She looked across the set at me again, and this time there was no denying what was happening. It was electric, and had been so since the beginning of the shoot, she continued to stare at me intensely as she pretended to listen to what the other actor was saying.
She laughed loudly which caused me to look over at her again. She was utterly stunning, the way the light hit her jet-black hair. Her perfect skin almost brown in it's natural colour. Her body was that of an athlete, toned with barely any fat at all. Seeing the way that her costume clung to her in all the right ways, it accentuated her tight heart shaped arse and her small put firm breasts. God I wanted her.
She finished laughing and turned to me, catching me checking her out. But far from annoyed she just smiled knowingly as she looked at me over the lip of her coffee cup. Yes she knew exactly what she was doing to me.
I tried not to think about it. Shit had been going from bad to worse on today's schedule. The day's set ups where all complicated and taking far to long. And now at the end of the day the set of was basically a sauna. I had to try and get one last shot in the can before we wrapped for the day but my DOP was telling me we needed another forty minutes before we would be ready to go again.
"Fuck it!" I declared. "Let's go home and start on this shit tomorrow."
Hitting myself in the head with my rolled up script and slumped in my director's chair and finished off my now stone cold coffee. Slowly rubbing my eyes with my thumbs I consoled myself that tomorrow wouldn't be so bad.
Then I felt a soft touch on my mid-thigh, even through my jeans I could immediately tell it was her.
"Stop being such a bitch."
Laughing as I opened my eyes again I playfully punched her in her flat stomach, "Who you calling bitch?" I asked.
"You, you bitch." She replied and without missing a beat punched me in the shoulder. "See you tomorrow" she called out as she walked off, waiting a few seconds before giving me a flirtatious look over her shoulder, followed by tempting wink that just about floored me.
And that was where it all started for me with her, her ability to totally and unselfconsciously be one of the boys and in the blink of an eye turn into a seductress, she was sexy in every sense of the word.
"Yeah, get some sleep. I doubt I will." I replied as I watched in an almost trance as her exquisite arse wiggled away from me.
Now I was I had to get my head back in the game I had to reworked the schedule to figure out what shots we could loose altogether, what shots we could amalgamate with others and what shots had to say where they where in the schedule. All in all a prick of a job that took far too long to do and was something that I didn't trust with anyone else. I asked my assistant to get me another coffee before she left and started down to work.
I don't know how many hours had passed, but the letters on the page had started to blur into each other, which let me know that I needed a break from the schedule . I fixed myself another coffee and started walking across the set.
It was a large corporate office, fully furnished and was a credit to the production designer. A giant cityscape trans-light covered the entire room. I went over to the lighting board and switched the trans-light on. Now I could've been on the 22nd floor of a skyscraper. The immaculate cityscape glowed through the false windows, creating an instant artificial night. I sipped it my coffee as I looked out the window and the view before me.
My thoughts drifted and suddenly the film schedule was the last thing on my mind. My every thought was on her, and what I would do to her giving half a chance. Thinking about running my tongue over her silk like skin. Thrusting deep inside her. It didn't take long for my erection to become painful, aching for some attention. I was deciding on whether or not to masturbate, I had had work that needed to get done and knew that the easiest way to fix this problem with to fire off a shot and get back to it.
"What are you thinking of?" echoed across the empty set.
I didn't even have to turn, I knew exactly who it was, and my heart rate quickened.
"Christ!" I thought. "You're acting like a fucking teenager, get it together!" I turned to her, noticing that she was carrying a plastic bag before answering her question.
"Schedule, and the stuff..." I cut myself off before I could fuck things up any more. "Great fucking start you wanker!" I thought to myself, "Can't even string a sentence together."
She laughed, but wasn't mocking me and the tone of her laugh helped to put me at ease, but only slightly. God she was stunning, even now with minimal make up and in her off set clothes she was breathtaking. She pulled up her chair next to mine. Then smacked her hand on the base of my chair indicating me to sit down, as she sat the bag she was carrying on her lap.
"I bought you some dinner in, I had a feeling you wouldn't be getting any otherwise" she said in a relaxed and confident tone.
I moved to my chair and sat down next to her, waving her off. "You didn't have to do that."
"I know I didn't have to, hello I'm the star of this film." she declared in her best impression of a diva.
"I was wondering if you'd every smile today." she remarked looking pleased with herself.
