Journal of an Agent Ch. 15

Julie wasted no time trying to turn me on, dropping to her knees to start giving me one of her patented killer blowjobs before I stopped her. She looked hurt but obliged and climbed up on my desk.

"Julie, listen. About you and me..." I said, watching her reaction. I had thought about doing this for a few days but had been hesitant after I remembered the "personal issues" she had mentioned to me before. "I don't think this is going to work out. We are just too different of people. Don't get me wrong, the sex is great and I do love a lot of things about you but quite frankly, this relationship feels really unhealthy,"

Julie's face changed like a mask every second it seemed as the words left my mouth. First she looked shocked, then on the verge of tears, followed by an angry hateful look and confusion. Finally she settled on a half angry, half shocked persona.

"I...I don't understand. I did everything for you. You said it would work out!" Julie said, a little bit of sadness in her voice.

"No," I corrected her. "YOU said it would work out. I said we should try. I just don't see our relationship being real long term and that's what I'm looking for these days,"

"Oh really," Julie said spitefully. "Is that why you fuck any little cunt that walks in this office or has a b-movie credit to her name!" Her voice was rising and I moved to quiet her.

"Shhh! Don't say that about the clients! And you know that it's not true," I replied, speaking in a lowered tone.

"Whatever. You know you can't keep your dick in your pants any more than any guy can. You think you are hot shit because you are the head of a talent agency. But you aren't anything without me. I quit," Julie said indignantly, crossing her arms across her chest and getting off the desk to leave.

"Julie wait! You can't quit! I need you more than anything here! I'm lost without you," I said, getting up to stop her from leaving.

"I should have known better than to trust you. And to think, I thought we were meant to be together," Julie said. This last phrase sent a chill down my spine for some reason as I realized how truly obsessed with me she had become.

"Julie look. Why don't you take the company credit card and go on a vacation. Your choice, stay as long as you want," I said, reaching into my wallet and pulling out a credit card.

Julie shot me another spiteful look but took the card.

"Fine. I'll go. But don't hold your breath on me coming back," Julie said, storming out of the room and slamming the door behind her.

I walked over to my chair and sat down, sighing as I tried to focus on work again.

Things went pretty well for the next week or so. Business was picking up with more clients signing up to the firm and our already banked stars raking in bucks at the box office. I had to stay at my desk pretty much all week but I had anticipated the weekend when I would get to meet up with one of my favorite clients, Natalie Portman.

Natalie was in LA to go visit Industrial Light & Magic and record some dialog for the upcoming Star Wars: Episode II. Natalie had always been one of my favorite stars, even when I was younger and watched her film debut in The Professional. We had never talked in person before but I was looking forward to doing so and give her a tour of Los Angeles if we had time.

That Saturday, I had Leonard (the company limo driver) pick me up at my house and head out to the airport to pick Natalie up. I waited for her at the gate and almost missed her as she walked past. Though strikingly beautiful, Natalie had the uncanny ability to blend in with a crowd as just another cute, brown haired young girl. It took her standing directly in front of me for me to blink and see that she was right there. Natalie was dressed as a normal girl her age would dress, wearing a pair of jeans and a shirt from The Gap. She only had one small carry on bag in her small hand and a purse slung over her shoulder.

"Dean? Are you Dean Simonds?" Natalie said, catching my attention.

"Who? Oh, yes! Yes I am! Gosh Natalie, I didn't see you there! For someone so beautiful, you were impossible to spot coming up the gate!" I said, dumbfounded that I didn't recognize my own client.

Natalie blushed a little at my compliment. "Thanks. It was tougher for me, because I've never seen you in person. Well, nice to meet you," Natalie said, extending her hand. I shook it and then took her bag from her, making our way out to the loading area of the airport.

"So Natalie, how are things going for you? You haven't had a movie out for a while, are you still thinking about leaving the business?" I said, making chit chat while we waited for Leonard to pull up with the car.

"Well, it's a lot of fun making movies but the hours are so long. I still don't know yet, I just want to get the Star Wars films done before I even THINK of doing another movie," Natalie said, pushing aside a loose strand of hair that had fallen across her face.

After pulling up, Leonard smiled broadly as he opened the door for Natalie and myself. Throwing her suitcase in the trunk, we headed off down the freeway.

"Things still going good for you at school? Making straight A's?" I asked Natalie, opening the mini fridge and getting her and myself a bottle of water.

"Not straight A's, but if I keep it up I'm sure I'll graduate with honors. College is so much different than Hollywood. I mean, you meet all kinds of people in both places, but in college no one seems to care if you are a star or not. You are just another number on the admissions list, another person paying that hefty tuition," Natalie said, sipping from her water and leaning forward to look at me from across the seat. I could smell a faint waft of her perfume from where I sat, and the scent was quite fragrant and enjoyable.

"That's good. Now I know you are at an Ivy league school. Which one again?" I asked.

"Well, it's kind of a poorly guarded secret. All those obsessive Internet fans finally found it out. But yea, I'm at..." Natalie said, but she was cut off by Leonard on the intercom.

"We're here Mr. Simonds, Ms. Portman," Leonard said over the crackly intercom. The car came to a halt and then was flooded with the bright LA sunshine as Leonard opened the door to escort us out.

I stayed with Natalie for most of the day, watching her record dialog in a soundstage while she watched very rough footage of the special effects for Episode II on the screen in front of her. I felt privileged, not only to be able to see some of the upcoming film before anyone else, but that I got to spend the day with Natalie.

We walked a few blocks from ILM to a vegetarian cafe and had a quiet lunch. I found Natalie to be incredibly funny and a great person to just hang out with as we sat and ate and talked. She was a little tired from the time difference, but she still seemed to be in good spirits and enjoying herself. I know I was certainly enjoying her company.

Natalie went back to record some more dialog and I spent the rest of the afternoon getting a tour of the studio and finally met Natalie outside the building around 5:00 where Leonard was waiting.

"Are you up for a night on the town Natalie? I know great restaurants that won't be too busy but still have great food and service," I said, holding the door open for her. Climbing in, Natalie smiled at me.

"I'd love to Dean. But let me go back to my hotel and change first. I need a shower," Natalie said.

Leonard drove us back to her hotel and Natalie promised she would be ready in about two hours. I headed back to the office to change into something a little nicer and barely made it back to Natalie's hotel in just under 2 hours.

Leonard and myself waited for Natalie in the lobby and were quite amazed when she came out of the elevator down the hall of the large lobby of the hotel. Wearing a light blue blouse and a khaki knee length dress, Natalie portrayed her normal person look even further. Natalie had only applied a little bit of makeup and lipstick but it certainly enhanced her natural beauty to a greater extent. Her long brown hair had been curled at the ends since we last saw her and as she got closer the enchanting perfume she had been wearing earlier had been retouched. She looked amazing - beautiful, sexy - and without even trying to be.

"Hi guys. Thanks for waiting on me, I had to put these little curls in my hair," Natalie said as she approached us, running her hand lightly through the curls.

"Not a problem, we have all night. Hope you are ready to eat at one of the better spots of LA," I said, taking Natalie's arm in my mine as we walked out of the hotel. Leonard walked right behind us, and even though he was at least 30 years her senior, he still was checking out her ass like a teenage boy.

Leonard lead us back to the limo and we drove through downtown LA towards our destination, a Greek restaurant on the north side of the city. It was very upscale, not so trendy that you needed reservations months in advance, but I had made them anyways a few weeks earlier for Julie and I, just to be on the safe side. Now with Julie gone, I was happy to use them with Natalie.

Pulling in, I took Natalie by the hand and led her out of the car. Leonard told me he was going to go park in a nearby garage and watch the Lakers game in the back of the car, and to page him when we were ready to be picked up. I agreed, and Natalie and I went in to have a quiet dinner.

I knew there had been chemistry between us from earlier in the afternoon, but that was further accentuated over dinner. We ate and chatted till the food came, sharing personal stories about our different lifestyles. Natalie told me about the faithful night when she had been spotted by a Revlon agent a pizza parlor and how her life had changed ever since. I recalled growing up not having a father, or at least one I knew other than the extravagant gifts sent to me and my mother during the holidays. Natalie and I bonded, not only on a physical level (it was clear early on that she was flirting with me, which was surprising given her known reputation of not dating anyone) but on an emotional and mental level. We both had been studious in high school and I found that she liked many of the same books and authors I did. I cringed at the thought of her having to leave in a few days, but I tried to sweep that out of my mind and focus on the here and now.

After we finished dinner and were waiting on dessert, I paged Leonard to have him ready to pick us up in 20 minutes or so. Being a Saturday night, I knew it would take him that long to get here, despite being only a few blocks away. Both Natalie and I had wanted to order the same dessert, so we decided to just get one and split it.

A Strawberry sorbet with vanilla ice cream and strawberry topping, the dessert was very sweet and delicious. I had a hard time enjoying it however, as I suddenly became very alert when I felt Natalie's hand rested on top of mine while we each took bites of the dessert. Maybe this night would turn out even better than I had thought.

We both made little flirtatious moves with each other, feeding each other the dessert and what not. By the time we were done, I realized we had been there for 40 minutes and that we had kept Leonard waiting.

"Uh-oh. Leonard's been outside for 20 minutes now," I said to Natalie as she finished off the last of the sorbet. "We had better pay and get out there. He's a nice guy but he hates to be kept waiting,"

Natalie laughed, a very soft a delicate laugh that I had fallen in love with the first time I heard it. "You are right. I'd hate to get left and have to walk back to the hotel!" Natalie said jokingly.

"Oh don't worry, I'd be right here to protect you. I can't fight real well but I can...ummm...scream real loud," I said. Natalie laughed again at my lame joke and leaned against me as we made our way out of the restaurant. The feeling of her small, delicate body against mine was enough to create a stirring in my pants.

Walking back, cars buzzed past us and horns honked occasionally as we walked away from the main road. By the time we got down to the side street near the parking garage, the roads were almost deserted except for an occasional car.

I was getting a little nervous about our location in the alleyway, but my fears were eased when I spotted the limo sitting in the abandoned garage.

"That's strange. Maybe Leonard couldn't hear the page because he had the game turned up too loud," I said as we got closer to the car. Even more odd was the fact that I couldn't hear any noise from inside the car. When we finally made it to the car, I looked in all the windows. Leonard was nowhere to be seen.

"Hmmm...he's not here. I wonder where he went?" I muttered out loud. Natalie had been standing back a few feet while I was peering inside the car and was alternating her weight on each foot.

"I'm sure he will be back soon. Let's just wait in the car for him. It’s creepy out here," Natalie said a little impatiently.

I had a spare key to open the door so Natalie and I climbed into the back and sat waiting. The car was dark and it was tough moving around without being able to see.

"Ooof!" Natalie said as I accidentally bumped and fell into her, knocking her backwards onto the seat of the limo.

"Sorry! Sorry! I couldn't see where I was going," I said. I realized that I was on top of Natalie Portman, in an empty limousine, in the dark.

"That's ok. My fault for not moving fast enough," Natalie said.

Adjusting my weight so that I wasn't laying totally on top of her, I propped myself up by my arms by her chest. Our faces were just inches apart and suddenly the car was filled with an awkward silence.

"Ummm...Dean...I was wondering if maybe you would...this sounds dumb, I can't believe I'm saying it...consider having a...umm...long distance relationship with someone," Natalie said awkwardly, stumbling over her words a bit. It was strange hearing a girl so normally composed and sophisticated struggling to get her words out.

"Natalie, are you asking me out?" I said, smiling down at her.

"Yes, I guess I am. So would you think about it?" Natalie asked, biting on her bottom lip out of nervousness.

"To be honest Natalie," I said with a sigh. I studied her eyes as I spoke and thought I saw her flinch with where she thought I was going with the conversation. "All I've been able to think about all night is how much I want to kiss you," I said.

Natalie's eyes went bright, the deep brown in them shimmering almost in the pitch black.

"Really? Because I've wanted to kiss you too," Natalie said in a breathy voice. Leaning down, I didn't let her say anything and just kissed her. Natalie's lips were warm and soft, not dry but just moist enough to make the kiss feel wonderful. Natalie returned the kiss, lifting her head off of the seat cushion to meet my mouth.

I felt Natalie's tongue slip from between her lips and enter my mouth. It was small and delicate as it moved past my own and explored inside my mouth. I slowly slid my own into hers and we allowed them to dance with each other passionately.

The kiss was brief, but very intense. I hated to break it. "Wow...was that what you wanted?" Natalie asked, almost out of breath. "That was exactly what I wanted," I said with a smile. Natalie initiated the next kiss now, pulling me closer to her by putting her hands on my cheeks. I allowed myself to be pulled and we were quickly back to our passions. I hadn't felt such raw energy and feeling in making out in a long time. At least since Alyssa Milano.

Sex with all the other celebrities had been wonderful but something felt so wonderful being so close to Natalie and embracing her like I was now. It didn't matter at all who she was or who I was, I just wanted to stay like this for as long as I could.


Natalie tried to pull me over to her, but we both accidentally tumbled off of the seat of the limo and onto the floor. Now it was Natalie who lay atop me, her head resting on my chest as we both laughed at our clumsiness.

Our eyes met in the darkness and again I saw such strength and emotion in her gaze, one of intelligence but also a flicker of lust. We lay like that for a few minutes, Natalie just listening to me breath.

Without saying a word however, Natalie slid down my chest towards my belt and pants. "Natalie...what are you doing?" I asked. She just smiled at me and continued her way down, moving her small nimble fingers up and down my crotch and towards my zipper. Pulling it down, I gasped a little as she slid her hand into my pants and into my boxers.

Fondling my cock with her hands, it quickly grew rock hard at her touch. I felt her reach further into my boxers and pull my hard shaft out and into the air of the car.

Parting her hair to one side so it didn't get in the way, Natalie lowered her mouth to the side of it and gave the side of my shaft a lick. Like an ice cream cone or lollipop, Natalie would slowly lick from base to head of my dick, not saying a word but never breaking eye contact with me.

The feeling was incredible and knowing that we had made a special bond between us just further elevated my feelings. This wasn't just meaningless sex, this was a true sign of love from someone who I was beginning to grow very attached to.

Natalie now was putting inch by inch of my shaft into her mouth, slowly lowering her head as her throat worked down and around my 9 inch member. Natalie seemed to be enjoying herself as well, as I saw her nipples begin to harden in her shirt.

When all of my cock was in her mouth, Natalie sucked on it gently like a popsicle, creating a tremendous feeling with the suction of her young hot mouth.

Natalie's head bobbed up and down on me slowly, her tongue occasionally snaking around my shaft and rubbing it up and down to give an added feeling of pleasure. Her hand was now underneath my balls. She was teasing and fondling me with her fingers, rubbing them through the hair around my nuts.

The tickling of her hands made my balls tighten and she seemed to know that I was close to cumming. I had no idea how experienced she was at this but she seemed to know how to please a man, no doubt.

"Natalie, I'm about to...cum!" was all I could muster before I felt the hot seed boiling up inside my cock. Natalie didn't seem to be phased and in fact seemed to work her throat and mouth harder, ready to milk me for all that it was worth.

And cum did I. Like a torrential flood, I felt virtually every ounce of cum I had shoot forth from the head of my cock down Natalie's waiting throat. She continued to suck and lick up every bit of the sweet seed she could taste, not even allowing a trickle to run out of her mouth. My orgasm lasted for at least 30 seconds before I felt the last little bit finish up and my dick go almost completely soft.

Natalie finished swallowing it all down and wiped her mouth with one delicate little finger, even taking the consideration to zip me back up and put my softening prick back into my pants.

I was sweating now and sat up in the car, lifting Natalie onto the seat. I was more than prepared to return the favor by licking and sucking her pussy to orgasm. As I positioned myself in front of her crotch, Natalie waiting excitedly for what I was about to do, the car was suddenly rocked from behind her by what felt like a kick.

I paused momentarily to make sure that that I wasn't imagining things, but Natalie was looking at me with a puzzled look on her face too. There it was again! The car rocked by a kick coming from the end of the car, without a doubt. We both listened attentively and I could have sworn I heard a muffled cry.

"What the hell is that?" I said, getting up on my knees and listening to the back of the car. The kicking had stopped, so I put my face to one of the dark tinted windows. It was dark but I didn't make out any movement outside the car.