They were a typical family. Married, kids, pets, mortgage and other bills. Charles worked as an over the road truck driver, home most nights but having to overnight from time to time. Samantha wore many hats working at a bank. Her hours varied as did her job. She was demure and innocent to the outside world.
Chuck was the typical trucker. He would constantly tell to his buddies how good he's got it, great wife, family, good job. He was also the bragging kind, telling them about the things he does with Samantha.
She would always act disgusted, but secretly Sam liked knowing that their exploits aroused his friends. Not that she would ever do anything with any of them, but the thought of having two guys at one time did cross her mind from time to time.
They had made arrangements for the family to have a family portrait taken by a recommended photographer. When the day came, they made the short drive to the designated location. An outdoor setting, at a beautiful park with a large pond and trees everywhere. The fall colors making a perfect backdrop for their portrait.
Everyone had a good time, goofing around, smiling and laughing. The photo shoot looked so very natural that even the sometimes moody photographer was laughing and having fun. Chuck noticed that the he had been paying special attention to Samantha. A thought popped into his head, but now was not the time to talk about it.
He watched Samantha and could tell she liked him too by the way she smiled and flipped her long brown hair. He also knew she was savvy and figured she was going to work on getting an extra photo thrown in for free. Chuck was okay with that.
When all was said and done, the photographer excused himself and his assistant took over. She was an attractive blonde woman, shorter than his wife, average size breasts, nice legs and ass. Samantha watched as Chuck was looking her over. A thought popped in her head, but it would have to wait for later.
The pretty blonde went over details of pricing options. She showed Chuck a catalog with various packages. One included a video, but the woman turned the page quickly skipping over that option. Chuck was intrigued but let it go.
On the drive home the kids fell sleep and Chuck and Sam talked about the session. He mentioned his surprise that the woman skipped over the package that offered a video. Sam hadn't noticed that and thought Chuck was mistaken. They had joked around before about videoing themselves but always heard the videos are boring because the camera was either two far away or unflattering.
By time they got home the subject had turned to lunch and what needed to be done around the house, chores for the kids and later on, something to relax. Sex between the two was almost nightly, and Samantha was never one to turn him down.
Chuck was always a very attentive lover, and got as much excitement watching Sam cum multiple times as he did cumming himself. She was unlike any woman he had ever known. She was tall. Taller than he by a good two inches, but that didn't bother him. Long brown hair, a long oval face, bluish-grey eyes, kissable lips and a mouth made for sucking cock.
She had extremely large breasts, and while she wasn't heavy, she wasn't a thin woman either. Her six foot two frame came from having very long, sexy legs. Chuck was a solid six foot, and when he was a younger man, he was clean cut, clean shaved. Now at the age of forty, he wore his hair just above the shoulder. He let his full beard grow, which showed streaks of grey. Sam thought he never looked sexier.
After the long day at the park and then doing chores on their farm, Sam was ready for some action. All afternoon she kept thinking about the conversation she and Chuck had in the car about making a video of themselves. She thought that maybe if someone would operate the camera for them, maybe a professional, but no, Chuck would never go for it. She was still horny though and she rubbed up against him on the couch.
The next morning, Chuck was preparing for work. Sam dutifully got up with him at 4am to see him off. While she had her usual five orgasm minimum the night before, she was still horny. After he left, she got out her favorite vibrator and again thought about having a video of her with Chuck. She came five more times before she went back to bed.
A couple of weeks had gone by before the photographer's office called to let them know their photo's were ready to be picked up. Sam let Chuck know since he was going to be in that area during the day anyway. No need for her to take her lunch hour for that. Especially as he had a rare early day.
By time Sam had gotten home, Chuck was waiting for her. The kids were gone, at their Grandma's for the weekend. A surprise planned by Chuck.
"Got the photo's, they're on the table".
Next to the packet was a brochure. The same brochure they looked at when they were with the photographer. Chuck had a devilish grin on his face as she picked it up.
"What's this?", she asked.
"Remember our ride home and we discussed doing a video?", he replied before continuing.
"I just thought it might be fun to do the nasty and have a video of it".
Sam felt a rush of excitement flow through her entire body. She didn't know if she should be mad or excited. She quickly knew she wasn't mad, but she needed to play this right. Chuck was never one to 'show off' as it were. He always said; "I'm a grower not a shower". So why the sudden change in him?
"Really? You want to do this?", she asked.
"Yah. Why not?".
"I suppose you're going to tell your buddies and want to show them!".
It was a statement and not a question. Sam stood there, her hands on her hips not looking happy, but secretly excited beyond anything she'd ever felt before. The thought of performing for someone had always intrigued her.
She had only recently started dancing provocatively for Chuck. Stripping for him, leaning on him, rubbing her ass against his crotch. She would pretend to be a stripper that you'd see at a night club, and he liked it. She would even collect dollars that he'd hold between his teeth with her breasts, rubbing them in his face as she took his money.
Chuck just stared back at her, waiting for her to say yes. The stare down continued, the silence almost unbearable until finally Sam said,
"Ok, Let's do this", she said matter of factly.
Chucks smile on his face wasn't the only thing growing. They spent the rest of the evening naked in each others arms. Sam focused on Chuck but secretly told herself that she was rehearsing for their big movie. She came more than usual that night, and the 'aftershocks' as her muscles tightened, sent shivers down her thighs.
A couple of days went by, then a week, then three months. Chuck made no mention of the video shoot. Sam was getting anxious. Did he really mean it or was he just joking. Her sweet innocent self that she portrayed at all times outside her home was being pushed aside by this animalistic nature she kept hidden. Tension grew between the two.
She found herself more and more masturbating after Chuck would leave for work. She imagined herself on stage dancing, performing for her audience. She'd think about being tied up spread eagle on a bed, bound, gagged and blindfolded. Exposed for the use of whoever wanted her. She also imagined what it must feel like to have two cocks inside her.