"Already thought of that. I'll send her to the store for something. Damn baby, we can have this uploaded on the site by Monday evening. I'll run both cameras so we can get as many short trailer films and thumbs for teasers as we can. This should bring in some new blood," Lisa continued, the excitement rising in her voice.
"Damn right! OK sweetie, let's do it right. You sure she'll go for this, right?" Ray asked not even trying to mask his excitement.
"After what we went through today baby, it's a done deal! I'll see you in a couple of hours. Kisses," Lisa said.
"Oh how I love my woman," Ray said and ended the conversation.
I set the phone in back in the receiver. I couldn't breath. What the fuck raced through my mind a million times. What the fuck do I do was a close second. I replayed the conversation I had just heard through my head. Upload it to the site by Monday night? What fucking site? The more I thought about it the more I asked myself, what the fuck did Ray do for a living that allowed him to own beach homes and expensive boats, SUV's, etc. These fuckers were making tapes and putting them on their porn site? My whole body was shaking. I knew two things. I had to get out of there and I had to find out what the fuck was going on. Kelley came out of the shower wrapped in a towel and smiled at the hard on I wasn't even aware of poking through my bathing suit. I wanted to grabbed her and say let's get the hell out of here. Instead she got down on her knees in front of me and pulled my shorts down to my ankles.
"Let me give you a little something for the ride home so you don't forget about me," she said sinking her mouth to the base of my six inch cock.
My hands rested on either side of her cheeks as she ever so slowly worked my cock over with her thick tongue and mouth. Within minutes I knew exactly what had to be done as I grabbed her face and pumped what little bit of cum was left in my nuts down her sucking throat.
"That I'll never forget. Nor this," I said to her and sank my middle finger into her tight pussy. "I've got to get going sweetie. You guys have a great time out on the island tomorrow. Don't go swimming with Ray," I said kissing her and making my way towards the door.
"Don't worry baby. You do me just fine," she said grabbing my flaccid cock.
"Thank God. I'll see you tomorrow night," I said shutting the door.
I rode down the beach stopping at a 7-11 to pick up beer and smokes. Going to be a long night I thought to myself. I found a small motel at the opposite end of the beach a few miles from Ray and Lisa's home and got a room. I knew I had to find out what these people were up to. At the same time my thoughts were side tracked because I left my wife there for what ever crazy reason I could not come up with. I kept telling myself I knew Kelley. I also kept thinking why she would go along with Lisa's lie. Maybe to keep from embarrassing her girlfriend? Fuck. Round and round the thoughts went.
My plan, if you call it one, was to get up in the morning and wait on them to go out to the island and get into the main house and snoop. It would be almost dark before they came home, and I made a mental note to periodically call Kelley from my cell to her cell to make sure I wouldn't get surprised tomorrow. Again my thoughts and ‘master' plan were sidetracked. How would I know if Ray fucked Kelley? Yes, insecurity was setting in fast and hard. It was after 9 pm. I called a taxi.
The taxi rode slowly by the beach house. Ray's Navigator was in the driveway. Lights were on in the main house and the cottage. It was the cottage I was interested in. I told the cab driver to let me out a block up the road. Now what? What if one of them sees me? Jesus, some detective I was. I slowly walked up the road to the cottage. I couldn't just stand in the road. It was very dark with the only light coming from the windows. I crept up the yard hoping I could peer through the window and fuck! Bright flood lights illuminated the yard. Damn lights were on sensors as I hauled ass out of the yard and down the street to find a phone booth. I called a taxi and went back to the motel. I quickly drank the rest of the beer and passed out on the bed.
I awoke at nine a.m. to a pounding head. I hadn't eaten in a day, my stomach was in knots, and the reality of what was going on took on a different meaning sober. I showered and walked to a little beach café needing breakfast but settling for a cold beer to ease my hangover. I thought about how and what I needed to do today. I would taxi down to the house around 10:30 hoping they had gone boating by then. I would then look for? Fuck! I didn't have a clue as I ordered one more beer and promised myself no more.
The Navigator was gone as I had the driver stop two houses down from the cottage. I called Kelley's cell, the signal was horrible, but I ascertained they were on the boat in route towards the island. I was glad the signal was bad. I didn't know what I would say or how I would say it to her. I first went to the cottage and looked for signs of fucking? Shit, I was a wreck. Everything seemed normal. I went to the back door of the main house. The key was in the flower pot beside the door. I opened it and walked through the house. I went to the bedroom. All was normal, bed made; house was very neat and nice. I began rummaging through the night stand drawers, the closet, and the chest of drawers looking for anything that might give me a clue as to what the fuck. Nothing. Nothing at all. I made my way down the hall and through the other two bedrooms. Again, nothing. I went to the other end of the house and found a locked door. I tried forcing a credit card into the latch to open it. Didn't work. Fuck. I went outside. The window to that room was locked tight. I tried my card again to no avail. Shit! I went into the kitchen and started looking around for some type of key. The only ones there were a set of car keys that probably belonged to Lisa. I took them to the door and began trying the keys on the ring. The first one I tried opened the lock.
I walked into the office. Two computers with large screens sat on an oak wrap around wall unit. A copier, fax, and assorted other equipment lined the room. I sat down in front of one of the computers and scanned the screen's desktop. An icon labeled ‘The Beach Cottage' caught my attention. I double clicked it. The cable modem quickly loaded the site. It was a very well done porn site. The main banner read ‘Real Wives Caught on Tape'. The page contained numerous 10 second teaser videos of these real wives and a dozen or so thumbnail pics with each. I immediately recognized Jolene and Mary Beth, each having a couple of video teasers and still pictures. I clicked on the 10 second video of Jolene's showing Ray's cock spurting a massive load of cum onto her face. I quickly clicked through all the teasers of her, Mary Beth and some other girls I didn't recognize. At the bottom of the page was the Members only section. For 39.95 one time fee, you too could get the longer and more explicit videos and photos of real wives cheating on their husbands for big dicks.
I stood up. I couldn't breathe again. Jesus. What the fuck. What the fuck. These mother fuckers were secretly taping these women and making a killing off of them. Wait! They wanted to film Kelley and put her on this site! Oh fuck my mind was screaming. I quickly copied the URL address and sent it to my email. I ran through the house and back towards the cottage. I opened the cabinet that housed the video taping equipment and ejected the tape in the machine. The last tape that I knew was in the machine was labeled ‘Mary Beth'. The tape in the machine had no markings. I began rewinding it.
I turned the big screen TV on. Paranoia and a knowing dread numbed my mind. The tape stopped rewinding. I grabbed a beer and killed it. I grabbed another and quickly drank it down. I needed nerve to press the ‘Play' button. I got another cold beer and called Kelley's cell. The reception was much better. They were on the island and had it all to themselves. I told her I was just leaving town and should be in around six. It was noon and I could hear the wine coolers through her voice and only imagine what would be happening out there.
I propped up on the bed and pressed ‘Play'. An all too familiar seen lit up the screen of the TV. Ray, Lisa, and now my wife sitting round on the king bed laughing and cutting up. Kelley and Lisa were at the head of the bed and Ray's image loomed large near the bed end closest to the camera hidden in the cat statue. Their conversation was of course centered on sex and Kelley to my surprise was asking a lot of questions about how they were able to do what they were doing and how Lisa felt about it.
"Girl, if you had a man like Ray, wouldn't you let him have a little fun? And he's been waiting forever to get a go at you girlfriend. Ray, come up here and sit with us," Lisa said.
Ray stood up and quickly removed his shorts. His thick cock swung inches from the camera as he crawled up between Lisa and Kelley. My stomach knotted as I watched this arrogant fuck. His cock soft was as long as mine hard and much thicker. I watched Kelley as he settled in between the two of them. Her eyes were cutting glances at his dick as Lisa kissed him and slid down his body to begin licking his shaft. Kelley now watched intently as Ray's massive cock grew to its full length. Lisa held it straight up like a trophy and licked the outside of his shaft from his balls to this oozing cock head. Jesus Christ. Size doesn't matter, no sir, was ringing through my head. Ray leaned over to Kelley and began pulling at her top. She leaned up and allowing her shirt to clear her breasts. Ray began kneading her tits and thumbing her growing nipples.
"Finally. These are the tits I've been after," Ray said sucking Kelley's extended nipple into his mouth.
Kelley legs parted as Ray's hand began stroking her cunt through the nylon material of her shorts. Ray's fingers then found their way down the front of her shorts as he stroked her shaven lips. Lisa lifted her head from Ray's crotch and moved over to Kelley. Kelley lifted her ass as Lisa removed her shorts exposing Ray's fingers working her wet pussy. I quickly stopped the tape and put in a blank to record for the future. I hit ‘Play' again. Lisa's mouth now began competing with Ray's fingers as they worked my wife towards orgasm. She began cumming in a slow long moan grinding her pussy into Lisa's face. Her hands released Lisa's hair as her orgasm abated.
