Harem

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The two began kissing again and, as they did, Reese reached down for the end of Julie's shirt. She hooked her fingers into it and began pulling it over her head. They separated just long enough for Reese to peel it over Julie's head and it exposed the white bra Julie had underneath. Her nipples poked against the cotton material and Reese hungered for them. Pulling away from Julie's lips, Reese pushed her face down into the girl's generous cleavage. Julie had amazing tits. They had to be a C cup at least and she couldn't wait to get at them.

"Ohhhhh..." Julie groaned as she felt Reese's tongue begin to tease her nipples through her cotton bra. Julie had sexier underwear she wore when she went out and she wished she had slipped it on this morning. She felt so plain next to Reese, but how was she supposed to know something like this could happen?

After high school, Julie had tried not to acknowledge the curiosity she had felt for other women. She pretended it had never happened, but all those good, confusing feelings were back now and they brought friends with them. She had fantasized about this. She had dreamed of another woman seducing her and controlling her and that was just what Reese was doing to her. Embracing the fantasies she had once had nightly was like welcoming back an old friend and Julie kept moaning while Reese licked at her nipples through her bra.

Hearing Julie's angelic moans added fuel to Reese's fire. This was so risky. She was fucking the woman she trusted to care for her daughter. There were so many ways this could go bad, but all Reese wanted to do was think about the ways it could go right. Her tongue teased Julie's nipples, getting the cotton wet and giving her a great view of the pink, erect nubs under the bra. Reese wanted more and she didn't hesitate in going for it.

"Let's get this off you," Reese suggested, reaching back around Julie to unsnap her bra. Julie didn't put up any fight and Reese was easily able to expose the girl's beautiful breasts. They were so soft and sexy and Reese immediately got her mouth all over them. She kissed all over Julie's tits, lavishing attention on them and even biting gently on her nipples. Reese wasn't sure how Julie was going to react to that, but she quickly got a response.

"Yesss...bite them..." Julie moaned. "Make me feel it!"

Reese was a little surprised to hear Julie say that, but she was happy to comply. The actress was getting such a rush out of being in charge here and taking Julie. S he sucked hard on her nipples and nipped at them with her teeth, getting more happy cries from the young girl. Reese could feel the girl's arousal from under her jeans, but she wasn't ready to get to her pussy yet. Reese had a few places she wanted to explore first and Julie seemed to be enjoying having her nipples played with so much.

What Reese was finding out was what the lucky few guys who'd been Julie's lovers knew...she was a serious sub in bed. She just wanted her lovers to work her over and push her around a little. Julie supposed that was one reason she had been so open to Reese's seduction. She loved being controlled and dominated and Reese was making her so wet right now by pining her topless body down on the bed and biting at her nipples.

"Harder..." Julie groaned. Reese couldn't believe sweet little Julie was in to having her nipples bit and twisted. Maybe she wasn't as innocent as she seemed, Reese grinned to herself. If this was really what Julie wanted, Reese was ready to give it to her. She didn't go at it too hard. Reese didn't actually want to hurt Julie. She just wanted to bring her pleasure and being a dominating boss was making Reese even wetter than she had been when she was lying back and pleasuring herself.

Reese continued nipping at Julie's hard, pink points, grazing them with her teeth and then leaning up to kiss her again. Julie was even more enthusiastic now and she wrapped her arms around Reese's body while sucking on her employer's tongue. Julie pressed Reese close to her, pressing their bare breasts together. Their hard nipples rubbed back and forth. To Julie it didn't matter now what the sex was of the person kissing her. It just mattered that they were making her feel good and filling the need she had since her last boyfriend had left.

"Do you like this Julie?" Reese asked. "Do you like me playing with your big, sexy tits? Do you like me pinching your nipples and biting them?"

"Yessss I doooo..." Julie sighed in pleasure. "More...please...more...I love it! Make me feel it! Use me like I'm your little toy!"

"Naughty girl..." Reese grinning when she heard that last part. She'd always been the one seduced. Every girl she had ever been with had been the aggressor. Now she was the one in charge and she wanted to play that role to the hilt. "Is that what you want? To be played with? To be my slutty little employee? Will you be a naughty girl for your boss?"

"Yessssss I will..." Julie promised. "I'll be sooooo naughty! Control me Reese!"

"Call me Ms. Witherspoon," Reese replied with a firm tone that nearly had Julie coming. She eagerly nodded her head and obeyed.

"Yesssss Ms. Witherspoon," Julie moaned. "I'll do anything you say! Boss around your little slut!"

Julie wasn't ordinarily that sexual a person, but when she got going her lovers had to stand back. She had a lot of pent up arousal and Reese was hitting all the right buttons on her body. Her sexy boss was making her feel exactly like she loved to feel in bed and Julie longed for Reese to boss her around some more and really take her.

Reese pulled away from Julie's tits and began moving down her body. She asked herself again what the hell she was doing, but her answer was provided by the arousal dripping down her legs from her pussy. This was new to her, but it felt so hot to take a woman like this. Especially someone like Julie who, by any rational view, should have been off limits to her.

Ordinarily Reese would have been shy to do this to someone, especially when she wasn't sure whether or not they liked it, but she wasn't go take no for an answer. Reese bypassed Julie's jeans and went right for her sneakers. She quickly untied them and threw them off her feet. Her socks followed and Reese hungrily stared at Julie's wiggling toes.

"What are you doing Miss Witherspoon?" Julie asked. She had an inkling of an idea what was coming, but she wasn't sure.

"Just lie back and find out..." Reese replied with a wicked twinkle in her eyes. She leaned down on her knees at the end of the bed and lifted Julie's left foot up to her mouth. She didn't hesitate for a second before sucking lovingly on Julie's big toe.

"Oooooh..." Julie moaned when she felt the first sensation of this. She had never considered her toes an erogenous zone, but whatever Reese was doing to her was working. Julie hadn't expected Reese to be the type of person who had a foot fetish, but she was learning a lot of things about her boss this morning.

Reese was all over Julie's sexy, painted pink toes. She sucked on each and every one of them, licking the nails with her tongue and then proceeded to move her tongue up and down the arches of her feet. There wasn't an inch of her feet that Reese didn't attack with her tongue and it had Julie moaning and Reese dripping.

"Yes Miss Witherspoon...ohhh yess...that feels sooo good," Julie declared as she felt the saliva from Reese's mouth dribble down her feet. She was about to soak through her panties and jeans.

"Are you my little slut Julie?" Reese asked, her eyes alight with desire. "Say it! Say you're my slutty little employee!"

"You know I am!" Julie cried. "I'm your slutty employee Reese!"

"That's Miss Witherspoon!" Reese corrected, adding a hard slap to Julie's crotch with her hand. Doing that was a pure impulse but it had Julie rolling her head back and moaning.

"Again!" Julie begged. "Do it again! Smack me! Spank my pussy!"

"Say please..." Reese teased as she reached up for Julie's jeans. Spanking through denim was no fun. If this was going to work, it was going to have to be flesh on flesh.

"Please ohhhhhh pleaseeeee..."Julie whimpered. "Spank me for being bad! Spank my pussy! Make me sorry! Pleeeeeeeeeease!"

Reese undid the button and yanked the jeans down Julie's body, exposing the soaked panties she wore. Reese could see the lips of her pussy straining against the now clear panties and she couldn't stand to have anything keeping her from it. Reaching up, Reese ripped the panties right off Julie, tearing the garment in two. Reese immediately felt a twinge of guilt about ruining one of Julie's things, but the girl didn't seem to mind a bit.

"Yessss...rip all my fucking clothes off!" Julie cursed. The sentiment was nice to hear, but scarcely necessary because Julie was now completely nude. Reese admired Julie's wet pussy as the girl moaned uncontrollably. Julie had a soft, furry bush of brown hair. It wasn't too wild or anything. It framed her pussy perfectly and Reese was about to introduce her lips to it when she saw Julie taking off her glasses.

"No!" Reese insisted, loving how Julie looked naked except for the thin frames of her glasses. "Keep them on!"

"Sorry Miss. Witherspoon," Julie replied meekly as she set them back on her face.

"Sorry won't do," Reese declared, feeling her arousal build with every passing second. "I was going to give you pleasure Julie, but you lost that chance."

"Please Ms. Witherspoon...I-OHHHHHHH FUCK!!!" Julie screamed out when Reese suddenly slapped her wet pussy. It felt even harder because this time she didn't have any clothing shielding the blow. Reese did it again and again and each time Julie's sexy cries got louder and her pussy got wetter. "SPANK ME MISS WITHERSPOON!!! SPANK MY WET PUSSY!!! I'M SOOOOOO SORRY I TOOK OFF MY GLASSES! PUNISH YOUR BAD GIRL!"

"Shut up Julie," Reese growled. Her face was hard on the outside, but inside Reese was giddy. This was so fucking hot. Julie was so into this and Reese was riding a wave of horniness she had never felt before.

"I've got a better use for that mouth of yours!" Reese declared as she moved herself up to the front of the bed and swung herself around so her pussy was right above Julie's mouth. If Reese had bent down she would have been in the perfect position to do a 69 with Julie, but Reese wasn't thinking about her pleasure right now. She was thinking about herself. After all, as boss her needs should come first.

"Lick me Julie!" Reese ordered. "Get that tongue of yours in my pussy! Do it now! Please your boss!"

Julie had no idea what to do here. She had never gone down on another woman before. All she knew was that she wanted to please her beautiful boss. She wanted to show Reese what a good, obedient employee she could be and if that meant eating the wet, sexy pussy hovering above her lips then Julie could definitely get into that.

Starting off with a few soft licks, Julie allowed herself to get used to the taste of another woman before she really got going with her tongue. She loved how sweet Reese tasted and she was just about to really begin licking her when she felt another hard slap to her pussy.

"Not fast enough!" Reese growled. "Eat that pussy you little slut! Make your boss come! Fuck me now!"

Reese continued the hard slaps against Julie's pussy and the girl got the message. She picked up her pace and began lapping at Reese's dripping pussy. She knew what worked on her own body so she just transferred that knowledge to Reese. Finding her clit wasn't too hard and Julie pushed her tongue into Reese's pussy to get at it. When she hit it with her tongue she began licking it hard and Reese immediately showed her approval.

"That's it!!! Ohhhh Julie...that's a good slut!" Reese groaned. "Fuck me! Lick that clit! If only I knew what a fucking slut you were when I hired you! Mmmmm you're supposed to be taking care of my baby and you're taking care of me instead! You naughty fucking girl! Eat my pussy! Show me what a good girl you can be!"

That was just what Julie wanted to do. She desperately wanted to be the good girl Reese desired. She wanted to be everything her lovers desired and for them to use her like a fuck toy. She loved how Reese was riding her face and slapping her pussy for encouragement. It made Julie feel so nasty and dirty and she wanted more. Her glasses were now all fogged up and sticky from the heat and wetness of Reese's pussy, but she didn't dare take them off. If her boss wanted them on her face, then there they would stay.

Reese ground her pussy against Julie's mouth. She was impressed by how quickly Julie took to eating pussy. It made her want to give her employee a little bonus, but she didn't think Julie was ready for the privilege of having her tongue inside her pussy. Instead, Reese reached down and brought Julie's foot back to her mouth. She licked her feel and down all over the flesh, tickling and teasing Julie before taking her toes past her lips again. The young girl squealed her pleasure into Reese's pussy but she knew well enough not to stop unless specifically ordered to.

"Mmmmm you nasty slut...you love this, don't you?" Reese demanded. "You love your sexy boss sucking on your toes. Show me how much you love it! Eat my pussy and make me come! Make me come over your hot farm girl face!"

Julie licked even harder at the prospect of that. She longed to feel Reese's girl cream all over her face. It would show that Reese was the one in charge and that she was just a lowly employee, good for nothing but having cum on her face. Julie let her instincts guide her, especially because she could barely see a thing now. She could just taste the wet pussy over her lips and feel the pink folds her tongue was playing in. It was enough for Julie to do what was needed though and she alternated sucks on Reese's throbbing clit with hard tongue thrusts into her folds.

"Mmmmm more!" Reese ordered. "Tongue fuck my pussy! You interrupted my fun you nasty girl and now you're gonna get me off! Eat my wet, tight pussy! Lick my famous cunt you little nobody! You're nothing Julie! Just my little pussy licking whore!"

Reese's words, of course, didn't illustrate her true feelings about Julie, but she guessed it was just what the girl wanted to hear. Reese was right on the money and Julie indicated that with a hard flurry of tongue strokes against her clit. With the kinkiness of what she was doing added to the arousal she had built up from her toy play, Reese was close to coming. Julie was doing an uneven, but passionate job on her pussy and that was good enough to get her off.

"C'mon Julie fuck me!" Reese urged. "I'm so fucking close! Make me come! Do what I say! I'm America's fucking sweetheart and you're my nasty slut! Lick my pretty pussy you nasty whore! Fuckkkkkkkk meeeeeee!!!"

The closer she got to coming the harder Reese ground her pussy against Julie's face. The girl was now totally hooked on the taste of women and Reese's taste in particular. She longed for Reese's cum. She wanted it dripping from her lips and down her chin. She wanted Reese to ride her face every morning and make licking her pussy part of her job description. Julie was Reese's little whore and it was all she ever wanted to be.

Julie's hands gripped Reese's thighs and she impaled Reese with her tongue. She pushed it in and out of her tight pinkess, tasting her heavenly juices and feeling the heat build until Reese could take no more.

"OOOOOOOOH YESSSSSSSS!!!" Reese yelled, her tits bouncing up and down so hard that she had to reach up and grip them. "YESSS JULIE YESSSSSS!!! I'M COMINGGGGG!!! TAKE IT!!! TAKE MY MOVIE STAR CUM ALLLLL OVER YOUR SLUTTY FACE!!!"

Julie did that and then some. She lapped up Reese's girl juice like it was manna from heaven. She let Reese ride her face until she had no girl cum left to give. Feeling Reese's cream on her face was the best thing she had ever experienced sexually and she let it soak into her skin as Reese cried out in orgasm. The actress' voice grew hoarse, but she kept screaming her pleasure. When she finally stopped, she rolled off the bed and gave Julie a hard kiss on her lips. Reese was eager to taste her cream all over the nanny's beautiful, young face and she licked off whatever Julie couldn't get with her tongue.

"Mmmm very good Julie," Reese smiled contently. "I may not have to fire you after all. Now it's your turn!"

"Oh no Miss Witherspoon...I don't want a turn," Julie insisted, her lips and nose shiny with girl cum and her glasses desperately in need of a cleaning. "Your pleasure is all I wanted! Feeling you come is enough for me!"

"I decide what goes on in this bedroom," Reese reminded Julie. "I say who gets a turn and who doesn't. In my house you always get what you earn and I say you earned a turn. Do you have a problem with that Julie?"

"No Miss Witherspoon," Julie grinned, very happy to have her own chance to come. She couldn't remember if her pussy had ever been this wet before.

"Get on your hands and knees Julie," Reese instructed. "I have a little something I want to use on you!"

Julie obediently assumed the position. She didn't know what was coming, but she knew she was going to like it. She deserved whatever Reese was going to do to her and she welcomed it. Whatever it was, it was going to make her come. Julie knew that for sure.

Reese ducked into her closet and began looking for what she had hidden in there a few days ago. She had put it away from Ryan's prying eyes and hadn't had a chance to really play with it. Reese's eyes lit up when she found what she was looking for and she quickly pulled the strap on onto her body. She had gotten this from Carnal Knowledge the other day, with Keri's welcome help. Keri had even guided her through the dos and don'ts by fucking her with it and then letting Reese return the favor. Now Reese was going use it on Julie and couldn't wait.

"You're such a nasty girl Julie," Reese declared, emerging from the closet and smacking each firm cheek of her ass. She left a pink handprint on the flesh that quickly disappeared. Then she did it again, smacking Julie's ass while grinding herself against the girl. "You know what happens to naughty girls, don't you?"

By now Julie could feel the toy pressing into her flesh and she knew what answer to give her boss.

"Yes I do," Julie grinned. "They get fucked!"

"Good girl!" Reese said, helping herself to one more smack of Julie's ass. "That's just what you're going to get, nasty girl. I'm going to fuck you Julie! You want it, don't you? You want your boss to fuck you!"

"Fuck me Miss Witherspoon," Julie panted with desire. "Give it to me hard! I want to feel you fuck my bad girl pussy! Please fuck me Miss Witherspoon!"

The next sounds that came from Julie were her cries from being penetrated by Reese's toy. Reese's strap on wasn't too big. She wasn't looking for her own version of Mr. Snappy and the six inches suited her fine. Reese just wanted to feel the sensation of fucking another girl and Julie was so willing to be taken like this. The fact that they were doing this in the bed she shared with Ryan only made it better. Reese had wanted to do this with Jessica a few weeks back when she'd spent the afternoon, but Julie got to be the lucky first.

Julie was so tight that Reese really had to push into her. Fortunately, Julie was so wet that she had plenty of all natural lube at her disposal. Reese was able to get the toy inside her and began to steadily fuck her with it. Julie responded with a series of high cries and squeals of pleasure. She screwed her eyes closed as Reese gripped her hips and fucked her. Julie was in heaven. She hadn't been fucked like this in so long. Her heavy tits swung back and forth and her body filled with elation. Reese was taking her just like she needed to be taken.

"Take it slut!" Reese ordered, smacking Julie's ass again. "Take this cock deep in your slutty pussy!"

Reese felt like she was someone completely different right now. This wasn't her and that's what made it so hot. She felt like Rose. It had been so hot when Rose had fucked her with Mr. Snappy and now Reese was giving those sensations right back to Julie's young body. Reese knew she could never be someone like Rose. She could never be that fearless or sexual, but she could sure as hell pretend to be and that's exactly what she was doing as she fucked Julie's tight pussy hard.

"Tell me how much you love it Julie!" Reese demanded. "Tell your boss how much you love being fucked!"

"Fuck yes I love it Miss Witherspoon!" Julie cried, her glasses bouncing up and down on her nose with each hard thrust inside her pussy. "Fuck me! Fuck your nasty little worker! This is what I want! Make me your fuck toy! Fuck me and spank me and do whatever you fucking want to me!"

"Yessss that's what I want to hear!" Reese groaned, her thrusts increasing. "That's what your boss wants to hear! You're my fucking slut now Julie! My fucking little whore nanny! I'm gonna tell all my friends about you and they're all gonna wanna fuck this hot, tight pussy! Mmmm you'd fucking love it! You'd be our little pussyslut! Lining yourself up for each and every one of my lesbian friends to fuck you!"

Julie had no idea if Reese was just talking dirty or actually had friends like that. If it was make believe then it would be a plenty hot fantasy and if it was real...that would be the ultimate! Julie felt her body getting closer to orgasm. She didn't want her boss to stop fucking her, but she also knew her body wouldn't be able to take much more of this. Reese was fucking her so well and Julie just wanted to come all over that hard strap on buried deep in her pussy.

"Ohhhh Miss Witherspoon...please give your slut more!" Julie begged, her breaths growing short and uneven. "I'm sooooo close! Make me come! Please make your nasty little slut come!"

"Beg for it Julie!" Reese ordered, adding more pleasure to Julie's fucking by reaching for her ponytail. Reese grabbed her long, brown hair and tugged on it hard, eliciting a scream of pleasure from Julie. She did it again while keeping up the pace of her fucking. "Beg me to make you come!"

"Please oohhhhhhhh pleeaaaaaaaasssssseeeeeeee!!!" Julie wailed. "Fuck your slut! I need you to make me come Miss Witherspoon! I'm so unworthy of being fucked by you but please please please make me come!!! Make your little whore come like the nasty fuck she is!!!"

Julie's words swam in Reese's head. Adrenalin pumped in Reese's veins and she began to think that her heart was gonna burst from the rush she was getting by doing this to Julie. Reese knew there was only so much of this she could take too so she decided to take mercy on the girl and stopped teasing her. She concentrated on getting Julie off. Reese pushed the strap on hard into Julie's pussy and yanked on her hair, sending the girl flying.

"UGHHHHH YESSSSSS!!!" Julie roared. "SOOO CLOSE...PLEASE MORE...JUST A LITTLE MORE!!! PLEASE MISS WITHERSPOON!!!"

More was exactly what Julie got. Since the strap on wasn't too big, Reese was able to push it all the way inside her without causing any damage to Julie. Reese had it almost there and, with one final push, she was able to bury it totally inside Julie's cunt. Reese let the tight walls of Julie's pussy hold it there and she used her free hand to smack Julie's ass again, making it pink and pushing Julie over the edge.

"MMMMMMMM OHHHHHHHHH MMMMMMM!!!" Julie roared in ecstasy as she came. She rocked back and forth as much as she could with the strap on inside her. Her pink pussy walls clamped tight around the toy and pushed it out a little. Julie grunted and sweated as pussy juice dripped down her leg and stained the sheets where Reese and Ryan had slept the night before. Julie cried out every wave of pleasure her body felt and when she sense the girl could take no more, Reese pulled herself out of her and lay beside her on the bed.

They began making out in a frenzy of girl kisses and tongue sucks, but their bliss was interrupted by a sound from down the hall.

"Oh my God! Ava!" Reese gasped as she heard her crying child. This brought her right out of the clouds and back to reality. She wasn't the girl she was when she'd taken Julie. Now she was a concerned mother again and she quickly grabbed a robe and ran to check on her daughter. Fortunately nothing was wrong. Ava had just woken up from her nap and decided to alert the house to that development. Reese set her down again, lovingly kissed her and went back to see Julie.

"Is she ok?" Julie asked as she got dressed.

"She's fine," Reese answered. Now that the spell of lust that had taken them over had been broken there was noticeable awkwardness between her and Julie. They couldn't quite look at each other in the eyes and neither of them knew what to say. Finally Reese broke the silence.

"God...Julie...I'm sorry...I didn't mean for this to happen..." Reese said, blushing at the memories of what she had done to this girl just a few minutes earlier. She still had the fucking strap on under her robe for God's sake. "I didn't mean to force you or anything! I just lost control and..."

"It's ok," Julie assured her employer, pulling on her jeans but not even bothering with her ruined panties. "I wanted it to happen. I just wasn't expecting it. It's totally cool though. I loved it."

"You did?" Reese smiled.

"Uh huh," Julie replied, nodding her head. "It felt soooo hot! I didn't know you were into this stuff."

"It's a long story," Reese said mysteriously. "I just didn't want to make you want to quit or anything. I think you're a great nanny and I'd hate to lose you because I couldn't control myself."

"Really, it's ok," Julie insisted.

"So...you think you might want to...you know...do this again sometime?" Reese asked hopefully. She couldn't forget how much fun it had been to be the bossy bitch and control Julie.

"Anytime you want...Miss Witherspoon..." Julie smiled before kissing her boss on the lips.

Sarah sighed reflectively as she sat back and waited. That was what you did on a movie set most of the time...you waited. Filming a TV series was often an exhausting grind, but Sarah had gotten so used to the pace of doing Buffy that when she made movies she often didn't know what to do with herself.

The crew was busy setting up the next shot, so Sarah busied herself by twirling the gun she had around her finger. Sarah wasn't someone who got her jollies from playing with guns, but since it was loaded with blanks and the safety was firmly in place, she was bored enough to do it. All around her crew members hustled back and forth making sure everything was in place and Sarah just kind of faded into the background. That temporary anonymity was refreshing.

Sarah had thought that filming "Scooby Doo" and doing scenes with a talking dog that wasn't even there was difficult, but she hadn't been prepared for this. The special effects shots they were putting together for "Parasite Eve" were about a hundred times more complex and it seemed like everything was CGI. Sarah never wanted to see another blue screen again and they had just started filming. She didn't want to think about how bored she'd be by the end of filming.

Playing a New York City cop battling mutating people and animals wasn't an opportunity rife with dramatic possibilities, but it was a nice paycheck and a chance to spend some serious time in the city of her birth. Sarah supposed that was worth a little boredom.

If she pulled this off Sarah would be able to prove that she could carry a movie without the talking dog and if she proved she had drawing power, she'd start getting better scripts to choose from. Sarah wanted to prove to Hollywood that she was more than Buffy Summers. She admired the Jodie Fosters, the Meryl Streeps and the Nicole Kidmans so much and she dreamed of some day getting the material they were offered.

So if running around in a leather jacket and tight white top with a fake gun while saving the world was what it took to get there, Sarah was prepared to do it. She just wished she had a brought a good, long book to fill the seemingly endless periods of down time she had.

In lieu of a book, Sarah used her time to do some serious fantasizing and she quickly found that nothing made the time go quicker than filling her head with naughty, X-rated thoughts. With all the interns, personal assistants and production people running around, Sarah found she had a big menu of yummy girls to dream about. She had already spent her morning thinking about spending some time with two of the girls on the sound crew, but most of Sarah's thoughts were focused on someone else.

A lot of names had been thrown around for who would play Eve. When they had finally settled on Jamie Lynn-Sigler, the Internet fans had gone into an uproar, but Sarah had highly approved of the choice. The message boards and chat rooms of video game fans thought Jamie was way too young and not talented enough to play an opera singer who transforms into the villainous Eve. However, Sarah was looking at things from an entirely different viewpoint.

It was Sarah's experience that on-set romances were the great constant of Hollywood and she found herself hoping that sparks would fly between her and Jamie. She knew Jamie had a fiancé and Sarah had no reason to believe she was into girls, but that didn't mean she couldn't hope. After all, Jamie wasn't the only one with a fiancé and that wasn't stopping Sarah from fantasizing about playing in the Meadow a little bit.

Having her thoughts turn to Freddie reminded Sarah that soon she wouldn't be his fiancé anymore. She had agreed to get married to him as soon as she wrapped the film and that time was rapidly approaching. Marrying and having a family was something Sarah had always dreamed about. But she hated to think about what she was giving up in the process. She didn't want to end up like Jennifer and Brad who had split over this. Sarah hadn't told any of the others, but she knew that when she did marry Freddie she was going to have to commit herself to it and give up the fun she was having in the mansion. It was going to be the hardest thing she ever had to do, but Sarah couldn't see any way around it.

Sarah didn't want to think about having to give it all up though. She wanted to focus on having as much fun as possible while she still could. She and Jennifer had had themselves a nice, hot shower together that morning, but Sarah was anxious for more. She wished the rest of her housemates were here too. Sarah not only longed for what they could do to her, but she wanted to show them all her favorite places in the city. Sarah loved New York and she wanted to share that with all of them.

Sarah also would have loved to share Jamie with them too. She giggled at the thought of seducing the young girl and then bringing her back to Los Angeles as a gift for her horny housemates. Now that would have been a memorable souvenir to bring home. Sarah's idea had her shivering, but before she could focus any more on that pleasant scenario, the very girl she was fantasizing about interrupted her.

"Boo!" Jamie playfully said as she seemingly popped out of nowhere on the set.

"Careful, I'm armed," Sarah laughed as she tried to catch her breath. When she was daydreaming, Sarah tended to zone out which made her very susceptible to being surprised. Jaime got her good and Sarah was left gasping.

"Hey you're not supposed to start shooting at me until next week, so keep that thing holstered," Jamie pointed out. The two girls then shared a laugh. Jamie had been cast so late in pre-production that she and Sarah really hadn't had much of a chance to get to know each other. So they were kind of learning about one another on the fly. They were getting along well, fortunately, and both seemed to like the other.

"So when are your scenes?" Sarah asked, noticing Jamie wasn't in costume yet. It was hard for Sarah not to blush a little as she talked to the girl she had been dreaming about fucking just a few short moments ago.

"Not till later on," Jamie replied. "They're supposed to do some stuff with me like around noon, but you know how it gets around here. They probably won't get around to using me till three or something."

"Yeah, I'm supposed to start my scene any second now," Sarah said. "But they told me that like forty five minutes ago."

"I guess this is my big welcome to Hollywood," Jamie laughed. Even though her face was instantly recognizable thanks to her work on "The Sopranos", this was her first movie and it definitely was a big adjustment for her too. She wanted to be able to make that jump from television to movies and that was one of the reasons she was so glad to be working with someone like Sarah. She had made that jump and done it so smoothly. She really admired Sarah and hoped to be following in her footsteps.

"Yeah, there's nothing they can shoot in five minutes that they don't end up doing in five hours," Sarah said.

Sarah was about to say more when all of a sudden one of the production assistants rushed up to her.

"Sarah...they're ready for you now," he said.

"Finally," Sarah sighed. "See you later Jamie."

"Ok," Jamie smiled. "Hey if you want to, why don't you come on over to my trailer later? We can hang out and stuff. You know kill some time."

"I'd love that," Sarah immediately answered in a tone she hoped wasn't too eager. She had a lot of ways she and Jamie could kill time and she began wondering again just how receptive Jamie would be to them.

Back in Los Angeles, Michelle Branch was concentrating entirely on psyching herself up. She could do this. She knew she could do this. It was in her hands to make her fantasy come true. All she had to do was take action. Michelle had told Jewel and Alyssa about her lust for Avril Lavigne a few days ago and since then finding her and making love to her had been almost all Michelle could think about.

Unfortunately this was something that was easier said than done. Michelle wasn't an overly sexual person. She loved sex with women and wasn't shy about that when she was with people she was comfortable with, but she wasn't someone who was in your face about her sexuality. She wasn't one to go around displaying her body like Christina or Britney.

Michelle had no problem lusting after girls like them. In fact now that Britney and Christina were at the mansion, Michelle was dreaming about dropping by and properly introducing herself to them. She just knew she wasn't like them. She couldn't just go out and grab something she wanted. Michelle longed to be fearless, but she couldn't stop worrying that a bold move would blow up in her face and jeopardize everything she'd accomplish. Michelle couldn't bear the thought of having to return to Phoenix and face her friends and family after a sex scandal.

The things Michelle had done, like play with Jewel and Gwen in their dressing room and visit the mansion, had all been done in safe environments. If Michelle approached someone like Avril, it wouldn't be safe. She had no idea what Avril was into. What if she rejected her and then told everyone that she had tried to seduce her. Michelle would have died.

Michelle looked at girls like Alyssa with such envy. Nothing scared her. She wasn't afraid to go after what she wanted, like when she had walked in on her and Jewel the other day. There had been no knocking or anything. Alyssa had just walked in stark naked and she exuded such confidence that it had turned her on something fierce. Michelle wanted to be that bold. She could be sexy like that. She could go after what she wanted and take it.

Telling herself that over and over again, Michelle knew it was time to move. She was sitting in the lobby of the hotel she knew Avril was staying in. There were little clusters of fans that knew Avril was there too and they were sitting around hoping for a glimpse of her. With her long hair tucked under a baseball cap and her face hidden behind sunglasses, Michelle was able to stay incognito. No one had recognized her yet and she wanted it that way. There was only one person she wanted to recognize her and that was Avril Lavigne.

Summoning up all her courage, Michelle told herself she could do this. She wasn't going to get bold by sitting on her butt and waiting for this to fall in her lap. She needed to take her own destiny in her hands and take a risk. She hadn't played it safe when she had decided to pursue a career in music and it had paid off. Now she was going to take the same risk with her social life. Michelle just hoped the end result was the same.

Michelle didn't really have a plan of seduction in mind, just a loose collection of ideas she hoped would result in naked girl flesh against naked girl flesh. She and Avril had a lot in common. They were both teenagers and they had both burst on the scene at around the same time. Michelle had met her a few times, but they had never really spoken. That was the first thing Michelle wanted to change.

She was counting on the fact that if she went up and started talking to Avril, they would hit it off because of what they had in common. Michelle pictured in her mind going up to Avril, talking to her and somehow getting back up to her room with her where they could let things get a little more intimate. Michelle knew it was a long shot, but it was all she had. She didn't know if it was going to work, but Michelle felt like she couldn't go on not knowing.

Avril was someone who was very "in your face" with attitudes and opinions. Michelle admired it and it was part of the reason she wanted Avril so bad. She reminded her of girls she had gone to school with and that always made Michelle so wet. There had been so many girls back home in Phoenix she had wanted, but had been afraid to approach. Avril had such spirit in her and Michelle started blushing in the lobby as she stood there and fantasized about what they could do to each other's firm teen bodies. Avril was bold where she was quiet and Michelle wanted her wildness to rub off on her. All she needed was a chance.

Suddenly that chance appeared when Avril began walking through the lobby toward the door. She was in town to start laying some tracks down for her new album and Michelle guessed she was on her way to the studio. She had her band following obediently behind her and big, hulking bodyguard to her side. Avril strode through the lobby with a confidence well beyond her years and Michelle found herself about to swallow her tongue.

This was it. This was her chance. She could prove to herself that she wasn't some shrinking wallflower. All she had to do was reach out and say "Hi Avril." Avril would recognize her and they'd start to talk. Then they'd get to the fun stuff. She could do this. She knew she could. Avril was going to walk right bye her. She just had to reach out and tap her on the shoulder or something while she was signing autographs.

Suddenly Avril stopped right in front of her and started signing autographs for the small group of fans that were standing in front of Michelle. Knowing it was now or never, Michelle took a deep breath, began to reach out and totally froze.

It was like her mouth wouldn't work. All she wanted to do was say "hi," but she couldn't. She couldn't say or do anything. She just stood there, paralyzed, as Avril finished signing autographs and walked out of the hotel.

The group of fans dispersed, but Michelle just stood there. It was like her whole body ceased working at the key moment. She had choked. Michelle slunk back to the chair she'd been sitting in and fell back onto it. She pulled the cap down over her face and bunched her jacket tightly around her chest. She'd had her chance and she'd blown it. Michelle felt like the biggest loser in the world.

Rachael Leigh Cook's skin tingled as she exited the shower and wrapped a big, fluffy towel around her naked body. She always loved how she felt after a hot shower or a long leisurely bath. She loved how sensitive her skin was and how she could just lightly brush against any place of her body and feel shivers of sensation. Of course these days, Rachael was tingling for an entirely different reason.

Her days of waiting around the phone for some guy to call her were over. Rachael had discovered something about herself and it was scary and exciting all at once. She had never expected to be into girls. Sure she'd thought about it some times, but it wasn't like she'd been looking for it to happen. But then she'd been so deliciously seduced and Rachael felt a wicked smile tugging at her lips as she thought back to all the sexy memories she'd been left with. Rachael didn't know what to make of all these new feelings she had, but she didn't want them to stop, that was for sure.

Snapping herself out of the trance she was putting herself in, Rachael wiped away the foggy mirror and stared at her face through the moisture. She smiled at herself. She wasn't the type to go and flaunt her body. Rachael preferred holding back until the time was right to let go. She knew she was pretty though and she knew she had a sexy body. Now all these new possibilities had been opened up to her and Rachael barely knew where to start. That was the best part though.

Rachael began playing with her wet hair as she continued to look at herself in the mirror. As an actress, her hair color changed about as often as the regimes in third world countries did. These days it was a reddish brown...closer to burgundy than the bright red she'd had when she filmed "Josie and the Pussycats". She'd changed her hair around so much that Rachael was sometimes afraid it was just going to fall out from overuse. Fortunately, that had yet to happen and Rachael still had a full head of hair.

Even after turning on her hair dryer, the loud sounds were not enough to distract Rachael from all she'd been thinking about for the last few days. Her eyes had been opened and she wanted more. She wanted a lot more. But how did she go about getting it? She wasn't aggressive with guys, except on special occasions. How could she be expected to be aggressive with girls?

Through the noise of the machine, Rachael thought she detected a ringing sound. She quickly flipped it off and confirmed that her phone was ringing. Rachael quickly ran out of her bathroom and into the bedroom where the phone was beeping away.

"I'm coming...hold on!" Rachael called out, as if the person on the other end could actually hear her. She managed to grab it in mid-ring.

"Hello?" Rachael said, hoping she hadn't missed whoever was calling.

"Hey sexy..." Tara said on the other end and Rachael's smile immediately returned.

"Hey..." Rachael replied as she felt her face blush from the memories of what she and Tara had done to each other. Sometimes it seemed to her like it hadn't even happened. It had been so new and alien. But it had been real and it had been soooooo good.

"What'cha up to today?" Tara inquired.

"I just got out of the shower," Rachael replied.

"Ooooh are you naked?" Tara giggled on the other end. "Cause I am..."

"Really?" Rachael asked, feeling her body tingle underneath the towel. She had to admit it was a little weird to talk to Tara now considering the taboos they had broken, but Tara didn't seem to have any reservations and she was totally putting Rachael at ease, just like she had when she had seduced her.

"Mmmhmm," Tara answered in the affirmative. "I'm lying here on my bed all nice and naked...wishing you were here with me and doing all those things we did the other night."

"Stop," Rachael blushed again, even though she didn't mean it. She didn't want Tara to stop. She wanted Tara to do more and more to her.

"Nope," Tara shot back. "I know how much you like it, so don't pretend."

"I won't," Rachael smiled. "Gawd...I still can't believe we did all that. I had never...and it was so amazing..."

"You made me feel good too," Tara replied. "I'm getting wet again just thinking about it. You got my pussy soaked the other night and mmmm I can't wait to do it again."

"Really? You want to do it again?" Rachael asked hopefully. Her pulse was starting to race and she pushed the towel off her body before almost unconsciously beginning to play with her nipples. Ever since she and Tara had shared their last good night kiss, Rachael had touched herself over and over again thinking about what they had done. Now the prospect of more was making her heart race and her pussy glisten.

"Of course I do, don't you want to?" Tara asked.

"Oh God yes," Rachael moaned as she hit a sensitive spot on her nipples. "It's all I've been thinking about."

"Have you been thinking about me?" Tara inquired. "Or have you been thinking about other girls too?"

"Both," Rachael answered honestly. She had tried to keep her thoughts on Tara, but she hadn't been able to stop herself from thinking about other girls she knew. It had been a veritable all-girl porno inside her head the past few days and Rachael couldn't wait to thank Tara over and over again for making her see how good it could be.

"Good," Tara grinned. "Why don't you come over tonight? I've got a surprise for you. She's coming over around 7, so you better be here. If you're not then we're just going to have fun without you."

She? Oh gawwwwwwwwd. Rachael gasped and her mind spun at the thought. Tara had invited another girl over. This was too much! She couldn't do this. Being sexual with Tara was one thing, she was a friend, but with another girl? Rachael didn't want to advertise her sex life. But she couldn't stop herself from wanting it. Rachael trusted Tara and she could feel how wet this idea was making her pussy. Besides the thought of Tara playing with this mystery girl without her was something she couldn't let happen. Rachael just couldn't make the word "no" form on her lips.

"I'll be there," Rachael said, her voice almost a whisper.

"Goody," Tara replied. "Get here early. There's something I want to show you. You're going to love it."

"Ok Tara," Rachael agreed. "I'll see you tonight."

"Can't wait," Tara said, her voice almost a moan. "It's going to be even better than last time."

The call then ended and Tara moved her attention right back to the television screen. She hadn't been lying to Rachael. She was in her bed and she was stark naked. Tara's hands were very busy too as she watched the tape she had made of her and Rachael for what felt like the zillionth time. What was on it demanded repeat viewings and Tara had enjoyed it every time she had seen it.

This time was no exception and Tara moved her left hand back to her bare tits as her right hand pawed at her wet pussy. She slid two, then three fingers into her tight cunt and pumped them into body. Tara's eyes were frozen to the screen as she watched Rachael pull off her panties with her teeth and then kiss her soaked pussy. Remembering what they had done had been hot, but visual aids just made it so much sexier. Tara couldn't wait to show Rachael what she'd done. She was going to love it. She just knew it.

Tara's moans filled the room as she continued to finger herself. The tape had come out even better than she had hoped. It was so vivid and so fucking sexy. Tara couldn't help but think that someone else out there needed to see this tape, just so he could see how over him she was.

"Mmmm I don't need you anymore Carson," Tara groaned. "Mmmm Rachael can fuck me better than you ever could!"

Tara then began moaning again while she watched Rachael eat her out. They both looked so beautiful on the tape all naked and in total lust with each other. Tara continued to pump her fingers in and out of her pussy, pushing herself closer and closer to another creamy orgasm. While she did this, Tara kept telling herself that this was only going to get better.

Even though it was still just mid-morning, the business of making Hollywood deals was already in full swing. There were contracts to be negotiated, creative accounting to do and auditions to go on. Jessica Alba had thought she was done with auditions, but one big canceled series had changed all that.

Jessica wasn't opposed to the idea of auditioning, as long as it was for a good role. She knew if she was trying to get a movie role in a big blockbuster then she would have to audition. She just wasn't willing to audition to be the lead's best friend on some stupid sitcom or something. Fortunately, the audition she was headed to this morning was far from a dumb role like that.

It had been almost a year since "Dark Angel" had been canceled and Jessica hadn't exactly been sitting around and gathering dust. She had her first starring role in a movie coming out, but she wasn't taking anything for granted. "Honey" could just as easily be another "Glitter" as it could be another "Save The Last Dance." Jessica wasn't assuming it would be a success and she wanted to make sure her face was still out there and that there was a buzz around her name. That was why when her agent called and told her that they were interested in her doing a two-part guest shot on "Alias" she had jumped at the chance, even if it meant auditioning.

The role was worth it that was for sure. Jessica knew she could really make the role of an undercover CIA operative who might or might not be one of the good guys work. There would be plenty of chances for her to look sexy and kick some ass. It was perfect for her and she wanted it badly. The episodes would air during May sweeps with plenty of promotion and it just seemed like the ideal situation. Jessica had already talked to the producers and gone in for a reading. She was feeling confident that they liked her and that the role was hers. Jessica didn't want to be too optimistic, but she felt as if they were going to offer it to her after the meeting she had been summoned to this morning.

Of course Jessica had other, less career oriented, reasons for wanting this job. For the chance to do scenes with Jennifer Garner, Jessica probably would have done the role for free. Jennifer was the girl of the moment in Hollywood and Jessica would have loved to get a chance to know her on an intimate level. Jessica thought their situations were similar in many ways. They were both girls kicking ass on a weekly basis and they had been relative unknowns before getting their lead roles. The only difference was that Jennifer was getting Emmy nominations and post Super Bowl time slots and the network proud to associate itself with "Joe Millionaire" had abandoned Jessica's show.

Jessica didn't resent Jennifer's success though. She was happy for her. It wasn't Jennifer's fault that she and her fiancé, Michael, were out of work. Sure Jessica wished she was the one on the big screen wearing leather and making out in the rain with Ben Affleck, but it hadn't been meant to be. She and Jennifer had presented together at the 2001 Emmy's and they had gotten along fine. There hadn't been any diva tantrums or anything backstage and the meetings they had taken about the show had gone extremely well. Jessica had no problems with Jennifer and the only issue she had was wondering how open Jennifer would be to some girl on girl seduction.

Ever since her own seduction at the hands of Jennifer Love Hewitt, Jessica had been cutting herself quite a swath through America's population of hotties. Reese Witherspoon. Britney Spears. The lovely ladies of the WWE. Jessica had had them all and then some. Now she longed to add Jennifer to her collection as well.

Jessica had always heard rumors about Jennifer's fondness for female flesh and now that the actress had announced her separation from her husband, they had been flying again. Of course Jessica had heard those same rumors about herself long before she had traveled to the mansion and discovered this side of her sexuality. She supposed this was what came with the territory when you were an ass-kicking female on television every week. People just assumed you liked to dyke it out on the side. It happened to be true in Jessica's case, but that didn't mean it was the same way for Jennifer. Jessica had no reason to believe the rumors were true. She just had her hopes and her fantasies.

As she arrived at the studio for the meeting, Jessica couldn't help but wonder what they had in store for her. She hadn't been expected to be summoned for the meeting and she had been just chilling out at home when she had gotten the call. Jessica had quickly thrown on some clothes and beaten a hot trail to the studio. She never knew what to wear to these things so she just put on some tan slacks and a black shirt. It wasn't fancy by any means, but it had been more professional than the cut off jean shorts and t-shirt she had been lounging around in before the call came.

Jessica just hoped they weren't about to tell her they were going in another direction with the character. She had heard that too many times in her life. But she had no reason to believe that was the case here. Things had been going so well. The guards allowed Jessica in and she parked on the lot, right by the production offices for the show.

The receptionist told her she was expected in the conference room and Jessica took a deep breath before heading up. She hated the nervousness that always came with these things, but she couldn't help feeling it. She needed this. Jessica took another deep breath and opened the door to the conference room where she received a sudden surprise. Instead of a bunch of producers lying in wait for her, Jessica found Jennifer sitting behind the table dressed smartly in a sharp business suit.

Jennifer looked more like a network executive then a star as she sat there with her hair pinned back and her demeanor all business. It was not what Jessica expected and her confusion showed all over her face.

"Ahhh Jessica good, please sit down," Jennifer said as she indicated toward the chair next to hers. The strong oak table that filled the room looked strange with only one person behind it, but Jennifer seemed entirely focused on this.

"Are we supposed to have the meeting here?" Jessica asked as she took her seat. "Where's everyone else?"

"Yes we are having a meeting, but its only going to be you and me," Jennifer said firmly. All the other conversations they had been in had been friendly and casual, but there was none of that tone here. Instead Jessica's voice was clipped and direct. In her business suit, with the buttoned jacket, matching pants and cream-colored blouse underneath, Jessica was the model of a powerful female executive. She was focused on business and nothing but.

"What's up?" Jessica asked. She was confused and more than a little taken aback by this side of Jennifer. She was behaving so oddly.

"Well Jessica we know you're interested in appearing on the show and the producers are interested in you as well," Jennifer explained. "But, as star, final approval would be mine."

A sudden thought filled Jessica's head. She's worried about me stealing her thunder. Jessica bristled at the insinuation that she would act less than professionally. What was with these Hollywood types? They were always so paranoid. This was what Jessica hated about the industry. She had thought Jennifer was different, but she guessed she was wrong.

"What are you getting at?" Jessica asked warily. She didn't know exactly where this was going, but she didn't like it.

"Look Jessica, I know you need this role and I'd like to make sure you get it," Jennifer stated evenly. "But I need to know how much you want it..."

"What does that mean?" Jessica demanded, her anger rising. What was Jennifer getting at? She wanted this role but she wasn't about to agree to some crazy demands to get it. No role was worth being made to feel like garbage. Jessica didn't need this. She was about to get up and leave when Jennifer gave her every reason to stay with her next words.

"It means I asked you here to see how far you were willing to go to be on my show," Jennifer said as her hand reached up and began caressing Jessica's cheek. Jessica froze. Holy fucking shit! Jennifer wanted a tumble on the casting couch! Jessica couldn't have been more shocked. She had never been approached like this and by Jennifer Garner of all people! She had no idea how to react and Jennifer took this opportunity to move her lips tantalizingly close to hers.

Jessica couldn't believe all this was happening. She would have been completely offended, if this hadn't been exactly what she had wanted. Well if Jennifer wanted to throw some muscle around well she would have been very willing to show her how bad she wanted the role. Jessica didn't mind giving up a little control during sex. She had let Maria totally work her over when she and Reese had visited Carnal Knowledge. As long as she came in the end, it was all good and Jessica had to keep herself from smiling over this turn of events. Jennifer's lips moved closer and closer and Jessica eagerly awaited the feel of her kiss. Suddenly Jennifer froze and pulled back.

"Oh God...I can't do this!" Jennifer declared as she backed away. "Jessica, I'm so sorry!"

Now Jessica was really confused. First Jennifer was about to kiss her and now she was apologizing. What the hell was going on here? Things had gotten way more complex than they ever should have been.

"You should just go," Jennifer stammered. "I never should have tried this. God, how could I be so stupid!"

"Jennifer? What are you talking about?" Jessica asked.

"It's not important," Jennifer replied glumly. "Just please go and try and forget this ever happened. Please don't tell anyone about this. I just made a terrible mistake."

Jennifer just wanted to find herself a hole and bury herself in it right then. She had been psyching herself up for this all week, but at the moment of truth she had blinked. She never should have put herself in this situation, but she hadn't been able to help herself. Now she had gone and ruined everything. She couldn't believe what an idiot she could be sometimes. God, what if Jessica went and told the producers? She had worked so hard on building her career and now she had gone and thrown it all away on a whim.

"Jennifer...are you ok?" Jessica asked. Her head was spinning. First she had been expecting a meeting, then a kiss and now she was getting drama.

"No...no...nothing is ok..." Jessica declared. She was still in the business suit but the tough as nails attitude was long gone. "I just don't know what I'm doing anymore."

"Do you want to talk about it?" Jessica asked. "Maybe I can help."

"Doubtful," Jennifer sighed. At least Jessica wasn't offended by what she had almost done. It didn't look like she was going to run off and tattle. "You'll think I'm a freak or something."

"I so don't think so," Jessica replied, taking Jennifer's hand and giving it a friendly squeeze. "I have a very open mind."

"Not this open," Jennifer assumed. "I'm so sorry Jessica. It's just that I...I...damn it! I wanted you! Ok, Jessica? I wanted to have sex with you! There! Happy now?"

Jennifer then pulled her hand away from Jessica. She couldn't believe she had messed this up so badly. She had told herself to try and ignore the lust she felt for Jessica. She was always so bad at this stuff. But she had ignored her better judgment and now things were totally fucked up. Jessica had been totally nice and friendly to her and how had she repaid her? By putting on this stupid outfit and clumsily hitting on her. Jennifer felt like she was an inch tall.

"Were you trying to seduce me?" Jessica asked. She was almost giddy, but she didn't show it yet. She wanted to wait for just the right moment.

"Yes..." Jennifer admitted as she slumped back in the chair, a defeated woman. She owed Jessica at least an explanation. "Please don't tell anyone Jessica. I didn't mean to offend you or anything or come off like a bitch. But God...I had no idea how to tell you how I felt and I don't know...this whole 'sleep with me for the part' thing seemed like a good idea at the time. I don't know what I was thinking. I suck at this. I'm so sorry I did this to you Jessica. You don't have to be here. You can have the part, I mean if you still want it. I totally understand if you never want to see me again. I mean what I did just now was totally inappropriate and unacceptable...I mean I..."

"Jennifer?" Jessica interrupted. "Shut up and kiss me."

"What?" Jennifer replied, her voice a nervous squeak.

Jessica then smiled and made her point with her actions. She leaned in and kissed Jennifer's soft, apologizing lips tenderly. Jennifer immediately returned the kiss, opening her mouth and letting Jessica's tongue slide inside. They kissed back and forth for a few moments, all their secrets on the table now.

"You mean...you feel the same way?" Jennifer asked when they broke for oxygen. "You want me too?"

"Mmmmhmmm," Jessica smiled. "You didn't have to go through all this, though. You should have just asked. I'm into girls too and you're so beautiful Jennifer. I totally want you."

For Jennifer, hearing that was like being handed the keys to heaven. If only she'd known! But then again her feelings for girls had always been such a confusing thing for her that it was no surprise this hadn't gone smoothly.

Jennifer had been raised in a loving, open home, but still, West Virginia wasn't the type of place where you went around openly professing you liked girls. Jennifer liked boys too and her bisexuality had been a constant source of confusion growing up. She felt like she had no one to talk to about it and when she had gotten to college, she at last found an outlet for her feelings. She had carried on a few short affairs with women, but they had always been secret. Jennifer had never been open about her feelings and, even after she'd gotten married, it had been like a huge burden for her to carry.

She had no idea how to express the feelings she had for girls and the end result was always messes like this. She remembered filming "Time of Your Life" with Jennifer Love Hewitt. The "Party of Five" spin-off had been short lived, but there had been plenty of time for Jennifer to develop a mad crush on Love. Of course she hadn't been able to tell her that. She assumed Love would have had her fired or something. Instead Jennifer had pushed herself away from Love at every opportunity, fearful of her feelings. Love must have thought she was a total icy bitch.

Jennifer had tried to deny these feelings for so long, but there had been a need inside herself for the touch of another woman. When she and Scott had split up, she had felt that need more than ever. Despite their separation, she had loved him and he had satisfied her in bed, but there had always been something missing. Jennifer knew what it was and when Jessica began negotiations to make an appearance on the show, she knew she had to have her.

Even with that knowledge, Jennifer had no idea how to tell her. She didn't want a repeat of the Love incident. She just wanted one chance to be with Jessica and she didn't want to think about the possibility that Jessica might not want her back. When she had thought of this whole casting couch thing, it made sense in her head. She could hide her insecurity behind a wall of ball busting toughness, but when it came time for her to seal the deal, she hadn't been able to do it. She didn't want Jessica to think she was some sexual sleaze. But now it looked like everything had somehow fallen into place.

"Have you done this before?" Jessica asked after they shared another sexy kiss.

"Yeah...but not in a long time," Jennifer answered. "What about you?"

"Oh yeah," Jessica grinned. "I've done things that would blow your mind."

"You're not mad about all the stuff from before?" Jennifer asked. "I'm just a lousy seductress."

"You just need some more practice," Jessica replied with a grin. "Don't worry. I'm an easy lay for hot girls like you."

Jennifer giggled over Jessica's sexual confidence. They were similar in many ways. Jessica had her fiancée and she had been married, but they both knew how good a woman could be. Jennifer told herself that there was a lot she could learn from someone like Jessica.

"So what should we do about this?" Jennifer asked. "I mean now that we know how we feel and all that."

"Well what were you planning?" Jessica asked. "I mean if I'd gone for this whole thing...what would you have wanted to do with me?"

"I was thinking about taking you and fucking you right here on this table," Jennifer answered. She blushed at her own words, but it felt so good to admit them. The weight on herself was being eased with each passing second and Jennifer felt a rush of arousal. This was going to happen. She was going to have Jessica and she wasn't going to have to play any bullshit games to get her. It was just going to be two beautiful girls who wanted each other. There was nothing wrong with that.

"I like that idea a lot," Jessica said. "You're not expecting anyone else in here today, are you?"

"Nope...the room's mine," Jennifer answered. "No one's supposed to come and bother us."

"Well..." Jessica began as she traced her fingernails over Jennifer's suit jacket. "Why don't you go lock the door and then I can show you how much I want you."

Jennifer couldn't remember the last thing she had wanted as badly as she wanted this. She quickly got up from her seat and went to lock the door. When she did she ran back over to where Jessica was waiting for her and they immediately fell back into another kiss. Now there were no more secrets to be told...just expressions of lust to be shared.

Neither girl cared that they were doing this in a rather risky area. Just because the door was locked was no assurance that some curious person wasn't going to have a key with them. But neither girl cared. Jessica had been having fun in a lot of risky areas lately and it was quickly becoming a big turn on for her. As for Jennifer she just wanted Jessica and she didn't want to wait. If this happened later instead of now she might find a reason not to go through with it. She had to do this...right here and right now.

Jessica and Jennifer kissed each other passionately, letting the seconds tick away as they explored each other's mouth with their tongues. Jessica's hands were getting frisky and she was unbuttoning Jennifer's jacket. She pushed it off her shoulders and fully exposed the cream colored blouse underneath. The happy smile on Jennifer's face didn't fit with the stern suit she was wearing so Jessica was eager to get it off her as soon as possible. But Jennifer didn't want that yet.

"No...you first," Jennifer declared. "I need you Jessica. I have to taste you."

Jessica wasn't about to argue, especially since Jennifer was such a fantastic kisser. She couldn't wait to see how good she was at other things. Jessica offered no resistance as Jennifer kissed her and reached under her shirt. Jennifer's hands were insistent as they moved upward, feeling Jessica up and starting her moaning. The aggressive hands quickly found their targets, massaging Jessica's large breasts under the shirt.

The confines of the shirt didn't offer much room for movement, but fortunately a solution was at hand. Jessica raised her arms and Jennifer quickly peeled the shirt over her head, revealing her black bra and the nipples that were swollen under the material. It was such an appealing view that Jennifer had to lean down and indulge herself with a few kisses of Jessica's cleavage. Her hungry mouth moved over and sucked on Jessica's nipples through the bra before kissing down her stomach and over her belly button. Jessica shivered and giggled at the tickling sensations Jennifer's wet mouth created on her flesh.

"Take off your pants," Jennifer requested. "I want to see you Jessica...all of you."

Happy to comply, Jessica stood up, kicking off her shoes in the process. She undid her slacks and pushed them down her legs. They didn't fall off as smoothly as Jessica was hoping and she had to wiggle out of them, but the end result was what the two girls wanted and Jennifer hungrily stared at the exposed flesh.

"Do you like what you see?" Jessica giggled as she stepped out of her pants and modeled her underwear-clad body. She was wearing a black thong under her slacks and when she turned around to show off her almost exposed ass, Jennifer moaned in delight.

"Oh yesss..." Jennifer answered. "I like so very much."

"Show me," Jessica ordered. "Show me how much you like my body. It's your turn now. Take off your pants. I want to see how wet you got for me. If you want to fuck me, you'd better show me!"

Jennifer didn't argue with Jessica's order. She just did it. She stood up and took pulled her feet out of her pumps. She then undid the pants from her business suit and pushed them down, standing there in her blouse and panties. Jennifer's panties were white and lacy and that allowed her wetness to be obvious. Jessica grinned when she saw how the white panties were almost clear with desire and how they clung to Jennifer's pussy.

"Mmmm you do like," Jessica said in appreciation. "Your panties are so fucking wet for me. You've been rubbing yourself all day thinking of fucking me, haven't you? Your pussy looks so sexy Jennifer. So nice and wet. I'm wet too. Want to taste?"

"You know I do," Jennifer replied, her need obvious in her voice. "I've been dreaming of this for so fucking long. God, you have know idea how long I've been dreaming of fucking you. I made myself come so many times thinking of you."

Jessica then smiled again and reached down to rub herself through her thong as she pictured beautiful Jennifer Garner masturbating over her. She wasn't as wet as Jennifer was, but she was quickly catching up. Jessica moaned as she rubbed her thong against her slit and then she took it further by sliding her hand into her panties so she could have flesh against flesh. Jessica's fingers quickly got wet with the desire that was now collecting against her cuntlips.

Jennifer watched, transfixed, as Jessica played with herself in front of her. This had worked out better than she had ever hoped and they had barely touched each other. She could barely wrap her brain around the potential this pairing had. Jessica looked so beautiful and just overpoweringly sexy. Jennifer wanted her so bad. She needed this. She had been denying this part of herself had existed for so long and she was ready to explode with desire.

When Jessica pulled her fingers from her panties, Jennifer didn't have to be told what to do. She immediately reached over and took Jessica's fingers into her mouth. They were covered with Jessica's essence and Jennifer greedily licked them clean. Her taste buds had missed the rich, sweet taste of another woman and Jennifer was planning on helping herself to that taste to her heart's content. When Jennifer had cleaned those fingers thoroughly she only had one word for Jessica.

"More," Jennifer said and she and Jessica began kissing again. Jennifer took control of the encounter and pushed Jessica against the oak table. Jessica didn't even think of resisting, she just let Jennifer's lust guide her. It was such a huge rush to know she had inspired these feelings and she loved the feel of having Jennifer's tongue in her mouth and her hands on her tits. Jennifer squeezed Jessica's breasts softly enough so that she wasn't hurting her, but passionately enough so that Jessica could feel how much she lusted after her body. Having Jennifer's strong, sexy hands on her breasts was a serious turn on for Jessica and she felt her wetness increasing.

The hard oak of the table was starting to really push into Jessica's body. That was a bruise she didn't want to have to explain to Michael later, but she didn't want Jennifer to stop kissing her. The only sane thing to do was lay herself down and that was just what Jessica did. She pushed Jennifer away just long enough so she could set herself down on top of the table. Jessica lay flat on her back, with her legs hanging off the edge of the table, as Jennifer reached for her panties.

Jennifer breathed in deep the aroma of Jessica's arousal. She hadn't been with a girl since she'd been in college and the lust she felt right now had been building since then. She didn't want to stop until her tongue was soaked in girl cum and Jennifer knew she wasn't going to get that until she got these damn panties off Jessica. Part of Jennifer wanted to just rip her new friend's thong off, but she restrained herself. Instead she pulled them off her slowly, her eyes widening with delight when she saw the droplets of cream that clung to Jessica's slit and the neatly trimmed triangle of hair that lay above her sex.

"Oh Jessica your pussy is so beautiful," Jennifer admired. "Mmmm there's so many things I want to do to you. Tell me you want this Jessica. Tell me you want me to fuck you over and over again until you can barely walk."

This was quite a change from the hard-edged person Jennifer had been pretending to be earlier. Jessica much preferred this persona, the true Jennifer. The one that was looking up at her with lustful need. It was obvious to anyone how badly Jennifer wanted this and seeing that just made Jessica wetter.

"Yes Jennifer...fuck me," Jessica moaned. "My pussy is so fucking wet for you. I want you baby. Make me come. Make me come over and over again until I can't take it anymore. Show me everything you can do with your tongue! Show me every little fucking thing you fantasized about doing to me! You wanted me so bad and now you've got me! So you'd better make me come hard Jennifer!"

At the sound of the sexy challenge, Jennifer could stand no more waiting. She wanted to show Jessica how bad she wanted her and pressed her lips right to her pussy, tasting her arousal and taking her first long taste of her juice. Jennifer's tongue began with slow, but steady licking motions, as if she were getting used to the taste again and she quickly picked up speed with her tongue. Jennifer lapped up the juice that had collected on Jessica's labia and slowly pushed her tongue inside Jessica's pink pussy.

"Mmmm ohh yesss Jen yessssss..." Jessica hissed as Jennifer's tongue pushed inside her. "Lick that wet fucking pussy! Show me what that tongue can do!"

Jessica had no idea how Jennifer had been able to go so long without a female tongue inside her. It had only been a few weeks for her and she had been going crazy. How had she been able to go years without it? It didn't seem possible.

Right now all Jennifer wanted was for Jessica to somehow become part of the show's regular cast so she could have this sweet pussy every day. She lapped away at Jessica's kitty, the cunnilingus skills she had developed in college having not abandoned her. It was just like riding a bike, Jennifer grinned to herself, a soft, wet bike.

Jessica's hands went down to Jennifer's head, but it was unnecessary to hold her down. She did it anyway, though. Jessica felt such a huge rush of arousal knowing it was Jennifer who was eating her out like this and she wanted to remind her that Jennifer had acted all tough before, but now she was the one on her knees lapping away at her wetness.

Jennifer felt what Jessica was doing and she loved it. Now that Jennifer had her first taste of Jessica she wasn't stopping until she had licked her dry. For years she had denied her starving taste buds the flavor of pussy and now that she had it again there was no way she was stopping. As Jessica played with her soft, brown hair, Jennifer pressed her lips to her pussy and kissed her over and over again, getting her nice and wet before sliding her tongue right back into her pink folds.

"Ohhhhhhh fuck! Eat that pussy Jennifer!" Jessica groaned. "You're so fucking good! Mmmm this is just what you wanted, isn't it? Ohhhhh I can see you now fucking yourself and dreaming of my wet pussy at your lips! Fuck me Jen! Make me come all over your face!"

As the hot sensations flowed through her body, Jessica could only imagine how they must have looked. What would happen if someone walked in and found Jennifer in her blouse and panties eating her out while she was dressed only in her black bra. The room was filled with the scent of their mutual arousal and the only sounds were Jessica's moans combined with the wet smacking sounds of Jennifer feasting on her pussy. If anyone had seen them right then they either would have gone into shock or just dropped dead. Of course if they were cute enough, Jessica would have invited them to join in. The only thing that mattered was Jennifer not stopping...no matter what happened.

Jennifer's tongue was so quick and eager. She wasn't interested in lovingly nursing Jessica's clit. She just wanted the Dark Angel to come all over her face and nothing else would do. The energetic lapping of her tongue through her pussy, combined with the hard sucks she was getting to her clit from Jennifer's soft, pink lips were making magic in Jessica's young body. A particularly arousing lick of her clit sent Jessica bucking on the tabletop, her ass smacking into the hard wood. It hurt a little but the pleasure she was getting from Jennifer more than made up for it. Jessica would worry about bruises tomorrow.

"C'mon Jen! More! Give it to me baby!" Jessica ordered. "Mmmmm show me everything you can do with a pussy! Lemme see how nasty you can get! You want my cream? You're gonna get it soon! Keep fucking me!"

What Jennifer did next surprised Jessica, but that didn't mean she liked it any less. Jennifer pulled her juice-covered face up and spit right into her pussy, her saliva dripping down right into her wet cunt. Jessica had never felt that before and it made pleasure zip through her veins.

"Ughhhh yesss...that's so hot...so fucking hot," Jessica groaned as Jennifer used the extra lube of her saliva to push two fingers inside Jessica's pussy. Jessica looked down to see an expression of lustful ferocity had covered Jennifer's face while she finger fucked her. Jennifer pushed her fingers in and out of the snug, pink confines while she licked Jessica's pussylips and got her fill of the juices that were dripping out.

"God, you should have been on this show from the second you got cancelled," Jennifer babbled, her face still covered in frenzied lust. "Mmmm I'd watch Dark Angel and I'd get so wet thinking about this...thinking about taking your wet fucking pussy and licking it and making you come!"

All of the lust Jennifer had kept hidden for years was flowing as freely as the juices that continued to soak her panties. She wasn't lying to Jessica. She had harbored secret fantasies about her from the first second she saw an ad for "Dark Angel". Scott had never known the truth about why she liked the show so much, but now Jessica knew and that was all that mattered. Jennifer wanted Jessica to know how bad she wanted her and how hot she was for this.

That message was coming through loud and clear to Jessica with every hard thrust of Jennifer's fingers and every sexy lick of her tongue. Those fingers felt so good inside her pussy and Jessica shuddered at the thought of what Jennifer could do with a strap on attached to her waist. Jessica promised herself that she'd find out soon. Jennifer seemed to have deep reservoirs of untapped lust and all Jessica wanted was to drain her no matter how many weeks or months it took. Jennifer would be the perfect person to take to the mansion and she only imagined how her new friend would react to all those horny bodies pleasuring her.

Jessica thrust herself forward on the table to make sure she met each of the hard finger fucks she was getting. Her tits bounced in the bra and her right breast had even popped out of the black material that had covered it. The hard nipple was swollen with desire and glistening with the perspiration that was covering her entire body. Jessica wanted to play with her own heaving breasts, but she was too into this to move her hands. She was gripping onto the side of the table, afraid that if she let go she'd go off like a rocket and fall right onto the floor.

"Fuck me Jennifer!" Jessica grunted. "My whole fucking body is yours! Do every nasty thing you ever dreamed of doing to me! Mmmm you're so hot baby! I would have totally let you fuck me before when you were being such a bitch! I wanted you too Jennifer! I wanted you so fucking bad I would have taken you any way I could have gotten you! Make me come Jen! Make me come you beautiful fucking slut!"

Hearing Jessica say that to Jennifer was a surprise. She had never been called a slut before like that, but it was a total turn on to hear it. Jennifer knew that's exactly what she was. She had her fingers buried in her dream girl's pussy and her lips were covered in her juices. She was a slut and she loved it. Knowing that Jessica would have let her fuck her in her bitchy boss mode was even more of a hot rush and Jennifer felt like she could come just from the sensations of working her fingers into Jessica's tightness and licking her sexy slit.

"Come for me Jessica!" Jennifer urged. "Come from me fingering your hot pussy! Mmmm it feels so good on my fingers! You're so wet and tight Jessica! You have such a perfect little pussy! Come for me baby! Give me what I want!"

"Just don't stop!" Jessica commanded through gritted teeth. It was taking all her strength to not scream out but she didn't know who else was listening on the floor and she couldn't risk blowing their cover. "Don't you stop Jennifer! Fuck me! Ohhhh your fingers feel soooooo good! Fuck me hard! Take that pussy!"

By now her fingers were getting super wet and sticky and Jennifer couldn't resist pulling them up to her lips again for a long taste. She used her other hand on Jessica's snatch while she licked her fingers with wet tongue strokes, cleaning off the cream but leaving them soaked with saliva. Jennifer spit into Jessica's pussy again, loving how it made Jessica moan and quiver on the table. Jennifer didn't usually get nasty about her sex. She loved sex, but she was typically more of a flowers and romance girl than a "slam me against the wall and rip my panties off" lover. But this was making her want to live out every fantasy she'd stored up in her head from college on and that made her feel so wonderfully nasty.

Jessica could feel her orgasm drawing close and she didn't even want to think about restraining it. This was just so hot. She was lying bottomless on the conference room table while one of the most lusted after women in America was eating her out. Jessica knew life wasn't going to get much better than this and she just wanted to feel the impact of the orgasm that was bubbling up inside her. She could feel it was going to be a big one. Jessica just felt so sexual and alive right there on the table, her pussy being pawed at by Jennifer's probing fingers, and only her orgasm would make the feeling complete. She had one of the most beautiful women in the world on her knees in front of her, worshipping her cunt with sexual attention. How could she not come huge?

Jennifer could tell that Jessica was close from her labored breathing and flushed face. She just couldn't decide which way she wanted to make her come. Her fingers felt so good inside her pussy. The pink walls hugged her probing digits and Jennifer got such a rush out of the tight grip on her fingers. On the other hand, the taste of Jessica's juice was already on her tongue and she was starving for more. Jessica couldn't decide which way was better to Jessica off. She wanted it all and she suddenly realized that she could have it all. She could get everything she wanted from Jessica and more.

Pulling her fingers from Jessica, Jennifer momentarily left the girl unstimulated. Jessica groaned, but Jennifer didn't leave her aroused lover like that for long. She helped herself to a long, loving lick of her juicy fingers and then plunged her tongue right into Jessica's dripping honeypot.

"Yesssssssssss eat that pussy you slut!" Jessica growled, her voice rising with her passion. Now both of her tits had bounced out of her bra and she allowed a hand up to paw at her exposed flesh. "Fuck me with your hot tongue! Ohhhhhh I'm gonna soak that beautiful fucking face with cum! That's what you've fucking wanted isn't it? Your hot cover girl face all sticky with girl cum! Fuck me Jennifer!!!"

That was exactly what she wanted and Jennifer began to hungrily eat Jessica's pussy. She had her whole faced pressed to her cunt as if she were afraid that she would die if she missed a single drop of her girl juice. Jessica looked down and felt a rush of ecstasy as she saw Jennifer's soft, beautiful face sucking at her pussy, her lips kissing her slit and her tongue working over her clit. Jennifer's sexy brown hair tickled her thighs and rubbed against her in exactly the right way. It was like a feather stroking her thighs and tummy and just when Jessica thought things couldn't get any better...that was when Jennifer pushed her fingers back inside her.

"OHHHHHH FUCK YESSSSS!!!" Jessica screamed out. She tried to restrain her screams, but it was too late. Jennifer didn't care though. She just kept licking and fucking Jessica as the girl finally let go of the table and clamped her hand over her mouth as her other hand worked her tits over. Jessica screamed into her hands over and over again as Jennifer's whole body worked towards bringing her pleasure.

As she kept licking and sucking at her wet pussy, Jennifer had let her fingers reached around to the bottom of Jessica's pussy where they pushed into her again. With her tongue already at work, there was only room for one finger this time, but one was plenty. Jennifer's finger and tongue moved together as a team, pushing and licking and just stimulating the hell out of Jessica's young body. It was more than anyone could take and, with her hands still clamped to her mouth, Jessica screamed out her orgasm.

"MMMMMMMMMM YESSSSSSSS!!!" Jessica screamed. It was muffled, but Jennifer certainly got the idea, especially when her face was happily soaked with Jessica's girl cum. It was just what Jennifer wanted and she lapped it up like she drew her very life strength from it. She let Jessica cream her tongue and it dribbled down her chin and onto her blouse. This was going to ruin it and Jennifer welcomed it. She was gonna keep it special in her closet so every time she'd look at it she'd know how good Jessica had just fucked her face.

Even with her hands clamped to her mouth, Jessica was able to make her pleasure known as she came. Her body shook on the table as pleasure tremors racked her into ecstasy. Jessica kept pressing her pussy to Jennifer's face, fucking her beautiful features with all the energy she could expel. Finally the thrusts grew softer and the screams faded. Jessica let herself fall back and rest on the hard table, sweat glistening on her forehead and her head completely spinning.

"Ohhhhhhhh fuck yessss..." Jessica groaned in complete and utter satisfaction. "Baby, you were amazing."

"Really?" Jennifer asked brightly, her sexy smile and girl cum covered skin proving to be an irresistible combination. "I was good?"

"Mmmm way more than good," Jessica replied with a grin. "Now it's your turn baby and I'm going to do things to you that none of those girls you've been with could ever do."

TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 3