Juliann kept herself propped up as she stayed bent over the dining table, her hands laid flat as she lowered her head. Her eyes closed as she moaned out in pleasure.

She could feel Christoffer's hands holding her dress up by the side of her waist.

They ignored the knocking on the door as Juliann continued to moan out in pleasure and they ignored the call out for "Mr Jessen.".

Juliann felt Christoffer push faster as she kept herself positioned against the dining table.

"Mr Jessen!"

Christoffer gritted as he tried to keep his groove going.

"Your needed on set. NOW!"

Christoffer hated interruptions, especially when his dick was inside of a woman.

He felt himself move harder as he tried to keep his concertation.

"MR JESSEN!"

"Fuck." He heaved.

Juliann reached her hand over his "It's fine." She whispered.

"It's not." He rested his forehead down on her shoulder.

"MR JESSEN!"

Christoffer kissed her shoulder "Bathroom's in the back." He calmly readjusted himself back into his pants.

He stepped over to the door without a care for Juliann, she quickly rushed to the bathroom.

Christoffer yanked open the door "What?" He noticed Sam standing in front of the doorway.

Sam folded his arms.

Christoffer huffed as he pushed his hair back, he stepped out of his star waggons, slamming the door shut behind him "This is what she gets for fucking us over."

"Christoffer, we've had this talk." Sam mentioned as he rushed his way to lead Christoffer back to set.

"You shouldn't of hired that bitch."

"Christoffer."

"Sam, I only said yes to you than you get bumped. I would've..."

"Would've walked if it wasn't for me twisting strings. I know but you know the game."