Entre les Actes
The next day Kathy sent an email detailing the plan. Her ambitious plan was to make two videos with two different men on the same day. She wanted one video to be discreet, carefully avoiding her face and the second to be very clearly of her. She asked for them to make the videos as tasteful and artistic as they could. She told Kate to buy an HD Digital Camcorder for which she would reimburse her.
Kathy cut her day short on Friday to have dinner with her son, little Will Junior, who was no longer little, and his lovely wife. They had been cryptic as to why they wanted to meet Kathy and Will for dinner. Kathy’s suspicions were confirmed when she was told she would be a grandmother in seven months. It was a wonderful night. She was fully ready to be a grandmother.
When they got home she went to their room and changed into some Agent Provocateur lingerie and set up a video to stream to the TV via their wyfi network, then sashayed into the living room, switched off the TV and sat in her husband’s lap. She’d worn this outfit several times before with other men and received very high praise, so she knew he’d like it. A pang of guilt hit when she thought that it appeared she had bought it just for him though he was the fourth man to see her wearing it. She quashed the thought by reminding herself she bought lingerie for herself, not for her lovers or fuck buddies.
“Do I look like your grandmother?” she asked with feigned annoyance at finding out she would be a grandmother.
She knew she did not. She not only worked out in the horizontal fashion on half of her nights on the road, she made a point to only stay in hotels with full fitness rooms which she used every morning. Besides her fitness routine, she also had all the modern medical magic that money could buy to stave off old age. As such, at 54, she still had no trouble bedding any man she cast her eye upon, of any age. She was a shapely size 10 and her flat belly lent positive attention to her curvy hips and 36D bust that had only been firmed and lifted slightly, not enlarged, by the very expensive plastic surgeon several years before.
She most certainly did not look like any grandmother William Coffee had ever envisioned. He took all of her beauty in. His wife was still the head turner she had been when he first laid eyes on her over thirty years ago. She was a trophy girlfriend and now over three decades later, she still was a trophy wife. Even if she weren’t the wonderful person and sexual tiger she was, he’d be willing to marry her just to look at her. She wore her hair shorter now, but she was ageing only slowly and gracefully like a movie star.
And, like a movie star, one could not expect her to remain monogamous and not have lovers on the side, it was part of the cache’ of having her as his wife. He had known that fact way back when they first became more than fuck buddies. The process from him being just another of her many casual relationships, to being her fiancé’ had taken half a year, and during the entire time she had not only been having sex with other guys, she would tell him about what she had done with whom. The whom, more often than not had been his frat buddies. She was not ashamed and he was not jealous….well….not very jealous. But that lifestyle of sleeping with his friends tapered off as they became a serious couple and had ended with her engagement ring, except for the year the three of them were involved with Hank.
She kissed him lightly, then with full tongue, but only for a moment before rising to switch the big TV on, but not to the news, but to the video she’d set up. It was carefully chosen, not porn, but a film by the Italian director Tino Brass about a beautiful wife who sleeps around on her doting husband. In the end he finds out but doesn’t object to her philandering. It was in Italian, so they had to read the subtitles.
Will loved her outfit and it was soon evident that this was not an art film, but not a porn either, perhaps something in between. He was amused that she thought she was so clever. He had noticed her choice of porn had become focused clearly on wives who slept around. When the wife in the movie made love to a paramour his wife unzipped his slacks and slipped her hand through the fly of his boxers. By the second love scene she had his pants open, and his penis out for her to slowly stroke. Watching the movie, he could not help but wonder if she had had another man’s penis in her hand this past week, or in her mouth. The thought made him more aroused than the movie. He leaned over to kiss her, he wondered had these lips been wrapped around another man’s penis recently?
He knew with a fair degree of certainty she’d had lovers in the past. She had not been all too careful when she had carried on with a neighbor about a decade ago. She would take “walks” and come home smelling of sex. Once he had pounced on her when she walked in the door, only to find her labia bright red. He pounced on her not in anger, but in arousal knowing for sure what she’d been doing. He’d climaxed in a matter of minutes knowing the sloppiness of her vagina was because the neighbor had just vacated it. Yet even in this both he and she maintained the external fiction that she was monogamous.
After he’d come to his senses and ended the thing with Hank, he’d chosen his words carefully when he told her, “I have a public office and I cannot ever be seen to be condoning adultery in myself or others.” He was sure she was sharp enough to follow what that meant and did not mean. On several occasions he had repeated the same thing after they had reminisced their time with Hank during passionate moments. He wanted to ask her if she was indeed sexually active outside their marriage so many times, but he never did. That would be violating his own “don’t ask, don’t tell” rule.
They did not finish the movie before they made love on the floor. And it was love, not just sex for both of them.
The intervening week was one of pensiveness for both Kate and Cheryl. After those whispered words at the café, neither admitted that this endeavor was so very sexually charged. Instead, they both reverted to the more comfortable pretext that they were helping Kathy with her marriage. It helped to focus on the technical challenges. Both Kate and Cheryl did internet “research” on line for erotic video technique. Though the research led to several sessions of self-pleasure for each of the women, neither even hinted to the other they had done so. Kate, after both her research and a long talk with the man at the camera shop, took it upon herself to buy a video tripod, a florescent light bank on a stand and a reflector board.
Light and Heat in a Hotel Suite
Kate had never even been in The Grand Bohemian hotel, though it was just across the street from the famed Biltmore House and not three miles from her home. She picked up a key at the desk and she and Cheryl moved their camera set up to room 312. The room, or suite rather, was stunning, not at all like the type of hotel in which she usually stayed. Rich furniture and real art décor filled the sitting room and the adjacent bedroom. A large window illuminated the sitting area and another shone light on the oversized tub in the marble clad bathroom. Not only was it impressive, but it helped Kate shift into her desired mode of cinematographer. Her sister had encouraged her to think of herself in that manner and assured her she would have complete artistic freedom. Though Kate had minored in art history, she had only had one class in cinematography. She knew by focusing on herself as artist in this case, this experience would be easier to justify.
After some discussion, Kate and Cheryl decided to shoot the “session” that would feature her sister’s identity clearly first, using the natural lighting provided in the sitting room while it was still daytime. It was currently 3:00 PM and her sister had told her she and her lover would arrive at 3:30. The second session was scheduled for approximately 9:00 and she decided to use the bedroom and their light bank to create directed lighting with dark shadows to obscure Kathy’s face.
Cheryl, for her part just followed her friend’s directions. She would be using the large, collapsible reflector to even out the lighting by reflecting the sun from the back of the room. As the time grew closer to 3:30 she could feel her pulse quickening and her sexual arousal grow. She might be able to put on the facade of this being art or helping out Kate’s sister, but the tingling sensitivity in her crotch told her the real reason she was here was to watch another couple have sex. Her motives were purely prurient and she knew it.
The room door finally opened and Kathy strode in followed by a nice looking man. A young man, apparently not older than 35. He was tall and on the thin side, but fit, with a full head of dark blond hair. Kathy was dressed in another finely made skirt suit, he was more casually dressed, a sort of bohemian look (as opposed to ratty redneck). He looked every bit the starving artist for which her town was justly famous.
“So, are you guys ready?” Kathy said brightly “Because I can promise you both Drew and I are ready to go.” With that she kissed him lightly and groped his bulging crotch. Then she introduced her sister “This is my baby sister Kate and her best friend Cheryl. Kate’s going to be our director and cinematographer, so she’ll tell us what to do.” Then she said to Kate “So, tell us what to do.”
Kate had already thought this part out. She instructed them both to strip to their underwear and for Drew to sit on the right end of the couch that she had moved to best frame them in the light. “Kate, I want you to come from the bathroom, sit down and do what you do naturally until I stop you.”
With a cheery “OK”, Kathy removed her skirt, blouse and jacket, carefully hanging them up. Drew pulled off all but his plaid boxers, from which a tent stood out plainly.
“Drew, those boxers are just too busy looking.” Kate instructed “Cheryl, get him a towel to use instead of the boxers.”
He unceremoniously dropped and kicked away his boxers, his full erection in full view of Kate and Cheryl who had returned with a bath towel. It was only then that Kathy realized he was shaven entirely with the exception of his head, he didn’t have one hair. She’d never seen a man like that.
Strangely, Kate found herself calm and un-aroused, but Cheryl thought her heart would explode. She couldn’t really quite believe this was really going to happen right in front of her.
In the bathroom, Kathy found herself also unusually aroused. For all her sexual exploits she’d only had a non-participating audience on a few occasions, one of those being her sister over a decade ago. And, most important, she knew the camera would be her beloved husbands view. This was for him….mostly. She felt confident that her sister would do a great job on the videos after half a dozen long phone conversations over the week about ideas and methods. One thing about Kate, she never half-did anything in her entire life and this video project was not any different. She even suspected that from this point on, it would take only the slightest suggestion and she’d have her sister as videographer on call whenever she wanted her.
She looked herself over in the mirror and touched up her make-up. When the cue for her entrance came, she decided to remove her panties at the very last second. Clad in a dark blue Agent Provocateur garter and lace bra, she made her entrance. Suddenly she was hyper conscience of her every move. How much should she sashay? Was that too much or too little? Did she step hard enough to get a bounce out of her breasts?
Fortunately the time and distance was small, and she found herself standing over her young lover. She leaned over and kissed him. First softly then open mouthed and full of sexual desire. Just as her body was getting into it… “Hold it.” Came her sister’s voice “Let’s do that again, but Cheryl, you move the reflector board over to your left about five feet, and I’m going to move the camera over here.”
Take two stopped after several minutes of kissing and she had begun to slide down his body to begin a blow job.
“That’s creating too much of a dark spot” Kate said “Kathy, we will pick up just when you begin to kiss his neck. What I want you to do is to guide him to sit on the arm of the couch, one leg on the ground and one against the back cushion, so that when you begin to give him head, your right in the light…here” she pointed to where she was to be giving this guy a blow job. Kathy was both pleased and a bit annoyed that her sister was taking this so seriously. The video would be great, but she thought it would be hard to maintain the heat if she kept interrupting. Then she happened to glance at Cheryl, her face and body gave away that she was very much waiting with anticipation for Kathy to get down to real sex. It would be easy to perform for such an eager audience.
“Go” Kate said when she was ready. She really did want this to go off right. Deep down she knew she’d get off on watching this later, but now all she was thinking about was the light from the window and the damned shadows. She knew from her homework that moving the camera too much was a common beginner’s error, so once the frame was filled with her sister sucking the man’s penis deeper than she thought possible, she left it untouched for what seemed way too long before zooming out and slowly moving her tripod over to her left so as to get a better view of Drew’s face. She was glad she did. As his arousal grew his face turned red and he began to breathe harder and faster. She was still surprised however, when Drew announced “Yea, I’m gonna cum!” She snapped the quick release that connected the camera to tripod and reframed on her sister’s hand that stroked the long shaft and her lips that were working magic on the large head. When his breathing reached a crescendo, he groaned “Yes!” and his heavy breathing stopped. She zoomed in, not sure what her sister would do. Her sister kept her pace with hand and lips and only a momentary buildup of which goo in the corner of her mouth indicated her mouth was filling with his semen. She slowed her pace as his breath slowed but didn’t remove her mouth until he was fully done.
When his body visibly relaxed, Kathy stood up and pushed a drop of semen from the edge of her lip into her mouth. She then looked to her sister and asked, “How’d that look?”
“Amazing!” was the reply from Cheryl across the room. Kate seconded “Amazing.”
Kathy stood and kissed the “male model” full on the mouth. He clearly did not object to the semen flavored kiss. Then she said “I suggest we take a short break, then we should do 69 for a bit to get him fluffed back up. He’s always good for at least two rounds and usually three.”
And she was right. Kate videoed her sister climaxing twice to his, evidently considerable, oral talents while Kathy worked him at the same time bringing him back to full staff. Even as Kathy was gasping for breath after her third orgasm, Kate began to direct again. “OK, that was great, let’s use that erection while we’ve got it. Drew, you sit in this chair…” she said indicating a leather Queen Anne arm chair she was moving. She placed it to sit with the window light shining at just off the left armrest. “…with your butt near the edge. Kate, as soon as you’re ready, I want you to straddle him facing me, your right leg just forward of your left. On my queue, slowly work your way down onto him. Use your fingers to spread your lips over the head, and give me time to get it all before slowly, really slowly, lowering down. Cheryl, I need you to sit here in front of them and reflect the window light up from the bottom to where shadows will naturally form.” Cheryl’s eyes got big, but she took her place in front of the Queen Anne chair and fiddled with the reflector trying to get the sun.
Kathy realized her sister had completely lost herself in the director’s role.
Kate watched for a minute then said “Let’s do this, but let’s practice that part once so I can check out the lighting before I use the camera.” Motioning to her sister “Are you ready to do this?”
She said she was and took her place over Drew’s shaft.
“OK, now lower yourself down on to him.” Kate directed. Kathy’s left hand gripped the chair’s arm and her right hand opened her lips up and placed them over the bullet shaped head like a cap before grabbing the armrest so she was comfortable “Is this what you’re looking for?”
“Yes, and hold it like that from when I start the camera till I motion you to continue. I’ll be panning down, starting on your face and ending with a tight shot of your lips over his head before I zoom out. That will build the tension up before the real sex begins.” The director replied. “Cheryl, move the board till you light up the inside of Kathy’s leg.” It took a few tries but she found the spot “Good, now keep it there. Kate, go all the way down and let me look at the lighting.”
Once Kate was satisfied, she took her place behind the camera on the tripod. “Ready. Rolling.” And the red light came on, and she took her time working down Kathy’s body before she used her hand to indicate it was time for Kathy to start her descent.
Kathy knew exactly what she would do to make this work. When Kate’s camera moved from her face she turned and looked Cheryl right in the eye and gave her the best “I want to fuck you” look from less than four feet away. She kept that eye contact till Kate moved the camera back for a broad overview. It was Kathy who decided to reverse her position, so that she rode Drew’s lap facing away from him and right to Cheryl. For over ten minutes of film time she fucked Drew and masturbated to two more climaxes while looking right into Cheryl’s eyes. Kate saw what was going on and did not think further than how that would be great for the heat of the scene. Kathy finally told her sister she just couldn’t do this position anymore, her legs were utterly spent. Kate was having more fun with this than her sister thought she’d have.
When the camera went off, Cheryl was physically sweating from her arousal. She could not remember having ever in her life been so turned on without physical stimulation. When they took a second break, Kathy whispered in Cheryl’s ear “He’d be glad to do you too”. Cheryl’s lie, that she didn’t want to do that, didn’t convince either of them. But, the lie after Kathy’s second whispered suggestion “We have time for you to go to the bathroom and get yourself off” was even less convincing. Especially since as soon as Kathy’s attention was shifted away from her she did exactly that, went in the bathroom and masturbated to an orgasm in less than two minutes. Back in the room Kathy’s knowing smile both embarrassed her and restarted her arousal.
There were two more scenes Kate had planned. One began with Kathy stripping out of her lingerie and then Drew doing her as she leaned over the Queen Anne nude and the final was on the floor. For this they moved the furniture back and Cheryl was instructed to stay at a 45° angle to the camera. Once that was shot, she then told Kathy “Now, I’m finished with what I had preplanned except for a final closing scene; now I want you to show what you enjoy doing most with Drew. I only ask that you keep in mind the light is coming from the window, and I need you also to keep an eye on where I am with the camera and don’t close off the interesting things. I’ll be editing this, but the more good hot footage to work from I have, the better.”
Kate’s freestyle scene lasted a full hour. They fucked and sucked and fucked some more in quite a few positions that Cheryl had never seen or even imagined. She wanted to reach out and touch his penis so badly it hurt. A hundred excuses came to her as to why it would be OK for her to let him fuck her. In the end she was saved from making a decision by the time.
It was nearly 6:00 when Kathy had finished filming the closing scene designed by Kate. In the scene Drew lay spent and exhausted on the floor, Kathy picked up the six condoms they had used during the filming and casually tossed them in the trash. Then, fully nude, stood up and addressed the camera, or addressed her husband rather. “I love you Will. I’m sure you liked watching this as much as Kate and I had making it.”
After Kathy and Drew left, Kate and Cheryl went downstairs to the hotel restaurant. They didn’t say a word for the longest time after they sat down at their table. Both their minds were so full.
“That was the most sexually exciting thing I’ve ever, I mean ever, been a part of.” Cheryl blurted out. “You know your sister offered to let me have sex with him when they were done. I know I sound trashy, but I think I would have done it if there had been time and she’d offered again. I’d have felt bad later, but damn it, I would have done the deed right in front of you guys, I was that turned on. Hell, I’m still that turned on or else I wouldn’t be telling you all this”
Kate just looked at her. “Yea, I know what you’re saying, especially since from the time I watched her before, but this was different for me, I didn’t have room in my head to call it sexual, I really really want this project to turn out nice. Since I was a kid I’ve looked up to her and followed her, and now I have an opportunity to do something for her.”
Cheryl thought for a moment then said very quietly, “If this second session is like the first I might break down and beg to join in. After you’re done with me of course.” Her friend added.
“I don’t know what I would have done that first time if I’d come back a couple hours later and watched her again. I might have joined too. I gotta admit, now, as it runs over in my head, it’s turning me on to know I was there and directing them to do what they did. I mean that was pretty kinking telling my sister, step by step, how to screw a man. I’ve never in my life ever talked to a woman about her pussy lips, but bold as brass, I told Kathy to spread them over the head of his dick.”
They both laughed and Cheryl agreed “Yea, that was pretty bold, and hot. Remember I was on the ground watching from like two feet away. It’s a sight I’ll never forget.”
“Did you find it disturbing?” Kate asked
“Yea, disturbingly hot!” Cheryl ejected “Would you think I was a lesbo if I said I so wanted to lick your sister as he did her. Because I had to fight the urge to put my mouth right on that ridge that leads up to her clit”
They both laughed again.
“So” Kate brought them back to their task “For this second shoot, we will pull the drapes and darken the room as much as possible, then I’ll use our light bank to light only from the left corner of the bed and I’ll shoot from just a few angles. When we get back I’ll use you as a test subject, I’d like to know how it will look before we shoot it with Kate.”
It was past eight when they’d set up for the test shots. “OK, get on the bed and I’ll direct you.”
“Do you want me to get naked?” Cheryl asked. Just setting up for the scene had gotten her going again, and getting naked on the bed and pretending to make love seemed oh so right at the moment.
Kate had not actually thought of that, but now she remembered from years ago when she took art photography that clothing absorbed much more lighting than did bare skin and so you had to light it differently. “You don’t have to, but it would help. So, I guess if you don’t mind.”
“I don’t” Cheryl said as her oxford shirt was already fully unbuttoned. Inside a minute, she beheld her friend of a dozen years naked for the first time.
“Damn, woman, you look fine, why don’t you show off that body more often” Kate said, and she meant it, she was truly surprised that under the expensive but frumpy clothes her friend wore, was a very shapely body that defied her forty something age. The years had filled out the boy figure into one of nice but subtle curves. Even her boyish short haircut looked sexy with her naked. “What size bra are you wearing now? A 34 C, perhaps?”
“Thanks, and yes I moved into a 34 C two years ago.” Cheryl replied
“Does Curtis know how hot you are? Get up on the bed on all fours”
Complying with the direction she answered, “If he does, I don’t hear much about it.”
Kate moved the lights around and then picked up the reflector. “His loss. OK, turn your body to the right.” She moved to look at several angles. “Get on your back with the pillow over you like a man”
Cheryl could not help but imagine what it would be like to have a new man on her, in her. It had been ten years since she’d done anyone but Curtis, and even when they first made love, she’d been a bit disappointed. The years had only made it worse. She opened her legs and lay the big, king sized, pillow down between her legs. It felt good. She didn’t even know she’d begun humping up on the pillow when Kate said from behind the camera “Keep doing that, it’s really hot.”
She began to freeze with embarrassment, but her body did not, she just wrapped her legs up and around the big pillow pulling it into her and continued thrusting. Kathy moved the tripod to the right and then picked up the reflector with the camcorder still recording. She went to the head of the bed and reflected light on to her friend. “Put your right hand on your breast and stimulate your nipple” she directed. Cheryl complied “and, now your left hand, put it under the pillow and stimulate your clit.” Again her friend obeyed.
Cheryl was beyond reason; she was in that zone when sexual desire overwhelms reason. She could feel a great climax building. Kate kept up her experiments with the reflector. “Now move to your side, and move the pillow away.” Rather than being put off by the direction, they were part of Cheryl’s arousal. Kate moved the camera again. Cheryl climaxed and stopped masturbating.