When all three men had fucked her, the girl kneeled on the floor and, licking her lips lewdly, proceeded to finger-fuck herself until she came.
"Ooooohhh! God, it's sooo good!" she cried aloud before collapsing face down onto the floor. At this moment, the spotlight expired. When the houselights came on, the four actors were gone.
The show was over. But the heavy erotic atmosphere it had created lingered on. Heather and Tom went back to their hotel even hornier than they had left it. They fucked until dawn, then fell asleep in each other's arms.
It was past noon when Heather and Tom made it down to the pool the next day. Both were hoping they might run into the young beauty in the red bikini again. After last night, they felt they had much more in common.
They were disappointed when they found the pool deserted but for a rather overweight middle-aged woman with a yappy poodle tied to the leg of her chaise lounge. They found their own corner of the patio and stretched out in the sun. After about an hour tub pretty star of last night's show came down the stain to the pool, alone.
She smiled nervously at the little woman and her dog, then more openly at Tom and Heather.
"Hi," Heather greeted her. "Not much happening down here today, is then? Want some company? Why don't you come over and join us?"
"Why thank you! You're very kind." The young woman's slightly formal speech and her shy manner seemed oddly out of tune with what they had seen of her last night.
"We caught your show at the club last night," Tom told her abruptly. When she seemed embarrassed, he hastened to reassure her. "We thought you were terrific! You're very beautiful. And very sexy! Neither one of us could resist getting it off watching you!"
She smiled. She looked bolder now. Heather and Tom both began to suspect this girl was an even better actress then they had thought. "Thank you. I enjoy my work."
"That was pretty obvious. But how did you ever get into it? It's a pretty unusual way for a girl to earn her living."
"I tried other things. Waitress work. Clerking. I couldn't stand it, and the money was lousy. I decided if I was going to have to earn my keep, it would at least be in a way worth my while."
"Didn't you feel nervous at first?" Heather asked. "It must take a lot of courage to get out there and be that uninhibited in front of a room full of people."
"I can't see any of their faces. And besides, I get turned on by the thought that other people are watching me, are getting excited by what I'm doing."