Wife Becomes an Actress Act 4 The Final Act
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I guess I should try and tell you how I got into this situation. I did not plan on it. It just happened. I had been married sixteen years. We lived in a medium sized southern city where my husband, Titan, worked as a research scientist. Titan is an exceptionally brilliant mind. He was given full scholarships by the military to the best schools where he got two PhDs without hardly ever studying. The fact that this could happen under his nose would have been amazing. His education and street smarts earned us a very comfortable living in an upscale neighbor hood and I quite enjoyed the perks. Those perks included luxurious travel to many countries and always hanging on the arm of the smartest guy in the room. We rented a large house because we didn’t want the maintenance responsibilities and I drove a decked out Lincoln Navigator while he drove his company provided government sedan. Life was good and our sex life was awesome. He was well endowed and certainly knew how to use it.
Titan knew that I wanted to act in a play, and that was part of the reason that we decided to live closer to the city than to his work. It would make it easy for me to find an acting job even if it were at a small local theater. I did not need to act for the money, although getting paid to act was great. What I wanted was the experience so maybe, one day, I would be good enough to get into a real, high-class TV show.
For years, I went out to the “cattle calls” only trying to get a small part. Titan encouraged me to keep trying. I did not expect the callback asking me to go back and read for the lead part in a play about a struggling couple with the military husband going to fight overseas. The story line was appealing because my husband had spent several years in the military doing “secret” work which included trips where I could not contact him. He had gotten out of the military and taken a position at a government research laboratory. He was one of the leading researchers in his field. He was internationally known and had the patents and technical papers to add to many other credentials. Oddly, in his current capacity, he was still occasionally gone on secret trips and would occasionally return exhausted and even bruised. Once he even came back with his shoulder all bandaged. He would never let me see the injuries but had several scars from those trips. He was officially a scientist but his friends and he seemed awfully good with weapons and very self confident. I began to suspect that he was working with some type of special forces but these guys didn’t look that tough. I could see better bodies at the gym. Regardless, his alternate life was a mystery that always bugged me.
I was excited for the call back to the play. The story was based on a very good-looking black man and a very pretty white wife. The play was to show the modern troubles of a mixed marriage especially with repeated overseas military deployments as a marital stressor. They wanted the wife to be attractive and they wanted to show that in today’s life, problems still did exist even in our open-minded times.
I was one of five women called back to read one last time for the part. I was so excited that night I was on a cloud. Titan was happy for me and I told him what they told me and he wished me luck. I showed up at 9 a.m. Already sitting in the waiting room were four other women. All of them lovely and, to my surprise, they were all blondes. I am a brunette (have been all my life). I was the last to read for the part.
I walked in the office and was handed a script. I read it and when I finished, the questions began. The first question they asked me was would I agree to dye my hair blonde. They wanted a deep contrast between the lead actor, who was as black as a black man could get. He had done the script reading with me. Next to me, he posed a deep black and white contrast. I was asked if I could work nude scenes because this play did have them in it. It was a husband and wife play. I hesitated at that wondering what my husband would think, but I quickly told them I didn’t have a problem with nudity. I did let them know that my husband might, and I asked them if they would mind him coming to the rehearsals to watch if I got the part. They agreed and I knew as long as Titan was there, I would not likely have any problems with getting him to agree. He always complimented me on my looks.
They told me they would call me later to let me know if I had gotten the part. I went home higher than a kite. I hoped that I would get the job. The other women had gone right in and come right out. I went in and it was almost an hour before I walked out. By the time I got home the phone was ringing and, sure enough, I got the lead! I blurted it all out as Titan walked in the door. He was so handsome in his dress slacks and tie. He was happy for me. He, however, was not all that thrilled about me doing any nude scenes. He also let me know that he would have another trip coming up that he could not give me the details about.
The next day I went back to pick up the script and the rehearsal schedule. That night both my husband and I read the script. I was reading it to learn the story line and, of course, to learn my lines. Titan, on the other hand, went straight to the nude scenes to see what they involved. Whenever he came across one or even just a sexy scene he, of course, had to read it to me and we talked about it. We found that there were no nude scenes in Act 1, just talking and three kisses. Titan counted them just to let me know. He found the first nude scene and it was followed with going to bed and having sex. The script also had “Simulated, under the covers” in big bold text.
In Act 3, we were to wake up and have morning sex before we got up. Only this time I was to be the one on top. Again in big bold letters it had “ Simulated being covered from the back at the waist with back to audience” on the script. There was to be a part where John, the lead actor’s stage name, got under the covers to simulated performing oral sex on me. I was to follow that by returning the favor.
Titan read that and said, “Missy, there is a lot of sex in this play.”
I stopped reading my lines and said, “If you think about it, honey, it is just like us. I mean, don’t we have morning sex and haven’t I given you a morning blowjob?”
Titan said, “Yeah, but that is us being married and not with a JOHN.” He was making reference to a prostitute’s date. I did not respond to that remark.
I said, “That is the point, married couples do that. If this is going to be a good play, we have to simulate it being real.” He just gave me a look like he was studying me. I felt like one of his physics equations.
In all of my drama classes in high school, I never had any bedroom scenes. I always wondered how actors acted that stuff out and make it look so real. I was finally going to get my chance to learn and to do just that. My first rehearsal was at 8 a.m. The schedule I was given gave us three weeks to rehearse and learn our parts. The first day we just went in and spent all day reading back and forth. John (Ben) and I paired up with the director to read. Ben was a seasoned actor. I had done 12 different plays in high school, so it was easy. When it came to the different things we had to do, Sandra (the director) would read that section of the script.
I would read, “Oh, honey, you’re back,” then Sandra would read, “Lisa, you run from the kitchen into John’s arms. You kiss. John pulls back and says …” Then John said, “Oh, I missed you so much, you were all I ever thought about.”
The next day we worked the stage holding the script as we ran through the parts. Every night Titan would ask me what happened during the day and of course I told him. We had Act 1 down pat in four days and we began Act 2. Act 2 had the first nude scene and simulated sex act. The first day of Act 2 practice we read and I told Titan that night that we were going to do our first run-through with script the next day. He called in and took a sick day to come in with me.
We did the reading and when it came to the part where we were to be on the bed, Sandra asked me if I had ever simulated sex before in a play. I told her no and that in high school we could not have any sex scenes.
She said, “OK, tell you what. Let’s put down the scripts and I’ll show you how it is done under the covers. We want the audience to believe it is happening, yet we all know this is acting. Why don’t you have your husband come up here? I want him to see how this is done just so he knows it is true acting.”
I turned to Titan and motioned for him to come up on stage with us. Sandra had me lay down on the bed on my back (I was clothed). She positioned my legs up with my knees bent.
She said, “It is very important to keep your knees up to hold the blanket up so the only movement seen by the audience is from John’s rear which he will bounce up and down, simulating the act.” Once I was ready she had John get up between my legs and said, “OK, for today and tomorrow we will not use a blanket. I want to see real acting. I want you to make us believe you two are doing it. Now John is going to place his groin right here,” Sara said, putting her hand on my tummy. “His groin will never be touching yours. If there is any contact whatsoever, it will be up here on your tummy. Now when you get to the part where he lifts your legs up and places them on his shoulders, your groin will be lifted way above his. There will not be any contact. I put on a real play and there will not be any thing going on but acting. You two got that?”
I was shocked when she said that! I mean, I sure as hell was not going to do anything, but I was glad she said that for John’s sake. I mean, Ben’s. I looked at my husband sitting in a chair watching me like a bird watching his prey. We did it and read the lines. I gave my best rendition of having wild sex and climaxing, but everything I did was not enough for Sandra. She wanted me louder and much more vocal. The script just said, “long wild passionate sex with John on top.” By the time we finished, my throat was sore and dry.
One other thing happened in the rehearsal later in the afternoon. I was so turned on by what we were doing that I actually did have a climax. In fact, I had two of them. I guess it was the crotch of my jeans against me as I laid there being bounced on the bed moaning and pretending to climax. In fact, the times that I did climax, I was not acting but Sandra afterward wanted me to do it again, only louder and to talk dirty to John.
By the time I got back home, I was on fire. We walked into the apartment and we attacked each other. It turned my husband on as much as it did me. Afterward we talked about it, and he was going to take his three-week vacation because he was not going to let me go to rehearsal alone. He wanted to watch and make sure that nothing happened. I assured him that I could handle it and it was just acting. I did not tell him I climaxed on the bed under John. He, being the loving and protecting husband, wanted to just make sure.
The next day we read again and ran through the motions. By day three I had my part memorized and so did John. In the morning we ran through it clothed and after lunch Sandra announced, “OK, kids, this is it. Today we run through it in the nude. This time, when you kiss in the living room and make your way to the bedroom, I want to see the clothes come off. I want the bra off just past the doorway and I want Lisa’s panties off here at the end of the bed and John’s underwear off just as you lift up the covers. I want the audience to just get a glimpse of your dick before you lay down and get into the kissing. Wait, let’s leave the bottoms on for this time. Let’s go, now go.”
I was sweaty and almost shaking. I had never seen a black man naked before and, while I had prepared myself for this, I was still a little shook up. I bobbled my lines badly and it was so bad that Sandra pulled me aside and actually asked me if I could do it or not. She was ready to put in the understudy if I could not get with it. I assured her that I could and we started again. I managed to do the lines right. As we walked and talked, I took off John’s clothes. He took mine off also. I was so sexually turned on that I knew that if I did have to take my panties off, they would stick to my crotch and my husband would know just how turned on I was. What really got to me was seeing the package in John’s shorts. He had on bikini briefs and they were bulging in front of him. Just as we were about to get in the bed the soundman called for Sandra to stop a moment. The wireless microphones in the headboard were not working.
He came out on stage and began fiddling with the three microphones while we just stood there waiting. I only had on my panties and John had on his briefs with pronounced hard on laying on the side. I could clearly see the outline of his dick. It was hard for me not to stare at it. I was glad that I would never have to take anything that size in me. My God, what was I thinking?! This was just acting. We were not putting on a sex show. I would never allow myself to do a sex show, I don’t care how much it paid or how turned on I got. The sound man finished and Sandra got us back into position.
I reached for the covers to pull back when Sandra yelled out, “No! Leave them on. I want to run through this scene this time without them. That way we all know what you have to do and your husband and Ben’s girlfriend, her name was Rosie, can see what will be going on under the covers. I want to see John in the right position.”
We began kissing again and John laid me down on my back as he worked my breast with his big black hand. We had always done that part with my bra and shirt on before then. I was hot as I had ever been in my life. His fingers ignited my breast and nipples and that sent waves of pleasure straight down between my legs.
We kissed for a while and then we got into position. I had my knees raised and John, of course, moved up above me never touching my groin or me. He motioned as if we were making love and I gave an Academy Award performance as I made everyone there think that I was enjoying the lovemaking. When we got to the part where John reached down and pulled up my legs to place on his shoulders, I was actually having my own little climax as I acted out that part. John’s groin never touched me. The next part was for him to pull out, lay on his back and I was to go under the covers and pretend to give him oral sex.
When he laid down I turned and as I went down his body Sandra said, “OK, stop right at his belly button and bob your head up and down so it will look like you are actually giving John some head. John will go through his lines and when he acts as if he comes again, then you change places. You will come up from under the covers, turn around and let him know it is his turn. He will get under the covers, between your legs and place his chin on your belly button. You will go through a climax and then spoon as you talk and go to sleep.”
It was then that Ben said, “That is nasty. I don’t never go down on a woman after sex. That’s just nasty as hell.”
Sandra said, “Ben, you are not going to. You are going to act as if you are. I know you don’t do it in real life, but this is not real, so suck it up and act.”
He said, “You don’t get it. Ain’t no black man going to go down on a woman that he just did.”
Sandra said, “No, you don’t get it. Lisa is not just some woman. She is your wife and she just went down on your messy dick that just came out of her because she loves you. Now since you love her as much you are going to go down on her and show the world that you love your wife the same. Now either get with it or let your stand-in take your place. You knew this was in the script weeks ago, now act.”
We did it and I could tell that Ben did not like acting out that part. I was glad that no one would see his face under the covers. We did it exactly as Sandra wanted. When we got to the part where he spooned me, I could feel his very hard dick through his shorts against my ass cheeks and, I hate to admit it, but I loved the feeling.
When Sandra called out to close the scene, she also yelled for the prop people to bring us two robes. They handed them to us as we got up from the bed. Ben had a huge hard-on and he turned his back to everyone as he put his robe on to hide it from view.
Sandra said, “Good job, kids, and listen up everyone. Remember, this is acting, and if all you boys here don’t have a hard-on, then Lisa and John did not do their job right. And if you don’t have a hard-on, Ben, I need to find another actor. I want this part to be extremely erotic. This is a man and wife who love each other. They have been apart for months and will be again. They have three days to make love and work out their family problems, so deal with it. If you can’t let me know and I’ll pay you what I owe you and you can leave. I do not want any snickering and/or nasty comments. Missy is a great actress and Ben has control.”
Turning to my husband she said, “Are you content with the scene? Are you comfortable that this is acting and nothing more, Titan?”
Everyone was looking at my husband as I was, and Titan said, “Yeah, sure, it was acting. They didn’t touch and, believe me, I was watching. I have to tell you, though, if I had not seen it with my own eyes I would surely have believed that it was real.”
Sandra smiled and said “Titan, honey, it’s called acting. We act to make it look real. OK, let’s take five and we’ll do it again.”
I said, “I’m going to my dressing room. I’ll be right back.”
I wanted Titan to come with me because I wanted sex so bad. I asked him to come help me with my costume change. I knew that if Titan was dumb enough to not come with me that I would have to masturbate before going back out there. I went in closed the door and leaning against it. I put my hand in my panties and touched my very wet soaked vagina.
I was just getting into it when I heard a tap on the door. I heard Titan’s voice and I quickly opened to door. I said, “What took you so long? Come here, I need you, and I need you now.”
I began kissing him as he took me to my daybed. He had his hand in my panties and his fingers inside me fucking me like crazy. I grabbed for his cock and was getting his pants down.
He broke the kiss and said, “Give me a blowjob, honey, that was so hot, I need to get off.”
I thought to myself, “Isn’t it just like a man? He wants to get off. He wants a blow job. He wants, he wants… What about what I want?” I needed to fuck, but oh, well I could at least masturbate as I sucked him off. Besides I loved going down on him anyway.
We got his pants down to the floor and I knelt down making love to his cock with my lips and mouth. I worked my pussy like a woman possessed. Titan put his hands on top of my head and began fucking my mouth, sliding his cock down my throat just the way I love it. I felt a cool breeze and turned my eyes to the doorway. Sandra and Ben were standing there. I saw Sandra reach for the handle and close the door.
I pulled back and said, “Damn Titan. You forgot to lock the fucking door. Dammit, Titan. They saw us.”
Titan just grabbed my head and pulled me back to him. I saw his dick coming at my face and I knew that the only thing that was going to stop him was for him to get off. I resigned myself to the fact that they had seen us, and if they could not understand a husband and wife doing this it was just their problem to deal with. I came hard as Titan pulsed his sperm down my throat.
He finished as I did and as I pulled back off of him, he pulled up his pants and said, “I’m sorry, honey, I got so turned on and you had me going nuts. I couldn’t stop, I should have locked the door. Are you mad?”
I stood up as I pulled my soaking panties up and said, “I’m not mad. I understand. Hey, they can handle it. Remember, they are actors.”
I heard a knock on the door and Sandra’s voice, “On the set, Missy, we’re waiting.” I slipped on my robe and we walked back on stage. Sandra came over to me and said into my ear, “Sorry, honey, but next time, lock the door.”
She wanted us to do the scene again, and this time we were to take off the underwear and get under the covers. This time when John got between my legs, he did not have anything to hold his dick against himself, which made it free to bounce when he moved. Every now and then I would feel it bounce onto my tummy. And when he lifted my legs up I felt him a few times touching my right thigh. God, I was so turned on, all I could think about was having sex with Titan tonight.
We did the acting part of oral sex and when I was under the covers with all the light I could see his big black dick. It came up above his belly button. It was so big! I wanted to touch it. I wanted to really put my mouth on it but I didn’t. John moaned and bounced up and down as if I was really getting him off. Then he just raised his hips up and stayed there. I took my cue and bounced faster up and down, making it look like I had gotten him off.
When it was his turn to act as if he was eating me, I almost prayed that somehow some part of his body would touch me down there as he bounced his head up and down on my belly. When we got to the part where we laid down and did our dialog as he spooned me, I could feel his rock hard dick against the back of my legs on my thighs. At one point he whispered in my ear, “I’m sorry for opening the door on you and Titan. Next time, I’ll knock.”
We did that same scene three more times and I had five different lovely climaxes and every one of them without anything touching my bottom. I cannot explain it because I never experienced any kind of climax without some sort of stimulation. With the movement and John working my breast as the script required and my own movements under the sheets, well, it all worked together to give me some lovely, lovely little climaxes
When Titan and I got home we were at each other again. It was like we were on our honeymoon again. We did not stop for supper until around 9:00. Afterward, we went at it some more. Finally, when we stopped for the night as we went to sleep, we spoke about the day’s events. I admitted to him that it turned me on. But I did not tell him that I had so many climaxes even if they were small ones. I did not tell him how every time he fucked me I pictured John on top of me or behind me or that it was John’s cock that I pictured in my mouth as I would suck my husband hard again. I remembered Sandra’s words how a loving wife and husband would perform oral sex right after making love. I wondered if Titan could ever do that to me. I know I could do it to him.
In the next few days we had worked to the third act where we were to wake up and give each other oral sex and then sex again. This time with me on top. When we practiced this the first time we did it in our underwear. The hard part was learning to keep the sheets and covers up over the back of my ass. The bed was turned to face the audience so they could not see anything but the acting would make them think it was really happening. In order to pull this off, I had to straddle John’s tummy and it was there that my bottom would touch his body. In fact, it was the first time that my bottom was actually touching any part of his body. I had to reach down and put on the “sell” as Sandra called it. I had to act as if I was mounting John’s penis and I had to sell the fact that I was working him and that I was doing the lovemaking.
The big problem with that was being so turned on the way I was when my bottom touched John’s hard belly. It simply felt wonderful. When I began to move, I was actually giving myself pleasure, so there was very little acting on my part. I came many times as I worked my bottom on John’s tummy. I knew that he had to know how turned on I was because I was so wet. I was sliding against his tummy like we had put down some sort of jelly. When we finished those parts, he would quickly grab the sheet and wipe his tummy clean.
Titan and I were at it every break in my dressing room. Sometimes we would just eat each other and other times he would bend me over the chair and fuck me good. When we finished, we would kid around about poor John not being able to get off between scenes. Titan joked and said if he was John he would be in jacking off or he would go nuts. I pictured John in his dressing room, beating off to gain control.
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