I had to admit that my initial experience of multiple sex, with two attractive men, had been satisfying beyond my wildest dreams. Both men caressed me, as we extracted ourselves, filling me with an emotionally disturbing sense of belonging to both of them. Rather than feeling used, I was in awe of Peter's calm acceptance of another man's arms around me but I was still no less at ease with what I had done. Dumbstruck, I didn't know whether to thank Jim or apologise for my aggressive sexual behaviour.
"I hope that I lived up to your expectations." Jim grinned as he held my blushing face toward his. He kissed me and I responded in kind, unable to reply in any other way. I still had some difficulty accepting the emotional turmoil of surrendering my body to someone that I had barely met in spite of the desire I had felt, earlier. I found it difficult to find appropriate words to reply. I turned my head toward Peter who then hugged me from behind while he broke the awkward silence.
"I think Pam might be a bit overwhelmed at the moment, Jim. We should all be able to use the en suite facilities to clean ourselves up."
Once my initial embarrassment was over and we were showering together the talk turned to Jim's unusual occupation. He seemed to understand my emotional feelings, telling us that he and Katrina had an open relationship with the others at his studio, allaying a few of my concerns.
"It's like acting in a play, but a lot more fun." He joked. "We all just enjoy ourselves and there are no cameras in the studio room. There's a huge bed and the room is decorated just like an ordinary apartment." He grinned ruefully, rubbing his bottom. "It's so much better than having a threesome on the floor." There was a round of embarrassed laughter and Jim continued to describe his unusual job.
"You simply get used to each other, much as we're doing tonight." He explained blandly. "It makes you more familiar with the full range of sexual fetishes. We all have them!" He gave me a knowing grin. "It keeps our lives interesting. Don't be too shy about it, Pam."
"I am trying, Jim."
I could feel my face burning, not so much from the sun but my acute embarrassment. It was like he understood the deep moral conflicts that were racing through my mind and was trying to help me overcome them.
As soon as the men had finished their shower and Peter handed Jim a fresh towel. I excused myself to use the toilet, hoping the men would give me a few private moments. They seemed to understand my dilemma and moved into the room next door to finish drying off. I discretely douched myself and went to the toilet to expel the remains of our earlier lovemaking while the men carried on talking in the massage room. I quickly freshened up, wondering what else Peter had in mind for the evening ahead.
By the time I rejoined them it was obvious that Peter had already expressed an interest in meeting the other partners of AMKO films and touring the studio facilities. Jim was arranging a visit and when he saw me, asked both of us if we had any other special interests that we wished to explore within a larger group. I blushed.
"Look! I've never contemplated having sex with two men at once before tonight, let alone making explicit adult movies."
Too late! I realised what I had said. I had only guessed that Peter might have mentioned the possibility of us having sex in front of the camera. Jim's knowing smile confirmed my worst fears. He was probably convinced that I wanted to become a movie star. I looked toward Peter to gauge his reaction to my outburst. His wry smile and relaxed attitude gave me the incentive to ask my next question.
"How did you get involved in making sex movies, Jim?"
"It's a long story. Next time you come over, you'll have to ask Katrina. She organised all the equipment and talked me into appearing in their first production. It's not as bad as you might think, you know." He looked me over, thoughtfully, changing the subject of movie making unexpectedly. "Have you ever thought about getting involved in body-building? You've got the right physique for it, Pam."
"In what way?" I prompted.
My curiosity was now aroused and besides, I was happy to change the awkward subject of making movies and stall a discussion about Peter's obsession with public sex.
"Your bone structure is perfect and you're already well muscled and physically proportioned, Pam. You are only need a small amount of toning up to be competitive." He turned to Peter. "May I make up a list of exercises for Pamela to try?"
"That might be interesting, Eh Pam?" Peter hugged me, warmly.
Peter readily agreed to help me with my training. I suspected that this new idea appealed to him enormously. I realised that it appeared likely that the intimate friendship with Jim, begun tonight, was set to flourish and became concerned about my feminine looks.
"I don't want to end up looking like a man." I began. "I won't be---"
Peter reacted immediately pressing his fingers firmly on my mouth and interrupting my objections. His eyes conveyed a contained warning.
"I thought we had an agreement, Pam." He reminded me.
