My Wife’s New Job - The First Hour
My wife Anne had just graduated from college with a degree in communications. Anne was a very attractive woman, petite with long blonde hair, a well built body, and soft, pale skin. She’d been looking for a job for a while, hoping to find something in news casting. We hadn’t been in Los Angeles for more than a month when my wife told me that she’d found something. She told that she had been hired to do behind-the-scenes work for a cable television show, it honestly sounded like a great way to get into the business, exactly what she’d been hoping for.
The following Monday Anne dressed up for work and headed out first thing in the morning. Sometime around lunch she called me, “They’re really happy with me so far, but they think I’m a better fit for the evening show instead of the morning so. So they want me to stay late today to meet everyone”. I told her I’d wait up for her, wished her luck, and then we hung up. We hadn’t been in town long enough for me to get a new job yet, so Anne was the only one bringing in money, as such I didn’t mind if she had to work late or not. Having the evening to myself I decided to watch some television, but the rest of the evening passed uneventfully.
Next morning Anne went into work later in the afternoon, she was gone until one in the morning. Each night Anne would come home and tell me about work, describing the whole production. I didn’t understand most of it, but pretended to care. It went like this for almost a month before I began to suspect something was happening at her job. She would leave for work around two in the afternoon, get home around one in the morning, she was always tired, sex had stopped completely since she started working, and one night I was pretty sure that she came home wearing different clothes than she had left wearing.
I started to ask her questions, but she was always either deflective or went into technical terms about the show that I didn’t understand. All I knew is that it was an hour long, news show, on a cable station. She would occasionally mention something about random elements and the unpredictability of the news as an explanation for why she would get home at different times, but I knew from all the talks we’d had as she went through school that nothing put on television was random. They could control everything, whether with different cuts, multiple takes, computer controls, etc. Even the “randomness” of game shows was all controlled to produce the most exciting outcomes I knew. I realized that I didn’t even know the name of the show or the station that it was on. I had no way of even scanning the cable stations to see if I could find my wife because she worked off camera.
Frustration had been building inside me, and sitting there in front of the television I decided to find some porn to relieve myself. I flipped through the series of soft core porn networks and then found myself in the dozen channels that were more hardcore. About halfway through these I froze, the television showed my wife sitting at a news desk next to a rather young, good looking man.
The guy was wearing a suit and Anne was wearing a low-cut, button up, suit that I was certain she hadn’t left the house in. Her cleavage was clearly visible. The duo were sitting behind a long, clear table, papers in front of them, blue screen behind, exactly like a real news cast. Beneath the table I could see the matching pants of the guy’s suit and a smart, but short, skirt barely concealing my wife’s legs which were wrapped in sheer stockings. It was clear that the show was just starting, an announcer was introducing the cast.
“Sex in the News!”, the announcer said, “with Monica Cox…”, the television showed a dark haired woman, probably latina, dressed in an outfit similar to my wife’s. She was standing in front of a weather map, smiling. “…And Amanda Lee…”, the announcer continued. The view changed to show a very pretty asian woman, dressed the same, sitting on a comfortable chair next to a small table opposite an empty chair just like hers. “…James Long…" This time there was a well built, thick black guy, wearing a suit, and holding a football. ”…and at the desk, Evelyn Show… My wife came into view, sitting there, looking pretty and smiling, “…and Charles Alex!”, and then the guy at the desk next to her came onto the screen.
“This is… Sex in the News!”, the announcer proclaimed as the music died down. The view had stayed on Charles, and after a moment’s pause he started into a regular news cast. I was starting to wonder why my wife had hidden this from me, and then I realized that every story they were covering involved sex in some way. A story about a sexual accident between two couples in Europe, sexual legislation changing in some state, etc. All recent stories, from the past few days, but all related to sex in some way. They weren’t shying away from using any words or terms either, I’d never heard my wife talk like that, but the whole thing was very professionally done.
Five minutes into the show I was calmed down, all my frustration gone, and I was getting ready to turn the station when they switched over to Amanda. She was doing an interview with a male porn star, they actually showed some of his scenes. Then Amanda said to him, “Can we see your cock?”
“Sure”, he replied. Then he stood up and pulled his cock out of his pants. His long dick hang there for a second before the petite Asian woman reached over and grabbed it. The guy didn’t look surprised, only a small smile on his face as she began to stroke it. After a few seconds she dropped out of the chair and onto her knees in front of him and started to suck his cock, never taking her hand off of it. For about a minute more the camera stayed on her as she sucked his cock, growing it to hardness with her mouth and hand.
Then the view switched back to the main table where my wife was sitting next to Charles. They were both looking off camera to the right, he was smiling, but my wife had a lustful look on her face. Then I noticed that one of her hands was beneath the table, her skirt pulled slightly up, and her hand buried in her crotch working back and forth. Her legs were spread, so there was nothing to block the view of the camera. “Looks like Amanda is enjoying the interview”, Charles said, “As she usually does”. He turned back toward the front, then looked over at my wife, “Ha ha”, he chuckled slightly, “Seems Evelyn is enjoying it too”.
“Well I guess it’s that time in the show”, Charles said looking straight into the camera. They were only ten minutes into the hour long show, what was he talking about? “Time to spin the wheel for everyone and see what we’ll be enjoying tonight”. With that a graphic appeared behind him on the blue screen of a large, colored wheel. “I don’t think we need to spin for Amanda”, Charles finished.
Again the view changed and showed Amanda, sitting in her chair, her skirt and panties missing, the porn star kneeling between her legs licking her pussy. Amanda’s head was thrown back, her eyes closed, and she was moaning softly. The camera view changed back and Charles said, “Let’s spin for Monica first”. The graphic of the wheel behind him started to spin, making a click noise as it did. After a few second though it stopped and words flashed up saying, “Vibrating Panties!”
The view returned to the weather map, Monica standing in front of it, and she was removing her panties. A man appeared from off camera, he was wearing only a pair of silk boxer briefs, but he was carrying a pair of silk panties with a small, plastic dildo inside them. He knelt in front of Monica, as she lifted her skirt revealing her bush of pussy hair, and then he helped her step into the panties. Sliding them up her legs the little piece of plastic was sticking up and heading straight for her pussy. When he got them to the top of her legs, she spread her pussy lips with one hand as he guided it into her snatch.
Once done, the panties firmly in place, and the small dildo inside her, a humming noise became apparent. Monica twitched slightly, hunching her body a bit, as the noise started but then she managed to straighten up. The male assistant helped her remove her skirt, then her shirt, before he disappeared off camera carrying the clothes. That left Monica standing there in a red silk bra, the vibrating panties, matching red stockings, and her heels. “How’s that feel Monica?”, Charles asked.
“Ohhhh…”, Monica let out a soft moan. “They’re really… umm… rubbing against my clit”, she said, “It’s really distracting… but oohhh… it feels really good”.
“Ok”, Charles said, “We’ll come back to Monica in a minute for the weather, but let’s check in with Amanda”.
The view went back to Amanda. The porn star was sitting in the chair, Amanda was laying on top of him, her pussy on his face, his cock buried in her mouth. Both of them were moaning as their mouths and tongues worked on each other. Then the view went back to the main table, my wife was sitting there, her hand still working at her crotch, but now very clearly inside the pair of black lace panties she was wearing.
“Let’s do James next”, Charles announced. Again the wheel began to spin and click, and when it stopped the screen read “Cowboy!" There was even a whoop and the sound of a whip cracking to accompany the text. When the screen flipped back over to James he was smiling and already removing his suit. A very pretty blonde woman came onto the stage next to him, she was completely naked and had a perfect, all-over tan. She helped him remove his suit, and then his boxers.
When his dick popped out even I said wow. It was huge, long and thick, and as dark colored as his skin. He laid down on his back and the blonde woman knelt over him, poured some lube onto his dick, and started rubbing it in with her hand. The long, thick, black dick started coming to life in her hands immediately. "Monica, ready for the weather?”, Charles asked from off camera.
The view shift back to Monica, standing in front of the weather map, a soft humming noise accompanying her quiet moans. “Sure Charles”, she said. Monica was slightly hunched over, as if to pull the panties slightly away from her pussy, but when she noticed the camera was on her, she straightened back up. The humming got more intense and she actually let out a small yelp of surprise. “Umm… here in California… it’s going to be hot and wet”, she said pointing at the map. “Oh god… umm… ooohhh…”, she was losing concentration, standing up straight was pulling the panties tight against her pussy.
“It’s definitely… going to… umm…”, Monica was trying to say something, but it was getting lost between her increasing moans.
“I’m sorry Monica”, Charles said, “We didn’t quite get that. You know you can’t take the panties off until you finish the weather”.
“Yeah…”, Monica sat down on the stage, spreading her legs wide toward the camera. “It’s going to… ummm… cum in…”, she trailed off again into more moans, “cumming… to…" Whatever she was trying to say got lost as she started cumming, her body shook and her moans got louder. Her body rocked back and forth, she reached down one hand and held the front of her panties, pressing them into her cunt harder.
"Let’s see how the interview is going with Amanda”, Charles said. The view switched back, the porn star was still in the chair, but Amanda was now straddling him with his cock buried in her pussy. She was sitting on top of him backward so they were both facing the camera, and his cock was clearly visible as it disappeared inside her again and again. Amanda was moaning loudly, as she humped up and down on his dick, making a sort of squeaking whimper each time his cock slammed into her.
The camera stayed on Amanda fucking the porn star for a few minutes, her humping away furiously. Her skirt was bunched up around her waist, the jacket and shirt unbuttoned and opened, and the force of the fucking had caused her small tits to bounce up so that her nipples were visible over her white bra. “Oh yes! Oh yes! OH!”, Amanda’s moans got louder as she started cumming and her humping got more intense.
Once Amanda came down off her orgasm the camera switched back to Monica. She was still sitting on the floor, pushing the panties hard against her pussy, gyrating her hips and moaning. “Monica, we need that weather”, Charles said.
“Yeah…”, she replied obviously fighting to focus. She pulled her hand away from the panties and looked up at the map behind her. “It’s going to be hot… on the coast… warmer inland… rain to the north…" Monica trailed off, getting distracted again as her hand slid back down to her panties and pushed gently.
"How about some sports?”, Charles said. The view switched back to John. He was on his back, the blonde woman kneeling over him rubbing his huge, black cock. It, and her hands, were glistening with the lube that she had used. “Time for some sports John!”, Charles said with enthusiasm. John motioned to the blonde woman, she got up, straddled his dick with one knee up, used her hands to spread her pussy and rub some of the lube into it, and then sat herself down on John’s hard dick.
It disappeared inside of her instantly, splitting her wide and pushing into her deep. Without hesitation she started grinding back and forth while waggling her tits in his face. John was obviously enjoying himself as the blonde woman moaned while fucking him, but despite the distraction he was able to give a fair review of the big games. To his credit though I think the blonde sitting on him had at least one orgasm while he did.
The view returned to the main table. My wife had composed herself, her skirt back in place, both hands on the desk, but her legs were spread and the camera had a clear view up her short skirt. To my horror she wasn’t wearing any panties, her small blonde patch of pubic hair barely visible at the top of her pale legs. There was about thirty minutes left in the show. “Time for the final part of the news”, Charles said. “Ready Evelyn?”
My wife turned to look at him, sitting next to her, “I’m ready Charles”, she replied rather enthusiastically. Again the blue screen changed, but this time instead of one big wheel there were two wheels. One wheel was directly behind my wife and the other directly behind Charles. Not once had my wife closed her legs, she hadn’t even made an effort. The wheels slowed, less clicks with each second, and then the one behind Charles stopped. “Blowjob!” flashed over the wheel behind him.
Charles smiled big as a pretty redhead came onto the screen from the right, she was completely naked, and she crawled under the table toward Charles giving the camera a clear view of her bare ass and pussy. A second later the wheel behind my wife stopped and the word “Behind!” flashed over the wheel. My wife pushed her chair back and stood up. Then the camera showed the redhead under the table pulled Charles’s dick out of his pants and immediately wrapping her mouth around it.
Switching back, the view showed the table from the front, the redhead’s ass toward the camera, and her head bobbing up and down in Charles’s lap. Anne slowly bent over the table toward the camera, and once her chest was flat on the table she reached her hands back and pulled her skirt up around her waist. From the left side of the stage a tall, well-built latino man came onto the stage behind my wife. His big cock was already hard, sticking out in front of him, swaying as he stepped up behind my wife.
I actually shouted at the television, knowing what was going to happen. My words were ineffective though. The man positioned himself behind my wife, she looked back over her shoulder at him as he lined up, and then he pushed his hips forward. Part of me wanted to believe it was an act, trick footage, but the look on my wife’s face told me it was all true. Lust and desire showed on her face, the guy behind her grabbed her hips and started thrusting forward and backward vigorously.
Anger rose up within me, I was getting furious watching the television. I grabbed the phone intent on calling Anne and stopping her. The scene on the television changed to a camera obviously mounted under the table, it showed a fairly close up shot of my wife’s pussy and the large, tanned cock pumping in and out of it. Without ringing the phone went straight to my voicemail, my wife’s voice said, “This is Anne. I’ve turned the phone off cause we’re filming, but leave me a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can”.
On screen my wife was making other noises. “And in… oohhh… Alaskaaa… yesterday… oh fuck!”, Anne was trying to read a news story but was having trouble. The camera switched back to the front view of the table, Charles was still getting his cock sucked by the redhead and my wife was still getting pounded from behind. They put a picture in picture view on the screen, the smaller picture was the view from under the table of the strange man’s cock pounding into my wife’s pussy.
Anne completely lost the story, her words trailing off into moans of pleasure. Charles looked over at my wife as she was getting fucked. “You um, need to finish the story Evelyn”, he said.
“Yeah…”, Anne said. “Fuck me… oohhh… there was a couple in Alaska… that was caught… oh yeah…”, she started to drift off again. After a second she caught herself and refocused. “They were caught fucking in a church”, she forced out quickly, “Back to you Charles”.
Before the camera cut away from my wife I saw her push herself up from the table, holding herself up, and started fucking harder back against the cock buried insider her. Charles fought his way through another story, the whole time the camera showing him sitting at the table w/ the redhead’s bare ass and pussy beneath it. The smaller picture clearly showed one of her hands working up and down his shaft while she sucked furiously on the head of his cock. He was distracted, but not as bad as my wife was.
When he finished his story the camera went back to my wife. Her chest was bare now, the shirt and jacket gone, her beautiful tits bouncing for all to see. The guy behind her had one handful of her hair, his other hand was still holding her hip. Their fucking was very forceful now, Anne’s skirt still bunched around her waist, her black stockings and heels were the only thing intact. “Evelyn. The, uh, the story?”, Charles forced out.
The camera had moved in a little closer, the paleness of my wife’s skin contrasting against the dark tan of the guy fucking her. Her face showed nothing but complete lust, she was lost to the sensations that the large, invading cock was bringing to her pussy. She was getting more lewd with each passing minute also. “Oh yes… fuck me… shove that big cock into me!”, my wife was yelling, her head held back by the guy pulling her hair.
It was obvious that she was cumming, her orgasm long and loud. No one interrupted the scene again. The strange man just continued to pound into my wife’s pussy and she continued to moan and scream in pleasure. After almost ten minutes of various camera angles and the stranger’s herculean like prowess, my wife had cum at least four times. Then the guy came, his moans had been getting louder, and finally he pushed forward as hard as he could, trapping my wife against the table edge, as his body spasmed.
Each time his body would twitch forward Anne would give a short, loud, “Ah!”, of pleasure. When he finished he stepped backward, and then off camera. My wife sat herself down in the chair, pulled up to the table, and smiled at the camera. The view from under the table showed the guy’s jizz starting to dribble out of her pussy. “Let’s go back to Amanda”, my wife said very professionally.
The view changed back to Amanda and the porn star, both completely naked. She was kneeling in the chair, he was fucking her from behind, and almost on cue he pulled out of her. Spun her around, and as she lay there in the chair, her stocking covered legs spread wide, ankles in the air, her heels still on her feet, he jerked his cock a couple of times and spewed his cum all over her pussy, stomach, and tits. Once done Amanda started rubbing the cum into her skin and said smiling, “That’s all Evelyn, back to you and Charles!”
Again the view returned to the table, my wife still sitting there with her skirt bunched around her waist, cum leaking from her well fucked pussy. Charles was standing at the end of the table, the redhead kneeling in front of him. He was jerking his cock and she was pushing her breasts together looking up at him. A minute later he came, spewing all over the redhead’s tits. Looking pleased she slipped off the set, cum hanging from her tits, and Charles sat back down in his chair not even bothering to shove his dick back into his pants.
“How are you doing James?”, Charles asked once seated. The camera switched back to James, he was still on the floor on his back, the woman was still on top of his bouncing on his cock, though with obviously less energy and enthusiasm.
“I think she’s done”, James said with a slight laugh.
“Well, we all have to finish”, Charles said. “How about it Evelyn?”, he asked turning toward my wife, “Think you can help James close out the show?”
“Absolutely Charles”, my wife said smiling at him and then the camera.
James lifted the woman off him, his massive black cock glistening from her pussy juice, and then he got up. As he walked over to the table my wife got up from her chair and moved to the end of the table to meet him. When they got to each other Anne reached out, grabbed his hard dick, and started stroking it. They kissed once and then James lowered his head to my wife’s tits and started sucking on them. Not once did her hand stop stroking his shaft, the cock looking even more massive in her petite hands.
His hands had been exploring my wife’s chest, but he moved them to her shoulders and pushed her down to her knees. Without being asked my wife immediately sucked the head of the monster black cock into her mouth. Both of her hands were busy, one stroking the shaft and the other massaging his balls. I rarely got head from my wife, and she never really enjoyed it, but she was making this look like the greatest thing she’d ever experienced.
My wife was licking up and down his shaft, sucking the pussy juice of a strange woman off this monster black dick. James pulled her hair out of the way with one hand and used his other to guide her head. This went on until about a minute before the end of the show. Anne was really working up and down his shaft, her head moving quickly, taking as much of the black cock into her mouth and throat as she could get, and all while jerking the base of his shaft and massaging his massive balls.
And then he pulled his hips back, his cock falling out of her mouth, and using his hand he guided the cum that erupted from the end of the huge black head. Some of his semen landed in my wife’s open mouth, some splattered on her face, some landed in her hair, a bit dribble down onto her tits, the last landed square on her chin. James must have squirted a dozen times, seemingly dumping gallons of cum onto my wife.
Anne was looking up at him, cooing and smiling as he emptied the last of his load onto her, she really appeared to be enjoying herself. When he was done she licked the head of his dick one last time and then got up and sat back down in her chair at the anchor table. Amanda and Monica came onto the set. Amanda was still naked and Monica had removed the panties, now she was only wearing her bra, stockings, and heels, and I could clearly see that her pussy was completely shaved. They and James moved around behind the desk and then all five of them faced the camera.
“For Sex in the News”, Charles said, “I’m Charles Alex”. His pants were still undone, his now limp cock hanging out of his pants.
“I’m Evelyn Show”, my wife said with cum still in her hair and on her face, her skirt still bunched around her waist.
“I’m Amanda Lee”.
“I’m James Long”, he said with a big smile on his face.
“And I’m Monica Cox”.
Then in unison they all said, “Good night and good fucking!”
The lights in the studio dimmed, the announcer came on reading some disclaimer about the rights to broadcast or air the material… blah blah blah. In the background, as the credits rolled past, I could see the five of them talking. Occasionally one of them would reach over and touch someone else, Monica was obviously talking to Charles, I could see her smile, and then she reached over and grabbed James’s softening cock. She jiggled it a little bit and everyone laughed. Right before it faded out completely I saw James reach over and grab Monica’s pussy, but whatever else happened faded off into black.