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You stared at your computer screen in shock.

No way you actually got hired as Anne Hathaway’s assistant for the filming of The Devil Wears Prada 2. This must be some mistake. Or a scam.

Ok, you did apply for the job but…you didn’t think you’d actually get it. Now you had to buy a whole new professional wardrobe because you would not be in Anne’s presence wearing five year old dresses.

So, you splurged on some new dresses and skirts, even some new heels. You made sure to get everything together before your first day at work.

When your alarm went off on the first day, your eyes shot wide open and you immediately got up to get ready. You brushed your teeth, put on a new sleek black dress, did your hair and makeup, and headed out the door.

Driving to set wasn’t too bad. You showed the security guard your ID and then he let you in. You were a bundle of nerves as you stood in front of Anne’s trailer. God, what if she was mean? No, Anne Hathaway wouldn’t be mean right? All her co-stars love her.

Sucking in a deep breath you knocked on the door. When she emerged, you were taken aback. She was even more beautiful in person.

“U-um hi Miss. Hathaway…Im your assistant for this film…I have the script for today.” You stuttered and blushed. Ugh, pathetic you thought to yourself.

Anne smiled warmly, “Thank you. It’s pretty cold out there why don’t you come inside for a bit?” You nodded and gratefully headed inside the trailer. It was satisfyingly heated, and you took a seat on the small sofa.

“Filming doesn’t start in about an hour. So, I’d like to use this as an opportunity to get to know you.”

“Y-you want to get to know me?”

The brunette nodded, “Of course. We’re going to be spending some time together after all.”

“Well…what would you like to know?”

“Start with the basics. I already know your name and what you do for a living so…” she prompted you to go on.

“Im 25 years old, I have two cats, my favorite color is pink, umm…I love to read.”

“I love to read too. The character I played in my last movie was a reader and I felt really connected to her.”

“The Idea Of You, right? It’s one of my favorite movies!” Your face heated up when you realized what you just said. Fangirling over your boss was not on the agenda.

Anne chuckled softly, “Yeah? What do you like about it?”

“I like the plot, Nicolas was hot in it…” you were hot in it you wanted to say, “the music was good too. I like that there was an actual album for the movie.”

“It’s honestly one of the funnest times I’ve had filming. You said you liked the plot. What about it specifically?” You could’ve sworn she scooted closer to you.

You fumbled your words, “Um…the whole older woman thing was…different.”

“‘Different’? Let me ask you this,” her hand landed on your knee, “Do you like older women, Y/n?”

You blushed furiously, “I- um…no. Maybe? Yes?”

The actress removed her hand and you silently protested the loss of her touch. “I’m just teasing you.”

You laughed awkwardly, pretending you weren’t turned on.

Once it was time for filming, you joined Anne on set. You also fangirled over Meryl Streep. Anne thought it was the cutest thing, how nervous you were but also starstruck.

-Time Skip-

A few weeks In and everything was going well. You’d grown close to Anne, more than you’d ever thought you would. You didn’t think you would become close with her because she’s an A list actress and you’re just her assistant.

On the last day of filming, she brought wine for you and her to enjoy in her trailer for celebration. Usually you would decline the offer because it’s very unprofessional but it was the last day and how can you say no to Anne Hathaway?

Sitting cross legged across from the brunette on the couch, the two of you laughed as you sipped on the deep red liquid.

“You’re an amazing actress, you know?” You spoke up, suddenly feeling bold.

She chuckled softly, “Thank you. You’re an amazing assistant. A really pretty one, too.”

Your eyes widened in surprise, a blush creeping up on your cheeks. Anne immediately became concerned, “I’m sorry. Was that too far? Did I read any signals wrong?”

“N-no you didn’t. I just didn’t think…”

The brunette scooted closer to you, pushing your hair behind your ear, “Didn’t think what? That I wouldn’t like you?”

The two of you just looked into each other’s eyes before the older woman cupped your face in her hands and pressed her lips to yours. You stiffened at first before relaxing and giving in to the kiss.

When the two of you pulled apart she gave you a soft, inviting smile. “You’re so cute. I think you’d look even cuter all dressed up for me. But for now, I think you should take those clothes off.”

You bit your bottom lip before slowly removing your blouse, skirt, tights, and heels leaving you in just your black lace underwear. You’ve always enjoyed wearing sexy underwear under your clothes even if no one sees it because it gives you a confidence boost.

Anne eyed your body appreciatively. You felt your face heat up and your pussy dampen even more than it already was.

The actress pulled you forward and immediately pressed a kiss to your stomach and inhaling your scent. “So good.” She moaned before cupping your wet, panty-covered core.

“So wet for mommy.” She said and god did that both humiliate you and turn you on at the same time. You whimpered.

“Yeah? You like it when I call myself mommy?” She had a playful glint in her eyes when she looked up at you. You were suddenly aware of how you were standing there in front of her stripped to your underwear and Anne was still fully clothed sitting on the couch.

Your breathing picked up when she pulled the crotch of your panties to the side to expose your dripping pussy. You hissed when she ran her finger through your slit collecting you slick before licking it off her digit.

As soon as she tasted your arousal, something primal struck in her and she immediately pulled you even closer to lick a bold stripe against your pussy.

“Fuck!” You cried.

“Mmm…you taste so good.” Anne moaned before diving in again and eating you like a starved woman. When her tongue just lightly touched your clit you went wild, turning into a moaning and whimpering mess. Her hands gripped your thighs with such harshness there was bound to be some bruises tomorrow. But you just couldn’t find the energy to care.

You gripped her hair as she spread open your lips to stick her tongue inside your cunt. “O-oh please!”

“What is it you need, baby?”

“I-I need to cum! Oh, fuck!”

“Ask mommy nicely.”

“Please, mommy. Please let me cum!”

Your knees were going to give out if Anne wasn’t holding you up. You felt yourself getting closer to the edge before you came all over her tongue. You cried out as you reached your peak.

“Mm, fuck. You taste so so good, Y/n.” The actress groaned as she lapped up every last bit of your orgasm.

She sat back and looked up at you, “You’re such a good girl. Im sorry this was so quick, but I’m afraid we don’t have much more time in the trailer. How about I take you out to dinner, and then back to my place? Mommy can show you how exactly she wants to treat you.”

You quickly nodded as if your life was on the line.

“Good girl. Now, I want you to get cleaned up, head home to get into something sexier, and me and my driver will pick you up. Deal?”