Alison Brie: Right Place, Right Time

"I don't drink so much, it's hard to keep in top shape without just eating right and working hard, there's no shortcuts as you know. Well, not legal or healthy ones," she said with a slight shrug. He nodded, knowing plenty of people that had gone down the route of steroids chasing a physique in his time.

"It's just dedication, and while we're filming I just commit to it really to get the best from myself, it's only a few months," she said.

"So what about tonight?" he asked.

"It's a cheat night," she said softly after a pause, giving a wink and sipping her wine again. His heart missed a beat, thinking it couldn't possibly be as it sounded in that moment before it gave a flurry of pumps.

"You need them now and then. So what else are you doing on this cheat night?" he asked with a wry smile, breathing slowly to calm his pulse as his mind rushed with thoughts and ideas.

"I hadn't really planned it out," she replied.

"Well...what do you wanna do? We've got the whole evening to take advantage of," he said.

"What I want right now is some food, something sinfully delicious," she said, grabbing the menu from the table and taking a quick look.

"That sounds great right now, a long week deserves a treat," he said as he picked up his beer for another swig. Her big eyes scanned over the food on offer, taking just moments to fixate on something.

"Wings, that's what I need, some nice spicy wings," she said, pointing to them and looking up at him.

"That's your cheat food for tonight is it?" he said, glancing at the menu.

"Yeah, gonna be great. You're joining me too," she said with a smile, putting the menu aside.

"Am I? Don't I get a choice?" he asked with a smile.

"Nope, I say wings. I also say you're paying," she said with a grin, batting her eyelids at him.

"Fine," he said with a playful roll of his eyes as he got up to go to the bar. It took a couple of minutes as there were other people waiting, the bar starting to fill up now as the evening progressed, eventually getting his order in for the wings and some fries to go with it, feeling decidedly hungry now after another long day working out with the girls. He sat back down to await their food, bringing two shots of vodka back with him to step up their evening a little. Alison had been playing on her phone, putting it away as he returned to the table and widening her eyes as she took in the shots, watching as he slid it over to her.

"Did I order that?" she said as she smiled up at him.

"Nope, you don't get a choice," he replied as he pulled himself back into his seat.

"You chose the food, I choose the drinks," he said, picking up his shot glass and cocking it towards her just a little with a flick of his eyebrows.

"Fair's fair I guess," she said with a giggle, taking the shot glass and raising it to his for a clink before she tipped her head back and gulped it down, giving him a moment to watch her perky boobs bounce under her dress, the firm C-cups jiggling in her bra beneath the blue fabric as she necked the shot, not seeing his gaze as he downed his own shot as she lowered her head, loving the way she looked. Her black bra straps were visible past the slender supports of her dress, something he loved, hinting at what they supported beneath. They made chat about work, though both of them really wanted to escape it for the weekend before their wings arrived, Alison positively joyous as she thanked the waitress and immediately tucked in, seizing a wing and going to town, impressing him with her voracity, waiting for no-one as she pulled the tender chicken off the bone.

"Oh god," she mumbled through her mouthful, trying to be discreet but practically shivering with pleasure. He grabbed one himself and had to admit they were delicious, the sauce sticky and sweet, just enough heat to be spicy but with a good flavour, soft and succulent. He murmured his pleasure, Alison beaming at him as she picked her bone clean and dropped it aside on the plate, grabbing another, sauce all over her fingers and round the sides of her mouth.

"I've missed these," she mumbled, grabbing another wing to indulge.

"Yeah they're great, this is the kinda stuff you can't have when you want to look your peak," he said , joining her with another one.

"Damn right," she replied before biting another juicy bit of chicken off. They fell silent in the noisy bar as they delved into the feast and enjoyed several more wings each and some of the fries, their hunger unleashed as they gave in and devoured it.

"Good cheat night huh?" he said as he tossed another chicken bone onto the plate. Alison paused, looking him in the eyes as she slowly picked up another wing.

"Who said this was the cheat part?" she murmured softly, sensually with a clear inflection as she smiled devilishly and lifted the wing up for another bite. His heart skipped a beat and a tingle spread through him as they stared into one another's eyes. She left it temptingly unanswered as they finished off the last couple of wings and fumbled with the cheap napkins to wipe the sauce from their fingers and mouths.

"Always so messy," Alison complained as she screwed up the paper and dropped it aside on the table.

"Worth it though, they were good," he said, doing the same and grabbing another few fries.

"My choice was spot on," she said with a flick of her eyebrows, taking fries for herself.

"It was. Man that was good, forget how good these things are when you're avoiding them," he said.

"All for the greater good though, always love a good piece of meat," she teased with a wink.

"I bet," he murmured in response, giving a smile she could feel, a little glow of excitement spreading through her. The waitress cleared their plates away and Alison got them another drink, along with a few more shots, the evening taking a turn towards far more of a let-loose kind of night. They threw back the shots, Alison rasping at the burn as she downed two together before washing them down with her wine, Rob laughing slightly as he managed to control himself. The alcohol had them buzzed, laughing together much more loudly and freely now as they told stories and joked about work and everything else under the sun without ever touching on any real issues in their lives, getting a bit tipsy as the shots soaked into them, Alison feeling it more with her slender frame. With the night drawing in, the clock working its way into the small hours now they'd had enough, neither wanting another drink, Alison playing with the water on the table and making shapes with her fingertips.

"It's getting late, time to get going I think," she said, giving a stretch.

"Yeah, best go get some rest so we can enjoy tomorrow," he said, pulling himself up from the seat as the actress collected her bag and slid out to join him, following him out through the crowds of people. It had thinned out a bit but not loads, a busy Friday night in L.A. They stepped out into the cool night, clear skies greeting them and a welcome quiet, away from the reverberating noise of the bar, feeling how open and unrestrained the space was.

"Man that's better," he said, not realising how loud it had got inside.

"Yeah, so do you wanna come back to my place for coffee?" she said, looking up at him as he turned back to her, not quite sure he heard her right.

"Sorry, coffee?" he asked, brain not quite clicking, tiredness and alcohol causing the delay.

"Yeah," she said with a naughty smile crossing her lips, a look in her eyes "coffee. It'll perk you right up I promise."

His brain picked it up this time, thoughts going all over the place for an instant as he looked at the gorgeous Californian smiling up at him expectantly, tension surging in his chest as he took a deep breath to calm himself, knowing she saw.

"Coffee sounds great," he said as coolly as he could muster, Alison's smile immediately spreading as she didn't say a word and turned away, reaching for his hand as she headed for the cabs. She pulled him quite willingly over towards the waiting cars; luckily there was no wait as plenty of taxis were lined up to take tipsy revellers home after the night and they stepped straight into one, sliding onto the back seat. The driver asked for directions and Alison gave her address, the car moving swiftly out into traffic to speed them towards their destination, lights of the city cascading shadows across them as they passed, trailing beautifully up the slender body of Alison Brie. His eyes took her in from her slender ankles to her smooth shoulders and every curve in between, greeted by the stare of her gorgeous big blue eyes and a suggestive smile on her lips. She slowly turned back to look out the window but her hand reached out for his, pulling it across onto her leg and placing it onto the warm, smooth skin of her thigh, squeezing it to encourage him should he still have any hesitation.

He had no such concerns as he glanced to the driver in case he was watching them, finding him getting on with his job of taking them home in the hellacious traffic of downtown Los Angeles, leaving him free to squeeze at Alison's toned leg and let his fingers slide over her more to feel down the inside of her thigh. She shifted slightly in the seat, body shivering as she fluttered with excitement at it all, keeping herself demure and composed despite the little shudder of her body and squeeze of her legs. The car ride seemed to take ages, grinding along in the traffic as his hand explored the smooth, strong leg of the actress with light and firm squeezes, letting his fingertips trail over her and up her skirt, testing his luck as he dared to reach further each time.

Alison murmured slightly but, aside from a quick glance to him with her foxy eyes, gazed out the window and invited his caress, letting his hand push her skirt back up her beautifully smooth thighs as his hand explored, heart pumping hard despite the relaxing effect of the alcohol they'd consumed. She didn't stop him even as he got close to the apex of her thighs, simply leaning back in the seat in anticipation and giving a barely restrained shudder as, after a moments more hesitation, his fingertips brushed lightly up the front of her smooth cotton panties. His cock strained in his jeans as he touched her, able to feel the delectable heat of her through the thin material as his fingers slid slowly up the firm bulge of her pussy, the softness of the cotton an intoxicating mix with the feminine heat he encountered as Alison gave a controlled sigh. He couldn't see it but her nipples were straining against her bra, screwed up tightly in her arousal as he touched her, the teasing build up of the evening culminating in this tantalising foreplay as he carefully, covertly touched her.

"Don't be shy," she whispered with her eyes closed, barely a whisper even, just breathing the words to him lest they be overheard as she encouraged him to give her more. He didn't reply, not daring to risk her changing her mind as he let his fingers stray sideways across her, feeling her smooth mound beneath the thin cotton, the material so soft and yielding under his touch, just begging to be pulled aside. He let his fingertips explore down between her legs and felt them easily slip in between her lips, parting the beautifully soft flesh as she suppressed a little gasp, feeling him press the soft panties over her clit as he explored. His fingers just started rocking lightly back and forth, working just firmly enough to pressure her most sensitive nub through her underwear and make her toned ass shift in the seat, rocking her hips in unison with him to try and maximise the stimulation even though she knew she shouldn't. They barely noticed the city moving past, the time seeming irrelevant as they lost themselves to one another, his hand the centre of things as he carefully worked at her, just stimulating her clit enough to make her practically beg for orgasm, frustratingly slow and teasing. His fingers rucked up the cotton, pulling it tighter up into her but never exploring beyond it, behaving and resisting simple wrenching it aside to stroke directly at her silky pussy.

"Ok that'll be 42.58," the driver said, shaking both of them from their moment as the cab pulled to a halt, him flicking the light on and glancing back to them as his hand swiftly whipped out from under Alison's skirt. The actress smoothed her skirt down in perfect calm as he looked back for payment, glancing to her but no more than he might normally, as if their little moment had gone completely unnoticed. It hadn't, but they were hardly the first people to be kicking things off in the back of his cab.

"You get this, I'll see you inside," she said with a sexy sideways look, her voice loaded with promise as she opened the door and slid out, shoving the door shut and walking up her driveway, taking her time and swaying her hips for him as he fumbled hastily with his wallet. The driver waited patiently as he opened the leather bifold and searched in the back of it, quickly thumbing through the notes and pulling out a brace of twenties and a ten, passing it to the driver.

"All yours," Rob said, opening the door to follow the actress, his waiting prize.

"Have a good night," the driver said, knowing he was going to after what they'd been doing. The cab pulled away as Rob hastily followed Alison up to her place, the door left ajar waiting for him...beckoning him. He took a few deep breaths, slowing his pace to control his racing heart and regain some composure as he reached the door and went inside, closing it behind him. Alison was waiting behind the door, startling him for a moment, making her giggle and grin as she hopped forwards and threw her arms around him, drawing him in as she craned up to kiss him intently, her tongue delving into his mouth, entwining with his as she pulled him close and aggressively made her move. His hands immediately went around her, one hand drawing against the small of her back as the other reached down to grip her ass, taking a good squeeze through her dress. It was firm and toned, tight from all their gym work in preparation for filming and in this moment it certainly seemed completely worth it.

"Come with me," she murmured, grabbing his hand and pulling him through the luxuriously furnished home to her bedroom, another large fairly opulent space with large windows opening onto her secluded gardens. She immediately turned and threw herself back into him, kissing him energetically again as he pulled her close and lifted her up, the petite stars feet dangling above the floor as their tongues met again, sliding and battling with each other, her dress sliding up her slender figure to just reveal her black cotton panties not that he could look down. Lowering her down again, his hands pulled her dress up, letting her slip out of it as she raised her arms so he could remove it, exposing her beautifully toned body in a smooth, slow reveal as the loose fabric slid off her, pulling it over her silky hair to leave her in just a black cotton thong and a simple lacy bra to match. She smiled as she saw him taking her in, eyes drinking in her curves, the fullness of her breasts and tight pinch of her waist, panties pulled casually onto her hips in a way that just looked so apathetically sexy.

"Goddamn," he murmured, taking her in, trying to capture as much detail of her body as he could in those few seconds. She gave a giggle and reached up for his shirt, fairly ripping it open as she deftly flipping the buttons and released it, wasting no time in freeing him from it. He shrugged it down his arms as Alison took in his toned torso, strong muscles clearly defined as her hands went for his jeans, immediately wrestling them down along with his shorts to let his swelling erection spring free as they fell to the floor to leave him almost naked before her.

"Very nice, good to go," she smiled as she stepped back from him and reached behind her to unhook her bra, taking a moment to slow it down as she looked at him with a naughty smile, pushing her chest out to accentuate it as she released the supportive black bra, going loose and letting her lovely breasts bounce free as he fumbled down to remove his shoes along with the rest of his clothing, standing up ready as Alison pulled it away and dropped it to the floor to reveal her fantastic, perky C-cups. She didn't give him much chance to look or get hold of her as she kicked his clothes out the way and dropped to her knees before him, the petite brunette sinking down enthusiastically to come face-to-face with his manhood, now fully erect in front of her, standing up rock hard and bobbing with his heartbeat. Her slender hand reached up and wrapped around it, making him gasp as she slowly stroked him, only serving to make him even harder for her.

"I don't usually do this you know," she teased, looking up at him from under her eyebrows with a teasing smile as her other hand went to his hip, knowing she had him at her mercy. He didn't question what she meant, whether it was the whole evening or just what she was doing now.

"I don't normally suck cock, it's not my thing," she continued.

"Ok..." he breathed, sensing she was waiting for an answer of some kind as she lazily stroked his cock, fingers working softly under his head to encourage him to stay at full erection.

"But since you've had a bit of a shitty time this week, I will, just to treat you," she purred, smile wide as she beamed at him, seeing his smile in return, very satisfied that Alison was going to suck his cock.

"I don't know if this will fit though, it might be too big," she pouted playfully, looking back down to his cock with a final few strokes.

"Only one way to find out," he coaxed, eager for her to get started.

"Guess so," she replied and with no further hesitation pushed his cock into her mouth, enveloping him in blissful, succulent heat as her tongue pressed up against his shaft, groaning deeply with pleasure as her hand moved to his other hip to set herself up. Alison sucked firmly, bobbing her head slowly a couple of times, testing him out and preparing herself before she suddenly tightened her grip and plunged down on him, giving the slightest gag sound as her mouth glided effortlessly down his cock to press her nose against him for the most instant, incredible deepthroat he'd ever experienced.

"Oh fuck, Christ," he shuddered, hips bucking and pushing into her mouth as the shiver of intense pleasure and sensation rushed through him, never expecting her to start like this. He managed to resist grabbing her head, pressing his hands over hers at his hips as he shook while Alison slowly pulled her mouth back along his cock till just his bulging head remained in her mouth, tongue flicking teasingly under the tip as she smiled around him. She didn't look up, simply delivering, driving herself down easily again to swallow his manhood whole, pressing her nose into him as he shuddered again, blown away by her cocksucking skills as she held him tightly, picking it up immediately and pulling back into a rhythm, pulling practically off his cock before diving down again with gusto, the slower pull backs contrasting starkly with her swift plunges down. She drove her tongue across him as she swallowed his cock and let the soft, skilful textures of it glide over him, tingling his most sensitive spot and making his knees weak, feeling his hands struggling to maintain their control on hers.

"Fuck, Alison," he grunted, overwhelmed by her approach and barely able to take it, feeling in total ecstasy but on the brink already, like he'd blow it immediately in the face of her technique. She just murmured affirmatively, loving her power over him as she sucked his cock, keeping up her rhythm of swallowing him fast and withdrawing him slowly, loving how he jumped in her mouth each time, knowing she was driving him wild.