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Author's Notes: Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home. The idea just hit me a bit suddenly, situation is made up of course but we can always dream. Enjoy.
The end of summer was a down time for most, with the realization that the best vacation season of all was coming to an end much sooner than people wanted it to. Amusement parks throughout the Midwest got a sudden rush of guests wanting to enjoy the rides before the park was shut down for the fall and winter. There was a last burst of cookouts before the season went out, a final attempt to get gardens to be perfect and one last try at getting some vacation time. And, of course, there were always the attempts to get a few more baseball games in while it was still in season.
Another interesting aspect of the summer wind-down was the movie industry. It had usually been that August was the time studios released the bad pictures, dumping the last gasps of films in while people were still seeing the big blockbusters. In recent years, with the success of films like "The Sixth Sense" released in August, studios had targeted it as a time to get away from the glut of "event" films and maybe make a nice profit.
Already, August had seen big hits like "Rush Hour 2," "American Pie 2," and "The Princess Diaries." And it had seen flops like "Original Sin" and "American Outlaws." Still, Jessica Biel had some hopes for her film, "Summer Catch." Sure, teen flicks hadn't been too hot lately but the cast with her, Freddie Prinze Jr and Brittany Murphy, might be able to bring audiences in to see a movie about a wanna-be ballplayer falling for a hot teen in a small town.
Biel could use a hit right now. To say things on "7th Heaven" were rough was an understatement. Jessica had learned the hard way that you don't cross Aaron Spelling and get away with it unscathed. Her now-infamous "Gear" magazine article had caused a huge furor when it came out the year before. Aside from swearing and trashing her good-girl image on the show with remarks as to how she was practically a slave under her contract, Jessica had made the bold decision to go almost nude in the photos with the article, her nipples actually visible in a couple of them.
Needless to say, it didn't take long for her stock to drop fast. Her character on the show was turned into a troublemaker and shipped off to relatives, Jessica only getting recurring status now. Film offers had been hard to come by and even though she couldn't prove it, Jessica was almost positive Spelling was putting pressure on any studios who wanted to hire her and telling them she was hands-off.
Having been practically in exile for a season, Jessica was set to come back to the show full-time this year but she knew she had to plan ahead and needed a hit for it. She was hoping this would be it and was willing to go the whole nine yards for it. And that included her current place and position.
Sometimes, Jessica really had to wonder about studio advertisers. As if waiting until it was actually August to start promoting the film wasn't enough, they had decided to put together what had to be one of the cheesiest promotions she'd ever heard of: A softball game between the film's stars and some guys from MTV. Given how half the actors barely knew softball and that was about as many on the MTV side who knew, it was lacking something in actual talent. However, the proceeds of the spectators would go to charity and it would boost the film so Jessica was open.
Needless to say, the cameras and spectators were there for the stars, not the actual playing, which was good, seeing as how it pretty much stunk. Jessica herself had proved to be not a good ballplayer, preferring soccer instead so it was little surprise she was stuck on the bench a lot. She would do the usual stuff, clapping and howling when her team got a hit and watching them field as well, with an occasional appearance marked by a dropped ball or two.
The game decided to take the concept of the seventh-inning stretch a bit by having nearly a half-hour break, during which the stars would sign some autographs and do some quick spots for MTV. Jessica did it first, glad to stretch her legs a bit before heading back to the dugout for a little sit-down. She took off her cap and brushed at her long brown hair, wiping a little spot of sweat off her face. It was a bit of a warm day and she was aware that the sweat on the front of her shirt was making her bra a bit visible, a thrill to her male fans and her short skirt was showing off ample leg.
"Now, that's a sight that would make the majors more interesting," a friendly male voice spoke up. Jessica looked up to see a man walking into the otherwise deserted dugout. She vaguely recognized him as Barry, a coach brought on to help the team out, which they desperately needed, given their horrid performance on the field. Jessica held her arms before her chest as she looked at him.
"If the majors are so desperate, how come you're not there?" she said in a slightly mocking tone. At 40, Barry had always talked about his experience in the minor leagues but never got the breaks with the big time. After a few days, everyone was going nuts hearing his tales, especially Jessica. Thank God she'd never have to see him again after this was over.
"Well, I did my best," Barry shrugged as he sat next to her. "It just got a little tough is all. You can't imagine the pressures put on you trying to make it in the big leagues."
"You throw and catch a ball for six months out of a year," Jessica pointed out. "That's not exactly blasting with stress."
"Hey, you'd be surprised how much stress a guy can get out there," Barry said, his hand holding a baseball, lightly tossing it up and down in his palm. "You wonder why so many guys turn to drugs or drink, they really need something to get their mind off the stress. One guy I knew went to a hypnotist to figure it out."
"Maybe he should stuck with the drugs and drinks," Jessica muttered, staring at the ball in his hands without much attention. "Those are a bit more predictable."
"Well, it can work," Barry said, tossing the ball in his hand over and over. "You just need something to focus on first, you just need to look at something and focus on it, anything at all, just to use as a focus. That's the important thing, you know, to be able to focus on something is the important thing, is to focus on something, just to focus on it, it's really important just to focus on something, like the ball in my hands, Jessica. Just focus on the ball in my hand as it goes up and down, up and down, just focus on the ball, Jessica, you're focusing on the ball, right?"
Indeed, Jessica's eyes were following the ball in Barry's hand, tracking its up and down movements. Barry had sort of thought that Jessica had an attentive attitude that he could work with and it seemed to be a good instinct as Jessica appeared really relaxed right now. All those sports psychology courses seemed to be paying off right now. Barry had naturally had an eye on Jessica for a while because of her beauty but her stand-offish attitude towards him also added to the desire, which he might soon have the chance to act on as he kept tossing the ball up and down, up and down, Jessica's eyes following it as he spoke.
"Just focus on the ball, Jessica, focus on the ball, let your eyes track its every movement, Jessica, just let your eyes take in every movement it makes, every single movement it makes, Jessica, every move it makes, up and down, up and down, just keep watching the ball, Jessica, just keep watching the ball, up and down, up and down, just watch the ball, Jessica, watch the ball. You're noticing how tired your eyes are right now, Jessica, you're noticing how tired your eyes are, very tired, Jessica, very, very tired, so very tired, Jessica, so very tired. As you watch the ball drop up and down, up and down, as your eyes follow its movements, up and down, up and down, you just feel very tired, your eyes are so tired as you watch the ball, so tired as you watch the ball, Jessica, so very, very tired watching the ball."
Jessica's eyes were looking heavy all right, blinks coming longer as her eyes followed the up and down movements of the ball, letting Barry know he was on the right track. "All right, Jessica," he said softly. "All right, just relax, Jessica, just relax. Your eyes are so heavy now, so heavy and tired, Jessica, so heavy and tired right now, you want to let them close. Just keep your eyes on the ball and let it follow the next arc down, just let it watch the next arc down and when it comes down again, when the ball comes down again, just let your eyes close, just let them close the next time the ball comes down, Jessica, just let them close the next time it comes down....."
Jessica's eyes followed as the ball lifted up from Barry's hand, then dropped back into the palm. As soon as it hit, Jessica's eyes shut and her head slumped forward as she fell into a trance. Barry let his eyes drag over her and smiled as he brought her in close. "Listen to me carefully, Jessica," he whispered into her ear. "Just listen to me very, very carefully now......"
Jessica's coach was a bit surprised when she insisted on playing third base again for the final inning but let her be. The game was tight, the movie stars ahead by a run but the MTV guys were closing in, with one out left and a man at bat. After a few swings, the man, one of the techs for the network, hit the toss given out to center field and took off. The crowd hooted and roared as the man tore around the bases while Matthew Lillard fumbled with the ball a bit, then tossed it towards Jessica, the ball falling far short. Freddie Prinze Jr. caught it and started to run after the man who was coming right to Jessica.
Jessica knew she didn't have a chance to catch any throw and needed to slow the guy down. The impulse came over her suddenly and before she could fight it, she reached to her shirt and pulled it up. The runner's gait slowed as he took in Jessica's naked firm breasts fully exposed, both to him and the crowd. The quicker-minded fans swiftly grabbed cameras and took some quick photos as Freddie ran up and tagged the runner out, giving the win to the "Summer Catch" team.
Jessica lowered her shirt and grinned at the runner as she moved off to celebrate. "Wow," Freddie said as he came up. "If you'd done that in the movie, we'd have a sure-fire hit."
"Ah, just giving him a thrill," Jessica shrugged.
"Him and them," Freddie pointed out, motioning towards the fans who were hooting and howling at the starlet, who waved back and blew a couple of kisses.
"Nothing major," Jessica smiled as she moved off, missing the wide grin on Barry's face as she passed by. To her, it truly was nothing major and she couldn't understand why guys were so ecstatic. After all, she'd been wearing a bra.
The night brought a great coolness to the area that hadn't been felt before, the perfect night for a moonlight dip. Jessica had waited a while for this, seized by an impulse to go back to her hotel, eat in, wait a bit reading scripts, then go and take a swim. She'd decided to use her star clout a bit to forgo the big pool at the hotel and head to a health club near the ballfield and use that instead.
Jessica gasped as she came back to the surface following that great dive into the cool water. It felt so good after the long day she'd had, a great way to get all the sweat and grit out after that game and getting through the mob scene with guys calling for her to flash it again. Well, she was out of all that right now, just swimming through the nice water.
She stepped out of the pool, water flowing off her body as she took in the night air. She paused, looking about to make sure no one was looking, then realizing she had a chance to do something she normally wouldn't do. Reaching behind her, she undid the top of her bikini and slid it off, exposing her breasts again, then dropped her bottom. Now naked, she leaped back into the water, loving how it felt flowing over her naked skin, her hair waving behind her.
Jessica came up to the surface, smiling at the good feeling. She let out a yelp as she suddenly saw Barry there, looking at her with an appraising eye, evidentially enjoying the show she was putting on. "Hey!" she yelled. "What the hell do you think you're-------"
"Eye on the ball, Jessica," Barry intoned. Jessica immediately cut off, her eyes shutting and she slumped slightly in the water, not going under but leaning back a bit so her pointed breasts hung out of the surface. Barry was glad to see the trigger working just as well as the post-hypnotic suggestion he'd given for Jessica to flash someone sometime during the game and not even realize she had given him her bra earlier. And now, she had followed the command he'd given her when he called her hotel room, to come here and go skinny-dipping and forget any call.
Barry kept himself in good shape over the years, enough to get his share of tail. And those ladies who didn't jump right for him soon found their way to him another way, which left far fewer relationship hassles. Barry swiftly undressed himself and moved into the water, hissing a bit as the cold water hit his balls but soon used to it as he waded to where the hypnotized Jessica knelt. "Game time, Jessica."
Jessica's eyes fluttered open and fixed on Barry, a wicked smile coming onto her face as she moved to him. "Hey there," she said, oozing sexuality, made all the better given her usually innocent-looking face. "So, we gonna fuck or what?"
"Oh, definitely," Barry grinned as he brought her to him, their naked and wet bodies embracing as he kissed her on the lips. Again, the commands were taking hold, unleashing Jessica's inner sexuality and arousal and directing them right at Barry in a great way. His hands moved down and squeezed her ass under the water as she pressed against him, squealing a bit as they continued to kiss.
Barry moved them around the shallow end of the pool, feeling Jessica shift her body to slide onto his hard cock, letting out a tiny squeal at feeling it enter her. She began to work against him, slowed a bit underwater but still strong and steady thrusts onto Barry's hard member. Barry held her up a bit so her could moved his face to those great tits, so nicely pointed and even better when soaking wet, the nipples nice and erect right now.
Barry kept his hands tight on Jessica's ass, holding her in, feeling the buttocks shift as she worked right on his rod, legs clenching around his waist as he kept at her, feet flat on the pool floor as he held her, suckling one breast and playing with the nipple with his tongue, Jessica moaning louder as he did. Her long wet mane of dark hair flopped against her naked back with every move forward on Barry's cock, the older man feeling himself start to erupt. He buried his face in Jessica's cleavage and held on to her ass tighter than ever as he came, causing Jessica to throw her head back and moan in absolute delight as she felt him come inside her.
Holding the limp Jessica, Barry moved them over to the steps leading to the pool, sitting himself down on the top step, his cock sliding out of Jessica and lying in the water. "So, what do you say you want to play with some bigger balls?"
"Oh, yeah," Jessica grinned, her eyes on Barry's erect cock. "I can play that." She moved in, her mouth sliding under Barry's cock and taking in his balls, licking and suckling on them, making him hard almost instantly. He groaned as Jessica let her tongue drag along his shaft while taking on his balls quite nicely.
Barry let his eyes drift to the video camera he had set up before and was recording every move they were making. He hadn't planned on that aspect but Jessica's bitchy attitude towards him was just asking for some payback and she was going to get it. Handling the whole "Gear" magazine was one thing. After video of her and a man whose face was blurred fucking like crazy hit the media, Jessica was probably going to strike out in more ways than one. While Barry hit a financial home run.
THE END
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