The Harem Episode 5

They had been spending more and more time together and often that time together ended as it had this night…with Kirsten and Eliza naked in each other's arms. Neither was willing to let the other go quite yet so they talked about silly things like hopes, dreams and, of course, fantasies.

Eliza had just finished telling Kirsten how bad she had lusted after Shannon Elizabeth while they were filming "Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back." She told her lover how she had fantasized about Shannon while they dressed in tight pleather for a key scene. She told her of the wicked things she wanted to do to her after peeling that pleather off and maybe enticing their other female co-stars to join in.

"Wow…you got serious jones for that chick," Kirsten stated. "I don't know if I measure up. Maybe I should just stand back and let you two go at it."

"Oh you measure up and then some," Eliza assured her with a kiss. Eliza had been comfortable for a long time with her bisexuality, but this was still a new thing for Kirsten. "Ok, I spilled my guts. Now it's your turn. Which co-star of yours did you most want to fuck?"

"Male or female?' Kirsten asked shyly.

"I wasn't even aware that was an option," Eliza teased, remembering Kirsten's many romances with her co-stars. "I thought you were all about guys."

"Well I've been thinking about girls more lately," Kirsten replied, seductively stroking Eliza's bare chest. "And there's one in particular…"

"Wait, let me guess," Eliza interrupted. "It's got to be Denise Richards, right?"

"Uh uh," Kirsten shook her head before delivering the truth. "It's Julianna Margulies."

"The woman from ER?" Eliza asked.

"Mmmm hmmm," Kirsten confirmed. "I mean when I did that show I was too young to really notice her but lately since you and I…you know…I've been thinking about her a lot."

"Really? What are you thinking about?" Eliza pressed, feeling her pussy moisten over Kirsten opening up about a fantasy.

"Well, I think about us how maybe we're still in character and she's like examining me and ummm…I'm getting turned on and she sees this and so she starts to kiss me and touch me and…oh my God I can't believe I'm saying this," Kirsten blushed madly.

"I love hearing it baby," Eliza said. "Mmmmm maybe we'll have to see if she's ever interested in making that fantasy come true."

"Oh I could never do that," Kirsten declared. "I wouldn't know what to say or what to do."

"Seduction is never as hard as it seems," Eliza declared. "Most girls are willing already. You just need to give them a little push."

"Is that what you gave me?" Kirsten asked with a smile. "A little push?"

"More than a little," Eliza replied as she kissed Kirsten deeply full on the lips.

"Well do you feel like giving me a little push in the shower?" Kirsten asked. She always took a shower before bed and more often than not Eliza was there to help her with those hard to reach spots.

"Kirsten you are insatiable," Eliza observed. "I think you may have tired me out though."

"And I thought you couldn't get enough of me," Kirsten teased.

"I can't and that's why you've wiped me out," Eliza explained. "Now go get clean, I might just want to get you dirty again when you come out."

"You better," Kirsten declared. "Don't make me have to rape you."

"I wouldn't fight back, don't worry about that," Eliza promised as Kirsten crawled out of bed and walked toward the shower. Eliza permitted herself a long lingering gaze at Kirsten's bare backside before letting herself lay back on the pillow. She felt her eyes begin to flutter closed when a sudden remembrance jolted her back awake.

Eliza fumbled towards the dresser and picked up the invitation she had received that morning by messenger. It was to a party this weekend but it didn't have any information about what kind of party it was, just an address and a phone number she could RSVP to. Eliza got a lot of weird invitations every day so she had been about to throw this one in the trash, but the mystery surrounding it had stuck with her. She had kept it and had intended to call the number, but that idea had been forgotten until now.

Staring at the number, Eliza debated what to do for a second before deciding that there was no harm in a phone call. It wasn't that late, besides for many this hour of night was a beginning not an end. So Eliza grabbed the phone and dialed the number.

The ringing of the phone startled Sarah. They had installed a phone? When had that happened? She quickly followed the ringing and found that indeed, they had installed a phone already. That left one question, who had this number?

"Hello?" Sarah asked with hesitation.

"Hello?" Eliza asked back on the other end.

"Who is this?" Sarah asked.

"Who is this?" Eliza asked back, not quite sure what was going on here.

"You called me," Sarah insisted.

"I have your number on an invitation and I-" Eliza began, before finally recognizing the voice on the other end. "Sarah?"

"Yeah?"

"It's Eliza…Eliza Dushku," Eliza explained.

"Oh Eliza, hey!" Sarah immediately responded. "What's up?"

"Are you having a party or something?" Eliza asked. "You sent me an invitation."

"I did?" Sarah asked before catching on. "Oh we did!"

"Who's we?" Eliza pressed. "What kind of party is this?"

"It's a long story," Sarah replied. "You'll have to see for yourself. Just bring a swimsuit."

"Ummmm ok," the perplexed Eliza said. "Can I bring a guest with me?"

"Gee, I don't know," Sarah answered. She wanted to keep control of this party and if their guests began inviting guests, who knew how big it could get? "It's supposed to be a private party."

"Oh ok," a disappointed Eliza replied, thinking of how she was going to explain this to Kirsten. "I guess I'll see you this weekend."

"Sure, see you then," Sarah said before hanging up. Who had invited Eliza to the party? Sarah couldn't believe it! One costar knowing of her new tendencies was enough, as far as she was concerned. Who had asked Eliza to come without even passing it by her? Sarah considered this. It wasn't Love's style to do something like that and Jennifer definitely wasn't the sneaky type. That left only one person.

"Rose!" Sarah shouted before going off in search of the brunette trouble maker.

Meanwhile, unaware that Sarah was seeking her like a missile, Rose was inquiring into Jennifer's state of mind.

"Come on!" an exasperated Rose urged. "You have to pick someone!"

"I just can't choose someone," Jennifer replied. "This is hard you know!"

"It's not hard for me," Rose replied. "What's the tough part? I know you have to have some chick running around in your little fantasyland. We all do. You know there's some piece of ass you want to have for your very own."

"God, you just manage to drain all the romance out of this, don't you Rose?" Jennifer smiled, shaking her head.

"That's my assigned task, isn't it?" Rose replied before playfully shaking Jennifer by the shoulders. "Now pick damn it! Pick or I will be forced to pick for you!"

"I'll pick someone…I swear," Jennifer said. "Just no pressure…PLEASE!"

"Fine…fine…fine," Rose sighed. "But you can pretend all you want that you're not into this whole scene, but I know how much you love it! I'm going to figure out who you're dreaming of at night and I'm going to get her ass over here!"

"You do that," Jennifer replied with a knowing grin. "I'll be in the shower. Let me know when you've cracked me."

As Jennifer walked away, Rose immediately took the opportunity to duck into her room to do some snooping. Jennifer hadn't unpacked everything quite yet so Rose rooted through what she could, taking particular pleasure at seeing Jennifer's impressive collection of lacey undergarments. Finally Rose took a peek at Jennifer's CD collection and it came to her in a flash.

"Yes!" Rose congratulated herself. "I got you now Jen!"

But before Rose could pat herself on the back anymore, she heard bellowing in the hallway.

"ROSE!" Sarah shouted and Rose quickly ran out of Jennifer's room so as not to appear to be a spy and waited for Sarah to find her.

"I'm right here," Rose stated, wondering what she had done now. "You don't need to yell all over the house!"

"Did you invite Eliza Dushku here for the party?" Sarah asked hotly when she finally got face to face with Rose.

"Maybe…" Rose smirked.

"Why? Why did you do that?" Sarah demanded. "Didn't it ever occur to you that that was extremely rude?"

"How on Earth is that rude?" Rose asked, wondering what exactly Sarah's problem with all of this was.

"Eliza's been my co-star and we might have to work together again!" Sarah explained. "Didn't you think I may not want everyone who ever worked on this show to know what's going on here? What if I'd invited Alyssa Milano over? You wouldn't have liked that, would you?"

"I would have loved it!" Rose grinned, knowing that Sarah was totally unaware she had already gotten to know both Alyssa and Holly Marie Combs very intimately. "Can I bring her too?"

Sarah couldn't help but crack a smile over Rose's enthusiasm to have just about every pretty girl in Hollywood over to the house. There was something just instantly disarming about Rose. Even when you were pissed at her, she found a way to make you smile.

"I'm still mad at you!" Sarah insisted, but with far less conviction than before.

"No you're not…you love me too much," Rose replied as she tickled Sarah's cute chin, eliciting a giggle from the blonde. "Relax, Sarah. You're going to thank me when we're all done."

With that Rose left, already plotting how she could add a little more spice to the mix. Adding Eliza had been a good way to get Sarah more into it and now Rose had the perfect idea for Jen. But the party needed something else. Rose pondered this in her head. How could she really get things going? Suddenly it occurred to her in an idea she couldn't believe she hadn't thought of before. It was an utterly, completely, totally perfect idea. This was going to be a party to remember.

* * * * *

Jessica Alba felt like she had to make as choice. It was if there were two outstretched hands before her and she was being told to take the red pill or the green pill. Sure, this wasn't as dramatic, but it felt like a big deal to her.

On the bed lay a bikini that she could easily slip onto her body and follow the directions on the invitation she received. Next to the suit lay the newest Alice Hoffman book, which Jessica had promised herself she was going to really get into. On the face of things, it was an easy choice when it was between a pool party on Labor Day weekend or reading a book at home, alone. But that didn't take into account the simple fact that Jessica was kind of shy.

She wasn't a wallflower by any means, but she had only just turned 20 and had never felt that comfortable in the whole "Hollywood scene." Her best friends were outside of the industry and in the year since she had shot to stardom on "Dark Angel" she really hadn't gotten close to anyone in the biz, except for Michael that was. Her co-star and fiancé hadn't been able to join her this weekend, but had urged her to go to the party when she told him about it. It did seem like fun, but Jessica wasn't sure if she'd be able to fit in with people who had undoubtedly had several laps around the Hollywood party circuit.

There also was the wild card factor that she really didn't know much about what she was getting into. She had called the number on the invitation to confirm this was something legitimate and she'd had a nice talk with Jennifer Love Hewitt, who had insisted that Jessica call her "Love." So the party was for real, but other than that no details were forthcoming.

On one hand it would be good to get to know her peers better. It looked like she would be in this industry for at least a few more years, so it didn't make any sense to hide the whole time she was here. But, Jessica couldn't shake the fact that something seemed slightly off here.

In the end though, Jessica knew which option she had to choose. The house was going to be awfully big and empty without Michael around this weekend and Jessica wasn't looking forward to that. So why not go to this party and see if she could make some new friends? Jessica really couldn't think of a good reason to not give it a try, so she grabbed the suit and threw it into a beach bag. Hey, if she wasn't having any fun then she could easily slip out and the Earth wouldn't change its course one degree.

* * * * *

If Jessica had reservations, Alyson had flat out doubts about all of this. She drove toward the address Sarah had given her and she still couldn't believe that Sarah had picked up and moved on to Malibu. She asked herself again, what else was Sarah not telling her? Had she gotten in with some weird cult or something? You don't just up and move and not tell your friends about it. And then to invite her to a pool party of all things? It just didn't make sense to Alyson. She had known Sarah for years and they had been such close friends, that none of this behavior seemed to be in character for her. Something else was going on here.

Still none of that had prevented Alyson from throwing on a swimsuit under her clothes and going to Sarah's new address that Saturday. She wore a red one piece swim suit with a white trim around it. It wasn't sexy, but it wasn't like she was going out looking to be picked up. It was comfortable and Alyson liked it. That was the important thing.

Alyson followed the directions she had been given to the letter and soon found herself at the gated entrance. Preparing herself for everything from finding out Sarah was married to seeing her friend in a white bathrobe and Nikes waiting to catch a flying saucer in a comet, Alyson announced her arrival with a push of a button.

"Hello?" a voice asked that Alyson couldn't recognize, but knew she'd heard before.

"Hi, this is Alyson Hannigan," the redhead replied. "Ummm Sarah invited me here and…"

"Oh sure come on in!" the voice on the other end responded brightly and the gates instantly opened. Alyson drove forward and when she finally reached the mansion and exited her car, she couldn't help but gawk at its majesty. It was huge! It was absolutely beautiful! How could Sarah afford all this?

"Close your mouth before you attract bugs," Sarah said as she opened the doors of the house and ran toward Alyson. She was dressed in a pink bikini top and jean shorts and she greeted Alyson with a warm hug.

"Sarah…wow! This house…it's just so…" Alyson gasped.

"I thought you'd like," Sarah replied. "You're the first one here! Come on in, I want to show you around. I think you already know everyone."

"Everyone? Who exactly is everyone?" Alyson asked. "Sarah, I want to know what's going on."

"Don't be so impatient Aly, all will be explained," Sarah urged. "Now get your butt inside before I drag you."

Alyson got a good idea of whom "everyone" was when she entered the house and saw Love bounding toward them. Alyson couldn't take her eyes off her, especially the way her obviously braless breasts bounced in her loose sundress. The redhead felt like the proverbial deer in the headlights.

"Alyson! Hi!" Love squealed as she hugged the guest. "It's been way too long."

"Yeah it has Jennifer," Alyson replied, not quite sure what to make of the hug considering their time together consisted of brief encounters at parties and the set visits Alyson made to "I Know What You Did Last Summer." After considering it for a second, Alyson shrugged and returned the embrace.

"You two live together now?" Alyson asked after Love released her from her affectionate grip.

"Sort of," Love winked. "And please call me Love. We don't want a lot of confusion here."

"Too late," Alyson smiled. "I'm already overwhelmed with questions."

"Well I'll have to put your mind at ease, Aly," Sarah replied, grasping her friend's hand. "Let me give you the grand tour and we'll bump into Rose and Jennifer somewhere here."

Before Alyson had a chance to ask another question, she was dragged away by the eager Sarah. Meanwhile, in her room Jennifer studied herself in the mirror. She had considered wearing some of her sexier bikinis today, but in the end had decided to go with something a little simpler. She looked at herself in her gray two-piece, with red fringe around the edges of the top and bottom and blushed when she thought to herself that she probably wouldn't be wearing it for long.

"I was hoping for something a little more revealing, but that will have to do," Rose said from the open doorway. She walked in and put her hands on Jen's shoulders before nuzzling her neck. "Of course you look good in anything."

"Still trying to make nice?" Jennifer teased.

"I'm always nice," Rose replied before kissing Jennifer softly on the lips, a gesture that was eagerly reciprocated.

"What about you?" Jennifer asked, noticing the white robe that covered Rose. "You're actually covering yourself up, that's a change of pace."

"Well it's only temporary, I assure you," Rose stated. "This is my chosen outfit for today."

Rose then dropped her robe and Jennifer couldn't help but gawk at her in the gold bikini that barely held in her curves. The sparkle of the gold material was the only thing that could possibly distract the eyes from the way Rose's breasts were practically hanging out of the micro-top and how her ass was barely covered in a thong.

"You like?" Rose said as she did a little fashion twirl for Jennifer.

"Oh my…" Jennifer gasped with a smile.

"That's the reaction I'm hoping for, cause I am gonna show off this bod today," Rose promised with a twinkle in her eye.

"Why not just go down naked, it would be more subtle," Jennifer joked.

"I thought about it," Rose answered. "But I decided I wanted the sensation of someone peeling my bikini off my body."

Rose made it sound so delicious that Jennifer practically filled her request right then and there. The brunette noticed Jennifer's growing desire with a grin.

"Save that for later Jenny," Rose teased. "Your guest will be here soon."

"My guest?" Jennifer asked, knowing she had never bothered to invite someone. "You didn't?"

"I did," Rose gleefully answered. "And soon enough you'll find out whose pussy it is you're gonna be licking all night long. You are going to be thanking me forever for what I did here today."

"I just don't know…" Jennifer said anxiously.

"What?" an exasperated Rose asked. "What are you so worried about?"

"I don't know if I can seduce another woman," Jennifer admitted. "I mean I know I can get guys hot and all that, but this is so different."

"Baby, the only thing different is the equipment," Rose smiled. "If anything we want more sex than guys do. With your bod you won't have any trouble wrapping your girl around your finger and getting her between your legs. You just have got to give them reason to want to give in to their desire. You never have any trouble turning me on."

"Yeah, but you're a whore," Jennifer joked.

"Well you've got me there," Rose admitted. "But this is one whore who's going to make sure you come over and over again until your body can't take it anymore."

Rose's lewd promise was just what Jennifer needed to hear. Whenever she had insecurity over this whole thing she remembered the enormous pleasure and it was all good again.

"Now let's go before they start without us," Rose said, taking Jennifer's hand and leading her out of her room and downstairs. They made their way toward the foyer and Rose immediately broke into a smile when she saw that Jennifer's guest had arrived.

"There she is…" Rose smiled in satisfaction.

"Who?" Jennifer asked before she saw who it was and gasped. "How? How did you know?"

"I looked through your CD's," Rose confessed. "I saw that you already had her book and I think it wasn't because of her skills as a poet. It wasn't hard to guess."