On Public Display by Lady Grey

On Public Display by Lady Grey
By: LadyGrey

On Public Display by Lady Grey

This is part eight of Blackmail and I wish to thank all the readers that have sent me emails in regards to this story. For me, this story has generated more emails and interest than for any of my other stories. I thank you all for your kind comments and votes.

After she had changed, she found Bob waiting for her in the car just outside reception.

"Well, what sort of day has it been?" he asked as she settled into the car.

"Interesting. I hope you have found plenty to interest you. It's been a long day."

"How can any guy not be interested in a place like that? It's like letting a kid free in a candy store."

They drove back to the hotel and decided to find somewhere to eat outside the hotel.

"I could just fancy an Indian," Mary said. "How about you?"

Bob grinned. "After seeing all that pussy all day, I could just fancy yours before we go out. It would make a very appetizing starter to any meal."

Mary laughed, but she was wondering if she would be able to take Bob on so soon after Jason and Phillip. In fact, she could still feel their juices seeping from her pussy as she had not had a chance to shower at the center.

They arrived back at the hotel, and as soon as they got to their room, Bob took her in his arms. They kissed; she began to panic; she needed to shower. If he started trying to make love and he touched her down there, he would soon realize what she had been up to. "Look, "she said, trying to pry herself from his arms, "let me go and get cleaned up. It's been a long and tiring day."

Reluctantly he let her go, and she scurried to the bathroom. He had to agree she would taste a lot better after a shower when she was all pink and warm.

In the bath room Mary quickly removed her clothes and tossed them in the dirty linen basket. She turned on the shower and stepped under the stinging spray. She was relieved that she had made it before Bob had discovered anything, and began to feel better. She carefully washed herself, making sure that all signs of her lovemaking were washed away.

Fifteen minutes later she emerged from the shower wrapped in a towel. She smiled when she saw Bob lying on the bed. He was completely naked; his cock stood up like a tent pole, and he was gently massaging it. "Come over here and slide your delightful pussy around this. I bet you are in nearly as bad a state as me, spending all day naked with guys ogling you." There was no way out; she undid the towel and let it fall to the floor.

She got on the bed and positioned herself astride him. As she lowered herself, she felt the hardness of his cock head rubbing up against her pussy lips: those same pussy lips that had less than an hour ago willingly accepted both Phillip and Jason.

She felt her lips part as he inserted the head of his cock. He thrust up towards her and she lowered herself, enveloping his cock in the warm wet folds of her pussy. Suddenly she realized that she was hungry again: hungry for sex.

She worked her muscles and squeezed him. He groaned and pressed into her. His hands reached up and began to caress her breasts, squeezing them gently, and pulling on her already extended nipples. Together they began to fuck. Their cries and groans became louder as they neared a climax. Suddenly he came in a long gushing orgasm. She responded and their juices mixed; she fell forward gasping, pressing her breasts into his bare chest, and kissing his neck and ears.

"I really needed that," he gasped.

Mary nodded. "And so did I," she lied, but she had to admit that she had enjoyed it.

Of course they both needed to shower again before they dressed and made their way out to reception. The receptionist was very helpful and directed them to a good local Indian restaurant. The food was good: hot and tasty and washed down with a nice bottle of wine. During the meal Bob did quiz her on what she had been doing with the exhibitors.

"Just helping them out and looking pretty," she said with a smile.

It was quite late when they finally made it back to the hotel, but they did manage to make love again before falling in to a well earned sleep.

Next morning, Mary was awoken from her sleep by the exciting feeling of someone caressing her body. She lay there for a few moments enjoying the sensation as she struggled to become fully awake. She opened her eyes to find Bob leaning over her. The covers had been turned back and he was lightly exploring her body, drawing circles with his finger around her nipples and trailing down over her stomach to brush lightly across her pussy.

She smiled and looked up at him. "Do you always wake your lover like this?" she asked.

He nodded. "When she is as beautiful as you are. I just can't resist your body."

She smiled and pulled him down to her. Their lips met in a long passionate kiss, their tongues wrestling with each other's, and she felt him squeeze her breasts more urgently.

"Do we have time?" she asked breathlessly.

"We'll make time. I really need you this morning."

She smiled up at him and he felt her spread her legs. She groaned and gripped onto his shoulders as he eased himself inside her. She lay back and enjoyed the wonderful sensation as he penetrated her deeply. He then lay on top of her enjoying the feeling of her pussy gripping his cock while she gently contracted her vaginal muscles.

That morning it was a long sensuous fuck. Gone was the urgency of last night; now it was more gentle, more satisfying for both of them. Time and time again they came to the brink only to ease off and slightly relax before climbing the mountain again. When they finally came, it was a complete and satisfying finale.

Afterwards they lay in each other's arms relaxing before suddenly noticing the time. Quickly they showered and dressed, going for a quick breakfast. Then it was a dash through the early morning rush hour to the exhibition centre.

They made it although about fifteen minutes late. Jerry looked up at the clock as Mary entered the Logan Promotions office. "Cutting it fine, aren't you? We have punters already queuing up outside; we open in 15 minutes."

She apologized. "The traffic was hell."

Jerry smiled. "Was it that, or was it the bed? I hear you brought your lover down with you."

"Maybe it was a bit of both," she said with a cheeky grin.

"Okay, go and get yourself ready. Gina's already out there. You are both working with Exotic Creations today. Well, later because for the first part I will need both of you on reception. After that you can sort things out between you."

Mary made her way to the small changing room and quickly removed her clothes: everything, that is, apart from her heels. She checked herself in the mirror; she was getting used to seeing herself naked at work.

She then made her way over to the reception area. She didn't feel too bad today about being naked in such a public place. Exhibitors making their way to their displays nodded to her; it was a still a strange sensation. Gina greeted her with a smile. "I guess you must have had a good night, or did you just overlay?"

"A bit of both," she said. "Anything I should know about today?"

"Not really. Almost the same routine as yesterday, but you will have to be a bit more wary about hands. Public days are apt to get a bit feely, feely. The fact that we are naked seems to give them the idea that anything goes, but security is always on hand if they go too far."

As soon as the doors opened, Mary saw the difference. She felt ogled more, and more aware of her nakedness. Guys with cameras jostled to take pictures of her. Some wanted to join her in the pictures. She tried to be friendly and obliging, standing and smiling while their friends took pictures. Some wanted to hold her, to touch her nakedness; others just wanted to stand and look. By noon the initial rush on the door had turned to a trickle, and Jerry's receptionist turned up to give them a lunch break.

"Might be a good idea to slip a robe on today," Gina said. "It's more crowded; no point in putting temptation in their way."

After collecting their robes, they made their way over to the refreshment area and collected lunch packs. Fortunately they found an empty table. "It is much busier today," Mary commented.

"Usually is on the public days. By the way, do you want to go first this after noon?"

Mary looked at her puzzled.

"Exotic creations," she explained.

Mary nodded. "Sorry, yes, if you want me too; wasn't thinking."

"You do two till four and I'll do four to six. Then after our break, we have to divide the other two between us. Which one do you want?"

Mary had little hesitation. She remembered back to her session with Phillip and Jerry last night. "I'll take Intimacy if that's okay with you." Gina nodded. "I guess we both took the same choices from the list Jerry sent out."

"You mean the exhibitors to work for?"

Gina nodded. "I didn't fancy the other two. I'm not really into BDSM, and being fucked in public is not really my thing."

"You mean that's what you are expected to do at the porno film company?"

Gina smiled. "Yes, they have a small studio where they demonstrate how porno movies are made and let amateur film makers have a go."

Mary bit into her roll. She looked across at Gina. "It must be hell of a turn on being fucked in public."

Gina laughed. "I guess it is if that's your thing. Then she brushed the crumbs off her robe and stood up. "I need to do a few things. I'll see you later: four o'clock on reception."

As Gina left, Mary looked up and saw Bob coming though the crowd. He smiled. "It's a change to see you dressed," he joked. "There's a lot here, isn't there?" he said looking around.

"Have you seen everything?" Mary asked.

"Just about; few more places I want to revisit later."

"Have you been on the Magnus productions stand?"

He shook his head. "No, that's one of the ones that's on my list for later. It's always very busy."

"Fancy having a walk over there now? I wouldn't mind to see what I might have been doing if I had selected them as one of my choices."

When they got there, it was a very busy unit, and there was already a queue for the next program. Mary pushed her way through and showed her name badge to the guy on the door. He smiled and nodded and opened the door for them. "You'll probably find a couple of free seats at the back."

The studio was surprisingly large. There was seating on three sides, and in the centre, a large bed. Bright lights blazed down on a couple on the bed: a shapely blond and a well muscled black guy. Both were completely naked, the woman on her back in the missionary position with him lunging into her with long powerful strokes. Around the bed, three cameramen were filming with video cameras from different angles.

Mounted above the couple were three plasma screens showing the pictures from each camera. The pictures were highly detailed and showed extreme close ups.

Mary and Bob found some empty seats and watched the scene before them. Mary had never seen a couple make love before; well, not in the flesh. She had of course seen movies, but this was the real thing.

Bob put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her close. "That could have been you down there if you had selected Magnus as one of your choices," he whispered into her ear.

Mary immediately felt herself getting extremely warm. Bob was right. Could she actually have done it--allowed herself to be fucked in front of all these people? She could feel herself moistening at the thought. She watched as the black guy withdrew from the woman. His cock was enormous, as big as she had ever seen. She had a sudden urge to touch herself. She slid her hand inside her robe and pressed her hand over her pussy. She was not surprised to find she was already wet. The black guy turned his partner over. She knelt up on the bed; he thrust his fingers into her opening her up, then quickly followed with his cock.

Mary saw the woman's large breasts swinging as he again began to thrust into her, gripping onto her thighs. She was fascinated by the erotic display being acted out in front of her, and when Bob slipped his hand inside her robe and pushed her hand out of the way, she made no move to stop him fingering her himself.

The woman on the bed was now moaning loudly, pleading with the guy to finish, thrusting her rear backwards to get the most out of each stroke. Mary just sat there and watched, fascinated, her legs wide apart. Bob's finger were working their magic, and when the guy on the bed pulled out and sprayed thick globules of creamy cum all over the woman's back, Mary had a simultaneous climax, slumping back in her seat, crying out, and gasping for air. One or two of the guy in front of them realized what must have been happening and looked around and smiled. Mary stayed in her seat trying to compose herself as the show came to an end and the couple left the bed. Bob inquired if she were okay, and she nodded.

"I think you enjoyed that," he said with a smile.

"I've never seen it done in real life before; it was such a turn on."

"I could tell that," Bob said with a grin. "You were incredibly wet. I guess you would have liked to have been up there."

Mary almost felt herself blushing just at the thought. "I don't think I could do it in front of all those people."

They were just about to leave when a guy who had been directing things came over.

"I guess you are one of Jerry's girls," he said.

Mary nodded. "We just popped in to see the show."

"And what did you think?"

"It was rather erotic; I've never seen it done in real life before."

The guy grinned. "I'm always looking for new talent if you fancy it."

Mary shook her head. "I couldn't do it, not in front of everyone."

The guy nodded. "Well, you know where we are if you change your mind."

They said good-bye and she followed Bob out into the exhibition centre again.

"I need to go," she said. "Are you hanging around? I'm doing a stint on Exotic Creations now for a couple of hours."

Bob smiled. "Don't worry about me. This is a fun place to be. I'll see you later."

Mary found her way to the Exotic Creations stand. Ranged around the stand were shop window mannequins attired in extremely sexy undies, sleep wear, and very brief bikinis. She introduced herself to a lady called Miranda. She was the owner of the company. She welcomed Mary on board with a big smile. "Glad to meet you," she said. "Jerry said you would be around to help us out for a couple of hours. It is easy work: just displaying our range of items to the punters. If you go inside, you will find Elli. She will show you what we want you to do."

She made her way inside the stand and found Elli, a petite blond, who looked to be in her early forties. She was chatting to another woman who was dressed in a set of very revealing lingerie. She turned round and looked at Mary.

"You my relief?" she asked.

Mary nodded. "I guess so."

Elli looked at her. "Are you Annabelle?"

She smiled and nodded. "Miranda said you would give me instructions."

"There's not a lot to give. All you have to do is to display our outfits--these on the racks," she said indicating several racks of frothy underwear behind her. "You can just about please yourself with what you wear, but try to mix things up a bit: you know, undies, wraps, stockings, swim wear. Then go out there and parade around for ten minutes or so. After that, come back in and change.

The girl in the undies slipped into some clothes, looking over at Mary. "Hope you are not shy. None of these things hide a lot, and some of those punters out there want to see everything."

Mary shook her head. "No, I should manage. I've already spent most of my time here totally naked so it will be a change to wear something, however little it covers."

Elli smiled. "That's what I like to hear." She turned to another girl who was just about to leave, asking her, "Will you be in tomorrow?"

The girl nodded as she left. "Around ten be okay?" Elli nodded.

Elli turned and sorted through the racks. She passed Mary an outfit. "Here, start with this. I think it's rather nice. You can wear these hold ups with it," she said passing Mary an unopened packet.

Mary saw Elli watching her as she drew off her wrap. She smiled. "You have a nice figure; you should show the things off well."

Mary slipped into the outfit, an almost completely see through bra and thong. Then she pulled on the holdups. When she was ready, Elli smiled. "You look very good; now get out there and let them see you." Mary had no doubts that they would see her, for the brief items hid nothing.

It was a strange feeling when she stepped out onto the front of the stand. Although she had spent a lot of time totally naked, it felt different wearing this sexy outfit. This titillated rather than exposed. Anyway, the punters seemed to like it, and Mary was enjoying the attention she was getting. Cameras flashed from all directions, and she did some exaggerated poses which were appreciated by everyone.

After ten minutes, Miranda asked her to change into something else. This was how the two hours was spent. By the end of the session she was getting really turned on by all the attention. Some of the items were really erotic, like the crotchless panties and the peep hole bras. When one of the photographers that had grouped around the stand asked her to change into something one of the mannequins was wearing, she saw no point of going into the back to change, but did it there on the stand. She was under a constant barrage of camera flashes as she stripped and slipped into the other outfit, and when she had done the change, she got a big round of applause.

Mary was enjoying herself. The crowd loved her and she was a little sorry when Gina turned up to take her off. She had loved working in front of the crowd.

She was just saying her good-byes to Miranda and Elli when Bob appeared. "You moving on?" he asked.

She nodded. "Yes, I'm on Intimacy Products for their last stint."

"I'll walk over with you if that's okay."

She nodded, but she was worried that he might stay around. After her session on Erotic Creations, she was feeling quite turned on and she knew that she could get some much needed relief from two certain guys on that stand.

But when she got there, she was disappointed because she found Phillip alone. Apparently Jason had been called away on business. "You can hang around if you want to," he said, "but I can't do any exhibitions because there is no one to cover the stand."

She looked at Bob and he shrugged. "No point in hanging around, is there? We might as well go and get a drink."

Phillip agreed. "Come around tomorrow, Mary. Jason should be back then. I'm sure he would like to see you again before the show closes," he said with a knowing smile that luckily Bob didn't catch.

They made their way over to the bar and Bob bought her a drink. "What now?" he asked. "Can we get off early?"

"Not really. I'm booked until the show finishes. I guess I ought to go to one of the other stands and see if they need any help."

"Which one do you fancy," Bob inquired.

"I don't know," she said. "I suppose I ought to go and see Jerry, but he could be any where."

"You could always do the porno film stand. That's one of yours, isn't it?" Mary looked at the expression on Bob's face.

"You really mean that, don't you?"

Bob grinned. "I would like to fuck you myself right this minute, but we have no where to go. The next best thing would be to see someone else fuck you."

Mary immediately felt herself getting warm. She could feel the sensation deep between her thighs. She looked over at Bob. "You would really like to see someone else having sex with me?"

He nodded. "I saw how turned on you were after the show."

Mary remembered how she felt, and she could see Bob was keen on the idea, but could she go through with it? She had been naked in front of everyone. She had allowed some of the guys to touch her; some had taken liberties, but allowing herself to be fucked while a crowd sat around watching--she was not sure. She guessed it might be exciting, but it was well out of her comfort zone.

He looked at her. "Well, what have you decided?"

She looked at him. She could see he was keen. She had heard that some guys liked to see their partner having sex with another guy. Was Bob one of them? She had come a long way in the last few weeks starting with stripping in front of a window. Was there anything else, or was this the final frontier?

"Well, if that's what you want," she said. "I guess I could use some relief. I can already feel myself getting wet."

Bob grinned, pulling her up from her seat. "Let's go and get you well and truly fucked."

Mary's legs were shaking as they made their way across to the Magnus Productions stand. She was still not sure that she could go through with it, but Bob's encouragement only added to her feeling of need.

A show had just ended and the men were filing out. The director saw Mary and smiled. "Come over to visit us again, have you? Fancy joining in?"

Mary looked at Bob. He grinned. "She's fancying having a go?that is if you can use her."

"That right?"

Mary nodded. "Yes, the last guy I was working with didn't need me so I came over to see if you could use me for anything."

The guy looked at Mary. "From what I can see of you, I can certainly use you. I'd like to use you myself, but I'm afraid I have to direct the show. Jerome is doing the next show and I'm sure he will make very good use of you."

Mary felt herself shaking again. Had she gone too far this time? Still, it was too late now to back out. He took them over to the door where a queue was already forming for the next showing and told the guy to let them through. "If you want to go and get yourself a good seat, I'll take the little lady through and introduce her as Annabelle to Jerome."

Jerome turned out to be the black guy she had seen earlier when she was here. He was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts and she could already see the bulge. She remembered the size of his cock and shuddered at the thought. The director left them together saying that he needed to get things started. "Jerome will tell you how we work it."

He turned out to be a nice guy. He offered her a glass of wine and smiled when she wrinkled her nose as she drank it.

"If it tastes a little funny," he said, "it's because I've put a little something in it. Keeps me perky and you will find it will make you feel randy." He grinned. "It helps. You will find it's not easy for you the first time with all those guys watching and being so close."

Mary was already feeling more than a little turned on by the whole situation, and now with whatever was in the wine, she was feeling more than ready.

"Let's see what's on offer, honey."

Mary looked at him puzzled.

"The body, babe; let's see the body."

Now she understood. She undid the belt of her robe and spread it open. His eyes lit up as he looked her up and down, nodding slowly. "That's some nice body," he said. "I think I am going to enjoy myself tonight." Mary smiled at his comment, but she still had that uneasy feeling.

Outside she could hear the crowd moving in and the director speaking to them.

"He gives them a little chat first and picks two or three of them to be cameramen. Then we go out and put on a show for them.

Jerome listened at the doorway. Then he smiled and turned to her. "Okay, Annabelle, that's our cue; lets get out there." He held out his hand and led her into the studio.

Mary was shaking and Jerome could feel this. "Don't worry, babe. Don't think about them. Just enjoy yourself."

She smiled a weak smile. It was okay for him, but this was something she had never experienced before. The director introduced them to the audience, and then explained again what would be happening. Mary looked around for Bob and was surprised to see him sitting on the front row. What surprised her more was that he was holding a professional looking video camera, as were the two guys beside him. My God, she thought, he's going to be one of the camera men!

"Okay, Annabelle and Jerome, let's get things rolling," the director called out.

Jerome looked at Mary. "Are you ready?" he asked.

"As ready as I will ever be," she said with a slight nod of her head.

Bob and the other two guys stood up as Jerome reached out and began to untie the belt of her robe. He eased it off her shoulders and it fell to the floor. There were murmurs of approval as her naked body was exposed. Jerome reached out and began to caress her breasts, squeezing her already hard nipples. A couple of the camera guys got in for close ups. He then moved her back towards the large bed and sat her down. He eased her legs apart, exposing her totally. He ran a finger over her exposed pussy lips, parting them slightly. The camera guys struggled for position. Mary knew from her own visit to the show previously that every intimate detail was being shown on the screens above her.

She tried to put the crowd out of her mind and concentrate on what Jerome was doing to her. He had two fingers inside her working them in and out. She could feel she was wet. She closed her eyes and leaned back on her hands. At least now in her own little world, she began to feel herself responding--the first slight signs of her muscles responding. "Move back up onto the bed, babe." The sound of Jerome's voice brought her back to the present. She eased herself up onto the bed. Jerome smiled down at her. Then in one swift movement, he pushed down his boxers. There were a few whistles and comments when his cock came into view.

He climbed up onto the bed and positioned himself on his knees above Mary. He was almost sitting on her breasts and his monster that was already erect was inches from her face. He grinned as he took it in his hands and ran it over her lips.

"You're gonna suck on this nice and hard, babe. Give them camera guys a good show."

Mary quite enjoyed oral, but this guy was big. How would he feel down her throat? There was only one way to find out. She reached over and wrapped her fingers around it. Well, almost. It was too big to get them around it completely; it was hard and warm to the touch. She licked her tongue across the purple helmet before opening her mouth wide and taking it in.

She allowed it to go as deep as she could, almost gagging as it pressed for a moment against the back of her throat. Then she began to suck on it, working it with her tongue. With her free hand, she gripped his testicles, massaging them gently.

Jerome was good. He knew how to treat a newcomer. He allowed her to set the pace, not forcing her. She had begun to lose some of her worries. She was concentrating on her work, putting on a show for the cameras. After a few minutes, he put his hand over hers and made her stop. Then he eased himself out of her mouth. Mary felt a little disappointed, but it was only short lived.

He moved his position astride her and turned facing the other way, then took up a position on his hands and knees. His cock was again above her face and she lifted her head and licked the head. Then she felt him easing her legs apart. She knew where things were going: her favorite oral position, the 69. Sure enough, she felt him go down on her, licking across her pussy. She gripped his cock, and opening her mouth, took it inside again.

This time they began to work in unison. Jerome was thrusting his tongue into her. It seemed to go in so deep, touching every part. She was writhing on the bed, gripping his cock between her hands and working her lips tightly around it. Completely gone were the thoughts of the men around her or the pictures that were being displayed on the screens. Now she was enjoying herself, and she wanted to satisfy this gorgeous black guy as much as she wanted to gain satisfaction from him.

When she felt the first signs of her orgasm, she began to work on him even harder, sucking and licking and working him with her hands. She tried to hold off her orgasm as long as she could. She wanted them to cum together. At last she felt him stiffen his body, and suddenly with a rush, he came. She gagged at first as he filled her mouth, but all thoughts were gone when her own orgasm overcame her.

He withdrew from her and trails of his thick creamy fluid ran from her mouth and dripped down her chin. She fell back onto the bed gasping and swallowing the remains down her throat. Around her she heard the applause of the audience. Jerome removed himself from over her body and lay down beside her. Someone passed them a towel and a glass of fruit juice.

"You've got a great mouth on you, babe," Jerome whispered in her ear. "And in a few moments I'm going to try out that pussy." He reached down and ran his hand over it. "If it fucks as well as it tastes, you are one hell of a babe."

Now that the first rush of excitement was over, Mary was beginning to feel self conscious again. Things had gone much further then she ever had imagined. She had performed a sex act in public, giving a black guy a blow job: even swallowed his cum and allowed him to go down on her while being watched and filmed. Now he was going to fuck her for real.

She trembled. Was it in anticipation, or was it fear of the unknown? What would it feel like to have that monster of a cock inside her body? It was far bigger than she had ever experienced before. She had seen him with the other model, fucking her. Now it was her turn to experience it. Would it be pleasure or pain?

They sat up, finished their drinks, and passed the glasses back to an assistant. As Jerome helped her to wipe herself down, he leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "How do you want it, babe? Front or back?"

She shook her head. "I don't do anal."

He grinned. "I meant missionary or doggie?"

"I prefer doggie if I get the choice," she said. She had to smile to herself. Here she was discussing with a black guy which way she was to be publicly fucked.

"Fine by me," Jerome said with a big grin. "Gives me a chance to squeeze those jugs."

"You two ready?" the director asked.

Jerome nodded. "Ready and raring to go."

The director instructed Mary how to position herself so that the audience and the cameramen could get the best view of the action. She saw Bob positioned in front of her, viewing her through his camera. He looked up and winked at her. "Have fun," he said with a grin.

She felt Jerome position himself behind her. She shuddered slightly as she felt him rub his cock up against her pussy. Then he was opening her up with his fingers and inserting the head of his cock. She was glad she was still well lubricated. He gripped her thighs and slowly eased himself inside her body. She gasped as she felt him stretching her. Was she going to be able to take him? Working gently, he worked himself deeper and deeper. She was sure she could take no more, but still she did. She had never been filled like this.

Then gently and slowly he began to fuck her. As the initial fear left her, she began to relax and enjoy the sensation. Around her the audience was urging him on. He increased his speed and she felt her breasts begin to swing with the motion of her body. Then she felt them being gripped as he took one in each hand, gently squeezing her flesh and tweaking her hard nipples.

He was a master at his art, bringing her to the brink time and time again. Her body was bathed in perspiration. She was gasping and pleading with him, and finally he relented; she climaxed with a scream. It was a sensation like she had never felt before. She was a little disappointed when he suddenly withdrew, and she felt his juices splash over her body as she collapsed onto the bed amid cheers from the audience.

She lay on the bed breathless as she heard the audience leaving the studio. Someone put her robe over her, and the harsh lights were switched down.

"You okay, babe?" she heard Jerome whisper in her ear. She nodded. "You were a good fuck," he said. "We'll have to get together again sometime."

She smiled to herself. He was right there; one time with this guy was certainly not enough for her. Now she wanted more.

At last she managed to sit up on the bed and wipe herself down. She looked across to see Bob sitting on the empty front row. He smiled at her, and she wondered if he had enjoyed it as much as she had. The director came over and thanked her. "If you ever think of taking it up professionally, come along and see me. I will always be able to find you some work." He smiled. "Oh, and by the way, when I've edited up the stuff that's been taken today, I'll send you a copy. If you let me use it, I'll pay you, but I won't do anything with it without your permission."

She still felt her legs were a little shaky when she tried to stand up and Bob came over to assist her. She said her good-byes to Jerome and the crew and they made their way out into the emptying hall. By the time they got to Jerry's office, she was beginning to feel okay again although she was feeling a little tender between her thighs. She needed a shower, but she would have to wait till they got back to the hotel.

Bob was quiet for the first part of the journey. She wondered what he was thinking. "Was it what you expected," she finally asked him.

He turned and smiled at her. "It was better. It was such a turn on to see you together with a black guy. He was so big."

She grinned. "You don't have to tell me; I was worried he was going to tear me apart."

They both laughed.

Don't miss the next and last part, when Mary discovers who the blackmailer is when she gets her final assignment.