The day had arrived, Matt stood on Melissa’s doorstep, cameras positioned all around him while Robert stood on Stephanie’s doorstep in a similar situation. The cameras rolled, doorbells were rung and the recipient women greeted their husband’s to be.
It was a new game show where couples offer to swap husbands for a whole week. It was another one of those psychology shows like Big Brother, First Dates or even Naked Attraction. They had done one called House Swap where couples swap houses for a week but this was intended to be more of a psychological thriller to see if one woman could get on with another’s husband.
There were obvious conditions that needed to be met; one of which was that the couples didn’t have to sleep together and that they would have separate rooms. Shame, it could have been so much more fun.
The psychologists reckoned on about two days to get to know the partners and a further two days before boundaries started to be pushed; hopefully to their limits.
The cameras would run for most of the day but with set periods; all of the rules were explained to the contestants when they joined the programme. So, from ten in the morning to one in the afternoon and from two in the afternoon to nine in the evening, everyone was being monitored by cameras in every room except the bathroom. There was one room in each house where contestants could have some me time but they couldn’t stay in that room for more than thirty minutes at a time.
At eight in the evening, each pair of contestants would be shown a one hour clip from the day’s filming from the other pair. The psychologists reckoned that this would cause uncertainties and questions to be raised and maybe, highlight issues with some people as they saw their partner enjoying themselves more than they did or even see their partner being uncomfortable with the arrangement.
Going through with the whole week did have its rewards though; a handsome paycheck at the end.
As soon as the door was opened, Matt was straight in with a hug to Melissa and she invited him in with a big smile. His eyes sparkled and you could see they had a ready-made agreement that they would get on with each other. At the other end of the foursome, Stephanie shook Robert’s hand and accepted a peck on the cheek. You could tell immediately that Stephanie was uncertain about sharing her house and home with a stranger and it was clear that Robert was also a little uncomfortable too.
The camera’s rolled, the filming started and the experiment began.
Day 1
On day one there wasn’t much to report. Both couples were trying their best to find out about their new partner; likes and dislikes, hobbies and sports and food and drink were amongst the most talked about topics.
Matt and Melissa seemed to get off to a very good start while Robert and Stephanie struggled with the sports side of things; football was never her thing and neither was snooker or darts. On the other side of the fence, it was much different. The conversation flowed, the wine flowed and they seemed to be enjoying each other’s company. It was as if they were destined to be together.
At eight in the evening, just after lunch, they both had to sit through an hour of clips from the day’s filming. It was evident from day one that the Stephanie household was having conversational issues, with Robert browsing the channels trying to look for as much sport as he could while in the other household there was much laughter and jollity with Matt and Melissa on their second bottle of wine for the evening.
By the time it was nine in the evening both couples had very different views of their time together and of their partner’s time. Matt did feel a pang of guilt for how Stephanie was feeling but after a hard day trying to be nice for the cameras both couples retired for the evening.
For Stephanie, it was a great relief for the household spy cameras to be switched off. For Robert, nothing seemed to matter but the fact that darts was showing on Sky 1. For Matt, it was a sense of relief that day one was over and for Melissa, it was excitement for the week that lay ahead.
Day 2
Day two went much the same way as day one; as the psychologists predicted. More getting to know each other and in that respect, Matt and Melissa were storming ahead. There were even a few snippets of conversation about sex, however, these were successfully edited out by the TV company from the clips to be shown to the other couple. The psychologists were downhearted, to say the least. They believed that they should have been shown to cause problems.
Stephanie and Robert ended up testing each other. There was too much sport on TV and the cooking and history channels were being neglected. It was crunch time. This brief argument was aired to the other couple because it saw Robert head to the me time room in a huff.
Day 3
At nine in the morning, Melissa’s bedside telephone rang loudly. There was one hour to go before the cameras were switched on. She was breathing heavily and she cursed loudly but managed to roll to her side to pick up the receiver. It was Robert, complaining about why he had to be away from his sport and why did she have to apply for this fucking game show in the first place. The conversation lasted twenty minutes; far too long and she was glad that it was eventually over. She looked across the bed and shook her head.
It was fortunate that Matt didn’t have the same problems with his wife, for if he did have, he wouldn’t have been in a position to hear the phone, let alone answer it.
Melissa smiled, raised her body upwards and once more sat back down on Matt’s face for him to finish what he started. Her hands came upon the wall in front of her and she slowly rocked her hips to let him know what he needed to do next.
His tongue contacted her clit and before she knew it she was panting once more and climaxing on matt’s efficient and sexy tongue. After the orgasm, she turned to him and asked for a quick fuck before the much-needed shower.
Matt had positioned himself behind her and quickly brought Melissa and himself off to a lovely orgasm.
Melissa had to turn and push Matt away from entering the shower with her; primarily for a repeat performance. She pointed to the clock on the wall which said ten to ten. Matt nodded and reluctantly left to go to his room to ruffle the bedclothes. Being caught coming out of the bathroom when the cameras switched on would have been detrimental.
Stephanie and Robert’s day started as normal. One, then the other used the shared bathroom before making their own breakfast in the kitchen. The conversations were terse, the acknowledgement that each other existed was even worse. They seemed expert at avoiding each other and it all seemed a bit unreal.
The audience viewing this, thought the psychologists, would be having a field a day. There was only one thing wrong with the whole situation and that was the speed with which Melissa and Matt got on with each other. They never seemed to argue; never a bad discussion, a crossed-word to say to each other. They just got on with their shared lives. Making the most out of it and probably thinking of the money at the end.
By nine-thirty, Stephanie and Robert were glad to retire to their rooms and Matt and Melissa were glad that the pretence was over for another day.
Melissa shook her head as she pulled her sweater off for the evening and discarded her bra on the floor. Her tits were soon in Matt’s face before they eventually lay on the sofa kissing.
While Stephanie sat up in bed reading and Robert played on one of his many Android games, Melissa and Matt were off to bed, her bed, and with Matt’s cock in her hand and a smile on her face.
Day 4
The psychologists had an early start to the day. On the menu was the relationship between Matt and Melissa, it was unreal, too smooth, too easy for them; something had to be done. They couldn’t understand why they were getting on so well together. It was the TV presenters that stood their ground and enforced the No Cameras after Ten rule, otherwise, the psychologists would have switched them on through sheer intrigue.
There was a slip up that no one seemed to notice, except Matt. While cooking the pasta bake for the evening Melissa bent over to pull the dish out of the oven. She was wearing a short skirt and Matt looked down at her bottom as he turned from laying the table for their evening meal. He nearly slipped his finger into her juicy pussy by mistake and it was only the fact that Melissa had stood up quickly that prevented him from doing so.
That footage of Melissa was aired. Neither Stephanie nor Robert picked it up. The strategically placed camera from the wall at ninety degrees to the oven, clearly saw Melissa’s pink pussy lips wink at it. Even the newspaper journalists must have missed it because there was nothing in the more degrading newspapers of the following day.
At the other end of the foursome, Robert and Stephanie had started to get along, a little. They were at least helping each other to prepare the meal and cook. In one scene, Stephanie even smiled at him, though the cameras didn’t record what he had said. In fact, it may well have been edited out.
At five past nine in the evening while Melissa and Matt were watching the end of the specially aired TV programme. Melissa, however, was watching the little red lights on the cameras and saw them wink off. She breathed a sigh of relief, reaching for Matt’s cock and rushing to undo his trousers as soon as they were off. She dropped down on top of him while she pulled his cock free and sucked her lips over the end of his dick. She sucked hard and didn’t stop until she had her just desserts.
Melissa smiled on the way to bed, she was one excited bitch and she couldn’t wait for the following day.
Day 5
At nine that morning, Matt made a call to Stephanie from the comfort of his bed, after he had left Melissa to shower and after he had made her come three times. It was just as well telephones didn’t transmit smells as his face smelt of pussy juice. The call was prompted by a text from Stephanie to call him early. It had arrived at eight in the morning, the precise time when Matt was buried between Melissa’s thighs.
He had prepared his excuses – too much wine the night before and up too late drinking was on top of his list plus the fact that he hadn’t heard the text come through.
Stephanie was almost in tears and not wanting to continue with this husband swap or whatever it was called. Matt had taken a whole twenty minutes to calm her down, reasoning that if she stuck with it for two more days they would have a handsome paycheck to do whatever they wanted, a holiday, a new car, even pay off some of the mortgage. By the end of the call, Stephanie had agreed, two more days of hell and then they could live it up.
As it happened Stephanie and Robert got on great that day, the sport was reduced to a three hour period and cooking and history were back on the menu. Surprisingly, Robert even learnt that he could make a Tarte Tatin and proceeded to make the evening’s dessert.
Melissa and Matt got through the day without any mishaps, though it was clear that Melissa was having some issues with her breathing the closer it got to nine o’clock. You could tell from her mannerism; the biting of the lip, the constant glances at the time and being completely uninterested in the aired show from the other end.
By eight-fifty in the evening, she was swallowing hard and forcing herself to avoid looking in Matt’s direction, who on this occasion, had sat in the chair to her side while she curled up on the sofa. At one point she was caught drumming her fingers on the top of the arm of the sofa.
The psychologists caught the action on their screens and were intrigued, though none of it was shown to the general public as all transmissions made from the show had to be fully authorised.