“Actually, I like having you there,” she replied with a grin. “Now lets go to today’s shoot. I’m working with Jackson this time. “He sounds interesting,” she said enthusiastically.
We met Jackson in the studio. He was already undressed and doing work with dumbbells to pump up his arms and shoulders. His stomach was a mass of muscles and his arms and chest had so much definition they looked like they were not real. Jackson was going to be filmed with my wife sucking his massive penis. This time it was going to be filmed in live-action video. A few stills would be taken, of course, but most of it was going to be filmed and be part of a “wife-next-door-does the-neighbor” scenario. Jackson’s specialty, she explained gleefully, was supposed to be his tongue talent, the ability to get women to squirt when they came. His tongue was famous industry-wide. “I hope they let me see if he can get me to squirt with his mouth,” she said dreamily.
“I’d like to see that,” I said, sincerely eager to watch her with him. “He just sucks pussies until they squirt?” She didn’t know how he did it, but was undeniably eager to find out.
I went with her to Hollywood to watch her take on a room full of guys with hard cocks that needed to be sucked. The idea was for her to suck off every guy there in one night, ending when her finished them all or the sun came up. I think there were over twenty, but I’m not sure. They talked about an Asian woman who sucked some huge number, like 300, to set a world record for sucking cocks in one night. “I’d like to go for her record,” my wife said before it started. I thought about it and admitted I liked watching her suck other cocks nearly as much as I liked getting a blow job from her myself.
On the way to the mass-blow-job shoot, I mentioned her first professional shoot for the clothing store. “I never thought when you got the job for the clothing catalog that within a year you would be doing porn shoots, sucking off a roomful of guys, and fucking two or three guys at a time. When did you think it may be something you could do?” I asked.
“When I did the underwear shots, I realized it wasn’t a big step to nudes,” she said. “When I did topless it was easy, so I decided to give total nudity a try. Then I was offered to do sex and the amounts of money made me dizzy. When I got 100 grand for a sex shoot and we bought that car, I realized I could do anything for enough money.”
“You know what I like as much as anything?” I asked, incredulous that it was true. “Not sure why, but you kissing them, especially French kissing, sends me over the top. Watching you and Tony in San Diego I had a climax seeing you two make out.”
“So you’re not sorry I took the first x-rated shoot?” she asked.
“Oh no, I’m so glad you did. No kidding, I love watching you get fucked. Especially by a grand dick,” I said, as much as amazed at the fact as she was.
“What if one of them wants to take me out?” she asked, giving me a look of skepticism.
“You mean on a date?” I said. She nodded. “Has someone asked you?” She said Tony had. “Do you fuck on the first date? I joked, trying to keep it light.” She reminded me, unnecessarily, that they’d already fucked enough guys to “date” for a year. “Well, I’ve not objected to you fucking for cash, so socially, I guess it’d be okay.”
“Let me ask you something,” I said. “Which of them is the best? I mean Who fucks better than the rest?”
“Tony,” she said without hesitating. “I have to be honest. He makes it feel so fantastic. He’s not uncomfortably big, but big enough, and he knows just how to satisfy a woman. Yes, it’s Tony I like fucking best,” she added.
“Does he know that?” I asked.
“Not unless he reads minds,” she answered. “But yes, I’d like to go out with Tony.” I asked if they’d have sex. “Probably,” she said. “Most likely. He asked me if I wanted to fuck off the clock. You said you like watching me fucking, but how are you with me doing it socially?” I thought about it and said it would be rather crazy to be okay with fucking for money, but not being okay with doing it for the enjoyment. “Okay then, tomorrow night I’ll be out with Tony for fun, for free.”
It was harder than I thought. When she hadn’t come home by one, I put in the thumb drive and watched her fuck Tony on the job. It helped, actually. I watched her fuck Tony, get eaten by him, and give him a mind-numbing blow job. I thought about the fact that she was probably doing all of those things with him right then.
Can I do this? I thought. Can I sit around while my wife has sex on dates with other men. Well, I was the one who told her to “Go ahead.” Of course, it was way too late to change my mind now. I was still watching her thumb drive when she came in at six that morning. “What are you watching?” she asked, kissing me on the cheek.
“You and Tony,” I said. “It helped pass the time.” Tony fucks her in front of the camera, at his place, probably in his truck, and most likely in many places I don’t know about. If your wife fucks for money, if she’s in the porn industry, then she probably does it on the side as well. It’s been fun, but it’s not for weaklings.