by Helen Cooper
“Unzip my pants. Now.”
She reached over to him and unzipped his pants.
“Pull my cock out.” He barked.
“What?” She shivered with pleasure and shock.
“You heard me.”
She slowly reached into his pants and pulled his cock out through his boxer shorts.
“You know what do to next.” He spoke softly and looked her in the eyes as if to challenge her.
Alice stared at him and felt her hands moving up and down his length. He hardened within seconds and she felt a surge of power run through her. She adjusted her seatbelt and then bent her head into his lap, taking him into her mouth.
“Oh fuck, yes Alice.” Oliver moved his seat back a little bit so that she could have easier access. Alice bobbed up and down on his lap and took as much of him into her mouth as she could.
“Hurry up, we are nearly there.” Oliver barked out at her as he moaned. She sucked the tip of his cock hard and then bobbed up and down faster and faster. He was parking the car when he came and she felt his warm solution in her mouth.
“Lick it all up.” He grinned down at her. “I can’t afford to have anything on my new suit.” She licked him clean and swallowed. She was surprised at how much she enjoyed herself.
“Good girl.” He pulled her up from his lap and kissed her roughly while squeezing her nipples. She moaned at his touch and unconsciously spread her legs. He reached in-between them and rubbed her clit before sticking two fingers into her. She knew he felt how wet she down there, She moaned as he fingered her and then withdrew his fingers.
“Sorry my dear. It’s time for us to go in.” He pulled back from her and opened his door and got out. He walked around to open her door as she adjusted her dress. He ran his hands over her hair as she got out of the car to smooth it out.
“Have I told you how sexy you are Alice?” His words sounded as smooth as silk but Alice still delighted in them.
“Thanks.” She smiled up at him knowing that she was on a crazy rollercoaster of a ride that may crash before she had time to get off of it.
Chapter 3
Oliver walked ahead of her and she followed behind him trying to stay up right in her heels. He waited at the entrance and ushered her in.
“Keep up Alice.” He looked at her smugly and they made their ways into the restaurant. She had never been here before; it looked like a good ol boys club. The walls were made of wood paneling and the tables were spaced pretty far apart. The lights were also dimmed really low.
“What restaurant is this?” She inquired of him but he ignored her.
“My assistant and I are here to meet Maribel Gold.” Oliver spoke to the Maitre’D and followed him into one of the rooms. She followed behind him and paused at the entrance to the room as she saw Oliver walk up to the lady at the table, presumably Maribel and kiss her. She glowed as she kissed him back and Alice could see that she was extremely happy to see Oliver. She was also extremely beautiful: tall and blond and skinny. Oliver held out her seat and then sat down. Alice just stood there watching them and feeling embarrassed.
“Alice come.” Oliver called her over to the table. Alice walked up slowly not sure what to do, there wasn’t another seat at the table and she wasn’t sure if she should go and look for one and bring it over.
“There’s no seat.” She looked at Oliver in confusion.
“You don’t need to sit.”
“Oh.”
“Take our drink order.”
“What?” She stared at him as he gazed at her with no emotion in his eyes.
“I’ll have a sex-on-the-beach please.” Maribel giggled as she gave Alice her order.
“We can make that happen tonight if you want Maribel.” Blake smiled at her and rang his fingers up her arm.
“Oh Oliver, you devil.” Maribel giggled again and Alice fought the urge to slap her across the face.
“I’ll have a gin and tonic. Go and place the orders Alice.”
She looked at him blankly, not sure what sort of game he was playing. “What’s wrong with her Oliver? Is she mute?” Maribel spoke loudly while pointing at her.
“I’m not a mute. If you thought I was, why would you speak an order to me.” Alice spoke sharply to Maribel.
“Oh Oliver, who is this shrew? Get another waitress, I don’t like this one.”
“Excuse me a second Maribel.” Oliver got up and grabbed Alice’s arm and took her into another room that was unoccupied.
“What are you doing?” Alice screeched, though she was secretly happy that they were not in front of Maribel.
“No Alice, what are you doing? Why did you speak rudely to my date?” Oliver hissed at her.
“Maybe because she called me a mute and gave me her drink order like I was the help.”
“You are the help Alice.” He snarled at her.
“What are you talking about? I’ve never even been to this place before. I don’t work here.” Alice shouted at him.
“You are my assistant Alice. Remember I told you earlier that you will do any and everything I ask of you.”
She looked at him confused, “But I thought…”
He interrupted her. “You thought I only meant sexually? Oh Alice, I want a lot more from you than just your body. Sex, that I can get anywhere.” He looked at her in distaste and Alice bit her lip to fight the tears that were threatening to fall.
He walked away from her and said, “Go and get us our drinks and come back with two menus.”
She stood there deciding whether or not to leave. She didn’t understand what game he was playing. She stood there for a second when another girl walked up to her.
“Hey, first day?” The girl looked at her sympathetically.
“Excuse me?” Alice looked at her confused.
“This place, “ the girl waved her arms. “It’s a private restaurant for bigwigs in Hollywood. “
Alice looked at her blankly. “Ok.”
She leaned towards me. “It’s a restaurant and sex club. They bring us here to serve them food and then fuck them.”
“What?” Alice looked at her in shock.
“Yeah. Sick right?” She grins. “I’ve been coming here for 3 months now. You can’t see him but I’m here with a very famous singer.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yeah. Right now he’s eating dinner with his wife. I’m serving the food.” She grinned. “But I’ll be the dessert.”
Alice gasped. “You’re okay with that?”
She shrugged. “I wanna be a singer. He’s helping me get a contract. We do what we got to do right?
“I guess.” It suddenly dawned on me that I was no different than this girl. I was doing unspeakable things just to be an assistant writer. Who was I to judge her?
“It’s all about control for these men. He has me act like his maid then he fucks me when he is ready. It’s a power trip for them.”
“Yeah.” I think as she speaks. It was true. Oliver wanted everything on his time, at his pace. He hated losing control.
“Anyways good luck. Hopefully we will both hit it big quick.” The girl grinned at her and rushed out. “Anyways better go, I’m sure their chicken is drying out waiting to make it to the table.”
Alice watched the very attractive girl run to the kitchen to go and collect the dishes and she knew that she wasn’t willing to just act like a servant and a whore to get to where she wanted to be. Alice had been in love with Oliver Park for years but the man he was was not the man she had thought he was. The man that talked about the orphanage had struck a chord in her heart and she thought that maybe somewhere deep inside there was a man who could be the man she admired. But he was never going to change if people like her didn’t speak up to him.
A plan hatched in her mind and her breath caught. She didn’t know if she could go through with it but she knew it was worth a try. She went to fetch the menus and then walked back to the table. She walked back into the room and handed Maribel her menu and then w
alked behind Oliver and brushed her breasts against his shoulder as she handed him his menu.
“Would you like an appetizer folks?” Alice smiled sweetly at them. She could feel Oliver looking at her with shrewd eyes but she kept her face turned towards Maribel.
“Oh, no. Of course not. I’m just going to have a salad.” Maribel looked at her in disgust as if it were a sin for her to even suggest anything more than that.
“What about you Sir?” Alice turned towards Oliver and smiled. She stroked his shoulder and then accidentally nudged his silverware on the floor.
“Oops,” She smiled and bent down to pick the silverware up. While she was still on the floor she reached her hand in between Oliver’s legs and rubbed his groin, she heard him gasp before he grabbed her hands tightly.
“What are you doing?” He hissed softly.
“Nothing Sir.” She smiled sweetly at him as he let her hands go and ran her hands over his chest. “Just wiping away some dust sir.” She stepped back before he could grab her again.
“So just 2 salads for the two love birds?” She beamed at them and tried to hold in a laugh as Maribel beamed at her.
“That’s fine.” Oliver spoke quietly but she could see the anger in his eyes.
“I’ll go and order it now.” She turned around and walked away and almost hissed in glee when she felt Oliver’s hand on her back as she walked out. He pushed her into the empty room again and hissed.
“What the hell do you think you are doing?”
“Huh?” She looked at him blankly. “I’m just going to put your order in Sir, like a good assistant.”
“Don’t give me that.” He pushed her up against the wall and she felt his hardness in her stomach.
“I’m just doing my job Oliver.” She looked up at him innocently while pushing her breasts into his chest.
“Oh yeah?” He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him. She could feel the excitement and want run through her.
“Yes.” She stared back at him and didn’t react as he pulled her top down, letting her breasts spring free. He bent his head down and started sucking on her nipples and she dug her fingers into his back.
She felt him unzip himself and gasped as he whipped his cock out and plunged it into her.
“Oh fuck, your pussy feels so good.” He exclaimed as he pushed himself into her.
She bit down into his shoulder to stop her screams as he moved in and out of her faster and faster. He slammed into her one last time and grunted as he came. She opened her eyes and looked at him as he withdrew from her, put her down and zipped himself up.
She smiled at him softly as he just stared at her. “What are you doing to me?” He groaned.
“Nothing Sir?” She stilled at his look. “Shall I go and place the order for you and your date.”
“Shit.” He looked at her with a snarl. “I forgot about Maribel.”
“That’s not good sir.” She looked at him in concern but inside felt a surge of happiness.
“This wasn’t meant to happen.” He looked at her in anger.
“It wasn’t?” She cocked her head at him.
“Not now it wasn’t. Not until we ate and I was ready.” He walked away from her and back into the room with Maribel. Alice stood there for a second, not sure what to do. It wasn’t but a minute before Oliver came back and grabbed her arm.
“Come on, we’re going.”
“What? What about Maribel?” She looked at him confused.
“She’s fine. I told her I’d give her a bit part in my next movie. Let’s go.” He marched out of the restaurant and she followed behind him. He was standing next to the Mercedes fuming. “Don’t you ever do that again, do you hear me?”
“Do what?” She stared at him a little scared. He looked furious.
“Try and make a fool of me.”
“What?”
“You tried to embarrass me in front of my date.”
“What?”
“Did you want to have me come in front of my date Alice?”
“What?”
“You grabbed my cock Alice. What were you going to do next? Whip it out and suck me off underneath the table?”
“No.” Yes, she thought to herself, delighted at the effect she had had on him.
“I should take you right here, right now.” Oliver came within inches of her and reached out and squeezed her breast. He bent down and whispered in her ear. “I should bend you over my car in this parking lot and pull your skirt up and fuck you so everyone could see.”
She swallowed hard in anticipation.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you?” He pulled her towards him and pushed her into his car. He bent down and kissed her hard biting her lips.
“Get in the car.” He opened the door and pushed her in. “We do this according to my rules Alice. You can’t change the rules. Do you understand?”
“Yes.” She looked at him wanting to break through his harsh exterior.
“Why did you become an actor Oliver?”
“Huh?”
“Why did you become an actor? I’ve always wondered.” She looked out the window, as she spoke not wanting him to see how important it was for her to find out.
“I wanted to perfect the art of being fake. I wanted to look happy when I was angry and look angry when I was sad. I wanted to create an illusion.”
“You do it well.” She turned to face him. “Really well.”
He laughed harshly. “That was the plan.”
“What happened to your entourage?” She changed the subject abruptly.
“Entourage?”
“When I saw you that first weekend. You were with a bunch of guys and models.” She tried not to sound jealous when talking of the models.
“Oh, the wannabe’s.” He laughed. “They partied with me that night. They are just hoping I’ll put them in my next movie.”
“Oh.” She paused.
“What Alice?”
“I just wondered. Do you have any friends?”
He laughed, a deep rough sound. “Friends? I have money, power, and looks. Who needs friends? I can buy friends.”
“No, you can’t buy true friends.” She spoke softly, suddenly sad for this man she had admired for years.
“Aren’t you my friend Alice?” He looked at her, his eyes shining with emotion. She felt her breath catch.
“Yes. I want to be.”
“Well, I bought you didn’t I? I bought your friendship and your pussy.”
She gasped. “You are a despicable human being Oliver Park.”
“But you are still here with me.”
“I don’t know why.” She mumbled while trying to hold back tears.
“You owe me Alice.”
“I owe you what?” She glared at him.
“Maribel’s dad is John Gold. He owns the largest computer chip company in the States. I promised him I’d take care of his little girl because he is financing my new movie.”
“And?”
“And you made me leave her in that restaurant all alone. She thought she was going to spend the night in my bed.”
“You were going to sleep with her?” Alice looked at him in shock.
“Of course. She’s gorgeous. Why wouldn’t I?” He stared down at her with a devilish look in his eyes.
“Because.” She mumbled, unable to voice the words in her mind.
“Because what Alice.”
“Nothing.” She turned away from him.
He pulled up to her apartment complex and parked. “If we are going to go any further Alice, I need to know that you understand the rules.”
“The rules?” There were those words again. Alice didn’t really know what he was talking about. She had already accepted his proposition.
“Yes, there are rules for our kind of relationship Alice. And I don’t think you understand them. I don’t want you to get hurt.”
“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Alice wanted to jump out of the car and run to
her room. She needed to think, to decide whether this was worth it. She was no shrink, she couldn’t fix Oliver and she didn’t want to get burnt trying.
“I want you to be my assistant Alice. I want to make you scream my name as you come in my office. I want you to help me write this screenplay and rejoice with me when we get nominated for an Academy Award but you need to understand what your duties will be and what lines can not be crossed. Do you understand?” He looked at her gravely.
