Nude Christmas party

It’s been two days since their return from Hammonton and Angela had done her best to avoid the man she's crushing on.

It was a success. Very successful. She hadn’t even seen him since their return and thankfully they hadn’t assign her a scene with him.

That, Angela is wholly grateful. She had finished with her lesbian sex scene and dripping with streamers, so she got herself to her feet and rushed into the bathroom to clean up.

Angela discussed with Kate in the morning about restocking their groceries and they concluded that Angela would go to a grocery store and get all they'd need.

It’s already Monday. And Christmas is this week which meant that Kate’s son and her sister will be coming around at least by Thursday. That was what Kate had told her.

Consequent to the imminent visit of her son and sister, Kate had taken permission today from Alex to question her son’s stand-in father about his personal life.

You know, familiarizing things. That’s because she wouldn’t want to mess up if Gabby asks her a question.

So, at the moment, Kate and her son’s stand-in father are at Angela’s place….alone.

Angela’s felt her sex quiver as she ran the paper napkin over it. She must admit, she tribbing session was nice. Her colleague was a master in it.

The colleague, in question was Mira. Of course, Angela doesn’t know about her relationship with Lisa. Not that she'd want to know but…her hatred for Lisa might make her cringe.

She finished cleaning her nether parts and disposed the paper napkin, then she went for her dress.

Done, Angela threw herself one glance, smirked and started walking out of the bathroom.

Five strides into the filming room, she paused as she became all too aware of the man towering over the door.

The very male she had tried to avoid.

Fuck! Something wriggled awake inside her and had her heart sprinting. Already, she wasn’t aware she was breathing heavily and her eyes were dilated.

What the heck is this old man doing to her?

She tried to pretend there wasn’t a shocking voltage that passed between them and went to grab her bag. She was just about to grab the door handle when the man closed his pudgy fist over hers, swallowing it whole. The broad expanse of his chest nestled against her back.

He practically engulfed her into his body and warm tingles peppered her insides. Angela’s eyes are frantically blinking as he reached down to her earlobe and whispered.

“Can I have some moments with you?” His deep baritone sent a spear of arousal between her throbbing sex.

She tried to whirl around but her ass took cognizance of the bulge biting the fabric of his pants. Well, she ignored it and allowed herself to drown in the matured contours of his face.

“What do you want?” Her voice was squeaky. Fucking squeaky, betraying the frown she wore on her face.

It already gave the man the clue that she feels something…even if it’s just a flicker.

Definitely, if given a chance it’ll bloom.

He can’t waste his time coming here to Brazzers just for her and fail to achieve his aim. He had already spent some money just to get her. He made sure that Owen scheduled a scene for him and Angela which he was able to do with money.

He had come to Brazzers not to fuck but because of Angela. He wanted her.

“I want you.” He rasped out and the admission had Angela reeling back.

Why would he want her?

Yes, she wanted him but him wanting her? Why? It made no sense.

“Why?”

“Because I want you.” He said it without shame. Nothing to be ashamed of.

Angela gave a humorless laugh. “There’s nothing to want about me…”

“There, you’re wrong. There are so many things to want about you.” He told her.

Their eyes remained intertwined as the tension between them thickened.

Taking in a shuddering breath, she slipped her hand back and swung the door handle.

She wanted out before she does something she shouldn’t do. Unfortunately, when she aimed to open the door, the man shut it with hands pasted on either side of her face.

“You don’t remember my face, do you?” He asked in a deep growl.

She was looking….looking at him. She literally drown in his gaze. She felt the gathering wetness between her thighs as thoughts about how he ate her pussy filled her senses.

What he did to her two days wasn’t just for the camera.

“I…don’t.” She wet her dried lips between her teeth. The gesture stabbed the man’s cock with need.

He got his hand closer to her face and touched…felt…and played with the soft skin of her cheeks with his fingers.

“We met in North Carolina…at the airport.” He stated.

Angela’s brows draw together in thought. She met no one there apart from the men she gave services to. And she can totally remember their faces.

So who is he?

“I…recognize you.” She stuttered, almost breathless. Hell, his fingers working on her cheek is blazing her skin with desire for him.

“Oh, well. I was the one that met you. At the airport. You…were moving to Sin city, here. I was captivated by you.” He boomed.

His admission had Angela’s eyes bulging. “And you just followed me?”

He nodded. “I decided not to let something so good pass me by.”

His voice was already getting hoarse. The hunger for Angela roving through his eyes. He stepped back…leaving a chair-space between them.

That enabled Angela to gulp on some air.

“By the way…I'm Joe Truman. An ex-military.” He introduced, palm out.

Angela inched her shaky ones to his and they shook hers. “I’m Sophia but Angela as my stage name.” She let out.

Now. That explains why a man as aged as him is still hot and physically fit. Angela’s mouth watered.

“Angela…Sophia. Nice.” He drawled.

As if her scattered mind knitted together, Angela paused and widened her eyes.

She has to rush to the grocery store. “Uh…mr.Joe I need to head to the grocery store, maybe we'll talk some other time.” She ground out.

She turned, reached for the door again but his words made her stop.

“Can I drop you?”

Hell, that question sounded like ‘can we go on a date’ to Angela.

She was already saying yes before she could think deeply about it.

Maybe the man wanted a sex partner for the holiday. Then afterward, he'll leave.

If that’s what he wanted. She’s willing to concede.

When they both exited the elevator, Angela spotted the receptionist heading towards them.

She and the lady had gotten to know each other and that was through Kate. So, seeing the lady throw smiles her way didn’t look weird to her. Instead, Angela offered her a smile in return.

“There you are. Have been looking for you and Kate. Where is she?” The receptionist asked, her eyes roaming behind Angela on search of Kate.

“Oh, she didn’t come today. Any problem?” Angela asked in a mild tone, feeling the sizzling heat oozing from Joe’s body.

“Not in that aspect. The day after tomorrow is Brazzers nude Christmas party and…here is the flier.” She handed Angela the flier and she looked down.

Angela’s eyes landed on the list of activities to be held on that night and marveled.

Kiss card game.

Truth or dear.

Name picking and gift exchanging.

Orgies…

Sex fight, and the list goes on.

“Wow….this sounds amazing…” Angela gasped.

“Oh, trust me it is, amazing.” The receptionist seconded with a smirk. “So, please, do tell Kate not to avoid coming here tomorrow, we'll pick names. Uh-huh?”

“Yeah, sure. I'll inform her.” She gushed with a nod.

“Great. Then, see you tomorrow.”

The lady walked away and continued with other pornstars, sharing the fliers to them whereas Angela and Joe made it outside.

The man led her to his car and she stepped into it with gratitude. Then he rode away from the company to a good grocery store.

When they got there, he helped out of the car and into the grocery. He watched her pick all the things she needed and helped her into the car again.

This time, instead if driving her to her place…he took her somewhere else.

“Why here?” She asked in almost a whisper.

“Because I need some time with you.” He gave his response and then, held the door open for her.