After the Sex Party

Less than a week after attending a sex/swing party with my husband, my friend Denise approached my work cubicle. She and her boyfriend Peter (who is also my boss) are the ones who talked us into the party in the first place.

"I really need to speak to you. Come on back to Peter's office for a minute."

That seemed a little ominous. "Okay."

We went to the empty office and she closed the door. "Okay...so, about the party last week. You know those two guys you went with? Ahh...Peter and I are really sorry about this. Nothing like it has ever happened before."

"Denise, you're scaring me!"

"Sorry! Well, it seems they recorded a video of the three of you together doing...

"Are you serious? There's a video of me? Oh shit. I knew we should have made them take that camera away!

"No, it wasn't the camera you saw. They had their own concealed somewhere. Jason is one of those tech wizards. It would be easy for him."

Wait, have you seen it?"

"They forwarded it to Peter. So yes, I did."

"God, Denise! How many people have seen it?" I was shaking with anger and humiliation. It had to be a video of me being double penetrated by those guys!

"Just those two jerks and Peter and me. I don't think they've circulated it."

"This is totally humiliating! What am I going to do?"

"So...Peter called the party hosts and a couple of leading members of the group. They're all really, really pissed that this happened."

"You mean he told them about it? They know there's a porn video of me?"

Oh no..no he just said that those men had made a video without a partner's permission."

"Oh no, no, no! They could have given it to anybody. Who knows how many!"

"We don't think they did. When they sent Peter the video they asked if he would get your okay to show some members..."

"You're kidding! Are they nuts? What do they think I am?"

"We don't get it either"

"I definitely want that video to disappear! I can't believe this is happening."

"Okay. Look, one of our group is a pretty high-powered attorney, and he has been all over them."

"What is he going to do?" I was starting to feel panicky.

"I know. I know. But I think he scared the crap out of them, threatening legal action. They've been on to us multiple times apologizing and saying they'll do whatever the lawyer advises."

"How's he going to know if they destroy it or not, or whether they're even jerking off with their pals to that vid right now?"

"Yeah...it's all horrible! But look, we should wait a couple of days. I think it will be all right."

I was not convinced at all, but what else could I do? Before we went back to our work, Denise, rather sheepishly, handed me a memory stick. I could guess what was on it.

*

My husband had a class that night from 6 to 8pm so I set the video up to watch alone. Obviously I knew what we had done in that room, but It was still a real shock to see myself on video.

I have no idea how those two remotely operated the camera, but the recording began when I started stroking their dicks and ended just after the three of us got off the bed. Very fortunately, my husband was not shown at all.

I don't have a clue how other women would react, but I was deeply embarrassed. This was supposed to be private! Still, I found the recording actually aroused me. To tell the truth, I looked quite sexy!

My husband got home later than expected because of train problems, so I decided to delay telling the bad news for a day. We went to bed, but I did not sleep well, at all.

*

The next day I spoke with Peter and Denise at work. They told me that the Don and Jason characters had sworn in an affidavit that they had not shared the video with anyone but Peter, and that they had deleted it entirely. If they hadn't, they could be sued into the ground. Apparently both had good jobs and property to lose in a suit.

I didn't know if this was actually any protection for me, but It was what there was. I also watched as Peter deleted his copy. Could I trust him? I wasn't positive of that, either.

That evening I steeled myself to tell my husband about it. I knew I must, and the sooner the better. The best way was to have dinner and then just come out with the whole story.

That's what I did. He sat in a stunned silence, becoming increasingly flushed. "What complete assholes! It's a good thing I don't know who they are or they would have a serious problem!"

"What about this affidavit thing? Peter says they have sensitive jobs and high-end property to lose."

"I'm not sure. It might work. Did he give you a copy of the video?"

"Uhh...yeah, he did."

So, I sat down with my husband to watch it again. It was easier for me this time. For some reason I was less mortified and even more aroused.

"Okay. I'm really angry they did this to you, but I have to say you do look very hot doing that. You don't appear shy at all."

"But you were there. You saw it all."

"Yes, but it's different watching you on video. It's as if you're a porn star...but in a good way. Like an actress. Let's play it again."

It's a guy thing, I guess. I do not aspire to porn stardom!

We did watch again. You can imagine what happened next.

*

I didn't hear anything about the matter for another week, except that Peter gave me a letter from the attorney with copy of the affidavit. It advised keeping both in a safe and secure place. I also received from Peter a note from our party hosts apologizing for the whole mess.

That seemed to be the end of it. But a few days later, Denise and I took a long lunch. It was likely a mistake, but we shared a bottle of wine. It's always been a bit loose at our workplace.

"Have you two watched that video at home?"

"We have."

"Pretty hot?"

"Umm...well, it is, yeah."

"It's kind of exhilarating seeing yourself like that, isn't it?"

"Sort of, I suppose. It is a little."

"Whatever they say, guys love the idea of seeing us in erotic pics and videos. I bet yours did, too."

"Hmm...yeah, he did." I know he has watched the video several times in the past week. I haven't viewed it again. It seems, you know, pretty slutty to watch myself in a porn movie.

I was raised in an Italian-American family where the woman believed sex was something to be done as seldom and as grudgingly as possible. For sure, women never talked about anything sexual or considered exhibiting themselves in any sensual way. All of that has stayed with me. Generally, I suppose I thought of my husband as oversexed and he thought of me as something of a prude. Well, until he watched me with those two men, anyway.

It's true I've had two unplanned extramarital encounters recently. How do I explain that? I can't. And I was thinking about all this at the restaurant.

Denise was in one of her playful moods so I expected some weird stuff from her. It still shocked me when she asked, "Have you ever considered doing sex for money? Maybe not for real...but like a fantasy?"

"WHAT?"

"Not to be a hooker or an escort. Just doing it to see what happens. Maybe, a blowjob for cash?"

Denise's Fantasy:

I'm watching Melinda take the handsome young man to the small store room. I'm fairly certain why. After seeing her in that video, I know she isn't as innocent as she appears. She probably won't let him fuck her here, though. We're dressed to the nines (not good to get messy). The restaurant is also crowded and that room not entirely private.

They've been gone for 6 or 7 minutes and my curiosity is killing me. I discreetly wander back there. The door is closed but there is a narrow window on the handle side. There is a dull light on.

Standing very close to the door, I can hear the guy talking...well, groaning and exclaiming mostly. He's telling her how good it feels and how great she is at sucking dicks. Of course, they all say that while you're doing it, don't they?

I can see her head bobbing over his long and rather thick penis. Intermittently, she licks and kisses his cock before taking it deep into her throat again. My view isn't great, but she appears quite experienced. Certainly, that fellow is happy!

Before long he bellows, "I'm going to come! Please, I want to come on your face."

Melinda raises her head and I can hear her tell him, "No, It will ruin my makeup and probably get in my hair. I'll take it in my mouth and swallow. You'll love it!"

She took his cock back into her mouth. Almost as soon as she had, he let out a long moan and is clearly shooting his semen into her mouth. Melinda has paused, taking it and swallowing as he continues to ejaculate. Like she said, he is loving it.

Eventually he's done and she looks up at him while delicately wiping her mouth. He stammers about how amazing she was. She focuses directly at his eyes and says, "That was a discounted sample. Next time it's $250...Ok? I'm worth it."

"Oh you are! You definitely are."

Next time? I knew she would do it far cash! I wonder how many men she has sucked off for money?

I scurry back to our table. Just a minute or two later, Melinda sits back down with me. She has fresh lipstick and is calm and collected. She takes a healthy sip of wine. To wash away the taste of cum, I think. I can almost taste it myself!

*

"Of course I've never thought about taking money for sex. Have you?" As soon as I asked, I realized it must be some fetish thing of Denise's.

She responds at once, "I was actually this close once."

"But you didn't?"

"No, I didn't. But I might some day. We should both do it, just for the experience."

"Fantasy is one thing Denise, but...No, I can't ever see me doing that."