Lady in Red Ch. 31

Paula raised an eyebrow in an unspoken question to Steve as he approached. "She's fine, but totally exhausted. I'll carry her back to her trailer so she can rest. You can take care of her when we get there."

Then Steve saw Amber Stahl standing nearby. Her camera was down as she looked questioningly to Steve. She then mouthed the question, "Is she okay?" as he carried Gwen past her.

"She'll be fine, Amber. She's just tired. Please let her relax for a while before you question her. She needs some rest and she'll be as good as new. Thanks for asking," responded Steve to show Amber that he appreciated her subdued reaction to the event.

Kate held the trailer door open for Steve as he carried Gwen in and placed her gently on a small cot in the trailer. Paula followed Steve in and closed the door behind her. Then she rushed to Gwen and pulled a light blanket over her torso.

Gwen was looking at Steve intently, so Paula turned to see what she was watching so closely. Steve had pulled Kate into his chest and held her tightly.

"Kate, you saved your sister's life by getting me so fast. I'll spend the rest of my life repaying you. If you, or any of the girls, or your mom and Diane, ever have a problem and need help, you call me immediately. You've just made me love you more than I ever thought I could love anyone but Gwen."

When he finished speaking he placed his hands on either side of Kate's face and kissed her on the lips. He kept his lips on hers for several seconds. Kate trembled and moaned suddenly. Steve quickly moved his face back from Kate and again embraced her tightly.

"It was Mom that told me to go get you. I was going to try to swim out and help Sis, but Mom said it would be better if I ran and got you. I'm glad I did!"

Steve released Kate, turned, and pulled Paula to him. "Paula, you kept your head and did the right thing. It's my job to take care of Gwen. I'm afraid that I screwed up when I didn't explain rip tides to her and I almost lost her. Like I told Kate, if you, Diane, or any of the girls ever have a problem, let me know. I'll always be there for you. I don't care how far apart we are or what time of day it is. Just let me know if you need me."

As he finished speaking, he leaned down and kissed Paula hard. Her arms went around his neck as he kissed her. He finally stepped back and turned again to Gwen. His breathing was ragged and his emotions were intense. He knelt at her side and kissed her gently.

"I should get back to work. Your mom and Kate will look after you, but let me know if you need anything. I love you. I love you more than I'll ever be able to say," stated Steve as he stood and left the trailer and the three women in it.

"Wow!" gasped Kate. "I've never seen him like that! He was on fire! I think he gave me a little orgasm when he kissed me. I could feel his love. It was overwhelming."

"He was quite passionate," admitted Paula. "He came close to losing Gwen and the reality of how much she means to him caused him to be more demonstrative than usual. I know what you're saying. I could feel his heat, and passion, too. That young man is special in so many ways.

"How are you feeling, Gwen. You gave us quite a scare. Do you want me to get you anything?" questioned Paula.

"I'm okay except for what Steve did to me. If you think he was amazing just now, you should've been in his arms when we reached land. It was like he was consuming me! He's always passionate when we make love, but he took it to a whole new level just now. I had a major orgasm when he kissed me! And I was totally exhausted before he did! Now I feel like a wet noodle.

"I'm glad you both experienced some of it. I don't think anyone would believe me if I tried to explain it. It was good you both were here to absorb a portion of his intensity. I couldn't have survived much more of what he was dishing out. He was unbelievably emotional. I actually wiped tears from his eyes. He never cried when he was shot, or almost drowned. I never saw him cry before. He was really worried about me."

When Steve stepped outside the trailer, Gwen's remaining friends and family were waiting. "Thanks for being you, Steve!" gushed Diane. "You saved Gwen, and that little boy. We were all terrified that you wouldn't make it to her in time, but we should never doubt you. I don't know what we would have done if something happened to Gwen. I don't know what you would've done either, but you'd never let anything bad happen to her."

Steve spent a few minutes reassuring the girls while explaining that Gwen was doing fine. Gradually he and Jordan made their way back to the set to resume their filming duties. Gwen slept over an hour and awoke refreshed and ready to work.

Everyone noticed how attentive Steve was to Gwen at dinner that evening. "Mom, he can't leave Gwen alone," chuckled Kate. "He's touching her arms and back and listening to every word she's saying. She loves the attention."

The next morning before breakfast, Gwen sought advice from Jordan, Diane, and Paula. "I was wondering, is it possible to have too many orgasms? Could it be a health hazard or something?"

Diane and Paula shared a look before Paula responded carefully. "Just how many are you talking about? I don't think I've ever heard of any health issues from that rather unusual problem."

"This is embarrassing, but five last night and another one this morning before we got up," replied a blushing Gwen.

"That isn't so bad! Some women are multi-orgasmic and can easily have numerous orgasms. Most women would probably be multi-orgasmic with Steve," giggled Jordan.

"Oh! I was talking about Steve. I was wondering if it's safe for him to have that many orgasms. I had a couple dozen, at least, but I feel great. Steve's acting a little tired this morning. He fell back asleep after the last one. Could he damage anything going off that many times? Most nights he goes to sleep after two or three, but last night he was possessed."

'Steve had six orgasms last night?" asked a stunned Paula. "No wonder you're worried. I don't even think that's possible for a man, in less than a couple of days!"

"Paula, you're going to worry Gwen with that kind of talk. He'll be fine, even if he did it six times," laughed Diane. "He'll need some rest, I'm sure, but I'll bet he's got a big smile on his face."

"How are you feeling, Gwen? Having any trouble walking?" asked Jordan enviously. "I could tell yesterday that Steve was jacked up after pulling your barely covered butt out of the ocean, but six times is hard to believe. Your mom sure is impressed. Maybe Steve needs a harem. One woman may not be enough for him."

"Hey! Do I sound like I'm complaining? Don't worry about me keeping up. I'm all the woman he'll ever need. I've never refused him when he wants me and I have no plans to start. Just forget about any harems. I'm not sharing him, not like that," promised Gwen.

"Hey, don't blame me if you're boyfriend needs it six times a night. I was just trying to save your little kitty from some serious damage. Did you know that it can be worn out if it's used too much?" questioned Jordan.

"Really? I suppose that you ladies would all be willing to risk that danger to reduce my chances of being worn out by my boyfriend?"

"Dear, you don't have to worry. It's like a pig's snout. The more you use it, the tougher it gets," stated Paula while maintaining a straight face.

"I can't believe my own mother just said that!" laughed Gwen. "If that's true, I'm at least half way to being as tough as a pig's snout."

The group was just finishing breakfast when Steve sauntered up to the breakfast table. He immediately dropped down into a chair next to Gwen and rubbed her back as he looked over the menu.

"Don't even think about it!" cautioned Paula as she attempted to glare at Steve. "My poor daughter needs a break. Take a few cold showers, play some ball, go for a swim, watch a game, but let Gwen relax."

Gwen blushed a deep red and rolled her eyes. Steve simply returned Paula's stare. Paula broke first and looked away, barely able to conceal her laughter. Steve nodded to himself, stood, and circled the table. Paula was surprised when he gently pulled Kate from her seat and then sat down between Diane and Paula. He slowly began rubbing the backs of both women.

"That's more like it," encouraged Diane. "We're here to help Gwen any way we can. If that includes draining some of that pent up testosterone, so be it."

"Mom! That's no job for an older, pregnant, married woman! It requires youth and stamina. Kate, Becky and I volunteer, don't we girls? Poor Gwen! She needs us."

By this time Gwen had overcome her embarrassment at her mother's comment. She fixed her stare on Steve and arched her eyebrows when he finally returned her look. Steve quickly rose and returned to his seat by Gwen.

"Now, that was very impressive!" laughed Diane. "Gwen never said a word, yet she was able to make him stop his very pleasant task and return to her side. It looks like the rest of us are out of luck, Girls. We may as well go get some sun."

Maxim scheduled photo shoots for Gwen and Jordan on Thursday. Jordan went first. She spent the entire morning changing outfits, travelling to various locations, and posing for pictures. Gwen went in for her makeup at noon and was easily finished before her turn came.

"That was really fun!" exclaimed Jordan to Gwen and Steve as she and Charlie sat down at their lunch table. "They don't show as much as Playboy in the pictures they use, but they sure get their money's worth making you pose. They tell you to do things that you know will show too much boob, or even all of your boobs, and then have you back off or cover up a little.

"If you think that they won't be seeing every inch of your 'girls', think again. But they're very professional, and Charlie kept an eye on them, and a couple of other things. I think it made him pretty horny by the time they finished with me. Kate, Becky, and Stephanie watched when we worked here, but didn't get to go to locations with us. They were a little embarrassed at times but enjoyed it for the most part. They may want to be models or actresses now."

Gwen surprised Steve a short while later. "They asked if I could persuade you to pose for a few pictures and I told them that I thought I could. For some reason, they think it'll make me sexier if the readers see that I have an absolute hunk, and frequent hero, in a few pictures with me. If you agree, they want you to stop in for some makeup, although I can't imagine why."

"Sure, I'll do it. That way I'll be able to keep an eye on those guys taking the pictures. Besides, 'People Magazine' called and they'll stop in tomorrow morning to get some shots of me. They asked if you and Jordan would be available, plus any other attractive women I hang around with. They seem to think that showing all the beautiful women in my life will make me look sexier and more desirable. I think it's a waste of time. I'll never get the title over Bill Mason or Tim Hershaw. But it'll still be good publicity for the movie and the hospital fund just to be mentioned. I'll go get my 'face on' and join you in a few minutes."

Paula, Diane, and the girls were all on the beach waiting for Steve and Gwen. The photographer had several cameras set up on tripods. He was constantly checking the lighting, though the brilliant sunlight never diminished an iota. The girls groaned when Gwen moved up close to Steve and dropped her top when directed as Steve removed his shirt. They stood near a palm tree that was back from the beach.

Gwen kept her breasts covered most of the time with parts of Steve's anatomy. The cameraman was busy calling instructions and two aides constantly helped position them. When the cameraman determined that he had enough from that location, he announced a break. Gwen took her top from one of the assistants and quickly put it on. She and Steve had to change for the next series of shots.

This time they were on the motorcycle, which had been brought out to the beach. Steve wore leather boots, pants, and a vest, while Gwen wore small shorts made of leather. At the cameraman's signal, she again handed her top to an assistant as she clung to Steve on the bike. A large fan had been set up in front of them and it caused Gwen's long hair to fly behind her, giving the illusion of motion and speed. The cameraman circled the couple taking pictures from every possible angle and directing the couple too turn in various directions.

"Can you believe that Gwen insisted on baggy pants and shirts when we were shopping for school? Now she's topless and being photographed for 'Maxim'. How could she change so much?" asked Kate as her group watched the session.

"It's hard to believe. I admit that, but it all started when she became 'The Lady in Red' stated Paula as she watched her middle daughter pose for the photographer. "Then she saved Steve from drowning, and then from bleeding to death, made some great recordings, a few popular TV shows, and now a movie. I guess posing in a risqué manner like this is a natural progression. This issue will sell millions. Having the two of them in a few pictures is brilliant. Men and women both will be buying the magazine when it comes out."

Steve was told he would not be needed until later for some surf shots, so he joined Gwen's family to watch Gwen do more poses alone with the motorcycle.

"I'll never be able to look at a bike the same way again," sighed Steve as Gwen lay across the seat in leather shorts and a rather small leather vest with just a single button holding it closed. "I can't believe how beautiful Gwen is."

Paula smiled when Steve made his observation and exchanged glances with Diane. Diane nodded and smiled back before she returned her attention to Gwen. After an hour of poses around the beach and the local Tiki bar, Steve found himself holding Gwen in the surf. The photographer had them pose with Steve facing the camera and a topless Gwen looking back over her shoulder at the camera as her hand rested on Steve's chest. He moved them around for a couple dozen more, but Paula and Kate agreed that he'd not improve on the first picture.

Later at dinner, Steve broke his news to the group as they ate dinner in the hotel. "The folks at 'People Magazine' are doing my pictures tomorrow morning. They want me to try to find as many gorgeous women as I can to be in some of the pictures. They think that will lend credibility to my possible title as 'the sexiest man alive', as if I have a chance. So, Steph, are you willing to be in the shoot?"

"Me?" shouted Stephanie. "Are you teasing me? You'd better not be!"

"I'm serious, but I'm teasing everyone else. I'd like you all to be in some of the photos. They're kind of playing up how I found a family and a hometown in the last year, as well as all the other stuff that happened."

"I think the girls would all be happy to do it," assured Paula. "You put Becky, Kate, Stephanie, Charlotte and Ashley in with Jordan and Gwen and you'll convince everyone that you've got to be a really sexy guy to have so many beautiful girls around."

"That's the idea, but I want you and Diane to be in some pictures, too. You're both huge parts of my life and you're beautiful women. It'll only add to my mystique to have people see how amazing my girlfriend's mother and aunt are."

All eyes turned toward the sisters as they struggled to respond. Diane's eyes began to tear up immediately. Paula blushed as she formed her response. "I'm hardly as beautiful these young women, but I'll cling to what you just said for the rest of my life. I'll be happy to be in any pictures you want. I don't think I can deny you anything anymore."

Steve gave Paula a big smile and then continued. "As you all know, we've got a flight to catch tomorrow afternoon. We have to be at the rehearsal tomorrow evening at 7 PM. This shoot will be done in the morning. Then we head out. Gwen, Charlie, Jordan, and I will fly back here Sunday afternoon. Clyde tells me that we're ahead of schedule again and should have no trouble wrapping the movie up before we all head to Russia. We'll do the extra love scenes next week. Can you believe all of this is happening?"

"Now I can say I've been to an inaugural ball, the White House for a state dinner, Paris for modeling, Los Angeles to be in a TV show, Florida to watch a movie being made, and pretty soon to Russia to attend another state dinner," announced Kate with a big smile.

"I still think Steve should play James Bond in the movies. He looks so hot in a tuxedo and he fights way better than any Bond I've ever seen. How about these for titles? 'To Russia, With Lover', "Lots O' Pussy', 'Dr. Yes!', or 'The Spy that Loved Me...Six Times!'. I want to play the mysterious secret agent from some other country that succumbs to Bond before she dies a very happy camper!"