Author: Free Speeched
Title: Camera Whore
Summary: Leon becomes increasingly anxious over his wife's appearance on a reality TV show.
Keywords: mf, cuckold, voyeurism

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   Camera Whore

   When Leon heard the news that his wife Rebecca was offered a spot in an
upcoming reality show, he was thrilled for her.  Leon knew his wife would
be the perfect candidate.  Rebecca was a gorgeous twenty four year old
woman.  She had curly brown hair that wrapped around an angelic face.  Her
warm brown eyes mesmerized anyone who made eye contact with her.  Even if
one managed to break away from her binding gaze, they'd only find
themselves captivated by her gorgeous figure, long legs, and perky, large
breasts.  She was stunning and with a cheerful and light-hearted
personality, she was every man's perfect woman.

   Leon felt blessed to have such a wonderful girl as his wife.  Rebecca's
dream was to become an actress.  As an upstart associate at one of Los
Angeles's most prestigious law firms, Leon could afford to let her pursue
her dream.  Leon didn't think Rebecca was a gold digger, however.  There
were far richer men in LA and he felt it was his intelligence and kind
personality that ultimately won her over.  Leon was also a fairly
attractive young man himself although he wasn't the type you'd expect to
see on a magazine like his wife was.  She had the looks and charm of a
celebrity and the reality television show she was invited to appear on
would be great exposure for her.

   "I'm going to miss you so much, honey," Leon said to his beautiful wife
Rebecca as he drove their red convertible up and down the rolling landscape
of Beverly Hills.  It was spring in Los Angeles County so the temperature
was perfect with all the plants and flowers along the roadway blooming. 
The only flaw to an otherwise perfect environment was the smoggy layer of
pollution that hung around the enormous sprawling city.  But Leon wasn't
the type to let something like that bother him, he was an optimist and
focused on what was beautiful about the day.

   "I am going to miss you too, Leon, but I'm sure you'll have a lot of
work to keep you busy," replied Rebecca in her usual playful tone.  She was
wearing a red dress that matched the couple's convertible.  The dress
exposed a fair amount of the milky flesh of her breasts but still kept much
of it covered.  It was sexy but sophisticated at the same time; the type of
clothing that Rebecca typically liked to wear when she was out and about.
"I will call you everyday that I can and you can come visit me on the set
one of the days," she explained to her husband.  "Just think of it as an
extended business trip."

   "That's true," Leon said softly to himself.  The reality television show
was meant to last only six weeks and then Rebecca would return home.  "I'll
miss you anyways," Leon spoke, turning his head towards his wife and
grinning at her.  The show was designed to edit the content of each day
into a half an hour episode.  It would start showing on television one week
after the show began filming.  This meant the last episode would be shown
seven weeks from this day.

   Rebecca laughed and leaned over to kiss her husband softly on the lips.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted Canyon St, the side street they
were supposed to turn on to.  "Oh dear, Leon!" she exclaimed at her
husband. "That's where we need to turn!"

   Leon slammed his foot down on the break and quickly swung the car's
steering wheel to the right.  The car veered into the left lane but Leon
quickly shifted it to the right and corrected its position.  "Phew," Leon
breathed a sigh of relief.  He was now driving past a series of large
mansions one would expect to find in the elite Beverly Hills area.  It
wasn't very long until they arrived at the house the reality television
show was being filmed at.

   The house was a large red mansion, constructed in a western style rather
then the Mexican architecture popular in Southern California.  The mansion
had a sprawling grass lawn which was currently covered in vans and
television crew equipment.  A formidable square fence surrounded the entire
complex.  The only road going in was blocked by a gate with a small guard
house nearby.  The whole area was noisy with the sounds of crew men working
and loud music coming from inside the mansion.

   Noticing the arrival of the couple, the guard stood up and peered out
the window at the convertible.  He picked up the list of people allowed in
and ruffled through it.  In a gruff voice, he asked, "Can I see your
identification papers?"

   Rebecca grabbed a crumpled piece of paper resting on the floor of the
convertible.  She leaned over her husband and handed it to the guard who
looked it over quickly and opened the gate.  Rebecca slid back into her
seat as the car rattled on forward into the mansion's vast front lawn.

   Leon drove the convertible up past several television vans before being
directed by a security guard to veer right off the driveway and park.  Leon
killed the car engine and opened up his car door, stepping out and looking
up at the enormous mansion.  He had been to Beverly Hills before when he
was invited to a dinner at the home of one of his law firm's most senior
partners but this mansion was the largest he had ever seen.  He hadn't
really thought about it before but his wife was going to be a celebrity
after this television show.  It gave him a rush, imagining himself being
part of that lifestyle.  After his brief moment of awe, Leon regained
himself and walked over to the passenger side of the car, opening the door
for his lovely wife.

   Rebecca quickly hopped out of the car.  She was so excited to be on
television for the first time and receive her first big break in the
entertainment industry.  The house she would be staying in for the next
month was absolutely beautiful and she hoped it would only be the beginning
of bigger things to come for her.  She grabbed her husband Leon's arm and
eagerly led him toward the back where the other people appearing on the
show were gathered.

   There were a total of ten people appearing on the reality TV show, five
men and five women.  The show's plot was simple.  These ten people would
all have to live together while being recorded at all times.  Rebecca was
the only married person on the show.  Her marital status is part of why she
was chosen to appear on the program because the creators wanted a diverse
group of people.  The people appearing on the show included an Asian woman,
a gay African American man, and a light skinned Hispanic man.  Also among
the participants were an Evangelical Christian, a Jew, and a Scientologist.
Rebecca's diversity factor was the fact she was married.  There was one
thing all of the participants had in common and that was that they were all
young and extremely good looking.  The women had gorgeous, curvy bodies and
the muscles on the men rippled with masculinity.  The show's goal had been
to assemble a group of L.A.'s most attractive young people and it succeeded
in this well.

   The back of mansion was even grander then the front, consisting of a
volley ball court, a large swimming pool, and a luxurious hot tub.  Camera
men were already set up and filming the participants as they introduced
themselves to each other.  Rebecca and Leon joined the group and began to
make small talk.

   "Hi, my name is Leon, and this is my wife, Rebecca," Leon politely said,
extending his hand to the Hispanic male.  Leon could feel the man's
strength when he shook his hand.  He had enormous, muscular arms and was
much taller then Leon.  He was definitely the largest man there.

   "My name is Anthony," the man replied, his eyes gazing over Leon's wife
as if she were seasoned meat being brought to a starving man.  "It is a
pleasure to meet you," he softly spoke to Rebecca, looking into her eyes
and then lowering his head to stare at her large breasts.

   Rebecca blushed nervously at Anthony.  She folded her arms across her
chest to cover the cleavage her dress exposed.  She then took a hold of her
husband's arm and moved away from Anthony to some of her other housemates.

   Leon felt his pocket start to vibrate.  He slipped his hand into the
side of his jeans and pulled out his blackberry.  He had received an email
from his boss asking him to come into work quickly and help him with an
emergency that occurred with the firm's latest big merger case. 
Cautiously, Leon placed his hand on his wife's shoulder and spoke, "Honey,
I just got a call from the office." Leon continued "I've got to head out
now.  Do you think you'll be ok here?"

   Rebecca frowned at her husband and let a soft sigh escape her lips.  It
annoyed her how his bosses would always call and interrupt their
activities. It seemed like Leon could never get away from work.  Annoyed,
Rebecca responded to him, "Well, you're not going to see me for three weeks
so I thought you'd want to stay a little longer."

   "I'm sorry," Leon responded sympathetically.  "You know how it is
honey," he tried to explain.  "I'm not partner yet and until I am, I have
to do what they tell me and right now there is a major emergency that I
have to attend to."

   "Fine, I understand, I guess I will see you in three weeks then" pouted
Rebecca.  She turned her back to her husband and walked over to one of the
other girls and introduced herself.  She wasn't going to let Leon spoil her
first day as a television star.

   Leon sighed in frustration.  He loved being a high powered attorney but
his job was so draining sometimes.  He shoved his blackberry back into his
pocket and walked around to the front of the mansion.  He looked it over
one last time before getting into the red convertible and leaving the
complex.  He missed his wife already but at least work would keep him busy
while she was gone.  Now he just had to survive Los Angeles traffic and
make it to work in one piece.

   The next day after work, Leon received a phone call from his wife.  "Hey
hun, how was your first full day of being a star?" Leon asked into the
receiver.  "The apartment has been quiet without you here," Leon stated
lovingly.

   "It was fantastic," Rebecca enthusiastically responded to her husband.
"Everything here is top notch, my bedroom, the food, the drinks," she
explained.  "The other people are so nice and we're getting along great. 
You'll have to tell me how I look on television Monday."

   "I'll be sure to do that," Leon said to his wife.  He talked to her some
more, asking her questions about what it was like to be recorded all the
time and how her housemates were.  Leon was glad he was able to have a
positive conversation with his wife after she had been upset with him for
leaving early due to work the previous day.  After the couple had talked
for a while, Leon bid his wife farewell, "I'll talk to you tomorrow, honey.
Have a good night's sleep."

   The next day when Leon got home he waited near the phone for his wife to
call.  It began to get pretty late but he had not heard from Rebecca. 
Eventually, Leon went to bed without talking to her.  The next day, Leon
once again didn't receive a phone call from his wife.  On the third day,
Leon became anxious over why his wife had not contacted him.  He wondered
if he had offended her or something had happened.  Eventually, he
rationalized it to himself that she probably didn't have time with all of
the events they planned for the participants on the TV show.  Leon accepted
this although he remained anxious.

   Finally, Rebecca called on the fourth night since her first phone call.
She apologized for not calling for a while and gave an explanation that
mirrored what Leon had expected.  She told him that she was busy with all
of the activities they had planned on the show and didn't have time to call
him.  She told him that she would try harder to call him more often.  Her
next call did not come until Monday night after the first episode of the
reality show aired on television.

   Leon invited Frank over to watch the first episode of his wife's reality
television show with him on Monday.  Frank was an obese man with a large,
curly brown beard.  He was a bit odd and socially awkward and had no
girlfriend known to Leon.  Leon knew Frank because he was one of the
attorneys that worked at his law firm.  Frank was exactly what Leon hoped
to avoid becoming, out of shape, worked all the time, and had terrible
relationships with people.  Still, Leon felt bad for Frank and tried to
expand his horizons.

   The show began depicting all of the participants who would live together
for a month.  When Rebecca was shown, the show referred to Leon as well and
played video clips of him pulling up with her in their red convertible. 
The narrator described Rebecca as an aspiring actress who was married to a
husband who was a workaholic and sited his early departure from the mansion
to address the emergency at his work.

   Leon was shocked at the depiction of him.  Angrily, he remarked to
Frank, "They take one anecdote and portray me on television like I'm a
neglectful husband!" Leon turned red at the thought of people spotting him
when he was out and about and thinking he was a jerk who worked too much.

   "Calm down," Frank gently urged his friend.  Frank explained, "They try
to make as much drama as possible by exaggerating every little thing on
these types of shows.  I wouldn't worry too much about it."

   At the end of the show, housemates were asked what they thought of each
other.  A group of men consisting of Anthony, a shot but stocky and
muscular Caucasian guy named Brian, and a thinner man whom Leon did not
catch his name when they talked about him at the beginning of the show
commented on all of the female participants.  Anthony described Rebecca,
"She is conservative and married but that just makes her the sexiest girl
here." The other two men agreed.  Anthony continued, "Did you see how big
her tits were?  Delicious.  I am pretty sure I can work her down," Anthony
said as he let loose a macho laugh at the camera.

   Leon felt himself filling with adrenaline.  He leapt up from the couch,
shaking his fist at the television.  "How dare he speak about my wife like
that," Leon boomed.  "I'm going up to that house right now because this is
outrageous." Leon began to walk towards to door but Frank grabbed his
shoulder and stopped him.

   "I know you're upset man but you ought to have a little faith in your
wife," Frank said.  "Of course those macho guys are going to brag about how
they think they'll be able to score with a married woman but it's just a
television show and if your wife loves you then she won't cheat on you."

   Leon relaxed a bit but still felt the adrenaline surging around in his
body.  After some rationalizing, he admitted Frank was right, "It is just a
lot of talk on these shows and I shouldn't let it bother me." Leon trusted
his wife and did not believe she would cheat on him.  "Besides," Leon
explained to Frank, "She hates guys who are misogynistic and unintelligent
like that.  She thinks their brutes."

   Later that night, Leon received a phone call from his wife.  "Honey, I'm
so glad to talk to you," Leon said nervously to her.  "I saw the first
episode of the television show today.  You were excellent in it, completely
beautiful.  But I have to tell you, it showed Anthony and some of the other
guys making really terrible comments about you.  They said they were going
to try and sleep with you."

   Rebecca chucked into the phone, "Oh, I'm well aware of what they said to
the camera, Leon." Rebecca changed her tone to a serious and reassuring
one. "Don't worry though, honey.  Anthony is a nice guy he just likes to
talk big and brag about how he is god's gift to women.  It is a bunch of
macho bullshit.  You know I can't stand guys like that.  I love you and
this television show isn't going to change that."

   "I love you too, Rebecca," Leon responded to her.  His wife's reassuring
voice helped relieve the anxiety caused by the men gossiping about her on
the show.  Leon's wife had always been hit on and pursued by guys even
after she was married.  It was pretty typical and she had never cheated on
him before.  There was no real reason for him to worry, Leon thought.

   "Well, I have to go now, honey," Rebecca abruptly said on the phone.  "I
love you and I'll talk to you later," her voice said right before the loud
click signaled the ending of the phone call.

   Leon was disappointed he didn't get to talk to his wife for very long
but his conversation with her had made him feel better.  During the rest of
the week he spent most of his time working.  Rebecca didn't call him again
but he continued to watch her on the television show.  Every episode
depicted the day's events from one week ago.  The show's content was trite,
consisting of arguments between housemates, single housemates flirting and
sleeping with each other, lots of partying and drinking.  There were no
other incidents that week involving Rebecca and any of the male housemates.


   One night Leon was surfing the internet after work when he stumbled upon
a message board talking about the reality TV show his wife was on.  Many of
the posts consisted of men talking about how they wanted to have sex with
the female participants.  Leon was shocked to find that his wife was on the
most popular victims of their fantasies.  One of the posters had written,
"She really looks like she knows how to suck a good dick." Another's
submission stated, "I don't care that she's married.  I'd love to stick my
cock in-between those enormous breasts of hers and squeeze a load all over
that pretty little face of hers." The postings sickened Leon but at the
same time aroused him.  He hadn't had sex since his wife left which was
over a week ago and all the comments describing his wife being dominated
turned him on.  As Leon read, he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his
cock. He just wanted to stroke it gently while he read but he eventually
submitted to his urges and jacked off to the message board's commentary. 
He felt a little sick afterwards but when he laid down in bed, he quickly
fell asleep.

   Finally the half way mark came and Leon was able to visit Rebecca on
set. He hadn't talked to his wife since the night after the first episode
so he was eager to get to see her again.  He took their red convertible
once again up to the large red mansion in Beverly Hills where the
television show was being filmed.  The guard waved him in and he parked on
the side of the long circular driveway.  Leon cautiously approached the
large wooden doors where he was greeted by a television crew member and led
to an enormous room.  Loud music echoed from a stereo system set up, the
bass causing the floor and walls to vibrate.  The room was full of people
sitting and talking.  A large section of the room was cleared for dancing.
All of the participants in the show were allowed to bring friends this day.

   Leon looked around for his wife, finally spotting her sitting next to
another one of the female participants in a table at the back.  Leon made
his way past the hustle and bustle of the room and over to the table his
wife was sitting at.  He was immediately struck by her outfit.  She was
wearing a tight black strapless one piece outfit.  Most of the flesh of the
top of her breasts was fully exposed for all to see.  The bottom also
failed to cover modestly, exposing his wife's beautiful long and smooth
legs, crossed in front of her.  As Leon approached his wife, he stuttered,
"Uhm, hello, honey."

   Rebecca turned and looked at her husband, smiling warmly at him.  "Oh
hello, Leon," she said to him.  "Why don't you have a seat right here? 
This is Natasha.  She's also on the show.  She lent me this outfit I'm
wearing now, isn't it lovely?"

   Leon sat down and looked at Natasha and then his wife.  He wanted to
tell Rebecca that the outfit wasn't lovely.  What he loved was his wife's
sexy but sophisticated style.  This outfit was just slutty, like something
out of a porno.  Leon couldn't say that in front of Natasha, however, he'd
look rude.  The last thing he wanted to do was have his character
assassinated again on national television.  He knew he had to be cool about
things.  Leon gulped, "Yes, you look gorgeous in it..."

   Natasha spoke to Rebecca, "Anyways, as I was saying, he just kind of put
his arms around me and then I was all over him." Natasha looked down at the
table and blushed a bit.  "He was so strong and sexy, I couldn't help it.
And when he took off his pants, oh my god, it was enormous."

   Rebecca leaned into the table, moving her head closer to Natasha's in
order to hear her better over the music.  "Was it really as big as he says
it is?" Rebecca asked.  She turned over to Leon and explained to him,
"Natasha hooked up with Anthony recently and that is who we're talking
about."

   "Oh yeah, bigger," responded Natasha, opening her arms wide to
demonstrate.  "It was long and thick and the hugest I have ever seen.  I
was amazed and when he put it in me, it was like nothing I ever felt
before. Seriously, I don't know how I'm going to have sex with a regular
guy after that."

   At that moment, Anthony approached the two girls and Leon.  He was
wearing a tight white t-shirt and a tight-fitting pair of blue jeans.  Both
showed off his considerable muscles.  Anthony grinned and politely asked,
"Would you like to dance."

   "I'm sorry Anthony," responded Natasha.  "I am still tired from last
night." Natasha smiled seductively at him and gave him a wink.

   "Actually, I wasn't asking you, Natasha," Anthony explained with a sly
grin on his face.  "I wanted to know if Rebecca wanted to dance with me."

   Rebecca's eyes lit up.  She quickly turned to her husband and asked, "Do
you mind if I go dance with Anthony for a little bit?" Leon was distracted
by Anthony's presence.  His eyes squarely focused on the bulge in Anthony's
pants.  Because his pants were tight, Leon could tell he had to be pretty
well hung.  If Anthony wasn't aroused at all, then Natasha wasn't
exaggerating at all in her story.  "Ok then, let's go," Rebecca cheerfully
said, taking Anthony's arm and leading him to the dance floor.

   Leon was struck by surprise.  He had been so distracted that he hadn't
responded to his wife's question.  He didn't want her to dance with Anthony
but his lack of a response had seemed like he condoned it.  Leon suddenly
felt sick to the stomach.  It was as if he had eaten a piece of dread and
now that dread was going through his intestines.  All he could do is watch
from the table as his wife danced with Anthony.

   Anthony was an excellent dancer.  He used his strong arms to guide
Rebecca across the dance floor.  The music being played represented what
one would expect from a mainstream modern dance radio station, mostly hip
hop and R&B.  Dancing to the music required close contact.  Rebecca's
breasts, most of the flesh hanging out of the top of her skimpy outfit,
jiggled as she was moved around and would then mash up against Anthony's
hard chest.  Leon knew that Anthony must be able to feel his wife's breasts
pushing up against his chest.  Worst of all was the genital grinding. 
Anthony would push his pelvis up against Rebecca's.  Leon knew the bulge in
Anthony's jeans must be rubbing right up against his wife's vagina, covered
only by the thin material of her dress and panties.  The sight was
unbearable for Leon.  Anthony had his hand on Rebecca's lower back and a
few times Anthony could swear he saw him grope her ass.

   Leon realized he had to do something or else he'd go crazy sitting
there. When the next song stopped playing, he stood up and walked over to
Rebecca and Anthony on the dance floor.  He stepped in-between the two and
turned toward Rebecca.  "Can I dance with my wife now," he asked nervously.

   Anthony stepped away but Rebecca shook her head.  "I'm tired of dancing,
honey," she responded to Leon.  "I'm going to go sit down for a while."
Rebecca headed back over to the table with Natasha while Anthony went to
ask another girl to dance with him.

   Leon followed his wife back to the table and sat down next to her.  He
looked over and noticed the bottom of her dress was wet.  Leon was shocked.
He couldn't let this one go.  He leaned over and quietly whispered in
Rebecca's ear, "Your dress is all wet down there."

   Rebecca shrugged her shoulders at Leon and responded, "Take it easy,
dear.  I was just having fun.  I guess I got all worked up and started
sweating.  It happens."

   Leon doubted that it was just sweat but he didn't want to embarrass her
in front of her friend so he kept silent.  He figured he would have a
chance to raise the issue later.  Unfortunately, no such chance was given.
Rebecca talked with Natasha for a little while longer and then the guests
were asked to leave so those on the TV show could go to some celebrity
party at a night club.  Leon was forced to bid farewell to his wife and
drive back home alone.  It was half way through the show's filming; Leon
would have to wait three more weeks for things to return to normal.

   Leon did not hear from Rebecca for the next few days.  Then when he was
at work one afternoon, he received a phone call from his wife.  "Rebecca?
What's up?" Leon asked through the phone in his office.

   Rebecca responded, her voice stuttering a bit, "Hey L-Leon!  What's
upp?" she asked in an odd tone.  Judging from her voice, she sounded
completely hammered.  "I wanted to ask your permission before I do
something."

   "Could you talk a little louder, I can't hear you very well," responded
Leon.  He walked over to his office's door and closed it so he could hear
his wife better.  "You sound drunk, Rebecca.  What did you want to ask me
about?"

   "I'm not drunk, honey," Rebecca said with a hiccup.  "Well, a bunch of
the housemates are going out to the hot tub and they wanted me to come with
them but I thought I'd ask you about it first because I didn't want you to
get upset with me."

   Leon sat down on his chair, holding the receiver up against his ear. 
"What!?" he exclaimed to Rebecca.  "Why would I care if you go into a hot
tub or not?  I don't understand why you are calling me at work for this."

   Rebecca remained silent for a moment.  Her voice then responded angrily,
"You are always working, Leon!  You never have enough time for me.  I just
wanted to get your permission before I go skinny dipping with some of the
guys here."

   "Skinny dipping!?" Leon yelled into the phone receiver.  "You're a
married woman.  Of course I forbid you from doing that.  I don't want you
being naked around a bunch of other guys." Leon snarled, slamming his fist
down on his desk.

   Rebecca responded defensively, "You're being completely unreasonable! 
You spend so much time at your work but when I want to have a little fun,
then I'm not allowed.  Why do you get to tell me what to do?"

   Leon clenched his fist and tried to clam down.  He didn't want to scream
and cause concern amongst the other people at the office.  Calm and
collected, Leon struggled to speak politely to his wife, "Honey, you are
the one who is being unreasonable here.  It is reasonable for one spouse to
forbid the other from consorting with the opposite sex naked in a hot tub
on national television!  And yes, I am at work right now because I have a
job.  It is 2:00 p.m.  and most people are at work doing things that
actually move society along."

   "You dick!" screamed Rebecca over the phone.  She began crying and
quickly hung up before Leon had a chance to respond.  Leon was shocked and
exasperated.  He couldn't believe what had just happened.  He hoped that
his wife would call him back and apologize for her drunken behavior but he
did not hear back for her for an entire week.

   One week after the incident between him and his wife, Leon hoped the
television episode of that day could provide him with insight into what
happened since his wife had not called him back.  Once again, Leon gathered
with his friend Frank to watch the reality TV show after work.

   The show focused on some of the other housemates but eventually shifted
to Rebecca.  Unsurprisingly, Anthony was the one who had the idea of
inviting her along with Brian to go skinny dipping in the hot tub.  Rebecca
was drunk but refused until they pressured her into at least calling Leon
and asking if she could do it.  The show then depicted the telephone call
from Rebecca's perspective.  After she hung up crying, Anthony gave her a
big hug and said, "Hey, forget about him.  Why don't you just have some fun
and relax a little bit?"

   Leon expected his wife to politely refuse but was shocked when she
nodded her head and agreed to go along with Anthony.  Leon turned to Frank
and said, his voice quivering, "I don't know what I'll do if she gets naked
with that guy.  She's my wife and I should be the only one who gets to look
at her breasts."

   Rebecca went upstairs to change and Anthony and Brian headed out to the
hot tub.  Much to Leon's relief, when Rebecca came outside she was in a
bikini.  She slowly climbed up the step and placed her leg into the water,
slowly settling her body down across from Anthony and diagonally from
Brian.

   "Come on, why don't you take off your top for us?" Anthony asked
aggressively causing Rebecca to shake her head negatively.  "Both Brian and
I are nude under here, it'll help you relax," Anthony tried to convince her
to remove her bathing suit.  "Just be adventurous for once."

   To Leon's utter horror, his wife finally nodded her head and reached
behind her back.  One little snap was all it took to let her large breasts
come bouncing into view.  On the television program being broadcast on
cable, the breasts were blurred out but to Brian and Anthony, they were
very much in clear view.  Leon screamed at the television screen but it was
pointless.  Both of the men leaned forward to get a better look at
Rebecca's wonderful breasts and it was not long before both began feeling
and squeezing them with their hands.  Rebecca never objected, letting both
men grope her chest.  Brian commented to her, "Oh man, look at these
melons. They're wonderful."

   After the excitement had subsided, both men gave Rebecca her space.  It
was not long after that the men began urging her to take off her bottom as
well.  Once again, Rebecca refused but the men broke her down.  Rebecca
agreed conditionally, "Fine, I'll show you but you absolutely cannot touch
this time."

   Rebecca stood up in the hot tub and removed her bottom, revealing her
private parts for the pleasure of the two men and the cameraman.  Of
course, like her breasts, her vagina was completely blurred on the cable
broadcast.  Leon was shocked at how slutty his wife had just acted on
national television.  Rebecca sat down and began to talk with Brian and
Anthony some more, both of whom flirted with her.  All of a sudden, Anthony
leaned forward and Rebecca yelped.  Quickly, she climbed out of the side of
the hot tub and walked away.

   "What the hell was that!" yelled Leon as he leapt up.  Leon grabbed his
remote.  Because he had a DVR recorder, Leon had the ability to rewind the
program he was currently watching.  He went back and watched the incident
again and then another time but he couldn't tell what happened.  It had to
have been something under the water.

   "You can't make it out but I think Anthony pushed his cock into your
wife's vagina and it surprised her," Frank commented quietly and calmly as
he gave Leon a concerned look.

   "WHAT!" screamed Leon.  Leon began to pace around the carpet in front of
his television.  Finally, Leon stopped and remarked, "I think I'm going to
be sick." He ran to the bathroom and vomited into his toilet.  Frank took
the opportunity to slip out and leave his friend to collect his thoughts.
Leon sat back down, struggling not to cry.  A few minutes later, the phone
rang.  "Hello?" Leon answered in an emotionally strained voice.

   "Leon, it's me, Rebecca," the concerned voice came over the other end.
"Look, I know this has gotten way out of hand and you'd be very upset.  I
just want to say that I was drunk when this happened and I didn't mean to
hurt you.  I regret doing it and I really hope you'll forgive me."

   "I don't know," Leon responded as he held back tears.  "You let those
two guys see you naked.  I have to ask, when I saw you jump out of the
water, did Anthony stick it inside of you?"

   "No, no, honey" responded Rebecca.  "Let me explain what happened.  I
got mad at you and so that is why I was showing off to those other guys but
I never intended to fuck them.  When I was sitting there, something kept
hitting my hand under the water.  First I thought it was Anthony playing
games with me by grabbing my hand but then I realized both of his arms were
out of the water.  His cock was so long and big that it could reach all the
way across and smack against my hand.  The next time he did it, I responded
with an automatic reflex.  I grabbed it and I admit that I might have held
on a little longer then I should of.  I was surprised by how hard and big
it was.  I couldn't really see it under the water but I could feel it. 
Anyways, I gave him the wrong impression by doing it and he thought it was
an invitation to lean over to put it inside of me.  I felt the head of it
press up against my vagina.  It was almost inside of me, it even touched my
clit but I yelled and moved before it went in.  He never penetrated or
touched my insides, just rubbed it up against the outside of my vagina.

   Leon let out an uneasy sigh.  "I just don't know, honey," he responded.
"You still got naked for them.  But I am relieved that he didn't go inside
of you.  I just think I'm going to have trouble trusting you after that. 
You understand, right?"

   Rebecca responded, "Yeah, I can understand that.  Honey, I am going to
make this up to you.  It got way too out of hand.  I swear to stop flirting
and I promise not to do any more.  I'm going to call you every day for the
rest of the time I'm here.  Can you please forgive me?  I'm so sorry."

   "I guess so," sighed Leon.  He still felt a little sick about the whole
situation but he felt his wife was making an honest attempt to redeem
herself.  Leon believed that everyone made mistakes sometimes and Anthony's
cock never actually entered inside of his beautiful wife.  Sure, some guys
got to see her naked but she remained unspoiled.  "Just understand I might
be suspicious for a while after this but if you keep your word, I'll
forgive you."

   Rebecca and Leon talked for a while about different things.  It was an
awkward conversation but it helped improve and mend their strained
relationship.  Rebecca kept good on her promises.  She called Leon everyday
for the rest of her time at the television show.  Leon continued to watch
every episode and was glad to see that Rebecca had stopped flirting and
interacting with the men on the show.  Leon did receive some odd looks from
people he passed by on the street or at work.  Clearly people felt he had
taken a whore for a wife but Leon knew it would blow over and didn't worry
too much about it.  He worked and lived in Los Angeles and people were more
sexualized and superficial here.

   Finally, the reality television show ended.  Leon made his third trip up
to the Beverly Hills mansion to pick up his wife.  When Rebecca saw him,
she ran up to him and embraced him tightly.  "I missed you so much!" she
said to him.  "I love you."

   Leon hugged his wife back and smiled at her, "And I love you too." The
couple bid farewell to the cameras and Leon took Rebecca back to their
apartment in the same red convertible she had arrived in.  Despite all that
had happened, the couple talked and flirted with each other just as they
had done so before Rebecca's appearance on the television show.  It was
like nothing had happened and their relationship was back to normal.

   Not all was the same between the couple, however.  For one, Rebecca's
appearance on the show really boosted her career.  She began receiving
calls and offers to audition in all sort of things, bands, commercials,
talk shows, plays, etc.  The show had succeeded in boosting Rebecca's
profile.  She was now a celebrity.

   The second big change for the couple involved their sex life. 
Previously to appearing on the show, Leon and Rebecca had sex almost
everyday.  But ever since she got back, Rebecca seemed reluctant.  The
first night she was home, she told Leon she was too tired.  She said the
same the second and third nights.  When Leon became upset on the fourth
night, she agreed to oral sex.  Leon happily went down on his wife, probing
the inside of her vagina with his warm, wet tongue.  He drove her wild but
unfortunately it was too wild.  She told him she was too tired to
reciprocate afterwards.  Subsequent sessions resulted in a similar ending.
Rebecca would receive oral sex from Leon and would then tell him she was
too tired, would fall asleep, or give him a half-hearted handjob.  The
couple's sex life just hadn't recovered like the rest of their
relationship.

   Not too long after his wife returned, Leon ran into Frank at work.  "How
is the divorce going between you and Rebecca?" Frank asked Leon curiously.

   "Divorce?" Leon responded in a confused voice.  "I'm not getting
divorced Frank.  I thought I told you before.  You were wrong about what
happened in the hot tub.  She didn't let Anthony put it inside of her, he
just surprised her.  I decided to forgive her and keep her as my wife."

   "I know but what about when she had sex with Anthony?" asked Frank.  "I
mean, the first time in the hot tub was no big deal but the second time
would have bothered me if I was in your position.  I'm really surprised you
are willing to let that go."

   "What the hell are you talking about Frank?" Leon said, raising his
voice in an annoyed tone.  "I watched every episode of that goddamn show in
its entirety.  There was no second time.  You must be dreaming."

   "I'm not dreaming," Frank responded defensively.  "You must not have
been paying attention.  Look, if your wife is not home tonight, I'll show
you what I'm talking about.  You must have missed that episode."

   "Ok, whatever Frank.  You can come over if you want but you're not
proving anything.  I watched every single episode and I trust my wife.  She
made a promise to me and I believe her."

   Frank arrived at Leon's house later that night.  Rebecca was out
auditioning for a part in a commercial.  "Here, I've got my proof right
here," Frank said to Leon, holding up an unrated DVD containing the reality
TV series that Rebecca had appeared on.  "This must have been cut for the
cable TV broadcast."

   Leon's eyes bulged.  "What the fuck, there is an unrated DVD?" Leon
exclaimed, grabbing the box from Frank.  "You fucker, you bought this so
you could look at my wife's tits!" Leon yelled at Frank, throwing the box
at him.  It was horrible enough for Leon to have to deal with the fact that
his wife's breasts were exposed to the men around the hot tub at the
mansion but an unrated DVD meant any pervert could jackoff to his beautiful
wife's body.

   Frank grinned sheepishly and shrugged his shoulders.  "What can I say;
your wife has the greatest tits I've ever seen" Frank responded.  "I wanted
to see them so I bought this." Frank slipped the DVD into Leon's DVD player
and navigated the menu.  "You better sit down for this, Leon."

   The television screen flickered on.  Leon immediately felt
uncomfortable. Sitting alone with Frank watching his wife on television was
like reliving the hot tub incident all over again.  Except this time, it
was far worse.

   Rebecca was once again naked in the hot tub but this time things were
different.  Only Anthony was there with her.  Brian was nowhere to be seen.
Anthony smiled at Rebecca coyly.  In a soft tone, he said, "You showed me
yours last time and now I'm going to show you mine." Anthony lifted himself
from the water, exposing his enormous cock to Rebecca.  It was incredibly
long and thick.  It was much larger then Leon's cock, or almost any cock
for that matter.  "You can touch it if you want."

   Rebecca slid over next to Anthony in the hot tub so that they were both
facing the same direction, side by side.  Rebecca extended her hand towards
Anthony's cock.  Her hand could be seen shaking nervously even on the
television screen.  Finally, her fingers made contact with the flesh of it.
She tried to wrap her hand around it but it was too big for her.  "It's so
huge, much bigger then Leon's" she cooed to him.  "I can feel it rumbling
in my hand."

   Anthony smiled at her.  "It feels a lot better inside of you too, or at
least that is what a lot of girls have told me," Anthony said seductively.
"Why don't you give it a try?  I promise you won't regret it."

   Rebecca blushed at Anthony but shook her head.  "No, Anthony," she said.
"You know I can't do that.  I made a promise to my husband not to go any
further with you.  I owe him that."

   Anthony nodded his head at Rebecca.  "I understand, you are loyal to
your husband," he said compassionately.  "Well, how about this.  It already
pressed up against your vagina once already.  If we touch together again,
it will be no big deal.  We just won't go any further but it'll still feel
good."

   Rebecca hesitated and then reluctantly responded, "Ok, I guess if we
don't go further then it will be ok." Rebecca stood up and climbed over
Anthony so that her legs were on opposite sides of him.  Slowly, she
lowered herself down.  After what seemed like minutes of lowering, her
vagina rested down on the skin of the head of Anthony's large cock.

   "See, no big deal," said Anthony as he gently rubbed the head of his
cock against the outside of Rebecca's vagina.  "How does that feel?  Aren't
you glad you decided to do it?" Anthony reached around Rebecca and placed
his hands on her large breasts.  "You don't mind do you?  I let you touch
me so..."

   "Mhm, so glad," Rebecca moaned.  "It feels absolutely wonderful.  You
touched them before so go ahead if you want to."

   Anthony began to massage Rebecca's breasts with his hands, letting his
fingers glide across her nipples and then squeezing the flesh of her
breasts.  Rebecca looked as if she were in heaven, having Anthony massage
both her breasts in the outside of her vagina.  After a considerable amount
of time of this, Anthony began to push the head of his cock up inside of
Rebecca.

   Leon thought surely that Rebecca would begin to object.  She had
consented thus far because they had already gone as far but this was
escalation.  But devastatingly to Leon, instead of objecting, Rebecca
closed her eyes and began sliding down Anthony's meat.  His cock pushed
further and further into her and Rebecca was completely cool with it. 
Eventually he had penetrated as far as he could and Rebecca relaxed with
Anthony's massive cock pushed up inside of her.  "How does that feel?"
Anthony whispered to her.

   "Absolutely wonderful," Rebecca replied with a look of bliss on her
face. Anthony gripped her sides and began to lift her up and down on his
enormous cock, dominating her completely.  Rebecca leaned her head over and
shared a passionate kiss with Anthony as he continued to penetrate her. 
After several excruciating minutes, Rebecca climbed off of Anthony and the
two headed into the mansion.

   Leon began to cry.  He had trusted his wife but she had lied to him.  He
felt so many emotions, jealousy, sadness, regret, anger.  It was like his
whole world was crumbling before him.

   Frank put a hand on Leon's shoulder.  "I'm sorry man," he said softly.
"I know the truth can be painful sometimes.  I just thought I should warn
you, it only gets worse."

   Rebecca followed Anthony into one of the bedrooms in the mansion.  The
cameraman was not invited in but waited outside.  What went on in the
bedroom could not be seen but the audio made it quite clear what was
happening.  Rebecca moaned and then shrieked.  Leon could make out her
voice saying, "Oh yeah, fuck me." and "Put that huge cock in here." After a
long series of moans and screams, Rebecca's muddled voice could be heard
once again.  This time she said, "Yeah, you can go ahead and cum inside of
me." Anthony could be heard grunting and then Rebecca commented, "Wow, it's
overflowing.  You're like a volcano."

   Leon started to gag.  It sickened him to think that a week later, he had
been sticking his tongue into that vagina, thoroughly moving it around
where Anthony's cock had been and blew its loads.

   Anthony exited the room and a minute later, Brian entered it, closing
the door behind him.  Brian's voice could be heard saying, "I know I'm not
as big as Anthony but I could be a pretty good dessert if you are
interested."

   Rebecca had been thoroughly fulfilled but airing on the side of
adventure, she responded to Brian, "I'm definitely interested.  Let's see
what you got.  I'm a big soggy though.  Anthony really filled me up down
there."

   Brian's laughter could be heard through the door.  "Oh, it's no big
deal," he said.  "We'll figure something out."

   Rebecca's voice responded, "Wow, that is pretty big.  You're not Anthony
but you're still pretty impressive." Shuffling could be heard going on in
the room.  "I've got an idea, since I'm all messy down there.  I always
notice you checking out my breasts, you want to stick that in-between these
and have some fun?" Rebecca asked seductively.

   Leon was shocked.  His wife had never allowed him to user her breasts to
get him off but she openly invited this jerk Brian to do that very action.
For the next several minutes, only bed squeaking and moaning could be heard
on the DVD.  Eventually the noise stopped and Rebecca said, "Wow, you
nailed me right in the face." After that, the DVD reset back to the menu.

   Leon kicked Frank out of the house.  He poured himself scotch and began
drinking as he cried.  His relationship with his wife could never be the
same.  She had completely cuckolded him behind his back and there was
nothing he could do now to change that.

   When Rebecca returned, Leon screamed at her and called her a whore.  She
asked for his forgiveness and apologized over and over again but Leon
refused to pardon her actions.  She eventually packed a suitcase full of
her essential things and left.

   Leon remained miserable for the next few days.  He was a complete wreck.
He couldn't concentrate on work and couldn't relax at all.  Worst of all,
for all the horrible things she had done to him, he missed his wife. 
Eventually he decided he should try to have a calmer conversation with her.
He called up Rebecca's friend Victoria and got the number to where Rebecca
was staying.  Leon dialed the number until someone picked up.  Leon spoke
into the receiver, "Hello, Are you there Rebecca?"

   A muddled male voice could be heard coming from the receiver saying,
"Don't worry about it, and keep doing what you've been doing." A brief time
went by and then the voice spoke, "Sorry bro, your wife is busy right now."
The voice unmistakably belonged to Anthony.  Anthony lowered the phone down
from his face.

   A slurping sound came through the receiver.  At first Leon was confused
but then he began to realize what was going on.  It was eerie how he could
picture exactly what was happening from the sound alone.  His beautiful
wife was wrapping her mouth around the head of Anthony's huge cock, sliding
her lips down the shaft and then pushing her tongue around the sensitive
part.  She was giving Anthony a blowjob while he answered the phone.  Leon
was shocked and he didn't know what to say.  Finally, he stuttered into his
phone, "W-well, just have her call me back when she's done."

  
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