Chapter 10: On Screen

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"Cut"

A hoarse voice called out, and a flurry of activity commenced, working systematically like an ant army around the studio. The middle-aged director approached the actor's crew with a wide smile. Sean initially felt a bit nervous when the director called for a stop in shooting, but seeing the big smile on his face helped calm his turbulent emotions.

"Good job, everyone, and I must say... you did a great job with that little trick of yours," the director said, turning to Sean. He patted Sean's shoulder with a jubilant smile, expressing his happiness that the first shot of the scene went smoothly at the beginning of the day. Perhaps there would be some good luck, and there wouldn't be any problems during today's shoot. He then proceeded to the assistant director and whispered something in his ear.

Initially, the director of the TV show "Home Improvement" was short on actors for the waiter's role and had to make a rushed decision due to the deadline. He didn't have time to assess their acting abilities, so he chose Sean based on his appearance. After all, it was just a minor role, and if Sean performed poorly, his screen time would be reduced to mitigate any damage to the scene. However, Sean surprised the director with his acting skills, so he gave him slightly more screen time than originally planned. Although Sean's acting was still a bit rough around the edges, it was sufficient for a minor role on a TV show.

Sean felt a wave of relief and excitement wash over him, reminiscent of his first stage play. After the debacle of the previous evening, his mind was a jumbled mess. However, the morning workout and a jog in the park with Polk significantly improved his mood.

The assistant director approached Sean with a small smile and informed him that he needed to meet with the financial department after today's scene was shot.

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Sean walks out of the studio with a satisfied smile on his face. He slips his hand into his pocket and feels the texture of the bank check, a payment of $300. It's the highest paycheck he has ever received in both of his lives for a single day's work.

The first thing he does is head to the bank to transfer the money to his debit card. Then, he calls a person he will like to celebrate with tonight for his first paycheck as an official actor, suggesting they meet at a café. After the incident at the club last night, he's starting to develop a phobia towards such places.

As he drives home in his second-hand Ford LTD, he hums along to the song "Stereo Hearts" with a slight smile on his face.

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Sean ascended the stairs, his footsteps echoing in the hallway. Suddenly, he heard raised voices coming from one of the apartments upstairs.

"Please, Ms. Waters, I assure you I'll be able to pay in a few days." As he reached his floor, he couldn't help but overhear the pleading words coming from the opposite end of the hallway.

"I've had enough of your promises. Pack up and leave, or I'll call the police!" Ms. Waters' impatience was evident in her voice.

Desperation filled the air as a visibly exhausted and beautiful woman stood at the door, earnestly pleading with Ms. Waters.

Sean couldn't help but feel a mix of sympathy and shame. He had once speculated, out of boredom, that the woman might be involved in the sex trade, but now he realized that his assumption was incorrect.

"Now! Right now!" Ms. Waters issued an ultimatum.

Startled, Sean turned to look but only caught a glimpse of the woman's back as she entered the room. He briefly considered following her but hesitated, deciding to wait outside instead.

The woman remained with her back to Sean, her head lowered, clutching her arm with trembling hands. It was clear that she had nowhere else to go and likely had limited financial resources.

After a few minutes of silence, Sean blurted out, "If you have nowhere else to go... you can stay at my apartment."

Surprised, the woman turned her head, displaying both vigilance and a hint of astonishment.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, Sean scratched his head, wondering why those words had come out so naturally, as if he had been preparing to say them for a while.

He quickly gestured for her to wait, retreated into his room, gathered some belongings, picked up Polk, and returned.

"Don't worry, I'll find a motel. There are clean bedsheets in the small cupboard that you can use, or you can use your own if you prefer." Sean tossed the key to her.

"Why... why are you doing this?" the woman asked, her surprise and confusion evident.

"Perhaps..." Sean paused, contemplating for a moment. "Because I've been in a similar situation before, and no one was there to help me." For a brief moment, Sean's eyes reflected a mix of emotions, but he quickly snapped out of it.

With a wry smile, he waved his hand and headed downstairs without looking back. He knew he was acting on impulse, driven by his own past experiences, but who hadn't felt the desire to be generous at times? It felt good to lend a helping hand.

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After arriving at the motel, Sean takes a shower and prepares himself for the night.

[Sometime later]

At Les Deux Cafes,

The outdoor bar and dining area boasts a tiled fireplace and plastic walls that can be rolled down in case of bad weather. Inside the dining room, the walls are adorned with dark honey-colored wood wainscoting. The kitchen has a black wood grid design reminiscent of Charles Rennie Mackintosh. Some tables are strategically placed in corners, offering more privacy. The lighting is tasteful and subdued.

Sean waits at a table in the corner, observing as people gradually arrive. Then he spots a young woman in her early twenties. Her blonde hair is styled in curls, and she wears a chic turtleneck, a slim green shirt that accentuates her beautiful curves. Her Cafe Au Lait-colored skirt clings sensually to her hips, and black lace stockings enhance the allure of her long legs. She completes the look with sparkling black high heels.

She glances around the area and catches Sean's attention. Flashing him a captivating smile with her full red lips, she starts walking towards him, gracefully swaying her hips. Every movement exudes a seductive aura. Sean stands up, returns her smile, and kisses her cheek before pulling out a chair for her to sit on.

Nicole gazes at him with a sparkle in her eyes for a brief moment and then pouts, playfully expressing her dissatisfaction with him not calling earlier.

Nicole had been a bit concerned after Sean abruptly left the club. He hadn't contacted her throughout the day until later in the afternoon. She berated herself for not exchanging numbers with him at that time. Nicole had genuinely liked Sean, and the thought of not seeing him again due to that guy Cole saddened her. However, to her surprise, Sean called and invited her to meet him at Les Deux Cafes in the evening.

Sean and Nicole place their dinner orders and engage in conversation about their shared interests and intriguing topics. He shares stories of his time in San Francisco, while she tells him about her experiences in Los Angeles.

After dinner, they take a leisurely stroll around the block, chatting and laughing. Eventually, they come across a TV showroom where one of the screens is playing the TV show "Home Improvement." Nicole expresses interest in watching Sean in action, so she suggests they stay and enjoy the twenty-minute show. Sean shrugs, slightly curious to see himself on screen for the first time.

The skies are clear, the temperature is pleasant, and the summer crowds have dissipated. Occasional breezes carry the essence of autumn. They stand there, wrapped in each other's arms, watching the TV show and enjoying the humorous performance by Tim Allen.

When Sean turns to come, Nicole bursts into laughter, thoroughly entertained by his comedic talent. She looks at him with an affectionate smile and playfully remarks, "Well, I must say, you're both handsome and talented. What more could there be, Mr. Tang?" Sean gently shakes his head, chuckling, and replies, "My head won't fit through the door tomorrow." They both share a laugh.

While Sean is pleased to see himself on the screen, he can't help but feel a sense of dissatisfaction with his performance. He believes that his positioning and expression of emotions through his body and face were somewhat lacking. Even though the role of a waiter doesn't have much depth, the director granted him more screen time than the average waiter role in other TV shows and provided him with some space to maneuver. As a result, his mistakes were quite noticeable to a seasoned professional in the acting industry.

Nonetheless, Sean shelved those thoughts for later contemplation when he noticed Nicole gazing at him with adoring eyes. He leaned down and kissed her soft lips, savoring the sensation as he gently sucked on her lips and explored her mouth. After a while, they paused, both needing to catch their breath. Sean could see lust and desire in Nicole's eyes, so he took her hand and led her toward his car.

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"Oh... god... ugh... ahh... fuck," Nicole moans with her cheeks and lips healthy red writhed under Sean as he thrusts into her intimate folds at a moderate speed while he kisses and carcasses her neck and curves. Her moans reverberate around the motel's room with occasional gasps and thumping sounds of the headboard against the wall. He pinned her arms above her head with his hands and thrust mercilessly as she thrashed and rolled her hips under him.

"Fuck me with your big dick, Sean... ugh... Harder." As experienced as he was, Nicole's urgent groans and sighs give him her sweet spots. So, he follows the path with his body taking over. Her face was a beautiful mask of unbound sexual energy. With her long wavy hair fanned out around her, she looks like a fantasy made real. He leans down to hold her head and be closer to her. Their bodies slid over each other.

Immediately Nicole clamps her legs around Sean to hold him there while he pounds her deeper than ever before. Her pussy was a silk and velvet vice as she squeezes him with her inner walls upon every thrust. They kiss each other hungrily, snatching breaths of air like swimmers before diving into each other's mouths again. Neither of them wanted to come up for oxygen.

When Nicole begins shivering and shaking underneath Sean, he pinches her nipples and kneads her firm and bountiful breast with his hands. They feel so big and satisfyingly heavy all the while he keeps pounding her and kissing her beautiful face. She claws at his back as he watches with an intense gaze as she shook and cried out. She bucked under him, twisting her soft hands in his hair, her eyes rolling back, calling out his name with her tongue sticking out. Then he feels her flow around his cock. He feels a wave of energy wash over him after seeing her expression, so he plunges in and out of her slick heat with renewed vigor with a squelching sound echoing around him. After a while, Nicole opens her eyes feeling his hot gritty penis hitting her G-spot again and again, she moans and cups his face, kissing him on his lip.

"Oh god," she said, gasping, she feels another orgasm building up, and she bites her lips sensually at him, urging him to go deeper and harder. Seeing her like that set him off and his cock pulsed. He keeps his thrusts fast and deep until both of their bodies shook. He kisses her gently on her neck and thrusts deep as much as he can and explodes inside her wet depths while Nicole has an orgasm again. Sean touches his forehead with hers while calming his fast-beating heart.

One look into Nicole's eyes, and seeing the contentment there with the ethereal glow of her skin made him feel like a god among men, period. After a while of laying together she turned away from him and they spooned in the comfy bed. He kisses her neck and shoulder and listens to their hearts beat until sleep overtake him.

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[This marks my inaugural attempt at crafting an R18 scene, and I aspire for improvement in subsequent endeavors. Additionally, I extend my wishes for everyone's well-being.]