Other than the blowjob that Sara gave me when she got home from her weekend working for Keith, she was out of commission until Wednesday. In fact, her ass was out of work until that Friday. However, Missy's was still in overdrive and Donna was over a couple of times that week also.
That weekend, Sara and I went out and just enjoyed each other's company and had a wonderful weekend of making love to one another. On Monday, she was off to LA for a week's worth of porn work.
Every night, she called and recapped her day. Of course, I made sure to have Missy listen to the conversation also so that we would both be turned on. Otherwise, I would have been jacking off after each phone call.
In five days, she would be doing seven scenes and then return home until Friday evening. While the stories of the porn scenes were hot, the real action seemed to be at night. Her stories of partying with Alicia were hotter than anything she reported about the porn work.
On Thursday, she told me that she had seen my sister Crystal, who was a sophomore at USC. Sara had arranged for Crystal to come back home on Keith's plane on Friday when Sara returned home.
"She's got a surprise for you," Sara informed me, but when I pressed for more information, she told me nothing.
I had no idea what Sara meant by this, nor what Crystal wanted to tell me. Also was not surprised that Crystal had told Sara first. Since our parents were killed in car wreck when Crystal was 15, she turned to Sara to help since Sara's parents had been killed when she was young.
The two of them had always shared that bond. Even when Crystal went off to USC, she often called Sara at least every other day and at least once per day, whereas I usually talked to her about once per week on average.
I was able to put out of my mind what the surprise was on Friday at work. I gave it no more thought until Sara called me and said they had landed and that Keith's driver was bringing them home.
When they got home, I had prepared dinner.
"So what's this big surprise," I asked Crystal as I gave her a big brother's hug.
"Later," was her only reply. However, I saw her and Sara share a smile as well as a sense of nervousness about my reaction to whatever the news was. I assumed it was something about school.
During dinner, Crystal told us about her studies and other things about campus life during her sophomore year. She had remained a great student even as she struggled through the loss of our parent. The money they left us was partially paying her to tuition and room and board to USC, but she had also earned several scholarships. Her first year at USC resulted in perfect A's both semesters. This year seemed to be going the same way.
We finished dinner and retired to the living room.
"Okay, now for the surprise," Crystal said as nerves caused her voice to shake. "This is from last week. And Sara had nothing to do with it, honest.
"It is something I loved, and I plan on doing more of it," she continued. I noticed she was standing next to Sara, and moving closer to her, as she spoke.
She reached into her side bag on the floor and pulled out what looked like a DVD. She went to TV and player and put the disc in.
"I guess the best way to tell you is to just watch," she said as she pressed play.
The screen went black, before an introduction screen popped with the name 'POV Pervert" and some low-budget artistry. The picture went live, as if it was being recorded live. Some guy was explaining something about this girl he had met in the park and that she was coming over to the apartment.
Soon, a knock at the door and when it opened, my intuitions that I had developed since the intro screen were proven correct. My sister walked the door.
She introduced herself as Crystal Raye, and she wore a violet top and low-rise jeans with a white thong exposed over the top of the jeans.
This was a porn scene.
My first reaction was to ask Sharon how long she knew and why she would allow this, but I quickly stopped when I realized if I got mad at Crystal for doing porn, I would be exposed as a major hypocrite because I loved the fact my wife was now active in the adult movie business.
The realization still had not set in about everything that was going to be happening on the screen as Crystal was on the screen explaining the clothes and stuff she had brought.
In fact, even as she took off her top and jeans, it was still as if she was in one of the skimpy thong swimsuit she would wear in the summer. The tattoo on her lower back looked new, but I was not surprised by it because she had always talked about wanting to get one there. However, I did not say anything because I was still in a little bit of a daze about what was happening.
