute and not aggressive like Mike is, you'll have a lot of fun today."

Hearing Kim's words, Stevie smiled back at her gesture to help relax her but her heart sank a little too as she heard the name Rory, realising she wasn't going to be seeing Brandon today but instead a new guy, the sixth new guy she would be giving a blowjob to in less than a week, she had given more blowjobs this week than in the rest of her life and the thought both horrified her and secretly turned her on.

Snapped back to reality as she felt Kim squeeze her knee and get to her feet, she looked up at her as she stood up, not even noticing as a young looking guy, dressed in pyjama pants came into view from behind her and sat down next to Stevie.

Holding his hand out with a boyish smile on his face, he looked like he was only days over 18, "Hi, I'm Rory, you must be Stevie." Stevie just smiled back on autopilot shaking his hand and nodding still almost frozen, still not used to these introductions or how casually everybody else seemed to treat it.

Taking Rory in, he was slim white guy, average height, wavey blonde hair like a surfer, he was topless which showed off his abs, he clearly worked out but in a slender way not in a big an muscley Mike kinda way, he was pretty normal at first glance and he had a look on his face that seemed to suggest he was as nervous as Stevie was.

Suddenly, the already busy room seemed to go up another level of noise and people racing around, Stevie looked around to try and see what the fuss was and blushed once more as she felt the eyes of Jimmy Glue on her walking in her direction with a huge smile on his face. Getting close to the bench he bellowed out, "Here they are my two new stars, glad to see you've been acquainted," smiling at Stevie and Rory almost seeming friendly before his smile dropped away to a more serious expression, "Now get acquainted, time is money."

Gulping, turning to look at Rory he had already risen from the bench to his feet standing before her as she looked up at him, her eyes travelled down his toned stomach watching as his hands casually pushes his pyjamas down and let gravity do the rest as they bunch at his feet.

Stevie bit down hard on her bottom lip as her eyes rested on the reason why supposedly normal looking Rory was stood before her.

His flaccid cock was revealed inches from her face hanging down between his legs and considering it was only twitching to life, it already looked as big as Mike's. She looked from his cock up to Rory and then back down to his cock, feeling the eyes of the room on her and more worryingly sensed Jimmy wasn't far away from yelling again.

Slowly she reached up and wrapped her fingers around his shaft, feeling more blood pumping to it as she softly started to stroke it, looking up at Rory as she leant forward on her bench and licked at the head of his cock, watching for his reaction as she did.

Feeling his cock starting to harden between her fingers, Stevie's confidence once again started to grow, there was something about pleasing someone who had sex for a living that gave the usually shy Stevie a huge boost that she just couldn't get enough of as she opened her mouth, her eyes still up on his and closed her lips around his cock, jerking his growing cock into her mouth as her tongue toyed with the head.

Smiling as she held his cock between her lips she looked up at him as she could see him enjoying her mouth, his eyes rolling ad Rory reached down and rested a hand on her head. Closing her own eyes Stevie started to take his cock a little deeper and bob a little faster, still stroking his cock as she slid 2" and then 3" between her lips, a groan escaped her lips without her thinking of it as she felt his cock starting to fill her mouth now as it grew harder.

Opening her eyes again looking down her nose at the now rock hard shaft sliding between her lips as she sucked hungrily, his cock seemed to go on forever, it was easily 9" and slim, a bit like Rory. She continued to bob back and forth taking him a little deeper with each bob of her head 4" then 5", quickly finding the head of his cock poking at her throat as she continued to bob back and forth, his hand on her head encouraging her back and forth.

Oblivious to who was watching on now, just concentrating on the cock sliding in and out of her mouth, Stevie found herself thinking of her encounter with Dre, in the restaurant toilet, his cock sliding into her throat. Thinking of his instructions as she relaxed her throat, prepared herself and then moved forward a little deeper groaning louder coinciding with a moan coming from above her as she felt Rory's long thin cock slide into her throat, her throat tight around the head of his cock, as she slid back again but continued to suck him hungrily.