Lady in Red Pt. 02 Ch. 19

Steve managed to get Will alone for a few minutes. "Will, we're considering making Diane's role bigger and actually having her do a love scene with me. I wanted to know how you felt about it before we go any further. It can be pretty bland, or it could show a fair amount of skin. Either way, I'd be kissing her, holding her, and maybe feeling her up. It's a dirty damn job, but I'm a professional. I never want to see you and Diane have any marital problems, especially that I help create, so what do you think?"

"Honestly? Diane is a bit of an exhibitionist. I think all of the women in the family have some of that going on. I'll buy a dozen copies of the movie when it comes out. She may act reluctant, but I think she'd love to be like Gwen and show off her boobs. The idea of having a poster of her hanging in garages and workshops across the country turns us both on. Don't force her into anything, but take her as far as she dares go. She feels like life has passed her by at times; that she might have been able to be a model or a movie star, but she chose me and life in Sparta. She never complains and I know she loves me and the kids, but this would really help her with her bucket list."

"What are you discussing with my husband this time?" demanded Diane as she sauntered up to Steve and Will.

"To be quite honest, we were talking about how much I'm going to enjoy our love scenes and fondling those big breasts of yours," replied Steve as he made a production of leering at the large amount of cleavage on display from the low top swim suit Diane had on. "The world needs to know just how nice those babies are. I told Will that I'm going to have my way with them in our movie, so he'd better be mentally prepared."

Diane blushed at Steve's words, but made no effort to cover her ample cleavage as he stared. "Will, this young man seems to think that we'll allow him to fondle the twins. What should I do?"

"Whatever Steve and the director want you to do," answered Will as he kissed Diane's cheek. "The other guys in town will be so jealous of me when the movie comes out, they won't be able to stand it. I can't wait for my golf buddies to see how beautiful you are."

Production began that week. Steve had time off from his Washington duties before the London concert, and Gwen was home for the summer. Jordan and Charlie began filming their movie at the same time, but with a different director. Once again, Lady in Red Productions was filming both movies in Sparta, when possible. That was the advantage of making plot driven movies over those that required special effects and spectacular scenery.

The new script for Gwen and Steve's movie had been passed out at a preproduction meeting and everyone immediately noticed Diane's increased role, as well as Stephanie's. "I was going to be a fill-in for the dance contest. Now I'm supposed to be one of Steve's conquests? And I find out he's been doing my mom? What kind of a guy is he supposed to be? That doesn't sound like a hero."

"Everyone felt the script lacked passion and conflict," replied Gwen. "Diane's character has been drinking too much because her husband, your dad, ran off with a younger woman. She's an easy target for Steve's character's charm. He doesn't know that she's your mother when he seduces you. When he and I show up at your mom's for lessons and you're there, it all comes out. It'll make for some tense moments, especially between all of us women."

"So how intense is my seduction scene, and what will Mom be showing?" asked Stephanie.

"Your mother is going to be topless with me," replied Steve with a grin. "You can stay covered up if you like. We can just make out a little and fade out. The next scene would show one of us leaving in the morning."

"That isn't going to happen!" proclaimed Stephanie. "I want to show as much as Mom, or more. I may never get another love scene with you and I want something I can show my grandkids."

"Do you think they'll want to see Grandma and Great-Grandma half naked?" asked Diane. "You'll have plenty of opportunities to be in scenes with Steve, so don't rush into anything that you'll regret later."

"Mom, has Jordan, Gwen, Lisa, or Naomi ever regretted their nude scenes with Steve? Hardly! Naomi and Jordan have video clips on their phones that they pull up to show the other girls when we're out someplace."

"Hey! In my defense, I haven't done that since I married Charlie," stated Jordan defensively. "I do keep them in a file, but I hardly ever show them to anyone. I show the ones of Charlie and me instead."

"Jared has hinted that he'd prefer I stop showing those clips all of the time," admitted Naomi with a guilty grin. "But, I can't seem to stop Mom from showing them to everyone she sees."

"I see that Paula is going to play Gwen's mother," continued Stephanie. "That's brilliant casting. I'm playing Mom's daughter and Gwen will be Paula's daughter. How much do we pay the guys that write these scripts?"

"Actually, that would be Ashley and me," admitted Kate. "We wrote this last year and have been refining it since. I know it isn't absolutely brilliant, but with the new plot twists and how well everyone can act and dance, it'll be a big hit, I'm sure.

"Besides, you should be thanking me for giving you a love scene with Steve. If you don't like the part, or don't want to act with Steve, or your mother, I'll just step in and do the role," added Kate.

"Don't worry about me," replied Stephanie immediately. "Maybe my boobs aren't as big as some, but they're quality and the audience will love them. I'll be signing posters by this time next year!"

"We're talking about acting, not about who has the biggest boobs, or who can show them the most," chided Paula. "I personally don't think that Diane will be showing too much at her age and while Stephanie talks a good game, she'll be a lot more nervous when the time comes. What we need to is learn our lines and get this made as quickly and as well as we can."

"You have to keep you clothes on for the whole movie, don't you, Paula?" asked Diane knowingly.

"Yes, damn it!" responded Paula immediately as the others broke into laughter.

The morning of Steve's love scene with Diane was strange for him. Will insisted on attending, as did Gwen, Paula, and Stephanie.

"Are you going to be able to do these boobs justice?" whispered Diane as she hefted her boobs inside her robe. "Should I send Will away? Stephanie makes me nervous. I've never even done things like this with Will in front of her. I hope she doesn't lose respect for me."

"I'll be okay once we start," promised Steve. "I usually block out everything but the person in the scene with me, so I'll concentrate on just you three."

"Three?" repeated a confused Diane. "Oh, you mean me and the twins? Be sure you give them plenty of attention. I may never get to do this again."

Once the actual filming began, Diane and Steve managed to slowly lose their concern about being watched by the others. Steve worked his seduction slowly and Diane responded by following his lead. Before the scene was over, she was topless in his arms and kissing him as passionately as she possibly could.

Steve was amazed at how responsive and sexual Diane was. He rolled her nipples in his fingers and even suckled her for a short time before he moved on top of her. Their lower bodies were cover by a thin sheet, but it appeared that Steve had mounted Diane and was making passionate love to her. Steve was careful to not let his very hard cock even get close to Diane's panty covered pussy, but he could feel her heat. After they reached their climaxes, Steve slowly slid off Diane but managed to fill his hand with her left breast as they cuddled before the director ended the scene.

A wardrobe girl brought robes for the two actors. Diane stood and quickly donned hers as she looked for Will. He was at her side seconds later.

"Are we okay?" asked a worried Diane. "That was so intense; I got a little carried away. Are you angry with me?"

"Let's get back to the dressing room and discuss it," insisted Will as he calmly led Diane away.

"Steve, you had Mom going crazy. That was one of the sexiest things I've ever seen, and that was my mother! Dad was fidgeting and muttering under his breath, but he didn't seem angry. I can't wait for my scene!"

Steve and Stephanie filmed their love scene the following evening. Even with her parents, Paula, Kate, and Gwen watching, Stephanie surprised Steve with her willingness to get naked with him. She only had a few lines, but she managed to get them wrong so they had to reshoot the scene several times.

"Stephanie, I know you're doing that on purpose. You're costing us time and money. We'll give you more chance to get it right. If you don't, then I'll be naked with Steve and you'll be watching," threatened Kate.

Somehow Stephanie managed to do her part perfectly in the next take. Kate nodded knowingly as Stephanie pulled a robe over her shoulders while Steve remained on the bed with the sheet over his lower body.

"Come on, Steve. Get up and put on the robe," urged Paula. "You're not fooling anyone. We can see that big tent in the sheets. It looks like Stephanie wound you up as much as you did her."

"I need to get him back to the dressing room," suggested Gwen. "If he's anything like he was after the scene with Diane, the rest of you may not see us at dinner. I have to wonder about having those two in any more movies with Steve. I may not be able to survive it!"

When they weren't filming, the Gwen, Jordan, Steve, and Charlie discussed their ideas about the music they would play at the London concert, as well as on the aircraft carriers.

"I thing we can do a lot of the harder rock and roll stuff in London, but I really believe those sailors will enjoy love songs and ballads about home, wives, and girlfriends, except for the female sailors, of course. They'll want the same about their families and lovers."

"I think you're right, Charlie," agreed Jordan. "We've done a few shows with a heavy military presence in the audience and they always seem to like the love songs the best."

"I'll trust you guys on this one," responded Gwen. "If that's what they like, let's be sure we give it to them in spades. They sure deserve it. What do you think, Steve?"

"I have to agree with Charlie and Jordan. Whenever I was in some hell hole, far away from home, I couldn't think of much other than holding my girl in my arms again."

"That was the right answer!" laughed Gwen before planting a long kiss on Steve's lips.

"The July 4th concerts may be the last I do before my swelling stomach becomes very obvious. It'll probably be a little round by then, but not too bad," allowed Jordan.

"On the plus side, your already considerable chest will be even larger and more eager to spill out of your top," predicted Steve. "I hope those poor sailors can handle that sight."

"Oh, I think they'll do fine," laughed Jordan. "They'd better because Gwen and I will be showing the girls off quite a bit. Those poor, depressed service men need something to pick up their spirits and not to brag, but Gwen and I have just what it takes."

"I've never heard of a riot on an aircraft carrier before, but I'm beginning to worry. You realize there'll probably be an admiral or two watching the show?" asked Steve.

"And they'll probably be men, so what's your point?" retorted Gwen.

"There are more than a few female admirals in our Navy," stated Steve. "So don't rule that possibility out."

"And female admirals will know even better than male admirals that morale is extremely important. Gwen and I will be improving it to beat the band!" promised Jordan.

Plans were made for the concert in London as well as the two aboard the big Navy ships. Charlie was the one they turned to for selecting and arranging the music and he always came through. They felt that they were well prepared when they arrived in England on Thursday, June 26th.

Once again, friends and family traveled with them. They found the British to be very friendly and warm, with their wry sense of humor on display at the drop of a hat, or derby, in England. On Friday morning, the entire group was having breakfast in the hotel when Stephanie dropped a bombshell.

"James told me last night that the Prince and Princess want to meet you four this afternoon, if you're available. I told him that I'd have to check and see."

"Are you crazy?" asked Kate. "When the Royals want to see someone, that someone makes sure they're available!"

"Kate's right," added Paula. "You need to make sure that James doesn't tell them that Gwen, Jordan, Charlie, and Steve are less than eager to meet with them. This is a huge honor."

"So, you're saying that it's okay that I set it up for Kensington Palace at three PM today, local time?" asked a smiling Stephanie. "I knew you'd never pass this opportunity up. Be sure to get lots of pictures for our magazine."

Paparazzi were a constant part of their lives, but the Americans were stunned when they saw the number of photographers and reporters at Kensington Palace. Once they were introduced to the Prince and Princess, all six of them posed for the photographers. Then the three ladies were asked to stand together while the photographers snapped away.

Charlie and Steve had to laugh when the Prince made a comment under his breath about who the press really preferred, but then admitted that he didn't blame them. The three women smiled and turned left and right for the photographers. Steve was struck by the beauty and grace of the three women as they smiled at the cameras. Steve had been informed that the prince would be wearing his uniform, so Steve wore his dress uniform and looked really sharp.

The Royal Couple turned out to be very friendly and extremely interested in the charitable efforts of Lady in Red Productions. The three couples compared experiences and ideas for expanding their efforts. The royals spoke at length about vaccinations for children, especially in poor and developing nations. After being together for a few minutes, they were chatting like old friends.

At the end of the scheduled hour visit, they were asked if they could stay a bit longer. Gwen looked at Jordan and they quickly agreed. It was almost a full hour later when Jordan, Gwen, Steve, and Charlie were photographed leaving the palace.

"I think they liked us," risked Jordan as the foursome rode back to their hotel. "They were both very down to earth. They acted perfectly normal, especially for very wealthy royalty living in a castle."

"I can't believe they wanted to exchange cell numbers," marveled Gwen. "Now I can speed dial the future King of England if I want! It made me wonder about Steve's phone. Do you have President Hanson's number on your phone? President Novokov's? President Marchant's?"

Steve simply studied the scenery as their limo drove through the streets of London. Gwen waited for Steve to respond.

"It must take some time to get used to driving on the left," observed Steve. "Driving here would make me nervous."

"Are you telling us that you have the phone numbers of those three presidents, as well as the future King of England on your phone?" demanded Gwen.

"No, I'm not," replied Steve with an easy grin. "I was just seeing how you'd react. I do have Nadiya's number if I ever need that."

"I have her number, too!" insisted Gwen. "She's a beautiful, intelligent woman that likes to lead people into thinking that she's a simple blonde yokel. You may as well delete her number now because I think she's quite serious about her German beau."

"Yeah, well, I think I'll wait to see how that turns out," replied Steve as he winked to Charlie and Jordan.

"I know what you're trying to do, and it won't work," laughed Gwen. "I know you too well to start getting jealous again. Those days are gone, for the most part, anyway. I just spent two hours with the future King and Queen of England, so you're feeble attempts at teasing me won't work."

That evening, Gwen and Jordan entertained their friends and family at dinner by recounting their experiences with the Royal Couple. Beatrice Patterson was especially impressed, yet saddened at the same time.

"The irony of the situation is pretty stark for me. I forbade my daughter from seeing a young sailor because I didn't feel he was good enough for her. She married him against my wishes. That union produced a son that is far more accomplished, respected, and capable than any man I could have ever selected for my daughter. I wish I could apologize to her!"

"Grandmother Patterson, please don't feel that anyone holds that against you. If your daughter was anything like her son, she's smiling down on you right now. She's with Steve's Dad and very pleased to see her son do so well," insisted Gwen. "This is a happy time, so please try to enjoy it and just be proud of your grandson."

"Changing the subject," broke in Charlie, hoping to lighten the mood. "I've hired Jodie Lane to play sax with the band. You guys placed me in charge of the music and the band years ago, so when I ran into her earlier this morning, I hired her. She said that she was here in the hopes of hooking up with one of the bands that will be performing tomorrow.

"I asked her if she'd consider playing with us and she jumped at the chance. She told me that we were her first choice," added Charlie. "She couldn't say enough nice things about Gwen and Jordan. I don't know what she thinks about Steve."

"I think we can probably guess," laughed Jordan. "Did she mention you at all, Charlie? You're a pretty hot commodity now. You're very wealthy, very talented, very good looking..."

"Very married, and soon to be a father," interjected Charlie. "There's no way I'm going to look at another woman when I have you."

"Darn, I was hoping we'd get in the hot tub later and have some wine and chat," allowed Gwen. "But why bother if you won't even look?"

"Let me rephrase that. I may look at other women, but there's no way I'd do anything to lose you, Jordan," amended Charlie. "I will show my appreciation of the feminine charms of Gwen, Lisa, Kate, Naomi, Stephanie,..."

"Okay!" chuckled Jordan. "I understand, but be prepared for my boobs to get bigger now that I'm with child. They may even catch Billy's eye."

"More likely, they'll poke out one of my eyes if they get any bigger," observed Billy without cracking a smile. "But it's a risk I'm willing to take!"

"Why does the conversation always come around to breasts with you men?" asked Paula. "It seems like you all have a one track mind."

"Where would all of you beautiful women be if we men weren't attracted to your bosoms?" asked Billy. "Do you think you'd be able to keep us men around to play Scrabble or something? Not likely. You ladies need to embrace the fact that we love breasts and you've all been blessed with the quality and quantity that we cleavage connoisseurs prefer."

"Did I just hear you say that?" demanded Steve. "Do you spend a lot of time thinking these things up? 'Cleavage connoisseurs'? Where did that come from?"

"Blame that one on your future mother-in-law," replied Billy as he nodded toward Paula and her low cut sweater. "I haven't been able to look at anything else all evening. It was pretty much all that I could think of that wouldn't get me slapped."

"That phrase was inspired by my mother's bosom?" repeated Lisa. "How cool is that? I just hope my breasts have sonnets written in their honor someday."

"There was a young lady from Sparta," began Billy. "Whose bosom was so nice it could start a, but her husband used both mitts to cover her..."

"Do NOT go any further with that limerick!" warned Charlotte. "Has being in England made you into some sort of wordsmith all of a sudden, or a poet, or a bard, so to speak?"