Author's note:
Hey readers, this chapter ended up longer than I thought so I split it into two instead. I started this series as a sort of dumb, fun sexual romp story but now I feel pulled into another direction. I just wanted to take a poll and see who liked the first chapter more and who liked the second and third more. Let me know in the comments or send a message! Thanks.
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Olivia woke up bright and early the next day. After Justine had fallen asleep, she had removed the strap on and cleaned it. She has a feeling it would be requested again, and soon.
All the days of waking up before the crack of dawn to get to Hair and Makeup had made it impossible for her to sleep in. She glanced at Justine fondly before she left the bedroom.
She headed down to the gym room to work on some cardio. Now that her film was over, it was time to get back into her regular shape. She normally kept herself lean but would put on weight or lose some depending on the director's requirements. Her latest movie,
Dark Horizons
, had her lose ten pounds and she was eager to start eating more again to put back on some weight.
Oof. She massaged her back as she walked. She was not used to the vigorous fucking that she and Justine had got into yesterday. She was sore all in her back and her glutes. Still, it was a good soreness, and the reminder of how she got it made her smile. It had been fun. Very fun.
She turned on the tv and got on the treadmill, picking a challenge pace. A half hour later she went over to the weights and used them. Back in her twenties she was often requested for action movies to play the confident, sexy partner to the male action star lead. That had been a lot of fun and she had put on more muscle for those films. Those roles were few and far between for a woman in her forties, however. Nowadays she was always someone's mom or a side character. She finished with the weights and went to the kitchen. It was still early in the day, far too early for Justine to be awake, so she made food for herself. If Justine was up later, she could cook again.
As she fried up some sausages, she let her mind wander. Last night had been a lot of fun. She wondered what else Justine would be up for. She knew she was a fan of Marcus, but she had a lot more surprises in that chest...she couldn't wait to show her.
She turned off the heat before she burned the sausages. She sat at the kitchen island by herself and ate. She had some errands to run now that she was back in the city, so she was planning on getting them done before Justine was awake. She would need to get her a new phone too.
She drove downtown and went to the post office. She needed to send some headshots and her resume out. It was early in the morning but the post office was already busy. The city of Princepond never really slept, it was like it was constantly trying to prove it was better than its unfortunate name.
Afterwards she headed to the cell phone store and got a new phone for Justine. After talking to the employee, she decided a waterproof phone wasn't a bad idea, though with Justine's track record, she would probably lose it again very soon.
As she headed back to the car, she thought of the days when she was recognized everywhere she went. The popularity had been overwhelming back then, the constant scrutiny into her life exhausting. She did not miss that. Still, it was nice to be noticed once in a while. She thought of the way Justine had looked at her last night, so full of yearning. She hadn't looked at her like she was seeing a woman past her prime. In fact, in that moment, Olivia felt like the most desirable woman in the world. Her lower regions tingled as she remembered the moment. She couldn't wait to get home again.
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When Olivia got home, Justine was still sleeping. She opened up the phone box and started to go through the phone settings and set up the new sim card. The doorbell rang. Who could it be? She went to the door and looked through the peephole. Of course. It was Carl. She unlocked the door.
"Carl."
"Hello, Mrs.A." Carl said sheepishly as he ran a hand through his messy curly hair. He was thankfully clothed this time, in a white t-shirt with red sleeves and blue jeans. He looked embarrassed.
"Is Justine around? She doesn't have a new phone yet and she hasn't been answering her email."
"She's still sleeping." Olivia said. "I'll go get her."
"Okay, great!" Carl said, relieved.
Olivia closed the door and went upstairs.
Justine
Justine woke to her mom shaking her. "Mmph?" She looked over at her and smiled sleepily. "Hey."
Olivia didn't return the smile, in fact she looked annoyed.
"What's wrong?" She asked, sitting up. The blanket fell off her chest. Olivia looked away. "Your boyfriend is here."
"Carl?"
Oh shit.
"Better get dressed." Olivia started to leave.
"Wait, Mom! I can't see him." Justine said as she scrambled to get dressed. "Please, can you just tell him I'm sick or something?"
"Alright." Olivia sighed.
"Thanks, Mom." Justine sighed in relief. She watched as her mom left and went back downstairs. Holy fuck. She was going to have to break up with him soon. What the hell was she supposed to say?
She tried to think of something as she looked for clothes.
Sorry Carl, I don't really feel like being in a relationship with you after my mom just fucked my brains out.
or how about,
so guess what, it turns out my mom wants to fuck me just as much as I do her and I've had a hard-on for her for god knows how many years
