6 am table readings. What kind of director organises table readings at 6 am? And for only 5 scenes. Needless to say, me and my co-star looked like crap. Which is hard to imagine considering my co-star is the beautiful Natalie Portman. She could barely keep her eyes open. I took a peanut from the bowl on the table and threw it at her. She bolted wide awake in her seat and looked at me.
'We starting?' she asked.
'Nope. Our wise and brilliant director George is late.'
'What? These early sessions were his idea!' she said rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
'Late night?' I asked.
'Early night actually. Shitty hotel bed,' she said dreamily.
'I don't actually think the hotel's all that bad.'
'Oh no, I'm not staying at the same place as everyone else.'
'Ah I see, A-lister gets her own expensive hotel suite,' I smiled.
'You win a Golden Globe, you get the presidential suite at the Hilton.'
I paused before saying, 'With a shitty bed it seems.'
Natalie shrugged and then laughed before grabbing her coffee mug. We were filming an as yet, un-named romance film in Sydney, Australia. Natalie is the star of the piece and I'm playing her husband. Which suits me fine because my agent keeps telling me this could be my big break, I get a free trip to Australia and I get to see Natalie naked as part of a love scene we're filming. Our director George Wynn thought it'd be a brilliant idea to start up production ridiculously early each morning due to the amount of dawn filming sessions the film required. It seems like a good idea and it probably is, but half the crew still hates him for it. Luckily for most of them, this particular morning session only required Natalie and I to be at the table.
He came in about half an hour late. By then even I was pretty much asleep. This time it was Natalie's turn to throw peanuts at me. I bolted wide awake.
'Not so funny when it happens to you is it?' Natalie laughed.
George sat at the head of the table and said. 'Ok, we're reading through scene 27 through to 39 this morning. Natalie, Jim, you guys know the scenes at the beach house?'
We both nodded. George read parts of his script quietly to himself. There was silence in the room. Natalie and I looked at each other. Neither of us really liked the awkward way in which George works. It's not too uncommon for him to leave an entire table of the cast and crew silent for 5 whole minutes as he reads the script to himself. And the man obviously doesn't know how to manage actors.
'Anything in particular about the scenes you wanted to talk about George,' Natalie asked after about a minute.
'Um, are you still up for the nudity?' he said abruptly.
I raised an eyebrow, Natalie seemed somewhat surprised and looked at me for a moment. I think she didn't feel completely comfortable talking about it in front of me despite the fact I was going to be in the scene with her.
'Yes, if you think it's necessary for the film I'll do it,' she said shyly.
'It is.'
'How will it be filmed?' I asked curiously.
In all honestly, I was more interested in how much of Natalie I'd get to see rather than how the scene would look. Natalie and I have struck up a pretty good friendship during our 2 or so weeks on set so far but having said that, she's been curiously quiet about our love scenes.
'One camera, limited crew. Long shots, unbroken. It'll be easier that way one we get into editing. Anyway, I expect scene 29 and 31 which are the scenes in which you guys are in bed to clock up at about five minutes in all.'
'Five minutes?' Natalie said somewhat shocked.
'Yes, is that a problem Nat?' he asked.
'It's just that the scene is a total of 2 pages in the script, I didn't expect to be showing skin for that much time,' Natalie said surprised and somewhat annoyed.
'I want the love scene to be very passionate, very candid. This is an intimate moment between husband and wife. A relationship that's very important to the overall plot,' George said without looking up from the script.
'The actual sex scene doesn't go on for the whole five minutes does it?' I asked, perhaps a bit too enthusiastically.
'No. Two minutes tops,' George said flipping through the script once more.
'Wait, then why am I naked for the rest of the three minutes?!' asked Natalie in a rather annoyed tone.
'Husband and wife are in bed discussing their future after they enjoy a little romp in the bedroom. Of course you'll be naked. And not to make you uncomfortable Nat but the studio is all for having Golden Globe winning Star Wars actress Natalie Portman nude. They think it'll help us at the box office. Show off that cute body of yours and make us a few extra million.'
Natalie shot him a furious glare. I smiled on the inside at George's phrasing. Even though I wouldn't tell Natalie, it was this "romp in the bedroom", as George so interestingly phrased it, that was a major motivation for taking the role. George seems also very interested in the scene much to Natalie's dismay. I've noticed that she doesn't like the casual and at times sexist way he talks about the up coming scene.
Anyway, for about 30 more minutes, Natalie and I read through lines and made corrections where needed. Actually, George made most of the corrections and basically changed scene 28 completely. George didn't bring up the love scene again and Natalie was more than comfortable to stay mute of the subject. Which of course proved to be somewhat of a problem with that scene coming up in about 2 days.
When we finished up it was a bit past 7 o'clock, I was keen to get back to the hotel and rest up some more before I was due on set at noon. As I was walking out onto the studio lot, Natalie ran up to me.
'Jim!'
'Yeah?'
'You due on set today?'
'Yeah, at about 12:30 I think, studio 10. Why?'
'I was hoping we could talk about scene 29, our um...'
She trailed off. I smiled. Here's a girl so shy she doesn't even want to say "sex". She just looked at me and I at her. Eventually I just said,
'What about it?'
'I was wondering if we could talk about it after you finished for the day. I don't exactly feel comfortable talking to George about it.'
'I completely understand. When are you free?'
'Not until about 5 in the afternoon. I'm on set all day by the bay. Can you come to my hotel room? The Hilton, room 138.'
'Sure thing.'
'Great! Anyway I gotta go. Mustn't keep George waiting.'
'What scene are you filming?' I asked.
'Swimming by the bay.'
'He'll enjoy that,' I muttered under my breath as I walked away.
Little did I know Natalie's hearing was pretty damn good. She chuckled before grabbing me by the arm and pulling me back.
'You think George has a crush on me don't you?' Natalie asked smiling widely.
I smiled. In all honesty, I don't think George has a crush on Natalie, I know he does. But for her sake I decided to phrase my thoughts more tastefully.
'Put it this way Nat, George is a big Star Wars fan.'
Natalie laughed as she walked away. 'Room 138,' she reminded me.
'138,' I repeated.
***
I was on set later that day with the Assistant Director and a bunch of extras. When people say that Hollywood is a glamorous and exciting industry, they forget to mention the 3 or so hours you could spend on set doing a shocked and surprised look while on a phone. Luckily for me, this A.D. and I were old friends from college. It helped to have him there to hold off boredom.
'What else do you need Tom?' I asked.
'Sorry Jim, go from "where did this happen"? The lighting was all fucked.'
I picked up the prop phone once more as the Grip adjusted the light. Tom yelled "action" and I faked sincerity and shock. This was a smaller filming crew. Most of them were out by the bay filming on location with George and Natalie. Meanwhile I was left here repeating the same lines again and again and again. I had to say the line again for another 10 takes before Tom yelled,
'Cut! That's a wrap people. Good work.'
The crew disbanded quickly as I walked over to Tom who was watching the scene over again on the monitors. We were friends in college but only became acquainted again recently when we found ourselves working together on several other projects before this. In fact, Tom was one of the main reasons I got the role.
'Listen, I have to give George the update on everything in about an hour but you wanna get a drink afterwards?'
'Hotel bar at 9?'
'Actually, I was thinking straight after I'm done here at about 5. I'm going out to dinner with my cousin and her husband afterwards. They came in from Melbourne to see me.'
'In that case I can't, I'm meeting Natalie.'
'Woah, hold up! You don't mean Portman do you?' asked a very surprised and somewhat doubtful Tom.
'We're in Australia Tom. You really think Natalie Ross from College is going to fly over from Boston to see me?' I asked.
'Why are you meeting up with Miss Portman?'
'We're discussing scene 29.'
Tom thought about it for a moment before asking, 'The fight at office?'
'No you idiot!' I said before lowering my voice. 'The sex scene.'
This got Tom's attention. He turned his away from the monitors and swivelled around in his chair to face me.
'Discuss,' he asked giddily.
'What's to discuss? She's naked, I'll be naked and we'll be pretending to be fucking. She just wants to go over the scene before we do it on Thursday.'
'You think you can control yourself?' Tom asked wryly.
'What do you mean?'
'It's Natalie fucking Portman Jim. You have to be filming a sex scene with her for what will be a good hour or so. Not to mention the moment you get a hard-on, she'll either be very turned on or disgusted by you.'
'Huh, haven't thought about that.'
Tom slapped me on the back and turned off the monitors and packed up some of the gear. I stood there thinking about it. He continued, obviously taking great joy in the situation.
'And the question then becomes, are you willing to take advantage of the situation if she is turned on. You know, unnecessary touching and squeezing here and there.'
'You've thought about this a lot haven't you?'
'I'm just saying. The worse thing you could hope for is if Natalie asks you over and then sets ground rules for the scene. It completely ruins the experience. You'd be too focussed on not pissing her off than taking advantage of the opportunity. I know several actresses who have done that in the past.'
'You? How do you know? You're an Assistant Director.'
'I'm privy to a lot of gossip. Just like right now for instance. My advice Jimmy is this. Be on the look out for any signals she may give you. The three scenarios that could come of this are number 1, you guys are very professional and treat it like any other scene. Number 2, you use this as a springboard to a booty call later on. Or number 3, she gets all pissy from the having you feel her up and files sexual harassment charges.'
'Thanks for the advice,' I muttered.
***
I arrived at Natalie's hotel a bit past 5 o'clock. I knocked on the door for a good minute until Natalie opened. She was dressed only in a yellow bathrobe. Part of me was thinking how beautiful she looked, another part of me was bitter as her hotel room was obviously much more expensive than mine.
'Sorry Jim, I was in the shower. Come on in,' she said happily.
'Is that a signal?' I muttered under my breath.
'What was that?' Natalie asked once more impressing me with her hearing.
'Nothing, I was thinking how nice room is,' I lied.
'You should've been part during the Star Wars shoots. They put us in an even more expensive hotel downtown. Pretty much everyone too, not just the actors.'
'This isn't your first time in Australia then?' I asked.
'No, all 3 Star Wars films took me here. I love it here. It's pretty much like back in the States except everyone seems to have much less of a fuck you attitude than the average New Yorker.'
I laughed and moved to the window and admired the view of pretty much the entire city. The fact it was near sunset bathed the room in a reddish tinge. Unlike the movies, there was no view of the famous Sydney Harbour Bridge or Opera House. Natalie broke my train of thought and said,
'Listen, make yourself comfortable. Order up if you want to, it's on Universal Studio's dime. I'll be right back, have to put something on.'
There was a long leather couch in the middle of the room. I sat down threw my jacket onto it and approached the bar. Her suite even had it's own bar. I poured myself a glass of scotch and sat down. After an overly long time, Natalie finally came out the bedroom wearing just an ordinary white tank top and tight fitting black pants. And here I was half expecting something more revealing. She came over to the longue and sat down next to me and flipped open the script.
'So, scene 29,' she started nervously.
'Scene 29,' I repeated.
She laughed slightly. 'You're not going to make this easy for me are you?'
I looked at her, smiled, took a sip of scotch and put it down on the coffee table before saying.
'Ok, The sex scene. You want to set ground rules I suppose?' I asked.
Meanwhile I could just imagine Tom shaking his head disapprovingly and saying "no ground rules Jimmy". Natalie meanwhile seemed to have no idea what to say.
'Ground rules? No. Ok, it's just that.....I don't want to create a.....um..... situation between us where you're afraid to touch me or afraid do anything too overly sexual during filming,' she said choosing her words carefully.
'Right, we're both professionals and anything we do is for our art,' I said, half not believing the bullshit that was spouting out of my mouth.
'Right. Although if you could cover up certain body parts from the camera it'd also be greatly appreciated,' she laughed nervously.
I stayed silent not knowing what to make of that last sentence. I almost asked "cover you up with my hands?" but decided against it. There was an awkward silence momentarily with neither of us not knowing what to say. Eventually, she just blurted out.
'I'm sorry, I'm making this whole thing a bit awkward. I just don't feel completely comfortable with doing nudity on film.'
'You've done it before haven't you? Hotel Chevalier, Closer,' I asked whilst not wanting to seem like a complete expert on the topic.
'I personally asked Mike Nichols to delete my topless scene from Closer and I was a nervous wreck while filming Hotel Chevalier. Let's just say I had a lot of martinis before the camera's rolled.'
'Then why did you agree to do it for this film?' I asked.
'I don't know. I always think I'm up to it but when it comes time to shoot the scene.....my shy and prudish side takes over.'
She just stopped talking and went silent. Her candidness surprised me. I didn't know what to say so after about 30 seconds of silences, I just said.
'So do you wanna go over the scene? The dialogue I mean.'
'Yeah,' she said, relieved to change topics.
Natalie reached for a pile of manuscripts sitting on the table and threw a copy of the script to me. We flipped to the scene and Natalie started reading her lines. Needless to say, the Thursday night filming session was going to be interesting.
***
Here's how it went. Night time shooting at the beach house. My character, Matt, is in bed reading. The wife, Amber, is coming out of the bathroom half naked wearing only her panties and a shirt. We're discussing some crap about Amber getting a job in the city. It's actually some of George's better work but needless to say, I wasn't focussing on the dialogue all that much. George wanted to film the scene in one long take like he always does. Which means we'll be repeating this scene countless times from beginning till end. This obviously suited me just fine. Unless most shoots, there was as little people on set as possible. I counted only seven people including me and Natalie. When George yelled action, we were a go. Natalie walked in from the bathroom and I took my shirt off and climbed into bed pretending to read.
'I don't know if I should take the job. I'm so comfortable right here. The big city just isn't for me,' Natalie said.
I had the luxury of having the script right in front of me. George didn't mind since my character was suppose to be reading anyway, so we just disguised the script as a magazine.
'What are you talking about, you lived in Los Angeles before you came to Australia,' I said.
Natalie sat down on the bed and said,
'I came here for you. And if I were to take the job, I'd have to move into the city which means I'll most likely only see you on weekends.'
'Amber, you moved countries for me. I'll move into the city with you if it means being able to see you 24/7. Because if I stay here and you go to the city, you know I'll just end up missing you,' I said as I threw the script away, leaned forward and kissed her.
The boring part was over. We kissed for a long time until the George moved the camera and gave us the signal to move to the next stage. Natalie took her shirt off and leaned back against me. I slid my hands through her arms and cupped both of her breasts. From what I could see, they weren't big but were a perfect fit for a girl of her stature. A great pair, firm, not too small and not too big. Natalie said a few more lines of dialogue. I wasn't even listening. I just cupped her breasts in my hands and massage and squeezed them. I said my last line and we were done talking.
I slowly eased Natalie down onto the bed and looked down at her briefly. Absolutely beautiful. I couldn't stare for long because we had to continue kissing. I ran my hands over her smooth thighs. It was right about now that I could feel my penis growing quite hard. It was also now that I realise that as nice as it was to be able to feel up Natalie Portman for ages, it was also going to be torture. I started kissing her flat belly and slowly moved up and kissed the bottom of her breasts.
I looked her in the eyes for a moment and saw she was looking directly at me. I couldn't read her expression. We just looked into each others eyes. It's a curiously feeling, stripping a woman of her clothes and pretending to make love while 5 other people look on. I pulled the shirt over her head and threw it onto the floor. Natalie slid her panties down her legs as I took my own pants off leaving us both naked. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her onto me while I lay down on the bed. Per the script, Natalie got into position and then proceeded to lie on top of me. I could feel her warm, smooth skin against the length of my body. For a moment, I just froze. I could even feel her pubic hair against my groin. That was when I realised my hard-on was pressing right up against her.
We kissed once more as I ran my hand over her back and teasingly grazed her breasts. Natalie then pressed her groin against mine. I could feel her vagina against my dick. I looked at her once more. She smiled for a split second. I interpreted that as a sign and quickly moved my left hand to her breasts and clutched it. That wasn't part of the script I can tell you that much. It was unbearable at this point. I just wanted to fuck her. Natalie cried out in pleasure over nothing. I know she was just following the script but it was torturing me. I had to have her. The fact she was a good actress didn't help. An onlooker would've been convinced we were fucking the way she was going. But we weren't.
I don't know why I did what I did next but it happened anyway. The script just said she was suppose to straddle me as we fucked. Her on top, me on the bottom. But without warning, I grabbed her by the waist and pushed her back down onto the bed. It took her by surprise. She gave me a confused look momentarily but played along. I stopped kissing her and moved to suck on her nipple. She moaned softly. This time I was convinced it was a genuine expression of pleasure. With one hand, I played with her other nipple. I moved my other hand down to her legs and pretended to line up my penis. In reality, I began stroking her vagina. I started kissing her lips again. I opened one eye and could see a look of utter surprise on her face. I ran my fingers along the length of her opening. I could feel the heat emanating from in. I wanted nothing more than to fuck her right now. But even I knew that would be taking it too far.
This turn of events obviously took George by surprise too as he moved the camera to new and more interesting angles. It was suppose to be a standard shot from the side as we fucked with her on top. Instead it was now the other way around and our hands were going wild. Natalie clutched the back of my head and kissed me furiously. Meanwhile, my hand was still lingering over her vagina. I slowly slid my finger into her. Natalie shut her eyes and exhaled long and hard. My leg was in the way so no one could see what I was doing. They just thought she was being a good actor as oppose to having someone stick their fingers inside of her. She moved her other hand to stop me before I started to full on finger fuck her. Which I may very well have done had she not stopped me. She accidentally grazed my penis along the way and for a second, she let her fingers linger over it. We both stopped. Our lips were still touching but our eyes were wide open and looking at each other. Out of the corner of my eye I could see George gesturing for us to continue. I think Natalie did too. She gripped my penis and slowly slid her hands off of it before she begun to cry out in pleasure again. I just pretended to start thrusting. After several moments, Natalie starting faking an orgasm. She did a fantastic job at it. Part of me actually believed it. She even clutched my ass and pulled me into her groin causing the length of my penis was pressing up against her vagina. That definitely wasn't in the script or story boards. We eventually just settled down as I rolled to the side. Natalie quickly pulled the sheets up to cover herself.
'Uh...cut,' George said.
I looked at him and I could tell he was not only surprised it also got a kick out of it. He made his way back slowly to the monitors while mumbling the usual "good job guys". He sat down and composed himself before talking to the crew about lighting other crap. Meanwhile, Natalie and I lay frozen in bed next to each other both staring at the roof. I looked over at her, she did the same. For a long time, we just stared at each other saying nothing. What can you say after that? Eventually she said very quietly.
'That was good.'
I just nodded. George eventually came back and handed us our clothes and said rather enthusiastically,
'Take two guys. Get dressed. And then we'll do it from the top when you're ready. That was really good. Do it exactly the same. Perfect,' he said excitedly.
Natalie pulled the sheets up as high as possible and hid underneath as she put her clothes back on. I decided to do the same. Not because I didn't want anyone to see me with my clothes off but just because I could catch another glimpse at her before we started up again. Once we were under the sheets, we looked at each other again. I could only see her silhouette but it was enough to know she was looking right at me. What I did next surprised even myself. I reached over and grasped her breast. When she didn't do anything, I slowly stroked her side and moved my hand down to her ass and then her thighs. I decided to pull my hand back up and along the way, my fingers glided over her vagina and came to a rest between her breasts. She moved to grasp my hand and held it there for a moment. Her heart was beating quickly. After a few seconds she pushed my hand away and put her clothes back on. I did the same. When we came out from under the covers, George and the crew were still focussed on the lighting to notice what had gone one under the covers. She looked at me once more, she was blushing, a look of embarrassment on her face. But at the same time I saw a smile starting to creep into her face as she climbed out of bed. She was fully clothed to start the scene again. I smiled, I knew they weren't going to stay on her body for long.
***
We did 3 more takes of the scene before moving onto other ones. Natalie and I were more subtle the next few times and I stuck to the script. It wasn't as full on and seeing as we were sticking to the story boards as oppose to the first time, George didn't say anything even though I knew he wanted a repeat of that first take. Natalie and I didn't talk much between takes. I didn't know whether it was because she couldn't think of anything to say or whether she was embarrassed and didn't want to talk to me. We got the rest of her nude scenes out the way that night and then filmed and bunch of random night time scenes. We didn't finish until about midnight. The crew was exhausted, most of them left pretty quickly. I talked shop with George for a few minutes before we parted ways. I was about to approach the studio car that was waiting for me when I spotted a second one still parked out front. I recognised it instantly as Natalie's due to the fact it was a considerably nicer car than the rest of ours. I threw my stuff into the backseat and told the driver to wait. I looked around and spotted her standing alone on the beach in front of the house. I slowly approached her. She stood still, looking out at the ocean dressed in a thick jacket and scarf.
'Cold out tonight,' I said.
She turned around and smiled. 'It's freezing.'
I was relieved to see we were still on friendly terms. I was half expecting to get the silent treatment. I stood next to her and we just stared out at the sea. I looked at her. Natalie's beautiful features bathed in moonlight. She looked at me. Smiles on both of our faces. Suddenly she said,
'I know this is all very romantic and everything but we're not kissing.'
I laughed. 'We've done enough for one night,' I remarked.
She laughed out loud. 'Have we?'
I looked at her. A bemused smile on my face. She looked at me seriously before saying,
'I'm just saying you know, it gets lonely in my hotel room at night.'
It took me several moments to process what she had just said. She laughed again, this time more quietly.
'Shit, I'm sorry, that slipped out,' she stammered.
She turned to me and grasped my arm. 'Ignore what I just said. Goodnight Jim.'
'Goodnight Natalie.'
She walked back to her car. I turned and watch her go. She turned back for a second and smiled. I had idea what it meant. Probably just a goodbye smile I thought. Nothing more.
***
'You didn't follow up on that?!' Tom said in disbelief. 'There is no bigger signal from a girl than that. She basically just said "let's go back to my place and fuck". What kind of a man are you?!'
I'd been giving Tom the low-down on last night in his trailer. So far he's gone from being very impressed with me to very disappointed. Obviously, his reaction right now was the latter. I just took comfort in the fact that I took advantage of scene 29 quite well and my trailer was obviously much better than Tom's despite the fact he's the Assistant Director.
'What was I suppose to do? Show up at her door at 1 am.'
'Yes! That would be a start.'
I looked at my watch. 'You know, we were suppose to be on set 5 minutes ago.'
'Fuck that, we're not the main crew. All we're doing is filming more reaction shots and you eating breakfast. I want details let's go.'
'I told you everything. Filmed the scene. Didn't talk much during the rest of filming. But we seemed alright afterwards and then she said that thing about being lonely in her hotel room which she retracted immediately. And besides, just because I felt her up during the scene, doesn't mean that'll translate to real life. I don't have a chance with her.'
'Portman was rumoured to be dating Sean Penn. And I say this with every ounce of heterosexuality in me, you Jim, are significantly better looking than Sean Penn.'
'You really think she's that vain Tom?'
Tom picked up his fold-up chair and walked out of the trailer. 'Why not? I am.'
I followed him out onto the studio lot. It was busy this time of day. 'So what do I do now?' I asked.
'What you do is get over to the makeup department and tell them to hurry. We're late and you still looked like shit,' he said suddenly in director mode.
'I meant with Natalie.'
Tom laughed and waved at someone in the distance, who I'm pretty sure was Russell Crowe, before he answered my question.
'Ship has sailed my friend. You've missed a golden opportunity to bed Natalie Portman. Unless of course you manage to win her heart over the proper way with the 3 or so days left of filming you have. Or maybe George decides he'll need another sex scene during the script re-writes in which case you can leap frog over all that relationship crap and do it the proper way and not missing the biggest fucking signal and girl can give you like last night.'
'You finished ranting?' I asked.
He slapped me on the back. 'Get to makeup. Be on set in 10 minutes.'
***
I didn't see Natalie that day. She and George were at the beach house again filming more scenes. Tom told me that they wouldn't be back till about 10 at night. I was toying with an idea. Going to her hotel room when she finished up. Maybe it's not too late to light up those fireworks that were set up during the sex scene. Of course I'm basing this plan off of Tom's belief that a sex scene is a perfect way to bypass romance and head straight into the bed with your co-star. I guess it kinda made sense.
The rest of the day was pretty normal. Finished filming for the day at 3. Had drinks with Tom and Russell Crowe after that. He and Tom apparently worked together in the past. Russell's a hell of a guy. Anyway, at about 6 o'clock, I headed back to the hotel for a quiet night. It was there that I debated whether or not to head to her hotel. There was a very strong possibility that if I did, Natalie would just be freaked out and we'd be talking awkwardly for 30 minutes before I realised it was going nowhere and I'd leave with my tail between my legs.
And so I sat at the hotel bar, pondering my predicament. Meanwhile some drunk was sitting next to me trying to tell me his fascinating stories about his encounter with aliens. If I went to Natalie's hotel now, not only would I be in with a chance to get into bed with her, I'm sure her hotel bar has a better class of people in it. I eventually decided to do it. I'm going to go to her. I don't know what my game plan was but I going. I finished my drink and head into the lobby and was almost out the front door when suddenly Natalie walked straight in. I was surprised to say the least.
'Natalie, hi,' I said barely believing my eyes. 'What are you doing here?'
'Jim, I um, I'm here to see you actually,' she said nervously.
'Well that's a first. You wanna come on up to my room? We can talk there.'
'Yeah.'
We walked to the elevator. People looked at us as we walked past. Well, more accurately, people looked at her. And why wouldn't they, she was famous and she looked beautiful. Dressed only in jeans and a green shirt. Her long brown hair loose and unkempt. We didn't really talk on the way up. I didn't ask why she was here, she didn't tell. I think we both knew. Or maybe I'm just an idiot let my Assistant Director get into my head about booty calls and signals. Anyhow once we got inside, there was the usual "make yourself comfortable" chit-chat before we were standing there in silence. Her, leaning against the wall near the door. Me, leaning against the back of the sofa.
'This hotel doesn't seem too bad,' Natalie said.
'Wanna swap?'
She smiled. 'No thanks. You here for much longer?'
'I finish filming in 3 days. Probably head back to the State's after that. Contact my agent, tell him to find me another job.'
'You're finishing on the film then. Not just the location shooting in Australia?'
'I'm a supporting actor Natalie. In a small role at that.'
'It's not that small.'
I shrugged. I knew nothing would happen unless I did a bit of prompting. So I said,
'So what can I do for you?'
Natalie seemed almost confused by the question. Like she forgot it was her that came here.
'Just meet up. Get something to eat. We really haven't hung out outside of filming,' she said, obviously thinking on her feet.
I looked at her again and asked. 'Why'd you come here Nat?'
'I.....I don't know. I really don't. I just thought we could-'
'-Finish what we started,' I interrupted.
She laughed nervously before the silence took over once more. We stared at each other. She barely blinked the whole time. Eventually I said,
'And, what exactly did we start?' she asked slowly.
She started blushing. I slowly approached her and as if by instinct she took a step backwards till her whole body up against the wall. We looked into each others eyes. Slowly, I placed my hand against her chest right above the opening of her blouse. She closed her eyes. We stood there silently and without moving for what seemed like a very long time. Eventually she pushed my hand away,
'I'm sorry, this was a mistake. I'm not that kind of girl. I thought I was, I'm not,' she said.
She turned to the door and started walking when I wrapped my arms around her waist and pull her towards me. She seemed taken aback but didn't say anything.
'You're an actress, can't you at least pretend you are?'
She pushed me away, this time more violently. I took a step back and there was a pause once more. Slowly she reached up to her blouse and undid the top button. I stood there entranced by her as button by button, I watched as her blouse came undone. When she finished, she just let the sides fall away to reveal her white bra. I didn't even think. I took one look at her before grabbing her by the head and pulled her towards me and we locked lips. I roughly pushed up her bra and let her breasts free and instantly clutched one. I broke free of the kiss just to look at her for a moment. It didn't last long when she grabbed the back of my head and pulled me in for another kiss. Out of the corner of my eye I could see her hand wandering down to into her pants as she begun to touch herself. My hands were all over her thighs and her breasts. It felt great to be able to have free reign of her body. I pulled her hand away from her panties and undid her belt and roughly pulled her jeans down her smooth long legs. I moved her hand back to her panties and she slid them in and began playing with herself as I begun to kiss her breasts. A soft moan escaped her lips. I stopped for a moment to just remind myself that this was Natalie Portman. I was sucking on Natalie Portman's breasts as her jeans were around her ankles and she was masturbating.
I suddenly spotted a table to my right. I grabbed her by the hips and roughly bent her over the table. I stripped her of her blouse and undid her bra in record time. She propped herself up by her elbows allowing me to reach beneath and grabbed one of her dangling breasts. She kicked away her jeans and with a few swift movements, I stripped her of her panties leaving her completely naked before me. I squeezed her breasts one more time and then ran my hands over her smooth ass. I caressed her ass and moved down to her thighs and on several occasions grazed her vagina ever so slightly. She exhaled softly ever time. She wanted this bad. I couldn't help but take a step back and looked at her. Natalie Portman naked and bent over a desk. What had I done to deserve this? I didn't care, I just kept admiring the view and I slowly undid my belt and took off my pants. When she didn't feel my hands on her body for about 10 seconds, she looked back up at me.
'Take your time,' she said sarcastically.
'I will, thankyou,' I replied casually.
I decided to tease her and ran my hand from her ass down to her vagina. My fingers traced around her hole but never penetrating her. Once more, her hand moved down and she begun stimulating herself. I watched for several moments before grabbing her hand and moving it away. She grunted in annoyance.
'Don't drag this out Jim. Just fuck me now,' she said.
She was right. Both of us had been teased enough ever since we were filming the scene the other night. I wrapped my arms around her slender waist and slung her onto the sofa. I took off my shirt and climbed on top of her, grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wide. Her left leg dangled over the edge of the seat and onto the carpet while her right leg was draped over the back of the sofa. I lined up my penis against her vagina and with one quick push; I buried it deep inside of her. She cried out in pleasure. She was a very tight girl, but she was already somewhat wet which it made things easy. I kissed her neck and squeezed her breasts tightly and fucked her quick and fast. I didn't bother savouring the moment and taking it slow and gently. We both needed this. Natalie was vocal to say the least. She cried out with every thrust. Her moans filled the room, her eyes were squeezed shut and her hands gripping the sofa tightly.
'Yes! Don't stop!' she gasped.
Natalie opened her eyes for a moment and arched her head forward to look down at herself. I did the same and all I saw was my penis furiously pumping in and out of her vagina. She left go of the sofa and grasped my waist and pulled me into her as if I wasn't going fast enough already. I could feel her getting intensely wet. I didn't let up. I grasped her breasts for support and just kept fucking her. Natalie was just lost in the whole experience. Her hair was a tangled mess, her eyes shut tight and her legs still spread as wide as she could as she received my penis into her again and again. I let go of her breasts and gripped her hands and pinned them to the sofa. I watched as her breasts bounced rhythmically back and forth with every thrust I took into her. Her breasts weren't huge but they were certainly lively. The walls of her vagina tightened with every thrust I took.
Scene 29 was just a sneak peak at what Natalie was actually like during sex. She was even more vocal and more active than I thought. There was no mistaking the absolute bliss she was receiving from this experience. All of a sudden, it seemed so obvious that she was acting the other night. We didn't change positions or anything else. We just both wanted this so badly that we didn't care for dragging this out for as long as possible. I began to feel her body tense up. She was meeting my thrusts with her hips now. Using the back of the sofa and the floor as a spring board, she thrust her hips up and met my penis causing us both so much more pleasure. I let go of her hands and grabbed her ass and began hammering into her causing her ass to bounce off the sofa each time. I didn't think I could go much faster but I did. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I just let myself ejaculate right into her. She didn't mind either as she also got her release very soon after. I could feel her whole body tense up. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and held me tightly. With a few final hard pushes, Natalie began moaning in pleasure and gasping at the sheer thrill of her toe tingling orgasm. I felt her juices come pouring out of her. I pulled out my penis and rolled to the side and dropped off the couch onto the carpet. We both just lay there breathing heavily.
I lay there on the carpet, Natalie on the sofa. Her leg dangled off the side onto the floor. I ran my hand along the length of her leg, tracing my fingers along her smooth skin. After a minute or so, I slowly eased myself up and leaned against the sofa with my back to her. I felt her hand run through my hair. I turned my head and looked at her. She was still panting heavily. Her breasts heaving with every breath she took. She turned to look and me. She took her hand and begun running her fingers through her own hair in a very alluring way. With her other hand, she reached for mine and placed it on her left breast. I grasped her nipple and gently rubbed and pinched it between my thumb and forefinger. Simultaneously, I could feel her heart beat racing. I looked at her. She just put her head down again and looked up and the ceiling with a funny little smile on her face. I turned around fully and looked at her naked body
Funnily enough this was the first time I could really just stop and look at her body without worrying about the cameras and our mutual need to just have sex immediately. She was thin but not too skinny. She obvious worked out judging by her well toned body. Breasts were perfect for a girl of her size. They leaned towards small rather than large though. She had the type of body where if you were to take a picture and look at it afterwards, you'd swear it had been airbrushed. Just perfect. I diverted my eyes to her vagina and watched as our collective juices oozed out of her. Some of it trickled down her leg and a bit down to her ass. This time it was my turn to take her hand and guide it down between her legs. With my forefinger on top of hers, I guided it along the slit of her vagina, her finger now thoroughly coated in our juices. I guided her finger down past her vagina and to her asshole and slowly lubed it up with her own finger. She giggled slightly and said.
'No.'
'No?' I asked wryly.
'No. I don't like giving head much less what you're proposing.'
I paused for a moment before saying. 'So you do give head?'
She laughed and sat up straight, her legs now on either side of me, her vagina pretty much in my face. She slowly lifted my chin so I was facing her.
'Don't push your luck,' she said before leaning in and whispering in my ear like its some big secret. 'But I have been known to do so from time to time.'
We had just had wild fantastic sex but I could already feel myself getting turned on again. Our faces almost touching, her long dark hair in my face as she whispered into my ear with that sexy New York accent of hers.
'And how about fulfilling Star Wars fantasies?' I whispered back, half jokingly and half for real.
Natalie giggled into my ear like a little school girl before saying. 'You know that outfit from Episode II?'
'You were horrible in that by the way. But do you mean the white one?'
'Shut up, and yes, I do mean that one,' she said still whispering.
'You mean that tight fitting white number you had on during the battle where people could clearly make out your nipples?'
'Yes I mean that one. And my excuse was I wasn't wearing a bra and it was cold on set. Anyway George, Lucas I mean, not the hack we're working for right now. He let me keep that. I still have it. But unfortunately I keep in back at my house all the way on the other side of the world.'
With each hand, Natalie wrapped her hair around them and bunched it up by the ears mirroring the Princess Leia look and said. 'So when we go into the bedroom, you'll have to use you're imagination.'
I smiled and said. 'Fair enough. But I don't know about the bedroom. What's wrong with right here?'
Natalie leaned forward and looked down at the carpet. 'Surely you down mean the floor?'
I quickly grabbed her sides and pulled her down onto the carpet on top of me. She gave a slight yell of surprise but that turned into a laugh. Natalie straddled me like she did during filming but this time, she sat up straight, ran her hands through her hair to straighten it until it all draped down over her shoulders neatly. I reached up and grabbed both of her breasts. Slowly she eased herself onto my erect penis.
'Let's take it slower this time. Be gentle,' she said.
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The Next Day on Set
'Woah, woah, slow down. Back up for a minute here. You lucky bastard, how the fuck did that happen? Tom asked.
Tom was more than shocked. His reaction was similar to that of someone actually observing a true miracle. Despite all his talk about signals and my chances to have sex with Natalie Portman, he didn't think I could actually do it. And every time I looked back on it, I wonder the same thing. How the fuck did that happen?