After I got home from my trip on Thursday, hornier than I think I've ever been in my life, Dee met me at the door naked just as horny. That night, we fucked from 3 in the afternoon until 11 that night, breaking just to get something to drink and eat. I came five times through fucking each of her holes and her orgasms probably were too many to count.
I kept waiting for her to mention something about the webcam, but she never did and I didn't mention it either. It was easily the best sex I had ever had with my wife, because she was now a whole new person, more aggressive, in bed, which I loved.
On Saturday, we went out to eat and get a drink, and I was shocked to see what she wore. She had always wore very conservative outfits when we went out, and while she was not wearing what could be called "slut wear," she wore a low-cut halter that showed plenty of cleavage and a mid-thigh skirt. She wore the outfit with more confidence than I had ever seen her show before.
At the bar after dinner, I noticed that a few of the guys at the bar were checking her out, which I brought to her attention.
"You should go over there and flirt with them," I suggested to her.
"No way," she protested. "I could never do that with strangers."
"But you would do it, if you knew them," I said catching her with a tough question, especially considering what I knew she had done with Jarrod the previous Wednesday.
"I didn't say that," she said protesting again.
"But tell me," I said, deciding to continue to press the issue. "If you weren't married, wouldn't you consider taking one of those guys home and fucking them?"
"What do you mean just one," she said teasingly playing along, obviously feeling the effects of the drinks, but playing into my hand.
"Oh, I see. You'd think about more than one. Which one?"
"Oh my god, I can't believe we're having this conversation. Well the blonde one's pretty hot and the guy to his left doesn't hurt the eye either. Hell, the third one would do if the other two didn't seem interested. Is that what you want? Which one of those guys I'd want to fuck, if it wasn't for you."
"If it wasn't for me? Hell, I think it would be hotter than hell to see another man fuck my wife. Of course, I'd expect the favor to be returned for some hot little piece of ass for myself."
I was hoping this line of conversation was going to lead to her asking me to film her and Jarrod next Wednesday. However, to my disappointment, sort of, she said the talk of sex had her all worked up and she wanted me to take her home and my way with her, which I did. I hoped that I had planted enough of a seed in her mind, to let her know that I though what she did with Jarrod was okay with me as long as I got to watch, that she would tell me about her internet actions.
As I waited, I checked the site that hosted her little show and noticed that the board postings had several threads about her show and that it was now hardcore. I was amazed at the number of posts that talked about how much they couldn't wait until she was onscreen again and getting fucked. They all hoped that this time the camera angles would be better by having someone operate the camera by hand.
Unfortunately, the days passed and she did not tell me about what she was up to by the time I had to head back out of town on my usual Wednesdays. Once I got to the job site, all I could think about was getting back to the hotel room by 7:00.
My assistant and I wrapped up our work by 4:30 and she insisted on us going to get something to eat and drink. Cindy, my assistant, was not going to let the topic go, so I agreed, but made sure that we headed back to the hotel for dinner and a drink.
Cindy was a single woman a few years younger than I was. While Dee was much hotter than her, Cindy was a girl that I would definitely not kick out of my bed for eating crackers. Moreover, she was always talking to me about these guys that she fucked and I got the feeling that all I had to say to her is that I wanted to fuck her and it would happen.
As we took our seats at the restaurant, I looked her over since I was so damn horny about seeing Dee tonight, and realized that there was absolutely nothing about Cindy that would not want to fuck her. She didn't have large tits and her ass was a little rounder than other women who would be considered hot, but she definitely could turn guys heads.
We got our meal and all I could think about was Dee's show, but, as she usually did in our casual conversations, Cindy turned the conversation to sex. This was all I needed. Not only was I horny thinking about my wife, but now my attractive assistant was discussing foreplay techniques and how porn taught men the wrong technique to giving a woman oral sex.
For the next hour, we discussed whether watching porn made people better at sex. About the only thing we concluded was that watching porn definitely made people want to have sex, especially the two of us.
I looked at my watch and saw the time was 6:35. I had to end the conversation with Cindy immediately to get upstairs, but I had no idea how to do it without seeming abrupt and rude. I had never learned the proper way to tell someone that I need to leave so I could go watch my wife have sex with another guy on the internet. I did, however, decide to take a gamble and see if our conversation had made Cindy as horny as it had made me.
"This isn't a cheesy pickup I line," I started. "But I think you might be interested in seeing something in my room."
Without asking why or what, Cindy agreed and we headed up to my room. In the elevator, I realized the drinks we had consumed over dinner had made us both a little drunk, because I allowed myself to stand closer to Cindy than I normally would have, and she didn't seem to move away.
We got to my room and after I opened the door, I placed my hand on her hip to lead her through the door, which she responded to by running her hand across my arm as I held open the door.
"So what am I gonna see," she asked me.
"Well, its about ten minutes away," I said to her pointing at the laptop I had already setup on the desk.
To waste the time, I poured us a few drinks from the mini-bar and pulled the two lounge chairs in the room to in front of the computer screen. I took the seat on the left and Cindy sat on my right. She asked a few more curious questions, but I told her to just wait.
At precisely 7:00, the screen came alive with a picture of my wife. She was standing in front of the couch in a red schoolgirl outfit, complete with a plaid skirt, and knee-high stockings. She had on a tight puritan collared shirt and black platform stilettos.
"HOLY SHIT, THAT'S DEE," Cindy yelled out in surprise. "THAT'S YOUR WIFE!!
"OH MY GOD," she continued to scream as the slideshow had begun and Dee was now pictured lifting her skirt to show everyone her white undies. "She's stripping on the internet. Do you know about this?"
"Well, Uhmm, yeah."
"I guess that was a dumb question," Cindy said. "I guess I meant does she know…I mean…"
"No, she doesn't know that I know about her internet activities," I finished her question for her. "However, look at the screen. Another 1100 or so people know about it also. In a few minutes, the screen will go live and she'll start fucking someone. Last week she fucked some kid named Jarrod."
"And you're okay with her doing this?"
I didn't really reply to her question. Instead I just pointed to the large bulge in my pants to reveal my answer to her question. Cindy smiled as she glanced at the bulge and returned her attention to the screen. The current picture on the screen was a full shot, revealing she had removed her skirt and had pushed her shirt up, revealing her tits.
Cindy and I sat in silence as we watched the slides progress and Dee posed seductively with fewer clothes on in each slide. In the final few slides of the sequence, Dee was completely naked, except for her heels and knee-high stockings. Unlike last week's slideshow, after the final slide the screen went live.
Dee was sitting on the edge of the bed in the extra bedroom in her schoolgirl outfit. Next to her was a naked young man that I did not recognize as Jarrod. However, he was just as fit as Jarrod and I heard Cindy mutter something about how hot he was. Dee's left hand was stroking his inner right thigh.
"Hello everyone," Dee started with more confidence in her voice than she had previously. "Thanks for tuning in to my show. Some of you probably have been here every week, but Jarrod tells me that over 1200 people are watching now. For those of you who are new, then I'd like to welcome you and introduce myself. My name is Dee and I'm a naughty housewife.
"I'm so naughty that my husband doesn't even know I'm doing this," she continued, which caused Cindy's eye to catch mine and we both responded with a smile. "So, let me tell you what's in store for you all this week. I'm so excited about it. In fact, I went out and bought this outfit because I think as excited as a school girl. Sitting next to me is Mark. I just met him about one hour ago when Jarrod brought him over to join us. Jarrod is over by the computer right now.