The cameras clicked and flashed. Any viewer of the picture would be able to see through the sheer fabric I had chosen to wear to the Adult Film Awards. This was going to be my awards show. I was nervous, but Johnny my favourite co-star was practically holding me up, my arm hooked in his elbow.
I bet you are wondering how I got here, correct? New Starlet of the year is an amazing honor, and six months ago even the bag-boy at Bulk N' Buy didn't know my name. I was a simple woman, and I did the things most stay-at-home housewives do. My schedule for Wednesday mornings were always the same.
6:15 Cook Tom's breakfast
6:45 Kiss Tom, and see him off to work
6:50 Dishes
7:00 Running and Spinning
8:00 Grocery Shopping
I never wore anything fancy to do grocery shopping, I preferred to be comfortable. Looking back now, I guess I was still desirable. I had worn a simple tank top, and some cut off jean shorts with my favourite tennis shoes. I have a petite frame, full C breasts, flat stomach with a piercing, and long brown hair, which was thrown into a ponytail.
The parking lot at Bulk N' Buy was empty as usual. I parked close to the store, and grabbed a grocery cart before heading inside. I did boxed goods and cans first, then produce, then walked to the back of the store where the meats were stored. I needed four steaks for this weekend for our dinner with the Hendersons.
Jan and Emerson Henderson had been our best friends since before we had gotten married. Jan was a curvy blonde, and Emerson had the body of a twenty year old football player.
I had just picked out four steaks when I heard a voice behind me.
"Excuse me, could I speak with you for a moment?"
I turned to face a dark skinned man. He had broad shoulders, and I could see his muscles rippling under his shirt, he looked straight out of a porno, little did I know he probably was.
"Sure, Mr... ?" I smiled.
"Call me Jonathan, I was just wondering if you had ever done any acting before?"
"Uhmmm, no, no I haven't," I stammered, blushing.
"Well, I think you would be perfect for our upcoming film. It's about young housewives, and you would fit in perfectly." His eyes were grazing up and down my figure.
"Housewives? Is it some sort of documentary?"
He chuckled and smiled at me.
"You could say that. Here, take my card." He pulled a small white business card out of his pocket. "There is a website on the back, take a look. If you like what you see, and think you would be interested, give me a call. We start filming next Friday."
With that, he turned and walked away. I looked down at the card he had passed me.
"New Wave Video," I said out loud, reading the front of his card.
His name was at the bottom, along with a telephone number, both office and a cell.
I flipped it over and looked at the website printed beneath a female silhouette. Thinking nothing more of the encounter I threw the card into my purse and went to pay for my groceries.
That evening Tom and I had dinner, and afterwards Tom took the rest of his wine to his study. I finished up the dishes, did some reading, and got ready for bed.
Tom and I had sex twice a week. Usually on Wednesdays, and again on Sundays. It was always boringly vanilla. Blow job, cunnilingus, which usually resulted in a faked orgasm on my part, and then sex in the missionary position. Afterwards, both of us would fall asleep.
That night however, I laid in bed thinking about that day. The encounter I had endured with Jonathan was stuck in my brain, and I carefully slipped out of bed.
I quietly snuck downstairs, and finding my purse on the stand by the door I dug around inside until finding the card I had been given.
My laptop was in the living room, and I curled up on the couch with it and some leftover wine from dinner. I typed in the address on the back of the card.
"Oh. My. God," I whispered.
My screen was filled with video clips of pornos! The heading at the top of the site read "Slutty Housewives".
There were women eating out other women. There were women with two men. Women taking cocks considerably larger than my husband's in every hole I could think of. I clicked on one of the videos.
A petite girl similar looking to me appeared on the screen.
I bet you are wondering how I got here, correct? New Starlet of the year is an amazing honor, and six months ago even the bag-boy at Bulk N' Buy didn't know my name. I was a simple woman, and I did the things most stay-at-home housewives do. My schedule for Wednesday mornings were always the same.
6:15 Cook Tom's breakfast
6:45 Kiss Tom, and see him off to work
6:50 Dishes
7:00 Running and Spinning
8:00 Grocery Shopping
I never wore anything fancy to do grocery shopping, I preferred to be comfortable. Looking back now, I guess I was still desirable. I had worn a simple tank top, and some cut off jean shorts with my favourite tennis shoes. I have a petite frame, full C breasts, flat stomach with a piercing, and long brown hair, which was thrown into a ponytail.
The parking lot at Bulk N' Buy was empty as usual. I parked close to the store, and grabbed a grocery cart before heading inside. I did boxed goods and cans first, then produce, then walked to the back of the store where the meats were stored. I needed four steaks for this weekend for our dinner with the Hendersons.
Jan and Emerson Henderson had been our best friends since before we had gotten married. Jan was a curvy blonde, and Emerson had the body of a twenty year old football player.
I had just picked out four steaks when I heard a voice behind me.
"Excuse me, could I speak with you for a moment?"
I turned to face a dark skinned man. He had broad shoulders, and I could see his muscles rippling under his shirt, he looked straight out of a porno, little did I know he probably was.
"Sure, Mr... ?" I smiled.
"Call me Jonathan, I was just wondering if you had ever done any acting before?"
"Uhmmm, no, no I haven't," I stammered, blushing.
"Well, I think you would be perfect for our upcoming film. It's about young housewives, and you would fit in perfectly." His eyes were grazing up and down my figure.
"Housewives? Is it some sort of documentary?"
He chuckled and smiled at me.
"You could say that. Here, take my card." He pulled a small white business card out of his pocket. "There is a website on the back, take a look. If you like what you see, and think you would be interested, give me a call. We start filming next Friday."
With that, he turned and walked away. I looked down at the card he had passed me.
"New Wave Video," I said out loud, reading the front of his card.
His name was at the bottom, along with a telephone number, both office and a cell.
I flipped it over and looked at the website printed beneath a female silhouette. Thinking nothing more of the encounter I threw the card into my purse and went to pay for my groceries.
That evening Tom and I had dinner, and afterwards Tom took the rest of his wine to his study. I finished up the dishes, did some reading, and got ready for bed.
Tom and I had sex twice a week. Usually on Wednesdays, and again on Sundays. It was always boringly vanilla. Blow job, cunnilingus, which usually resulted in a faked orgasm on my part, and then sex in the missionary position. Afterwards, both of us would fall asleep.
That night however, I laid in bed thinking about that day. The encounter I had endured with Jonathan was stuck in my brain, and I carefully slipped out of bed.
I quietly snuck downstairs, and finding my purse on the stand by the door I dug around inside until finding the card I had been given.
My laptop was in the living room, and I curled up on the couch with it and some leftover wine from dinner. I typed in the address on the back of the card.
"Oh. My. God," I whispered.
My screen was filled with video clips of pornos! The heading at the top of the site read "Slutty Housewives".
There were women eating out other women. There were women with two men. Women taking cocks considerably larger than my husband's in every hole I could think of. I clicked on one of the videos.
A petite girl similar looking to me appeared on the screen.
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She was on a couch playing with herself, and I could tell she was excited.
"Jonathan," I said, taking a rather large gulp of my wine.
The large, dark, attractive man I had seen in the grocery store came on screen. He was naked, and had one of the largest I had ever seen. He started eating out the female co-star, and she was really enjoying it.
He licked, and sucked, and fucked her with his mouth like I had never seen. I could feel my own panties getting wet at the sight of him pleasuring her. I slowly, and subconsciously, slid my hand down my panties. Lightly rubbing my lips and clit.
I couldn't stop watching. I was so turned on. She sucked him, then he took her from behind. He was fucking her hard, and my clit swelled up watching her slit glisten with juices from her own excitement.
"Oh, fuck yes," I moaned softly.
I orgasmed just as he shot his salty juice all over her face. My computer screen went black as the scene ended. I got up, washed my hands, and put my wine glass in the sink before going back to bed.
"That's fucking hilarious."
Jan and I were inside, but we could hear Emerson's loud laugh from outside on our porch.
"Carmen, are you okay?" Jan asked with concern as she took the plate I had just washed to dry it before putting it in the cabinet.
"Yea, I am fine." I gave her a half ass smile.
"That's bullshit and you know it. Tell me what's going on. We have been friends since high school and I can tell when your are feeding me shit and telling me it's apple-sauce."
This is why I loved Jan. She had the mouth of a sailor, but she was straight to the point and caring.
"I don't know if I can tell you. You will probably go nuts," I smiled at her.
"Unless you killed someone, in which case I don't want to be an accessory, tell me what's going on."
I sighed.
"Fine, but lets sit in the living room where Tom and Emerson can't hear."
I told her everything. I told her about Jonathan at the grocery store. I told her about the website, leaving out the part about my orgasm afterwards. I told her about how "vanilla" my sex life with my husband was, and last of all I told her that I was considering doing it.
Jan sat for a moment in silence after I finished. I tried to gauge her face to tell her reaction, but I couldn't.
"I say go for it," Jan shouted, pulling me into a huge hug.
"Huh, don't judge, wait, what?" I stammered, wondering if I had heard her correctly. "Are you really saying I should do a porno?"
"Sure, why the hell not?" Jan grinned.
"I'm fucking married, Jan. Tom would never allow it."
"Who says Tom has to know?" Jan took my hand, offering me some comfort.
"I guess, but he will wonder. How can I face him knowing I had sex with someone the day before?"
"It's a job, and someone has to do it."
I laughed and smiled at Jan.
"I guess you are right. I mean, my marriage has been lacking in that department. I know that Tom is older than I am by ten years, but I didn't think he would lose his drive this soon"
I felt awful talking about this to Jan, but she was my best friend. Tom and Emerson had come in by then, and Jan hugged me before she left.
"You deserve happiness too, Carmen," she whispered before letting me go.
I waited until Tom left for work Tuesday before calling the number on the card Jonathan had given me. A lady answered the phone, and placed me on hold.
A few moments later a deep voice answered on the other end.
"Johnny here."
I smiled.
"Uh, Hey. This is Carmen, from Bulk N' Buy. I decided I would like to know more about this movie."
"Oh. I was hoping you would call. If you want some more information I can make an appointment at my office for you to come in and see me. When is good for you?"
I paused for a moment, making sure I wanted to actually answer his question.
"Afternoon is good. My husband will be at work"
"Good, tomorrow afternoon, say around two?" he asked after glancing through his planner.
"Okay. Fine."
We exchanged the address and made plans to meet at his office.
I couldn't believe I was actually going to do this.
I was really going to be in a porno.
"Jonathan," I said, taking a rather large gulp of my wine.
The large, dark, attractive man I had seen in the grocery store came on screen. He was naked, and had one of the largest I had ever seen. He started eating out the female co-star, and she was really enjoying it.
He licked, and sucked, and fucked her with his mouth like I had never seen. I could feel my own panties getting wet at the sight of him pleasuring her. I slowly, and subconsciously, slid my hand down my panties. Lightly rubbing my lips and clit.
I couldn't stop watching. I was so turned on. She sucked him, then he took her from behind. He was fucking her hard, and my clit swelled up watching her slit glisten with juices from her own excitement.
"Oh, fuck yes," I moaned softly.
I orgasmed just as he shot his salty juice all over her face. My computer screen went black as the scene ended. I got up, washed my hands, and put my wine glass in the sink before going back to bed.
"That's fucking hilarious."
Jan and I were inside, but we could hear Emerson's loud laugh from outside on our porch.
"Carmen, are you okay?" Jan asked with concern as she took the plate I had just washed to dry it before putting it in the cabinet.
"Yea, I am fine." I gave her a half ass smile.
"That's bullshit and you know it. Tell me what's going on. We have been friends since high school and I can tell when your are feeding me shit and telling me it's apple-sauce."
This is why I loved Jan. She had the mouth of a sailor, but she was straight to the point and caring.
"I don't know if I can tell you. You will probably go nuts," I smiled at her.
"Unless you killed someone, in which case I don't want to be an accessory, tell me what's going on."
I sighed.
"Fine, but lets sit in the living room where Tom and Emerson can't hear."
I told her everything. I told her about Jonathan at the grocery store. I told her about the website, leaving out the part about my orgasm afterwards. I told her about how "vanilla" my sex life with my husband was, and last of all I told her that I was considering doing it.
Jan sat for a moment in silence after I finished. I tried to gauge her face to tell her reaction, but I couldn't.
"I say go for it," Jan shouted, pulling me into a huge hug.
"Huh, don't judge, wait, what?" I stammered, wondering if I had heard her correctly. "Are you really saying I should do a porno?"
"Sure, why the hell not?" Jan grinned.
"I'm fucking married, Jan. Tom would never allow it."
"Who says Tom has to know?" Jan took my hand, offering me some comfort.
"I guess, but he will wonder. How can I face him knowing I had sex with someone the day before?"
"It's a job, and someone has to do it."
I laughed and smiled at Jan.
"I guess you are right. I mean, my marriage has been lacking in that department. I know that Tom is older than I am by ten years, but I didn't think he would lose his drive this soon"
I felt awful talking about this to Jan, but she was my best friend. Tom and Emerson had come in by then, and Jan hugged me before she left.
"You deserve happiness too, Carmen," she whispered before letting me go.
I waited until Tom left for work Tuesday before calling the number on the card Jonathan had given me. A lady answered the phone, and placed me on hold.
A few moments later a deep voice answered on the other end.
"Johnny here."
I smiled.
"Uh, Hey. This is Carmen, from Bulk N' Buy. I decided I would like to know more about this movie."
"Oh. I was hoping you would call. If you want some more information I can make an appointment at my office for you to come in and see me. When is good for you?"
I paused for a moment, making sure I wanted to actually answer his question.
"Afternoon is good. My husband will be at work"
"Good, tomorrow afternoon, say around two?" he asked after glancing through his planner.
"Okay. Fine."
We exchanged the address and made plans to meet at his office.
I couldn't believe I was actually going to do this.
I was really going to be in a porno.