Ch.02 – Rehearsals Begin
This is the second part of our first attempt at erotica. It is in the Loving Wives section and is a fantasy that involves sex outside wedlock. If this type of thing offends you, stop reading! If you choose to read this, we sincerely hope you enjoy it.
Monday I got up and went into work, but not as normal. It's wasn't usual for me to go into work thinking about the kind of things that had happened over the weekend. The incredibly erotic scene I had witnessed between a 20 year old stud and my 39 year old wife, culminating with her being impaled on his 8" rod. I had a lot to think about because she had two weeks of rehearsals and then three to four weeks of the actual play (two shows, six nights a week) to think about.
What I had watched happen Saturday afternoon was only a snippet of the play itself. The director had alluded to that. He stated up front that there would be much more intimate contact with my wife throughout the play. As it was, in the ten to fifteen minutes I had seen, my wife had been fondled, suckled, fingered and rammed with a dick almost 3" bigger than mine.
I kept thinking this was a woman whose pleasure only I had known. My middle-aged housewife who had lost herself with her young co-star in front of me and the director she had just met. I still wasn't sure how I felt inside, but my cock wanted to be heard, every time I recalled the events.
I had resigned myself to get little done Monday. I wanted to get home before my wife left for her first night, so I was leaving early. I was asked not to attend the first couple rehearsals, so I would be home with nothing better to do than letting my mind wander and think of everything that could be happening.
Marie had agreed to review each night's goings on when she got home. She assured me, she'd do her best to behave and be truthful about all of it, no less so than Sunday. Sunday was the day she let me know someone else's cock had been inadvertently slammed inside her, causing an immediate earth shattering orgasm. She also said she'd try to be careful if similar scenes were practiced.
I got home about five minutes before Marie left. She was dressed casually, nice fitting jeans, a couple tanks, no bra and a nice pair of low-rise panties. She also wore tennis shoes as she was told to be comfortable because they would be putting in some long hours. She let me know the first night should not be overly late, done by 11pm, as it would involve some introductions of everyone, a read through and some publicity shots. She was told the actual working of the scenes would start Tuesday. I kissed her good-bye, wished her luck and out the door she went.
I spent the next seven hours trying to think of anything except my wife. I was less than successful. I had brought home work and made several vain attempts at completing any of it. I tried watching some TV and found myself drifting to the thoughts I was trying to avoid. As a last option, I decided I should try to get some sleep, but after an hour, realized that wasn't going to happen.
Finally about midnight I heard her come in the door. I was like a child on Christmas morning waiting for her to come into the bedroom. As she rounded the corner, she looked much as she did when she left and I breathed a sigh of relief. She looked nothing like she did after the audition.
I let her get cleaned up and changed before I just had to ask how things went. She smiled at me and said it began with the introductions. She had met the rest of her co-stars and understudies. There were six primary actors, two women and four men. There were also three male understudies and one for each woman.
The other woman in the play was young and so they needed a separate alternate for each, but with the men it was different. There was one older man, our age, playing her husband, so he needed his own replacement, but the other three guys were all in their late teens or early twenties, so only two additional actors were being used.
She continued that they also introduced the crew, some extras, the director and the producers to everyone. She hadn't remembered names other than her co-stars. The eleven actors making up the core of the production were all given scripts and seated around a table. The director and producer sat outside this along the wall. Some other crew and extras were also seated around the room, but that only amounted to about six others.
The director started out by explaining that he had written this play, but would take suggestions after they read through the first time. He also said that since there would be so much nudity and intimate contact between the principle actors, he wanted them nude through most rehearsals, including tonight. He wanted everyone to get comfortable, so no shyness or reservations would be evident on stage. With that, he asked all of them to please get undressed and stay standing when they were done. Without any fanfare, everybody stood up and removed there clothes, not fast, not slow, just casually.
As my wife looked around the room checking out her fellow actors, she realized that Brad's endowment was not unique with this group. Of the five young men, three of them were around Brad's size, but the fourth was a monster. She guessed it was bigger than the cock she experienced Saturday, even before it was hard. She laughed to herself at the irony when he was introduced as Max.
As they stood there looking at each other, all the cocks were getting hard and his looked to get nearly a foot. Prying her eyes away, she checked out the two older men. They were more my size, maybe a little under 6". They appeared even smaller only because of the company in the room.
