Chapter 7

The following day came around, and we didn’t discuss what we’d been speaking about in bed last night. I went to work as normal, under the presumption that all the talk had been simply that - just talk. The kind of talk that comes out when we’re horny, but which gets relegated back to the realm of fantasies the morning after.

It also didn’t get mentioned that night, or the day after, or the day after that until Saturday, when we were having some spontaneous lazy ‘morning’ sex, just after waking up.

“Can I ask you something?” Nicola breathed into my ear as we made love, and I stopped fucking her and looked down at her beneath me.

“Of course,” I said and kissed her neck, enjoying hearing how the sensation made her sigh.

“Why haven’t you called the guy? The video man. Don’t you want to do it?”

I pulled back from kissing her shoulder and looked into her green eyes. “You haven’t mentioned it since, so I assumed that you didn’t really mean it. We were both pretty horny that night and you know…”

Her eyes looked down at my mouth, as though she was avoiding my gaze. “Yes, I guess we were. But I-” she trailed off.

“Go on,” I said, planting another small kiss on her neck.

“So you didn’t mean it?” she asked softly. “The things you said- you were just horny?”

“It depends,” I said carefully, not wanting to say the wrong thing, “I meant the things I said about letting you do it, but only if you want to. I don’t want to pressure you into doing something you don’t want to, and you haven’t mentioned it since, so…”

“I was waiting for you to bring it up,” she groaned at the feeling of my kisses moving down from her throat to her upper chest, then across her breast. “I thought you’d gone off the idea when you didn’t mention it.”

“I thought the same thing,” I laughed and then gently nibbled her nipple, making her shudder.

“I want to do it,” she said, then moaned as I shoved my hard cock a little deeper inside her and began moving again. “If you want me to, that is.”

“So you want me to call him? The video guy.”

“Yes,” she replied, squirming a little on my cock as I began thrusting into her harder. “Ring him up and arrange it. If Eddie’s right about how much money we could make, that’ll be great, plus I just want to experience it one more time. I need to get it out of my system, I think.”

“I’ll call him today,” I promised, “But for now, shut up and let me fuck you.”

Nicola didn’t say anything, she just smiled at me, put a hand behind my head and drew my face back to hers to kiss me. Nothing else was said after that. We fucked passionately, both obviously incredibly turned on by the thought of what we were going to do, until I came deep in her pussy and then we cuddled until we fell asleep, not waking until almost lunchtime.

Later that afternoon, I got the Cerulean Films business card that Eddie had given me out of the drawer where I’d stored it, and after a couple of moments to settle my slightly nervous voice, I rang the number.

A receptionist answered the phone and put me through to Alan, the guy who Eddie had told me to ask for. He seemed cool, happy to speak to me, even though I was Nicola’s husband, something that had crossed my mind might seem a bit weird, but Nicola said she wanted me to be the one to phone him. Unfortunately, though, he said he didn’t have any open spots for an audition anytime soon. The company was really busy with a couple of big projects, but he did take my details and contact number so he could get back in touch with me once they were less busy.

I felt disappointed but also slightly relieved for some reason, but all I saw on Nicola’s face was pure disappointment when I told her.

“He did say he’d call us once they’re auditioning again though,” I consoled her, and she shrugged and said that it was fine, but I could tell she was a bit down about it. Had she really been looking forward to doing this that much?

We didn’t speak about it at all that day, but then the following day, the phone rang and Nicola answered it.

Of course, I didn’t expect it to be the video company, but I knew it was when I saw Nicola’s eyes widen as they spoke and the tone of her voice changed.

“Oh, hello there,” she said, gesturing at me to come over. “Yes, this is Nicola.”

“Do you want me to take over the call?” I whispered.

She shook her head. “It’ll seem weird,” she whispered back then spoke back to the person on the phone. “That’s great news. It’s a bit short notice, but yes. What do I need to do?”

Short notice? How short? I watched and listened as Nicola asked a few questions before saying thank you and then hanging up with a big smile on her face.

“You’re not going to believe this,” she beamed at me. “They say I can interview with them tomorrow. They’ve had a cancellation.”

“Tomorrow? But I’m working.”

“Oh,” Nicola’s grin dropped a little. “Can’t you call in sick or something?”

“No,” I said ruefully. “I’ve got a staff meeting and really need to be there. It’s important. Can’t they get you in the next day? I could maybe take that day off.”

“It’s a cancellation, so no. It’s tomorrow or wait,” Nicola sighed. “It doesn’t matter. I’ll phone him back and tell him I can’t make it.”

She was just picking up the receiver when I stopped her. “You could go alone? It’s just an interview, right? You don’t need me there.”

“I suppose but,” Nicola looked at me nervously, “He said it’s more of an audition than an interview.”

“An audition?” I said, working this through in my head, “So you have to do stuff? Sexual things?” When Nicola nodded, I asked further, “As in what? Did he say?”

“He’ll need to see me naked and if he deems me suitable, I might have to perform a sex act with his colleague.”

“That’s a bit vague,” I said after a moment.

“His colleague is Rob,” Nicola added and I saw the smile returning to the corners of her lips.

“Ah,” I said, now understanding her barely-contained enthusiasm. “Well, if it’s Rob, I guess you’re in safe hands. I mean, you’ve been with him before, you know what to expect and he knows you too, so that’s a lot better than it being someone random who you’ve never met before.”

“Exactly. I feel much better with it being Rob,” she agreed. “If it wasn’t him, I don’t think I could do it alone. I’d want you there for sure.”

“So it’s not because you want to fuck Rob again?” I raised an eyebrow.

“Well, that helps too,” she giggled, blushing slightly.

“Okay then,” I said after some thought. “I’m going to miss out, which makes me sad, but if it means we get to do this sooner rather than later, making a proper porno, then I’m okay with it.”

“Great!” Nicola clapped her hands together, then threw her arms around me and kissed me passionately. “I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” I replied. I was happy for her and horny at the thought of where this was going, but part of me felt nervous about her going to this audition alone, and I also felt really jealous about her doing something with Rob without me there to enjoy it too. Still, it the wording ‘sex act’ implied it might be just a blow job or something, and the best thing to come from it would be the chance to see her being properly fucked by some hung pornstar in a ‘proper porn video, so perhaps it was worth it.

I was hoping for sex that night, but Nicola told me to be patient and wait because she wanted to be fresh for whatever the audition held and she also wanted to save it up for tomorrow so she could tell me all about it and she promised we’d have great sex afterwards.

I slept fitfully, the nerves creeping in and I felt even more anxious the following morning but I tried to hide my nervousness as I gave her a kiss and set off to work. I knew she was safe with Rob there, but the whole morning I was on edge. As time went on during the day, I couldn’t help but wonder was happening to my gorgeous wife, until finally, mid-afternoon, my phone rang. It was Nicola.

I made my excuses and rushed outside to answer it.

“Hey. Are you okay?” I said breathlessly.

“I’m fine,” she replied just as out of breath as I was, although probably for a different reason.

“Have you…” I started to ask but paused, looking over my shoulder to make sure no one was around to overhear anything.

“Have I what?” Nicola teased me. “Done the audition? Got the job? Had sex with Rob?”

“Yes. All of the above,” I answered impatiently.

“Well,” she began slowly. I could tell she was smiling from the tone in her voice, so everything must have gone well. “I’ll tell you the full story tonight because I’m just setting off home, but yes.”

“To which question?”

“All three. I have lots to tell you, including a very funny story, but I just wanted you to know I’m fine and setting off home. I knew you’d be nervous.”

“I’ve been shitting myself all day, to be honest,” I admitted. “Can’t you tell me now?”

“No, save it for later,” she said softly down the phone, “Besides I’m in a public place right now. Just know that it was fun, okay? I love you.”

“I love you too,” I said, frustrated before she hung up. I was suddenly incredibly horny and had two hours to go at work before I could head home.

Somehow I managed to navigate the rest of the afternoon before speeding home still with a hard-on in my trousers.

“Hi there,” Nicola laughed at me as I burst through the front door. “Look at the state of you.”

I was sweaty and felt like my face was red, probably from frustration as well as the rush home. “I couldn’t wait to see you,” I said, walking over to her and kissing her.

“Horny much?” she said, pulling away from the kiss and feeling my erection through my trousers.

“Oh my god, yeah,” I confessed. “Can we go to bed? I’m desperate to hear everything.”

“Slow down,” she said, putting a hand on my chest to ease me away from her. “I have to tell you something first.”

That sounded ominous. “What?”

“When I first got there, I had a bit of a shock.”

“What do you mean?”

Nicola walked over to one of the cupboards in the kitchen where we were standing, and opening a drawer, she pulled out a photograph. “Do you remember who that is?”

I looked at the bespectacled, balding, grey-haired, old guy she was pointing at. “I think so,” I said, wracking my brains. I knew it was one of her family. Then I remembered. “It’s your Uncle Alan. He’s married to-”

“He’s married to my Auntie Janice, my mum’s sister, that’s right. He’s Eddie’s friend, and was the one who’d invited him to the party.”

“Which is how we met Eddie,” I said, going along with what she was saying, then I stopped, realising what she was trying to tell me.

“Alan from Cerulean Videos is your Uncle?”

Nicola burst out laughing at the expression of shock on my face. “Yes. Can you even imagine how awkward it was when we saw each other?”

“So what happened?” I didn’t know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

“When I first got there, I was met by a reception woman who was horrible, but I didn’t have to spend long with her. I signed a form and some other stuff, then she made me wait outside his office because he was interviewing some other girl. When she came out, she was really young and pretty, so I felt a bit old and fat when they called me in, and I had my eyes down at the floor as I sat down.”

“Eyes down? Were you nervous?”

“Terrified,” admitted Nicola, “The other girl was much cuter than me, so I felt out of place, but Rob put me at ease, saying hi and then I looked across at the man behind the big desk.”

“And it was your Uncle?”

“Yes,” Nicola put her hands to her face. “I almost ran out of the room right there and then. His face was as shocked as mine, but then as I stood up to leave, he told me to sit down in a very authoritative voice and I sat down like I was twelve years old all over again.”

“What did he say?”

“He said it was nice to see me, but he hadn’t expected it to be in his office.” Nicola shrugged. “He was quite cool about it really, you see I think he was just as embarrassed that I’d found out what he does for a living, as I was embarrassed for being there.”

We walked through into the living room and I sat down next to Nicola on the sofa. This was quite the unexpected turn of events. “What did you reply?”

“I said something like, ‘this is awkward’ and he laughed and agreed with me, but said that if I was going to get in this industry, then he’d rather I do it with his company than a stranger’s. At least he can make sure that I’m well looked after.”

“Makes sense,” I conceded.

“Then he said that he’d got an email from Eddie with some photos in but hadn’t had a chance to look. If he had, he’d have been more prepared, knowing it was me and then he opened up the email on his screen and you should have seen his face. He actually blushed.”

“I bet you went bright red,” I said. “That must have been weird, your uncle seeing you naked.”

“It got even weirder when he made me strip off,” Nicola pointed out. “I didn’t think he would because I’m his niece, but he said it was fine because we’re not blood-related. He said he could be professional about everything and pretend that I’m just another client if that’s what I wanted.”

“So you went through with it?”

“Yes,” Nicola licked her lips. “Rob was there and I’d been looking forward to it if I’m honest. The fact that Alan is my uncle slowed me down, but the way Rob was looking at me, with this big smile on his face, finding the whole thing funny, kind of calmed me down, I guess. So…”

“So you got naked?”

“Yes. Uncle Alan told me to strip down to my bra and panties so he could see if my body was okay for the camera. He explained that video cameras are different to photography cameras and that moving video can put ten or fifteen pounds on a person. I said I didn’t need any extra pounds and he said he’d be the judge of that, so I did as he asked.”

I felt my cock practically bursting out of the front of my shorts, and couldn’t help but start to rub it as Nicola carried on. She saw me and I saw the corners of her lips twitch in a suppressed smile.

“He made me do a twirl in my underwear, then told me to remove them so he could see my breasts and pussy. As I was doing that, Rob told him that he’d already fucked me and that I was good. He even showed Alan the folder with those pictures in it on his computer. You can imagine how embarrassed I felt, but I was horny too.” Nicola stopped. “Are you sure you’re okay about hearing this? I don’t want to tell you anything that might make you feel bad.”

“I’m fine,” I assured her, eager to hear more. “So what happened next?”

“Alan said that the photos looked great, and then asked me what other experiences I’d had, so I told him about Glenn and Shaun. He asked me if I’d enjoyed it and I admitted that I had. That was kind of hard to say to my uncle, but I’d come this far, and didn’t see the point in hiding anything now.”

“So get to the bit where you fucked Rob,” I said, “I’m so horny.”

“I see that.” Nicola reached down, undid my belt and zipper and took my cock out, stroking it as she carried on. “Alan said that he wanted to see what my techniques were like and I said, ‘with Rob, I hope’ and he laughed and then told me that he does sometimes ask auditionees to show him techniques on himself and then even told me that he’d fucked the younger woman that had just left before me.”

“But he’s married,” I gasped. “Is your Auntie Janice okay with it?”

“He says so,” Nicola giggled. “I’d have never had the pair of them down as the type, but it’s like they’re swingers or something. Anyway, he made Rob get naked and join me on the couch.”

“And then you fucked?” I asked impatiently.

“Not right then,” Nicola said, wanking my cock faster. “Alan made me suck him first, and he recorded it - for casting purposes, he said - and then this was the worst bit - he made me masturbate for him. I could have died, but I did it. I was horny when he told me that was enough, that I almost dived on Rob and raped him, but luckily Alan asked me if I was okay with having sex with Rob right now so he could complete the casting session and of course, I said yes.”

“And then you fucked?” I repeated, eagerly.

“Yes!” chuckled Nicola, then she leaned forward and took me in her mouth. She sucked me for a couple of minutes, then finished off the story. “He fucked me missionary position, then doggy style, then Alan asked me to ride him cowgirl which is when I came. Again, I was really embarrassed, cumming in front of my uncle, but it felt so good. Then, to finish, Alan asked me what I’m okay with doing with cum shots and I said I didn’t mind it inside me, or on me, anywhere really.”

“And where did he cum?”

“Alan asked me if I’d take it on my face for the purposes of the audition, so…”

“He gave you a facial?”

“Yes,” Nicola said, then took me in her mouth again I almost instantly shot my load right into her throat. “And that was it,” Nicola said when she’d swallowed and wiped her lips. “He told me to get dressed and that he’d be in touch, but he was definitely going to arrange for me to make a film soon.”

“Soon? What sort of film?”

Nicola shrugged. “I don’t know. Obviously, a porno but he said we’d discuss the details as soon as he could make a day free. It should be one day this week.”

“This week?” I almost choked. “As soon as that? I thought he was busy.”

“He is,” Nicola raised her eyebrows. “What can I say? I must have impressed him.”

“He’s a pervert that wants to see his beautiful niece get fucked again, more like.”

“Maybe,” Nicola purred into my ear. “He’s going to get his wish too if it’s okay with you?”

Of course, it was okay with me. The next couple of days, Nicola did nothing but tell me how excited she was for this opportunity, and that she hoped her uncle didn’t change his mind, and he didn’t. Friday of that week, he called her during the evening and asked her if we were available on Saturday.

“He doesn’t normally do Saturdays,” Nicola explained after we’d agreed. “But he’s making an exception for me.”

“Told you he was a pervert,” I grinned.

“There’s one thing though,” she added. “We’re not doing it at Alan’s studio. He’s asked if we’re okay with filming at Eddie’s and I said yes.”

“Why?”

“While my auntie is part of the business, he doesn’t think it’d be a good idea for her to know that I’m involved. He’s promised to keep it confidential, of course, but he can’t say the same thing for my aunt.”

“I did wonder about that,” I said, honestly. “It’s a good idea.”

The Saturday morning, I woke up with a knot of anxiety and excitement mixed together in my stomach, and even Nicola seemed nervous too. She was quiet as we had breakfast, to the point where I had to ask her if she was okay.

“We don’t have to go through with it today,” I reminded her. “Alan will understand, I’m sure.”

“No. I’m fine,” she reassured me. “I’m looking forward to it. I’m just a bit nervous.”

I reached over, took her hand and squeezed it. “I’ll be with you every step of the way. Just remember that you can say no, and stop at any time.”

“I know,” she smiled at me, a twinkle in her green eyes and I got overwhelmed for a moment by a huge surge of emotions - pure love for the woman sat opposite me. “I’ll be fine once I’m there.”

And shortly after that, we were there, walking to the now familiar surroundings of Eddie’s house-turned-studio, and being welcomed by the sexy slim blonde Leanne and her sister Kirstie. Leanne rushed to Nicola and gave her a huge hug, before turning to me with a wide grin on her face.

“I can’t believe you guys are doing this. I’m so proud of you,” she nudged Nicola with her elbow as we walked through into the studio area, “You’re going to have a great time, I promise.”

“Where’s Eddie?” I asked Kirstie. “Doing a shoot?”

Leanne’s plumper but pretty brown-eyed sister nodded as she passed me some model release forms to sign for Nicola. “Yes, but not here. He’s on location.”

“I’m in charge for today,” Leanne added. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure she’s well looked after.”

“So, what’s the plan?” Nicola said, a touch of nerves in her voice, but if anyone else noticed by me, they didn’t say anything.

Leanne led us through into Eddie’s office, while Kirstie went to let Alan know that we’d arrived and we all took a seat at his desk. I couldn’t help but remember what we’d all done in here just a few weeks ago when Eddie had ended up fucking Nicola while she sucked me. I recalled having the chance to fuck Leanne but ended up cumming in Nicola’s mouth, and found myself blushing at the thought for some reason. Nicola’s eyes met mine for a moment and her expression suggested she was having a similar flashback.

“Alan will run through everything with you before we start,” Leanne began, thumbing through a sheaf of papers in front of her. “But basically, we’re going to be filming in the small studio, the one with the four poster bed where we did a shoot with you and Rob before?”

Nicola nodded and again I felt react to the memory - the first time I saw another man fuck my wife - this time, instead of blushing, my cock stiffened in my shorts, making me glad I was sitting down.

“Is Rob here?” Nicola asked.

“No, he’s out on location with Eddie. It says here-” she pointed at some text on the papers in front of her, “it says that you requested a well-endowed co-star, so Alan has brought Brendan in, he’s the guy we mentioned the other day.” Leanne winked at Nicola. “He’s huge. Like, massive. That’s why I said you’ll enjoy today.”

If the word ‘co-star’ didn’t jar with me a little bit, Leanne’s description of Brendan being massive definitely did. I glanced at Nicola to see if she was worried at all, but she didn’t seem bothered at all.

“Did you really ask for someone well-hung?” I asked my wife, surprised as she hadn’t mentioned that.

Nicola nodded, then turned back to Leanne. “How does it work?” she enquired. “Is it just like a photo shoot? Will Alan direct me as we go along, or is there like a theme or script or something?”

“It’s a gonzo that you’re making,” Leanne answered. I’d heard the term but Nicola was nonplussed, so she explained further. “Gonzo porn doesn’t have much in the way of a script. It’s usually a minute or two setup then right into the sex.”

Nicola looked slightly disappointed. “What’s up?” I said softly. “Isn’t that what you wanted?”

“I was just hoping Rob might be here,” she admitted, “But I’ll be fine. No, I’m happy that there’s no script. I can’t be doing with learning lines and things like that.”

“She just wants to get laid,” Leanne laughed, lifting the mood. “There’s no Rob, but don’t worry, we have other guys in the building in case Brendan isn’t enough for you.”

“By the sound of him, he’s more than enough,” I interjected, which only made Leanne laugh some more.

“I’ll take you through to Liu,” Leanne said, shuffling the papers together, “he’ll get you comfortable and go through what you’re wearing. Alan should be finished by the time he’s done that. Paul, do you want to stay here? I’ll come to get you and we can have a quick drink and relax while we wait.”

I said okay, and Nicola gave me a kiss on the cheek before the two ladies left.

“I love you,” she mouthed at me as she walked out and I silently said the same thing back as she closed the door behind her.

She’d only been gone five minutes or so when Leanne walked back through.

“How are you feeling?” she sat with me and put a hand on my knee. “Nervous? This is a big deal for you, isn’t it?”

“Extremely,” I replied truthfully, “To both questions.”

“She’ll be fine,” Leanne promised. “Come with me, I’ll show you what we’ve got set up and introduce you to Brendan.”

She took me by the hand before I could say no, and after quickly grabbing myself a beer from the mini-fridge next to Eddie’s desk, I let her walk me down the corridor and into the bigger main studio, where I stopped in shock.

“They’re almost finished,” Leanne said but I barely heard her. The room was full of gym equipment, and a backdrop of steel lockers complemented the look. Erica, the lovely, leggy, redhead model was in the middle of the room, completely naked and bent over on some sort of exercise bench. Behind her was a tall, muscular black guy, also naked and as I watched, he shoved his thick cock into her, making her squeal in delight. The black man looked familiar but I couldn’t think why.

There were three cameramen, and standing next to one of them was a balding grey-headed guy who waved when he saw Leanne. He held up five fingers on one hand and Leanne explained quietly that meant they’d only be five more minutes.

I watched in horny silence as the black guy began to ram himself hard into her, feeling my dick grow even harder if that was possible. Erica was a gorgeous girl, and the contrast of her flame red hair and pale skin against the dark brown of the man looked incredible.

“This is why we’re in the small studio,” Leanne explained. “It’ll take a while to clear the room, plus I think the other room with the bed is more intimate. Alan will only be able to fit two cameramen in there as well, which is one less guy to make Nicola feel uncomfortable for her first time.”

When I managed to tear my eyes away from the lovely Erica getting pounded from behind, I noticed that there was also a guy working a stack of lighting equipment and another man holding a boom microphone with a sound recorder on his belt. “There’s a lot more involved in making a film, isn’t there?” I noted, keeping my voice down like Leanne was doing and Leanne nodded.

“It can be a bit intimidating at first, but you get used to it,” she whispered back, reminding me that she’d done this too.

“I want Nicola to enjoy herself, but I’m not sure I want her to get too ‘used to it,’ if you know what I mean,” I chuckled softly.

“Oh, don’t be mean,” Leanne squeezed my hand, which she was still holding. “She’s going to love Brendan. He’s great. Come on, I’ll find him and introduce you.”

Just as she said that I got to see Erica orgasm, almost collapsing forward onto the gym bench, and then the big black guy pulled out and shot a stream of white cum all over her back, then I heard the old man say ‘cut’ as we left the studio and walked through into the smaller room where Nicola would be filming.

The large four poster bed was still here, covered in red silk covers, and some lights had already been erected in two corners of the room, brightly illuminating the room more than it had been for the original photo shoot we’d done here.

“Brendan?” Leanne called out, and a tall, good-looking young man with jet black hair walked in through the door opposite us. Another shorter, slender guy was with him, covered in tattoos and piercings.

“Hi,” I said slightly awkwardly when they stopped in front of me. “I’m Paul.”

“You’re the actress’s husband,” Brendan’s voice was deep and gravelly. “Alan told me you’d be here. Are you sure you’re okay with this? It can be... difficult - for a partner.”

“He’s already seen her with other guys,” Leanne informed him. “Nicola’s done a few shoots but only studio photos. This is her first time in front of the film camera but she’s ready, and so is Paul. I’ll look after him.”

“Cool,” Brendan shrugged and shook my hand. “This is Greg, by the way.”

His friend extended a heavily-tattooed hand and I shook hands with him too. I noticed that his tattoos came right up his neck to his bearded jawline, and several designs were also inked over his shaved head.

“Greg is the other male we’ve got lined up for Nicola today,” said a new voice from behind me, and I turned to see the older grey haired guy behind us. “I’m Alan,” he introduced himself.

“Other male?” I raised an eyebrow. “I thought it was just Nicola and Brendan.”

“The idea was to have a backup plan,” Alan replied, taking his glasses off to clean them with the sleeve of his shirt. “Eddie told me that Nicola’s done a threesome with two guys and enjoyed it, so we wanted to have the option here for her. If she just wants a one-on-one with Brendan, then that’s fine.”

“I see,” I said, looking at Leanne but she just smiled at me and squeezed my hand again.

“Where is she?” Alan asked her. “I want to just run through the scenario with her.”

“She’s in the dressing room with Liu.”

“Great. Brendan. Greg. If you want to come with me and we’ll get this show on the road.”

Alan paced away with the two actors right behind him before I had the chance to ask him anything else, leaving me alone with Leanne for a brief moment before the sound guy and cameraman walked in and began to do something with their respective equipment.

“Come with me,” Leanne said, and refusing to let go of my hand, she pulled me back through the main studio and down the short corridor that led to his office but instead of turning left through the door, she led me through a side door nearby.

“Where are we going?” I said, marvelling once again at how big Eddie’s house was.

“You’ll see,” she replied mysteriously as we turned a corner and almost bumped straight into Kirstie.

“Have you got it?” Leanne asked her sister, who nodded and handed a brass key to her. The curvy Kirstie wasn’t alone though. The intimidating black pornstar that I’d just witnessed fucking Erica was here too, and strangely, he had an arm around her.

“This is Victor,” Kirstie said, turning her head so that he could lower his face to kiss her passionately.

“Victor is Kirstie’s husband,” Leanne explained. “I’m surprised you didn’t recognise him from the portfolio that Eddie showed you a while back.”

That was why I’d found him familiar. He was the model that I’d seen Leanne having sex within one of his hardcore portfolios that day. “I knew I’d seen you somewhere before,” I said to him, extending a hand, which Victor took and shook firmly.

“I’ve not had the pleasure of meeting your other half yet,” he grinned a toothy smile at me, “But I’ve heard good things about her and I’m looking forward to the opportunity.”

“Don’t tease him,” Kirstie elbowed him in the ribs and he cracked up laughing. “Sorry, Paul. Victor loves his job but he also gets off on teasing people sometimes.”

“It’s fine. I’m getting used to talking about these things gradually,” I replied, still shocked at the sight of Kirstie with a pornstar. “Sorry for asking, but I thought you weren’t into this? You said you were better behind the desk than on it if I remember right.”

“Oh, I’m not into modelling, but that doesn’t mean I’m not into porn.” Kirstie looked sideways at her partner. “I just like watching it more than participating in it.”

“She met Victor during a shoot that he and I did a few years ago. The one that you saw,” Leanne said, “He became a regular model for us. Kirstie had always had a thing for black guys and fell for him on the spot that first day with me, but it took her an age to ask him out.”

“I’m glad she did. We’ve been together ever since,” Victor added.

“Don’t you mind him - what he does?” I had to ask.

Kirstie shrugged, making her ample breasts wobble delightfully in her v-neck top. “It’s a job. He’s always professional. Doesn’t do anything without checking it with me first, so it’s not like he’s being unfaithful and he’s amazing in bed, so it’s all worth it.”

“My sister loves BBC,” Leanne chuckled.

“Big Black Cock,” I said, recognising the acronym and raised an eyebrow at Kirstie who just nodded, unfazed by the suggestion.

“It’s true. You love big cocks too!” she pointed a finger at the laughing Leanne.

“Find me a girl that doesn’t,” her sister defended herself. “Anyway, we’re wasting time. I wanted to show Paul the archive before everything gets started.”

Kirstie and Victor said they’d catch up with us in a bit and I followed Leanne to a door at the end of the corridor, which she unlocked with the key that her sister had given her.

“The archive?” I asked.

“In here,” Leanne said, looking over my shoulder to make sure no one was around, then dragging her into the pitch black room, and closing the door behind me.

When she switched the light on, I whistled under my breath as I turned to look around the large oak-panelled room.

“Wow.”

“You asked about Eddie’s ‘personal collection,’ and I thought I’d show you while Eddie’s not here.”

The walls were covered in photos; dozens and dozens, maybe hundreds. Some in frames, some behind glass, some printed onto canvas; they lined the high walls from ceiling to floor and several more were blown up into huge prints, propped on stands in the middle of the room. A number of display tables were at the far end of the room, topped with more prints and a couple of portfolios and a computer with a huge monitor screen was in the corner.

“It’s like an art gallery,” I breathed.

“That’s exactly what it is,” Leanne confirmed. “With all of Eddie’s personal and favourite photos. The ones that he doesn’t have permission to show off publicly, so he keeps them here for himself.”

“I thought he meant just stored on a computer or in a file somewhere.”

“No. This is his little secret,” Leanne confided in me. “His pride and joy actually.”

I looked around at the photographs. They were all of different women of all races and ages, and almost all of them were naked and in various stages of undress. Sometimes they were alone, but the majority of the pictures were of them giving blowjobs or having sex, with both men and women.

“They’re all the women that have modelled for him over the years?” I had to ask.

“Yes, all of the amateurs, as Eddie calls them,” Leanne answered. “He loves to get them to suck him for his personal collection, or fuck them if he can talk them into it. If they won’t do anything with him, he sometimes gets them to do something with me, or one of the male or female models, just to do a private shoot for him. He also loves candid shots and outtakes, where the model doesn’t realise that he’s shooting or that he can see more than what’s intended.”

As Leanne said that I saw a photo of Nicola in the white wrap-around dress from the shoot she’d done. In this shot, the dress had gaped open, exposing her pussy fully to the camera and the angle had caught it beautifully. “Like that one?” I pointed to it.

“Exactly,” Leanne said, then pulled me by the hand to near the display tables, then she turned me around to show me one of the large prints standing in the room’s centre.

It was me, with Leanne on her knees sucking my cock. I had to admit, it was a great shot, in black and white. The look on my face said that I was lost in what she was doing to me, and I remembered immediately how good it had felt that day, while Eddie took photos.

“The ones of him fucking Nicola are over there,” Leanne indicated to the near wall and I took a step back in shock. There were three large canvasses, one of Nicola’s mouth around my cock, another of her on all fours, again sucking me, but with Eddie behind her, his hard cock out and just inches from her exposed pussy and then the third was the same but with him buried inside her.

“When did he take those? How did he take them?” I was confused. I remembered every moment of him having sex with Nicola, but I didn’t remember him setting a camera up to record it.

“He always has a secret camera on one side, with a remote control to set it off taking photos.” Leanne pursed her lips. He shouldn’t do it, but it’s actually in the small print of the consent form that he makes everyone sign and besides, he never actually shows them to anyone. They’re purely for personal use.”

“Another reason why he doesn’t let anyone in here,” I muttered to myself, but Leanne heard.

“That too,” she agreed. “Do you like all the photos of me? Every man I sleep with, Eddie likes to get a picture, as a memento of sorts.”

As I looked around, it hit me, just how many pictures of Leanne there was. And almost every single one had a different guy in. “He really gets off on seeing you with other men, doesn’t he?”

Leanne nodded, her blonde hair shimmering in the spotlights which highlighted some of the pictures on the walls. “Don’t you enjoy seeing Nicola have sex with other guys? I’m pretty sure you do. So you shouldn’t judge.”

“I’m not judging,” I said half-truthfully. “It’s fascinating, in a way, why some men are like me and Eddie when most men are the opposite, possessive types.”

“I’m glad he’s that way though,” Leanne followed me around the room as I wandered from photo to photo, getting more and more aroused at some of them, less from others. “I’ve got a wonderful caring, wealthy husband, who’s pretty damn good in the sack, has a dirty mind, who looks after me and gives me everything I want.”

“And who also lets you fuck who you want?” I said and when Leanne nodded, “I get it. I really do.”

“And I always get to fuck everyone I want,” Leanne said, stepping closer to me. “I’ve fucked everyone that works for us, all the models and the staff. The only person I haven’t fucked is…”

“Liu?” I guessed. “Obviously.”

Leanne looked puzzled. “Of course, I’ve fucked Liu. Numerous times. He’s a dirty little bastard actually.”

What? “But he’s gay? Or did he used to be straight once?”

“He’s not gay,” Leanne laughed. “He’s a bit camp, but he’s not gay. He likes women, in fact, he likes women a lot. He’s a bit of a playboy around town.”

“Oh,” I felt stupid. “I just assumed, because of how he is. Hey, he spends a lot of time with Nicola, when she’s naked and vulnerable. Nicola thinks he’s gay too, so she’s happy to strip off in front of him and-”

“Nicola knows Liu isn’t gay,” Leanne interrupted. “He’s just good at putting women at ease.”

“How do you know that she knows he’s not gay?”

“We’ve talked about him a bit,” Leanne was standing right in front of me now, her blue eyes looking up into mine. I could smell her perfume, floral and musky. “He gets a bit touchy-feely sometimes and tries it on with every woman I know. Did Nicola not tell you?”

“No,” I said, feeling a surge of annoyance towards the oriental Liu.

“I wouldn’t worry about it,” Leanne put a hand on my chest. “She’s not done anything with him. Just a bit of harmless flirting. Maybe you should talk to her about it.”

“I will,” I said, wondering why her hand was gently stroking my chest and why she was leaning into me.

“I’ve had every man here that I want, apart from one,” she repeated, then her face moved closer, her lips parted. “You. I want you, Paul. I brought you here for a reason.”

She kissed me. I tasted her lipstick. Felt the warmth of her body pressed against mine as her arm snaked around my neck, drawing me into her.

Then her phone rang.

She didn’t stop kissing me and I kissed her back, but then suddenly pulled away from her. What was she doing? I couldn’t do this without Nicola’s permission. No matter what Nicola was about to do today, she had my permission, whereas I didn’t have hers. “This isn’t why I came here,” I began to say until Leanne put a finger to her lips and answered her phone which was still ringing.

“Hi,” she said to whoever it was, irritation plain on her face for me to see.

I started walking back to the doorway out of the archive room, but Leanne grabbed my hand and made me wait.

“Can’t you delay them for five more minutes?” she asked the person on the phone. “No? Fine. Whatever. We’ll come now.”

“Leanne, I-”

“That was Kirstie. They’re ready for us,” she said, avoiding my gaze. “Let’s just pretend this didn’t happen, okay?”

I nodded. We didn’t say anything else as we left, locking the archives up behind us, walking back down the corridor, through the now empty large studio until we reached the door through to the room with the four-poster bed. The bed where Nicola was about to have sex in a porn movie.

“This is it,” I said out loud, without meaning to.

Leanne smiled for the first time since I’d just rejected her a few minutes before. “Yes, this is it,” she agreed. “Are you ready?”

Was I ready? Probably not, but it was too late for me to back out now.

I opened the door.

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