Indulging Her Fantasy

by Cara Addison

  As the sun began to rise, he found peace and finally drifted off to sleep as he decided that pleasing his love would far outweigh the temporary jealousy he might feel as she submitted to her facial.

  * * * *

  Nicholas studied his reflection in the mirror as he pulled the end of his tie through the loop he had crafted and tightened the symmetrical knot at his neckline. “I’d like you to invite Melissa over sometime this week,” he said to Aurora as she toweled off from her shower.

  “You do?”

  He pulled a strand of floss from the dental container. “I do. We need to start making a list of potential shooters.” He began flossing his incisors as casually as he could, even though his heart was pounding in his chest. He glanced at her through the mirror, watching her stand stock-still as water dripped from her curls.

  “W…we do?” she stammered.

  He turned to face her, leaning against the marble vanity. “We do. Plus, we need to pick a time and a place and make all of the logistical arrangements. Surely Movie-Mel can help with all that.” He couldn’t help but notice that her nipples were hard and her breathing had turned shallow.

  She had been staring at the floor, hit with the reality that a bukkake was definitely in her future. Once again, her fantasy was crashing together with reality. She slowly lifted her gaze until her eyes met with his. “We’re really going to do this?”

  He walked toward her. He wanted to take her in his arms, but still wet from her shower, he chose instead to reach out to her. He brushed his fingers across her breast and up her arm to where he cupped her face in his hand. “Yes, Aurora. We are. We’re going to find just the right men for you to stand in front of as they stroke their hard cocks until it’s time for you to kneel for them. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”

  “Yes,” she whimpered with a nod and a kiss to his hand.

  His balls immediately hurt with desire. She hadn’t even hesitated. He knew she was ready. “Call Melissa. We have lots to talk about.” He bent down and kissed her lips and then walked out the door to begin another busy week of work.

  * * * *

  Nicholas was halfway to work before his heart stopped racing. He would much prefer to have pushed Aurora up against the wall and fucked her until she screamed, but his arousal wasn’t the intent of his challenge. He wondered if she were still sitting on the bathroom floor in shock. He picked up his phone and sent her a text.

  Get up off the floor. You’ve got to get to work. He waited a moment for a response.

  I’m up, smartass. I just got into the car.

  Good girl. I’ll see you tonight.

  I love you.

  He smiled at his phone as the car pulled up to his door at Yankee Stadium. He would leave the conversation at that. For now, there was nothing more to be said.

  Aurora wasn’t intentionally being rude, but she was distracted by her thoughts as the driver tried to make small talk with her on the way to the office. She rummaged through her handbag, looking for her phone. It was still early, but she knew Melissa would be up and on her way to the studio. She pressed the call button and waited as the city flashed by out her window.

  “Well good morning,” came the bubbly greeting.

  “Morning, Mel. How is your day going?”

  “Fantastic. We’re just about to start shooting some B-roll for a corporate project. What’s up?”

  “Nicholas and I talked. He’s wondering if you can come by sometime this week.” Aurora listened to the silent pause on the other end of the line.

  “You’re really ready to make this happen?”

  “We are.” Aurora took a deep breath and then added, “I am.”

  “Well, I’m free on Thursday night. I can stop by after work. Would seven o’clock work?”

  “That’s perfect. I’ll let Nicholas know.”

  “Okay, sweetie,” Melissa said with a heavy sigh. “I’m swamped for the next few days, but I’ll get to thinking about how we should tackle this casting call.”

  Aurora smiled to herself. Only Melissa would talk something so intimate as a bukkake and think of it as a production. “You’re the best, Mel. See you soon.”

  For the rest of the trip to the garment district, Aurora was lost in thought. It was happening. Nicholas was helping her make this fantasy come true. She knew that just months ago, she had been horrified at the thought, but over the past weeks, time and the unwavering support from Nicholas had helped her come to grips with her desires. She closed her eyes, trying to imagine the room where her bukkake would take place.

  As the car door opened, she was jolted from her daydream. Time to focus on reality. I have an empire to run.

  The rest of Aurora’s week was spent preparing for the quarterly meeting of the Board of Directors.

  * * * *

  On a beautiful June evening, they sat out on the rooftop patio, sipping wine and martinis as they discussed the bukkake logistics.

  “I did some research, but it would help me if you could run me through a typical bukkake,” Melissa said as she opened her production planner.

  “Research?” Aurora asked nervously. It hadn’t occurred to her that her friend would go to the extreme of watching porn to help prepare.

  Melissa waved her hand in the air. “Trust me, it was nothing compared to the research I had to do before shooting the PSA for genital herpes. That has put me off tapioca for a lifetime.”

  Aurora fought back the need to vomit in her mouth.

  “So,” Nicholas interjected. “On that thought, I’ll give you a quick rundown of how a typical bukkake might go.” He described the various stages to Melissa, who took notes as she simultaneously scribbled on a storyboard.

  “You just can’t help yourself, can you?” Aurora asked as she pointed to the grid of information that would be the basis for the entire production.

  “I’m a movie producer, Aurora. I assume that why I’m here.”

  “Touché.”

  “Okay, let’s talk about location.”

  To Aurora, her question felt as benign as planning a party.

  “Some place discreet, but easy to get to,” Nicholas advised. “Somewhere private where people won’t accidentally stumble in. I think you’ll need a place with several rooms and full washroom facilities, including a shower.”

  Melissa made copious notes. “I’m thinking about a film studio. We can close the set, and no one bothers to ask what’s being filmed.”

  “Oh dear god, we’re not filming this are we?” Aurora croaked.

  “No, sweetie. Figure of speech.”

  “Fuck, that would be hot though,” Nicholas murmured under his breath.

  “How many rooms?” Melissa asked. “One for the main show, one for Aurora to get ready with washroom facilities, and one off stage for the men? Does that sound right?”

  “And someplace for me to stand and watch, where no one can see me,” Nicholas added. Both women looked up at him. “Yes! I want to watch,” he said adamantly. “I’m not going to miss this for the world!”

  “What about lighting?” she asked next.

  “It’s very important,” Nicholas responded. “A bukkake is a very visual event. Shooters will want to see Aurora. I’m not an expert, but I’d say warm, but bright is what you’re going for when it comes to lighting.”

  “How much thought have you put into this?” Aurora asked curiously.

  “A lot,” Nicholas admitted. “I want this to be perfect.”

  “Music?”

  “No, no music,” Nicholas said emphatically.

  Melissa made another series of notes and then took a sip of her wine. Deep in thought, she furrowed her brow. “What happens at the end of bukkake anyway? Does everyone cuddle?”

  Nicholas scoffed and chuckled at her. It was all Aurora could do to keep from spraying wine out her nose at the thoughts.

  Melissa fought back her smile and returned to the task at hand. “Okay. When are you thinking of doing this?”

  Aurora took a
deep breath and exhaled slowly. She looked at Nicholas. “What do you think?”

  “I’m guessing it will take you a few weeks to put all of this together?” he asked Melissa.

  “Three weeks at least. Then, I honestly won’t be available after that. I have to head to the Arctic for the rest of the summer to get this documentary filmed while the snow and ice is low.”

  Nicholas pulled out his calendar. “So that means we’re looking at the second week of July.” He looked at Aurora. “Do you think daytime or evening will be best?”

  “Daytime. That will be easiest for the…the uhm…the men to schedule.”

  Melissa agreed. “Makes sense for the film studio booking, too.”

  “Let’s try for the Thursday afternoon,” Nicholas suggested.

  Aurora checked the calendar on her phone. “That works for me.”

  “Okay, I’ll work on that,” Melissa stated. She made another line of notes before looking up at Aurora. “Okay. How many men?”

  Aurora took a long sip of wine, letting the rich warm liquid trickle down her suddenly parched throat. “Ten or twelve,” she said. “I don’t think I’m comfortable with more than that.”

  “Any specific physical characteristics I should be looking for?” she asked. “Hair color? Eye color? Height?”

  “Big cocks and big loads,” Nicholas said emphatically. “That’s what matters.

  Melissa tapped her pen against her notepad. “I’ll see if I can find a way to phrase that in our messaging.”

  “I’d like them to be in decent shape,” Aurora said sheepishly.

  Nicholas felt that familiar pang of jealousy. “You do?” he asked self-consciously.

  “Yes. I’m not a typical bukkake girl. They’re getting an authentic and elite experience. They should look the part.” She took a sip of wine before looking at Melissa. “Oh my god, what do I wear?”

  Melissa thought about what would look right in the lighting she had planned.

  “You’re the fashion guru,” Nicholas said. “You should know what to wear.”

  “I’m a fashion executive,” she said defensively. “I’m not a fashion designer or wardrobe consultant.” She looked at Melissa for a more helpful response.

  “Not black and not white,” she stated emphatically. “Something vibrant.”

  “Something that flows,” Nicholas added. “A dress that accentuates your chest but isn’t too fitted.”

  Aurora sat up straight in her chair. She had a brilliant idea. “The periwinkle halter dress from…Carmen Marc Valvo,” the girls answered in unison.

  Nicholas looked at one and then the other. “Like twins separated at birth,” he quipped.

  “I’ll see if I can get my hands on one,” Aurora said gleefully. “It’s been in short supply.”

  Melissa reviewed her notes, going over the highlights with Nicolas and Aurora. When she had confirmed all the details, she closed her notepad and sat back to relax. She took a leisurely sip of her wine. “I absolutely love this space, Aurora. You did a fantastic job.”

  Nicholas marveled at the two women who could shift from business mode to leisure mode with the flick of a switch. It was one of the things he loved so much about Aurora. As his dick continued to throb in his pants, he hoped Melissa wouldn’t linger around too long. He had plans for his love and he couldn’t wait to get her naked in his bed.

  * * * *

  Two weeks later, Melissa dropped off an envelope at Aurora’s office. Clearly marked as private and confidential, she left the precious contents with Aurora’s executive assistant.

  Aurora fought the urge to open the sealed packet when she returned from her meeting with the executive teams. Instead, she tucked it away in her handbag to open with Nicholas.

  That evening, as they stood at the kitchen island, Nicholas ripped into the manila package. Abandoning her Cobb salad, Aurora stood next to him as together, they surveyed the list of twenty names that Melissa had sourced.

  Without hesitation, Nicholas scratched a name off the list.

  Alarmed, Aurora asked, “What are you doing?”

  “I’ve golfed with him. He’s an asshole. He’s not going to see you naked.”

  That’s fair. She scanned the list a second time, recognizing a number of names, still unfamiliar with others.

  “How is it that you know so much about a bukkake?” she asked out of the blue.

  “What are you talking about?” Nicholas asked, without shifting his attention from the list of names.

  Aurora leaned against the cabinet and looked at Nicholas intently. “When Melissa was here, you were pretty precise about what you wanted and how my bukkake should go. I’ve been wondering, how did you know about the lighting and staging and music and such?”

  Maintaining his attention on the sheet in front of him, Nicholas shifted uncomfortably. “From watching porn, I guess.”

  He didn’t sound convincing. “You knew from watching porn that a bukkake is a visual experience and that the lighting should be warm and bright?” she queried, repeating his instructions to Melissa.

  Turning away from the names, he sighed heavily. “I was a shooter once.”

  Aurora was not expecting that revelation. “You what?”

  He put his hands on her shoulders. “It was years ago. Long before we met, but yes, I was a shooter in a bukkake.”

  She felt the deep pang of jealousy, but knew she couldn’t be upset about sexual experiences from before they had met. She’d had more than a few of her own dalliances prior to meeting Nicholas. “What was it like?”

  He paused for a moment, gathering his thoughts before he tried to explain the intensely erotic experience. “I can only speak for myself, Aurora, but it was incredible. It was raw and it was animalistic. If I’d had someone as exceptional as you to shoot at, it would have been my utopia.”

  She looked at Nicholas and then at the list. “Do you want your name on here?” she asked as she tapped the piece of paper.

  He smiled warmly and took her in his arms. “No, Aurora. I don’t need to be one of your shooters. This is your special experience. I’ll enjoy it more by watching.”

  She wrapped her arms around his waist and placed her head against his chest. “I love you, Nicholas.”

  “I love you, too,” he said sweetly as he kissed her hair. “Now, do you mind if we get back to the list?”

  Aurora shifted her focus back to the task at hand. She studied the list for several minutes and then tapped another name. “I don’t want this one. He’s a member at the club. It was before you and I met, but he used to hit on me incessantly, even when I asked him to stop.”

  Nicholas put a line of ink through the name.

  A knowing smile crossed Aurora’s lips as she read a familiar name. Now how did Jason Strong make this list? She mused for a moment about what the Morgan Stanley banker might have to offer underneath those tailored pants he always wore. She took the pen out of Nicholas’s hand and put a checkmark beside a half dozen names. She watched as Nicholas checked off four more.

  “That’s ten,” he observed. “I think we should add two or three more.”

  Aurora’s stomach flip-flopped at the thought. “Th…that’s a lot,” she stammered.

  Nicholas retrieved a laptop from his briefcase and began to Google the names he was unfamiliar with. “You want an authentic experience, Aurora. I know you can handle it,” he said as he typed in a name into the search box. A high profile litigator and a pop musician were researched, and then a bureaucrat and a professional hockey player.

  “Those all look acceptable,” Aurora observed, having read their biographies.

  Nicholas crossed two more names off the list as he researched, leaving just two final candidates. As he read the online information for the final men, he eliminated one before putting a checkmark beside the last. He tallied the count. “This gives us fifteen shooters.” He looked at Aurora, who was visibly pale. He took her in his arms and lifted her onto the granite counter. He firmly ki
ssed her lips as his arms ran up her back. Holding her tight, he confidently stated, “You can do this, Aurora. I promise, it will be the most carnal and sensory moment of your life.” He looked into her eyes. They were begging him to take her upstairs to release the sexual anxiety he knew she felt. He was happy to oblige.

  Chapter 19

  Just as they had planned, Nicholas and Aurora arrived at the film studio on the second Thursday of July. It was a warm and sunny day with the heat of the afternoon meeting them as they stepped from the air-conditioned town car and onto the sidewalk. Aurora had insisted they arrive twenty minutes prior to the two o’clock start time in order for her to have enough time to set up and get ready.

  Nicholas knocked on the door of the second story studio that Melissa had arranged for them. As the door swung open, Aurora was relieved to see Melissa standing there, ready to greet them.

  “Oh, thank goodness you’re here,” she greeted her friend with a hug. “It’s good to see a familiar face.”

  Melissa squeezed her friend tight. “Let me give you a quick tour. Then, I have to be off. I have a flight to catch in less than three hours and I still have to stop at the office and pick up all of our gear before we head out to JFK.”

  Melissa led Aurora and Nicholas around the eighteen hundred square foot space with was bright and airy. The large windows were delicately screened to still allow for some natural light, while maintaining privacy. With empty garment racks lining the back wall of exposed brick, Aurora knew that this space much regularly be used for fashion shoots. For a fleeting moment, she wondered if F-Five had ever booked the space.

  As Aurora and Nicholas stood in the middle of the room, Melissa flicked the switch to illuminate the room.

  “This is perfect,” Nicholas said as he took a step back to admire Aurora in the light. “You’ve nailed it, Melissa. This is warm and comfortable with perfect lighting.”

  “Thank you,” she said graciously. “Let me show you to your ready room.”