Hollywood Secrets Series
Part 1 – X
Part 2 – X
Part 3 – Here
Part 4 – Coming Soon
"Morning Jake!" Sally greeted me as I walked through the office door. I gave her a quick smile and nod as I walked past her reception desk for my office. Nathaniel was at his own desk, checking my schedule for the day.
He heard me come in and without looking up from his screen, issued me a warning. "Universal Studios."
"What?"
He looked at me and repeated. "Universal. In an hour." It clicked I'd booked an early appointment for the day.
"Damn. Do you have a copy of their folder? I think I left mine at home."
"No, I don't… We need to go get it."
I agreed and we both dashed out the door, heading for my car. I thought I'd let him know how it went with Mila.
"So, I had a SAP appointment yesterday…"
He perked up hearing that. "Oh, yeah? Who with?"
"Mila Kunis."
"Ah, nice, nice. How was it?"
"It was great. At first I thought it was some elaborate prank you were pulling on me, but she changed my mind about that."
"Yeah, I get that." He said, staring out the window. "When I first got here, I didn't believe it either… Jennifer Aniston was the one who convinced me."
"Yeah?" I chuckled a little from nerves. It was still all a little weird for me.
We got to mine, Nathaniel darted in to get the files, I waited in the car. We only had twenty minutes to get to Universal, and the traffic was looking bad.
"Could you ring ahead and let them know what's going on?" I asked of my PA.
"I've got a better idea. I'll send them a gift to keep them busy."
"What gift?"
"SAP" He said, getting his phone out.
"Will she arrive in time?"
"I'll special order and see who's available"
What the hell is a special order? I asked myself, and listened intently to Nathaniel's call.
I faintly heard the agent on the other end ask for the name, but instead of giving a name, Nathaniel responded with "Special". I didn't hear how the agent responded to that, but it didn't seem out of the ordinary.
"Yeah," Nathaniel began "Who have you got that can be at Universal Studios in ten minutes time?"
He flipped his phone onto loudspeaker as a womans voice listed a few names. "We've got Mila Kunis," Again? "Chloe Grace Moretz and Isla Fisher." Nathaniel looked at me to make a decision before letting me know he'd had a session with Isla Fisher the previous week. The only one we hadn't seen recently was Chloe Grace Moretz.
Nathaniel told her our choice and she responded with a question. "Any other special requests?"
My PA put up a finger to me, as if to signal "Watch this…". And I did.
"Can she wear her Hit-Girl costume?"
"I'll just check the system for you…" I looked at Nathaniel with confusion. "Yes, thats okay. If there's nothing else I'll put the order through, now?"
"That would be great." Nathaniel smiled to no one in particular. "Could you tell her to ask for Mr. Johnson, and that the boys from (my company) sent her as an apology for being late."
"Will do." The phone cut out.
I turned back to the road and realised the line had moved on ahead, so I followed suit. "So, what? You can do special requests?"
"Yeah. You can decide outfit, tell her to bring toys or lube – even describe how you want her to act."
"Woah. So complete control…"
"Complete control."
We were ten minutes late to our meeting, but the receptionist waved us through into Mr. Johnson's office all the same. Chloe Grace Moretz was sat on his lap as we entered, dressed in the purple costume, wig and blindfold. No weapons though. Mr. Johnson had his tongue probing her mouth and was rubbing her leather-clad ass.
They both turned to us as we entered, and Mr. Johnson tapped the girls thigh. She rose as did he and he greeted us warmly.
"Mr. Johnson," I began "Allow me to apologise for our tardiness. This is no reflection of (my company)."
"Genltemen!" He interrupted "Worry not! The gift you sent is more than enough compensation for ten minutes!"
I looked over at the girl. She was just stood there, unfazed that we were treating her as an object. I guess these girls get used to it. That was an odd thought; Chloe Moretz first gained fame when she was young. 12? 13? Was she signed up with the SAP then? I didn't know how to feel about that thought, so I just pushed it to the back of my head and got on with the meeting.
We spoke of Mr. Johnson's disapproval of the business we would be replacing, should this meeting go well, and what benefits my company could provide for him. He'd instructed the young actress to undress and rub herself while we talked business, and she did. She spent most of the meeting sat next to us, her costume on the floor and her fingers in her little cunt. Her breathing was up and down, fast and slow, and every so often she'd let out a little yelp, followed by her legs shuddering.
She didn't stop though. No matter how many times she came, she kept at it, until Mr. Johnson told her to stop because she was distracting me. I apologised for my lack of attention, and explained that this was all new to me.
Mr. Johnson chuckled. "So, this is the first celebrity prostitute you've ever met?"
"Uhh, no… Not exactly."
"Oh?"
"I've had both Emma Stone and Mila Kunis."
"Ah, Emma Stone." He said with a smile on his face. His thin, white beard creasing. "A pretty little flower, that one. Her butt never seems to loosen."
I didn't know what to say to that, and instead tried to turn the conversation back to his account. He wasn't having it.
"Now don't go changing the subject," He said. "Chloe here is for our entertainment. Why don't you drop your pants, and she'll really entertain you."
The girl crawled over to me, naked, and placed her head in my crotch, tugging at my belt with her teeth. I stood up instantly. "Uhh, Mr. Johnson, I think we should get back to-"
"Nonsense. Play with her, then we'll talk business."
"But, I don't-"
"Or you can forget about taking my custom."
I looked to Nathaniel for assurance, he gave a nod. I just felt a little uncomfortable exposing myself in front of these other men. That, and the thought that she's been doing this since she was 13…
I sat back down, and let her remove my belt. As her hands worked, unbuckling me, her face came up to mine and our lips touched. Her tongue licked at my lips gently, and she pulled the belt away. She quickly whipped out my dick, and began stroking it. She gave my mouth a moments rest ash spat on her hand to lube it up. In this brief respite I glanced at Nathaniel and Mr. Johnson. My PA was on his phone, and my client was looking over the documents.
Her lubed up hand resumed it's motion, although this time it was much smoother, gliding over my shaft, and her tongue was back in my mouth. Not for long though, as her head quickly jumped back down to my crotch and took me full in her mouth. I held her hair out of the way so as to see the deed better.
She was slobbering all over my cock. A true messy blowjob, if ever there was one. Her hands were massaging my balls, and pinching my gooch. A quick glance at the time made me realise this little session had been running for longer than I thought.
Trying not to be rude, I said "Would you mind if we finished up now?". She took my dick out her mouth and smiled at me, before standing up and sitting on my dick, wrapping her legs round my body. She bounced up and down, her pussy convulsing on my dick. Her panting grew louder, and she began moaning. I saw her perfect little nipples and began sucking on them. They were soft. Really soft. But they got hard when I nibbled on them.
Within a few minutes I was spent. I sprayed inside her and she climbed off, my cum dripping down her leg. Just as Mila had done the night before, Chloe got on her knees and sucked me clean. Mr. Johnson nodded at us, before telling her to go clean up so he could fuck her without getting my cum on his dick.
She didn't seem to mind the way he was talking to her, and the petite eighteen year old walked out of his office and into the bathroom, still naked. The people in the outside offices just stared as she walked past. The sexual liberty of these people was so shocking back then. I thought I'd never get used to all this…
…but I did.
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