Greg was first out to meet her. “That was fantastic, Kate!” He was beaming with pleasure. “Well done!”
“Yes, well done!” Jan handed her a towel and Kate began to wipe the semen from her face and breasts. “Actually dear, it’s all in your hair too. If I were you, I’d go and have a shower.”
Kate slipped on her white housecoat and headed towards the villa. I had to speak to her, if only to reassure her. Or was I deluding myself? Perhaps it was because I needed her reassurance! In any event I made up my mind to follow her but I decided to leave it a few minutes so that it would not be obvious.
“And you too Tom. Good work!” Greg exchanged high fives with him.
Tom nodded as he took the bottle of water from me. “Work? No, I couldn’t really call that work; that was sheer pleasure!” He turned to me with a mock gasp of horror. “I forgot! You’re a reporter. That last comment was off the record!” He did have a warm smile. “Are you picking up
some good information for your report?"
“Will you two excuse me?” Greg said, “I need to prepare for this afternoon’s shoot.”
“Sure! Greg." He raised his hand to him. "So Joe, what did you think?”
“Well, I read somewhere or other that good porn is when someone watching it would love to be in the position of the performer. On that basis, I would have loved to be in your shoes…er… I know you didn’t have any shoes on, but you know what I mean.”