Part 7 Penny in a Spin

We took it slowly from then on. We were to meet all the others at an Italian Restaurant for a meal before we went to the club. The owner knew Andrew and we would meet up with the sound guys to get our mics fitted there before we ate as the filming would start with our meal.

Before we left, I was told to strip off completely and then was totally taken by surprise when Tanya pulled out an enema kit and squeezed the contents up my arse.

“So, you don’t get a sudden desire to have a crap once you are dressed.”

We had another cuppa and a chat until the stuff worked its magic and after that I was into the shower, Tanya following me. She had her own outfit in a bag already. The make-up lady had taken a picture of my face before she cleansed it and then I was ready to get dressed to kill.

I struggled with the gaff again but got it right in the end, finding out this time that it was split at the back to allow me to crap if the need arose. I wouldn’ need that convenience tonight.

Before anything else my cleavage was attacked with a film of concealer and powder to hide the join between my skin and the forms. Then I was putting on a black push-up bra and a thong. Now that one felt weird with just a ribbon of material up my crack. I was told to carefully put on a pair of very sheer black stockings that had a sort of garter belt as part of the pair.

I needed to work each leg up in rotation before I could pull the belt up past my bum. Because someone else was going to do my make-up I put on the dress and looked at my reflection in the mirror. There stood a girl whose bones I would like to jump.

I was sat at the kitchen table having my ‘club face’ recreated when Tanya came in. She looked fabulous in a shimmering silk creation which changed colour depending on which light she was near. On her five-inch heels she could win beauty pageants anywhere.

We blew each other a kiss and she consulted her watch.

“Ten minutes to pick up, Just time enough to get you accessorised.”

So, I was adorned with a necklace and matching earrings, a couple of bangles and a plain ring on each of my ring fingers with a small stone on the one on my left hand. When I queried that one, I was told that it was to ward off anybody who didn’t know me.

Our make-up girl checked us both over, packed up her things and came down the lift with us. The evening air was a little cool and Tanya noticed me rubbing my arms.

“Suck it up, girl, this is what we go through to look good. There’s no way we would get into a club wearing a parka.”

After a couple of minutes, the car arrived, and I was not feeling the cool so much by then. At the restaurant Sam parked and got out to hold the door and help us get out.

“I must say, Penny. You look ravishing. I could almost lust after you myself, even though I have been stuck under your arse with a camera at times and know what you’ve got coiled up somewhere. I bet it hurts.”

“Only when I get turned on. And standing in the street freezing my tits off is not one of those times.”

In the restaurant we were welcomed by Andrew and our two sound men. After all the rigmarole getting to look good, I now had the indignity of having a small microphone clipped to the underside of one tit with a tiny transmitter under the other.

Tanya was in the same boat, but I think that her reactions to this manhandling may have been a bit different to my own.

Andrew was bright.

“You’re the last to arrive. The filming starts now, go get ’em tigers.”

We walked into the dining room, Tanya telling me to make it sexy. I must say that the looks on the other girl’s faces was worth the whole day. They all got up and gave me a hug and an air kiss in turn, telling me that I was amazing.

I had to take a few seconds to figure out where this scene fitted in the filming before I answered.

“It’s all down to you girls. You’re the ones who have made me what I am tonight. I only hope that I can live up to your expectations, never having worn a dress like this before.”

During the meal we had the cameramen circling us with small devices that looked like smart phones. Maybe they were just smart phones; the way technology is advancing I wouldn’t be surprised.

We chatted about Germaine coming back to the office early and how I would ‘just adore’ her. With what I knew of the filming it wouldn’t be long before that was indeed the situation. We stayed clear of Thursday night’s outing because, in the story, it didn’t happen.

Eventually we finished and pretended to sort out the fictitious account. Outside there was a minibus to take us to the club and when we arrived, the driver parked across the road and told us to sit a while so the crew could get into position.

After a few minutes he got a wave and we all got out, walking across the road in phalanx of femininity, the doorman just standing aside to wave us in.

The place was jumping, and we put our bags into the cloakroom, getting a tag that was on a bracelet. We could order any food or drink and the tag would be swiped with the bill being paid when we picked up our bags again.

It took me a little while to get used to the noise and the movement and by the time I was orientated, I was pulled into the throng to dance. I have to say that Julian was not much of a dancer unless the music was slow and sexy. Penny, on the other hand, went at it with abandon.

Over the course of the next two hours, we danced and drank and danced again. I was dragged into the ladies’ loo by the others and shown the right way to act there, it included making sure I wiped properly and preened in the mirrors.

Late in the evening we were joined by Steve, Tony and some of the other male extras who carried on as if we were on the set. Around midnight I found myself in Tonys’ arms, slow dancing and feeling very good with myself.

As we danced his hands went down to my butt and mine went about his neck and suddenly, he was kissing me. Not in the way we had kissed in our previous sex scene. This was passionate, all tongue and felt amazing.

I responded as I thought Penny should. No, I take that back. Penny responded as Penny should by allowing him to fondle her butt and pushed her loins into his, feeling his obvious excitement.

When our lips were free again, he whispered.

“Penny, you are totally glorious, I want to make love to you as a man loves a woman; your place or mine?”

I giggled,

“What about the sound guys, this isn’t in the script?”

He smiled and kissed me again.

“I thought you knew. They all went home a half an hour ago. We are on our own time now. What do you say?”

My answer was to kiss him again; I was all Penny and I had something new to learn. I knew from experience that Tony was a careful lover and would not do anything to harm me. We claimed my bag and he paid my account, and we went out to find his car. I learned another new trick then, how to sit in a Porsche without showing too much leg.

At his apartment block he almost had to lift me out of the car which gave us an opportunity to cling again and kiss. I was getting used to kissing him and it made me tingle; or was that just the cool of the night.

His apartment made mine look like a slum. He saw my look of wonder.

“Give it a couple more months and you will be able to afford something like this. You are going to be a star, baby, and I will be just glad that I knew you at the bottom of your rise to the top.”

I felt tears in my eyes as I went to him.

“Thank you for that.”

Then I was kissing him hard, feeling totally Penny about to get her jollies.

That led to him unzipping my dress and helping me off with it and he stood behind me to unclip the microphone and transmitter, turning them off while his touch turned me on.

Now I knew what Tanya would have felt earlier in the day. After he had put both sets of sound gear on a sideboard, he unclipped my bra and I let it fall off my shoulders and he had one hand caressing my forms while he kissed my neck with his other hand taking off his pants and unbuttoning his shirt.

I turned and helped him with his final clothing, and he picked me up in his arms and took me through to a big bed. He let me down and we pulled the covers back, kicked off our shoes and got in.

For a little while we snuggled and kissed and then his hands started roving over my body. I allowed mine to wander down to his underpants and played with his dick. He and I worked together to relieve him of the pants and all he had to do with me was to pull the thong ribbon to one side.

“Be gentle with me.”

“Only until you tell me that you want something else,”

He was right, sometime later I was bucking under him and crying “harder”.

As he came, deep in me, I had the best, and longest, climax I had ever experienced, oddly without having to get hard myself. Afterwards we were side by side with my head on his shoulder and we dozed a little while.

About two in the morning, he took me again, a little slower and with a lot of loving. After that time, we got out of the bed and cleaned ourselves up, got dressed and he took me home. The dawn light was in the far sky when he helped me out of his car and walked me to my door.

“Thank you, darling Tony, you have made me a complete woman tonight, I will never forget it.”

He smiled.

“Penny, you have always been a complete woman. It’s just that you never realised it before”

Marianne Gregory (C) 2026