Chapter 4
"Any calls, Miss Kelly?" Sid asked, walking through the outer office.
"The head writer wanted to know how Don liked the new script," Miss Kelly answered. She was in her early forties. A nice, efficient secretary that took care of most of Sid's business. She wore her hair back in a knot and was usually serious. She was an attractive lady that few people ever noticed because of her attitude and the way she dressed. Her business mannerisms turned most men off.
"I'll call 'em right now. Hold all my calls will you, Miss Kelly. Everyone except Don, of course," Sid said, entering his office.
"Of course," Miss Kelly quipped.
"Come on in, Pat," Sid called out. She had gone to her desk for something.
Pat entered Sid's office and closed the door. Sid locked the thick, mahogany door and walked over the thick carpet to the telephone.
Sid dialed three numbers on his phone. He waited a moment, then spoke. "Hi, this is Sid. Don loved it. You did a beautiful job quick. Thanks, Norm. See you at run-through," he said, then hung up the receiver. "Come here, pretty girl. Let me see what you can do." Sid's attitude changed. He was a human being now instead of a calculating businessman.
"You still haven't fired your script girl, Sid. That worries me. What if she shows up on the set today and I'm there too? I would be embarrassed," Pat spoke as she walked around behind the desk. She sat on the arm of the chair and put her arm around Sid.
Sid leaned forward and reached for the phone.
He dialed three numbers and waited. "Hi, this is Sid from the Melton show. Fine, how are you?" He listened a moment. "Got a favor I want to ask ... you know Mary Thompson, my script girl? Well, I have another girl I want to use now and wondered if you could find a place for Mary?" Sid listened, putting his arm around Pat's waist. She had strong, firm thighs that excited him. He patted her hips solidly as he listened on the phone.
Pat watched with acute intensity. If she could only land this job! "Find another job for her ... please!" she thought as she sat on the arm of the chair.
"That's good. I'll call her and tell her to come on over," Sid remarked. "Thanks again ... uh huh ... goodbye." He hung up the receiver. "They have an opening for her today. I'll have to call her now and get that all straightened out," Sid said, dialing three more numbers.
Pat smiled. Her whole body tingled with excitement as she thought about her new job. It had been a long time happening, but it had been worth it! Script girl on the Don Melton Show!
"Hello, Reva? Sid. Listen honey, I got you a better job on the Carol Williams show. That's right, go on over there after lunch. I talked to the producer a few minutes ago. That's right. Good luck to you, Reva. Bye-bye," he said, then hung up the receiver. "Now, where was I?"
"You were wondering about my talents," Pat said, leaning down and putting her open mouth on his. Her wet lips clung to his mouth passionately. She felt his tongue push through her lips into her mouth. She moved her mouth around in a circle, enjoying the hardness of his tongue. Her lips went to the tongue and she began sucking it.
Sid moaned. Her lips were so vibrant and tantalizing! He could already feel them around his cock. He pushed his tongue in and out of her mouth, enjoying every movement she made. He opened his eyes and watched her head move around in a circle, licking and sucking on his mouth. He reached down in her dress, filling his hand with a large, smooth breast. The brassiere was tight and he pushed his hand to get inside and find the nipple. Once having found it he thrilled to the touch of her enormous tits. They felt good to his touch as he squeezed them gently. Pat moaned at his touch. This excited him more to know that she liked what he was doing. She responded by pushing her chest into his hand. Her hand clasped his and she massaged the back of his hand while he pressed on her breast.
Pat reached down and felt the rise in his trousers. It was big and hard. She rubbed it for awhile, squeezing it and holding it tightly. Her hand moved upward to find the zipper. She pulled the zipper down and put her hand inside to feel the cock in the flesh. Pat slid off the arm of the chair and got on her knees between Sid's legs. She pulled the hard-on out of his pants and looked at it. She rubbed the head of it with her palm and stroked the sides gently.
Sid sat back excitedly as he watched her lick the side of his penis. Her educated tongue knew the parts of his cock that excited him the most and she found them. She licked behind the head, then down the sides of his long shaft. Her left hand grabbed the head of his cock and her right went underneath to cradle his testicles. Her mouth worked expertly around and over the hard-on, licking and kissing the sensitive areas with great passion. Finally, she took her hand off the massive muscle and went to the top of the crown with an open mouth and put the cock in her mouth. Her head went around in a tiny circle, sucking brilliantly on the stiff prick.
Sid was in heaven. He lay back in his thickly padded chair and enjoyed this miraculous sensation of Pat giving him head. Her mouth drove him crazy! Everything she touched with it responded like never before. Now she had the whole cock in her mouth, sucking like mad! He thought he would flip, it felt so good. She bobbed up and down on his joint, sucking and sucking!
"Oh, Pat. Don't ever stop ... please!" he moaned, writhing in his private sensual pleasure. His legs and toes tingled with the excitement she was creating. He hunched his hips forward, pushing his man's instrument down her throat.
She took it gladly, sucking harder on it as he fucked her face. She couldn't get enough of his penis in her mouth. She engulfed the whole six inches down her throat and sucked wildly on the throbbing joint. Her cunt ached with passion as she took the prick in her head. She rubbed her knees together, causing her enflamed clitoris to rub against her leg as she kneeled in this position. God! He tasted good! She sucked and moved her head up and down, around and around, thrilling to every thrust of his cock in her mouth.
Sid began to feel faint. The room started to spin. He hadn't been sucked like this before ... ever! She was going to suck his insides out! It felt so good, all he could do was lay back and moan. He watched this expert suck, lick and kiss his prick all at once! She wouldn't stop! He felt like he would scream, it felt so tantalizing! He did. He screamed out in complete pleasure. The whole world was a gigantic cock and it was coming! Sid's balls felt hot when the liquid ejected from the bottom into his screaming hard-on. The hot fluid blasted from his cock into Pat's sucking mouth with a wild convulsion. He held stiff and rigid as his come left his body into her mouth.
"Oh, don't move, Pat. Don't move!" He yelled, holding onto her shoulder.
When Sid came in her mouth, Pat held the whole penis in her mouth and screamed when the hot milk poured into her mouth and down her throat. She screamed and screamed silently as Sid ejected the last of his spunk into her.
The telephone rang.
Sid took a deep breath and went limp. "Shit!" he muttered, disgustedly.
Pat got up and kissed his cheek, then gave him a long hug.
The phone rang again.
"Sid here," he said, limply picking up the receiver. "Yeah, Don. I'll be right down. Give me about fifteen minutes, Okay," Sid spoke weakly, then hung up the receiver.
"I wish you could stay here and see what else I can do," Pat said, lighting a cigarette.
"Good God, if you can do anything better than that, you'll kill me!" he said, standing slowly. He tucked his shirt back in his pants and zipped up the fly. "Go ask Miss Kelly for a script holder for you. We'll stop by Xerox and I'll get a copy of the script."
"You mean, I did get the job?" she said, teasingly. She had satisfied him well and knew it. Not many women knew the tricks she did with a man. She prided herself in the fact that she satisfied a man completely.
"Baby, you are hired!" Sid said with a grin. She made him feel good, not only sexually, but he liked being with her. He would probably leave his wife for this one. No, on second thought, he would stay married and do what he pleased on the side.
"Miss Kelly, Pat is our new script girl. Reva got another job, so would you find a new script-holder and give it to her? Have her name put on it, Thank you," Sid said, walking through the outer office.
Pat walked at his side and smiled to Miss Kelly on their way out.
The stage was busy with excitement. Light men walked around looking up, then moved ladders about to change the lighting effects. Stage hands were practicing moving the sets quickly from one position to the other.
During run-through, they used no orchestra, just a piano player. Many actors and actresses were walking around saying their lines out loud. The make-up men followed them, dabbing at their faces with Kleenex. Hair dressers were next, adjusting their hair, patting it in place and combing some of the ladies hair.
Don sat on the edge of the stage telling stories to some of the secretaries who had come down from upstairs during their lunch break.
There was a noticeable difference between the actresses and the secretaries. Their attitudes were not the same. Their clothing was different. You could quickly tell at first glance a secretary from an actress.
Many of the secretaries brought sandwiches and had their lunch while they watched the run-through. Once a week this took place and many of them wouldn't miss it for the world. Don did the run through the way he wanted to. All of it vulgar and as dirty as he could make it. There were many stories floating around ABS all week about what went on during the 'dirty hour.'
"Places everybody. Quiet on the set ... Places!" the floor director called, walking across the stage with a script in his hand. He had an ear-jack and battery to operate it with hanging on his belt. He looked serious as he walked around, frowning at the people involved in the production.
Don nodded to Sid and Pat when they came into the studio. Sid sat down to the front of the stage to comfort Don before the rehearsal began.
"Did'ja hear the one about the near-sighted snake?" Don asked jovially to the small audience in front of him. "It raped a rope!"
Everyone laughed loudly at this joke.
"Quiet!" the floor manager called out. "Places, everyone. Don, you begin on camera two," he added, with a different tone of voice. Everyone spoke to Don differently. It was his show and that's the way the set-up worked. Be nice to those above you.
The run-through went smoothly. Don was funny and very dirty. The secretaries returned to their work and the cast and crew waited around for notes.
Pat enjoyed the show. She had seen Don a few times when she was in accounting, but now she looked at him in a different way. He was overly nice to her and this did wonders for her ego. She liked being noticed, especially by such a star as Don Melton.
Sid talked with Don awhile in his dressing room about the run-through. Pat was with him.
"Like I said, Sid, I want to change the third act to read like I did it in run-through. It just feels natural that way," Don replied, wiping perspiration from his brow. He had worked hard and was tired. He always put everything he had into every show, even the run-throughs were exhausting for him.
"Okay by me. If you aren't happy with something, it sure won't come off. It's in then, Pat. Mark that change in act three."
"Right," she answered, making the necessary change.
Don looked at her and stared at her body for a moment. He looked at Sid and smiled. He raised his eyebrows and nodded to her with a gesture that Sid knew what he wanted.
Sid gave an 'I don't care' shrug back and winked.
Don moved his eyebrows up and down quickly and grinned. "Would you like to have a drink with me, Pat?"
"Sure. You havin' one, Sid?" Pat answered, unaware of the plan.
"I'll run on upstairs and worry some more. You stay here with Don and get to know him better. I'll see you later on this afternoon," Sid said, rising to leave.
"Take it easy," Don said, waving goodbye from his chair. He was dressed in a dressing gown and was nude underneath.
"See you soon," Pat said, smiling with excitement. This would be the first time she had ever been alone with a star and it thrilled her.
"Scotch alright?" Don asked, going to a portable bar in his dressing room. There were two stuffed chairs and a couch in his bungalow. Tape recorders lined one side of the wall where he listened to himself after each show. The engineer brought them back to him and he could criticize his inflections on the jokes he told. He would sit by the hour listening to himself, criticizing himself ... always trying to improve.
"Sure," Pat answered, rising and looking around his pad. There were movie stars pictures covering one wall, all with special note to Don Melton. Pat read the autographs and sighed with the thought that she had gotten the job and could be close to such important people.
Don came up behind her and reached around in front, handing her the drink. He put his other arm around her and pulled her close to him. He had his arms around her waist and put his head down on top of hers from behind.
Pat was startled. She jumped a little, then figured the whole thing out. It had been a set up for Sid to leave her here with Don! "Groovy! I'll ball him! I have never balled a star before!" she thought to herself. She put her hands on his and placed her cheek against his.
"Are you a good girl?" Don asked, kissing her cheek. He was in his late fifties, but still good looking to the ladies. His wrinkled face showed much character and understanding.
"What's a good girl?" Pat asked, turning to meet the super star.
"A good girl is one that doesn't say 'no.'" he said, his breath coming in short, quick gasps.
He was horny as hell! Pat thought. This will be a push over. "It's according to what you ask," she said, reaching out and placing her open mouth on his. She could feel his hard-on pressing into her stomach as they kissed.
Don was breathing so hard now, he couldn't control it. He didn't see a girl that he liked very often, and consequently didn't swing much. This girl drove him out of his mind just looking at her! He had to have her now! He also hoped he didn't come too quick.
"Let's go over here," he said, trying to hide his hard-on. They walked to the couch and Don sat down. Pat sat beside him. Don turned to kiss her. He put his arms around her and pushed her back on the couch, then climbed on top of her. His heart beat fast and his breath came hard! He was so excited he felt he was going to come ... even before they started to ball!
Pat reached down and grabbed his penis and rubbed it.
Don moaned in ecstasy as she pulled on his throbbing knob.
Pat pulled up her skirt and pushed his cock through the side of her panties into her cunt. She worked the head of it inside, then began to hunch his penis, while Don only breathed hard and let her do all the work. She got his cock all the way inside her and began to hunch back and forth, fucking the comedian, while he lay dormant on top.
Don didn't dare move or he knew he would come. Her cunt felt so good to his joint he didn't want the feeling to be over too soon. She moved back and forth, writhing underneath him while he lay still. He reached up and grabbed a handful of breast and rubbed it passionately.
Pat thought how simple this whole thing was. Here he is a big super star and he can't even fuck her! She had him so excited he would come any minute! She continued humping away at the hardened dick. She found his mouth and stuck her tongue into it, licking his teeth and lips, then sucking on his mouth, moving her head and her ass in a circular motion. It wouldn't be long now!
Don started to move. He hunched forward, then got up on his elbows and began fucking her like he had wanted to. His cock felt so good slipping in and out of her tight pussy! "God! What a woman!" he thought, riding her thighs. He put his hands on the cheeks of her ass and held on, pushing his cock in and out of her ... faster and faster!
"Fuck me! Oh, fuck me, Don! You feel so good. That's it, fuck me harder ... come on, fuck me good! You're the greatest, Don. Fuck me. . .oh, yeah, that's it, FUCK ME!" Pat yelled, her whole body moving in a giant circle. She could feel herself start to come and went wild! She pushed Don up in the air as she fucked back at his hunches. Her hands dug into his back as the orgasm overcame her whole body. "Oh, Don! I came! Fuck me. That's it, fuck me harder..." she screamed, coming again. "Oh, Don!"
Don's cock exploded with come as the orgasm spilled out of his penis into her sucking vagina.
"Oh, my GOD!" was all Don could manage to say. He hadn't come that quickly in a long time. Pat had excited him so intently, he couldn't hold back anything any longer and had come. Now he was relaxed. He lay on top of her, letting his breathing return to normal.
Pat ran her fingers through his hair and kissed his cheek. "That was good, Don. You fucked me well," she whispered in his ear, then kissed him on the mouth passionately.
"Thank you, Pat. You are very kind to an old man," Don said, rising off her body.
"You aren't old ... you're a good lover, how ever old you are," Pat stretched the truth a little.
"Thank you anyway. Next time. I'll be a little more help. You got me so excited just looking at you that I...."
"I know ... " Pat said, kissing his open mouth.