The last few weeks had been a roller coaster of emotions, ever since I had agreed to appear naked in the next production we were staging at our local theater group. By the way, my name's Amanda and hopefully you will have already read the story from Jim's point of view. At first I was a little concerned that Jim might object, but I got that one out of the way early by suggesting to him that it was only acting and that some parts demanded that the actress appear naked on stage.
The other thing that did surprise me a little was that he did not press any objections, and if I had not known him better, I might have thought that he actually liked the idea. I remembered the night when we had first discussed the project and I was one of the people who had agreed to appear naked. In bed that night I was surprised by the forcefulness of his love making. Was it the thought of me appearing naked that had caused this? Whatever it was, I was not going to complain.
It was a couple of weeks later, and at last the next play was decided on. I was pleased when I was offered the part of Marcia, one of the three actors in the play about a love triangle. But when I read the script I wondered if I had bitten off a little more than I could chew. In the play there was one very intimate scene in the first act and two totally nude scenes in the second act. This included a final scene where I would be totally naked on stage for several minutes. Rodger Grant, the drama company's leading male actor, had been given the part of Alex, my lover, and a new member of the group, John, was to play the part of Steven, my husband.
Rehearsals went well and Jim was always interested to know how things had gone. We did not see a lot of each other at rehearsals as he was part of the stage crew. He was always busy in the workshop helping with the set construction and sorting out the props and other things.
The one thing I did discover was that the closer it got to the production, the more ardent he became with his love making, although I had to assure him several times that whatever happened on stage was not reality. Reality was what we had and our love for each other.
The other thing that did concern me slightly was Rodger's obvious affection for me; he had made his intentions clear although there was no response on my side. He had been like this ever since I joined the group, and I had always treated it as a bit of a laugh, although I must admit I was somewhat embarrassed by it at times. But really, he wasn't my type, and anyway, I was madly in love with Jim. But I was somewhat concerned about the rather intimate scenes we were going to play together and hoped he wouldn't take advantage of the situation.
Mike and Bill were good directors and worked us very hard. Bill, whose idea it had been to put on the play, was a little concerned about the naked scenes. He did not want them to be blatant displays of nakedness, and worked on the lighting to make the scenes more erotic.
The closer we got to the production date, the more effort Mike wanted. As actors, we had hardly touched each other before, but now that we had stopped reading from the scripts, we were free to perform. In the second scene of the first act I was to be seduced by Alex, my lover, in his office. We were to kiss and caress and Alex had to handle my breast. It was quite a strange sensation the first time we did it, and I was a little surprised that I actually felt my nipples respond to his touch.
The scene continued with Rodger easing my skirt up, and just as the lights go down, to begin to remove my panties. I remember the first time I felt his hands on my naked flesh. I could not suppress a shiver of excitement that went through me. When we broke for the interval, Bill came over and inquired how I was.
"No problem as far as I'm concerned."
"Do you feel happy with that scene?"
I nodded. "Reasonably, but it's a bit strange having a guy who's not my husband take my knickers off."
He laughed. "I guess it is. We will have to watch the lighting there. It could be slightly embarrassing for you if the lighting engineer misses his cue. Might be a good idea if you were to wear something under your panties, like a thong, maybe. It wouldn't be seen, would it?"
I nodded, but I smiled to myself. He was worried about me showing too much as Alex removed my panties, while in the last act, I was going to be completely naked twice. After the break, we went through act one again, and by the end of the evening, Mike said he was reasonably happy with the result.
I was as usual feeling a little horny as we drove home that evening. What with Rodger caressing my breast and removing my panties, I was impatient to get to bed. Jim went up before me, and when I got there, he was already in bed.
I quickly took a shower and was about to slip into my nightdress when I had the urge to walk into the bedroom naked. I knew that would give Jim the sign that I was in need of a little lovemaking.
I slipped into bed and snuggled up to him, feeling the strength of his naked body against mine. My hand searched for his cock. It was already becoming erect and I slowly ran my hand along its length. "I badly need this tonight," I whispered in his ear.
He didn't disappoint me. He rolled me onto my back and I welcomed him between my legs. I guided him between the outer lips of my pussy and then lay back as his slid easily into me. "You are a little wet tonight," he commented. "I guess the play's getting to you."
I smiled. "If it does, I will always be able to rely on you to resolve the situation."
I groaned as he slowly began pistoning into me. My fingers raked his back, and suddenly my mind went to act two of the play where I was in bed with Rodger. How would I feel with Rodger between my legs and a couple of hundred or so people watching me? I almost orgasmed at the thought and thrust my body up to meet Jim's.
Afterwards as we lay relaxing with Jim gently stroking his hand over my breast, I turned to him. "I do love you, my darling, and whatever I have to do on stage will make no difference." Deep within me I hoped I wasn't lying.
Two days later, I was back on stage going over act two. The sofa and the bed had been brought on stage, and Bill went through the scene with us. We were to enter the room hand in hand.
Rodger was to offer me a drink, and we would sit talking; then we would begin to tenderly kiss and caress. Rodger didn't need telling twice. He pulled me to him and our lips met. Then his hands were on my breasts again. My nipples responded immediately to his touch.
