1. The Answer


    Date: 6/25/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: ChuckEPoo, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    handed him back the pen and papers. “It all looks in order. What's next?” “What's next… is that you get fucked… A lot!” he chuckled. . “I know that! I mean, do we follow you to your studio?” “Actually, we will be shooting right here at your place. That makes it more authentic.” He walked to the front door and waved at the van. ~oOo~ Within minutes, there were people carrying steel cases of equipment into the house. I stood in the kitchen, watching Henry directing where everything went, and not quite believing all this was going on. What a difference a couple days make. I knew our lives would never be the same again. An older woman approached, and asked, “Are you the husband?” “Yeah.” “Well, I need to see your wife. Where is she?” “I think I saw her go upstairs,” I replied. “We need to get her in makeup.” She scurried off up the stairs. Henry brought over a big guy, wearing a tight, white t-shirt, accentuating his rippled, muscular frame. “I'd like you to meet Long John. He's an actor, and also my production assistant. I hope you don't mind, but we're gonna rearrange your bedroom some. We’ll put it back after the shoot.” He looked like he could care less what I answered. After about ten more minutes, I reluctantly made my way to the master bedroom. The hall was crowded with the storage boxes and camera equipment. When I entered, the bedroom was indeed rearranged. Henry saw me enter and said, “Sit in the chair in the corner. You'll have a great view of all the action from ...
    there. I think your wife is about ready. I know I am.” He chuckled, and squeezed his dick through his trousers. Reluctantly, I sat in the chair. It occurred to me that I've owned this stuffed chair for at least ten years, and this was the first time I'd sat in it. It was usually the place I tossed my clothes. I was churning inside. Even though I had seen her have sex on tape, I'd never considered watching it happen live... and in my own bedroom too. After a couple minutes, Lexi came out of our bathroom, wrapped in a terry cloth robe, and escorted by the makeup lady. She looked at me and smiled, a kind of nervous, forced smile. “Ok, listen up! We're going to start with stills first. Where's Long John?” Henry bellowed. “Here, boss,” he said, squeezing through the group at the bedroom door, with a towel wrapped around his waist. It looked like they oiled his skin to accentuate his bulging, muscular physique. “Here she is!” the older woman declared, pulling off my wife's robe. Lexi instinctively tried to cover herself, as the room responded with spontaneous applause at her sudden nudity. She blushed. “Sit on the edge of the bed, my dear. I want John to stand in front of you, and shoot your expression when you see his equipment for the first time,” Henry instructed. Lexi followed orders, and sat on the bed. She was looking around with uncertainty, as John stood there. The cameras were clicking in rapid fashion. John slid his thumb inside the edge of his towel. It dropped away. Lexi ...
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