necessary of staff would be excluded. Easy for a detached professional, Katherine surmised. Not quite so easy for her at this moment; filled with a longing she’d only guessed at before and a seemingly limited amount of self control.
“Five minutes, Katherine,” a voice outside her trailer called.
“I’ll be there,” she responded.
She took several deep breaths and felt her anxiety begin to recede. “You can do this,” she told herself.
She met Alex on the set. They laughed together as they were each handed a robe and the flesh-colored panties.
“Sexy, eh?” Alex whispered.
They changed behind discreet screens and Katherine emerged feeling self-conscious. She made her way towards the enormous bed and climbed into it. Alex too hopped on, then settled beneath Katherine.
“Just remember, Katherine,” the director said, “don’t overdo the movement.”
“Do you know how many times he’s told me that?” Katherine asked.
“Well, here goes.” Alex grinned.
On cue, Alex began kissing her and Katherine’s resolve immediately started to crumble. The insistence of Alex’s prying tongue and the pink softness of her lips set her heart jumping. Her panties felt tight and constrained. She could feel the beginnings of moisture tracking its way down. The memory of Alex’s breasts and the sensation of her rigid nipples beneath her fingertips filled her mind. She wanted to explore them once more.
Instead, she reluctantly lowered her head and burrowed beneath the covers, almost crying out when she came to the junction of Alex’s legs. The fact that Alex too was affected by the heat and feeling aroused was obvious. The unmistakable aroma of a sweet muskiness reached Katherine’s nose. That it was almost certainly the result of Josh’s recent attention and not hers, failed to bother her. Intoxicated, she felt an immense urge to kiss the prominent mound; to feel its heat jammed against her lips. This close, she could make out the contours of Alex’s separated labia. She wriggled nearer, compulsion driving her forward, then suddenly threw the covers back in panic.
“I can’t breathe,” she said.
The second take was no better. Alex’s kisses grew progressively more insistent in the build up to Katherine making her way down the bed. And Katherine, past caring how Alex perceived it, responded with increasing eagerness. Reluctant to leave Alex’s attentions, she felt a gentle pressure upon her head, urging her down. This time, unable to help herself, she placed her mouth where she’d longed to only minutes before, and teased her tongue along the moist fabric, only to find Alex leaping out of the bed.
Katherine sat on the edge of the bed, desperately trying to focus on the scene and not what was happening to her own body. It was easy to see Alex was also finding the task difficult, and Katherine wished she could help her. The solution, of course, was to stop any spontaneous reaction resulting from Alex’s performance. From now on, she vowed, she would strictly follow the direction offered and get through the scene as best as she could. Alex, it appeared, had asked for a bathroom break and Katherine hoped she wouldn’t take long, as the intensity of emotions threatened to overwhelm her.
Alex didn’t look Katherine in the eye as she very modestly removed her robe, leaving Katherine to worry that she’d gone too far. The nature and urgency of Alex’s kisses moments later though, dissuaded her of that notion and soon they were locked in a passionate embrace. Yet again, it was Alex who urged Katherine to take her place beneath the sheets; this time with a quick nod.
Katherine pulled the covers over her head and pushed her way down, noticing as she did the beautiful naked swell of Alex’s abdomen and wondered how she’d managed to miss it before. As she moved lower, all thoughts fled her mind.
Alex was no longer wearing the flesh-colored panties.
Powerless to hold it back, Katherine gave a low