Porn Shoot Escalation

I don't know why I let my girlfriend work on a porn set. Actually I do know why. Because it was her decision not mine. I could not very well say no, that's not how our relationship works. And although I did not like it, she quit her job, said she wanted to do something different and got herself work with a porn studio as their makeup girl to style the actors, do their hair, and -- she added blandly -- other odd jobs. She assured me that of course she would stay faithful to me and keep it all professional. It was just a job. So Bella told me to my face.

She gave me that look of hers that melted me. "You don't think I am going to tear off my clothes and join in?"

I shook my head. Of course I did, but I was smart enough not to say so. Instead I asked her straight out "why are you doing it?" I did not add what I was thinking, that it was no problem for her to land such a job with her looks. The studio would have plans for her, no matter what she intended.

So why was she doing this new job? She looked away from me, at a wall. "I was bored, seems like fun." Nah, I didn't challenge her with the obvious 'bored with what?' Her decision.

Did I think she was adventurous and would want to try out for herself what she was going to witness? Well, she liked to dress up in bed, ordering stuff online and surprising me, suddenly appearing in the bedroom after keeping me waiting dressed up as a sexy nurse. Or a burlesque dancer. And where did she learn to dance like that? I did not ask, I just enjoyed it. Enjoyed it all. Never any complaints.

We had our frank talk. Bella was quite insistent that she had self control and that I had nothing to worry about. Would she tell me what went on? Bella never wanted to hurt me, so maybe she would just not tell me anything. I was so convinced that it was inevitable. So what, I decided, if she would not tell me. Maybe it would improve our sex life. Mind, our sex life was great already. But, well...

Did I trust her around naked people having sex designed to turn other people on? But on the other hand, she told me how much she would be paid. It was almost what I was earning after five years of hard slog in my office. "And there are bonuses too!" she added. I assumed that part was all talk to get her in there, so they could try to get their hands on her. Who knows, it might open her eyes, she'd come back to something more acceptable.

Then today came around, the start of this new job.

I was pleased to see how Bella dressed conservatively for her first day on the set of a porno. She made sure to show me before she drove off that she wore nothing special, medium fit jeans that shaded her long thin legs and a loose windcheater that totally clouded her spectacular breasts. Nice that she had set herself to look unprovocative. As she had reminded me the night before, they started early, needing the makeup girl there from the start of course. Happy with how things seemed to be, I got dressed and ready to go to my job.

But of course it was a porn set. And she is an attractive woman. I knew that sooner or later that would be obvious to the crew. But I trusted her to know what to do. I was at least pleased that they worked office hours.

When she got home after her first day, I had a hundred questions. But the first one I asked was why they worked during the day. I poured her a glass of wine then one for myself as we got comfortable on the sofa.

Bella smiled slyly. "Because they all have jobs at night." The way that she told me, I did not want to know what those night jobs were. I could guess.

The next question I had was tell me everything.

"Well," she started, "they are renting a big house. The bedrooms are up on the second floor. I set up in a room on the ground floor. So I didn't see much."

I looked hard at Bella. Clearly I wanted to know what she did see. But I said nothing.

"Does porn turn you on?" Bella asked me. Well, I did not have to answer that. She knew. Bella fiddled with her phone. "They gave me the links to their sites." I looked interested. She realised. "There's one site, the normal one where they sell their clips and things." She gave me a wink. "And there's the other one..."

"The other one," I repeated with no idea.

"The subscription one. You know what BTS means?"

"No," I lied. We had never talked that much about porn. Sometimes she would show me a movie, sometimes we would search for something together. But when you're in bed with a goddess who likes to dress up and surprise you, well I didn't need porn. Well, not a lot.

Bella explained BTS to me while she brought up the site. "It means 'behind the scenes.' We have the cameraman, that's Greg, who shoots the professional stuff. And then they have a bunch of phones around. So if something funny or interesting happens you pick up a camera and film it. You can either stream it straight onto the site or save it and they put it up at the end of the day. Oh and there is fan interaction." Bella paused. "Do you want to be a fan? They gave me the codes."

Well, why not? I gave my girlfriend my phone. While she did her stuff on it I had to ask "are you in any of them?"

She looked at me and laughed. "Haha, what do you think?"

Bella had me there. I looked shocked. What had she done on her first day? But she was disarming me with her smile. "What did you think I got up to? Nothing, baby. I'm the newbie there, and it's a small crew. So they had to introduce me on the stream." She even reached over and stroked my arm. "Nothing bad happened, promise." She gave me her most angelic smile. "Look," she added, "I'll show you."

She flicked through her phone. When she was ready, she squeezed up close to me. "Now watch your girlfriend's porn debut," she teased. And pressed play. Well, I thought, here we go, first step down the abyss.

Bella's face filled the screen. The camera was a bit shaky. And a male voice called out "Okay subscribers, here's our new girl Bella!" It seemed provocative. But as the camera pulled back from her face, it was clear that Bella was still dressed as she was when she had left in the morning.

"Sorry guys," the unseen male continued, "but she's the makeup girl so she stays like this! It's her first day, so please everyone give her a big warm welcome. And if you're nice enough, we may let you see her again."

Bella gave a non-committal look into the camera then smiled at whoever was holding it, presumably the unseen male. "Wait, what is this?" the man suddenly called out.

As if from nowhere a woman appeared at Bella's side. "Welcome Bella, we love you already," she screeched. And gave my girlfriend a big hug from the side. Then one big kiss on the cheek. And then a big long kiss on the mouth. The camera pulled back a little more. Bella's assailant was completely naked. And pressing her body right into Bella's as she continued the kiss.

"That's Angelika," Bella told me matter of fact, next to me on our couch, as I watched her feel up my girlfriend. "She's the talent. Isn't she gorgeous?" Then Bella saw the concern on my face. "Oh, my darling it's a porn shoot. The talent is naked, what did you think? But," she added quickly, "there's a line between the talent and the crew."

She flicked through the BTS clips on her phone. "Look, here's one of Greg the cameraman." She opened that one up. A man and a woman who appeared to be Angelika were fucking on a bed in a bedroom. The phone camera panned away from them. And indeed a fully clothed cameraman, presumably Greg, was filming them with what looked like professional kit. The phone person approached Greg close enough to undo the top three buttons on his shirt. Greg had both hands on his photo equipment and was unable to stop what looked like a woman's hands from running over his crotch now she had exposed his chest.

"Let's not ruin the shot," a male called out from out of shot. "Let him do his work."

The woman retreated. "Okay then. One day though," she warned Greg. And turned back to filming the couple on the bed. Clip ended.

Bella looked a little abashed. "Oh maybe not that one," she admitted. "But everyone was having fun!" She looked hopefully at me. "I really liked it there," she pleaded. And then added the clincher. "How much fun did you have at your work?" she teased.

And all I could think was 'who was the woman holding the phone?' And yes, I was worried at how easily Bella appeared to have fitted straight in.

*

It went like that for a week. Bella and I watched the BTS clips most nights if we weren't too tired or busy. I could not hold back my concerns about her job any more. Was she hiding anything from me? "I thought there would be an escalation," I blurted. There it was, from the front of my mind to out of my mouth.

Bella actually looked worried. "You do trust me?" she urged. "I've just been doing my job." She looked a little sympathetic. "You are worried, don't be..." But Bella looked uncertain.

"What?" I asked.

She looked down at the floor. "It's part of my job. Don't be..." she trailed off, unsure what she didn't want me to be. I looked at her, she looked at me. Eventually she spoke up. "There's a video, it's on my phone, it's only on my phone. Here." She scrolled through her phone then stood up and handed me the phone. She stood up and looked uncertain. "I'm going to go into the kitchen while you watch it. It's not long. Tell me when you're ready and we'll talk."

Bella did what she said she would. I felt terrible like I had betrayed her. But what was on the phone? I thought for a moment of just not watching the clip that she had lined up for me, just handing back the phone and telling her I trust her. But my cock was doing the thinking for me and it wanted to see how my girlfriend had transgressed.

I took a deep breath and pressed play.

Bella was on her knees in front of a very naked Angelika who had her legs spread wide. Bella of course was dressed. But she was very intimate with the other woman. What was she doing? I did not have to wait long to see. Whoever was holding the phone stepped right up close to them and pointed down so that I could see that Bella had scissors, a razor and clippers at hand. She was trimming Angelika's pubes. Of course she had to have one hand on the naked woman's inner thigh to steady herself.

Angelika looked down. "That's perfect," she swooned, "you're the best!" Their eyes met to confirm how much they appreciated each other.

Then my girlfriend looked down at her work. "I just have to check that it's smooth," she explained. And she ran her free hand all over Angelika's crotch, down the side of her thighs, across the small patch of bush she had left and then along the naked woman's lips. "Feels pretty good," Bella confirmed.

"Ain't that the truth," Angelika squeezed out as she squirmed just a little. But enough to show she was enjoying it. And Bella leant forward and kissed the other woman right on the clit. But that was all.

Immediately, Bella leaned back and then stood up, facing Angelika. The pornstar took a step towards Bella then stopped. They both laughed. Like they were already firm friends.

They were interrupted by a voice from behind the camera. "That's a good job Bella, and you've been doing very well," Eric announced. "But it's time for you to start to take on more of your responsibilities."

What was this I wondered? I did not have to wait long. Karl, naked, went and sat on the sofa where Angelika had just been. "Yes," Eric instructed Bella as Karl spread his legs, "you have to do both the men and women. You're the best, and we can't have the women looking perfect and the men looking ragged. And Karl's gone a bit fluffy down there."

Karl moved his soft cock off to the side to show Bella what Eric had meant. Even from the distance that Eric was shooting the clip, even I could see that Karl needed some work done down there.

And Bella knew that too. She gripped the scissors. "Can you be careful to keep that away?" she asked as she knelt down before the naked porn star. She pointed vaguely at Karl's cock with her scissors, her meaning clear. She had a job to do, and she was going to be as businesslike about it as she could. I was proud of her.

Bella quickly went to work. She clicked into professional mode so well that I did not realise that she had taken control of Karl's cock and was moving it from side to side as she needed access to where the fleece was. So adept, she was soon finished. And Karl's cock was as soft as they had started.

"There," she announced.

Karl smiled, trying to be as friendly as Angelika. "Aren't you going to see how smooth it is?" he pried.

Bella shook her head as she stood up to get away from the naked man. "Check yourself," she laughed. That's my girl, I thought. Then remembered that I better call her back in from the kitchen and assure her that everything was okay. She was dealing with this strange situation so resolutely.

"You didn't mind?" she asked. I shook my head. I didn't mind. But only then I recalled that she had kissed Angelika down below, kissed her clit and turned her on. Was that an escalation? Was that going to be the start of something that we might regret? Was it? I did not know. Because my cock was asking another question. Did I enjoy seeing my girlfriend with another woman? My cock knew what the answer to that was.

*

Bella and I had our breakfast together. Nothing special. But we chattered like we usually did over our food and coffee. Then Bella went to get dressed to go to her job. Yes, that job, the one where she spent all day with porn stars who spent most of their time nude and a good portion of that time having sex in ways to turn on the studio's subscribers.

Yes, Bella had told me that 'it's not all that sexy making a porno.' All the setting up and the direction and the lighting and making sure that the actors look all right. That last part was her job, I was still getting my head around what that might mean, how much she had to do to get them to that stage and what her boundaries might be. But she was getting paid and seemed to enjoy herself. So how could I complain?

Well I was chewing over all that, still finishing my breakfast when Bella came back into the kitchen to say goodbye for the day. My eyes widened.

"You're wearing a dress," I blurted. The bleeding obvious.

Bella had a dress on. It was modest sure. Sensible even. It had a high neck and short sleeves. Her spectacular bust was still cloaked by the way it was cut. But, I don't know, was I a prude or just not trusting. Because her legs were bare and well visible above her knees.

Bella gave me her best loyal girlfriend smile. "Yes, it's a dress," she replied. "But it's already hot today. And it gets even hotter in there, the lighting and everything." She then posed at me so that the dress rose high up on one thigh. And she leaned over to kiss me goodbye. "Don't worry, they respect me. And they need me with my clothes on to keep the production running." She waved as she walked out the door. "See you tonight, work hard," was the last thing Bella said and she was gone.

Alone, I shrugged. Really, I thought, I do trust her. I was foolish to say what I did. Except, I reasoned, that it showed her that I really did care about her. And then I got ready for my job.

*

I was busy at work which meant any concerns about Bella's bare legs slip my mind. I had a worrisome few moments around lunchtime when I had some time to think. My fingers strayed to the link on my phone to see if they had streamed anything of concern. But I stopped myself. After all, I was here and she was there, so what could I do anyway.

I got home before Bella. And once again my fingers went to the link on my phone. This time I did look, seeing that they had posted three new vids that day. Which was about normal. I thought of playing through them, just, well, you know. But then I reasoned that Bella would be home soon, so it would be sensible to wait. I did not have to wait long.

I was preparing dinner and Bella came straight into the kitchen. I slyly studied her but could sense nothing to worry about. She seemed as relaxed as ever, pleased to see me, and her dress was still neat and sharp. At least she had not been rolling in the hay or otherwise mussing it up.

Bella complemented me on the aromas coming from the cooker then went out to freshen up. We ate dinner with our usual chatter about things, avoiding talk of her work in the interests of good digestion.

But towards the end of our meal Bella tightened up. "Have you seen today's clips?" she asked, just a little hesitantly.

I caught that. "Is there something I should be worried about?" I asked, trying to be delicate. "No, I haven't," I added quickly. I wasn't covering anything up.

"The boys were naughty. There was a bit of horseplay," Bella admitted carefully. "Nothing rude," she assured me. "You'll probably find it funny," she hoped.

I hoped she was right, that I would find it funny. "When should I watch it?" I checked.

"Let's watch it together on the couch," Bella brightly suggested.

"Okay," I measured. So we tidied up the kitchen and retired to the lounge.

"There are three," I noted when Bella brought up the site on her phone.

She studied her screen. "Two of them are Eric delivering a sermon about how good porn is, or something. There's more that they're editing. It's a big production, and they don't want to give too much away. It was a closed set."

"But there's only six of you working there?"

"Yeah, I was locked out. So I didn't see what they were shooting, they wouldn't let me know. But I think you'll get an idea of what it was from the other clip."

Well, what did I know about the world of porn? For that matter, what did Bella know? Although I got the sense that she was learning quickly. For the first time, I was starting to wonder if this was a career, something that could last a while, and not just an amusing diversion for the summer. But I guess I needed to see what she wanted to show me.

"Okay, roll," I sighed. And hoped for the best.

Bella was on her knees being filmed from behind. I could tell it was Bella because she was wearing that dress which was still covering most of her thighs. She was on her knees in front of Angelika who was also on her knees, the difference being that Angelika was completely nude and her knees were spread showing off everything with Bella down there behind her.

Angelika turned her head to talk to Bella. "Thanks, now that you have cleaned me up it's time for you to get me ready. You've got the lube, are you ready to loosen me up?"

Bella did not say anything. Maybe she was shocked, you couldn't tell from the camera angle. "You know how to lube up, don't you?" Angelika asked. Again Bella did not say anything. "Okay," Angelika realised, taking control of the situation. "I've cleaned myself up there, you don't have to worry. I'll tell you later how to do that, you know, just in case..." She smiled, now in control. "So that tube of lube that you have in your hand, squeeze a whole lot of it on your fingers and work it around my hole."

Somewhat hesitantly Bella complied. First time, she did not squeeze enough out of the tube, so at Angelika's urging she pressed hard and had a whole lot of the gloop to spread around which she did. Concentrating on what she was doing, Bella still said nothing.

"You may not realise," Angelika told her, "but that actually feels really really good." Bella paused what she was doing in surprise. "I didn't say to stop," Angelika chided. "In fact, you need to go further. You have to get two of your fingers in there to really get me loose."

The man with the camera had been silent so far, clearly enjoying the performance in front of him. But now he spoke up. "That's the other stuff in your duties," he told Bella like it was the same as getting them coffees.

Bella had to edge forward to comply with Angelika's needs. Tentatively she placed a finger at the hole and found it went in pretty easily. The cameraman leaned in close, the screen was literally Bella's finger probing Angelika. "Now another," Angelika groaned, clearly getting off on it. So Bella pushed another finger in which worked just as easily as the first. Understanding what was expected, Bella moved her two fingers back and forward, fingerfucking the other woman.

The cameraman stepped back to capture the whole situation. Something obviously clicked in him and in an instant he flicked Bella's dress over her hips. Her white cotton pants stood out against her tanned legs and lower back.

"Hey," Bella complained, "what are you doing?"

Unseen, the cameraman tisked. "In this industry we don't see panties like that," he stated.

Bella stopped what she was doing and turned around. But the camera closed up on her bum. "Well now you have," Bella stated firmly. She flipped the dress back down over her legs.

The cameraman was not done. "This cannot abide! Let me throw some money at you to buy some decent underwear," he responded.

Angelika spoke up. "Guys, I have a bottom to get ready!"

On the couch, I smiled at Bella. "They don't like your underwear," I laughed.

Bella tried to keep it light. "They can continue to not like my underwear."

I don't know why, but I responded. "But they gave you money."

Bella rolled her eyes. "And who will be the beneficiary of that? You! Of course."

I was always ready to probe, to find out how things worked in porn. "And you would never show them off to them?" I tested.

Perhaps I pushed too far. "Well, they did pay. But only if you..." Bella sucked in some air before she continued. "... don't mind."

*

I'll admit that I was hooked on the BTS stuff on the studio website. And yes, I was always straining to see if I could spot Bella in the background, or God forbid, the foreground. I convinced myself that I watching it to look out for her, to make sure that she was okay there. Oh and maybe I was looking for another lapse or two like the flipped dress episode. I was hooked. But fortunately it cost me nothing thanks to Bella's access. I checked out the rates. No wonder they were paying Bella so well. The actuary in me estimated that Eric ran a pretty lean operation, most of the sunk costs like the camera equipment were already covered, and since he only had to worry about covering rent and wages mostly I reckoned he was raking it in.

And yes, I looked at the professional stuff too, the films that Greg properly edited and released in HD. I watched those because they were good. And I had a sense of pride that Bella had contributed to them. Although of course she was never in them, except as a name in the credits. 'Styling by Bella,' at the end for a moment, like it was a 1940s glamour movie or something. 'Costumes by Edith Head,' that sort of thing. At least I thought so. Presumably the rest of the viewers didn't care.

They were a bit of a formula. Some dialogue between Angelika and Karl, then a kiss, the undressing, some foreplay -- a bit of licking and sucking -- followed by the fucking. They ran for about 12 minutes. And there was always a tease at the end of something exciting that was soon to come.

Bella snuggled up to me on our bed. "The video is out," she smiled. I looked a little confused. Should I be worried? But Bella wasn't worried. "The one I had to get Angelika ready for," she advised. "We reckon it could be her breakthrough. Because of..."

I realised. "The anal," I whispered, not sure how to discuss all the things around that with Bella. Like anal and her and me. But well now, she had brought it up. Was I concerned? Had Bella crossed a line? Would Bella continue crossing lines so long as she worked there? Well, I had already made up my mind about that. I just was not sure how I would deal with it when it came.

Bella was unconcerned. "It runs for 30 minutes," she noted, as she lined up the show on her phone, "it's our first big production." She fiddled with the device. "Yes," she exclaimed, "we can watch this one on the big screen."

Until that moment, I had forgotten that we had a screen in the bedroom since we never used it. It was there when we moved in. But I was certainly reminded when it flickered on. And showed the title "Angelika's First Anal."

"Is it her first anal?" I wondered out loud.

"Of course not, silly," my girlfriend laughed. "It's called marketing." She squeezed herself tight up against me as I stretched out on my back to get the best view. "And it's showtime," she chortled as she pressed Play.

Angelika was posing on the staircase of what looked to be an incredibly opulent house. She was in some peekaboo style of lingerie. It did cover her, sure. But you could see precisely what she looked like without any of it on.

"So," I asked, "did you lube her up and then she put on the outfit and then had to take it off?"

Bella gripped my arm playfully. "No silly," she laughed. "They shoot the lingerie stuff first and then she strips it off in the bedroom scene. And then they cut and take a break. And that's when I loosed her up. You don't want to have to wash the lube off the costumes."

"Just like the movies," I suggested.

"Just like the movies," Bella agreed then squeezed my arm again. "Now watch the show. Let's not spoil all the magic."

Angelika kind of slinked up the staircase, as well as she could in her chunky high heels. Anyway I knew I was not supposed to be looking at her feet, the camera was enjoying the sway of her almost bare bottom. All she had on was a g-string. She stopped at the doorway to a bedroom. Inside, a man sat naked on top of a large bed.

"That's Karl," Bella whispered in my ear. Yes, I knew, the man who belonged to that cock she had to shift around during makeup.

Karl lay back on the bed with his quite impressive erection pointing straight up. Angelika licked her lips and appeared to swoon, porn shorthand that she was right into him. A smile between the pair and Angelika was on the bed and sucking Karl's cock.

In a languid response, Karl gently stroked her head and then let his hand wander down her back and between her buttocks. There was a cut that I otherwise would not have noticed if Bella had not warned me. Angelika was still sucking the cock, getting it good and hard. But she was completely naked now.

Karl gently lifted Angelika's head off his cock brought her face up to his, gave her a nice kiss. Then he rolled her on her back and mounted her straight away and began to vigorously fuck her. The usual way. Bella gripped me all the time we were watching, her hand tight in mine. I glanced at her, she was totally engrossed in what was on our screen.

Angelika stayed on her back after Karl pulled out. Karl lifted her legs up a little so that her butthole was exposed. Stroking his cock, he leant down and licked her bottom hole a few times. He gave Angelika a quick look which she returned, both sort of just acknowledging the next stage. Karl moved up, placed his cock at her hole. And he was straight away half inside her. Angelika thrust her head back and closed her eyes like she was concentrating on that one experience as Karl began to hump her slowly, each time a little deeper.

Angelika maintained a look of bliss. Karl looked like he was having the best time. And after a few minutes of this action, he pulled out to cum on her belly. And the film finished there. Well, except for the end credits. With 'Styling by Bella,' in flowing script right at the end.

Bella looked at me, hoping for a reaction. "That was pretty hot," she whispered. Then she looked at me again. I guess I was numb. "What, you didn't like it?" she asked, worried.

"I don't know," I admitted. "There was no time for reaction. Wham, bam he was done and it ended. Did she even like it?" I wondered.

"Oh, she did," Bella assured me.

"But I would like to have seen that. I mean, I enjoyed watching an attractive woman getting fucked like that. But it could do with some more imagination, some story or something. For her first anal it was kind of ho hum, here we go."

Bella looked enthralled with my crit. "Do you have any ideas? I'll pass them onto Eric, see if he likes them." She stroked my cock.

I had questions. "Was she okay doing anal?" I asked.

Bella nodded. "She told me she was fine with it while I was cleaning her up after the shoot. Said when the man knows what he's doing and when you're ready for it it goes in easily." Well, that was certainly the case on the screen. Hold on.

"Wait, you cleaned her up after the shoot?"

"Yeah sure, I got all the lube and gunk off her while she was having a shower."

My mind went straight to the logistics of that. "And you didn't get your dress wet?" I wondered.

Bella looked like I should know the answer to that. "I took it off of course," she stated.

"So you were in the shower with Angelika in your underwear?" I was trying to get a picture of what happened.

Bella looked at me with surprise. "No, I took it all off. I wasn't going to have a wet bra and panties on underneath for the rest of the day."

So that happened. Should I be surprised that was part of Bella's job? "I don't recall seeing that in the clips?" I asked before deciding whether that question was a good idea or not.

Bella smiled as she shook her head. "What, you think I was going to let them put anything like that on the site?" she teased, playful.

Yeah sure that seemed a bit elusive. But I was getting images in my mind. And with Bella stroking my now hard cock, I did not dare ask if they had been filming my naked girlfriend in a shower with a naked porn star who had just been thoroughly fucked. And I did not ask if anything had happened. I just wanted to believe that Bella was just doing her job and that everyone accepted her doing it and stayed clear of her boundaries.

But I was desperate to find out, where did her boundaries end?

And quickly Bella broadened one of her boundaries. "Do you want to try that?" she whispered in my ear, with a firm grip on my erection. "It could be fun. I'll ask Angelika to help me get ready.

It was too much. I rolled Bella over, and we fucked like mad things.

*

A few days later we were in bed. Bella again played Angelika's First Anal. We started to get handsy. I put my hand where her panties should be. Where her bush should be. Nothing.

"Are you..." I started.

Bella knew what I meant. "Oh yeah, Angelika cleaned me up in the shower today, after we finished."

Wait, finished? "What" I blustered.

It seemed like no big deal to Bella. "Well I told you. She said that she was going to show me how. And I told her that I wanted to get ready for you. So while I was cleaning her up in the shower she offered to get me ready. Are you glad?"

Well, I have to say that the thought of the beautiful Angelika shaving my girlfriend then working on her bottom while they were both nude after Angelika had recently fucked, well it was getting me hard. But the rational part of my brain was still functioning, if barely.

"You showered with her again?" I asked her.

Bella was still matter of fact about it. "Well I had to, it's my job. I had to get her clean after her scene. It was her first DP. Then she asked me, so I told her we were curious. So she helped me." She looked pensive.

I guessed. "There's footage, right?"

Bella looked down from my face. She saw the tent in my boxers. "I don't know if you want to see it," she stated slyly.

"Well.." We both knew the answer to that.

She grabbed her phone and quickly started the clip. It took me a moment to realise. I was watching two beautiful women soaping each other's crotch. Which meant that someone else was holding the camera to film them.

"Amazing," a male voice said, from behind the camera.

Bella turned around to look into the camera, her face flushed while Angelika squatted down as she worked her fingers around my girlfriend's bottom. "Just doing my job," Bella smiled. But she reached down and gripped Angelica's left nipple. The rational part of me said that was not part of her job. The part attached to my cock said 'show me more.'

"That's Eric behind the camera," Bella told me in the bed. "But I never let him touch me." I was wondering why she felt she had to tell me this when Eric shifted the camera down. I could see his cock. It was hard. He was there filming my girlfriend in the shower with a stunning pornstar. And he was naked too. Eric started to jerk himself off.

I turned to Bella on the bed with me. "He's naked," I blurted. I imagined that on the job, a porno director would be dressed and businesslike, controlling all the moving parts and carefully isolating himself from the sexual goings-on so he could make the right decisions rationally and concentrate on the end product.

Bella shrugged. "He's always undressed. He does his best work like that. At least that's what he says." Which I guess was a reasoning I would use if I was a porn director. "And everyone thinks the movies are pretty good, so it must work!" she added enthusiastically, maybe a little too eager given that we were watching her naked in a shower being filmed by him, while he was as naked as she was. Bella nudged me on the bed to keep watching. Like it was going to get better. Should I be worried?

Eric zoomed in on Angelika's face. She smiled into the camera "Have you finished with Bella?" he asked. She nodded. They either said something I did not hear or had an understanding as Angelika slid down to her knees to take Eric's hard cock in her mouth. Then started to give him an enthusiastic blowjob.

The camera pulled back so you could see Angelika on her knees and Eric standing there with both hands on her head clearly enjoying every movement of her mouth. But wait, who was filming? It took me an instant to work that out. My naked girlfriend. She reframed the shot so you could see she was pinching her nipples with her free hand while filming the sex in front of her with the other.

Eric looked over at her as he thrust deep into Angelika's mouth. "Did Angelika clean you up?" he asked. She answered a soft yes. "For the big event," he smiled.

So everyone there knew that she was getting ready for her first anal with me. I guess that's what I'll have to put up with, that sort of workplace. Eric pulled his cock back out of Angelika's mouth. Bella focussed the shot on his sex and her face. "We'll have to get your boyfriend's permission before we put this one up, right?" Eric smiled, clearly ogling my girlfriend there in the nude. The shot stopped.

And it was back after a second or two. Either the phone had a top quality zoom or Bella was now squatting down right up near the other two as Eric resumed fucking Angelika's mouth. A short visual of one of Bella's breasts suggested that she was up close to them. "His permission. I'll show him and see if he likes it," she breathed.

She let the camera drop enough to show where she had her free hand now, it was between her legs.

On the bed she had a grip on my cock. "What do you think?" she asked. "Do you like it?"

I groaned which I worried was my assent for her, for Eric, to do whatever they wanted with that clip. I had just enough functioning braincells to wonder where assistant and makeup artist on a porn shoot ended and active participant began. But that was only for an instant, I parked it as Bella put down the phone and rolled on top of me.

*

I wish I could say that it all worked perfectly from there. Bella only needed to suck me for a moment. I was hard and ready despite any of my misgivings. She placed my member at her usual entrance and sitting on top she had me deep inside her straight away. It felt great, as great as it ever was. I like fucking my girlfriend. But I also felt the thrill of the unknown, what was promised to happen up her butt. We kept fucking with that extra intensity because both of us were looking towards the moment.

"Ready," Bella whispered eagerly.

"Ready," I whispered back just as keenly.

She took me out and placed me that little bit higher as she sat. "There," she advised. I felt my way in a little. But that was all. We tried again. Same thing, I could get the tip a tiny way in and that was it.

"Hmm," Bella commented. She got off and reading my mind she got onto all fours on the bed with her head down and her bum up. I got up and moved behind her. I licked a finger and placed it at her new opening.

"Ready?" I asked and she groaned. I gently pushed the finger through her ring and was in up to the second knuckle. "Is that okay?" I checked and again Bella groaned her assent.

I moved the finger around, careful not to cause any pain or anything. Clearly it was okay because Bella put one of her fingers in there too, right next to mine. So together we gave her butt its first taste of what the full experience could be. I felt her gently spasm suggesting that what we were doing was good. I took my finger out. Bella held that position of submission, then spread her cheeks to help me get in there. My cock was hard. But this was harder. Again I could not get the entire helmet in there, let alone any chance of getting further.

I rolled onto my back and gave Bella a hug. Face to face, we kissed as my cock went straight up into her pussy. I was immediately buried deep.

"Well..." I started. And stopped because I could now concentrate on the fucking again. And the kissing.

Ending our kiss, Bella looked me in the eye. "If you want to do it there..." she started then seemed to be weighing up what she was about to say. She decided. "I could get Angelika over."

Was she serious? What about our relationship, this intimacy? But then Angelika had been naked with Bella and intimate with her butt. She had shaved Bella's crotch clean. Was I owed some action with Angelika in return? But that was her work? Would I have one of my colleagues over for dinner to explain spreadsheets to Bella.

Bella snapped her fingers at me. "Where are you Mister?" she demanded. We were still fucking.

"Are you close?" I asked dreamily.

"I'm always close," she smiled back. "But only you can get me there."

That's what it took to bring me back to the here and now as we both picked up our rhythms and really pounded into each other. We came at the same time, one of our best.

*

On Friday I was pleased to see that although the morning was already hot, Bella chose to wear shorts to work rather than another dress. Sure, she was showing off a lot of bare leg but well, wasn't that better than no protection? From any escalation?

"You're looking great today, Bella," I told her as she prepared to leave our house. She wriggled her bum at me in response. Was she growing bolder?

*

That Friday afternoon Bella texted me that she was going to be late home. I texted her back That's okay, my work is hosting drinks after work. And she replied Same here.

I did wonder about that. We were celebrating the delivery of a major report to one of our big clients. It was not hard to guess that Bella's work would be celebrating something rather different in rather a different way.

Mr Jones stood up after his second mid-strength beer and cracked a few jokes before naming some of us for our contributions to the report. After he especially thanked me at the end for pulling the conclusions together, Rosemary came over to congratulate me. She placed a hand on my arm and gave me a big smile. Then she pointed to her nearly empty wine glass.

"I don't know what I'll do if I have another one of these," she teased me.

Michael, the Business Analyst on our team heard that, came over and placed an arm over Rosemary's shoulder which seemed quite daring. "I know what you'll do," Michael smiled down at her. She pulled her 'it was a joke' face and shrugged him off.

"How's Bella getting on?" Rosemary asked me, I guess to blank out Michael. "Has she got a job yet?"

"She's doing some temp work," I tried. We had not discussed what I should say to that type of question.

"I hope she survives," Rosemary continued, "temp work can be so demeaning." Um, I thought.

"I guess," I replied and excused myself to the bathroom. I knew I shouldn't, but in the privacy of my toilet cubicle, I checked the app. They had just posted a new BTS clip. Knowing it was foolish, I pressed Play.

Eric and Bella were on a sofa together. Eric was hugging Bella thanking her for the excellence of her week's work. "This is our new assistant," he raved into the camera, "she's already like part of the family." I hope not, I thought.

Bella was smiling for the camera. But then she slapped Eric's hand away, the one that was squeezing her breast through her dress. "Eric," she warned him trying to keep convivial, "get your hand off that!"

"But you're so beautiful," he slobbered. And that hand stayed there. If anything he was groping around for her nipple.

The camera pulled back. To my complete lack of surprise, Eric was stark naked and wanking himself with his other hand. "You're indispensable. And irresistible," he enthused. He tried to get his hand under Bella's top to really get at her tits. She turned to confront him only to end with his face on hers. He pushed his lips onto hers and gave her a deep kiss as he succeeded getting to her breast under her top.

That was enough, I needed to get back to my drinks. For sanity's sake. Back in there, Mr Jones called me over. He was talking to Michael and Rosemary, telling them that he had been with the company for 20 years and if they stayed that long, they should expect some rewards. He looked to me. "We're expecting big things of you after today's success. Stick around and this company will certainly reward you."

Unfortunately, I was distracted by how Bella's company may be rewarding her at that very moment. The others in my circle with their second drinks for the night did not seem to notice my discomfort. Why should they? In my pocket, my phone pressed against me, a reminder that I wanted to check for further updates on that other Friday drinks event.

Somehow I restrained myself until I got home which I did before Bella. She texted me to say that she was on her way which was a relief. I had worried that they would drag her out to a sex club or something and I would not see her until they were done with her. Still the kissing and groping in the clip was an escalation. Only shortly before, she was reminding Eric that he was not to touch her. And now he had had his tongue in her mouth and his hands on her breasts. That much I knew. What more was there?

I checked my phone. There were two more clips.

I thought of waiting for Bella. But I had already waited long enough and judging by the time stamps the damage was done long ago. I started the first new one.

Eric was sitting next to Bella on the couch. It may have occurred only a short time after the earlier one. He was of course on display and still hard, his cock sticking straight up. I sucked in some air. Bella had her top off. She sat there in her shorts and sports bra. Eric was playing at measuring her tits, like he had never seen them before. Of course, the shower clips had not gone on the site. So this was a fantasy that the rest of the company was getting to see a hint of the new girl's flesh for the first time.

"They're a nice shape," Eric narrated, "who thought that they would look this good under those clothes that you wear." He reached over to squeeze both of her breasts through the bra. He was clearly trying to turn her on.

"Don't forget that there's a living breathing woman attached to those things," Bella sniped back at her boss. You go girl, I cheered. But I suspected I was about to be deflated.

Eric smiled. "Don't forget that you lost," he reminded her. "And the forfeits that you agreed to."

"I didn't agree," Bella tried, but Eric just held that smile. They both looked like she was going to pay the price. The camera operator stepped back to get more of the two of them in the frame.

"One minute," Eric instructed. And Bella reached down and grabbed his cock with one hand and began to jack him. Meanwhile Eric turned one cup down to expose Bella's breast. He twiddled her nipple. Then Karl, their main porn actor, plonked down on the other side Bella on the couch, naked and erect of course. He squeezed into her other side. Karl was looking at his phone, concentrating on that as if it was irrelevant that his thigh pressed against hers and his cock was hard, right next to her. He had other things on his mind. A countdown. "Ten, nine, eight..." he started. And at the end Bella let go of Eric and stuffed her breast back in her bra.

"No one came," Karl noted.

"Just as well," chimed a young female voice from outside the frame. Who was that? I worried.

In the picture, Eric beamed. Bella shook her head. "How did I get myself into this?" she wondered aloud. Then blew a kiss at the camera. "The best job in the world!" The end.

One clip to go. Dare I check it? That word circled in my mind, escalation. I had to remind myself where Bella was working. And how I would have to accept a moral change, if that was the right term.

Well, I reasoned, how much worse could it be? I pressed Play.

Bella was sitting on the couch between Angelika and an attractive thin brunette. Bella was dressed again, in her shorts and her top. Angelika wore a short robe that she had wrapped tightly around her body so that she looked decent. The brunette was done up like a burlesque show. She had black lacy bra on under a sheer lacy top. And she had the shortest black leather skirt possible to still be called a skirt. Her legs were exposed right up to the top of her thighs as she sat there, close up to my girlfriend.

All three were watching whatever was going on behind the camera. The men were there out of shot, presumably up to something to amuse the women.

Karl spoke up first. "You're looking good, Sarah. Eric, your girlfriend looks like she fits right in here. Why hasn't she been working with us?"

Sarah, looking like she had just walked off the set of a porno, pouted. "I've been busy, Karl," she snapped. She looked Bella up and down. "The new girl," she smiled, giving Bella a hug. "White cotton panties," she recalled.

Eric came into shot to sit on the arm of the couch next to his girlfriend, naked of course. Sarah reached up, gently took his cock in her fingers and gave it a kiss on right on the end.

Karl interrupted. "We still have to play the last game if you two can control yourselves," he told Eric and Sarah.

"A game?" Bella wondered. But she seemed amused.

"It's called who has the best panties," Karl explained. "There's a big prize for first place, and forfeit for the loser."

Bella rolled her eyes. "Sounds like fun," she stated drolly. "Who's the judge?" she asked Karl.

"Him and me," Karl replied. "Now are we ready to play? I want you three to turn around on the couch and point your bums at the camera so we can play 'who has the best panties.' Okay let's go!"

Sarah got up first and turned around. Not surprisingly her skirt covered nothing. She had a black g-string that totally did not hide anything apart from a thin strip of modesty right between her legs. She looked great of course. She knew how to dress for such an eventuality. Eric ran his hand over the bare buttock near him and beamed. Yes, he was right to be proud of Sarah.

Next Angelika got up and turned around. She undid the robe and let it slip down off her body. Not surprisingly she was wearing nothing under the robe. She was on her knees, completely naked.

Eric looked across at her and then at the guys behind the camera and shook his head. "That's a disqualification," he announced.

"That's right," Karl confirmed. "No panties is a DQ. So we only have one contestant to go..."

Bella played up to it, looked around the room then gave a wide-eyed 'oh it's me' look into the camera. She got up, turned around and showed her bum to the camera.

Eric shook his head. "We have to actually be able to see the panties to judge them," he warned Bella.

"Did I sign up for this?" she complained.

"Our regular Friday team-building exercise," Karl responded. Maybe he was being serious. Who knows?

Of course the girls started clapping and chanting "Panties, panties!" from each side of Bella. Deciding it was low stakes to play, she turned back onto her bum to acquiesce, to undo her shorts -- which had seemed like such a sensible idea in the morning -- and pull them down her legs. Angelika ensured that the shorts came right off, carefully easing them over Bella's feet.

Bella shook her head one more time and got back up on her knees on the couch, her bum facing the camera.

"Oh no," Karl complained.

"Again!" Sarah exclaimed.

"What?" Bella looked over her shoulder towards the camera to see what was wrong.

"Eric," Karl called out, "she's wearing those white cotton things again!"

Eric looked over at Bella trying to appear serious. "I warned you about those things. This is not how we operate here."

"Well I didn't think anyone was going to see them!" Bella complained.

Eric shook his head. "That clearly didn't work out, did it? In this business we have to be prepared for anything. Bella, I'm disappointed. But I'll give you one more chance."

Sarah grabbed her man's cock which was halfway hard and stroked it back up. She turned to Bella who was still foolishly perched on her knees. "Don't worry, he'll give you a lot more chances. He likes you and he's going to see how far he can get with you." Sarah gave the now hard cock a big kiss like she thought that was a great idea.

Karl then spoke up. "One good thing about this breach of company policy is that we have a clear winner and a clear loser."

Eric smiled at his girlfriend. "Well, I think we know who the winner is." And he pushed his cock into her mouth.

Karl came into view at that moment. "There's the other part of your prize," he announced, his hard cock swinging at her. He moved Eric's girlfriend off the couch onto her knees on the floor. All the time she kept blowing Eric.

And Karl had a plan. With Sarah on her knees, he lifted her g-string to one side and plunged his cock into her so that she was getting and giving pleasure at both ends.

You could see Bella look on in shock with Angelika pressing herself right onto my girlfriend while watching Sarah's performance with admiration. She turned to Bella and said loudly "there is a forfeit for the loser."

Bella suddenly looked very worried. But at that moment the video ended.

My cock was almost painfully hard in anticipation. But willpower, I decided to wait for Bella before doing anything. Even though I was stuck with the fear of finding out what Bella had to do. And the admitted thrill of having to wait to learn what it was.

*

I knew I did not have to wait long since Bella had told me that she was on her way. I decided to play it cool, turned on some mindless TV show. And when I heard Bella opening the door I pretended to keep watching the show.

Not that Bella was fooled when she walked in. "You saw the videos," she announced straight off.

I kept my eyes on whatever was happening on the screen. "Yes," I recited, "but it cut out at an interesting time."

"Turn off the television," Bella ordered. "There's another video."

I kept watching. "There's always another video," I stated. Obviously yet to go up on the site.

Bella sighed, and I wondered why I was making this difficult for her. "Don't worry," she laughed, "it isn't anything I haven't done before."

I turned to look at her in surprise. "That doesn't really narrow down the options."

Bella pretended to look horrified at my suggestion. "Well, there's a few things!" She put her hands on her hips. I noticed that she had her shorts and her top on. As if nothing had happened. Something had, but what. "Do you want to see the video or not?" Bella taunted me. I kind of nodded, and Bella gave me a sly smile. "You might want to get naked," she warned. So we headed straight to the bedroom.

The video started some short while after the previous one had ended. Sarah had swapped Eric and Karl around so that she was blowing Karl, and her boyfriend was fucking her. She was still on the floor, on her knees. Fucking her from behind, Eric leant forward to whisper in her ear. The camera closed in on them. "Darling," Eric asked his girlfriend, "do we get to use the other hole?"

Since she had her mouth full with Karl, Sarah's muffled response could have been a yes or a no. I guessed that her body language said 'why not?'

The camera panned up to show Angelika eating Bella out. Bella had her top still on, but she was naked from the waist down.

On the bed, Bella smiled at me as she slowly stroked my sloop. "Oh, the forfeit was I had to hand over my panties." She undid her shorts and wriggled them down much as she had done in the third video. But this time it was to show me that she had driven home without anything on underneath.

"So we missed the deed?" I asked.

"It was nothing. After Karl announced the forfeit Angelika yanked my panties down in an instant. And that was the last I saw them. But look she made it up to me."

"Have you had a girl do that to you before?" The camera closed up on Bella's pussy and Angelika's tongue.

"Well you go down on me all the time," Bella pointed out. "And it's almost the same except that she's a girl. And she's not as good as you. But maybe that's because she doesn't know me so well yet?" Well who knew the answer to that?

"So they kept your panties," I confirmed.

Bella nodded. "I really am going to have to go shopping tomorrow." She was careful that I did not cum despite the great stuff that she was doing to me.

I came back to reality for a moment. "Why, are they going to have a pantie inspection?" I asked.

Bella nodded. "Actually yes. Apparently it really is in my work conditions. And it's not a big thing. It's not like they'll be seeing them all the time."

I wasn't sure about that. Escalation.

Bella looked at my, kind of strange.

"What?" I recoiled.

She shook her head at how dumb her man was sometimes. "I need a good fucking," she explained like she really should not have to tell me. She took her top off, she was completely naked now. On our bed. Alone with me.

I reached over for a feel of her warm body. Make that hot body. But I could not hold back. "They did not take advantage of you?" I asked.

Bella pulled back from my loose grip. "They wouldn't dare," she asserted. Very strong. And let me move over to her new spot to continue our play. But my mind throbbed with the thought 'really, they wouldn't take advantage of you?' but my cock was on quest of its own. Which was to make my girlfriend happy.

*

Having sorted out the costumes and the makeup, Bella had some spare time to look after the paperwork and the fiddly things, the bookings and the supplies that the studio needed while the rest of the crew were upstairs in the big house shooting the actual production.

At least she thought that she had a break. Suddenly Eric appeared at her door for once flaccid. And he was looking stressed. "Sorry, we need you upstairs on the set. With your makeup stuff."

Bella started to get herself organised to comply. "What happened?" she asked.

Eric rolled his eyes. "Karl came too soon. It happens. But he got a load on Angelika, and we need to get it off so that we can film some more of the actual fucking. I still need angles and faces and close-ups."

Bella found she was concerned for the production. After all, it paid her wages. "What if he can't come again so soon when he's needed?"

Eric had already thought about that, it seemed how quickly he responded. "If necessary, I'll cum on her face. Then we'll straighten it all out in the editing."

"I'd like to see that," Bella stated seriously.

"What, me cumming on your girlfriend's face?"

"No, and don't call her that. She's not. I have a boyfriend. I meant that I would like to see the editing process. See how it all gets put together."

"Well, if you put it like that," Eric conceded.

They were now in the room. Karl was sitting in a chair a little away from the others, looking relaxing, like he could see no problems, especially none where he had stuffed up. Angelika was lying mostly on her back, trying not to let the cum on her face go down the sides but stay there pooled. Greg the cameraman stood over her taking stills of how she was looking there. He saw Eric come in. "For continuity," he insisted.

Then they all noticed that Bella was there. Karl spoke up first. "Pantie inspection," he shouted.

Bella recoiled at that. "Really? Now?" She was about to start cleaning Angelika up, and it seemed like time was of the essence.

Eric suddenly loomed over Bella. "Unless you have something to hide," he growled. It seemed the men were serious.

Bella looked down at Angelika. "I can wait," the cum covered woman told Bella. "Well, for a little while." Opening her mouth to speak let one glob slop straight into Angelika's mouth. She swallowed, licked her lips and smiled.

Bella rolled her eyes, put down her kit and turned to face Eric. "Okay then," she begrudged him as she undid the buttons on her shorts.

"A dress would have been easier," Karl called out from his spot.

Bella gave him a harsh look. "I'll remember that tomorrow," she sneered. But she knew that somehow she had agreed to this. She let her shorts fall to her ankles. And the panties she wore were not cotton. Or white.

She slowly spun around so the room could see that her shapely butt was all but bare. But her front was covered by a sleek black V wedge of material. And they were double banded, which she hoped that would show that they were staying on.

Angelika smiled up at Bella. "I like them, they really suit you. Can you stay like that?" Another glob of cum slipped into her mouth. Bella grimaced at her work pal. "For me?" Angelika pleaded.

Like Bella had a choice. She stepped out of her shorts and reached for her kit. There was still cum to clean off Angelika's face.

*

Bella had booked her car is in for a service.

"Can you drive me in after I drop my car off at the mechanics?" she asked me. I agreed, deciding that although it was out of my way, it was preferable to one of the mechanics dropping her off at her porn shoot.

On the way from the mechanics, she thanked me for looking after her. "You ought to do something about that car breaking down all the time," I cajoled her.

"I will," she agreed. "After a few more months with the studio, I'll be able to afford a new one." And she punched me playfully on the arm.

I looked over to admire her. Bella was wearing a little black dress, as usual showing a lot of bare leg. She smiled back at me, fiddling in her bag. "Good that you're driving me in, it means I can do this." Bella kicked off her shoes and rolled some black stockings up her legs, then she put on a pair of black heels. Then checked herself in the rearview mirror. "Not practical when I'm driving myself," she thanked me. With a glint in her eyes, she ran a hand up my thigh.

I thought of driving her back home and taking advantage of her playful mood. And her appearance. But too soon I pulled up in front of our destination, a big two storey house, like did people actually live here?

I stopped and kept the motor running. Bella smiled at me. "Come in and meet the gang." She gave me a look. "Before they start working."

Yeah, it did feel strange. I was going to meet a group of people I had seen fucking on film. And who gave my girlfriend pantie inspections. And showered in the nude with her. Yeah, I was curious.

We were in through the entrance. No one was around. "They'll be setting up upstairs," Bella decided and took me up the large curving staircase in the middle of the room. "They're through here," she added excitedly, grabbing my hand to lead me through a door. And into a large bedroom. How do people really live in rooms this size, I wondered, or were they built like this to be film sets?

I recognised the four people in the room. Karl and Angelika were sitting across from each other, away from the activity, both wearing robes, waiting patiently for their moment. Greg the cameraman was fiddling with the lighting, getting concerned about the space around the bed and whatever it was that Eric was telling him to do. Eric was naked of course, marching around the room, trying to sort out something with his hand on his cock.

"Morning," Bella sang out which caused a truce between Greg and Eric. They looked over.

Eric noticed me. "You must be Steve, the lucky boyfriend," he beamed, walking towards me with a hand outstretched. The hand that he had been using.

"You don't mind if..." I started.

"Of course not!" he laughed, and went back to what he was doing with his hand. Then he looked over at Bella. "Forfeit time," he ordered her. Bella shot a worried look my way. Eric saw that. "You know the rules," he told her.

Bella shrugged. And dropped her skirt. I was wrong, it was not a dress, she was wearing a two-piece. I gasped as she stood there in the middle of the room. The pair in the robes had got up from their seats, they were both admiring Bella. The stockings that she had put on in the car were hold-ups. There was a deal of white flesh between the tops of those stockings and the g-string that she was wearing which was the tiniest possible. At the front it dipped to just above the top of her slit. That was a surprise to me. Just as well she was shaved bare. Otherwise any pubic hair at all would have been visible. And as she turned around, I could only accept that any material at the back was virtually invisible. Her butt looked completely bare.

"Best forfeit yet!" Karl celebrated.

"Winner, girl!" Angelika agreed. And then she turned to me. And quickly walked over. "While they're sorting things out, let's you and me..." she started as she took my arm and led me out of the room into another bedroom. I did notice that the other four, including Bella, were deep in conversation about something with Greg gesticulating about an issue that had him fired up.

"I've so wanted to meet the boyfriend," Angelika oozed as she sat down next to me on the bed. Somehow her robe had disappeared and she was completely nude. She was as irresistible in person as she was in the clips I had watched. And the movie. As she pressed into my side, I could only think that I was sitting next to this naked woman who I had watched fucking, who had showered with my girlfriend and eaten her out. Who was telling me about how much she loved working with Bella and how great it was that Bella was fitting in so well with them.

So I had no defences to put up when she pulled down my pants and got my hard cock out. Before I could even think to say 'what are you doing?' she had it down her throat.

And so I had given myself up to my first pornstar blowjob, something I had never even dreamed of a month before. There was nothing I could do, I came copiously in Angelika's mouth. She swallowed it down happily.

At which point Bella appeared at the doorway, a wry smile on her face. She gave Angelika a reproachful look. "Thought I would find you two in here," Bella admonished.

Angelika was not at all concerned. She looked up at me. "I hear you want me to teach you anal sex?"

I looked speechless at Bella. "Well, you need the practice," Bella told me. "And she knows how to do it. I thought she could teach us."

"Bella, where are you?" Eric shouted from the other room.

"We've got to start," Bella told me. Well, it was a workplace, after all. We all headed back into the main bedroom.

The three there turned as we walked in. "Bella has another forfeit," Angelika announced as we joined them. Most of us looked curious about that. "I gave Steve the blowjob," she advised. And looked at Bella. No chance for me to apologise. Or say anything for that matter.

Bella moved so that she was the centre of all our attention. She knew what to do. The top came off. The bra she had on matched the g-string. In other words it was as sheer as it could be, just covering her nipples and not much more. And from the back, she seemed completely naked. I dared not ask but I guessed that would be how she presented for the rest of the day, the assistant on the shoot who was not meant to be part of the action. Karl's cock was on the rise through the front of his open robe.

"Um," I said, "I better get going. You all have work to do and I have to get to my job." Like I was saying the lamest thing possible. "And," I added, "darling. I'll come back to pick you up after you finish work."

Just that, I tried to convince myself as I headed down the staircase, what Bella was doing was just normal, just another job.

*

Shortly before lunchtime, our resident Mr Popular, Michael, was doing the rounds of our desks on the way back from somewhere to his. He smiled at me. "You were late in this morning. Everything okay?" he asked.

Well, I drove my girlfriend to a porn shoot where I got a superb blowjob from a naked pornstar while my girlfriend stripped down to the sexist, briefest outfit imaginable to impress her work colleagues all but one of whom were nude with two sporting big erections. And I've been wondering what she had been getting up to with them for the past three hours. Oh and the naked pornstar offered me anal sex. I looked Michael in the eyes and smiled. "Yeah, it's been okay so far. Busy," I told him. He seemed happy with that and moved on.

*

Bella came straight out of the house when I pulled up to collect her. Back fully dressed of course. I did not get another chance to see the crew. Was she keeping me away from Angelika after the morning's session? I did not even get a chance to get out of the car.

Bella got in and reached over to give me a big hug. "Best boyfriend ever," she insisted.

What had I done to be told that, I wondered. Or rather, I wondered what she had done to tell me that. I had checked the app on the way over. There were no BTS videos posted. Which to my mind was not a good thing. They did not put the ones up the site that they thought I should see first. How many would I have to watch? After all, when I left her in the morning, Bella was in the sheerest underwear, offset by sexy stockings and high heels. On a porn set. I could not imagine Eric or Karl, or for that matter Angelika being able to keep their hands off her in that state.

Bella may have read my mind. "I am so horny for you," she oozed. "Do you know how it is to be walking around like that and not getting any of the action because you are saving yourself for your boyfriend?" She looked like she meant it.

"You weren't tempted?"

"Of course I was tempted. But I wanted to save myself for you. And..."

"And?"

"They made it hard for me, let me tell you. Now get driving so we can get home. Or else I am going to devour you right here. Whatever the consequences." She meant it.

I looked around the street. There seemed to be a lot of people about. Although a few would have been too many for me to satisfy her there. I drove her to the mechanics, left her to settle up with them and then follow me home. She was jumpy, talkative all the way to the mechanics. But we talked about anything than that -- than her day at work.

Back home ahead of Bella, I decided if it was good enough for Eric, it was good enough for me. I stripped off and stroked myself for the few moments until I was hard. I checked the site again for any new BTS. Still nothing. Despite what Bella had insisted, I started to imagine what she might have got up to during the day. That got me worked up.

I was also wondering, what would Eric do? I would try to put myself in his place. Which needed a woman present. When I heard Bella pull up.

I was on the couch naked, hard, when Bella came in. Her dress came straight off, there she was in that ultra skimpy outfit. She turned around to give me the nude back view.

Then she noticed my phone. "There are no BTS," she told me. "They had a lot of work to get through. And if you think I was a distraction..." Bella came up close and thrust her only just covered crotch at me.

"But when I left you..." I started.

"Oh yeah," Bella remembered. "Eric made me get dressed straight after. I think he didn't want his girlfriend to see me like that. And..." She gave me the biggest smile.

"And?" I asked her.

Bella did a little dance for me, shaking her bare hips, her breasts shimmying, nipples just staying hidden. "Have you ever seen a man cum without touching himself?" she asked me, wide eyed.

"Can't say that I have." Although I was getting the idea from the show that Bella was putting on for me.

Bella gleamed. "Well, I have now. I didn't know I can have that effect on men."

Oh God, I thought. She's one step from it. But I spoke up, trying not to reach down to stroke myself. "Well, I'm not surprised that you have that effect," I managed to say.

Bella turned side on, giving me a good view of the smooth curve of her luscious bottom. "It's a superpower that I am going to have to learn to control."

"Why don't we take this to the bedroom?" I suggested.

But Bella was not finished as she stood there, provocatively so close to me. "I wonder if it's me they are interested in, the person? Or whether they just like the idea of attractive women being easily available to them?" she pondered.

I decided to have a poke at her. "So they don't like the idea of a woman not being easily available to them?"

Bella thought about that for a moment. "I Guess. But that's part of the attraction of porn, isn't it? That any attractive woman who appears in a film is happy to be fucked by anyone."

Where was this heading? "And you?" I asked her.

Bella stroked the visible area above her g-string where her bush used to be. "Well, I've got you here and now," she cooed. "Let's deal with what we've got. Do you like the view from the back?" She turned around again. And almost certainly put her hands deep into her pussy. She wriggled her bum at me.

I felt I had to counter her provocation. "Do you like showing yourself off like that?"

Which did feel a bit silly since I was naked and yes, I was wanking. What else could I do at the sight my girlfriend was giving me? She turned and strode out of our lounge room down the corridor to our bedroom. What else could I do but follow her?

*

Bella was full of energy the next morning. She insisted on a fuck before she got up to shower. Another one. I had lost count. I could hear her singing as she scooted around the house getting ready. I found her eating breakfast in the kitchen, wrapped in her robe.

"You're excited about today," I noted.

Bella smiled at me. "I'll be showing myself off again," she boasted. "You don't mind?" And if I did. If only I could have warned her at that point that she would not be showing herself off today. But how would I know?

"What do you have planned?" I thought I better ask. It seemed to be that she held all the cards. Again, what would I know?

"Do you like this?" she smiled. And let the robe drop. She was covered in a full body stocking, the type that showed everything. "Do you think they'll like it?" she asked, smirking like she had only just realised what effect she could have on men by dressing like that.

"Well, I can't speak for them..." I started. But quickly added "it does the job for me."

"But you're my boyfriend," she countered, "so you don't count. You get privileges. And I know what turns you on. Boyfriends are safe, no matter what you do. Today I feel dangerous." She shimmied from her shoulders to demonstrate that every move of her breasts was enhanced by the way the lingerie clung to her.

"Are you going to be comfortable in that?" I wondered. Clinging to her for the day.

"That's not the point," Bella countered. Well, I assumed, she knew what she was doing.

There was plenty of BTS throughout the day, so I was easily able to piece together how things went for Bella. She marched into the house they were using to find a loud goings-on in the kitchen, down on the ground floor. As ever, Eric was naked, bouncing around while slurping a Redbull. Karl and Angelika were in their robes. As Bella had explained to me, they did not want any visible indentations from clothes to spoil their natural beauty.

Two curvy blondes wearing sweats were sitting and sipping coffees at the breakfast bench sharing a joke with Eric when they could grab his attention, particularly one who literally grabbed Eric's arm to talk at him. These blondes were new to me.

Bella entered the kitchen, looking almost over-dressed since she had a sundress on over her outfit, no doubt she had reasoned to make it more dramatic when she showed them what it was. The blondes saw her and one of them called out "the makeup girl is here!" like that was the best thing that had happened to them so far that day.

"We're the pornstars," the chatty blonde told Bella. "But we need you to really fix us up for the shoot."

Bella looked over to Eric for some support.

"Big orgy scene today," he told her then looked greedily at the talent. "We're going to be busy!"

The blondes stood up. Bella would be the first one to be busy. She bit her lip. And realised that she was, after all, the makeup girl. There was no one else. "Come with me," she told them, trying to sound positive. Bella led the pair to the room on the ground floor where she could make them up.

The pair stripped off so that Bella could groom them, tidy them up and get them ready for being in the glare of the camera and the lights. After a short while Eric came through the door. He was still naked of course. And he was wanking himself, his usual erection.

"What's going on Eric?" Bella asked him.

He sidled up to embrace each of the naked women with his non-wanking hand. "This is Roxy. And this is Hannah," he told Bella, "if you haven't been introduced." They hadn't. "They're here because today is orgy day." And then he continued on before that could land. "And this is intern Robin." A short youngish woman with spiky hair dressed in combat pants and a loose windcheater was behind him. Bella had not noticed her until now.

"Robin's from film school. She's here to film everything I do today." He turned to face the intern still wanking. Robin appeared to only concerned that what Eric was doing to his cock was in the centre of the shot. Eric continued, untroubled by that, probably encouraged. "She's probably going to make a feminist documentary of this with me as the star." The intern grunted, maybe she was agreeing. "And," Eric chose to add, "she can join in the orgy if she feels like it." Robin rolled her eyes at that possibility. Bella was still taking it all in. But the pornstars had issues.

"Why do we have to get made up down here," Roxy complained. "Why can't we get made up upstairs next to the bedroom where it's all going to take place?" Hannah nodded in support of her friend or whatever they were.

Eric let go of his cock so that he could gesticulate with both hands. However, it remained hard, pointing out at whoever he was addressing. "The story goes like this. Angelika and Karl will be at it on the big bed. You two arrive to visit and think that no one is at home. So you decide to explore the house. That's why you are starting on the ground floor. You go up that staircase when you get overcome with passion for each other."

At that point Hannah burst out laughing. "What's so funny?" Eric asked her, clearly bemused.

"You said 'over cum,' like cum," she chortled. In fact she was laughing so much she was out of breath. Bella looked worried but Hannah waved her away. "I just need my puffer," she gasped and produced the device from her bag and took a long puff on it. She seemed to have recovered.

Eric counted to three then continued. "You two pash on the stairs and then get drawn towards the main bedroom where you find Angelika and Karl so you both join in with them."

Roxy was scratching her chin. "There don't seem to be enough cocks," she observed. Bella looked closely at her face to see if she needed to attend to the chin with her makeup kit.

Eric smiled. "What do you think this is for?" he asked Roxy. He grabbed it and pointed it at her.

Unfazed, Roxy turned to Hannah. "It will do," she shrugged.

"Looks okay to me," Hannah agreed.

Eric gave them both his sardonic smile. "I'm glad you like it. Remember you are being paid. And there will be another cock. I've got Lissa and Ken booked, they're supposed to be here soon. You both know them, I think."

"Good friends," Roxy confirmed.

Hannah gave Roxy a concerned look. "If by 'good friends' you mean we've fucked them plenty of times on film, yes," Hannah elaborated. "They don't say much but they know what to do with a naked girl."

"Glad to hear it," Eric concluded. He looked at Bella. "So if you can get these two looking decent..." He paused. "Get them looking indecent," he corrected, "and we can get this film made."

He strode off immediately after that with the intern Robin close by him. He was wanking himself back to hard again. "Are you sure you don't want to help out with that?" he suggested to Robin pointing his cock at her. Bella did not hear Robin's response, they were well out of the room, heading back up to get Angelika and Karl started.

Roxy and Hannah had gone upstairs to see what was going there when Ken and Lissa turned up. They found Bella in her ground floor room.

Ken strode up to Bella. "You're the girl who's going to get me hard?" he asked her.

Bella looked at Lissa. "Don't you?"

Lissa shrugged back. "We're professionals. We usually have someone on set to look after us between shots."

Bella shrugged back. "Well, I'm makeup. That's as much as I do."

Ken smiled. "If you say so."

"The shoot's upstairs. I can get you ready," Bella offered.

Ken looked Bella over. "What do you have on underneath that?" he pointed at Bella's dress like it was an irritating obstacle.

"Oh nothing," Bella responded automatically.

Ken pretended to get excited at that. "If it's nothing we absolutely want to see." Lissa nodded an enthusiastic agreement to that. He stepped up close to Bella. "It's just a job after all," he suggested.

Before Bella could do anything Ken had her dress over her head. Bella stood there, completely exposed in her body stocking. "That's not nothing," Ken observed.

"Better than nothing," Lissa agreed. Ken had a handful of mesh covered breast.

"I don't know," Bella tried to rejoin. But another part of her was protesting at Eric's earlier indifference to her. When he told her not to show off. Well now look at her! She rolled her shoulders back to let Ken even more easily maul her breasts through the material. She let Lissa kiss her. And then realised that Ken was fiddling with her around her crotch. Bella could feel her needs taking over.

"We'll take that whimper as a 'yes,' I think," Ken stated.

"It's not a no, is it?" Lissa agreed, breaking her kiss for a moment.

'What am I saying yes to?' Bella wondered. Did she care? Lissa kiss felt good. And so did Ken's hands on her breasts and on her pussy.

Lissa broke the kiss again. "You're not going to fuck her, Ken?"

Ken looked past Bella at Lissa. "Just a few strokes to get me in the mood." He fingered Bella's crotch more strongly through the body stocking. "There's usually a seam around here," he asked Lissa.

"Let me," she agreed. Lissa felt around the crotch there for a moment, then pulled at a seam, succeeding with her fingers going straight up between Bella's lips. Bella shuddered, worried it was too much. But Lissa's exploration proved how much she was turned on. And what would be the point of refusing the thing her body was screaming for.

Now Ken found out how wet Bella was, his fingers replacing Lissa's. He had his cock out. And Lissa was stripping off. Ken placed Bella on her knees facing Lissa who sat back spreading her legs right at Bella's face. Bella got the message and dove in with her tongue.

True to his word, Ken plunged his cock deep into Bella's cunt, stilled it in there buried as far as he could go. He pulled out most of the way, then pumped her another two times and again pulled out. Right out this time. Lissa noticed and pulled back from the work that Bella was doing on her.

"I think we're ready," Ken told Lissa who stood up, completely nude. Ken buttoned up and they walked out of the room. Bella stayed like that, on her knees, for a moment wondering what had just happened to her. She got up and went to see where they had gone. From her doorway she saw them in the atrium, watched them hand in hand ascend the staircase. They were chatting like they had no concern for Bella or what they had done. Just a regular couple. If you ignored Lissa's complete nudity.

Bella retreated. They could have at least said thank you, she grumbled to herself as she straightened up her room. And after a moment's thought about it, she put the dress back on. She had work to do.

What Bella had not realised was that Eric had come down to welcome the couple but too late, they had already come in and found Bella. Eric had got the intern to discretely film the lot. He would decide what do with the clip later.

*

Bella, with no one to tend to and all the paperwork organised, was wondering what to do with herself when the intern Robin appeared at her door.

"Eric needs you upstairs," Robin told her, like there was nothing special going on up there.

Eric was fucking Roxy when Bella entered the master bedroom. In fact, with the exception of Greg the cameraman, everyone was fucking someone. Ken and Karl were sharing Angelika. And Lissa was getting to know Hannah.

Eric looked up at Bella. "It's a classic orgy," he recited, "three men and four women. Plenty of possible permutations. It gets complicated with more people that. Just as well you two didn't want to join in."

Bella looked for any reaction from Robin, but the intern was concentrating on making sure that she had Eric in shot while he pontificated. Bella felt the space between her legs where Ken had been, even for that short time. She felt angry and frustrated that Eric had relegated her. It did not help when Eric got off Roxy and went over to prod Lissa from behind. Lissa was on her knees licking Hannah. Since she was into that, Hannah gave Eric no reaction as he started to fuck her. Hannah knew what was what. She eased back from Lissa then got up, went over to Roxy, laying a hand on her shoulder to draw her forward for a kiss.

"How long do you think they'll last?" Robin asked Bella. She acted offhand, like so what.

"This will go on for a while," Bella warned her. "It's a movie, not an orgy."

And as if to prove Bella right, Eric called cut and pulled out of Lissa. The rest stopped where they were. Both Ken and Karl stayed in Angelika. They just stopped where they were.

Eric called over to Bella who went over to find out what was up. "A lot of sweating," he told her. "Everyone's getting a bit shiny. Not our thing. Can you get us all back to natural?"

Bella nodded and looked to Greg the cameraman. "Turn off the lights for a moment or two," she told him. "And open some windows to see if there's a breeze. I'll see what I can do."

Fortunately there was a breeze. "Take ten," Eric called out, so the other men pulled out of Angelika. Bella started to do the rounds.

"Does anyone do continuity?" Robin asked Eric.

"That will be you," he replied. Robin seemed to be empowered by that order. Like it meant that she could push people around or something. The intern stopped her filming and began to take photos of the various combinations, ordering them to get back into the positions that they were in when Eric had shouted 'cut.' Ken and Karl placed Angelika where they had had her. And both re-entered her and held there for Robin to record.

Meanwhile Bella got to work. Funny, she considered, how being around naked bodies, all of them sweating from fucking each other under the lights, touching them and touching them up, it all seemed so matter of course to her. At least she tried to convince herself that was the case. She was too aware of where the body stocking no longer covered her, that seam along her crotch, where she could even now still feel the absence of Ken.

Soon Bella was done, so she started back towards the bedroom door to leave them to it. Eric noticed. "No," he ordered, "stay. We'll need you here to keep us looking good. Touch us up. Easier than having to call you back in."

Bella complied, pretending an indifference to the groups of naked actors who began fucking each other again. She distracted herself by trying to work out which of them, if any, were actually enjoying themselves. Bella was sure that Eric was having the time of his life. But the others? They seemed to her to be too much doing a job.

And before long Bella found herself drawn into the action in an interesting way. She was not required for anything sexual, indeed the opposite. Eric had a brainwave, the novel effect of an indifferent dressed makeup artist wandering into the scenes to touch up one of the performers who would stop their thrusting and hold still to let Bella do her work. Meanwhile plenty of fucking and sucking went on around them. In silent agreement, Greg filmed the fucking while Robin filmed Bella working on whoever was paused. Eric beamed like he had conceived a masterpiece.

Not soon enough for Bella it came to an end. First Eric came, ejaculating on Lissa's face. She squeezed her eyes shut realising where Eric was aiming. She hissed something gutteral at him. Ken and Karl who were double teaming Angelika took Eric as their cue and both pulled out wanking themselves hard to come on her chest, almost at the same time. Roxy and Hannah just stopped.

Robin took particular care to film the aftermath, the women except for Lissa getting up to regather their clothes like they were about to clock off their shift. Ken and Karl lolled about on the floor like they were wiped out after the final siren had rung. Eric was bouncing around Greg, already wanking himself again while firing questions at Greg about how the shoot had gone, how quickly he could get edit it so they could release it. That would go into the day's BTS.

Robin carefully filmed Eric and Greg's carry-on about finishing the film. Finished with Greg, Eric turned to the intern, wanking in her direction. "Are you ready to fuck me yet?" Eric asked her, smiling hopefully at her.

She shook her head. "Just stay back there," she requested, "and pretend that I'm not here." Robin still had her agenda which did not seem to involve any sexual involvement.

Lissa waved at Bella who went over to her. "Get this shit off me," Lissa ordered, one eye still closed tight as she pointing almost unnecessarily at her face.

Bella dabbed at Lissa's eyes with a series of makeup pads. "How's that?" she asked the seething pornstar.

"Almost," Lissa replied seeming a little happier. "But there's still some that those pads can't get. Do you mind licking the rest off?" She paused sensing Bella's reticence. "From experience, that's the best way to get me completely clean." And she added "please" like she would be really grateful.

Bella shrugged. She had already licked Lissa to some level of excitement when she had Ken's cock inside her. So this was... She was not sure what it was, as she got right down close to the pornstar, ran her tongue gently over each of Lissa's closed eyes. And it was strangely sensual for Bella, the tang of the remaining traces of Eric's cum along with softness of the skin of Lissa's eyelids against the hardness of her eyeballs.

Lissa felt it too. Bella pulled back from the pornstar, her job complete. But Lissa grabbed the back of Bella's head and forced her into a deep kiss. When that was over, even though Bella was reeling from the buzz of it all she still managed to notice that Robin had filmed it.

Standing up and regaining her senses, Bella realised that the day was done, that while she was attending Lissa the others were getting dressed, heading out of the room. Eric though was still wanking. Like he was determined to be the last one to leave the party. He noticed Bella and stopped for a moment to go to his briefcase and check his phone. Then he beckoned Bella over.

At last, she thought, he wants to do something to me. She felt sort of ready, what with the taste of his cum still in her mouth after the thing with Lissa. All she had to do was lift her dress over her head. Like she had imagined at the start of the day. She stopped that thought. What was she becoming? Did she have any self-control? Still she approached Eric, suddenly realising that they were the only two in the room. Even Robin had disappeared.

Bella stood there expectantly. But Eric turned away from her and reached into his briefcase again. "This is for you," he muttered, very subdued for Eric. With both hands well away from his cock.

Bella took the offered document from Eric and studied it, not quite believing.

"It's your first bonus cheque," Eric confirmed.

Bella stared at Eric to make sure he was serious and then read it again. "It's a lot. Are you sure?" she asked.

Eric batted that away. "Don't worry. I'm not going soft or bribing you or anything like that. It's simple economics." He almost unconsciously started to wank himself again now that his hands were free. "Our BTS revenue has gone through the roof since you joined. So you actually earned it yourself." Then he added so matter of fact, "oh by the way, there's something you should probably see."

Bella looked at Eric, curious, unknowing. Eric grabbed his phone again and flicked through it. And then she learned that Robin had filmed her encounter with Ken and Lissa downstairs. She watched herself getting fucked by Ken.

"Well?" Eric asked her.

*

Bella came in through the door fast and loud. Something was up, I realised, and put the dinner making on hold. She quickly found me in the kitchen, a wild look in her eyes. I went to say something like welcome home. I was not quick enough.

"Just fuck me," she ordered. "Don't ask any questions."

Okay then, I decided. That was easy. We dashed to the bedroom. She ripped her dress over her head. A full body stocking with the crotch ripped open. I didn't ask. I was hard, she was wet. We went for it.

After the maelstrom, I looked down at Bella, still under me. She was almost sated but still tense. I was still in. "Okay," Bella told me, "we can talk." She squeezed her pussy up at me. She wasn't finished yet.

"Something happened at work?" I asked her. That seemed pretty obvious.

"Something didn't happen," she hissed. And gripped my shoulders. I fucked her slowly for a moment until she loosed her touch in that way that told me I could get off her. We lay there for a moment. "You want to know, right?" she checked.

Well yes. She showed me the clip of her with Ken and Lissa. I said nothing, could not think of anything to say. Of course it was an escalation. But what could I say? Bella wanted me to agree that it was out of her control. I watched the clip to the end, still not saying anything. Bella realised it was up to her. "I wouldn't call it fucking," she offered.

I chose to roll over in the bed, look away from her. "Well, what would you call it?" I asked carefully.

Bella pressed herself on top of me and reached over to grab my cock. She did not need to say anything. It was hard. I was hard again. Or hard still, maybe I had not gone down after I had pulled out. Bella took me in her mouth. I noted for an instant that this would park the rest of the discussion for another time. Only thought that for an instant. I was overcome. Bella was working her magic on me, a spell that always succeeded.

*

Early in the morning Bella came back into the bedroom as I was about to get up. Looking a little concerned. "Darling, can I ask a favour? Can we shoot the movie here today?"

"What, why?"

Bella looked so earnest. "The house we were renting has fallen through, double booking or something."

I was planning to work from home. "How about Eric's house?" I asked.

Bella shook her head. "Apparently it is full of studio stuff, there's not enough room to move around. And before you ask, Karl lives at home with his mother, so that's inappropriate. And Angelika rents a small flat." She knelt on the bed, right up close to me. "Darling, would you mind?"

How could I say no. "I have to work from home today, but I guess I could stay out of the way," I agreed. And keep an eye on everyone, especially Bella, I thought.

Bella smiled big time. "Oh great, I'll tell them." She looked like I had really made her day. I guess coming up with a solution for her boss's problems will do that. "You're the best boyfriend," she told me. "I promise I'll make up it to you." I melted. She went out to make the confirmation calls, so careful not to disturb me. I snoozed for a little while more.

Before I could get up, Bella came back in looking worried. "Sorry, there's been another problem."

What, I wondered. Should I be worried?

"Angelika's sick."

For some reason I started to offer other solutions. "Couldn't you get Sarah?" Eric's girlfriend had been in a few movies, I knew.

Bella shook her head. "She has to go to work."

Other names came to me. "What about Roxy and the other one?" Who else did I know who did porn?

Bella looked helpless. "Roxy is already booked and Hannah apparently won't work with Eric again. She didn't like him or something. And the other couple only come as a couple, so they're too expensive." We looked at each other for a while. Bella looked down at the floor. "You wouldn't mind..." she started. "It's only for one day..." And I could fake it if that's what you'd prefer."

"I don't know..." I started. Because I did not know.

"There's a lot of money tied up..." Bella tried to explain.

I felt like forensically examining that, but Bella's look suggested that was not the way to go. "If you're comfortable," I tried, "it's a big leap." A big leap from nude showers with Angelika. And everything else Bella had got up to. Or maybe it wasn't such a big leap.

Bella did not think so. She leaped up on me, giving me a big hug. "You're the best boyfriend. I'll make it up to you after, I promise." Well, I could always rely on that occurring. I nodded and Bella went out of the room already making phone calls to make it happen.

She came back in to see me, felt she needed to explain. "It's a really wholesome story, so you don't have to worry. Karl will be pretending to be my boyfriend. And we have a really nice relationship..." She was reading the story off her phone. "Eric is sending me the outline so I can get into character." She read a little further. "Eric will be playing Karl's best friend. He really appreciates our romance. So that's all I have to do. Pretend that Karl is my boyfriend. While Eric shows his appreciation."

Maybe I was still half asleep. Somehow I had accepted that my girlfriend was going to be a pornstar, at least for a day. Even if she was faking it she would still be the centre of a porno. I guessed from how Bella told me the story that Eric, playing the boyfriend, would be in the room with them wanking at the sight of Karl and Bella pretending to get it on. I didn't know how I felt about that. But, heck, I had agreed.

I looked at Bella who seemed full of energy. She seemed to have it all in hand. "I better get ready," she announced. "So we can get it done and get it over with as soon as we can so that you can concentrate on your work." It seemed like she was expecting me to keep an eye on proceedings, to ensure that it did not get out of hand.

So our house became a porno set for the day.

Eric was not stupid. When he arrived, he came straight up to me first. "Thanks," he told me, "I can only imagine this is a sacrifice for you. But we won't do anything without your approval. Right, Bella?" he called out. Seemed like he'd been rehearsing what to say.

Before I could react, Bella came into the room. "Steve gets to approve everything I do," she agreed. I was pleased to see that she was wearing a T-shirt and shorts. At least Eric would not be molesting her from the first. She strode up to Eric and planted a big kiss on his mouth. He responded while groping her arse through the shorts. I coughed and they separated.

Eric looked over to me, still with one arm around Bella. "This really means a lot to us. Reputation. We had promised a lot of our fans that this would be shot today. And out within a week. So you've really helped us out."

Bella wrapped a tender arm around Eric as she updated me. "I've already told you the story that we are going to make. We're going to shoot it as soft porn, so they don't have to do anything to me. And when we get Angelika back, she can shoot all the naughty bits with the boys and we can cut them in. Isn't that the plan, Eric?" Eric nodded then looked hard at Bella, like there was something else she had to say. Bella clicked what that was. "I will have to be nude, we all will. But I'll be careful." Bella looked at me with bright eyes like of course I'd understand. Like I was understanding her embracing her boss in front of me and apparently in no hurry to let him go.

"You'll all be nude?" I asked. I had not missed that.

Bella nodded. "Me, Karl. And Eric works in the nude. You know that. He has a cameo as Karl's best friend. I told you all about that. It will be fun!" She at least seemed convinced. I was not sure if I was, but I felt an inevitability crushing down. So I nodded too, without enthusiasm.

Eric seemed to think that that had all gone well. "I just need to walk through the house, see how we are going to do the shots, if that is all right with you."

"Sure," Bella agreed. "I'll show you."

"Of course," I replied. They disappeared as the doorbell rang. Both Greg the cameraman and Karl the pornstar had arrived at the same time. I let them in. They were both weighed down carrying Greg's equipment which they placed near the entrance. Then went to get more.

Bella and Eric returned from the tour.

"The others are here," I told them.

"Great," Eric replied. "Your house is perfect. I feel really good about the shoot." He was naked and had his cock in his hand. Yes, that was how he worked, sure. But I had to digest that he was naked in my house, he was wanking in my living room. And Bella was acting like it was the most natural thing in the world. Well, I guess it was the most natural thing in his world. "We'll start in the living room and then go into the bedroom," he advised. "Two set ups, it should be easy."

The other two came back in with the rest of Greg's gear which he started to assemble. I set myself up to work on the kitchen bench where I could keep half an eye on them in the living room and would be able to drop in on them in the bedroom, be able to keep Bella assured and safe.

Eric was giving instructions. "Karl comes home from a hard day at work. You greet him at the door, Bella. You see how hard he has been working and you tell him you'll look after him. So you give him a headjob once he is inside and then you lead him to the bedroom."

I looked around into the living room at that. Bella saw me. She nudged Eric. I realised that she was standing right next to him, that nudge was to his wanking arm. But I stayed cool. "Explain to Steve," she told Eric.

"We'll shoot the headjob from the back," Eric told me. "So Bella doesn't have to get anywhere near Karl's cock. We can make it look real with angles. Then in the edit we'll cut in a close-up of Angelika blowing Karl, all good!"

Bella looked at me hopefully. "I do have to get it out of his pants, so I will have to touch it for a moment. But nothing hardcore!" she insisted. Bella then turned back to Eric, perhaps a little too excitedly. "What about the boyfriend?" she asked.

Eric wanked for a moment while he thought about that. Then he came to a decision which did not stop him wanking as he explained it. "Bella leads Ken to the bedroom. And nature takes its course." He looked at me and stressed as he repeated, "takes its simulated course." Then he continued. "In bed, Karl and Bella hear a knocking at the door. Karl decides to see who it is, stops doing it with Bella and goes out. He returns a few moments later with me and introduces me as his best friend."

"What will I be doing while I'm waiting?" Bella asked.

"What would you like to do?" Eric asked her.

She thought about it for a moment, looked at me, then looked back at the others. "I know. I'll put my hand between my legs and squeeze my legs together. That way it will be realistic, and it will still be softcore." Bella looked at me for approval, I guess. I gave her a vague okay. Still not sure if I liked it, but what choice did I have?

Eric played with the head of his cock, got a few drops out of it, while he considered Bella's suggestion. "Yeah, that will work." He checked things off in his mind. "I think we have the whole thing now. Let's get to work. Greg, tell me when you are ready to roll."

The start went off as planned. Bella got on her knees in front of Karl. But apart from getting his cock out, there was no contact between them. Greg showed his expertise by making the shot look closer than it was. Bella still had her clothes on at the end. With Eric happy, Bella came into the kitchen to give me a hug.

"See darling," she oozed, "nothing to worry about."

Eric followed her in. "The girl's a natural," he announced. Then he turned to her. "Bedroom scene is ready," he told her. I had heard tales of movie makers taking all day to shoot five minutes of a feature film. Eric clearly worked a great deal faster than that. Bella gave me a look which I chose to interpret as her wanting me around to confirm that all was good.

I followed the others but stopped at our bedroom door. Inside, Eric was explaining to the others what he wanted. "Bella you lead Karl into the bedroom by his cock. You then get on the bed and strip. Karl, you take your clothes off while you are watching her. Obviously wait for Greg's cue to start. Then you both get under the sheets. That way you can pretend to be doing it. I'll give you a sign when it's time for Karl to get out of the bed to fetch his friend. And we'll cut there."

I wryly noted privately that I was learning how to make a porno. With the dubious pleasure of watching one being made in my bedroom which just happened to star my girlfriend. A skill that I was sure I would never need.

It all went as Eric had outlined. Bella shed her clothes and got under the sheets, watching as Karl stripped and joined her. She had her arms around his neck, as they played there, in our bed. But I knew Bella's body well enough to be sure that there was no serious contact between her and Karl under the sheets. They were both naked, sure, and she was on her back and he was on top of her. But the angle of her raised leg told me that he was nowhere near on-target. I breathed a little.

Still I did feel my heart drop when on Eric's cue, Karl got out from the sheets and I saw that he had a full erection. In getting out he pulled the top sheet down, revealing Bella. I noticed for a fleeting moment before Bella slammed her now exposed legs together that she was wet. And now she was working that trapped hand with some intent. I knew her, it was real. Eric let that go on for a while before he called cut -- he was of course also wanking himself off as he watched Bella do the same.

Immediately on cut, Bella pulled the sheet up to her neck. "Did you get that?" Eric asked Greg who nodded. "Good, that's where we will start the next part."

And good, I thought, noting that Bella kept the sheet up around her neck. She is very self-conscious about this. She won't let anything happen, I was sure.

The next scene started with Bella still holding the sheet up to her neck. With various stops for coverage, Karl walked back into the bedroom with his arm around Eric who he introduced to Bella as his best friend. No reaction to Eric already being nude. Karl and Eric were grinning and also both jerking themselves off. Bella still kept the sheet covering her body. But she was grinning in anticipation. She was excited. Or was that acting?

"I hope I'm not interrupting anything," Eric asked in his typical gruff manner. Karl did not answer. He merely pulled the sheet away from Bella completely exposing her. "Don't mind me," Eric continued and sat down in a chair facing the bed slowly wanking himself at the sight of the naked Karl getting back into the bed and pressing himself up against Bella.

I felt mildly amused that the role Eric was playing was essentially what he had been doing behind the camera. Was I becoming agreeable? On the bed, Karl and Bella engaged in some light touching, backs and sides and necks. Karl turned her on her back and proceeded to mount her in the way that they had been doing under the sheets.

Greg put his camera down and stopped shooting. "What is it?" Eric demanded.

"I can't get it to look right," Greg complained. He was trying to work within Bella's limits. But...

"Try it doggie style," Eric suggested.

My girlfriend got on her knees, exposing her whole pussy and her butthole to Karl. Well, at least there's no touching, I noted. Karl was hard but was careful to avoid anything close to her crotch as he got behind her. Greg shook his head again.

Eric got up out of the chair and went up to face Bella. "You don't mind if he gets really close, if he gets that close," Eric asked her. He drew his fingers together. "There may be some touching." He gave my girlfriend a moment to let that sink in. "Bella, you don't mind?" he asked with his most serious face.

Bella thought about it for a moment. She looked to me for an instant. Then she turned back to Eric and nodded. "If we have to, I guess. Don't want it to look fake."

Greg thought for a moment then spoke to Karl and Bella. "If you two move around on the bed to here..." He showed them. "... then I can get Eric in the shot at the same time."

Sitting on his chair, Eric gave himself a few quick wanks. "Brilliant," he agreed.

They set up again. Once they were back in action, this time with close body contact, I realised that I could no longer clearly see what was going on in the crucial place between Karl and Bella. But what I could see looked pretty intimate. Which I knew was the point. But still.

Greg encouraged them. "That's great, you two look fantastic," he urged.

As if in reaction to that Bella pushed back against Karl who really got into a rhythm. It looked so real, I was not surprised when Bella let out a moan, one I knew. She really knew how to act, I supposed. Greg kept shooting as they continued doing what they were doing. It looked real, but I had to imagine there was a line between real sex and good acting. Bella absolutely glistened with the effects of it all. She turned back to Karl. "You're the best boyfriend!" she gushed.

Eric started jerking himself, even harder at Bella's exclamation. I could just see him in the chair looking like he was getting very close. Indeed, he called out "I'm about to cum!"

On her knees facing Eric, Bella looked mesmerised by his cock. "Come here," she insisted. Eric got up sensing something with Bella. Maybe she was overcome with lust. Or just in the erotic moment. Eric, with the practice of being comfortable on porn sets, stepped up to Bella and thrust his cock in her mouth. Greg, ever the professional, moved around to capture the moment. He looked to Eric who read his mind and stepped back taking his cock out of my girlfriend's mouth. Only to repeat the move presumably so that Greg had two takes of Bella swallowing Eric's cock for the first time, for coverage.

Bella seemed to be dealing with a cock at each end. Eric's was definitely in her mouth, and I had to concede that Karl was probably fucking her properly. I stood in the doorway, frozen by sense that Bella clearly desired what was happening to her. And I would be the bad guy forever if I ruined this moment for her.

Things really started to move quickly. Eric pulled out of Bella's mouth, spun onto the bed and started to ease himself underneath her, moving down until his cock was under her pussy and he was face to face with her. Like it was a certified pornstar move, Karl pulled back from Bella's crotch. I could now see that her lips were red, spread wide. And Karl's cock was glistening, if I had any doubts.

But what happened next floored me. Eric moved his cock up and Bella pushed her pussy down so that he entered her so soon after Karl had removed. And Karl like he had done it so many times before, placed his hard and lubricated cock at Bella's arsehole. And drove it straight in.

Bella gasped and then she groaned again. Both the men restarted their moves on her. And Bella responded totally enthusiastic now. With all pretence gone, the men posed with their cocks half embedded in her so that Greg could get a clear shot before plowing her to absolute satisfaction. After some vigorous fucking, the two men again posed themselves part buried in my girlfriend.

Which allowed them all to catch their breath. Bella had her eyes closed, no doubt concentrating on what I assumed was a new sensation. We had never discussed it.

Eric looked up at me and of all things, he winked at me. What!!

Because Eric had a plan. "I've got a surprise for you," he told Bella. She looked at him, a cross of curious and worried. "I brought a friend with me. Neither of you know him. But he's been in the doorway watching us. And I think he would like to join in." Bella froze but Eric smiled at her, which somehow relaxed her. "Steve," he called out, "show yourself."

Bella looked excitedly into Eric's eyes. "I've always wanted to try three," she exclaimed.

Eric looked over at me, trying to be encouraging. Greg was also gesturing for me to come in. So come in I did. I carefully walked up to the three naked people on my bed who were all still connected to each other. Karl gave Bella a few slow thrusts which Eric copied, putting Bella, I could now clearly see, into a state of bliss.

Then she noticed me. "Hello stranger, would you like to use my mouth." I nodded automatically. "Let's see what you've got," she teased, "get it out so I can see it." I fumbled with my pants and got my cock out. I was not surprised that I was already hard, given the situation. "It's a big one," Bella licked her lips, "I can't wait for you to give it to me, so I can finally have my dream, three big hard cocks all at the same time." Karl thrust into her pushing her face close to my cock, she gave a sudden gasp.

Bella's jaw dropped open right in front of me. So I did what my girlfriend asked as she raised her face up to accommodate me. While Karl and Eric were in her bottom and her pussy, I fed my cock into her mouth. She groaned around it as I started thrusting. I was worried that I would not last long but I willed myself not to cum as Greg moved around, filming all that was going on. Karl and Eric got back into rhythm.

How long would we go on for? I had no sense of time. But Eric, fucking my girlfriend, still directed the shot, looking at Greg giving him silent instructions. And acting at the same time, Eric asked Bella: "Do you want the stranger to fuck you?"

Bella shook her head with my cock still in her mouth. She took me gently out of her mouth with one hand so she could answer Eric back "No way, that's only for my boyfriend," Bella dramatically responded. She looked over at Karl, gave him a big smile. Then reached back for an equally big kiss.

"How about your arse?" Eric asked her.

Bella gave Eric a look of shock. "No way! I'm not letting a stranger anywhere near that!"

Eric smiled and gave my girlfriend a few hard thrusts. Like the way the best friend of her boyfriend would, in a porno movie. While the boyfriend was up her arse. But Eric wasn't finished yet. "But the mouth's okay?" he confirmed.

Bella nodded. She grasped my cock and licked just the head of it. Then she felt that she had to justify herself. "That's different. It's not the same as down there. But wow, I'm making three men happy at the same time!"

Karl joined in. "Wow, to have a girlfriend who lets a stranger into the bedroom."

Eric agreed. "Yeah, while she's fucking her boyfriend and his best mate at the same time."

Bella put me back in her mouth. So I resumed doing what the other two were. Bella was moaning and groaning.

I looked down at my girlfriend. Karl was right. I was using Bella's mouth like a stranger. Karl and Eric were pleasuring her like they were longtime lovers, like they knew what she wanted. And another thing I had to notice. She was getting off on it. Too.

Eric had more to say. "Let's make her cum, like she's never done before. Then we'll all cum too." He picked up his pace which was the cue for Karl and me to do so too.

**

The crew had left. I sat on the couch in our living room by myself. I was finally alone. The house was quiet. Bella was somewhere. I thought I heard the shower running. That would make sense, she would want to wash after what she had just been doing. I tried to clear the day's events out of my head. I switched on the television and flicked through the channels. Fortunately, I found one that was showing a Western which was as far as I could get from the activity over the past few hours in our house. In our home. I immersed myself in cowboys herding a lot of cattle through the rain and wind and weather.

I must have been immersed. I had not noticed that my girl was by my side. Bella smelt fresh, still damp from the shower, in a long robe. She snuggled up to me and whispered "hello stranger."

I tried not to look shocked. I stared blankly, waiting. "You know I just want us to be a couple," she told me, trapping me with her soft eyes.

But I felt a bit stiff towards that. "I don't know how that works given current circumstances," I countered, trying to keep my tone as even as hers.

Bella nuzzled my neck. "But we're different," she tried, "we're special."

I looked away from her, at the cowboys with their whips. But her gentle nibbling of my neck was nice. "I don't know," I replied, "I think we're pretty regular."

"So," she smiled giving me her biggest hug, "you don't mind?"

Bella did not seem daunted by the wall I was building. "Yes, we're pretty regular," she agreed. "Tell me that everything is all right?" I don't know why but I did not yield. I said nothing. "I can get you Angelika again," she offered. "Will that help?"

At that I turned to look at my girlfriend. She was so eager to please me, that was so clear. "Maybe we are different," I accepted. But where would this go from here?