Gina smiled and clamped her legs tight, drawing Ben's cock further inside from where she straddled him. She loved watching her fiancé's face as he came inside her, and there was something extra special about doing it in the morning as the first rays of sun began to sneak through the blinds. She ran her hands over his firm chest, now covered in a fine sheen of perspiration, and leaned forward to kiss him.
"Good morning to you, too," he said between heavy breaths, the first words either had spoken.
"Morning dear," she said, finally and reluctantly rolling off him to enjoy a quick cuddle before the day's demands caught up with her. Someday, she hoped, they would be able to spend an entire Saturday morning together in bed. For now, though, her shift at the hospital included Saturdays, so a morning quickie would have to suffice.
She glanced at the clock and groaned, rolling out of bed and stretching. "Got plans for the day?" she asked as she crossed to the bathroom.
"Just groceries this morning," he said, climbing out of the bed and following close behind her. "Probably watch some basketball after that until you get home."
Gina stood in front of the mirror and enjoyed the view as Ben came up from behind and wrapped an arm around her. She could feel his eyes roaming across her naked figure in the mirror -- from her messy brunette pixie to her modest, perky breasts, down the tummy that she mostly managed to keep flat, and ultimately to her bald pussy where she could feel his seed beginning to dribble down her leg. He, too, was easy on the eyes -- half a head taller than her, fit, a couple days' growth on his chin, and a cock still glistening with their combined juices. She had no doubts about their decision to repeat some variant of this routine for the rest of their lives.
As he kissed the top of her head before she began brushing her teeth, Gina remembered that she had a plan for today. It wasn't just any Saturday, but also the first day of April -- April Fool's Day. She had never been that big on playing jokes on people, but this year she needed to get some measure of revenge on Ben for what he'd pulled last year. Her dear fiancé, boyfriend at the time, had shut off water to their dishwasher, pretending it was broken, and then arranged for one of his college buddies to show up as a "repairman" while he had to "step out" to run an errand. Gina had been stunned by the man's never-ending string of sexual innuendo (running his snake through her pipes, checking out all her plumbing, etc) and was all too ready to have Ben kick him out. The guys had a good laugh at her expense when the ruse was revealed. She'd been embarrassed, but also a good enough sport to take it in stride and laugh.
About a month ago, an idea for a Fool's Day joke of her own arrived from an unexpected source -- a guy friend of hers from college had texted out of the blue with a note and web link. "Didn't know you did porn! Go girl! ;)" Gina, reluctantly, followed the link to a low-quality porn vid of a couple going at it. There was nothing special about the clip aside from the fact the featured girl looked exactly like Gina. Younger, granted, and with slightly longer hair and far more make up than she ever wore, but everything else matched up -- face, eyes, tits, body. She laughed it off and thanked her old friend for "not outing her."
She almost told Ben right then, but realized she could have a little fun with it. The vid clip said the girl's name was "Skye Blue," so Gina did a few searches on that name. A couple other videos showed up, but it was a small sample. Clearly this hadn't been a prolific porn actress, which made her idea even more plausible.
Gina climbed into the shower and began washing her hair. Predictably, Ben was in soon after, "helpfully" soaping up her body. She didn't mind, even if it rarely sped up the washing process, just so long as he didn't make her late for work.
"Honey," she said, squeezing the water out of her hair while he spent extra attention on making sure her breasts were clean.
"Yes, my love?"
"Since we're getting married soon, I've got something I need to tell you about. Something from my past."
Ben's hands on her breasts froze for a moment before tentatively resuming and quickly moving on to her arms. She could only imagine what things were flying through his mind with a lead-in like that.
"Okay."
"It's not bad," she said. "Well, not all bad. More embarrassing than anything. I don't want you spreading it around, but figured you should know in case you accidentally stumbled across one of the skeletons in my closet."
"You know I won't judge."
She believed him. Ben was open-minded and had done nothing in their time together to make her question her trust in him.
"Promise?" She wanted to build this up.
"Pinky promise." He offered his pinky and she wrapped hers around his.
"Okay," she said, taking a deep breath. "You know I told you how I had trouble finding work right after finishing nursing school? Economy tanked at just the wrong time and no one was hiring a kid with no experience."
"Yeah, I remember."
"Well, money got tight. Really tight. And, see, I didn't want to keep leaning on my parents."
Ben's eyes widened a bit, but he said nothing.
"I can't believe I'm telling you this," she said, acting all embarrassed. "I knew a friend who'd done a little bit of...acting...up in the Valley. If you know what I mean."
She could tell by the look on his face that Ben did know what she meant -- San Fernando Valley, just outside their Los Angeles home, where much of the porn industry had been born and still flourished. He was buying her story because, like all good lies, it was heavily laced with truth and plausibility.
"I think I know what you mean," he said, clearly surprised and still trying to come to grips with it.
"Yeah. So, anyway, my friend introduced me to some people and next thing you know, I'm an actress."
Ben took her by the hands, studying her as the hot water sluiced over her shoulder. She couldn't quite read the expression on his face and was eager for a response to her tale.
"You were in a porn video?"
Putting all of her meager acting skills to bear, Gina closed her eyes and looked away as if mortified in embarrassment. She nodded her head yes.
"A few, actually," she said. "The money was good, the hours short, and it totally saved me when I needed a financial bridge. I hated that I was doing it, that I'd resorted to it, but it was there and easy. I'm so sorry I didn't tell you sooner. I guess I was just too embarrassed. Almost no one knows this about me and I want it to stay that way."
Ben took her in his arms and hugged her tight. "It's okay. I don't blame you one bit."
"Thanks," she said, melting into his strong body.
