The prompt for this week’s Wicked Wednesday was “Movie Star” I was reminded of a story I posted in 2020. It was too good a concept to sit by the wayside so I dusted it off and gave it a tweak. I hope you enjoy.
The regular Friday night crowd filtered slowly in. Most of them were familiar, farmers or workers from the mine nearby. One or two were truckies who drove up and down the highway that passed their front door. Of course there was always at least one ring in. Usually a traveler or two made their way in from the free camp on the other side of the road sometimes an unfamiliar truckie. At the end of the bar Janice’s friend Katrina sat with her boyfriend Steve.
“What time do you finish?” Katrina pushed Steve’s hand away from her thigh
“Same as usual, around 10,” Janine smiled to herself at Steve’s antics.
“Wanna come and play Wii with us later?” Katrina shrugged Steve away as he tried to kiss the side of her neck.
Janine smirked openly, “And interrupt you two rabbits?”
“Well you could always join us,” Katrina looked at Janine underneath her eyelashes.
It wasn’t an unappealing thought. It wasn’t something she hadn’t done before. The idea caused a slight tingle between Janine’s thighs.
“I will see how the night goes.” She replied, “There is something in the air tonight, this lot might get a bit out of hand.” Friday night in a roadhouse on the side of a highway in a tiny rural town was always a bit unpredictable.
Janine moved away to pull beers for the men standing around the bar. She shared banter with the ones she knew. It was all part of her job. Occasionally one would get out of hand and try to take it further, she would put them in their place pretty quickly. A girl had to know how to handle herself in a place like this and Janine knew better than to go home with a guy from the pub.
Out of the corner of her eye she noticed three men come in. Two of them sounded American but they were accompanied by a tall guy with an Australian accent who looked vaguely familiar. Irritation welled up in Janine. These guys were probably going to want a room and food, she would have to go make up beds and organise meals for them. Why couldn’t they have stopped in a bigger town and found a hotel that was bigger with more staff.
Pushing her irritation down she put her best customer service smile on and made her way to the end of the bar where they were standing, “What can I get you?” she made her way to the end of the bar where they were standing.
One of the Americans replied, “Do you have rooms here?”
Janine hoped her irritation at this question didn’t show as she replied, “We do but I will have to get them made up for you. It may take a while, I am kind of busy here.”
The Australian smiled and at least had the grace to look a little uncomfortable at the imposition. The feeling that she knew him from somewhere grew stronger, adding to her irritation. He shot a look at the American who had approached her, “We get it, Can we please have a beer while we wait?” Despite herself Janine felt some of her irritation dissipate. He was attractive this man who she could not recognise. She poured beers for the three of them. A couple of paces away some patrons stood impatiently waiting for beer. Janine’s irritation re-appeared as she realised her manager had disappeared and left her to fend for herself.
“I will just serve these guys and be back in a moment,” she smiled her best customer service smile.
“Johnno can you get your arse out here!,” she yelled through the door at the back of the bar before turning and pulling five beers for the men waiting.
Like a ghost Johnno appeared. “Keep your pants on, I just had to piss,” There was nothing charming about Johnno.
“Those guys want rooms,” Janine nodded in the direction of the three men standing a little awkwardly at the end of the bar.
“Well you better get them organised,” Johnno never turned down the opportunity to make a buck, “Charge them extra because it is Friday and they didn’t make a reservation,” he grinned. Janine was not happy with his reply, she didn’t want to make up three rooms, nor organise meals.
“So how many rooms was that you wanted?” she smiled sweetly at the tall, oddly familiar man.
“Three if it is not too much trouble,” She could tell he felt a little awkward but right now she didn’t care. She just wished he and his American sounding friends had planned their trip better and landed in a town with a hotel that actually wanted travellers like them. Not in her pub that was really for farmers who wanted a beer on Friday night.
“If it isn’t too much trouble, could we get some food as well?” There was a strange glint in his eye.
“Sure! Our meals are on the board there, I will let you decide, and Johnno will get you another drink while I go sort your rooms. When you decide on your meals let him know what you want, and he will organise it.” She smiled and left them to order their drinks and food.
Upstairs she busied herself with sheets and towels. At least having these three guys around tonight would mean some extra hours for her tomorrow cleaning their rooms and doing their laundry. She could do with some cash. Efficiently she made up the first room, checking that everything was straight and tidy before making her way down the hallway to the second. She was halfway through the second bed when she was startled by the tall stranger.
“I thought I would come and help,” he spoke awkwardly, “I felt like we were imposing a little..” his voice trailed away.
Janine stood awkwardly beside the partially made bed. The strange look in his eyes and the feeling that she should know him made her flustered. “Umm, OK.” She turned back to tug at the sheet before he moved to the other side of the bed and helped her. Dumbfounded Janine watched as he tucked the sheet into perfect hospital corners.
“My mother was a bit of a neat freak,” he grinned sheepishly. He reached for the blanket and dealt with it in the same perfect neatness.
“Would you like a job?” Janine found herself drawn to him. Something about the way his hands moved and tucked the sheets so neatly despite his height and gym buffed body.
“Maybe,” he stood up and took a step closer to her. For a few moments they stood, almost touching. The sound of the bar below them formed a faint background noise but all Janine was aware of was the man in front of her, the slightly musky scent of his body, the way he towered over her. Her nipples strained against the fabric of her shirt and her breathing seemed laboured in the stillness of the room. Time moved slowly as he reached out and touched her face before trailing his fingers down her neck and along the edge of her shirt. She stood, unable to move, transfixed by the burning of his fingers.
His eyes looked at her questioningly, he seemed to be struggling with something, Janine reached out and touched his chest.
“I hope this isn’t too presumptuous but you are so fucking sexy,” his voice was deep and husky.
Janine was lost for words. He pulled her closer, “Can I kiss you?” He seemed like a little boy, afraid of being chastised. Unable to speak she nodded. Within a heartbeat they were pressed together. His hands reached down and cupped her arse, holding her against his hard body. She reached down and cupped the bulge in his jeans. He groaned into her mouth as her hands unbuckled his belt to release the hard heat of his cock. Quickly he followed suit, pulling her jeans down to her hips before turning her around to face the wall. Deft fingers stroked her wetness as she arched back towards him. Nothing mattered anymore except the need to be filled by his delicious cock. He did not disappoint. He filled her hard and the room filled with the sound of his belly slapping against her arse. She cried out in pleasure as he stroked her clit in time with his thrusts.
The orgasm hit her like a train. Vaguely she was aware of him holding her hips as he emptied into her. Her legs sagged as strong arms held her upright.
“Don’t want to mess up the bed,” he panted. Janine looked behind her.
“Oh yeh,” she laughed slowly coming back to her senses. There was a knock on the door.
“Janine, what the fuck are you doing?” Johnno’s voice filtered through as Janine hurriedly wiggled into her jeans.
“Shit, Shit!!! Coming,” she smoothed her hair and straightened her shirt. The stranger smirked at her.
“I believe you already came,” his voice was rich and sent tingles through her body.
“Fuck you,” she replied.
“I think that also happened,” his eyes were the most impossible shade of blue. “But if you are interested we can have another round when you finish. This bed deserves a good messing.”
Janine grinned. “Definitely.” She turned and left. She still didn’t know his name but somehow that didn’t matter.
Months later Janine knocked on Katrina’s door after her Friday night shift.
“Want to know some amazing goss?” Katrina greeted her in excitement.
Janine was startled but her friend’s excitement was infectious. “What!”
Katrina waved a clipping from the local newspaper in her friend’s face.
“Liam Hemsworth is making a movie in Marlborough! Who would have thought, nothing ever happens in Marlborough!”
Underneath the headline was a photograph of the man Janine had spent the night with. Until right then she had not been able to place him. How could she have been so dumb!