Several months ago my wife opened my email and discovered that I had been corresponding with an old flame. The emails were anything but innocent; however, nothing had come of them for various reasons including the fact that she lived more than a thousand miles away. My wife didn't see it that way, the emails were a betrayal. We had several fights about them, including one in which I suggested that I knew she would cheat on me. She responded, "how can you be so sure?"
I didn't think too much about the comment at the time, but my wife had a plan to show me how it felt to be betrayed. Her plan was complicated and I only learned about it through my wife's best friend who explained the plan and subsequent events:
Jane was so angry at Steve she wanted to kill him. Over the next few days she shared the emails he had been sending to his girlfriend and I could see why Jane was so upset. I tried to explain they were only fantasy, but she wasn't satisfied. She wanted to 'show' him how it felt. She had a plan and she needed my help. The plan was for her to enlist the help of Mark, a guy from her office who (in my opinion, she didn't agree at the time) had an obvious crush on her. She would simulate intercourse with Mark on film for Steve's benefit. Of course she wouldn't mention the fact it was 'simulated' so he would feel as hurt as she felt. I was in charge of the camera.
Mark agreed to the plan and arrived at the house at noon. Jane's art direction was well thought out. Mark would lay in the bed with his underwear on, she would sit on his underwear to simulate intercourse and I would stand behind capturing the action from the rear keeping Jane's breasts off camera and obscuring the fact that Mark still had his underwear on.
The first thing I noticed when Mark undressed was the huge bulge in his pants. To say he was big was an understatement. Jane didn't get a chance to see it before he got in the bed as she was in the other room changing. When she did come out she was wearing a satin robe, looking terribly nervous. Several times she said she couldn't do it, but in the end she climbed on the bed and straddled Mark's pelvis. Jane still had the robe on and she was trying to figure out how to position herself on Mark. She could feel his penis, but it was pushed to the side making it painful for Mark and uncomfortable for Jane. I just laughed as I watched her struggle. Jane told Mark to 'fix' it and when he did, three inches of his penis stuck out of his waistband. Jane lowered herself on him and told me to get ready.
Jane dropped the robe from her shoulders, leaving it hanging around her arms exposing her breasts to Mark. Mark started to touch them, but Jane quickly batted his hands telling him to hold her waist. The mood was light and Mark and Jane laughed. Jane told me to turn on the camera and I complied. Jane started moving back and forth, it was a little awkward looking, but I didn't say anything. Instead of moving up and down, she was moving back and forth over the length of his penis. She must have been getting wet because it seemed as if she was getting bogged down in a way. That was when I saw Mark let go of her hips and lower his underwear. Jane lifted up slightly to let him, but neither said a word. She began moving faster and faster and that was when I realized she was getting off on this. Her strokes became longer and longer until I was sure she was having an orgasm. Leaning forward, she obviously felt the tip of his penis pressing against her vagina. Each time she did, she would lift her body a little to slide back down. Mark was obviously terribly frustrated. He wanted Jane.
