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My Wife's Fun Job

My Wife’s Fun Job

by Dr. Olivia Udell

My wife shot her first adult video the Tuesday before our wedding. She shot her second on Wednesday. She shot her third on Thursday. She shot her fourth on Friday which I later found out was why she was late for our rehearsal dinner.

Did I know any of this? Of course not.

Would I have approved? No.

Would I have married her had I known? Probably not.

That is why she did not tell me. Not then. Not on our Honeymoon. In fact not until we got back home.

The wedding was wonderful. Alicia was radiant in a shimmering bright white silk satin halter top wedding dress. Her small, firm, high riding, perky breasts and hard nipples clearly showing under the tight fabric. The top was backless, held tight by laces which made a trellis pattern across her back. She had a long veil which was secured over her long golden tresses by a gold ringlet crown. Her green eyes sparkled. Her smile was broad and her happiness clearly evident. What wasn’t seen by me or anyone else was the semen running out of her pussy and down her legs. Yes she made her fifth video on the morning of our wedding. That one was shot with three men, each of whom came deep in her pussy, and in which she was double penetrated and made air tight.

I was clueless. No one knew except her ** year old sister, Tanya, the Maid of Honor, and she was not telling.

The wedding night was wonderful. Alicia was willing, responsive, and hotter than she had ever been before. So I ...

... was exhausted the next afternoon when we boarded our flight to Paris.

Neither of us had ever been to Paris, or outside the country for that matter unless you count Canada and since we both grew up in Niagara, no one did, since crossing the boarder was a common enough thing for shopping, going out to eat, seeing friends and relatives, and just about anything else. It was a magical trip, starting in Paris and wandering south to Provence, Nice, and Monaco. Alicia seemed sexier everyday, she was certainly sexual, we made love, we fucked, we rutted. The sex was amazing, we went from soft and loving to hard and rough and back again. My. Cock was ever hard and her pussy ever wet. It was a very good time.

As is always the case, eventually we had to return home. Not back to Niagara but to San Diego, where we had been living for the previous three months and where I had gotten a new position earning 3 times my previous salary. Enough that Alicia did not have to worry about working if she did not wish to. She had been unhappy working for a marketing/P.R. firm which she had been happy to leave using the marriage and honeymoon as a convenient excuse.

On the Wednesday after we returned, I got home from work and Alicia had made an amazing gourmet dinner. This was a bit of a treat and a surprise since I usually did the cooking. After dinner, while we were snuggling on the couch, pretending to watch t.v. but actually sexually teasing each other, Alicia said “Honey there is something I ...