Chapter 14: Photo Ops and Blog

MEL

Ron had given me a couple of informal assignments just before I had left his warehouse studio. They were based on his hope that I’d come back and do more videos with him. I was to watch twenty high-rated porn videos and pay careful attention to the lead female. What about her made her sexy and arousing? What did she ‘do’ that made her sexy or that amplified her appeal and arousal as she had sex? Conversely, what did she do that made her the opposite? I was also to get Dave’s opinions on the same.

Ron tried to get me to commit to another video session, and I was inclined to do that, but I told him I’d have to think about it, plus I wanted to see how my first venture into this ‘adult’ world progressed.

More importantly, I wanted to see how Dave and my close friends reacted to what I’d done. I wouldn’t be able to un-fuck Jake or Deke, but if there were ill-feelings about my performance with them, I hoped that I could make some kind of recovery. Ron had told me the edited DVD wouldn’t be ready for at least four-to-six weeks. He also laughed and promised that I’d be a huge hit and that I should get ready for stardom.

During the days that followed, I threw myself into my real estate job. I sold two houses the week after my video career started, so life was clearly looking up. To celebrate, I took the family out to dinner on Thursday night at Chuck E. Cheese. The kids loved it, and Dave and I were thrilled with their enthusiasm. We also got ice cream afterwards to top off the night. The kids somehow made it to bed on sugar highs.

After Cindy, Dave, and I went to bed, I made sure that he knew that he was my favorite all-time man to be loved and lusted after. I even laid on a heavy description of what it had been like in that fake living room getting fucked by two men. He told me about the parts that especially got to him, one of which was when I had a cock in one end of me and another cock at the other end. Cindy said that was one of her highlights, too; she’d been fucking Mike and Evan during that part of the filming and duplicating my on-screen actions.

Cindy and I sent Dave off to work the next morning with a double blowjob and a lot of love. I was surprised that Cindy felt so deeply loving about my husband. I still occasionally thought of her as the babysitter that didn’t go home, but that was not the case and she kind of proved it that Friday morning in what she said to Dave as we bid him goodbye and he went to work – pure love.

I was mulling that over when I watched Cindy interact with Beth and Scott. They were so harmonious together as she helped them with breakfast, their lunch bags, and being sure they felt good about themselves and what they’d do at school. She was so in touch with them.

I decided to ask about her feelings for ‘us’. Cindy walked over to me and hugged me tightly to her body – knees to shoulders. She said, “I love all of you. I haven’t said it before, but my parents are kind of cold and this family is refreshingly warm and loving. I want to be that way – this way. I didn’t like the messages I was getting growing up until I started to sit for you and your friends – but mostly you. Mel, plain and simple, you’re my role model for all of life. I love you.”

“And your feelings towards my husband?” I tried to not sound confrontational.

I think she suddenly understood. “I love him, but in no way am I trying to undermine you. If you felt that what I did or said this morning was over the top – or what I did with the kids – please tell me and I’ll dial it back. I just feel so ... in love with you all, and I guess I got too intense. I’m sorry. I want to be at my best for your family – our family.” Tears came to her eyes as we held each other.

There was a silence. I said, “Don’t dial it back. Don’t apologize, please, but do include me. I don’t want to feel in a competition with you, and I didn’t until this morning. Pull me into what you’re doing and what you’re feeling. Help me to have the same feelings, the same sense of love that you’re feeling, and pull me into the same activities, be they in the bedroom or the kitchen, and be they with Dave or our kids. Teach me how to better respond to my own family. Be MY role model.”

Cindy looked surprised and nodded. “I will. I promise. If I forget, nudge me and I promise to react favorably.”

We hugged again and I kissed Cindy on the lips. She kissed back, and our second kiss was way more interesting and passionate. I asked her, “You in a rush to get to school?”

Cindy smiled and shook her head no.

Two minutes later, we were both naked and back in bed making out and touching all those places that women like to be touched. After a few minutes of that we got in a sixty-nine, and then there was tribbing, and lots of fingers and kisses until we’d both had a couple of orgasms each.

I was the one that then kissed Cindy and said, “I love you.”

She replied back to me in the same way.

DAVE

The early afternoon meeting I was in was a group that had been analyzing the financial returns generated for a couple of industry pundits with large portfolios. During the discussion, my colleague used the expression ‘He’d been taking them for granted’.

That expression hit me like a freight train. I sat at the conference table kind of stunned, and really checked out of the meeting discussion for a minute or two. I got back into it, but I’d written the expression down on my notepad in big, bold letters.

Later, back in my office, I looked at that note and returned to my shocked state of thinking. I admitted that I had been taking Mel for granted, at least I thought I had. I said that I’d support her in what she decided to do about doing a porn video, but I didn’t help her with the decision. I forced her to make it, but only noted some obvious pros-and-cons for her. That’s not what a husband is supposed to do. I thought about how we shared the same values, and I’d ignored the ones about communication and mutual support.

Then I realized that I was taking Cindy for granted, too, and probably my kids. I decided that we all had to talk more. I wondered whether I was slipping in their respect for me or if I was being seen problematic? I wondered about my friends, too.

Then, I kind hit myself in the head and realized I was doing a number on myself. True, I had been under a lot of tension. Some of that came from opening our marriage, Mel’s breaking us out of the rut we’d fallen into, the Sex List Challenges, and then Mel’s adventure in porn. Of course, adding Cindy to the family provided some new stress, too.

I made a list of ‘Tension Points’. Each one was neither good or bad, except it was producing personal stress; for instance, ‘Wife does porn’ and ‘Cindy now part of family’. Then I looked at why those were stress producing. I ran through some typical concerns: would Mel find a better fuck? Perhaps. So what? I’m not in a competition. I’m the husband, not a competing lover.

On to the next item on my list: Changing so we have an Open Relationship instead of a monogamous one. My concern: she’ll run off with someone else. Unlikely. So what? I see no cracks in OUR relationship despite the open sex we’ve been having; in fact, things are the best ever. Our circle of friends that we are now intimate is fun, arousing, pleasing, and loving. We care about each other and no one is undermining anybody else. I think I can set this issue aside.

The other things on my list were less important, and in some ways, I’d addressed for myself the big gorilla in the room.

I bought flowers for Mel and Cindy on the way home. Separate bouquets, of course. I’d already arranged with Willow to babysit so I could take ‘my girls’ out for a date night dinner and whatever they wanted to do – Movie? Club? Something else?

The flowers were a huge hit, and hit a romantic note just the way I’d hoped. We did dinner at Gecko’s – their choice. The sports bar was quiet, so we could talk, and I did not pull my phone out. I paid rapt attention to every word either of them said. I think I helped Mel relax a little as well as feel even better about her sales skills, as she’d demonstrated that week.

I detected that Mel was a little worried about being up-ended by Cindy, so I brought that up head-on. I was informed that the two of them had talked about that after I’d left for work that morning ... before they made love to each other. I made sure they knew my order of precedence – Mel first, Cindy second but also loved, and that was me being realistic and honoring the mother of our children.

“I love you, Cindy. I think of you as my second wife. Please don’t compete and please keep this all harmonious. Keep the love in this, in all directions.”

Cindy actually seemed pleased with my remarks. I knew she wasn’t trying to push Mel out, but we had to be explicit about that. Lots of communication, right?

We went to a bar that had a DJ and dancing, but only stayed about an hour before heading home. We made love.

MEL

Our Saturday morning Girls’ Coffee Club got interesting, especially after I got a phone call from Ron Tensen, the director-producer of the adult video I’d just done and all the videos Bridget and Evan had done.

I felt the call was important enough that I signaled my female companions, and walked about forty feet away to talk on the call. Ron made his pitch, and I promised to talk to the others.

I no sooner walked back to the others, than Ron called Bridget. She laughed, but took the call. It was short, and she came back to join Ash, Sarah, Cindy, and me.

I grinned at Bridget, “Same idea, I bet. Orgy?”

She nodded.

I turned to the others. “Ron would like our group – the ten of us, to do our regular orgy on video. All of us and all of our guys – swapping around and everything we do, only on camera.”

Bridget added, “He also liked the idea of the Sex List and was wondering whether he could capitalize on that in some way – maybe film each couple doing something and do a compilation or something. He’d be happy with some of us just talking about some of the salacious things on the list that we want to do.”

Ashley shrugged, “I like those ideas. I’m in and if I’m in, then Ken is in.”

Sarah said about the same thing about her and Jim.

I wisely said, “I suspect we’re the same, but I want to talk to Dave. I don’t want to make the decision and marginalize him in some way. We’re in a mode where we’re over-communicating just to be sure.”

Cindy pointed at me and stated, “What she said.” I realized that she was deferring to Dave and me. I was loving this young woman more and more, especially since I’d sorted out where we each stood with Dave. Of course, he helped with that, too. He seemed to be paying more attention to me the last day or so, too; and I liked having a ‘wife’. I reached over and squeezed Cindy’s hand in a loving gesture.

The subject then came around to the Sex List and what the next challenge would be. For a while, we were all silent and studying the fifty or so items on the list. There were overlaps and inconsistencies, but they were still on the list.

Sarah said to the group, “Mel is soon going to have her video up on the Internet for all to see and jerk-off to. I think we each should all have some pornographic picture or two up there on some website for the general public to see.”