1. Dirty Little Secrets 5: Evaporating Inhibitions


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    of those women.” I went hot and cold at once, thinking of those naughty little fantasies about John showing one of my videos to a colleague or two which were now causing me to lead a double life. Nevertheless it was a fantasy that still had the power to make me aroused. At the same time, it seemed to confirm that the other reason for my performances, to prevent John from straying, was having the desired effect. Now I had to ask. “You wouldn’t do that, would you? Show your colleagues those videos?” “Of course not,” John laughed. “I want you all to myself.” And yet… Call it female intuition or whatever you like, but at that moment I realised that John had shown at least one of my videos to at least one of his colleagues. Not so very long ago, I would have been appalled by such a thing. But in the last few months, I’ve discovered that I’m a completely different kind of woman to the one I thought I was. Performing for my secret admirer as well as for John has taught me how much I enjoy showing myself off, being watched. Perhaps it wasn’t female intuition. Perhaps it was just wishful thinking. I couldn’t let this drop, but I couldn’t let John see that I was excited by the idea. “It would be so embarrassing,” I said. “Anyway, I’m sure nobody would want to see. You like my videos because… Well, because it’s me.” There was silence. I could tell John was thinking. “No,” he said at last. “I like your videos because they’re amazing. I’m very fortunate to be married to someone who’s so ...
    very sexy.” That made me go warm and fuzzy inside. But I was also thinking of other men, those colleagues of John’s, watching my performances and wanking. What was wrong with me? “You’re very sweet, darling. But I’m sure you’re overestimating my performances.” “What, you think I’m trying to butter you up?” “No. I just think…” I reddened a little, not at all sure any more where I was supposed to be going with this. “I bet you any other man would think those videos are scorching,” John said. I didn’t answer immediately, though suddenly I knew exactly how to respond. “Perhaps,” I said. “But we’re never going to find out, are we?” Now it was John’s turn to delay his answer. “We could,” he said. “But only if you wanted to.” “What? How?” I tried to sound apprehensive and perturbed, but I don’t think I made a very good job of it. “If you were anonymous,” John said. “If you were in disguise, or wore a mask, or just kept your face out of the shot. I could do camera duties.” This sounded very naughty and utterly alluring. If only John had come up with this idea earlier, then perhaps I wouldn’t now be cheating on him with my secret admirer-cum-lover. “What? And then you show them to… who?” I tried to sound incredulous. “Well, if you were unrecognizable enough, there’s always the Internet,” John said guardedly. “That way you’d get lots of feedback.” Yes, and I could imagine what that feedback would be, if not in so many words. It would be crude and vulgar. My body, my performance would be ...
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