1. Everyone Has A Past


    Date: 1/25/2015, Categories: Reluctance, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 20, Source: LushStories

    was no spillage. My wife slowly slid her lips back off my cock, licking them before teasing, “Someone seems to like the idea of being married to their very own porn star.” There was a very definite twinkle in her eye, but I was too stunned to speak. Nevertheless, there were things about the strange business with Lulu that bothered me. Over the next few days I attempted to discuss them. “You’ve performed in so many videos,” I said as we relaxed in the living-room. “What’s to stop anyone else from recognizing you?” “Nothing,” my wife said. “But pornographic films aren’t that much different from ordinary films. You have huge stars, who are household names, and a whole load of actors you could pass on the street and not recognize.” “But there’s still a danger of it happening.” My wife screwed up her face. “In theory,” she said. “But it’s ten years since my last shoot. It’s a business with a rapid turnaround and a short attention span. Then you have to take into account that even if somebody saw a resemblance, I’ve never performed under my real name, and even a resemblance is not enough to convince someone that a former porn actress and a serious author are one and the same. Most people probably wouldn’t credit a porn actress with the ability to say more than, ‘fuck me and cum on my face’, far less write books.” I considered this. “Fair point,” I said. “But even so…” “I’ve thought about it, believe me. There’s flat denial as a strategy, of course, but I don’t really like it; it ...
    reeks of being ashamed of what I’ve done, which I’m not.” “But what’s the alternative?” “To brazen it out,” my wife said. “Though I’d rather it didn’t come to that. Not least because you’d become involved, invited to answer endless questions by the press, even though it’s none of your business. That’s why I’m determined to go along with Lulu’s demands for the moment. Just to see if there’s some way of sorting everything out.” I gave this some thought. “If you did want to brazen it out,” I said. “I’d back you 100%, you know that.” Tina smiled. “It might even be good for sales, at least in the short term; but in the long term… Who can tell?” “Yes,” I said. “I can see why you want to try and sort things out on the quiet. I’m still not sure agreeing to Lulu’s demands is a good idea.” “What alternative is there?” my wife said. Answering that would have brought us full circle. I still didn’t understand why my wife didn’t try and contact Lulu, but there was no point in going on about it. The Saturday specified by Lulu came closer. Every day my nerves grew. My wife, though, seemed much the same as always. Perhaps she was convinced that she could talk Lulu round, since they’d once been as thick as thieves. Two days before the appointed date, there was a new delivery by courier, addressed to me. This time it was a CD-ROM, with a note; a reminder of the date, time and room number. Deliver Tina to me. Don’t be late. I’m sure you wouldn’t want the world to know what your wife was in a ...
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