How I Married a Porn Star Pt. 03

Author's Note:

Part 3 of 4 for this series. As always, I want to thank you all for reading and you're kind comments. I sincerely hope you all enjoy!

Friday Morning

I woke up to find that Sara was still there. She was snoring very gently with her arm still around my waist. I tried to be as still as possible and still give a look over at the clock. It was around 6:30. I was trying not to move too much so as not to wake her, but apparently, I moved a little too much. Her eyes soon fluttered open while she looked around a bit. She then saw me and smiled.

"That's a nice face to wake up to," she said smiling and gave me a kiss.

"I could say the same."

"Please," she said in a mock/cute tone, "I'm sure that my makeup is all smeared and gloopy after sleeping in it," she said letting it hang there. "Of course, it's probably also the awesome fucking I received last night."

"High praise," I said smiling, "I should get a testimonial from you sometime." She smiled and gave me another kiss. She then rested her head on my chest. She let out a yawn and got comfortable. I had to admit I was quite comfortable myself.

"What time is it?" she asked lazily. I answered her. "I should probably go in a bit so I can shower and dress for the expo," she said wistfully, making it clear that she didn't really want to leave the bed. We didn't do anything except lay there and enjoy each other's company, talking lightly as I played with her hair.

She eventually got up, letting me get another look at her amazing body as she collected her clothes left astray from the previous night. She got back into her dress and smoothed it as best she could. She then leaned over and gave me a deep kiss and said that she'd see me later.

I laid in bed for a bit, taking in all the craziness that had happened in the last few days. I eventually got myself out of bed and hit the shower. I dressed with an eye toward the lunch I had with Arthur later and stepped out. Ironically at the same time, Chet emerged.

"Dude!! You missed out last night!" he explained. "It was epic!!"

I explained to him that I had a very good night as well and we proceeded down to breakfast. I tried to maintain a low profile with Chet there, but with him talking loud and other people hearing me, it wasn't long before someone spotted me.

"Hey Sean!" Roxy said coming up to us. Chet's eyes were amazed that this porn goddess knew me. "How was the rest of your night?" she asked.

"Pretty good," I told her in greeting. "This is my friend Chet," I said indicating my friend.

"Oh, well any friend of Sean's," she said trailing off. Chet's jaw was on the floor as Roxy asked if she could join us. I told her to pull up a chair and she joined us. Chet was astonished.

"How did you guys meet?!" he said astonished.

"Oh, Sean and I got to be quick friends," she said smiling at me and giving a slight wink. Chet just looked at me dumbfounded. I shrugged my shoulders as we got breakfast situated.

During breakfast, Chet and I explained how we knew each other, and we got to come to the expo. Chet eventually went to the bathroom and Roxy leaned over toward me.

"He's kind of a wanker, right?" she asked in her British accent.

"Yeah," I admitted, "but he's harmless," I said dismissively. "He'd freak if you'd offer him a blowjob," I told her. She damn near snorted out her Orange Juice.

"I would not blow him," she said extremely dismissively. "You on the other hand..." That just kind of stood there as Chet came back. Roxy finished up her breakfast and left. She told Chet it was nice to meet him and gave me a kiss goodbye. A deep one. Chet's jaw was again on the floor as she walked away from us.

"Dude, how the fuck did you pull hot box like her?" he asked.

"Well, I didn't call her a "hot box" to start with," I told him dismissive of his attitude.

"So, some of the dudes want me to help them at their booth today," Chet explained. "They promised some major hotties are gonna be by. Wanna come with?"

"Nah, you go ahead," I told him, "I missed a few booths yesterday and wanted to hit them up."

Chet seemed pleased that I wasn't joining as it would've meant more competition for him. He blasted me a "later bro," and was on his way. I finished the rest of my coffee and proceeded toward the expo center.

It didn't seem as overwhelming as it did yesterday. I guess with the new company I was keeping, I was starting to get used to it. I was walking around, looking to see if there was anything new or anyone I recognized. It wasn't long before I heard my name called out.

I turned to where the voice was coming from and saw that it was Kelly Kline from last night. I turned and greeted her, and she gave me a hug like I was an old friend. She was wearing a crop top that showed off her flawless stomach and had it cut low to accentuate her firm C-cups.

"Last night was so much fun, me and Richard had a great time," she said indicating toward Richard back in the booth. He saw us and smiled, waiving nicely as I returned the wave. "Thank you so much for allowing us to tag along."

"Not at all," I replied. She smiled at me.

"So are you having fun with the convention and all?"

"I am, but it is definitely different," I admitted. "I've never been to anything like this before."

"Yeah, our first time was weird as well," she said acknowledging the point. "But you get used to it and it helps to have someone to go through it with you."

"I can imagine," I said nodding my head. "Is it weird for you being in the industry with your husband?" I asked bolder then I probably should have. She seemed to take no offence to it.

"I get why people probably think it is," Kelly admitted, "but it really hasn't been. We were married before we got into it, and it allowed us to explore while still being stable." I just kinda shrugged.

"I mean that's what matters right?" I told her earnestly, "if it works for you and doesn't hurt the core of the relationship, what else matters?" She smiled at the comment.

"Exactly!" she said brightening up. "Why let other people tell us what our relationship is?" I nodded in concurrence. "We tell each other everything and trust each other. Isn't that the most important thing?" I again nodded in agreement.

"By the way..." she said sidling up closer to me, "Richard is totally down for a threesome if you're interested..." That may have been the step too far.

"We'll see," I told her retreating a bit, "I promised Cassandra we'd go out tonight."

"Oh, that's awesome!" she said not acknowledging that I was in essence turning her down. "She's a great girl and needs a good guy like you."

"No pressure there," I thought. After some more small talk she went back to her booth and returned with some signed copies of her movies. I thanked her and moved along.

I hit a few more booths and even threw a quick wave over to Tera at her booth. I eventually hit the VIP booth and had a drink in preparation for my lunch with Arthur. Honestly, I had no idea what I was going to talk about with a billionaire owner of a hotel/casino.

One o'clock turned near, and I made my way over to the location he wrote down. It was a restaurant near the casino that seemed even nicer then where we'd had dinner last night. I gave my name to the hostess, and she immediately escorted me inside.

People inside were dressed nice, but not overly. I felt that the sport coat and the button-down shirt was appropriate. I was a few minutes early and found that I arrived first. At 12:59 exactly, Arthur came in and smiled as he extended his hand. I rose to greet him, and we sat down. He ordered a bottle of wine for the both of us and asked if I liked oysters. I told him I did, and he ordered us plenty of them. Then he got down to it.

"So, where are you looking to go once, you're out of school?" he asked.

"Well, Silicon Valley is enticing, and I've gotten some interest there, but I've also been courted by government agencies to work for them."

"Strong," he said as the wine was being poured and we sampled. It was far and above better than any wine I'd ever had and probably would've been embarrassed by how much it cost. "Silicon Valley is always going to entice people in your profession as well. Government too, but there's just so much inefficiency." I nodded in agreement knowing enough people who worked for the NSA and other agencies who'd said the same.

"But if you're really looking to make a mark, I'd be looking at private industry. So many companies have been slacking with their computer infrastructure and not being willing to expand their minds to the importance of it. From security, to apps, to websites, to future expansion; companies are going to be looking for your skill sets."

"It's true," I admitted. "We had to present computer solutions to a group of companies as part of our senior project and very few of them seemed willing to invest in it."

"Short-sighted," Arthur said in agreement. "They only want to protect what they have now and have no eye to what they could have in the future."

At that point, the oysters came, and we started digging in. If my date with Cassandra later was going to be anything like my previous evenings, I'd need it.

"I'm sure you can figure out what I'm getting at..." I did but wasn't going to say it. "In the last day, I've looked into you," he admitted, "you could easily land a job damn near everywhere."

I wasn't very sure about that, but he continued.

"I want you to seriously consider coming to work with me," he finally admitted. "I'd base you out of wherever you want, send you where you need to go. I'd want a complete overhaul of our security and online presence and want you to work with my team to fix it."

In the back of my head, I thought there was a chance of this; but I really didn't expect him to be so blunt about it.

"I've built my business solely on the ability to recognize potential in people to grow my business and allow themselves to grow at the same time. My CFO started in the mail room, but I knew she had the drive and ability if allowed to flourish. I see that in you, Sean."

"Well thank you, sir," I said sincerely, "That's a very high complement from a person of your stature."

"It's not a complement," Arthur returned, "just cold hard fact." With that he pulled an envelope out of his jacket and placed it on the table. "I don't want an answer today or this weekend," he stated. "And I also don't want you to look at this right now. Take your time, open it alone, and then come to a decision. If I call you in a week, do you think that'll be enough time for you?"

"Yes, sir," I answered, "let me give you my number so you can contact me." As I was saying that he waved his hand about.

"I already have it," he said, clearly showing his clout. I agreed to look at his offer later, taking the envelope and putting it in my jacket. That's about the time when a visitor came up to the table.

"I didn't know this was a handsome convention," came from behind me as Dennis Hof approached the table. Arthur stood up and greeted him, smiling.

"Dennis! Always good to see you!" Arthur said surprising me a bit. It's not every day you see a billionaire rubbing shoulders with a legal pimp. "Let me introduce this young man here," he said indicating to me.

"Oh, Sean and I met yesterday. How are you?" I got up to greet him.

"Very well, thank you," I said in reply, "good to see you again."

"And you," he replied warmly before turning back to Arthur. "Trying to snag the kid, huh?" Arthur meekly shrugged in a way that made me feel like Dennis wasn't that far off the mark.

"Well I'll let you two get back to your lunch," he said getting ready to leave. "Good to see you, Sean," he told me before walking out.

"He's a good guy really," Arthur tried to say in his magnanimous way. With that lunch continued unabated.

When lunch was over, Arthur gave me a firm handshake and an updated room key card, insisting that I use it while in the hotel to cover my expenses. He also gave me $1000 in comped casino chips. He clearly wanted me to take his offer seriously. I thanked him and headed back to the convention center.

To say that my mind was racing was an understatement. In the space of a few days, I'd had sex with two porn stars, met half a dozen others, have a date with one tonight, met the most famous brothel owner in the world, and now I had a job offer from one of the richest men in the world. I decided a bit of time in the VIP tent sipping on a cold drink would be a good idea.

On my way to the VIP tent, a familiar face ran into me.

"Sean!" Hannah said bringing me into a hug. With her heels on, she slightly eclipsed me, and my face was pretty close to her amazing chest.

"Hey, Hannah," I said slightly muffled. She released me and I saw she was in a leather bustier and a leather hat.

"Heard you guys had fun night last night," she offered.

"Yeah, I think so."

"Sorry I didn't make it, my babysitter fell through, so I was with the little man last night." Could've knocked me over with a feather.

"I didn't know you had a son," I said trying to take as much of the shock out of my voice as possible.

"Yeah, he's four," she said sweetly. "His father was a useless piece of shit, but at least he gave me him." She then produced a picture of him out her cleavage, somehow.

"He's very cute," I said.

"Yeah, he is," she said with love as she looked at the picture. "He seems like he's growing so fast." The last was said with some sadness.

"Well kids do that," I said in the most lame-ass way possible.

"True," she agreed. "Just a lot of stress for a single mom. I got into this to make money for him, but now he's getting older, and I really don't wanna keep it up."

"Guess it gets complicated with kids involved."

"Yeah," she said forlornly. "Don't get me wrong, I've loved it and wouldn't trade it for a second. But I know that someday he's gonna have to know about all this. I just hope he'll understand."

"I think he will," I said supportively. "You did what you needed to for the both of you. Plus having a MILF of a mom won't hurt his popularity any." She giggled and smiled at that.

"Probably not," she said putting her hand on my shoulder in a 'Thanks for listening way'. Then she turned and heard someone trying to get her attention. "Guess I have to go. What are you up to tonight?" I started to answer, but she stopped me. "Oh yeah, you have your date with Cassandra tonight! Nautica told me! Have fun, stud!" she said walking away.

I rolled my eyes and headed for the VIP tent. I got there and found Petey still behind the bar. He recognized me from yesterday with Arthur and quickly got me a John Daly. I grabbed a table and took light sips from my drink. I was shocked when my phone started buzzing in my pocket. I saw that it was Cassandra and answered, hoping she wasn't calling to cancel.

"Hey," I answered quickly.

"Hey, Sean," she said sweetly, "I haven't seen you today, where've you been?"

"Around," I told her somewhat truthfully. "Still on for tonight?" I said expecting her to start back peddling.

"Absolutely!" she said affirmatively, as I breathed a sigh of relief. "I can't wait! I heard about a Hibachi place in the hotel, meet there at 7?"

"Sounds great, see you then!"

"Yes, you will..." she said with some slight evil in her voice. I went to Petey at the bar and asked him about the restaurant. He asked me to let him make a call. He came back two minutes later saying I had reservations for 7. Petey was definitely getting a good tip. I sat back at my table feeling a bit better about everything. Then suddenly a familiar face came sat at my table.

"Apparently, you're like Visa, Sean. Everywhere I wanna be," Dennis Hof said as he sat down. I had to admit it was a lot of coincidence. "Enjoying the expo?"

"Yeah, it's definitely educational. How about you?"

"Oh, it's fantastic," he said, "even better than last year." He took a sip of his drink then leaned in toward me. "So it seems like Arthur's setting you up to work for him, huh?" Brazen, wasn't he?

"We've talked a bit about it," I managed to get out before he interrupted me again.

"He's a great guy, salt of the earth," he said munching on some bar nuts on the table. "Also, I know for a fact he treats his people well. Even the bellboys make bank. If he's offering you a job, I'd seriously consider it."

I went from thinking he was a buffoon to actually listening.

"You'll never find another employer who cares as much about his workers as he does," he said confidently, "except maybe me."

I let out a brief chuckle, cause quite frankly I couldn't help myself.

"Maybe, but I don't think Arthur intends the special attention you give to some of your staff." I couldn't believe I said it, but he just started laughing.

"I hope not for your sake, Sean," he said over his laughter. "Besides, that attention comes entirely from them."

I raised my eyebrow in disbelief.

"No, seriously," Dennis insisted, "I've never propositioned any of the girls at the ranch. They come to me. Sometimes to get in good with the boss, sometimes just to have their skills judged, and other times their just fuckin' horny."

"Weird profession," I offered.

"Maybe, but it's still a business. Product, employees, customer service, loyal customer base; all that still is vital to our operations. The fact that its sex just adds a tinge of mystique."

I nodded thoughtfully. Considering I was at a convention full of women in various degrees of sex work, who was I really to judge him?

"You should come out some time," he said digging into his pocket and handing it to me. "Don't lose it, this gives you a free night at the Bunny Ranch with any girl, on the house!"

I thanked him as he walked away, and I kept sipping my drink. Talking to Dennis did nothing to settle my nerves. I tried to do minor meditation and close my eyes, trying to settle my brain with everything that had happened. If this hadn't been the weirdest two days of my life, I have no clue what would beat it.

I got another drink and decided to walk around a bit. Not so much to look at the booths, but more to stretch my legs. I saw a few stars I recognized. Saw Sara working a booth and couldn't say hi at the time. She did blow me a big kiss and winked at me. I kept walking and sipping until I heard a loud 'Hey Sean!'.

I turned and saw Kelly Madison and her gigantic boobs barreling toward me. She wrapped me up in a tight hug and kissed me on the cheek.

"How are you?" she asked very sweetly. "Did you and Sara have a good time last night?" The last comment dripping with sensuality.

"I'd like to think so," I said with some honesty, "how was the rest of your night?"

"Oh, we had a ball!" she said. "You missed it. Gianna got drunk and wound up on the stage, grinding her pussy into the face of some random dude at the club. $20 bucks says she probably blew him too."

"That's our gal," was my retort which got her laughing again.

"Hey, I heard you and Cassandra are going out tonight."

"That's the plan," I confirmed.

"You better treat her real good," she said in a slight matronly tone. "She's a great girl."

"I agree and I will." She laughed and slapped my shoulder.

"Of course you will, you're a good dude! Had to fuck with you a little!"

I then saw Ryan over at their booth both waving at me and waving Kelly back over.

"Guess I gotta head back," she said about to turn away, but quickly snapping back. "Are you going to Kevin's party tomorrow night?"

"I haven't heard anything about it," I told her truthfully.

"Oh, you have to," she said seriously. "I'm sure he meant to invite you but hasn't gotten to it yet. He'll probably call you later," she said going away. I just kind shrugged and headed back to the room.

As I'd never been on a real date with a porn star, I really didn't know what to expect so I tried to dress nice, but not over the top. As I was finishing up, I heard a knock on my door.