“As long as it’s not that wretched man, what was his name again? Oh, Malcolm. If that man leaves a message for me one more time to speak with him directly, I’ll have to speak to Arthur about him.”
I smirked. “Oh, don’t worry about Malcolm. I’m taking care of it.”
A mischievous glint appeared in Eli’s gaze.
“Really? Please do tell. I may be too old for you, but I’m not too old for a little mischief.”
It would appear that Eli and I were going to get along just fine.
Chapter Nine
Chase
“I think last night went really well, don’t you?” I asked Todd for about the thirtieth time. We’d called for lunch at a small café in Brooklyn before we headed back to the studio.
“I’ve already told you my answer.” Todd exhaled. “It was a great night but it’s extremely early.”
“I already love Haley,” I said. “Instalove. The minute I met her, just like I did with you.”
“We dated other women for three months before we got together.” Todd rolled his eyes.
“Only because I was too scared to approach the dark, brooding male, who I presumed was straight as a ruler. Had I known you were interested I’d have had your cock in my mouth within a minute of meeting you.”
He’d heard this all before, but I was telling the truth. Haley was special. I felt it. We’d known her for a few months now as a friend and now she was becoming more than that.
“I really hope it works out because I’m over trawling Club S for pussy,” I told Todd. “I’m almost thirty. I’m getting too old.”
“So, the fact I’m thirty-one means I should have stopped by now then. Put myself into sex club retirement?” Todd raised an eyebrow.
“Oh, you know what I mean. You have the stamina for things, the determination. I’m bored and over it all. We meet someone, half the time they lie about their true identity. We very rarely see them again. Sometimes one of us likes them and the other doesn’t. In the meantime, people are watching and getting their rocks off while we try to enjoy ourselves. I used to find it hot, but now I’m jaded. I’m a jaded bisexual man, Todd. I want to come home at night to my man, and our woman. Maybe travel, have a family.
He clasped my hand. “It’s what we both want. It will come with time. I was over Club S a long time ago. I just don’t want you to scare Haley off. You know how full on you get.”
“But that’s who I am. There’s no point me pretending to be someone else. The relationship needs, to be honest from the start.” I sniggered. “Well, apart from the bit where we show Malcolm around the studio.”
“That sniveling suck-up bastard is going to get everything he deserves.” Todd’s voice dripped with venom, but it told me all I needed to know about Haley. He deeply cared for her too.
Saturday morning was the day we’d arranged for Malcolm to visit the studio. There was no way we were allowing him to come to our real place of business so instead, we gave him the address of the brownstone we’d rented for the week to film a new set of movies. We liked to think ours were more sophisticated pornos with a storyline, though I imagined even though we spent hours making sure we had the best movie possible, most viewers probably skimmed past the whole introductory phase and went straight to the pussy shots. Our small team was already there with everything set up. The bedroom was filled with camera equipment, and the bed made. Our actors for the day Guy, Angie, and Rod (not his real name, but named for a reason) were in the kitchen, along with half the crew, enjoying a bit of breakfast before filming started. I’d had a word with Rod, told him what I had planned for Malcolm and with the promise of a bonus he shrugged his shoulders, totally on board with the plan. I guess it was just another cock to him.
Haley had arranged to meet Malcolm for the ‘studio tour’, and just after eleven, I heard a cab pull up outside the house. A few minutes later the doorbell rang and I went to answer it. The show was on the road.
“Welcome to the shoot.” I shook both their hands. “Please come in. Everyone is grabbing some breakfast. I’ll quickly show you around, tell you what to expect and then feel free to get a coffee and watch the action.”
Haley gave me a secret wink, whereas Malcolm’s eyes were wide as he took in the townhouse.
“Not what you were expecting?” I narrowed an eye at Malcolm while trying my best to keep a friendly tone.
“I honestly didn’t expect movies to be filmed somewhere so, well, nice. I kinda thought it would be in some seedy basement apartment somewhere.”
“All our shoots take place in the best surroundings and our crew and actors are looked after the best we can. We run a company with a fabulous reputation.”
“Oh, yes, I wasn’t insinuating-“
I cut him off. “Let me show you around, as we really need to get on with the shoot. Time is money.”
I walked them around the townhouse. On the parlor level, there was an enormous living room with a stained quarter sawn white oak floor throughout. Underfloor heating throughout the house meant our actor's feet wouldn’t get cold during all the standing around. High ceilings and tall windows, along with the cream painted walls meant the house was bright, airy and perfect for filming. The bedroom we were in today was perfect. A large room with the bed situated at the top, with ample floor space around for all the cameras.
After Haley and Malcolm had grabbed a coffee, we went through to the bedroom to make a start. An hour later our actors were still acting out the beginning scenes of a housewife being caught in the bedroom looking out at the hunky gardener and were still fully dressed, something we expected having made so many movies, but our two guests were shuffling around on their feet appearing quite bored.