I could not believe it was her.

The burgeoning filmmaker in me rebelled at the fantastical, unlikely coincidence. I had last seen this mesmerizing woman 11 months ago and about 2,000 miles from here.

David introduced us. She was his date for this evening of socializing and — hopefully — deal-making. David, a film executive, had invited me up to his big house in the hills. I'd been told to bring a date of my own, and I had. Her name was Sandra. But she was suddenly the last thing on my mind as I beheld this other woman who had haunted me for nearly a year.

“Kyle,” David said, “this is Jackie.”

I remembered her name, of course. I remembered every line of her delicate face, every curve of her body. As she stepped forward to offer her hand, I recalled vividly her easy, elegant movements and grace.

“Uh… hi,” I said shakily, hoping no one noticed.

“It's a pleasure,” she said, her voice all husky silkiness.

Did she remember me? I couldn't tell. We had met while I was still in school, finishing up my film degree. We'd been on a double date together. She was with a friend of mine when we all went to a lecture. I couldn't keep my eyes off her the whole night — which rankled the woman I was with, of course. But I was helpless. Jackie was beautiful, and something about her had lit up all my senses.

Eventually, my friend had parted ways with her but wouldn't give me her number, telling me not to bother because she was a cold fish. I never tracked her down on my own; I wouldn't have known where to look.

Now, incredibly, she was here — in L.A. at this important exec's house. I knew she'd been studying film, too, but if somebody had handed me a screenplay where a chance reunion like this occurred, I would've demanded a rewrite. Stuff like this didn't happen.

This was a very important night for me. I had schmoozed all the right people, and now I had a chance to seriously pitch myself to this big shot. But Jackie, so lovely and enticing, was a massive distraction.

Even so, I got through drinks with David. He could give me my first serious break in this business. He was feeling me out; I was acutely aware of that fact.

“You like the house?” he asked.

“It's incredible.”

“You want one like it?”

“Sure,” I said. “But if I'm allowed to make movies, I'll gladly live in a hut.”

He liked that. “Go have a look at the grounds. I need to make a couple calls.”

Sandra didn't want to come, so I wandered outside on my own. The landscaping was exquisite, with paths and groves. The night was L.A. warm, and everything tingled with possibilities.

“Kyle?” I heard footsteps.

I spun around. Jackie stepped into the moonlight, and a thrill went through me. “You remember me?” I asked.

She smiled. “Of course. School. That lecture. I wanted so badly to see you after… but I was too shy.” She told me how she'd come to Los Angeles to pursue her own film career. “I know David's family. We're not really dating. I didn't want to say anything earlier in case it messed up any deal you had going with him.”

“That's very considerate.” I moved closer to her. She wore a shimmering black dress, cut low. We stood on grass, beneath a palm tree. “I… ” I started to say, then lost myself in her beauty.

She finished my thought. “I want you.” With that she stepped up and pressed her mouth softly against mine. The kiss was a sweet, sensual contact, and it sparked all my senses. My desire for this woman was strong, but she'd been so long in my thoughts I was suddenly frozen.

Jackie cut to the chase, like in a fast-paced action movie. Her hand closed over my crotch and squeezed. My stirring cock surged to full hardness. So much for her being shy!

I pulled her tight to me and jammed my tongue into her mouth. Her body was taut and lithe against mine. I groped her tits, and then tugged the dress off her shoulders. The garment spilled down her body, revealing silky underwear and her beautiful curves. She undid my shirt buttons and fly.

Before I could get completely out of my clothes, she dropped to her knees. She grasped my straining cock around the base and swirled her tongue over my sensitive cockhead. My whole body jumped with electric pleasure. Her dark-haired head moved rapidly. Her mouth plunged down upon my shaft. I watched, transfixed, as my inches disappeared between her encircling lips.

The intensive pleasure kicked my heart into overdrive. I shivered and bit down a moan, not sure how well sound carried and not wanting to alert David — or Sandra — as to what we were doing. Despite Jackie's assurance that they were just friends, I didn't want David finding me out on his lawn face-fucking his date.

I thrust helplessly into her talented mouth. She deep-throated me every time, swallowing my throbbing cockhead. My balls smacked against her chin. I wound my fingers into her rich dark hair as the moonlit sky spun above us.

When she pulled off, I staggered back. She stood and flung away her underthings, standing naked on the grass. I stripped off the rest of my clothing. She gleamed, her skin flawless, her breasts high and firm. I went to her and knelt. She grinned and dropped a taut thigh over my shoulder. I cupped her succulent ass, helping her keep her balance as she shoved her slick pussy against my mouth.

“She deep-throated me every time, swallowing my throbbing cockhead.”

She tasted like ambrosia. She tasted like the stars. I felt a twinge of shame over how completely I had imagined getting my tongue up into this woman who I had only met once before, briefly. But she, amazingly enough, had been just as obsessed with me. Serendipity could be crazy.

I licked her drizzling cleft, greedily lapping up her excitement. Her clitoris pulsed against my eager tongue. She ground herself down onto my open mouth. Her fingers seized my hair at the roots. She started humping hard at me. I clutched that luscious ass and let her fuck my face.

When she came, her body twanged like a bowstring when the arrow's been released. She flooded my mouth with her moisture. The fluid ran down my chin and dribbled onto my chest. She unhooked her leg from my shoulder.

I grinned, with the taste of her filling my senses. My cock twitched. Her eyes blazed. She turned, and for one moment I thought she was going to bound away like a gazelle, forcing me to chase her naked across the mansion's landscaped grounds.

Instead, she got down on all fours on the grass. The palm tree threw moon shadows across her perfect, arched back. She turned her dark-haired head. “Take me, Kyle. Take me hard!” she pleaded.

My need was turning me inside out. I went to the beautiful, impossible woman and knelt behind her. Moonlight shone on her glistening pussy. I caressed the firm globes of her ass as I slotted my cock into her waiting hole.

Her pussy grasped me in its silken embrace. I slid deep into her, feeling her wriggling response. She, too, bit down a groan of pleasure. She rocked backward on her knees, taking every last centimeter of me, grinding back on my cock and deliberately impaling herself.

I started thrusting into her as a soft breeze stirred the grass around us. The palm fronds shivered overhead, and Jackie's body undulated sensuously. We were in perfect synch. I went balls-deep into her with every lunge, my sac slapping her glorious backside.

It felt as if some strange chemical truth between us were being realized. Somehow she had imprinted herself on me all those months ago. My body and heart wanted this person. I knew if we hadn't met again, I never would have gotten her out of my mind without this, no matter who else I met or what happened in my life. I was, simply, meant to fuck this woman.

Fuck her I did. Hard, like she wanted. I slammed into her. I tightened my grip around her hips and pounded her with my steel-hard cock. She was trembling on her knees, but I kept up the fierce, plundering tempo.

One of her hands slipped out from under her, and she dropped to one side. Looking back, she panted, “I want to see your face when you come inside me.”

I was happy to accommodate her. I pulled out. She rearranged herself on her back, lifting her legs and inviting me back in. I hunkered between her firm thighs and speared her anew with my cock. Her body lifted. Her legs cinched around my waist. I watched her face as it shuffled through its stages of ecstasy.

She caught her lower lip with her white teeth. She flung her head from side to side, spilling her dark hair on the grass. Her nostrils flared like a beast. I hammered into her, driving home with every thrust — and it really felt like home. I'd had plenty of pussy in my life, but this was the body and soul that most excited me.

Her eyes sprang suddenly wide. A look of crisis came to her features. They say people make ridiculous faces when they come. Not Jackie. Her look of rapture belonged to the angels. I admired the bold beautiful expression as her climax rose up through her, quaking every part of her as she squirmed underneath me. Her fingers bit into my shoulders, and her legs squeezed my waist mightily.

“I went balls-deep with every lunge, my sac slapping her glorious backside.”

Words spilled out of her mouth: “I just keep coming! It's not stopping!”

Wonder of wonders. The jackpot. Multiple orgasms. I maintained my thrusts and beheld with amazement the glory of continuous bliss. She was as wired to me, it seemed, as I was to her. The moment was almost beyond belief. It 
was something else that if I saw it in a script I would have to voice my doubts. But here it was, in reality.

But after another minute I couldn't hold back. My balls clenched, and I started erupting. My come jetted into her, and the hot splash of it set off another string of sexual fireworks for her. Unbelievable pleasure washed over me. The moon tumbled across the sky, and I felt an ultimate fulfillment.

We dressed and went back inside. David was finishing up a phone call. Sandra had gotten another drink and was admiring some art on the wall. David smiled, shook my hand, and told me he had a job for me. He wanted both me and Jackie to work as assistant directors on a film he was developing.

“Think you two can work together?” he asked us.

I love a Hollywood ending.

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