Chapter 3
1 week later
*Tom*
"You shouldn't tease a man like this, Miss Elizabeth. It could end badly for you, you know". I say, taking the saddle from the horse and hanging it on the rack. She had asked me to help her from the horse, sliding her body down close to mine, her arms around my neck.

I am getting frustrated that this young lady is touching me at every given moment, knowing that I can't touch her in return or do what I long to. It would bring me a world of trouble.

"Badly for me how ?" She says in that voice, it is teasing and it feels like it is caressing me softly.. promising me a world of things.. Running through me like a wildfire.

"I think you know very well what could happen. But I am not sure you understand the consequences of it". I say stepping closer to her.

She places her small hand on my chest, looking up at me, her pupils blown wide. "What if I don't care about the consequences Jack ?"

"Then you are more dumb than you look. As tempting as it is, me touching you in any way could ruin everything". I tell her. But my hands are already on her hips pulling her closer.

"I know you want it just as much as I want you Jack". She says, her hand grabbing my neck and pulling my face down into a heated kiss. I instantly lose my focus, and forget to stay in character.. it isn't that it isn't nice, but well it isn't Willa and I know the passion is lacking here.

"Cut, cut". The director calls. He comes stumping over. "Tom for god's sake. You are kissing the woman of your dreams, the object of all your desires..but you look like you are kissing your grandmother. Where is the passion ? The sex ? We want the men to shift in the seat and the woman to moan with wanting".

"I know. Sorry, my mind wasn't in it". I say biting my lip. When he stomps away.. I look at Aslyn. "Sorry, it has nothing to do with you. My mind is just elsewhere".

"It's okay Tom". She says, sending me a sweet smile, padding my chest with one hand. "We are just going to forget that and give it another try.. okay ?"

And we do just that until the director yells. "Cut, cut, CUT. For fucks sake". His hair is sticking out in every direction from pulling it. This was the fifth try. "Everyone takes ten minutes. And Tom you need to get your shit together. Touch her, show you want her. If you didn't have a kid I would start thinking you were.. gay".

I go slump down in a chair, covering my eyes with my hands. What the fuck is wrong with me ? I have never had this problem before. But I know what the problem is.. Willa, I miss her so badly and I keep thinking that this isn't her and she is the only one I want to kiss.

"Are you okay dad ?" Will comes over and sits down in the chair next to me. I had debated with myself whether he should be here for the more erotic scenes, but I thought he might as well see that it had nothing to do with the real thing.

I remove my hands and look at him, letting out a frustrated sigh. "Honestly no.. I keep thinking of your mom and how Aslyn isn't her and that your mom is the one I want to kiss".

"Well maybe instead of thinking about wanting mom and that she isn't mom, why not just close your eyes and pretend she is ? I mean go with it instead of fighting it". He says with a small lopsided grin.

I look at my son a bit surprised. "Well that is actually a very good advice kid. Who knew you were so wise when it comes to faking passion".

Soon we are called back on set and the director looks at us. "Come on we need this done. I want passion and sex... Improvise. Remember you have wanted her for so long, you need her. Okay ?"

"Yeah got it". I say. I send Aslyn a reassuring smile, before closing my eyes, focussing on Willa. How much I miss her, thinking what I would do if this was her.

"And shooting". The director calls out... I grab Aslyn, pulling her to me. Starting the scene with the kiss. This time it's searing hot and I feel her press herself into me, moaning against my lips and it spurs me one, letting my tongue dip into her mouth, tasting her.

And this time there is no cut. Her hands under my shirt, nails scraping over my skin. My hands finding the front of her dress, ripping it, halfway exposing one breast, my hand sliding inside, closing over her breast, squeezing it. There is silence on set, except for my heavy breathing and her small gasp and moans.

My hands slide up under her dress, pulling off her old fashioned undergarment. She is still wearing normal panties, they wont be visible because of her dress. Then I grab her and lift her. She folds her legs around me, as I press her into the wall.

As her mouth is attaching my neck and face. I reach down to open and pull down my pants. I am still wearing my underwear too. It is hidden by my long shirt and her dress pushed up around us. We will appear to be naked from the waist down, without actually being it.

"Oh God yes, take me Jack. Make me yours". She moans breathlessly, and I thrust against her. Making it look like I am taking her against the wall. I am lost in my own mind, going through the motions. Hearing her whimper and gasp.

She is clawing at me, pressing into me. Then she cries out, shaking slightly. I have to give it to her, she is rather convincing at this. I know what to do, stiffen up my body, gasp, thrust a couple of times and then slump my head on her shoulder.. it will look real.

"Cut.. perfect. Exactly what I wanted. Great job both of you. Let's take lunch now". The director calls out, looking happy and I lower her carefully to the ground.

After pulling my pants up, I walk over to Will. Okay. today I might lack total control. Glad the very tight underwear I wear holds my erection under control. Hoping that no one will notice.

My son looks at me in total awe. "Shit dad, that looked so real. I guess you took my advice then. Even though I am not sure I like you thinking about mom like that".

"Just remember, it might look real, but it wasn't. It was acting". I tell him and he nods. "Go get yourself some food. I think I will go lie down a bit in my trailer for a bit".

I walk to my trailer, but only just have time to lay down before there is a knock on the door and I go to open, finding Aslyn standing outside. "Oh hi Aslyn. Is something wrong ? Sorry about ripping your dress by the way. I got carried a bit away".

"It's okay Tom. It was great, you were great. Just like I imagined". She says biting her lip as she looks up at me, making me swallow nervously.

I send her a friendly smile. "Well thank you darling, I think...You were very convincing and the director seemed happy".

"Well maybe because I wasn't acting. And I think you weren't completely acting either". Her hand grabs my still half hard erection and the other hand grabs my neck, pulling me into a heated kiss.