I had been working my ass off for the better part of a month with 60-hour weeks all shifts, so I had not been home much. My wife and I had been fighting when we did manage to see each other, so I wasn't altogether happy at the prospect of going home on that particular day. Tired as I was, I was ready to finish out the shift, but my boss mumbled something about labor costs and clocked me out.
I drove home and looked forward to a beer and the sound of my wife nagging me in the ear about this or that. She would find something, she always did. It was a shame that it had gotten to this. She was always a damn fine looking woman with a tight ass and big, full, D-cup tits. We used to find excuses to fuck. Now all I think about when I see her is what is she going to bitch about now. As I pulled the pickup into the driveway and got out, I was mildly surprised to find she wasn't home. It was a welcome respite for the nags, so I grabbed a six-pack from the 'frige in the garage and headed for the den. I hoped the replay of the game from last night was on the sports cable channel. It should be for all the money I had pumped into the service. No such luck. Indian baseball or some such shit.
I sat in the recliner, thought about the disc in the DVD and remembered we had been watching the new Swartzenegger flick, but had dozed off in the middle. I hit the play button with hopes of finishing the movie when I got a mild surprise. It was a porno movie. Some dish was getting reamed by a big pole while another guy sucked her tits. Now, I ain't the kinda guy that normally buys this stuff, I like Penthouse or Playboy, but that's about it. I usually don't find hard-core all that appealing, so I turned it off. Then, I got curious. Was my wife watching this stuff? I didn't know she liked it. She usually bitched about my Penthouse collection, so the fact that she might like this was stunning. I looked at the blank screen and wondered.
After some time, I gave up on it and put it off as something to fight with her about later. As I moved to the cabinet where we kept the movies, I noticed something on the floor near her chair that caught my eye. It was a white shaft with an electrical cord attached, and it was round with a disk on one end. One of those back massager things they sell on the home shopping network. I wouldn't have given it a second thought if not for the movie I had found. Was my wife masturbating to this stuff? I began to get flustered. I was shocked that there was a side to my wife that didn't include bitching and fighting that I didn't know about. We had been married ten years and I thought we had found out all there was to know about each other. I opened the DVD cabinet and looked inside. There, behind several DVD jewel cases, a small cigar box caught my eye. I opened the lid and almost dropped the box. There were dozens of photographs of my wife nude and having sex with other men. She was younger in the pictures, obviously taken before I met her. She was doggie style with two studs in one picture, taking a gargantuan cock in her pussy.
I began to get an idea. She would be expecting me home five hours from now. Despite our fighting, she always had supper waiting for me on Tuesdays. That was the only day that we could be sure I would be home for supper. I got back in the truck and drove around the block and parked in the convenience store parking lot, then I walked back to the house and put the tape back in the machine and the vibrator back where I found it. I then went into our room and decided to see if anything else surprised me. Sadly, there were no more secrets in there. Then, I heard her key in the door so I hid in the closet near the den. I knew she wouldn't open it because that's where we dumped the stuff we had nowhere else to put. She came into the room on her way to the kitchen. She had been shopping from the looks of the bags she was carrying, but only one bag had food. She came into the den, and immediately took the disk out of the machine and replaced it with another. The screen came to life with what was obviously an amateur video. The girls were attractive enough, though, as they began to fondle each other. I noticed that one of the girls looked like the one from the first video. My wife stood for a minute watching this, then moved to the chair. I noticed that she had the phone in her hand, which immediately rang and almost startled me as she answered it.
"Yes?" She said, "Oh yes, Eileen. I'm watching right now." Eileen was one of her friends. I never had met her but I had her enough about her in the form of "Eileen's this and Eileen that." "Oh, you look good," she said over the phone. So one of the girls was Eileen? This must really be amateur. I noticed her hand was resting on her breast as she reclined the chair to the near horizontal position.
Her hand rubbed her breast through the material of her blouse as she watched intently. "She's licking your nipple now. It's swollen big and red just like a little dick. Did it feel good to have her suck your tits, Eileen?" My cock started to grow while I listened to this and watched the action on the screen and in my chair. "Now she's rubbing your cunt. OOH, your lips are so swollen. You really wanted her, didn't you? Your pussy is so wet it's dripping all over her hand. My pussy is wet, too. I think I'll rub it like she's rubbing you." She lifted her skirt and I noticed that she wasn't wearing any panties. Her bush was exposed and her lips were wide open as she slowly rubbed her swollen clit and dipped a finger into her wet hole, smearing her juice around her cunt. Onscreen, the babes were tonguing each other with abandon. "She's licking you now. OOOHH, that looks so good. HMMM, my pussy is so wet now. I need to cum so bad."
She was wiggling all over the recliner as her passion grew. She stopped only to reach for the vibrator that was hidden under the chair. The hum of the vibrator varied as she changed pressure over her pussy. "OH, YES! YES! OH oh oh!" She cried as she came. Her hips bucked up in the chair and he phone nearly fell from her grasp as the waves of her orgasm rolled over her. As she finished, she looked at the screen again. The second girl was gone now and some guy with a huge dick was stretching Eileen's pussy out.
"Oh my God! He's HUGE!" She stared at his organ as it slid in and out of her friend's hot, gaping pussy. Eileen was in rapture at this point, reduced to a series of guttural moans and grunts. My wife's eyes were riveted and even her hands stopped for a time their manipulations. As Eileen came, my wife came with her. Not once even diddling her clit.
My cock was straining my pants now aching for release. I took it out and rubbed the precum all over and slowly jacked my meat. I hadn't been this turned on in ages and my throbbing cock quickly erupted. I came over my hand as I watched my wife clean up and say goodbye to her friend on the phone.
After she finished and ejected the DVD, she hid her vibrator, and went about her daily routine. I waited until she left the room to make my escape outside. I retrieved my truck and came back. We spent the rest of the day with me not even letting on that I knew what she was doing.
The next day I took off sick from work and went home almost immediately. I stashed the truck again and borrowed my buddy's car. I watched the house from the garage as my wife cleaned then showered. She put on a sexy dress and left a short time later and I followed a discreet distance. I knew where Eileen lived and she was not heading there. Nor was she going toward her usual shopping holes.
She stopped in the warehouse district and got out of her car. I followed her into one of the buildings that on the outside looked just like all the others but on the inside could pass for a luxury hotel. It was decorated with posh surroundings and red satin. Several women and men dressing in lingerie milled about. There were also a couple of guys dressed in coveralls and jeans as well, looking very much like technicians. Nobody questioned my presence since I was dressed similarly. I spotted her entering one room and followed. Inside there were a couple of other women and one guy. There were a lot of lights and cameras and I began to get the idea that this was a studio of sorts. But the films made here would never be nominated of an Oscar.
She was talking with one of the women and then went into a dressing room. When she came out my jaw dropped. She was dressed in a white bodysuit that fit her form perfectly and showed her assets in a most appealing way. The director started hollering and people began moving around. She took to the bed and another woman stood by the door as if waiting for her cue. The director said action and the action began. The woman crossed over to the bed and began kissing my wife passionately.
I don't know how long I watched as they made love. They 69'ed and licked each other's pussies and chewed on each other's nipples and they both came several times while the camera recorded it all from different angles. I was speechless. Then the strangest thing happened. The director stopped filming and asked my wife a question. I couldn't hear what he said but it upset my wife because she got up and started dressing. "I said NO! Now stop asking me!" She yelled. She then left in such a hurry that she blew by me without noticing. I was so dumbfounded I just watched her leave. The director started to follow her but stopped near me when he realized she was gone.
"What was that all about" I asked.
"Prima-Donna. She loves to make these movies but won't do it with a man. She feels it would be cheating on her husband." Then he looked at me. "Hey, who are you? How did you get in here?"
I beat feet in a hurry, not wanting to get into any trouble. I drove around for a while mulling over what I saw. I was awash with conflicting emotions. My wife was a porn star. It was a hard realization to deal with. Both angry and horny I returned home to find my wife making dinner. If she was upset by what happened on the set, she didn't show it. I played my usual self, not letting on I suspected anything of what she was doing. That night after I went to bed, she tried to seduce me. As turned on as I was by what I had seen earlier, I feigned disinterest and put her off. Of course she got royally pissed, but I wanted her really worked up if and when she went back to the set.
