You Think You Know Your Wife

You think you know your wife, she is your lover, mother of your children and your life revolve around her and the children. At least that is what I thought my life was, till I found out the secret my wife had kept from me about what her job really was. When the twins started middle school, my wife asked me what I thought about her going to work. I was not in a good position to tell her no, so, I needed to feel out her reason for asking me.

I asked her: "I know it is not for the money, are you bored is that it?"

Eileen told me: "No, it is just most of my friends are working since their kids are in middle school like ours or high school and some are empty nesters since their kids are off at college. If I go to the club the only ones there are older and play Bridge or something called Canasta."

Ellen talked me into sending the kids to a prep school, that only accepted new students if they lived on campus. Their semester they made friends and asked to live there all six years as well.

I met Eileen when I was twenty-four and she was eighteen. It was at a dance club and she used her sister's ID to get in. I thought she was twenty-one because that was how old you needed to be to get in.

We started dating right away, she lived in an apartment complex and had told me she lived with her parents. From the start she wanted to take it slow and since she was way above my league.

There was no way I wanted to screw it up with her. Turns out she was afraid if we had sex and she ended up pregnant her father would not only throw her out. He would publicly disown her, for bringing shame on the family.

Eileen was extremely smart, I didn't know it at the time, but she graduated high school at sixteen. On her nineteenth birthday she asked me if I intended to marry her. Now I am thinking she is twenty-two and me being twenty-five. I felt it was a good age for us to tie the knot. I told her: "I was hoping our relationship was heading in that direction."

She said: "When you ask me the answer is yes."

We were in my car, so I drove to a jeweler I knew and told her to pick out the ring she wanted.

Harry the jeweler suggested she pick a setting first and then a diamond that would look best in it.

He brought out two trays of rings without stones in the setting. Eileen was like a little kid that was told to pick any candy she wanted. Her eyes were wide and the smile on her face made me very happy.

Harry got me aside and asked: "Does she know about the money?"

I told him: "No."

He said: " I wondered if that was how you landed her. It certainly isn't your looks or your job."

Harry and I had met on the playground when we were ten and our first encounter was trying to beat the crap out of each other. After what seemed like an hour, but was probably ten minutes we laid there and he started laughing. That caused me to do the same and we shook hands and became good friends.

My looks, I could agree, but I liked my job with the DPW, the pay was good and I could move up. The money was a different matter and only Harry knew about it.

My mom died from cancer when I was twelve, my parents had a family life insurance policy. It paid five million to dad when she died. Dad put the money into a trust with him as the trustee and me as the sole beneficiary. He was a disabled vet and received money for that as well as his pay check from work.

My dad passed two months before I met Eileen. I got a letter from dad's lawyer notifying me of the reading of his will.

When I went to college, he split his time between here and Florida. Dad changed his residence to down there for tax purposes. So, I had to go down for the reading.

It was then I found out about the trust he set up with the insurance money and added most of his disability payment each month.

The condo in Florida and the house up here were in a residence trust with me as the sole beneficiary. There was also that family life insurance policy, he had kept paying, only now it only covered him. When I turned eighteen, I dropped off, but was entitled to get my own policy that dad purchased and paid for.

I never cared for Florida, at least where dad's condo was. I ended up getting a real estate agent looking to sell. She advised me to, rent it out instead, the value had dropped during the two previous years, but rentals were up.

So, that's what I did with the condo. It pays for itself and there is some left over for when something needs to be fixed or replaced.

Now years later she still doesn't know about either trust. As it turns out, that was the right decision.

I hired a firm that runs background checks on people, to find out what my wife may be keeping from me.

Turns out my wife has a second identity and till I get the whole story from her about her porn career, she won't learn about the trusts. I need to know why, she only told me about what happened during our honeymoon. Which she claimed was nude modeling for a French web site. Plus, I feel there is more to that story.

My job back then with the DPW, allowed me to be home for breakfast, I could come home for lunch often and was always home for supper.

The indication is she either kept doing it when we came home or started a year later. It was three years after we married that I changed jobs. If she waited a year before doing porn again. How did she hide it from me those two years?

On our honeymoon, I golfed and went deep sea fishing several times. During our month long stay on The Caribbean Island of Sainte Martien.

Elleen told me: "While I was at the beach today, there was a crew filming a commercial for the tourist trade. I was asked if I would like to be one of the women in the background. It was on the French side of the island where nudity was common on the beaches."

Then added: "I was nude and if I don't sign a release they will edit me out. If I do sign, I get paid, plus additional money every time it is aired. It is only for the European Cable market and at night. Are you ok if I sign the release, I kind of like being seen naked where no one knows who I am."

I told her: "I know most of the tourist on the island are from Europe so, go ahead and sign the release."

Eleen then told me: "They are doing more filming tomorrow and maybe the day after."

I asked her: "Do you think I can go with you and watch?"

My wife said: "No, it is a closed shoot."

That made me wonder how she got to be in it so I asked her: "If it is closed, how did you get in it?"

She smiled and said: "I was already on the beach when they showed up."

I accepted that and we got ready to go out to dinner. Ellen returned to the beach to be in the ads they were filming. I golfed both days and was happy since I was not a fan of beaches. I prefer going to a pool so, I don't have to deal with sand between my toes.

As I said earlier, I hired a company to do a deep background check on my wife. Ellen has several safety deposit boxes in her name. I second identity as Destiny, a porn start.

When I left the DPW, I had become the head of the department. I became a consultant to the public sector advising other cities and town as well as states. On how to be more efficient and how to file for federal grants for new equipment and training programs.

That meant I did a good amount of traveling, after I switched careers. The report showed she only did a couple of videos a year before I changed careers. But after she was doing three to five a month, depending on my travel schedule.

The report also mentioned a series she did a few years earlier she did under a different name. Only shown in Europe on a French web site that was no longer available. I feel those were done during our honeymoon. Not the tourist travel video she told me about.

But the one that hurt the most was, she records her porn at our home. Not the ones before my career change, the ones after we moved to where we live now. The home is on four acres and bordered by walls covered by ivy. It was once part of a vast estate and many of the sections were divided this way.

The main house has a formal and a casual living room, Dining room, Kitchen, a media room and two half baths. The second floor has three bedrooms each with its own bathroom.

There is a pool and a small pool house to shower and change, plus, two bedrooms. Also, a two-bedroom guest house with a loft and a small kitchen that has an eating area that sticks out the side, that is glass enclosed.

The property is owned by the residence trust. I need to have my lawyer. Look into charging my wife for using the property for her porn productions without permission.

I decided to take Ellen away for a long week end. While we would be gone, I was having the property set up with surveillance cameras that also capture sound.

We returned on Tuesday and while Ellen was catching up on her social media. I went into my home office to check the video feed now that the cameras were installed. I saw Ellen at her desk in the media station off the kitchen. She was on a chat with a guy named Rex.

I had a clear shot over her shoulder of the screen on her laptop. They were discussing when my next trip was happening.

I had nothing on the books that I would be out off town. So, I decided this would be a good time to fake an out-of-town trip. I figured a week would allow me enough time to gather what I needed.

I had to assume Ellen would track my where abouts.

So, I made reservations, to check in on Sunday afternoon in Hartford for Monday and Tuesday meetings. Then a reservation in New York City with a late check in on Tuesday for Wednesday and Thursday Meetings. Next Albany again with a late check in on Thursday night for a Friday meeting. Then my next stop was in Springfield where I checked in Saturday afternoon at the MGM Casino for my Monday meeting. Leaving for home on Tuesday afternoon.

Now it was just a matter of Shipping my work phone to First Hartford hotel to hold for me. They would only know it was a package I would be expecting when I checked in.

On Tuesday afternoon I simply call the hotel and explain my travel had changed and ask them to forward my package by overnight currier to the New York City Hotel.

I just needed to keep sending the package with my phone to the next hotel. If Ellen called my phone automatically forwards the call to my personal cell phone.

If Ellen texts instead of calling me, it shows up on my iPad. I have the tracking software turned off on my iPad and I don't take my phone into meetings.

My car doesn't have tracking since it is a classic 1971 Mustang Mach one. So, I was confident Ellen Wouldn't be able to track me other than by where my phone was located.

My only regret was I didn't set up my iPad to be able to check the video recordings while I was away. Once I am back home, I will take care of that. In the meantime, I would be staying in Providence Road Island. At the Hilton Garden Inn because they offered free breakfast. I was just far enough away that I felt I wouldn't run into anyone Ellen knew. But close enough if I had to rush home it would be doable in less than one hour. I made the call Tuesday afternoon to the hotel in Hartford to ship my package to the New York City hotel. By Wednesday I was getting anxious to know what was happening at my home. I risked it by driving near my house. I stayed down the block just enough to see a panel van and a Transit passenger van parked in the driveway.

Since I was able to see them, I knew there were more vehicles in front of them. The driveway is fifty feet long. I realized I should have rented a car instead of using the Mustang.

I went back to the hotel and decided to rent a car on Thursday so, I could get closer. After I had supper in the hotel restaurant, I took an Uber to a strip club, just to get my mind off what was happening at my house.

Thursday after renting a none descript looking SUV, I headed home. Driving past the house I saw the vans were still there, and there were also three *other cars in the driveway and one beside Ellen's in the garage. I only noticed it because the garage doors were up. It was 9;30in the morning so, I felt everyone stayed over.

I called Ellen's phone and it went straight to voice mail. I texted her 911 and called back. This time she answered and sounded like I had woken her up.

She said: "What, you woke me up?"

I told her: "Listen I need some papers from my safe. Nathen that works for me part time is on his way there to get them and fax them to me. I gave him a one-time code to open my safe. He should be there in half an hour."

Ellen sounded panicked now and said: "I have an appointment at the spa. Good thing you called I over slept, tell him he needs to come later. I need to leave as soon as I get dressed."

I knew I had her and told her: "I can't wait to get the fax till later; you need to cancel your appointment."

Ellen said: "Ok I will cancel my appointment, but this is not like you to forget papers you need."

I answered her saying: "I didn't forget them, something came up that I now need them for. I don't see why canceling your appointment is such a big deal. You had an appointment there on Monday, so, why another one today?"

She didn't have an answer and finally said: "I need to get dressed, unless you want me to answer the door naked."

She didn't wait for my response and ended the call. I was now parked a few feet away and across the street from my house. Less than five minutes after she ended the call, the circus started. Half dressed people putting equipment into the panel van. Others still pulling on clothes getting in the other van and others still getting into the cars.

They were all gone in fifteen minutes, so I pulled my rented SUV into the now empty space in the garage and tuned off the engine. Ellen must have thought one of the porn crew came back.

She opened the side door from the kitchen to the garage dress in only a bra and a thong, yelling: "Why did you come back, get the fuck out of here before my husband's employee gets here."

I opened the door to the car and stepped out; she started yelling again. She couldn't tell it was me since I was on the side of the car away from the door. That and I was wearing a ball cap, but as I rounded the car. Ellen realized it was me and screamed: "Fuck."

I was four feet from the bottom of the three steps leading from the kitchen into the garage when she fainted. She was falling face first down the stairs. I got to her just intime to keep her from smashing her face on the concrete floor of the garage.

I carried her up to our bedroom, to lay her on the bed. Seeing it I changed my mind; the top covers were on the floor. The sheet was covered with cum stains and by how many there were. Ellen must have entertained way more than one guy last night. We have a reading nook with a lounge style day bed.

As I laid her down, I noticed dried cum and her chest stomach and both her legs. I undid the clasp on the front of her bra and slid her thong down. Besides the cum that was still leaking out of her cunt. She had tattoos I had never seen before, and since they were not new. I figured they were temporary ones so, they could be removed by the time I would have been home.

Ellen started to come around; she looked at me and smiled. Then she must have remembered what has happened when she saw me in the garage.

Ellen had tears in her eyes and a look on her face that I felt she thought her world had just collapsed.

I helped her up and led her to the bath room. She started to speak, but I stopped her. I ran the water in the shower and when it was hot. I helped her in and started to remove my clothes to join her.

I stepped in to the shower and started to wash her back. Then I moved to her ass, as soon as I moved my fingers between her cheeks. I felt a different kind of wet; it wasn't water it was thicker and slippery. I knew then that where Ellen didn't do anal with me, Destiny Desire was an all-holes available porn star.

Ellen spoke saying: "I am so sorry."

I told her: "You do not speak again till I tell you, you can."

I stepped out of the shower and dried off; she can finish cleaning the filth of whoever she had been fucking during my absence herself. When she came out, I was sitting on the edge of the lounge chair at the reading nook.

As She approached, I said: "If you hadn't shot any of your porn videos here. I still wouldn't know you are the famous Destiny Desire. What possessed you to use our home to record our videos. Just so you know, my investigator found out, that on our honeymoon is when you started doing porn. The French site it was on is no longer available. And he could not find any copies of the videos you made back then. He did find you became Destiny Desire four years after we were married, but there are clips that predate that. So, tell me did you keep doing porn when we got back. Or did you take a break for a short time. Just when did you start up after we came home from our honeymoon?"

Ellen couldn't look at me, but said: "I never stopped, when we came back, they sent a video guy to record me. He also had the men with him that I was recorded with.

They would be down the street and come to the house when they saw you leave. Shoot for two hours then leave in the morning and come back after you left again after lunch. That went on till the company folded and I stopped till I created Destiny. The videos I do as Destiny are mine; I own the company."

I asked her: "So, it is your choice to work strictly with black men? Also, in the shower I could tell you do anal with them, even though you won't let me do that with you. How long have you been doing anal with your black studs?"

Ellen answered: "Since my first video on our honeymoon. If you asked me back then I would have let you. But when you first asked for that, we were married for three years. By then you would have been able to tell I was use to doing it back there. I have had cocks in my ass in every video I have ever been in. I don't even need lube since a year after I started. Please give me two days to get a place and I will sign the divorce papers as soon as you have me served."

I started laughing and Ellen looked at me like I was crazy. So. I told her: "I don't want to divorce you; I am going to be your business partner."

Ellen face got mad and she said: "The fuck you are, you can't find my money and I am not sharing it with anybody."

I walked over to my nightstand and opened the draw. Took out a folder and walked back to where Ellen was sitting. I took out a sheet of paper from the folder and handed it to her.

The color drained from her face, on the paper was a list of the banks Ellen had safe deposit boxes rented in, along to the numbers of the boxes.

I handed her a second paper, on it were the passwords to her laptop, her iPad, and both of her phones. With each password were the security questions needed to change each password.

But the next paper was the one that broke her, it showed what she claimed as income on her tax returns. Plus, what her actual income was for each year.

Ellen asked: "How were you able to do this?"

I smiled and told her: "The investigation firm I hired, are two former federal agents. One with the IRS the other with the Security and Exchange Commission. They both were specialists at tracing hidden assets. All their employees are the best in other fields, in finding out what their clients need to find out."

Ellen said: "But you can also be charged if the IRS comes after me."

I smiled and told her: "No, we filed as a married couple and paid our taxes. You filed a second return that I can prove I was unaware of. You used your dead sisters Social Security number and her name working as Destiny. That is one hundred percent on you alone, the safety deposit boxes prove that. They are in your false name and you alone have access to them."

She asked me: "What's to stop your snoops from turning me in?"

I smiled and told her: "If they did that without my go ahead, it would ruin their reputation and no one would hire them again. You will be paying their bill from one of your safe deposit boxes."

Ellen inquired: "How will our marriage work going forward, will we be married in name only?"

I explained: "The only difference will be sexual, as in I won't have sex with you. Other than that, we still sleep together and do everything else we have always done together."

My wife said: "So, you are going to be celibate?"

I smiled and told her: "Far from it, I also know you recruit legal teens to be in your black cock videos. I will choose the ones that apply that I like to stay in the guest house instead of that shitty motel you have been using. After they test clean for STD's I will enjoy them sexually till they do their first video."

Then I had another thought and told her: "You're buying us new bedroom furniture. We will be staying at a hotel to sleep at till our bedroom is stripped of everything and repainted and new carpets. Once that is completed and the new furniture is in place, we can move back into our bedroom."

Ellen they asked: "So, we share and bed, just not our bodies? Why are we not having sex?"

I asked her: "Truthfully tell me do you even fell me after all those cocks that have been described to me. As massive black cocks, that you have even taken then two at once in your cunt. Now that I realize you do anal? Have you taken two at once in your ass?"

Ellen replied: "With them I fuck, with you we make love. It is different, with them there is no emotion. With you we are connected emotionally and it is a special connection we share."

I said: "You didn't answer my question, the reason I am asking, is the firm I used has a psychiatrist on staff. A female in her fifties and she told me your orgasms doing your videos are real and so intense. She would love to experience that intensity just once. She also told me, she thinks there is something else she found disturbing that you do in almost all your videos."

Ellen asked me: "What is it that disturbs her?"

I told her: "After you are fucked in your ass, you suck the guy's cock right away. With his shit on his cock, I also think that is gross. What possesses you to do that?"

Ellen laughed and said: "It looks that way, but it isn't that at all. In fact, when the cock is coming out of the cunt, it is an up-close shot, where you can see the shit. That is not me or the guy you see fucking me in the video. When it shows me sucking his cock, it was shot before we are fucking. What is on his cock is brownie batter. Even though I clean out using three enemas, I don't do ass to mouth."

I asked her: "How often do you get tested and how sure are you about the guys you work with?"

Ellen answered: "Two days before we shoot and two days after. We also test for HIV every three months and use the prep to guard against being infected."

What about back when you started, were you testing back then?"

Ellen said: "No, but the guys used condoms and spermicide was used."

I had to know and asked: "Even during blow jobs?"

Ellen admitted: "No, but the guys were tested, it was just me that wasn't. That is until we came home from our honeymoon. Then I started to get tested."

I then asked her: "Then why the condoms when fucking?"

She smiled and told me: "I had stopped taking my birth control pills, I was hoping to come home pregnant. So, I insisted on the condoms and spermicide."

Well, I learned what I wanted to know and told her: "Call your crew and have them come back. Finnish your video and after you clear them out shower and pack a bag for a week. We will check in somewhere till our bedroom is ready for us to return."

Ellen told me: "We are scheduled to shoot till I expected you to return. If we don't shoot then I still need to pay the crew as if we did. I guess it is your call partner, keep the schedule of cancel after today?"

I thought about it and told her: "Don't cancel, just keep the schedule, I need to learn just how this business is conducted."

An hour later everybody was back, and an hour and a half more and they were ready to start shooting again. When I saw Ellen for the first time as Destiny Desire, if I didn't now it was my wife. I wouldn't recognize her if she walked past me on the street. No, wonder teen girls wanted to try porn working with her. Their own parents wouldn't recognize it was their own daughter in a video. If they happened to be watching one she was in.

When they started to record the action, two of the women were teens and a second female Ellen's age I learned was named Gia. The plot was the teens were Destiny's and Gia's daughters. They were showing them how much better black cock was than white men's smaller dicks. The two mothers started my going down on the other's daughter.

Then two black studs enter and the mothers start sucking their cocks. Soon they offer the huge black cocks to the two teens. The mothers and daughters swap sucking the black cocks.

Two white young men enter; they are the teens boyfriends and are shocked. Seeing both their girlfriends and the girl's mothers are naked, sucking the two huge black cocks.

As they try to leave, four more black naked men grab them and made them strip naked. The first two black men then get the two mothers to get on all fours and start to fuck them. Two more of the black men that made the young white guys strip offer their cocks to the two mothers to suck.

Both mothers are well use to being deep throated by very large black cocks. The young white guys get turned on seeing the mothers being spit roasted and are soon fully erect.

As soon as the two fucking the mothers cum in them. The white guys are told to eat the cum from the two mothers' pussies. That if they do, they can fuck their girlfriends.

Both do as they were told and each decided to fuck the others girlfriend. They were under the impression that after they could leave with their girlfriends.

That is not what happened, the two blacks that hadn't been involved yet, laid down on their backs and as each of the white guys shot his load in the teen he was fucking. The teen girls each moved to one of the prone black men and squatted down. Using the cum in her pussy as lube to help the huge black cock fill her. Like she had never been filled with cock before.

When the girls had about half of the huge cocks inside their pussies. Both had an orgasm, neither had an orgasmed from the white guys fucking them. The other four black guys laughed and told the white guys, that their girlfriends will never want their little dicks again after having a real man's black cock.

Ellen came over to where I was watching and asked me: "What do you think, about the two girls' husbands eating the cum from Gia and my cunts?"

I answered: "I thought the white guys are supposed to be their boyfriends not their husbands?"

Ellen smiled and told me: "Those girls are sisters one is twenty-two the other is twenty-one. Those are their cuckold husbands. They do this in their marriage. Just like I am made to not look like myself. Their makeup was done to make them look younger than they are."

I asked her: "So, this is not their first time being fucked by black guys with huge cocks?"

Ellen smiled and said: "Hardly, the two fucking them are their personal black bulls. The husbands are both bisexual and suck the bulls and take those cocks up their asses like their wives do. That is scheduled for tomorrow's video."

I asked her: "What time will this wrap up, I have seen more than I want. I am going to arranges us a room for the night. Do you have any preference where?"

Ellen said: "Why can't we just flip our mattress?"

I explained to her: "It is not that type of mattress; it can only be turned end for end. The other side is not made to sleep on. Is there any bedroom here that has not been use in your fuck videos?"

Ellen thought for a few seconds and said: "Isn't the couch in your man cave and sofa bed? We never use that room ever while recording or after."

I told my wife: "Just check your phone when you finish. I'll text you where I get us a room till our rooms is redone."

I decided to see if I could get a room at The Row in Assembly. There are lots of food options and she can Uber back to the house to do her videos. Since her schedule was to finish on Monday. I booked a company to haul away our bedroom furniture Tuesday morning. Wednesday the carpets will be removed and the painters to start that afternoon. I also decided to do over the bathroom as well.

Next, I considered having the enter property cleaned by a haze mat company. But realized I was going overboard. I never use the guest house so why bother since she can still use it in her porn. I can also live without using the pool. The house is a different matter there will be no more shooting anything in the house. I figured a cleaning crew could start down stairs while our bedroom and bath were being done over.

It was midnight and Ellen was still not at The Row. I called the house since she wasn't answering her phone. I have a land line with an answering machine. That I can access remotely. When in meetings I turn off my cell phone. If I get a call it transfers to my land line. I find people are more likely to leave me a message once they hear they have been connected to my residence.

I turned off the answering machine remotely and let the phone ring till someone answered. I guy answered and said: "What do you want its after midnight."

I said: "Who is this?"

He responded: "Asshole you called who the fuck are you?"

Very calmly I told him: "You are in my home talking to me on my land line that I pay for. If my wife is not on the phone in two minutes. I will call the police and report that there are people trespassing on the property and I am pressing charges."

He laughed and said: "Nice try but we are guests of the lady of the house. So, take your threat and shove it."

I told him: "She is also going to be arrested; the house is owned by a trust. It is not a marital asset and I am the trustee. Now get my wife or go to jail." I heard him yell: "Someone find Des some guy say she is his wife and is threating to call the cops to have us arrested."

It was about three minutes when an out of breath Ellen said: "Honey what's got your panties in a bunch?"

I told my wife: "I am sitting in our room at The Row in Somerville and you are being a porn slut in the home we share. If the video shoot is over, then you are not working. So, any sex happening is you being a cheating cunt. If you don't have your fucking ass here in an hour and a half freshly showered. With no trace of someone else's bodily fluids on or in you. You will not like what hell I will rain down on you. Now get them out and take a shower and douche your cunt, ass and use mouth wash."

With five minutes to spare the front desk called and told me: "There is a woman is here asking for your room number. She doesn't have an ID so I am asking what you want me to do?"

I asked the guy that called: Does she look like a porn star or a lady?"

He told me: "Other than the towel wrapped around her head, I would say a lady."

I told him: "Give her a key card for the room and send her up."

When Ellen entered the room, she was indeed looking like a lady. Dressed in a nice knee length dress, two-inch heels, pearl earrings and a string of pearls around her neck. I also took note that she was again wearing the rings I gave her, not the ones she wears doing her videos.

She moved to me and went to kiss me, but was shocked when I gave her my cheek instead of my lips, I in turn I kissed her forehead.

My wife started to cry and asked me: "We can't even kiss intimately?"

I explained to her: "Yes, as soon as we become exclusive with each other again, and renew our vows especially the one about forsaking all others.

Till then the only way we will be intimate is in sharing the same bed to sleep."

As I said sleep, I used my fingers to do air quotes. I then told her: "The only way I can put up with you doing porn, is as your business partner. If that doesn't work for you, we need to divorce."

She was not taking hearing that very well. I took her in my arms and held her tight. I went on to tell her: "Emotionally I will support you when in bed I will hold you and reassure you that I love you. What I can not do is feel like I am in a competition sexually with your black lovers. Seeing you with them today, you don't just like what they can give you that I can't. You grave it and I wonder if you will ever be able to give that up. Not the porn I feel you will end that at some point. It's the graving to orgasm from huge black cocks, I worry you can't do without. You do not perform with them, you become emotionally one with them. Your passion with them is not an act, you are more passionate with them than you have ever been with me."

Ellen said: "I love the way then make me orgasm but I am in love with you not them."

I shook my head and told her: "If you were really in love with me, you wouldn't be fucking them. That is what forsaking all others means. You can't forsake them for me, which means you love me, but you are not in love with me.

I give you two years at that time you end all sex with anyone other than me. We sign a post nuptial agreement that states if either of us strays. The wronged party gets everything and the other party is left with the clothes they are wearing and nothing more. Then we renew our vows and live happily ever after."

Ellen responded saying: "That sounds reasonable, in two years the demand for my videos will not be that great. Right now, my videos are more Milf than young wife anyway. I don't see much demand for Gilf porn which is what I would need to be doing."

I told her: "You're not that old, why are you doing videos making you older?"

My wife told me: "When I created Destiny, I had myself made up to look older to help disguise who it was. So, it is expected that I am older than I am."

I was about to tell her to create a new identity. But realized her appearing older worked better for her to give it up in two years. So, I kept my mouth shut for now.

We went to bed and I arranged a nine AM wakeup call. Ellen was nude and I keep on my boxers. I held her as we fell asleep. In the morning the phone woke us and her seeing my morning wood. She asked to help me give relief. I declined and went to use the bathroom. We ate breakfast at the hotel and took an Uber to the house. I was surprised the house was spotless, at least they cleaned up before we arrived. The production crew were not happy to learn there was to be no more recordings in the house. All recordings would take place at the pool and the guest house.

The production crew was the same people as yesterday, but only Gia was the same performer. I saw at that there was a second woman and I learned she was something called a fluffer, her name was Glenna.

Four of the black men from yesterday showed up and I learned there would be more arriving throughout the day. The two couples and their bulls were due any minute as their scenes with their husbands sucking their wives' black bulls' cocks and being sodomized by them. Was the second scene that would be shot.

I got Ellen aside and asked her: "How do you keep your pussy from becoming too sore, from all that fucking?"

She said: "Lots of lube and I have done it for so long, I am use to it."

I told her: "One of the crew told me Glenna is the fluffer, he needed to explain to me what that was."

Ellen told me: "Glenna is a lesbian and last night you would have been the first guy to fuck her since her senior prom. She is good at her job and the guys love her. I met her four years ago and we hit it off and I brought her home and she has been my female lover ever since."

I said: "Wait a minute, you told me I was your only lover."

She smiled and said: "Only male lover, but Glenna fills the lesbian side of my bi-sexuality. Do you understand what I am saying?"

I asked her: "When did you realize you were bi?"

She smiled and said: "The second day when I went back to shoot more videos, some of the women were eating the cum from each other. The woman that recruited me told me it paid extra and I should think about doing it. Seeing how much they were loving it; I tried it the last day. I was doing the videos, I suggested all the other women feed me the cum from their pussies."

I asked: "An online search doesn't find your videos?"

Ellen told me: "The ones from the honeymoon are no longer on that French site. A search for my working name won't help you with the stuff I did with them here."

I asked: "What about the stuff you have done since that company?"

She said: "I must get ready; can you wait till tonight?"

I nodded my head and off she went. Glenna came over to talk to me and asked me: "I was hoping I was going to enjoy you joining Ellen and I last night?"

I told her: "I am a one-woman guy and until my wife stops doing porn, I am not having sex with her."

She then asked: "Would you like it to become a regular thing between us?"

I asked: "How regular?"

She said: "As often as you like, as long as you are ok with when you travel she and I will be fucking each other nonstop."

She saw I was thinking and asked me: "What is going through your brain?"

I told her: "I am trying to figure out a way to watch the two of you while I am away."

She asked: "Are you going to watch all of today's activities?"

I didn't know if I would or not, but I said: " Don't you need to get the male talent ready?"

She said: "No, now that Gia is Sally Ann, she and Destiny will do that to start the recording session. When Ellen is made up as Destiny, that is what she likes everyone to refer to her as. I feel she is two different people, Ellen is your wife and Destiny is a black cock Queen of Spades Hot Wife. "

I asked her: "So, Gia, just changes her name to Sally Ann as a porn name, same as Ellen becomes Destiny. Isn't she concerned someone will recognize her"

Glenna shook her head and said: "You are as unobservant as the majority of men. She has contacts to change her eye color, there appears to be a slight gap between her front teeth, and it looks like she has a mole on her left tit and a birthmark on her ass. That along with the wig she looks like someone else."

Then I realized she when Ellen had to get ready, she was already naked and when the shoot started, she was still naked. I knew how different my wife looked as Destiny, but I was having trouble seeing Gia from where I was, I couldn't see her eyes or teeth. The teeth would have been hard since her mouth was full of black cock. I did however see the mole and birthmark.

I felt my cock being touched and then Glenna whispered in my ear: "You are enjoying watching both of them sucking those black cocks, your dick is rock hard."

I turned to her and told her: "I am leaking precum already, I am going to have to go take care of this."

She said: "No, need I will help you out, we can do it here and those black guys will be envious of you."

I asked her: "Why is that?"

She smiled and said: "They never get to cum in my mouth."

I told her: "I am flattered, but having sex with you, I would be exposed the same as if I have sex with my wife. You suck the same cocks she does and you both go down on each other after they cum inside her. The same reason I won't have sex with her, applies to you. Sorry I just can't do it."

I went back to the house and busied myself with planes for a speech, I was giving at a national conference in two weeks. When I finished, I decided I needed to set ground rules for my wife's use of the property making her porn videos.

1. No one enters the house without my consent.

2. All cast and crew must leave after the shoot is over,

3. I professional cleaning crew must be hired to disinfect all areas cast and crew were active in.

4. She is to have no sexual activity other than when recording videos. Except with Glenna and that is to take place in the guest house or the pool area.

5. I receive all test results of everyone that is having sex on the property, originals not a copy.

6. Proof of age of anyone twenty-five and under, without makeup.

7. Proof of legal right to work in The United States.

Ellen needs to show me the books that she is following the law about keeping the records of everyone in her videos. If she is playing fast and loose with the records, I worry more about that than the IRS.

I decided to get something to eat and headed for the kitchen. As I was almost there the front door bell rang. When I opened the door the two couples from yesterday were standing there.

One of the girls said: "We're here to finish our video."

I told them: "All videos are done out at the pool and the guest house. This house in now off limits to performers and crew. I will let you cut through, provided you answer a few questions for me."

The same girls said: "Sure, what do you want to know?"

I stepped aside to let them in and showed them to the kitchen. Once there I asked them: "How did you start doing what I saw you doing yesterday?"

The girls looked at each other smiling and both said at the same time: "Our mother, mom's a Queen of Spades and has tattoos to prove it. Mom is a trust fund baby, and our dad died while she was knocked up with us. The guys she started dating six years after daddy died. Everyone of them seemed to be after her money, but it really wasn't Her's. It is in a trust and mom gets an annual allowance. The house is a separate trust as well. The guys just figured it was Her's and thought she would be an easy touch to free her of cash.

Then one day I guy that came to fix the furnace caught her eye and she offered him lunch. They dated and he never let her pay. Told her it was the man's responsibility to pay fpr the lady's meal.

Mom was sick of her vibrator and seduced him. After he told her, if they were going to continue, she needs to know that he was bisexual. He liked watching his women having sex with black men. At first mom was shocked, but after he showed her a couple of videos. She agreed to do it once, two weeks later they were married. We were young and didn't think it odd all the black men that visited at night just before we went to bed. Or that some were still there in the morning still.

So, when we turned eighteen, we decided we wanted a marriage like mom and Ed have."

I asked the two guys: "What about you two?"

One said: "We are both bisexual and were friends before we meet the girls. We answered an ad they had on a bisexual web site. The four of us are made for each other."

I thanked them for their honesty and sent them out to the pool. I guess whatever floats your boat works for them, but I can never see me doing that. It made me to consider, just filing for divorce now and walk away. But I just don't want to lose Ellen. If I hadn't found out I would still be a happy camper. I told her she has two years till she had to choose.

I just don't know if I can wait that long for her. But since she is getting all the sex she wants no, that's not right, it's more what she craves. Sex with all those well-hung black studs is like heroin is to a drug attic. I need to accept she most likely never give it up.

Two days later the crew was back filming in the guest house and around the pool. I was in the dinning room since in the kitchen I could hear what was going on.

Glenna walked in and asked me: "Where do you keep the mouthwash?"

I asked her: "Why do you look so pissed off and the mouthwash is up in my bedroom on the bathroom sink."

Glenna told me: "That asshole Jamal thought it would be funny to piss in my mouth. I am done your wife can find someone else to keep her fucking studs hard."

I told her: "I don't blame you for quitting, I am surprised you lasted this long. When you are not here in the guest house where do you stay?"

Glenna said: "I really need to use some mouthwash first."

She headed up stairs to do that, as I waited her return. When she came down, she told me: "There is a two-bedroom house Ellen has leased for a few years. I mainly live there, when I am not here. She told me once when she was stoned. That the two of you lived there when you were first married. That is where she was doing her videos when I met her."

I asked her: "When did she start making her videos here?"

Glenna said: "After you had the guest house built and pool installed."

I asked Glenna: "Who else is staying there?"

She answered: "Right now no one, but the two couples that did the cuckold videos. It is where there while making the videos."

I asked her: "I you are in one bedroom and one couple was in the other where did the second couple sleep?"

Glenna told me: "They slept together in what use to be the living room. Now it has three full size beds and remote-controlled camera set up."

Hearing that I then asked her: "Do you know of other changes Ellen had done to that house?"

Glenna told me: "In the yard there are poles that tarps can be raised to prevent the neighbors. From seeing what is going on when she uses it to make videos."

I told Glenna: "That house is owned by a trust and the trustee doesn't know she has done any of that. She has broken her lease and will be evicted. I will arrange for you to stay there after the eviction. Now since you quit, I realize I need a personal assistant. The job is your if you want it, how much has my wife been paying you?"

Glenna said: "It is more like an allowance than payment."

I asked her: "Why aren't you getting a pay check for being a fluffer?"

Glenna said: "When the convent closed, I hadn't taken my final vows. My parents had disowned me after they found out I had sex after my Senior Prom. They told me the only way they would forgive me was if I joined the convent. The order I joined was no longer able to sustain it self and some sisters returned to ordinary life while other continued in other orders.

I decided to just leave and make my way in life and my parents be could go to hell. I answered an ad Ellen had online looking for a female for a special position in her company."

I inquired: "How did my wife explain that the position was sucking huge black cocks?"

Glenna smiled and told me: "She was blunt, she just asked me how I liked sucking cock. I told her: I sucked my boyfriend after the prom and as a novice nun I was told I needed to relieve the priests stress after hearing the confessions. From all those slut women and cheating wives. After all priest were mire men and all those sexual things they were forced to hear. It was our duty to relieve their tension; she also told me I would be required to relieve her tension as well."

I said: "That doesn't explain why you are not being paid"

Glenna answered saying: "I am her sub, she owns me I had ten dollars and thirty-two cents to my name and no where to stay. I was hungry and after she had me eat her out, she offered me a place to live and an allowance in exchange for being a fluffer. She also told me if I let any of the men fuck me, she would kick me out."

I led Glenna to my home office and opened my safe. I gave her a credit card from my company and a thousand dollars cash. I then added her to my Uber account. I told her to take an Uber to the other house and get her things and check in to the Marriot Long Warf Hotel. That I would meet her there in a few hours.

I went out to find Jemal he was going to regret pissing in Glenna's mouth. The shooting was taking place near the pool. Ellen was on all fours with Jemal in her ass, as some other guy with his cock down her throat. Gia was also in the same position being fucked in her cunt and asshole.

I yelled: "Jemal I need a word with you."

Ellen said: "Don't you see we are recording; couldn't it wait?"

I told my wife: "No, it can't wait."

Jemal came walking towards me and stopped, so I walk the rest of the way towards him. That worked better for what I had in mind. I smiled as I neared and seeing his cock hard and sticking straight out. When I kicked him in the balls his cock wasn't there to absorb some of the blow.

He went down and I slipped of my shoe before I kicked him in the side. Two of the guys not involved in the sex started towards me. I reached behind and pulled my Glock from the back of my waist band.

Ellen walked over to me and asked: "Why did you do that. He won't be able to finish now. You just cost me two hours of video I now must redo with someone else."

I told her: "Well he cost you your fluffer, dick wade decided to piss in her mouth while she was fluffing him, she quit."

My wife said: "She can't quit, I own her sorry ass she will have nowhere to live and no money. I am going to call and cancel her credit card. And have the realtor throw her out of the house we use to live in."

I smiled and told my wife: "The new realtor will be cancelling your lease and the trustee of the trust that owns the house will let Glenna live there as long as she wants. Also, you're paying to restore the house and additional money for the illegal use of the property in your videos."

Ellen had a confuse look on her face and asked: "Did you talk to the trustee and tell him about what I was doing there?"

It gave me great pleasure in saying: "I didn't have to call the trustee, I am the trustee and the sole beneficiary off the trust. The same trust that owns this property and now is telling you to vacate the property and take all your fucking things with you."

Ellen had a look of horror on her face, realizing that I had control of both properties. She would need to find somewhere else to make her videos and that the two years I told her just went out the window.

I put up with her being a porn star because I loved her so much. The thought of not being with her hurt me too much to not want to wait till she got it out of her system. But after the last few weeks and learning what she was doing to Glenna. She'll land on her feet; she has the money she hid all those years before I found out about her videos.

That is unless I unleash the investigators, I hired before to turn her in.

Epilogue:

Jemal was taken to the hospital, his right testicle was crushed and had broken ribs from me kicking him in his side. The hospital wanted him to talk to the police. He refused and wondered why officers showed up at his bed side. He was from Jamaca and here illegally, he would think I turned him in. But it wasn't me, I had a feeling Ellen was cutting him loose.

Ellen fled to Costa Rica leaving the kids behind, where she couldn't be extradited. I don't know who turned her in, but it wasn't me. I was waiting to see if she would offer to stop making black cock porn.

When the feds got a court order to seize her safety deposit boxes. They were empty, she had been slowly emptying them from the time I discovered her porn career.

Glenna ended up moving in with me, not as my lover. She was my personal assistant just as I had offered her. At first, she stayed in the guest house at night. She went for STD tests the first two weeks and was tested for HUV for eighteen months.

In that time, we did everything more as a couple than employer/employee. I wasn't looking for a sexual companion after Ellen and Glenna being a lesbian. I felt this worked for both of us.

That is until she got the all clear from her last HIV test. I took her out to celebrate and I got more drunk that she did. I woke up with my usual morning wood, but that morning Glenna was riding it cowgirl.

Thinking back to the night before, I remembered her telling me. She wasn't a lesbian, Ellen just told everybody that so, she could keep her to herself.

In the convent Glenna realized she loved sex with women as well as men. Glenna moved into the master bedroom with me that day and we both are committed to each other exclusively.

My biggest recreate, was not checking out Ellen's nude modeling on our honeymoon. It would have been easy to charter a boat and anchor off shore with binoculars to see went was going on.

I would have left her behind on the island and filed to have the marriage annulled. But if that happened, I would never have met Glenna. My kids love Glenna and told me. That they learned about their mother fleeing the country and why. One of their classmates' fathers an Assistant U. S. Attorney in the Boston office.

They also expressed their desire to leave school since most of their friends have downloaded Ellen's videos. Since the school is coed and many of their friends are male. I knew my daughters needed to come home and I will hire tutors for them to finish their schooling.