Counseling Show Stand-In Pt. 04

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters, companies, locales, and situations are entirely fictional creations of my imagination.

Recap: Mary and Stan were two frequently arguing coworkers. Mary was quiet and conservative, while Stan was outgoing and, occasionally, lewd. Through an unfortunate set of circumstances involving money troubles and Mary's husband's badly broken leg, they found themselves on the TV show "Intimate Explorations."

The show combined counseling and nudity to resolve conflicts. On the show, they were edged repeatedly on the pretense that it would improve their communication skills. After that, they continued onto an internet-only subscription follow-up show. Their extreme arousal led them to fuck twice in front of a live audience. During their second, doggie style screwing, Mary ate out Barb, the host of the show. The story picks up back at their hotel after the filming."

Mary drained her drink and went to her bedroom. She stripped and slipped under the sheets. Memories of the sights, sounds, and smells of the afternoon made her restless. Her hands seemed to have minds of their own as they stroked her still-sensitive skin.

After an hour of tossing and turning, she decided to get another drink and a gummy from the living room. Assuming that Stan was asleep, Mary only slipped on a T-shirt before exiting her room.

Only light from the window lit the empty living room. Reassured that no light seeped from under Stan's door, Mary poured herself a large bourbon and chewed on a gummy. She relaxed into a recliner and let her thoughts drift. After a while, her hand drifted down and began leisurely stroking her exposed and still-sensitive folds.

Stan tossed and turned as well. Finally giving up on sleep, he threw on his shorts and went quietly into the living room to get a drink and a gummy.

Quietly, he said, "I'm having trouble sleeping too. Mind if I join you?"

Enjoying her mellow feeling, Mary dreamily said, "Not at all. Have a seat. I figure a nice orgasm will help me sleep."

"Sounds good to me," Stan agreed. "You don't mind if I do the same?"

"Not at all, go ahead. You're nice to look at."

He dropped his shorts to free his thickening cock. He stood watching Mary for a moment, then moved closer and extended his hand towards her slick mound, asking, "May I use some of your lube?"

Mary nodded and slid her hand upwards to allow him access.

"Mmm, your hand feels nice," she murmured. Mary used the moment to pull her t-shirt over her head. She massaged her breasts and teased her nipples while Stan collected her moisture.

After he thoroughly coated his fingers, he sat in the recliner facing Mary and began stroking his rigid cock. One of Mary's hands returned to her pussy, while the other continued to pleasure her breasts. She curled two fingers into her slick channel. She slowly pumped while her palm stimulated the sensitive bud above.

The only sound was the squishing of Mary's fingers as they worked her depths, watching each other in silence. The scent of her arousal filled the room. Having had two spectacular orgasms earlier, they were in no rush to finish.

Eventually, Mary arched her back with a quiet "Ahhh" and settled back into the recliner. Her eyes found Stan's. His eyes roamed her body while he stroked. Her eyes widened and lips smiled when his seed erupted from his cock.

After a moment, he used some nearby napkins to clean himself. He stood and offered his hand to help Mary up from her recliner. They hugged each other warmly and then went to their separate bedrooms to sleep.

Mary awoke when the scent of fresh coffee drifted into her room. She stretched languidly in front of a mirror, admiring her shapely body. A satisfied pride filled her as she recalled the compliments from Stan and Barb the day before. "I guess I still got it," she thought.

Utterly bare for the first time since puberty, her newly bald pussy looked odd to her. After a few twists to view it from different angles, she decided she liked the look. She wondered what Steve, her husband, would think when he saw it.

Mary threw on a bra, panties, a t-shirt, and athletic shorts before emerging from her room in search of coffee.

"Good morning, sleepy head!" Stan greeted with a smile.

"What time is it?"

"Nearly 9 a. m."

"Woah, that's late for me. I'm usually up by 7:30."

"That's about the time I got up today. I slept in, too; I'm normally up at 5:30."

Stan spent time on his phone while Mary savored her coffee and ate the breakfast delivered by room service.

When Mary seemed fully awake, he said, "I've been thinking about yesterday and what to say to you and Steve. I had a great time, but I don't want an affair. You're one hot woman, and Steve is a lucky guy. Last night, we were naked together and didn't jump each other's bones, so I'm guessing you feel the same. I'd like us to remain friendly colleagues and nothing more."

"I feel the same way. It was a wild experience, but it needs to be a one-time thing. But what about Steve?" Mary asked.

"You're the one who's good with words, but I don't think even you could convey how aroused we were. The best thing would be for him to watch the show and hope he'll understand how desperately horny we were. Maybe we can get a copy from Barb to take back with us."

Mary agreed, called Barb, and explained what they wanted. Barb told them she would check with production and legal, but thought it would be possible. If so, she'd deliver it when she saw them the next day.

Mary called Steve. She started by asking about his leg. He reported that the physical therapist said he was healing faster than expected. He felt so good; he was going into work at the garage. Mary chided him to obey doctor's orders.

When Steve asked about the show, Mary replied, "You saw my text; we got the money!"

"Yeah, that was a lot more than we expected. How'd that happen?"

"They have a second, internet-only show, and we went on that too. I'm bringing home a recording tomorrow, and we can watch both shows together."

Thankfully, their conversation was interrupted when a mechanic entered Steve's office to ask a question. They said their goodbyes and disconnected.

Mary and Stan spent the rest of the day sightseeing around Los Angeles. They were pleasantly surprised to find that they wanted to visit most of the same places. They went to Malibu to watch the surfing for Mary, the swimmer. When Stan made lewd comments about some of the women, Mary held her tongue and even laughed a few times.

When they went to Muscle Beach for Stan, the former wrestler, Mary enjoyed making a few lewd comments of her own. When Stan looked at her in wonder, she laughed, "What? What's good for the goose is good for the gander."

At the end of the day, Stan observed, "You know, I think the show worked; we are getting along better."

Barb picked them up at 11 the next day to take them to the airport. After signing more legal forms, she gave each of them a thumb drive containing a rough draft of both shows. She stressed there was more post-production to be done and that their copy made no attempts to hide their genitals. The drive contained raw footage and specialized software for viewing it.

She also explained that Body Beautiful had shipped the promised gift baskets to their home addresses.

Their Saturday flight was on time and smooth. Steve was on crutches when he met them at the gate, wearing a big smile. "There she is, my very own TV star!"

Mary blushed deeply and gave him a big hug and kiss, "And there you are, my knight on wooden lances."

Not having any checked bags, they trooped out to the waiting car.

Once in the car and on the road, Stan complemented Steve, "Wow, you're pretty good on those sticks! You move quickly for someone with a broken leg."

"Yeah, it's healed faster than expected. I'm hoping they'll remove the cast next week."

Although it had only been 3 days, it felt much longer to the two travelers, and they questioned Steve about what they had missed. There was much to share about hurricane recovery, Steve's business picking up, and the good news that the next hurricane was moving away from them.

When Steve asked them about their trip, Stan and Mary talked about their site-seeing, the excellent restaurants, and the luxury hotel. When he asked about the show, Mary replied, "They let us have drinks and pot gummies before the show to calm our nerves. I wasn't as nervous as I feared. It ended up being both more fun and more embarrassing than I expected. But rather than talk about it, let's watch it when we get home, and you can see for yourself. Barb gave us a copy of the raw footage."

They dropped Stan off at his apartment and headed home. A large package was waiting for them by the front door. Checking its label, Barb exclaimed, "It's from Intimate Explorations. It's a gift basket from the show."

While Barb showered, Steve ordered dinner. Worried about how the evening would go, Barb made herself as alluring as possible. Inspired, she rummaged through her wardrobe to find an outfit similar to what she wore on the show. Before returning for dinner, she prepared the bedroom for later.

When Mary appeared, Steve exclaimed, "Hubba, Hubba! Who's this hot chick?"

Mary giggled and explained that she had picked up some make-up pointers from the crew.

After dinner, they settled in the living room. While Steve made drinks for them. Mary connected his laptop to their large-screen TV. Steve sat on the sofa, and Mary sat in a chair across from him. The laptop was next to her on a small table.

The more tech-savvy of the two, Mary, opened the thumb drive and found two folders labeled Intimate Explorations and In-Depth. In the first, she found video files labeled BarbCam, StanCam, and FullStage. Completing the short tutorial for the software, she discovered that a split-screen view could be used to watch all three recordings simultaneously.

Mary started the show. Noticing Mary's generous D-cups jiggle under her blouse as she took her seat on stage, Steve questioned, "You didn't wear a bra?"

"No. Wardrobe told Stan and I to go commando since underwear would make stripping more awkward."

"I knew there would be nudity, but I never thought about the details," Steve commented.

"Just keep watching; you ain't seen nothing yet," Mary said playfully.

Since the first round of questions repeated what they already knew, Mary distracted Steve by teasingly asking what he thought of Barb.

"She's a good-looking woman. But you'd look just as good if you wore that dress."

"You wouldn't object if I wore a plunging neckline like that?"

"Hell no, you'd look great!"

When the on-screen Mary took off her blouse in round two, the live Mary did the same and suggested, "Let's reenact it as we watch. It'll be fun!"

"Sounds good to me," Steve agreed while admiring his wife's bare breasts, torn between the real thing and the video view.

"That means you need to take off your shirt too!" Mary ordered.

Steve quickly complied. Mary's nipples stiffened as she admired his muscular torso and flat stomach.

As the questioning progressed in round 2, Steve commented, "I never knew his dad was in prison, did you?"

"Not until the show. Afterward, I asked if his dad was in the mob. He wasn't."

When Steve heard Mary's response to what she thought of Stan's physical appearance, Steve asked, "So you think Stan looks good, do you? What am I, chopped liver?"

"Yeah, Stan looks good for his body type. But I like yours a whole lot more!

"What about me? Do you agree with Stan about my boobs?" she asked, then playfully bounced them in her hands."

"I love your boobs! Come over here, and I'll show you!"

"No touching! We're reenacting the show!" Mary teased. She smiled when she saw the tent rising in his shorts.

Mary was surprised that the video continued during the break between rounds.

"You stayed topless for the break?"

"We had to; the crew took away our tops. Notice how they arranged it so we would face the audience during the break. It was a shock to see them so close to the stage.

"You must have loved it when the make-up guy powdered your nips," Steve laughed. "I know how sensitive they are."

"You have no idea! By then, the gummies had kicked in, and knowing the audience was watching added to the excitement. They were hard as rocks by the time he finished."

The show resumed, and when Barb directed the on-screen guests to strip, Mary stopped the video. She stood and dropped her skirt, revealing her hairless pussy and coyly asking, "Do you like the new look?"

Steve's jaw dropped, and then he growled, "Come over here so I can have a closer look."

Mary approached Steve but teasingly stopped out of reach, then ordered, "It's your turn, baby. Show me your stuff!"

Steve stood and dropped his shorts in a flash. Mary beamed at the thick, 7-inch circumcised cock she had missed so much.

His exposed, fully erect cock led the way as he lunged towards his wife. She laughed as she danced back, avoiding his grip. "We have a show to watch; there'll be plenty of time afterward."

"You're killing me, babe," he complained as they returned to their seats, and Mary restarted the video. When the on-screen Mary blurted "I like his cock" about Stan's member, Mary cooed, "Don't worry, hon, I like yours more!"

Hearing Stan describe how he liked the way her inner lips peeked out, Steve reddened. "Oh my god, honey, I'm so sorry I made you go on the show."

"Don't feel bad; we both agreed. Besides, it wasn't so bad. I mostly enjoyed the experience."

When on-screen Mary admitted that it had been over a month since she'd had sex, Mary stopped the video, "It must have been just as hard on you! No wonder you want to grab me."

"Let's stop the video and take care of that!"

"No, I want you to see the whole thing first. You're going to love the next part."

When Barb announced that Mary and Stan would be shaved in front of a live audience, Steve questioned, "You went along with it?"

"You heard me object, but Barb showed us the contract where we agreed to make-up and personal grooming. She explained we would be sued for the cost of the production if we stopped then; I had no choice.

"Now you're going to experience what I had to endure!"

While the video showed Adam and Eva explaining the process, Mary gathered a basin of water, washcloths, towels, and the supplies needed from the gift basket. "I'll be careful, but I'm going to shave you like Eva shaved Stan."

Steve's eyes followed his naked wife as she knelt between his legs, his cock rose, longing for her attention. Mary smiled at him as she raised the electric trimmer towards his groin. Copying Eva's actions on the screen, Mary started a few inches above Steve's cock and slowly trimmed downward. Teasingly coming closer, then moving away.

Steve's cock responded, rising every time she approached it, then slightly lowering as she moved away. The vibrations were driving him wild; each time, his rod grew harder and harder.

Mary blew her heated breath gently across his sensitive tip. "Sorry, we don't have the vacuum for the full experience, but I'll try to make up for it."

When his cock bobbed in response, Mary cooed, "Ooh, I like that!"

Mary put lotion on her hands before grasping Steve's member to guide it out of the way while she trimmed his balls. She loved its feel as it throbbed in her grip each time she moved it. Each throb increased the heat in her groin, and her pussy moistened.

Mary felt Steve's cock stiffen in her grip as she applied the vibrating trimmers to his balls. She smiled wickedly when she used her thumb to spread a drop of pre-cum over his cockhead.

As Eva did to Stan, Mary extended the trimming, pretending to search for stray hair until she felt the cock in her hand make a mighty bounce. She quickly withdrew her hand and the clippers, announcing, "That's all for this step."

"I was so close; how could you!" Steve complained.

"You don't want me to leave you with all that rough stubble, do you?" Mary teased.

Lacking stimulation from below, Steve's eyes went back to the video where he watched Mary and Stan go through the same intense teasing.

"Now imagine I was a porn star like Eva, and we were in front of a live audience," Mary prompted. "Maybe I should open the curtains?"

Steve blanched at the thought, then realized Mary was taunting him.

Mary laughed at his reaction but noticed that his cock twitched at the idea.

Next, Mary used a brush and shaving soap to work up a good lather and once again tackled Steve's crotch with glee. As she squatted, she made sure her generous breasts slid along his inner thighs. She thoroughly worked the lather into every square millimeter of his trimmed groin.

When she grasped his dick, she made a point of resting her thumb at the base of its helmet and made sure to slide her grip each time she moved his cock from side to side. She spent extra time lathering his balls and the base of his cock. Once again, she teased him to his limits before suddenly stopping.

Steve groaned as his cock throbbed in frustration. His eyes again turned to the screen and watched as Adam manipulated Mary's pussy. Her hard nipples and moist, swollen labia showed that she had to endure similar torture. He knew he should be upset about Adam's hand on his wife's pussy, but was conflicted by how arousing it was to watch. Not knowing what to say, he stayed silent.

Mary waited until the scene on screen played out, then picked up the razor and slowly lowered herself between Steve's legs, intentionally drawing Steve's eyes to her swaying breasts as she slid them between his thighs.

As with the trimmer, she started from above his cock. Each stroke of the razor was a tease as it approached his cock then withdrew. When it was time to shave around and beneath it, Mary's slick hand grasped his dick again, this time placing her thumb directly on its pre-cum lubricated head. Each time she shifted the cock, her thumb slid over the sensitive head, driving Steve closer and closer to the edge.

When she released his cock, Steve breathed deeply. He realized he had been holding his breath. His relief was short-lived. Mary tugged his balls away from his body as she shaved around them, gently squeezing them as she moved them from side to side. Again, he felt his cock surge in anticipation.

"Almost done," Mary smiled upward at Steve. "All that's left is the base of the cock."

She immediately closed her fist around his cock's head and began running the razor down his rod towards his balls.

"Whoa, boy!" she exclaimed as she felt his cock swell and twitch in her hand. "All done!"

Steve groaned.

They watched the action on screen. Mary stroked her needy folds, gently rubbing her bud, and feeling her wetness begin to seep down her thighs.

Steve was torn between the action on the screen and the hot woman inches away from his throbbing cock. Her scent was intoxicating and he yearned to drive his stiff cock into her depths.

"Now for the fun part," Mary cheered as she reached for the reactive depilatory cream.

Mary quickly but thoroughly applied the cream over Steve's cock, balls, and groin. The cool cream calmed Steve's arousal. He gave Mary a puzzled look. "This is the fun part?"

"Just wait; it takes a moment to activate." Did you hear that the cream uses an oscillating reaction to penetrate?"

Suddenly, Steve felt a gentle tingling. He looked down. The uniformly white cream now had swirls of red and pink appearing within it.

"How's it feel?" Mary asked. "I thought it felt like little tongues licking everywhere."

"My god, it feels like that to me, too. It's like getting thousands of little blowjobs. It's going to make me cum!"

Mary just smiled and watched his cock intently. As Adam and Eva did during the show, Mary kept the timer hidden from Steve's view. She read the cream's directions and realized it needed only 5 minutes but could stay on for 30 minutes. It confirmed what she had suspected, the two porn stars had intentionally edged them on the show, and she would do the same to Steve.

Her smile, and her inner heat, grew with each pulse of pre-cum that oozed from Steve's slit as his cock bounced upward. When she saw a bounce upward that didn't fall back, she quickly wrapped a cold, wet washcloth around his throbbing member.

Echoing the on-screen comments, Steve cried, "How could you? I was almost there!"

"Just one more step, I apply this cream. Hmm, the directions say to rub it in thoroughly; you'll like that."

After carefully applying the cream to his less-sensitive areas, Mary squirted a large amount into her hand, rubbed her hands together and then attacked his cock and balls. While one hand rubbed it over his balls, cradling them in the process, the other stroked his cock, running her thumb repeatedly around and over his sensitive head.

"Oh god, that's it," Steve moaned in delight.

When his balls drew up and his cock went rigid. Mary suddenly let go, and he cried out, "Not again!"

Mary grabbed his hand and began to drag him towards the curtained window. "Time for your final bow!"

Steve jerked back even though he knew she was kidding. "Oh my god, you went through that in front of an audience. You're amazing. That must have been intense."

"You have no idea!"

They watched the show's ending in silence. When Steve began to rise, thinking the show was over, Mary said, "Wait, it looks like there's more."

"Look, they kept taping us during the break. Let's listen."

Steve was shocked when he saw the still naked and aroused Mary and Stan sit together on a small couch. When they confessed to each other how turned on they were, he was relieved they didn't appear to be flirting or otherwise attracted to each other. They were just two people commiserating about their extreme horniness and frustration.

When the counselor suggested they might be exhibitionists, Steve asked, "Do you think you are?"

"I've been so modest my whole life, I really don't know. Until the show, I would have said absolutely not. But the audience's reaction turned me on, so now I'm not sure what to think."

"Didn't you want to get off? Why didn't you find a bathroom and rub one out?

"We both tried, but as soon as I went into the bathroom, a crew member came in and started a conversation. Stan said the same thing happened to him too. They intentionally kept us horny."

"Speaking of which, I'm dripping, and it looks like little Stevie needs attention. Let's move to the bedroom for the internet show."

Still nude, the horny couple nearly ran to the bedroom.

"Whoa, it looks like you made plans for us," Steve said eagerly, seeing an extra sheet and towels on the bed. "

"Slow down, buster. Take a seat and watch the show." Mary said as she started the Intimate Explorations: In-Depth show on her laptop, which she had already connected to the bedroom's TV.

When the onscreen Barb offered Stan cash for the first task, Mary handed Steve the bottle of sensitizing massage oil that she had been delighted to find in the gift basket from the show. "It's your turn to do some work!" she smiled as she lay face down on the sheet and towel.

"Mmmm, I've missed your touch!" Mary moaned.

"You have a lot of tension."

"I know; feel free to press harder."

"So, you think Stan has good hands?"

"Yes, he's almost as good as I get at the massage place. He might give a better physical massage, but I love the feel of your hands. Our emotional connection makes up for technique."

As Steve worked his way towards her luscious ass, blood surged into his cock. He gave Mary's ass a gentle squeeze before he again begged Mary to stop the video so they could make love.

"It's only fair that you go through what I went through. Now get on the bed and let me do your back."

"Your hands feel great! You're making my skin tingle with your touch."

"I think it's the oil, isn't that a great feeling? Wow, I think being on crutches made your delts even bigger! I love your muscles."

As she worked downward, she felt Steve stiffen when he heard the on-screen Mary admire Stan's butt and then squeeze it.

"Hey!" he said, objecting.

"Hey, yourself! Didn't you squeeze my butt? Tell me you wouldn't squeeze Barb's butt if you had the opportunity!"

Knowing she was right, he mumbled, "I guess so."

On-screen, Mary began massaging Stan's legs. In the bedroom, Mary shifted position and started massaging Steve's legs.

Face down, Steve had a limited view of the screen. When the on-screen Mary said she was distracted by the view of Stan's cock and balls, Steve yelled, "What view of his cock and balls! What dirty thoughts!"

"I'm sorry! But I was just so horny I couldn't help but stare at the hard cock and balls hanging down a few inches in front of me; they were hard to ignore. If we had that fancy massage table, I'd be staring at yours too.

"Yeah, but what dirty thoughts?"

"I was so horny, I couldn't help it. I thought about feeling your cock inside me. I was literally dripping. Tell me you aren't rock hard, and we've only had a couple of drinks and no audience. Let's move so you have a better view of the TV; you can see for yourself."

They paused the recording as they moved about the bed. Now Steve could watch the screen as he took his turn massaging Mary's legs as Stan did in the video.

"Like the view?" Mary teased. Although Stan was massaging her legs, the camera had focused on her exposed, swollen and dripping pussy.

"Oh my God! You're so hot. You really were dripping!" Steve admitted as he struggled to focus on massaging her legs.

On the show, it was Mary's turn to massage the front of Stan's legs. As Mary did the same to him, Steve's eyes darted back and forth between her full, round swaying D-cups only inches from his dick and the screen. In her eagerness to please Steve, she worked her fingers up his legs faster than she had Stan on stage.

When Mary worked Steve's thighs, her knuckles brushed his balls, his dick flexed, and pre-cum oozed from its opening. Mary leaned in, her breasts brushing his thighs, and licked the drop from the tip. Unlike the show, she closed her lips around Steve's engorged helmet and gave it a tongue-filled kiss.

Steve chose that moment to glance up at the screen and see Mary lick a drop of Stan's pre-cum. He was speechless; he wanted to object, but he saw the delight on her face as the audience applauded and Barb announced the $300 audience award. Any further thought of objections disappeared when Mary swooped down, briefly swallowing his full length, then slowly withdrawing her soft lips and using her tongue to lather the length of Steve's throbbing rod.

"Oops," she smiled broadly. "That wasn't part of the show!"

Mary leapt up and eagerly ordered, "My turn," before lying face-up on the bed, where Steve could watch TV as he massaged her legs.

When Barb spread the legs of the massage table to part the on-screen Mary's labia, Mary spread her legs for Steve.

"Good lord, you're wide open! They could see everything! And you were literally dripping. What were you thinking?" Steve objected. Conflicted between the enticing woman before him and the wanton woman on the screen.

"I wasn't thinking. I had been naked for so long at that point; it didn't matter. I was so horny I couldn't think of anything but how everything was tingling. I'm so sorry. Please keep massaging, your hands feel so good."

Like Mary, Steve's eagerness made him progress up her legs faster than Stan on-screen. As he reached her thighs, he inhaled deeply. Her intoxicating scent pulled him in, and his tongue began exploring her slick lips, seeking the magic nub.

Mary grasped his head and moaned, "Sooo good! I love you, babe!"

When he heard Mary demand, "Do that again!" on the video, he looked up in time to watch Stan's tongue burrow upwards through Mary's folds before ending with a kiss of her clit. In his shock, he raised his head from Mary's quivering pussy to watch opened-mouthed as his on-screen wife came at the lips of another man.

He looked up at Mary in shock.

"I'm so sorry! I love you! I didn't mean it to happen!" she pleaded. "Please, let's finish it; there's only a little left."

Not knowing what to say or do, and still stiff and throbbing, Steve shrugged.

When Barb asked Mary if she would massage Stan's chest on the video, Mary rose and directed Steve to lay face up on the bed.

Mary said. "I'll pause it while I block the view," before kneeling on the bed and straddling his stomach. As she settled back onto her heels, she nestled his stiff cock between her butt cheeks.

She paused to savor the feeling of his heat and thrilled as she felt it twitch within her cheeks. The heat, scent and the dampness of the pussy resting on his belly drove him to new heights of desire. He grasped Mary's hips to lift her onto him but before he could, Mary leaned forward, dangling her tits before his eyes. She traced her fingers along his well-defined pecs while gently sighing, "Mmmmm."

When she raised herself to apply pressure for the chest massage, Steve's rigid cock slipped between her thighs and slid upwards along her slippery slit. Bracing herself on his chest, she maneuvered her opening to find the tip of his cock, then slowly slid down its length, coming to rest on his thighs. Once it was fully seated in her hot, velvety tunnel, she flexed her muscles to briefly squeeze his rod before sliding up and down its veiny length.

Steve groaned, "You feel so good!"

"You, too. I've missed this," Mary breathed.

As Mary pumped, Steve thrust his hips. Within moments, they were pumping and thrusting madly. The room filled with the squishy sound of Mary's fluids and the slap of flesh on flesh. Steve loved her soft depths, while Mary loved the rigid cock thrusting so deep. She shifted slightly to guide his cock to her G-spot. Mary sensuously groaned when his hands reached up to maul her breasts and tweak her nipples.

Mary's excitement peaked when he freed a hand to find and rub her clit. A hot flush arose deep within Mary's core and pushed her over the edge into a loud, moaning climax. Her thighs clamped Steve's legs as she drove her pelvis into his. Her spasms triggered Steve's release. Each pulse of her channel around his rod triggered another gush of cum; he pumped load after load into her spasming pussy.

It felt like their mutual orgasms lasted forever, but eventually, his balls were emptied, and her muscles were exhausted. Mary collapsed onto him, delivering a passionate kiss before sighing quietly. She hugged him tightly as they looked each other in the eyes and both contentedly murmured, "I love you!"

They lay there, nestled together, for a few minutes before Steve felt Mary tense.

"I don't want to, but I need to show you the rest of the video," Mary said quietly.

The video began with a scene nearly identical to the one they just had. As with Steve, shortly after Mary straddled Stan's belly, she guided his cock into her depths.

Mary felt Steve tense beneath her as he watched the action on screen.

"You're fucking him!" Steve exclaimed.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know what I was doing."

"It sure looks like you were into it."

"I was, I was so horny. The audience made it more intense. I lost control. Please forgive me!"

They fell silent while they both watched the passionate action on the screen. Steve was torn between arousal, anger, and jealousy. Steve's reaction flipped to arousal when the video showed Barb stripping beside the fucking couple, then fingering herself. Blood flowed into his cock, and he felt himself stiffen despite his upset.

When the onscreen couple came, accompanied by a roar of applause from the audience, Steve looked at Mary. "Wow!"

Sheepishly, Mary said, "It's not over."

"Good grief, after all that, he's still hard."

"Stan said it was like someone had slipped him a Viagra."

As the video continued, they watched Barb direct the onscreen couple into doggie position. Mary bent over the massage table and Stan began to plow her pussy.

When Barb got on the table and spread her legs along either side of Mary and directed her to lick, Steve's cock reached its maximum hardness. Mary's nipples stiffened, and the moist heat returned to her groin.

"I never knew you liked girls."

"I never did; that was a first for me. It just shows you how lost I was in the moment. It's really hot, isn't it?

Not waiting for an answer, Mary slid down the bed, kissed the head of his cock then engulfed it with her warm mouth. She focused on pleasing Steve. She gently played with his balls while her lips and tongue worked their magic on his cock. With her other hand, she stroked the base of his cock. She took him deeper with each bob of her head. She flexed her tongue along its length on each stroke.

She moaned into each throb of his dick. Steve's eyes were riveted to the screen while he watched Stan plow his wife from behind, pushing her tongue into Barb's waiting folds. Mary listened to the action on the video. As it sped up, so did she. She bobbed faster and faster, sucking harder on each outstroke, twirling her tongue around its head, desperate for Steve's cum.

Although he had cum only minutes before, it was all too much for Steve. As the onscreen trio came explosively, so did he. He pumped load after load into Mary's sucking mouth. She swallowed compulsively, trying to get every drop. She held his member in her mouth as it softened. When she eventually released it, she licked the remaining cum from it and kissed it before sitting up and staring pleadingly into Steve's wondering eyes.

"Can you forgive me?"

"Oh, Mary. You would never have been there if it weren't for me. I'm hurt, but kind of understand. God, it was so hot!"

"I have one more confession. When Stan and I got back to the hotel, I was too keyed up to sleep. I went to the living room for a whisky to help me sleep. While sitting there, I absent-mindedly started masturbating. I thought Stan was asleep in his room. When he came out to get a drink of his own, he found me with my hand on my pussy. He sat in another chair and jerked off. That's the last thing we did sexually. The next day, we talked, and neither of us want an affair, and we both feel guilty."

"I want to let it go, but watching him plow you will be hard to forget."

"I wish I could explain how completely overwhelming the whole thing was. It was as if I were in another body. I was drunk on lust. I promise it will never happen again! Please don't throw away the 20 wonderful years we've had together over an evening of foolishness when I wasn't myself."

You wouldn't have been there if I hadn't taken the loan to expand the shop," Steve said, almost in tears.

"It wasn't just the loan but the hurricane, too," Mary reassured him. "And I shouldn't have argued with you so much when money got tight."

"I guess we'll just have to see how it goes. I'm upset, but a lot of that is because my pride is hurt. If nothing else happens, I'll try to get over it or at least accept it."

Mary hugged Steve as hard as she could. "We'll make it work! I love you too much to give you up."

After lying together in peaceful silence, they eventually rose to clean up, made their final bathroom visits, and went to bed.

The next morning, they awoke to a beautiful fall day in North Florida. Mary went for her usual Sunday morning run. Steve completed his mobility exercises and then put on a pot of coffee.

After showering, she donned a t-shirt and athletic shorts before joining Steve for coffee.

Still feeling guilty, Mary offered, "Let me make you a nice hot breakfast."

When she served the bacon, eggs, and cheese grits, Steve complimented, "Whoa, looks good!" then laughed, "Are you trying to fatten me up like Stan?"

"No! You silly boy, I like you just the way you are. I guess you're still thinking about the show."

"Yeah... a little, but hopefully the hurt will fade. I was trying to make a joke just then; I wasn't trying to rub it in."

"While I was running, another worry came up. What will happen when our friends see the TV show? Barb told us that they would use blurring and camera angles to hide "Stan's hard cock" and my "wet pussy" on the TV show. But even if it's blurred, it will still be obvious what was happening. And, god forbid, they pay to watch the uncensored internet show. "

"First of all, I don't think "everyone" will watch the show. And if they do, they have probably seen the same, or worse, in other episodes. If they give you a hard time, ask them, "Why were they watching it?

"Besides, it shows you're still a beautiful woman with healthy desires. You didn't do anything perverted or weird."

"I licked another woman's pussy, that's pretty perverted!"

"No, it was hot! Every guy watching will love it! You even objected ... briefly. The scene was so hot that nobody would think less of you. Besides, you can ask them if that wasn't what they paid for. That should shut them up.

"My guess is most of the comments will be about how brave you were and questions about what it was like. People around here have known you for a long time; it won't change their opinion overnight."

"I hope you're right. In any case, it's too late now. We're going to have to live with it."

They spent the afternoon relaxing around their pool. That night, their lovemaking was less desperate and more caring. Their climaxes weren't as spectacular but were more satisfying.

Stan and Mary returned to work the next day, and other than Nancy's intense questioning about their experience, neither felt uncomfortable in each other's presence.

While they waited for the show to air, life returned to normal. They made the balloon payment, Steve's business picked up, and tensions eased. Steve's cast came off, and by the end of the month, he was joining Mary for their Sunday morning run. Steve played a round of golf with Stan, and after a bit of initial awkwardness when Stan apologized profusely, it went well.

Six weeks after taping, the show finally aired. Mary and Stan received a round of applause from Nancy and Bob when they arrived at the office the next day. They endured the good-natured compliments and jokes as best they could, with Mary blushing a deep, almost tomato-red hue at one point. Both complimented Mary on her body and encouraged her to dress less conservatively.

Luckily, neither Bob nor Nancy had seen the internet show, although Nancy said she was looking forward to watching it with her husband.

Steve had a more challenging time at the shop. His all-male staff made crude comments and asked if they could argue with Mary to appear on the show the following season. A couple of workers had splurged on the internet show. As crude as the comments were, the main theme was that Steve was a lucky guy to have such a hot wife.

6 Months later

Mary was surprised to get a call from Barb. Barb explained that she was in Florida visiting her parents and wondered if she could come by and visit. Mary was delighted and arranged for Barb to come to their house that Saturday for a poolside barbecue.

When she arrived, Barb was surprised to find Stan there, along with Mary, Steve and a woman she didn't know. Introductions were made; Barb learned Rachel was the name of the busty woman introduced as Stan's friend.

After settling in with drinks around the pool, Barb began, "I wanted to check in with my favorite guests. I'm delighted to see Stan here, I take it you're all getting along?"

"Don't get the wrong impression," Mary replied. "This isn't a foursome. In fact, this is the first Stan has been over for a get-together. We're working together better than ever, but we're not each other's type. Besides, Steve has always been my one and only."

"Steve, how about you? Are you Ok with how the show went?" Barb asked.

"No! I'm guilty as hell that I put Mary in that position, and it really hurt to watch the two of them go at it. But I love Mary, and we've moved past it. Stan and I still play golf, and Mary and I are getting along. Right, honey?"

"Yeah, if anything, I feel closer to Steve than ever."

"That's wonderful!" Barb gushed. "I was worried; it was great TV, but I felt bad afterward. I didn't want to hurt anyone."

"Remember the customer Mary mentioned on the show?" Stan asked.

"Yes, the one with large cleavage."

"That's Rachel."

"Yeah, I was attracted to Stan already and was disappointed he hadn't made a move," Rachel explained. "When I saw the show, I was even more attracted and decided to give him another chance."

"Boy, did she!" Mary laughed.

Mary described the scene.

A few days after our episode aired, Rachel came into the shop wearing the lowest-cut peasant blouse I had ever seen. She marched up to Stan's desk and said, "I hear that you had something to say about my 'rack'!

"Stan paled and he started to sputter. "Didn't you?" Rachel demanded.

"He finally got his wits about him. He smiled sheepishly and said, "I was just commenting on your bountiful charms."

"When Rachel folded her arms under her chest, I thought her boobs would pop out right there in the office.

"So, you like these?" she asked.

"Well, yeah," Stan admitted. "Any red-blooded male would."

"So why didn't you do something about it?" Rachel countered.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, ask me out, you idiot! Do you think I dangle these babies in front of every Tom, Dick or Harry?" she said as she gave her tits a bounce.

"You're a client, it wouldn't have been professional. I thought you were just naturally flirty."

"Rachel giggled, "Oops, you're right about that, I am a bit of a flirt. So?"

"Would you like to go out Friday night?" Stan asked, finally getting the message.

"I'd love to," Rachel smiled sweetly, then left.

"Nancy and I nearly fell on the floor laughing at poor Stan. It's the first time we've ever seen him at a loss.

"We've been dating on and off ever since. I finally found a guy who could keep up with me." Rachel announced proudly.

Stan chimed in, "The funny thing was when I said 'with her rack she could do her own advertising,' I was right. We did marketing for her clothing boutique, but we didn't know Rachel also owns a sex shop. That day, the shop was short-handed and she had gone in to help out before coming to our office."

"Speaking of which, I found something interesting in the shop."

"I bet you did!" Mary laughed.

"Rachel sells gummies like the ones Barb provided on the show. They're marketed as being for 'performance anxiety' and claim to be an aphrodisiac blend of herbs."

"You caught me," Barb said guiltily. "I didn't lie exactly, they were for anxiety. When I said lots of performers use them, I might have left out that they were in the porn industry."

"Hey, you didn't tell me about those," Mary said peevishly. "I'm going to get some so Steve can feel what we went through. Ready for another reenactment, honey?" Mary challenged with a glint in her eye.

"Anything for you, Babe," Steve replied with a big smile.

Mary suggested they all go for a swim before Steve started cooking. When she came out wearing a bikini, Barb looked surprised. "I thought you said you only wore one-piece suits."

"I used to. I received so many compliments about my looks, and so many people encouraged me to dress more revealingly. I finally gave in."

"Yeah, that was a surprise." Stan laughed. "The first time she showed a hint of her cleavage at work, my jaw dropped."

"Any other changes?" Barb asked.

"Our business has increased," Stan offered. "After the show aired, people came in to check us out, and Bob hooked some of them as customers. We're about to hire two new people to handle the load."

"You won't believe it, but they're as different as Stan and I." Mary contributed. "It turned out that Bob hired us because of our differences; he figured the differences would lead to more creativity, and he was right. This time, the guy is a straight arrow from the Midwest, and the girl is a hippie chick from Oregon."

Later while Stan and Steve were busy at the grill, Barb confessed to Mary and Rachel, "I glad things worked out, but I'm a little disappointed. I was hoping to recruit you and Steve to come on the show next season to work out your differences. You were truly my favorite guest.

Mary laughed, "I'd love to get Steve on the show, but I don't think I could do it again. I tell you what: if we start arguing again, you'll be my first call."

"Hey, maybe the new hires will argue, and I could recruit them for you. Is there a finder's fee?" she laughed again.

The end? ... Will the new hires need conflict resolution? Will Stan and his new girlfriend?

Thank you for finishing my story. Please let me know your thoughts. I'd love some ideas for future shows, especially suggestions for joint activities to replace the shaving in round 4.