In the midst of a busy morning, Jennifer handled back-to-back meetings for her various projects, including JLo Beauty, her lingerie partnership, NuYoRican Productions, real estate, and Delola. Despite the workload, she smoothly balanced work and personal life.
After the meetings, Jennifer met with Benny, who had exciting news. "I've booked you for a big wedding in Italy, and they're willing to pay 15 million for your performance," Benny shared.
Curious, Jennifer asked, "Who are they?"
"They're a wealthy and friendly couple," Benny replied.
Considering her packed schedule, Jennifer declined the offer, stating, "I have too much on my plate, and I don't want to take on more, especially creating a show."
Benny, persistent, asked further. "Come on, Jennifer, this is a massive opportunity to make more money plus take a trip before you do your tour. What's the real reason you're turning it down?"
Jennifer sighed, "I appreciate it, Benny, but I need to focus on my existing commitments. Taking on more right now would be overwhelming, and I want to ensure I deliver my best in everything I do. I also have two small kids who I don't want to leave with the nanny all the time. I want to be present for them." Jenn said softly.
"Okay, I understand. Well have fun tonight." Benny said.
"What's tonight?" Jenn asked
"I thought Ben told you... um... I gotta go." Benny said as he realized he may have almost ruined the surprise. He ended the call.
Jenn's pov
I decided to check on Ben. As I approached, I found him engrossed in reading a book to Raelynn and Juni. The sight of them huddled together, captivated by the story, brought a warm smile to my face. Not wanting to interrupt their bonding moment, I patiently lingered by the doorway, silently cherishing the scene.
Eventually, I decided to give them space and retreated to my room. There, I noticed a new book on my nightstand—Ben's recommendation. Curious, I started reading and discovered it had some steamy scenes—seems Ben's taste in books includes a bit of spice. Chuckling, I got lost in the story, enjoying a brief escape before Ben came back into the room.
An hour later, with the babies fed and peacefully asleep, Ben joined me in our room. "How's the book treating you?" he asked.
"It's disgustingly good," I chuckled, sharing a page that had caught my attention. Ben read it, smirking softly.
"Want me to treat you like that?" he teased, and I nodded, laughter filling the room. As things heated up between us, he abruptly pulled away, locking eyes with me.
""Get ready for a fabulous night. We're off to a premiere party! Rob will enhance your glamour, Chris will work wonders on your hair, and Scott will perform his magic with your makeup," Ben declared, his touch gentle against my cheek.
"Is it a party premiere or a premiere party?" I inquired, and Ben nodded, leaving a delightful sense of anticipation in the air.
Excitement building, I decided to pamper myself with a nail session while waiting. Behind me, Ben approached, massaging my shoulders and neck with sweet affection.
"Can I share something with you?" Ben whispered softly as his hands eased my tension.
"Yes, dear?" I replied.
"I love you so much, and I can't wait for tonight. Our last night before we dive into work tomorrow," he expressed, planting a tender kiss on my head.
"I love you too. Promise you'll be kind to me, both as my husband and the director?" I teased.
"I'm always kind. I might seem stern, but I'm determined to push you to your full potential. This movie will be your ticket to the Oscar you've always dreamed of," he declared with passion.
"Okay," I smiled softly.
After an hour, the glam squad finally arrived, and the transformation process began. I transitioned from Jen mode to Lola mode – my glamorous alter ego who knows exactly how she wants to look.
Two hours later, with hair and makeup perfected, I delved into my wardrobe with Rob, spending another hour crafting a chic outfit.
"Feeling a bit bloated?" Rob asked curiously.
I nodded gently, realizing my tummy was sticking out a bit. "Yeah, a bit," I admitted convincingly.
"Mhm.." Rob said and closed the closet door.
"Are you pregnant again?" He asked.
"What??" I tried to act upset and hide the truth.
"Are you?" He asked.
"No." I said.
"Jennifer.. when was your last period?" He asked.
I stayed quiet and pretended to think.
"Last month on the 16th." I lied again.
"Oh. Okay. So it'll be soon again." He said and I nodded.
He opened the door and I came out in my outfit. Ben turned around and was amazed.
"That's um... a lot of underboob.." he said and smirked softly as he helped Rob put skin tape on my chest so the top doesn't move. Ben was focused and didn't touch my breasts. He was very professional and serious. I watched Rob fix my top and secure it.
"Is the fit too much?" I asked and he shook his head.
"No. Wear whatever you want sweet cheeks." He smiled at me then thanked the guys for making me look amazing.
He held out his hand and I took his hand then followed him to the car. He opened my door then helped me in. He was being gentle with me and wasn't making moves on me. Which I don't mind but I was surprised.
He got in with me and the driver took us to the party.
"What are those flowers for?" I asked as I noticed the vase in the cup holder with a bouquet of flowers.
"For you." Ben said and looked at me with love.
"Thank you baby. You're so sweet. I took them and kissed him. He kissed back but wasn't touchy.
"Babe. What's wrong? You're always touching me and squeezing me." I said.
"I don't want to mess up your top," he explained, looking at me with love before leaning in for another kiss.
"You're so sweet, baby," I giggled, and he rubbed my thigh softly, staying close.
"Mhm, always," he assured, wrapping his arm around me and resting his hand on my stomach. A nervous, butterfly feeling washed over me as I looked at him, as if seeing him for the first time again. There was something about him that made me feel unexpectedly nervous.
"So are we bringing the kids tomorrow to work?" I asked nervously.
"I think we should wait until we get things going on the movie. The first day is always rough.." Ben said.
"Okay baby." I said and kissed him. He kissed back and things slowly got intense. I continued to kiss and my lipgloss got all over his lips and mouth.
"Fuck. I can't." Ben groaned and removed the top shield. He sucked on my nipples roughly and tugged on them. I gasped and moaned loudly.
He looked up at me as he played with my breasts and continued sucking on them.
"Baby.." I moaned and straddled his waist. He gripped my ass and shook it.
"Fuck. It's so fat." Ben smirked and played with it. I laughed hard and saw how easily distracted he gets. He laid me in the very back seat and hovered over me. He was about to kiss my neck but was upset knowing he couldn't leave any hickeys.
"What if one little hickey??" He asked.
"No babe. I can't have a single hickey on me..." I laughed and kissed him. He kissed back and reached under my skirt to rub my thighs then slowly made his way into my panties and began to rub my folds. I immediately gripped his biceps and moaned loudly as I held onto him.
After a few minutes I instantly came all over his fingers and he was careful to pull away and lick his fingers.. he licked off my juices then leaned in to kiss me. I kissed back and slipped my tongue in as I swirled it around and sucked on his bottom lip after.
We finally arrived and I heard screaming.
"Shit shit shit!" I I struggled with my top, and Ben graciously assisted, producing extra skin tape from his pocket. Once my outfit was fixed, I meticulously applied lip liner and gloss before stepping out of the car. Ben, his demeanor shifted, focused solely on me. He adjusted himself discreetly.
As we approached the red carpet, Elaine and Benny arrived. "Hi gorgeous! You guys look amazing," Benny exclaimed.
Elaine chimed in, "Wowza! Boobies galore!" I playfully rolled my eyes.
"Right?" Ben smirked softly as we strolled down the red carpet. Before leaving me, he kissed my forehead. I admired how he gave me space, ensuring I shone in the spotlight. He stood with Elaine and Benny, capturing moments together. He took some photos of me then put his phone down and admired my beauty.
After some photos, I did some interviews.
"Jennifer, you look absolutely wonderful and beautiful! How is married life treating you?" Terry asked with a warm smile.
"Very good. Ben and I are happy," I replied, keeping my response concise, not delving into private details.
"That's good to hear. We know you just released a snippet of your movie that goes with your album. Why the letters, and are they real?" Terry inquired.
"The letters are from Ben when we first met around two and a half years ago. I kept them because they're meaningful to me. The letter in the movie is just a prop; Ben's actual letters are incredibly long and detailed. He's a romantic person, and I'm glad he's my husband. He produced and directed the movie, showcasing his exceptional talent. He doesn't overshadow my ideas; instead, he encourages me to bring my creative vision to life," I explained with a smile.
"How sweet! Rumor has it that you are starting a new project soon," Terry said with excitement.
"Yes, it's true, and I can't give any details other than I will be working with my husband," I giggled, hinting at an exciting collaboration.
"Oh, okay. Well, thank you, and once again, you look amazing!" Terry concluded with a smile as she wrapped up the interview.
"Thank you, baby. I appreciate it," I responded with gratitude, exchanging smiles before moving on to the next interview.
"Jennifer, darling! How are you tonight, beautiful?" Julie greeted with a charming British accent.
"I'm doing great, couldn't be better. I have my hubby here, so it makes it even better," I smiled.
"Are you excited to be winning an Elle award?" Julie inquired.
"A what? I've been nominated again?" I exclaimed, genuinely surprised and unaware.
"Yes! Congrats, darling!" Julie congratulated me with a smile.
"Oh, wow, thank you! Well, this is news to me, and I can't believe it!" I grinned widely, still in shock.
"Jennifer, I have one very specific question for you," Julie said, smiling.
"Yes, baby, what is it?" I replied with a smile.
"What advice can you give to girls and women watching at home?" she asked.
"Hmm... the best advice is to dream big and manifest your dreams. Tell yourself that you already have what you want, and it'll come to you sooner. But to achieve those goals, you must put in the work, and everything else will follow," I shared with a smile.
"Beautiful, thank you! That was the beautiful and most down-to-earth woman, Jennifer Affleck, everyone!" Julie announced, smiling as I waved at the camera.
I did one more interview then left with Ben who led me inside of the venue. He rubbed my side softly and kept me close. As we walked in, I saw Ben's ex.. Jennifer Garner who was speaking to one of my best friends, Kerry Washington.
"Babe why is she here?" I said to Ben and he shrugged but ignored her.
"Don't know and don't give a shit." Ben said and led us to our table.
We sat down and waited for the event to begin.
As the anticipation filled the air at the Elle magazine awards ceremony, I sat there, nerves and excitement blending into a potent mix. The moment finally arrived after an hour, and the presenter called my name. "And the Elle Award goes to the incredibly talented and inspiring Jennifer Affleck!" The room erupted in applause, and I felt a surge of emotions as I stood up, my heart pounding.
Walking to the stage, I couldn't help but glance at Ben, his proud smile echoing the joy in my own heart. The Elle trophy, a symbol of recognition, gleamed under the spotlight. I took a deep breath, my gratitude overflowing as I reached the podium.
"Wow, this is truly unexpected and deeply humbling," I began, the warmth of the spotlight embracing me. "I want to express my sincere thanks to Elle magazine for this incredible honor. It's a privilege to be acknowledged among so many talented individuals in the industry."
Pausing, I looked at Ben as I began to tear up, my anchor in the sea of emotions. "I share this with my amazing husband, Ben, who not only supports me but has been my creative partner on this journey. Thank you for believing in me and for being my biggest cheerleader.. I also want to say thank you to my amazing management team, you all are my biggest supporters and to that.. thank you. Most importantly my fans... I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you guys..."
The room erupted in applause once again, and I continued, "To the Elle team, thank you for recognizing the power of storytelling and the importance of uplifting diverse voices. This award is not just for me; it's for every woman and girl who dares to dream, who works hard, and who believes that her voice matters. Let's continue to inspire and empower each other."
As I lifted the Elle trophy, the moment felt surreal, a culmination of hard work, passion, and unwavering support. It wasn't just an award; it was a celebration of the journey, the stories, and the shared triumphs.
I walked back to Ben and sat down as he proudly took photos of me.
After the ceremony, Ben and I basked in the congratulations and well-wishes. Holding the glowing Elle trophy, we weaved through the lively venue. The allure of the after party with music and celebration tempted us, but a silent glance conveyed our shared understanding – work awaited in the morning.
Politely declining invitations, we thanked those we passed, stepping into the city night. City lights painted a soft glow as Ben held my hand. The echoes of the glamorous event lingered as we strolled home, the Elle trophy a reminder of commitment and shared dreams. The decision to skip the after party wasn't just responsibility; it was a testament to our dedication.
Returning home from the Elle ceremony, the echoes of the night still danced around us. The city lights painted a cozy glow as we crossed the threshold, the Elle trophy silently witnessing the glamour of the evening.
With a shared weariness, Ben reached for my hand, leading us towards the bedroom. The familiar embrace of home awaited, offering solace after the excitement of the event.
In the subdued light, Ben's considerate gestures unfolded, easing me out of the elegant attire. His touch conveyed both reassurance and intimacy, a silent bond amidst the remnants of the glamorous night. The Elle trophy stood as a quiet observer, witnessing the shift from public splendor to the private simplicity of our shared moments.
Each piece of clothing shed brought us closer to the anticipation of rest. Ben's caring touch extended to preparing for bed, ensuring every detail for our comfort. The sheets, soft and inviting, cradled us as we settled in. In the quiet of the night, memories of the event lingered, while the promise of a busy morning hung in the air. Together, we embraced the tranquility, aware that tomorrow held new challenges and adventures.
To be continued...