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It had never been my intent to hurt my husband. I looked across the bar at the 4 guys sitting there, and knew before the night was over I was going to be fucked by each of them. And it had all started so innocently.

Samantha, one of my friends from college called me up one day and said she was having a get together for “the girls” at her beach house in Santa Monica and wanted me to come. It had been at least 7 years since we had all spent any time together, and it sounded like fun. I talked to my husband that night and he said he had to go out of town that week on business so I should go ahead and go.

So I called Sam the next day and then arranged to take a week off work. And getting a new bikini and a little black silk dress that clung to my body quite nicely I took her up on her offer. And two weeks later I was getting on an airplane and flying to California.

Sam had done rather well for herself, becoming a talent agent representing actors and actresses in the movies. In addition, she had a nice and well-connected husband, so she seemed to be living the dream. When I arrived at the airport she was waiting for me and greeted me with a big hug. And right behind her was Kristen, another friend that I hung out with and we exchanged a hug also.

Arm in arm we left the airport and headed to Sam's BMW. As we were getting in Kris giggled and said we seemed to be the center of attention from everybody. Maybe because it was because Sam was so tall, or because Kris had such long beautiful hair. Or maybe it was because I was so short. Of course, it could also be because Sam's skin is incredibly dark and smooth, and Kris is a drop-dead gorgeous Chinese girl. While I am a rather plain white-bread WASP. With a slightly large nose, plain features, and nothing special going on in the body department other than a nice rack.

The first night we sat around watching a few movies and sipping wine as we caught up on the last few years. Kris was telling us about her last lover, who she had broken up with the month before. “Oh, she was pretty good, but so clingy I could not take her petty jealousy every time she saw me flirting with a customer. But it was not really flirting, part of the job was complimenting them on how good an outfit looked on them.” Kris worked at a high-end boutique on Rodeo Drive, and had never made it a secret that she was a lesbian.

In fact, my first experience with another girl was a drunken night with Kris. And then later there was another one with Sam, where we just held each other as we masturbated together one drunken night. It was sexy, and a lot of fun. But even then I knew I would never really swing that way. I simply loved penis to much to ever give it up for pussy. But it did not stop Sam and I doing it again a few months later, and Kris and I several additional times as well. But Kris and I actually were occasional lovers, with Sam it was more like we were masturbation buddies.

Sam told us as she took us to our rooms that the other 2 girls will be arriving the next day, and we could sleep in as she went to pick them up. “Oh, and you can each have your own room tonight, but tomorrow you are going to double up with somebody. You can decide now or in the morning, I will leave that all up to you.”

I sat on the patio off of the room and had a last smoke before heading off to bed. The night air feeling good against my skin as I sat there in just my bra and panties, listening to the surf in the background. I wobbled a bit when I stood up, and realized that each of us had killed at least 1 bottle of wine, and part of another. And I could feel the room spinning as I laid down in the king-sized bed and drifted off to sleep.

I got up the next morning and headed down, and saw Kris in the dining room eating breakfast. “Heya there Josie! Welcome back to the land of the living. I made you some too, it's in the microwave. Just zap it a bit and it should be good.” I went in and looked, an omelet and sausage, she remembered. 30 seconds was about right, and with a cup of coffee in the other hand I sat next to her. “So, what's new Pussycat?” she said, with a grin on her face.

I groaned. “Oh please, don't start that again Kris! I keep telling you I was not named after a cartoon character, but from a character in a book.”

“I know, you were named after a vain, jealous bitch who tortured another girl out of jealousy.”

“Well, only indirectly. My mom used her name, only because she loved the book Anne of Green Gables growing up, and loved the name. I like to think I am nothing like Josie Pyle though.”

We chatted a bit more as we ate, then sat in the living room sipping coffee as the two of us caught up a bit more. “Seriously, you are trying to be a mommie?” she said, incredulously.

“Uh-huh” I said as I nodded. “Jeff and I decided that we are secure enough in our jobs that the time is right. I have this month and one more month then I am tossing out my pills. So hopefully around this time next year we should have a k**, or one about ready to pop.”

“Better you than me girl!” she said, and shuddered. “While I like k**s and may someday adopt if I meet the right gal, I have absolutely no intention of putting myself through that. I guess I'm just one of those gals that has absolutely no maternity instinct like so many of you breeders have.”

We both chuckled, and in the almost 10 years since we had been short-term lovers she loved to tease me like that. We both knew it was nothing personal, just her being the outrageous Kris. About that time we heard Sam pull up and we went outside to greet the new arrivals.

Lois was another friend, and probably closest of all of us to Sam. Much more of a coffee and cream complexion than Sam, she had a booty and boobs that would not quit. Melanie however was a bit of a shock.

I had not seen Melanie since I graduated, and had never been all that close to her even then. She was 3 years younger, a Freshman when I was a Senior. And while I was flirty and a bit of a party girl, Melanie was shy and quiet. Short bangs and glasses along with almost frumpy dresses or sweats were my memories of her.

But Kris squealed when she walked in, and ran to give her a huge hug and kiss. I greeted Lois warmly, we were often going to clubs together back in the day, and even had some shared car dates and would have unstated competitions to see which of us could have our date orgasm first. Or see which of us could get our boyfriend of the time to give us an orgasm first. And a couple times went on dates by ourselves.

“Well girls, tonight we are going out to eat at Rococo's, a seafood place not too far away. After that we are going to the Red Room, a club on Sunset. And after that, we will just see. I already have a limo reserved, so feel free to party and drink as much as you want.”

We sat around and since I needed more coffee I asked if anybody else wanted some. Melanie said she would love it, so I returned a few minutes later with a cup for her and a plate with some sweetener packets and some creamer. She thanked me and I took a seat on the floor in front of the couch across from her, using the coffee table to rest my cup on.

Of the 5 of us, Melanie had changed the most. The shy geeky almost dyke librarian look was gone, replaced with something completely different. Still slender with breasts that were barely a B at most, her light brown hair was now past her shoulders, and had green and blue streaks. The glasses were gone, and I realized her brown eyes had blue contacts in them. And the light blue dress she had on was on the sexy side, very unlike the frumpy ones or the sweatshirt and jeans she wore in college.

Lois had the most mundane of all of our lives. After graduating she had gone home, reconnected with an old boyfriend and gotten married. She was a happy housewife now, with 2 k**s. Melanie told us she had moved to Florida, and was involved in an Internet company down there. We chatted and after finishing a light lunch we tried to decide who would pair up with who for the night. In the end the 4 of us drew cards from a pack that Sam pulled out, saying that the lowest and highest card that Lois and Melanie pulled would be paired up with the lowest and highest cards that Kris and I pulled.

That was how I ended up sharing a room and bed with Melanie. I helped her bring her luggage into our room and showed her where everything was. She was a bit taken aback when she saw there was only a single queen sized bed in there, but I told her the other room was the same. I admired her outfits as she hung them in the closet, and when she took off her dress to put on a large sweatshirt for lounging I realized she only had panties on under and no bra. A tattoo of a smiling sun was on her left shoulder blade, and when she turned around as she pulled the sweatshirt down over her head I saw a small devil with a pitchfork on her left hip. And her nipples and navel were all pierced.

She sat on the bed and pulled out her laptop, and said she needed to catch up on some emails while she waited. But when she realized we did not know the password for the WiFi I offered to go get it for her. So I went to ask Sam, and after she told me I grabbed 2 more cups of coffee and went in to tell Melanie.

The smiled and thanked me for the coffee and after she got connected she sat on the bed with her laptop between her legs as we chatted. We chatted about many things, and at the same time she occasionally would type things into her laptop. I asked her why she was not pursuing her career, as I remember she had been a business management major in college.

“Oh, I am Josie. You see, I am one of the partners in JDJ Entertainment. There are 3 of us that run the company, and we each have our own duties. Mine is talent procurement, office management, and human relations.”

At this she got off the bed and went back into the closet and pulled off her sweatshirt, and pulled on a short pink shirt with a cat on the front that barely reached below her breasts. And wearing just that and her panties she then got back onto the bed and continued typing a moment before she turned her attention back to me.

When I asked how many employees she had, she closed her eyes for a moment. “Hmmm, there are the 3 of us, then Josephine the receptionist. Then there is Hugo and Frank, they work in the warehouse doing shipping and receiving and inventory management. We have maybe 40 others that are independent contractors that we bring in, maybe 10-20 at a time depending on what we need that particular week.”

“Wow, that's not bad Melanie! What is your gross, may I ask?”

I saw her lick her lips, and raise her arms high over her head and stretch, the crop top rising up so high I could saw the bottom of her breasts peeking out before she lowered her hands and typed again. “Oh, before taxes and expenses we gross around $3.5 million per year.”

“Holy crap, and you have only been doing this for 4 years? And after?”

“Ohhh, around $2 million net I would say. I clear just a little over $300k personally, the rest we all roll back into the company. Next year we plan on buying a new company complex, right now we are renting a warehouse in an industrial area. But we have our eye on a nearby resort that closed up after it got damaged in a hurricane. It was a small resort hotel, kind of out of the way that was old and outdated. But it's remote, and think it will suit our purposes. The beach is almost a mile away, but it has a 50 room hotel, a bar-restaurant and 2 small convention halls. Plus some other outbuildings like a workshop and warehouse. We are going to gut part of the hotel, and set it up as offices and apartments. And other uses I'm sure we will be able to find.”

As she was finishing saying that, she leaned way forward, looking at something to the side. I could not help but notice that her top pulled down away from her body, showing me her small but firm breasts hanging down under it. I quickly looked away, and asked her if she wanted more coffee. She said no, so I said I would get some more and go for a walk on the beach for a bit.

I walked the beach for maybe 30 minutes, having 2 smokes and wondering at what Melanie had told me. She was so completely different than when I knew her in college, I would not even recognize her if I met her on the street without being introduced. I went back to the beach house and saw Lois outside sipping a coffee. I refilled my cup and joined her, and we started talking quietly.

After about 40 minutes, she smiled and said she was glad that I had ended up teamed up with Melanie for the stay. “What, I thought you liked her?” I said, more than a little puzzled. “You two seemed to spend a lot of time together during my last year.”

“Josie, you remember what I was doing for money then, right?”

I sipped my coffee and nodded. “Yea, you worked at 'White Satin', the titty bar on the other side of town.” I remembered because she had me drop her off and pick her up there occasionally. I even went inside and watched a few times as I waited for her to get off. Lois onstage was Ebony, a girl that quite a few of the guys lusted after. And maybe even some of the gals.

She took another sip of her coffee and nodded. “Right after you graduated, Melanie wrecked her car and needed money fast to get it fixed. So I got her a job there.”

“No, wait, Melanie became a stripper!” I was flabbergasted. “I really find that hard to believe. Really?”

“Oh yes, she did become a stripper. Adopting the stage name of 'Josie', she quickly became the most popular girl there. I did good, I maybe cleared $100 on an average day, as much as $300 on a great one. But I also had strict limits. I followed all the rules, hands only on hips and sides. No excessive grinding, no private parties, I was only in it for the money I needed for college.” She took another sip of coffee and thought for a moment.

“But Melanie there, within a month she was doing private parties, and on more than one occasion in the champagne room I saw her allowing guys to go beyond what was allowed. And on more than one occasion she would have to go immediately into the dressing room and change because the guy had messed up her outfit.”

I was stunned, and Lois just gave a rueful smile. “It was about then I was sorry I had allowed her to talk me into getting her the job. I'm not sure how experienced she was when she started, but by the time I graduated I had found out she was also on a few escort sites in the area and was probably making close to 6 figures a year between the club and her side dates. I lost track of her after I graduated, Then one day I was doing a search for old friends and found she was involved in JDJ Entertainment.”

“What exactly is JDJ Entertainment? She told me it is an internet company.”

Lois giggled softly. “Yea, it is. 'Josie, Doug and Jack Entertainment' is what it stands for. Honey, JDJ is a porn company. Josie and Jack were their original stars, with Doug and Jack sometimes swapping who was her costar and who was filming. They shot a series of 'Road Adventures' around the panhandle, generally involving some random guy picking her up in a ratty motorhome then after fucking her senseless then dumping her on the side of the road nude.” I gasped softly.

“They made maybe 5 or 6 like that, and got popular enough that they first hired other guys to fuck her, then started doing different things. Like meeting her drunk on the beach or dragging her into an alley behind a bar or club. Then they got even more popular and started to hire more girls so she faded mostly into the background.”

“And she has been doing that since she graduated? Did she even graduate?”

“Oh yes, she graduated. She met them afterwards, then got into that business. We reconnected about 2 years ago, and she does seem happy. She said her intention is to keep doing it until she has $5 million in the bank, then sell it all off and retire. She said most of her attention now is into finding new actors and actresses, and other than webcam shows she rarely performs anymore.”

We finished our coffee and looking at the time decided it was time to start getting ready for the night. I went outside and had another smoke, thinking about what Lois had told me. Trying to grasp that the shy mousy Melanie I knew from college was now a porn actress who calls herself Josie.

I went upstairs, intending on taking a shower and getting dressed. But as I slipped into the room I froze. Melanie was still on the bed, and her laptop was still in front of her. But a Nine Inch Nails CD was playing in the stereo next to her, and she was naked. Not only was she naked, she was masturbating.

She had pushed the laptop down towards the foot of the bed, and said “There guys, is this what you wanted to see? My fingers frigging my pussy? Well, I only have about 10 minutes left then I have to get ready for a night with my friends so this is going to have to be a quick one. So just show me your love with more tips and I will finish my show first.”

She looked up as I gasped softly, and her eyes grew wide. I was about to say something, but she quickly raised her finger up to her mouth and made a “shush” motion across her lips with it, then made a show of licking her finger. I moved to the chair I had been sitting in earlier, and took a seat, watching her.

The finger she had licked she moved down between her legs. Spreading herself with the fingers of her other hand she started to caress her clit with the wet finger, and moaned softly. “Oh guys, I have to hurry though. Remember I told you my roommate was going to be back here soon, and I can't have her catch me. But you have all been so nice to me, and gotten me so hot I can't hold back any longer.”

This is not the first time I have seen another girl masturbate, but she was by far the most shameless. She would alternate between stroking her clit and shoving 2 then 3 fingers into herself, all the time giving a running commentary on how wet she was, how hard her clit was, and how good her orgasm was going to feel. And almost as if on cue, 10 minutes later she gasped and moaned, and came on her fingers.

And by the flush on her chest and the way her cunt was clenching and pulsing it was not a fake one either. She actually came right in front of me, as well as who knew how many guys had been watching her through the camera on her laptop. Finally, she looked into my eyes as she licked her fingers clean, then said goodbye to her viewers before clicking a button then closing the laptop.

“Sorry about that, Josie” she said. “I really did mean to have that finished before you got back. I guess I just lost track of time.”

I told her it was alright, I had already been filled in on how she made her living earlier. I let her take her shower first, and I sat on the toilet and we continued to talk. She had indeed almost completely retired, only appearing as a performer in 3 or 4 productions a year, and as a supporting member in maybe a dozen more. Most of her money came from JDJ, but she also cleared almost $100k a year from “Josie Girl”, which is what she called her webcam service.

We talked a bit, and as she started drying herself I slipped off my clothes and got into the shower myself. I asked her if it was true she planned on retiring once she hit $5 million, she said it was a fact. And she actually had almost $2.5 million in the bank now. And she figured that she could retire in another 4 or 5 years.

“Of course, I could probably retire next year if I really wanted to. But there are some things I will just never do, on or off-camera.”

“What do you mean?”

“Oh, I don't do girls. I will kiss a girl as a way to tease in front of the camera, but that is it, nothing more than that. Never more than kissing for a minute or less, and no touching under clothes. I also will never do more than 2 guys at once, and no way is anybody ever ever ever gonna put anything in my ass. Not even a finger! I don't do big cocks, and while I may do voyeur scenes I do not do public sex or exhibition types of videos.” I watched as with a towel around her body she was putting on her makeup.

“I have had enough offers for all of those and more that I could easily top my goal next year if all I wanted was the money. And by the way, that is $5 million before I sell my share of the company. That should easily clear me another $3 million I figure. Even more when we finish the plans on the resort.”

By now we were both putting on our make-up, and I asked her what the resort really was going to be. “Oh, I'm sure you can figure it out by now. It's going to be our studio. Private pool, we are going to use maybe 10 of the rooms as offices and other professional settings. Then 10 are going to be configured as apartments or remain as hotel rooms. Jack, Doug and I are going to convert the 5 suites on the top floor into our own private apartments, each with 3 or 4 bedrooms, kitchens, the whole 9 yards. And the rest we will configure as apartments for use by those we hire. Some of the girls even want to share them and alternate giving webcam shows out of them.” She moved away so I could use the mirror.

“The bar and restaurant we are going to use as production sets. It can be really hard not to mention expensive to set up a location shoot. Most businesses will not allow porn shoots for obvious reasons, and those that do either only work for one company or another because of mob connections, or contract reasons. Or they want us to pay out the ass for the rights. This way we can run our filming more professional, and not have to constantly change the sets in the warehouse we rent now.”

“Melanie, that's actually quite impressive,” I said. “And you are going to use this resort after that?”

“Yep. One of the conference rooms we are going to set up as a fake porn theater, so we can do glory hole videos, sex in the theater, or other ideas I have had. The other we want to do some things like the Japanese do. 20 couple orgies, gangbangs, things like that.”

By this time Melanie had slipped into a pair of panties and a midnight blue cocktail dress similar to mine, and as I moved into the closet I felt a bit more daring. “Wow, that sounds pretty complete already Melanie! What other things could you do?”

I opened my suitcase and pulled out something I did not plan on wearing, but it felt right this time. A black garter belt and stockings. I was just pulling the belt into place as Melanie answered.

“Oh, I want to start doing cougar and MILF videos. Older gals with young guys. And couple orgies. No swapping at all, the same guy and gal together all during the hour-long scene. And bukkake, that is huge in Japan!”

I was finishing rolling up my first stocking, and attaching the fasteners. “Bukkake, what is that?”

“Oh my Josie, you are such an innocent! Actually, it's Japanese, and means 'to splash heavily'. In short, you get one girl then have one man after another cum on her face.”

“Ewww, that sounds gross!” I said. I was rolling up the second stocking now.

“Yea, it is another thing I never do, other than with a single guy. But in Japan they have an entire series based on it, believe it or not with the girl pretending to be giving a television broadcast. As in being the announcer or weather girl. One thing leads to another and as she is trying to be completely straight and calm one guy after another fucks her or has her jack him off as she continues the presentation. Then each will cum on her face.” I could not help but gasp softly.

“It is kinda gross, and demeaning I admit. But I also find it hilarious, where they are trying to be so serious and pretend that they are not getting fucked as they tell the news. Then continue as one guy after another stands up and cums on her face. By the time it ends they will have 9 or 10 loads dripping all over them as they try to conclude the broadcast.”

By now even I was giggling with her. And I admitted I could see how it was kinky as well as absurd. I was saying it sounded outright surrealistic as I stepped out of the closet, and Melanie gave a low whistle when she saw my outfit. The black cocktail dress was barely lower than the tops of the stockings, and just a hint of the dark band could be seen under the hem. I wished the hem of my dress was an inch or two lower to hide this, but I also had to admit it made it obvious I was actually wearing stockings and not pantyhose. And there were just the slightest of variations under the thin silk of the dress to show I was wearing a garter belt under it.

“Dang girl, you look so hot that if I swung towards girls in any way I would make a play for you tonight for sure!” she exclaimed, and came over and gave me a hug. This caught me a bit off guard, as we had never really hugged before.

We were finishing up our preparations when I finally asked the question that had been bugging me since I talked to Lois earlier. “Melanie, I gotta ask. When did you choose the name 'Josie'?”

She blushed as she put the last of the things into the clutch she was bringing that night. “Oh, when I got the job at White Satin, the manager told me I needed a stage name. I ran through a couple like Cheyenne, Lucy, Jasmine, and Veronica, but they were all taken already. Then for some reason, I thought of you and Josie was not taken. So professionally I have been Josie ever since.”

“You thought of me? Why me?”

“Well, you always seemed so mature, so confident. You really had it together, Josie. I actually kind of idolized you. You were sexy, and also always seemed to be in control of anything around you. I realized that is what I wanted to appear to be like, so I borrowed your name. I hope you don't mind. I even did sets sometimes wearing cat ears and tail so people would think I got it from the cartoon or movie. I think only Lois ever had a clue that it is really from you that I got the name.”

I was oddly flattered, and told her so as we left the bedroom and headed into the living room where the other 3 were waiting. We were all dressed up to kill, and we each had a glass of wine as we waited for the limo.

At dinner we shared a platter of raw oysters, and joked that we should do that with guys next time, since it was supposed to help them out more than it did us. “Oh, I don't know” Kris said, as she stuck out her tongue and actually licked one off its shell as we watched. “I have always had a thing for, hmmmm, nice juicy wet and salty oysters.” We all giggled, both at the double entendre that she made as well as the sexy way she licked it up, reminding me of years earlier when she would lick my oyster in the same way.

Sam and I each selected the surf & turf, a steak and prawns. Kris settled for fried clams, as Lois got the steak and lobster and Melanie selected the salmon steak. We continued to chat and tease each other all through dinner, sharing another 2 bottles of wine as we did. Then after a trip for each of us to the ladies lounge to relieve ourselves and touch up our makeup we headed to the Red Room.

Thankfully Sam was known there and was expected, so we strolled right on in. We each checked our purses in at the cloakroom and were soon sitting at a table having our first drinks of the night. Sam was just finishing hers when a tall slender guy came up and asked her to dance. With a wave she accepted and the two of them headed off. We had already agreed that at least one of us would remain at the table at all times, both to hold the table and to make sure nobody did anything funny with our drinks.

A short time later Lois and Kris headed off to the floor, and were soon dancing together. I watched them together and they looked to still be comfortable with each other after all these years. “So Josie girl clears $100k a year doing webcams, what was today worth, may I ask?”

“Oh, I think I saw it was at around $12,000 when I signed off.”

I almost choked on my drink at that. “You made 12 thousand dollars in what, a half-hour or so?”

“Oh no, the show was actually over 2 hours long this afternoon. I started it while we were talking but then I was only teasing them a bit. I did not actually start the real show until after you left. But yea, most of it was in the last 45 minutes or so. My regulars love it when I masturbate for them, and today a real bidding war started. I had already promised to send the panties I had been wearing earlier to the guy that bid the most. My site is membership only, and this week is only open for those that pay extra to see these shows. “ A guy came up and asked her to dance, but she politely declined.

“They knew weeks ago I was doing this trip, and they loved the idea that I was taking a road trip. It is something new for them, seeing me on my laptop instead of in my apartment or office like usual. And more than a few have asked for private dates while I am out here in California, but I refused. I don't do that anymore.”

“You don't date?”I asked, confused. She laughed at that.

“Oh, I forget how innocent you are. In my business, a date is a private sex session. For money. I do date guys, but only as dates, not as customers. And I still perform for the camera, but I have not actually whored myself out for years now. Now I only fuck a guy as part of a performance, or because I really like him and want to fuck him. And of course if I am actually dating a guy I will fuck him. That is yet another thing Josie does not do anymore. I have not done that in over 3 years now in fact. But if I did, it would help me hit my goal even faster. But like I said, some things I simply will not do. Prostitution is now long in my past.”

We chatted a bit more, and I noticed that Melanie was looking out at the dance floor, and watching Kris and Lois. Lois was pressed up tight behind Kris, and running her hands slowly up and down her sides.

“Josie, I know you and Kris were lovers for a while, but I never knew about Lois.”

I took a sip and realized my glass was empty. I held my glass up as the waitress passed by, and pointed to Melanie and held up 2 fingers. She nodded and headed to the bar as I decided what to say.

“Well, let's just say that all 4 of us at one time or another have experimented with each other. Oh, always just 2 of us at a time, no orgies or anything like that. And other than Kris I think to the rest of us it was just part of being young and horny. I know that for me, all of the girls I ever did anything with are all on the floor right now. I think Kris has been with both Lois and Sam, but I have no idea if Sam and Lois ever slept with each other. Kris and I made love several times, and Sam and I masturbated together on occasion. But never touching, maybe holding hands as we masturbated together. Lois and I once made out as kind of a dare thing when we were double dating, and later made out a couple of times. But other than groping each others titties when making out that is all we did.”

Melanie nodded at that, “Makes sense. I did try it once, back in High School. I did not like it all that much. She was OK at eating me out but I was slightly repulsed when I tried it. I finally just fingered her off and she said it was good enough. She wanted me to be her girlfriend after that. and got all bitchy when I said I had no interest in ever trying it again.”

I reached out and squeezed her hand for a moment, and told her I was sorry that was her experience. “I guess I was lucky. I realized I was not crazy about it, to be honest. But at least it was not a bad experience for me, and could be enjoyable at the right time, if I am in the right mood and it is the right girl. I guess for me it was like that time I dropped acid. It was different, a very unique experience, but not one I would miss if I never did it again. Plus I am happily married now. Although I have to admit, I thought all gals in your business did it.”

“Nope, not all. But most do, if for the money if nothing else. I know of many who will not touch girls. In fact, one actress named Julie Meadows was offered big bucks to do lesbian scenes when she was hot and turned them all down. Tara Patrick was the same way, then started to do it when her popularity waned and they offered her a lot of money. Like me, Julie was completely straight and had absolutely no interest in trying the other side. And there are also some gals that are complete lesbians, normally living with another actress and only doing guys as part of a scene and never otherwise. And at least a few are straight, but only do girls on camera so they do not cheat on their boyfriends by taking a cock in their snatch.”

We were almost finished with our drinks and had each turned down at least 2 offers to dance when Sam finally returned to the table. Melanie gulped down the last of her drink and said she was taking her turn and headed to the floor. Sam got a fresh drink and it was not long before Melanie seemed to be the center of attention. She had 4 different guys with her, and she would take turns dancing with one, then another, before going to yet another. We laughed, and Sam said “Well, I guess this is the closest she will ever get to a gangbang.”

I looked over at her, and she nodded. “Josie, I think you were the only one that had no clue what she was doing for a living. That girl is the richest of all of us by far, and this little get together was actually her idea. She wanted to hold it in Florida, but I suggested my place and my being the host because I doubted you would come if you thought it was all her idea.”

I thought a moment, and nodded. “Well, it was not that I didn't like her, I just barely knew her. I was the oldest of all of us, and she was the youngest. And it seems like she only came out of her shell after I had graduated. I bet if I had been a year or two younger like you and Lois, or closer to her age like Kris I would have gotten to know her a lot better.”

“Darn right you would have! She kinda idolizes you I think. Maybe even had a crush on you if she was ever to swing that way. You were the first of us to graduate, the first to get a good-paying job, the first to get married, the first to own her own house. Lois beat you in the k** department, but not by much from what you told me. You knew what you wanted even then, and went out and got it. She was this shy girl from the country, and you were this big city girl who was dating a linebacker on the football team, then the forward on the basketball team. And among us and a few other gals that dated with you, the things you did were legendary. Blowing that Cooper guy in the handicapped bathroom right before the game where we beat State. Then you and Lois each doing the pitcher and catcher after they won the state finals.”

“Oh, we did not each do the pitcher and catcher! I did the pitcher, she did the catcher! Get your facts straight, slut! Besides, I seem to remember when we went to that concert, and you got us backstage passes. Yea, I did the drummer. But you did both the bass player and the lead singer. And then the lead singer's girlfriend.”

Sam actually giggled at that. “Well, it was one of the things I had wanted to check off my bucket list. I only intended on doing the bass player. But seeing that the singer had already filled his girlfriend up with cum I wanted to see what it was like to lick it out of her. She was willing, and as I was licking her out he just went ahead and did me also. But it was a shame, I did her but she did not do me. She was one of those girls that had no problem having a girl go down on her, but will not do the same in return.”

By this time I needed to use the bathroom and when I returned Lois and Kris were back with Sam. So deciding to take a turn myself I killed my drink and hit the dance floor. Soon I was dancing with this cute younger guy, and when I turned my back to him and rubbed my butt against his crotch I could feel his cock was hard. It pressed between my ass cheeks and felt naughty, knowing he was the first guy to do this other than my husband since we started dating. He put his hands on my hips and I leaned back against him. In doing so I looked over and saw that Melanie was watching us, a smile on her lips. She was doing something similar with the guy she was dancing with, and I realized I was getting excited.

I danced on the floor with him then one other guy for about 45 minutes before I needed a break. Heading over to the table I saw Melanie was already there, with Lois and Kris. I got another drink and sat down again, between Melanie and Kris. “Wow girl, you seem to have really enjoyed that dance!” Kris said, grinning. I noticed she was not looking at my eyes but down, so I followed her gaze. And yea, the high beams were on. The thin silk of the dress and lack of a bra made it obvious that my nipples were rock hard.

“Well, what do you expect? I'm almost 30 years old, and I had 2 hot guys almost a decade younger rubbing their dicks against me. That is enough to make any gal like me hot.” I giggled, and sipped my drink as it arrived.

They finished their drinks and hand in hand headed back to the dance floor, leaving Melanie and I together again. I asked her what her plan was for when we got back to the beach house.

“Well, to be honest I was hoping I could talk you into going out for another walk as I gave another quick show, telling people about 5 hot chicks out on the town for the night. How 1 of them who was married was apparently preparing for some hot lezzie action on the dance floor, as 2 other married gals were getting off on causing guys to pop boners all over the dance floor.”

I was lucky I was not taking a drink, or I probably would have spit it out at the time. “Wait a minute, that is not what I was doing at all! I was just enjoying dancing with somebody younger for a change, it has been years since I danced with somebody else.”

“Yea, and you rubbing your ass on his cock was entirely platonic. It's OK Josie, it was hot watching you and those guys. And I admit I enjoyed doing it to those guys also. I will probably be on the cam for about an hour and get myself off a time or two before I'm ready to sleep. I admit I am so horny right now I will not be able to sleep otherwise.”

We both laughed at that, and I was just finishing my drink when we heard last call being announced on the PA. Shortly afterward Sam collected us all up and we headed back to her place.

We killed the last of the wine we had opened earlier, and with hugs we all headed off to bed. I remembered what Melanie had said of her plans earlier and when we got there I said I was going to take a fast shower then go outside for a bit. I stripped off all my clothes, and grabbing a pair of panties and a long T I slipped into the bathroom.

I spent 5 minutes in the shower, making sure all of the smoke was washed off then stepped out. I could hear Melanie talking in the other room so turned off the light before I stepped out. Thankfully the camera was not facing the bathroom, and I saw her with the laptop on the bed again, like before. She was only in her panties, her fingers teasing the barbell piercings in her nipples as she was telling about our night out. I gave a little wave and stepped out, heading downstairs.

Once downstairs I looked at the clock, it was 1:30. I grabbed myself a wine cooler from the fridge and went onto the patio and lit up a smoke. I had to admit, I was horny also. The second guy I danced with had felt like he had a particularly nice package, and I was also wondering how friendly Lois and Kris were getting in their bedroom.

I heard the Winchester Chimes coming from the living room, and 2 soft bongs. I decided to have another cooler, and lit another smoke, thinking about the night. And I realized I was horny. I slid my hand down and started to tease myself through my panties, and was giving thoughts of taking another shower for some privacy before slipping into bed. I heard the clock again chiming 3, and realized I had been down here for over an hour. Surely Melanie was done and I could go back upstairs again.

I slipped back into the bedroom, and it took only a moment to realize she was not done. She was rubbing away on her clit, and when I stepped in I gasped at the sight. “Oh, it's OK guys. It's just my roomie, I guess I lost track of time. I think this is going to be it for the night guys, but I will try and make up for it tomorrow I promise.”

I waved for her to keep going, and she looked at me then smiled. “She is indicating I should continue, so I will. Oh, where was I. Oh yes, my 2 friends L and K were almost fucking each other on the dance floor, and it was so hot. They are sharing a room tonight, so I would not be surprised if they are doing that right now. Oh, Melanie dear, I'm kinda thirsty here, can I have a sip of your drink babe?”

It took a moment with the alcohol I had that night to realize she was calling me Melanie! Well, seeing as she was “Josie”, obviously she could not use my real name, so that was probably the first thing she came up with. I nodded and stepped over by her and handed her the bottle.

“See guys, this is her arm! I really am sharing a bed with my friend Melanie tonight. No Big Bad Steve, you know I don't swing that way! She ain't touching me, and I ain't touching her. Although she is watching what I am doing rather closely, I think she likes watching her old college friend petting her beaver.”

“Oh yes, she is hot Duggie, trust me there! You know I have these perky little titties, but she has a luscious set of what are they baby, D's?”

I nodded. “She is nodding. I'm right, D cup. Melanie, want to come over and show them what they look like through that top?” I was mortified and shook my head no. She reached forward and pressed a button on the laptop.

“I just killed the mic, they can't hear us now Josie. I had to give them a name, and my name was the first thing that popped into my head. Don't worry, I am not asking you to do anything. In fact, leave the top on, it's obvious by how hard your nipples are that there is nothing under that shirt. Just move next to me so they can see how big they are next to me. It's OK, you can do it so they can not see your face, I promise.”

She reached forward and hit the button again. “Sorry guy's she's a bit shy. She has never done anything like this before. Wait, Big Bad Steve, you will give her $1,000 if she just lets you see her tits? You realize I said what they look like, not how they look. I was only trying to get her to show us through her top. You don't care, $1,000 to show us her tits in her shirt? Wait, Duggie, you will match that? Melanie, did you hear that? These guys are offering $2,000 to see your tits through your shirt. How can you say no to that?”

I stood open-mouthed for almost 3 minutes, and by then it had reached $3,000. I killed the last of the wine cooler and moved over next to Melanie on the bed. I was on my knees, keeping my neck and head above the top of the frame. I saw in the display that my breasts were obviously larger than Melanie's, and my nipples were hard and poking out the front of my shirt. I saw the words the guys were typing scrolling across the screen, and heard soft dings as they were apparently giving Melanie tips.

“See guys, I told you that Melanie had some awesome titties! I was not joking, and as you can see her nipples are so big. What was that Big Bad Steve, another $500 if she pulls the fabric tight and cups them from underneath? Melanie, are you willing to do that?”

I indeed was, I did so and looked over at Melanie, and she mouthed the words “over four thousand dollars now” at me, then resumed her spiel. And at the same time I noticed her fingers were now back at work, sliding in and out of herself as she described what my bottom looked like as she could easily see it.

And when the amount offered reached $2,500 I turned around and bent over, lifting my shirt so they could see my panty covered ass. Since I had no plans for any kind of show after my shower these were plain green cotton ones. Melanie cooed, and said they were “tres cute”, and matched my innocent look.

“No Big Bad Steve, we are not going to go at it. You know I don't do lezzie stuff. No, I don't care how much you are gonna offer, I ain't gonna do it. No, this is not lezzie stuff, I am masturbating. She is not touching me, and I am not touching her. Yes, even if she was doing it also, it would not be lesbian. That would mean we were touching each other, not ourselves. Wait, what the fuck, are you serious? You are offering her $10,000 if she masturbates with me? That's for both of us, right? Each! Fuck, one second guys.”

She again pressed the button on her laptop and I saw the microphone on the screen turn red.

“Girl, please tell me you will do this! This guy is offering each of us ten grand to masturbate next to each other. And trust me, this guy is good for it. I have seen his credit report, he is worth in excess of $100 million.”

I thought for a moment, that would make around $15,000 in total for me for one night. My husband and I were comfortable, but that was still a hell of a lot of money! I told her I would be right back, and I needed a smoke first. I sat on the patio smoking a cigarette, thinking of what we could do with $15,000. We had been considering buying a motorhome, and this would be enough for us to get a really nice used one. Then we could take trips to the mountains and spend some quality time together. Maybe even take a trip to that lake we both loved and my husband could get me pregnant there.

I snuffed out the cigarette and went and grabbed 2 more wine coolers and headed back into the bedroom. I walked in, and Melanie was still going. And it looked like she was trying to finish. But she looked up at my face when I came in, and I gave her a nod and smiled. “Hold on guys, she says she is gonna do it! Hold on a second!” She hit a button on her laptop and jumped up and came over to me. She gave me a big hug and said “Oh thank you Josie. I assume you do not want to show your face, right?” I nodded, and she said “No problem, come with me!” She grabbed my hand and I only took time to notice it was wet as she dragged me into the closet and opened her suitcase. She pulled out a black and green mardi gras mask with feathers on it and handed it to me. It easily covered half of my face, and I said that would be fine.

She pulled me back out and hopped on the bed, then patted the open space next to her. I slipped in, and she said “OK guys, this is Melanie. Ain't she hot! OK, sorry Riot Grrl, I should have said guys and girls. Melanie, all the guys and girls think you are hot. And it is a good thing you returned, the total is up to $18,000! So let's get busy.”

Melanie started to caress herself again, and said that in addition to what was offered to me from the donations she was going to share her regular tips with me tonight. Then after saying she was going to give me a small kiss as thanks she leaned in and kissed my cheek, whispering “Total for you is going to be around $40,000 so far.”

It took about 5 minutes and several donations before I took my top off. And Melanie gave a running commentary on how fat and hard my nipples were, and how big and dark my areola were. Then she was talking about how she could smell me, and how it was obvious that my panties had gotten all wet. By this time I felt the need to masturbate was almost uncontrollable and I started rubbing myself first through my panties, then with my hand inside my panties. And Melanie was matching my movements herself, just without the panties.

When my total reached $45,000 I slipped my panties off and sighed deeply as I leaned back and slid 2 fingers inside my pussy. I was hot and wet, and I was sliding them in and out of myself as I looked over at Melanie doing the same thing. Her thigh was pressing against mine, and I was now saying how good it felt and how I was needing to cum because it felt so good masturbating with my friend.

“Big Bad Steve is offering another $5,000 if we hold hands until we cum. You up for it Melanie?” As my answer I pulled my fingers out of myself and took her hand in mine, squeezing as I slid my other hand off of my breasts and into my pussy. She squeezed back, and we went back to work, my fingers moving even faster now. We were not talking much now, the wet squishing of our fingers and our heavy breathing doing all the communication needed. Finally I could not hold off anymore. “Mel, Josie! I'm gonna cum. I can't hold it anymore, I'm cumming!” I whispered, and did just that, barely realizing I had started to use her real name and not her stage name. I almost blacked out as wave after wave of pleasure rose from my clit which I had been quickly rubbing. I could feel my wetness flowing down over my ass, and my pussy clenching over and over again. I was finally coming down when I felt her hand squeeze mine and she had her own climax.

I looked up, and realized that the sun was starting to come up. Looking at the clock, it was after 5 AM. Melanie was thanking everybody and saying she would be back tomorrow. When a final offer was made by Big Bad Steve, another $5,000 if we would kiss for at least a minute before she ended the show. When she made him offer the same to each of us and he accepted, she agreed.

And I shivered as she pulled me onto my side and we held each other and kissed. Her tongue entered my mouth, and I could feel her firm breasts pushed against my softer ones, our bellies, thighs, and pubic mounds pressing together as I slid my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues caressing each other. I think it was closer to 5 minutes when she finally pulled back, and softly whispered “Wow!” I nodded, and she rolled back and picked up the laptop.

“Yea Big Bad Steve, it was hot. That was the hottest kiss I had ever gotten from a girl. But that is all you guys are gonna get. Love and kisses, and I will be back sometime tomorrow.”

With that she turned off the laptop and set it on the nightstand. Then rushed to the bathroom where I heard her pee for what seemed like 2 minutes. Finally I heard the toilet flush and her washing her hands in the sink before she returned. I had taken off the mask by now and was simply laying on my back, stunned. I had made over $60,000 in just a single night. That was a full year wages for me.

Melanie pulled on a T, then tossed me mine from the floor where I had dropped it earlier. She then went to the closet and a moment later came back with a pair of panties for each of us, mine from my own suitcase. We both got dressed for bed, and after turning off the light she softly kissed my cheek, thanking me for a fun time.

“Just so you know, that was the first time I have done something like this with another girl. And I'm glad it was with you. I am exhausted but we can talk tomorrow. And thank you Josie, we both made a lot of money tonight.” She gave me another soft kiss and rolled over onto her side to sleep. After all the alcohol and a mind-blowing orgasm I was soon asleep myself.

We both slept in the next morning, finally getting up at almost noon and blaming it on hangovers and too much alcohol the night before. The other 3 said they were going to go out and see Hollywood, while we said we were going to just rest for the day. We talked about the night before, and I admitted it had been a lot of fun. And since we had done nothing other than hold hands, I had technically not cheated on my husband. “After all, he knows I still masturbate, and he does also. And neither of us ever thought it was cheating in the past,” I told her.

She then said we could do it again tonight, but not to expect as much money as we got the first night. “You were new and unexpected, none of us expected you to join me last night. Not even me! But it should still be a decent amount.”

Well, it was a lot less than we had made the first night, but still a decent amount of money. Melanie even touched me a bit more, her finger lightly caressing the mole on my right thigh right in the crease where my leg and groin meet. She came right after I did, and when I continued she kept up a running commentary on how sexy I looked with my fingers going in and out of my “wet cunt”, and how our room smelled so strongly of pussy. She even teased both me and the audience, saying that although she did not do “lesbo things”, she was almost tempted to take my “big fat nipple” into her mouth just to see if it tasted as good as it looked.

Finally, after I had a second climax we again repeated our kiss from the night before. It was all I could do to resist grinding myself against her as we kissed, and when she pulled back she whispered “Thank you” again, then when she turned off the camera she once again went to the bathroom. And after I took my turn she was back in her sleepwear and had mine sitting on my pillow. Another tender kiss goodnight and we were soon sleeping again.

My total take for the week was just over $75,000 so far!

The next night she said she wanted to do a solo show, so I agreed to stay in the living room or patio until midnight. At around 11 I went to the guest bathroom and realized as I passed the room Lois and Kris were using that I could hear that they were making love in there. After I finished I realized I could hear them faintly through the wall, and it was Lois that was moaning. I let my panties fall off my ankles onto the floor and spread my legs wide, masturbating on the toilet as I remembered how wonderful Kris' fingers and tongue felt on me when we made love so many years ago. And it was only a minute after Lois had her orgasm that I followed with mine.

It was 12:30 when I finally went back into the bedroom, and Melanie was already asleep. So I simply crawled into bed next to her and was soon asleep myself.

Finally it was the last night. I was up almost $150,000 and I was looking online at motorhomes I could get when I got home. I had moved from nice used ones to now looking at new ones. I had convinced Melanie to hold the money for 3 months, and claim it was my share of a winning lottery ticket we had bought together on the trip.

The last night was a real mind-blower. Lois and Kris were not hiding at all that they had been lovers during the trip that night after we all had a little alcohol in us. We had switched after we finished the 3 bottles of wine to shots, and I had no idea how many I had put down. I was feeling no pain, and was getting increasingly horny watching them caress each other's breasts and grind themselves against each other. Finally, Sam hugged each of us and thanked each of us for a great week. Lois and Kris were gone a minute later and Melanie and I looked at each other. With a grin she held out her hand and taking it in mine we headed into the bedroom.

Once again we were soon masturbating together, but this time she lifted her leg and d****d her thigh over mine. We were still holding hands, and we were each saying how good it felt, and how hot our friend looked with her fingers inside herself. For days now she had been rebuffing all attempts from the audience to get us to do more, repeating that everybody knew her limits and she was not going to cross them.

Finally Big Bad Steve made the ultimate offer. $25,000 each if she puts her top on and right before she came I would kiss her and massage her breast. “After all, you said a kiss with another girl was alright, as well as touching your breast through your clothes. Just combine both of them as you cum and it is still not violating your rules.”

After looking at me for almost 30 seconds, I nodded and she agreed. I rolled onto my side facing her and watched as she slipped on the tiny light cotton t-shirt she had worn at the start of the show, and I rested my hand on her belly as she resumed masturbating. She was going very fast, and I knew she was very close. I eased my hand up until it was right below her breast, I could feel the soft underside against my fingers and she started to tense up. Knowing it was time I leaned my face to hers and kissed her deeply, my hand reaching up and grasping her breast.

Her nipple against my palm was just as hard as I had imagined it would be, with the barbell a little cool. And although it was small, her breast was very firm. Filling my hand nicely as her hips bucked against her fingers, causing her entire body to shake. And when I slipped my tongue into her mouth she started sucking it hard, almost painfully as she moaned into my mouth.

I was just about to break the kiss and pull back when she moaned deeper in my mouth and grasped my head holding us together as she shook and came again! It was only at this point that I realized that when I grasped her breast I had accidentally pushed up her shirt, and my hand was on her bare breast.

I moved my hand away and her hand behind my head came down, grasping mine and holding it in place as she continued to jerk and moan into my mouth, either her climax either continuing or having a third one, I could not tell which (and she told me later she was unable to tell either). Finally, the sucking on my tongue eased off and I slowly pulled back, looking deep into her eyes. Her hand then released mine and I pulled it off of her breast, reaching up to gently caress her cheek.

“Thank you Josie,” I whispered, and she then gave me a big hug.

We got more tips, then Big Bad Steve made the offer yet again, but in the reverse. Melanie quickly agreed, and it only took me a few minutes until I was cumming on my fingers, legs spread wide and kissing Melanie deeply, but she kept her hand on the outside of my shirt. And I only had 1 orgasm, but it was a big one. But I was so sensitive afterward I could not even think of trying for another.

However, Melanie could not resist moving between my thighs and making me spread them even wider, pointing out how big and swollen my clit was. And how much of my wetness was dripping out of my pussy. And I was not sure if she was teasing the viewers or me when she talked about maybe sliding her fingers into me and feeling for herself how wet I was. I gasped as I felt her fingertip barely graze my swollen and distended labia before she said “Naw, I just can't do it.” She then said goodnight to everybody and signed off.

Then like every night before she gave me a soft kiss, then went into the bathroom. And when I returned she was again in her sleep clothes and drifting off to sleep.

As we rode to the airport she handed me a note saying my cut would be just over $200,000. Around $150,000 after taxes. She would set up a dummy company called “Sweepstakes Holdings” and forward the money through that so hopefully my husband would not find out the actual source.

I was flying high on the way back home, both by being in the airplane returning to my husband and with the dream of our new motorhome we would buy with my “winnings”. And when I got out of the security area there was my husband. I ran to him and threw my arms around him and held him tight. I whispered that I loved him and tried to give him a kiss, but he barely responded!

The ride home was uncomfortable, he refused to talk to me other than in one or two-word sentences the entire way back. Finally we got home and he just got out of the car and went inside. I was shocked, and pulled my suitcase out and took it into the house by myself. I went looking for him, and found him in the den.

“Baby, what's wrong?” I asked.

“Well, a few nights ago I decided to see if I could find any pictures of you during your trip. I know you like posting things in your blog, and thought maybe some of your friends would do the same thing. So I went into Facebook and typed in 'Josie's California Vacation'. And I was kinda surprised when I indeed found pictures of your trip. But they were not of you but somebody else. And they linked to another site. But curious, I followed it and saw it was a porn site. But this is the worst part about it.”

He clicked open a page, and there on the computer was a video clip of Melanie and me in bed. My legs were spread widely and in the 2 minutes that I watched silently I saw her point out the mole on my thigh, caressing it. I felt tears start as she then described how sexy I was masturbating, and how lovely I looked when I came.

“I know that mole intimately, and you can't deny that was you. I'm staying with my brother Josie. The Nissan is yours, I'm taking the Chevy. I already have a lawyer doing up the paperwork, you should be served here in the next few days. Take whatever you want from the rest of the house, everything I want to keep I have already moved out or have in the den here. Unless you want to buy me out we will put the house up for sale and split the profits. I loved you, but this marriage is over. Goodbye.”

I cried for a half-hour after he left, then dragged myself upstairs where I took a bath and cried some more. Then finally fell onto the bed where I cried myself to sleep.

On Monday I went back to work, but I know I looked like hell and was only half paying attention to my work. Things were starting to get better the next week. I had been served with the divorce papers, and he simply cited “Irreconcilable Differences”, and requested a 50-50 split of all joint assets with no alimony for either party. I paid a lawyer to go through the paperwork and I approved the motion, stating I agreed with all articles.

It was the third week back that things got really bad. I had overheard a few people talking in hushed tones, and they would stop talking if I came near. Finally I was in the copy room, bent over clearing a paper jam in the photocopier when I heard 2 guys talking in the hallway.

“No, it really is her. Just look at her, and listen to her voice. The other girl calls her Melanie and the small girl is named Josie. But if you look and listen, the Melanie girl really is Josie.”

This could only be explained by somebody having seen the videos! I have no idea how that might have happened, but it has. I doubt my soon to be ex told anybody, he was a very private person and I doubt he wanted it to be known he had been married to a porn actress. But somehow it had become known.

2 months later 2 things happened. My divorce was finalized, and I accepted a severance package from work that had a nice golden parachute and a letter of reference. In it they stated they were very pleased with my performance, but my job had been downsized due to the economy. Of course this was a lie, but it allowed them to get rid of me without a fight.

Well, right before the sale of the house was completed Melanie sent me my check. I was able to buy my motorhome, so I lived in that as I tried to decide what to do next. It was not the new one I had been planning on, but it was only a few years old. I also bought a trailer so I could take my Nissan with me. I sold almost all of my possessions, and loaded up the rest and hit the road.

Sam and Kris both offered to take me in for a bit, but California was not where I felt like going for a while. Lois told me how sorry she was, but she softly said at least her infidelity was still a secret. Meaning that unlike Melanie and me, they did not do what they did in front of a large internet audience.

I first drove down the Mississippi, spending a day or so in towns that caught my interest. Hannibal, Nashville, New Orleans, then I just got on the I-10 and headed East. Mobile was nice, but after 2 days I was on the road again. Pensacola, Panama City, a day or so in each and I was back on the road. I finally hit Tallahassee and made a call.

Melanie was glad to hear from me, and said she had been worried. “God Josie, I am so sorry. I wish now I had never talked you into doing that!” I told her it was not her fault, I could have said no at any time. I just got greedy. I then asked her how the resort plans were going, and she said they had just finished moving in the week before.

The next day I was pulling in. I hit the intercom at the gate, and as soon as I said who I was the gate opened. Melanie met me with a huge hug as I climbed out, and introduced me to her partners. I asked if I could stay a night or two and get a real bed and full-size bath before I hit the road again, and they said of course. They even showed me where to park the RV, there were 2 others occupying 2 of the 10 RV spaces they had set up there. One was the one that the production company used, one was used by one of their actors. We quickly got mine hooked up and Jack took my bag as Melanie took me up into the hotel.

And no, I did not get taken to her room. It looked like any other motel room I had ever stayed in, but it was of good quality. And had a nice big tub. Night was just falling when the phone rang, and it was Melanie asking if I would join her for dinner. She told me to meet her in the bar so I headed over.

I was not sure what to expect when I walked in, but a gal spread out on the pool table getting pounded was not it. Doug was filming the action, and Jack would occasionally softly call out directions and the two would change positions. Melanie was sitting in a chair on the other side of the room smoking a cigarette and watching.

“Roscoe there is one of our best performers. He has a cock that won't quit, and he gushes like a pint each time he cums. All the girls love him” she said with a wink.

“What about the girl?”

“No idea, she's just one of a dime a dozen types we will hire for one or two movies, then never see her again. Most of them are completely replaceable, to be honest. Most prefer to go to places like Miami, where there are more productions and they can make more money. We actually pay more than is the average for each scene, but our output is lower than the other bigger studios. So in Miami they make more money per year, but also shoot probably half again as many scenes to make it.”

She pointed at a gal near Jack, and nodded. 10 minutes later Roscoe pulled out of Miss Anonymous and sprayed her down with a gigantic load that covered her from her face all the way down to her mound. It did indeed seem that he came a pint. And right afterward another gal (I later learned was the PA and named Crystal) brought us 2 baskets of chicken strips and fries.

“So tell me Melanie, what are you going to do with yourself now?” Melanie asked. I jerked at hearing this, and she leaned in close and whispered “Only Jack, Doug, and a few others know me as Melanie, to everybody here I am Josie. But they have all seen the video from the vacation, and they all know you as Melanie.”

“Well Josie, I have no idea, to be honest. After the divorce I just started driving, no real destination in mind. I still have enough money to keep doing that for a few more months before I have to make any hard decisions.”

“Well, why not just stay here for a bit then? You are welcome to stay in the RV for as long as you want, and if you want to stay in the hotel we can come to some kind of arrangement. How about work?”

“Well, I have not even thought of looking yet. Do you know anybody that needs an experienced gal with a degree in Business Administration?”

She honestly seemed to think for a minute, then shook her head no. “Sorry,I can't, to be honest. Most of the houses in this business are small operations. And my BM degree is already enough for our needs, we do not need another with a BA. However, I can offer you another kind of position, if you are interested.”

“Oh? And do I really want to know what it is?”

“Well, let's just say that the Melanie video has been the most popular one I have ever hosted or made. It even tops my earlier road movies for number of downloads. And my subscribers are up over 50%. If you want, I can put you up in the hotel for 20% of a 4 times a week livestream from you, Capped at $1,200 a month. If our monthly take is more than that we will not collect any money over $1,200. 90 minutes a night. Be on them by yourself, bring a boyfriend, bring a girlfriend, whatever you want. And I promise at least 2 visits a month on your stream, similar to what we did in California. In exchange for you giving at least 1 visit a month on my stream. I ask no splits from you on yours, and I will give you a split from mine. And if you want more, just talk to Jack and I. I am sure that we can find something else that we can use for your talents. Just remember what we talked about that first night.”

2 months later, I was their fastest rising star. I was the featured performer in their first 3 MILF videos, and we were now filming the fourth. This was to be my first gangbang. The bar portion of the resort was half full of other actors and actresses, simply filling in roles as background extras in exchange for getting better billing in future roles. And Josie was sitting across from me as we sipped our drinks.

It was not hard to recognize from the one-page script I had been handed earlier that this was a recreation of our night at the Red Room. I was to act half drunk, then walk onto the dance floor and the guys would surround me. I would dance with each of them, turning my back and grinding my ass against their crotches in turn, as they played with my tits and tried to reach to grab my pussy or tits as I tried to keep them away. I was even wearing the same dress as I had that night, as well as the same garter belt (but I had on dark red stockings and panties, the black ones had gotten a run during our night out and I had thrown them away).

Then I would return to the table, have another drink with Josie, then return to the dance floor again. This time during the dance I was to allow their hands to slide under my dress, first showing my panties, then feeling my pussy through them. Then we would cut to them leading me into the pool room where they would take turns with me on the pool table, 2 at a time. One in my cunt and one in my mouth. After each of the first 3 guys came Roscoe would take his turn. And after fucking me good he was to cum on my face, then they would leave me passed out on the pool table, covered in their cum from 2 facials and 2 of them leaking out of my pussy from creampies.

I was sitting with Josie as they filmed the final break scene, and I was giggling and acting like I was plastered. Although in reality I was stone sober, I had only been drinking 7-Up after all and not actual alcohol. Josie did not allow performers to drink on her sets, she said it made for a poor performance.

Right as I got up, she grabbed my hand and pulled me close. “We finished building the news studio set yesterday in the main conference room. On Monday we will be filming the first of the 'Bukkake Anchorgirl' series. And baby, you are going to be the star!”

I was only pretending to wobble a little as I walked back to the dance floor. That was because my legs really were wobbling a bit. I had already seen the call sheet for that casting, which called for 10 guys. I am glad the flashing lights and darkness hid the fact I was crying a little bit as I started to grind against Roscoe's cock again.

There was no doubt I was going to take the part, the money was too good to pass up. And I also could never convince myself that I was not a whore, when I was going to be paid in a few days to fuck and then be cum on by 10 different guys in 3 hours.

But how many MILF whores can say they command over $5,000 for 3 hours of work? And my livestream was gaining in popularity. And like Melanie had been saying, I said I had most of the same limits. No lesbian action, no anal, no private dates. However, I knew those limits were all lies. I turned my back to the camera and reached up to wipe the tears off my face quickly. Unlike Josie, I actually was becoming a whore. And as only a whore and not an actual owner of the company I could never hope to make the money she was bringing in.

But if I waited long enough before I started breaking each of those rules, I was hoping I might be able to clear at least a million before I retired. Heck, Big Bad Steve was already offering me $50,000 to both Josie and me to do a lesbian scene together. But while she has me tells them I am holding out until the offer is $100,000, she told me off-camera that she would not do it if she was offered a million. She knows I have no problem making love to a girl, and is just trying to get them to offer as much as they can before she finds me one to make love to on camera for the first time.

I turned my back to the camera one last time as I wiped away a final tear, then turned to Roscoe and started to grind my pussy against his thigh. Thinking more about the money I would be collecting for this shoot than the shooting that would be done in and on me in a short amount of time.

On Monday Crystal knocked on my door at 9, and handed me a cup of coffee and told me it was time to start getting me ready for the shoot. I went and took a shower, and as I opened my closet she told me not to bother. “Just throw on a robe, we already have wardrobe waiting for you. I will be doing your makeup, so just come as you are Melanie.”

And when I followed her in, I took a first look at the set they had made for me. It looked like a newsroom I would see on the local TV, but the desk I was to sit at had no face, just 2 acrylic side panels and a wood top. And behind me was a large blue screen, with a sign saying it was for “WBUK 69”. I actually giggled at that, and said “Let me guess, W-Bukkake, Chanel 69. Cute.” She giggled at that and nodded, then took me to the office that had been set aside as a dressing and makeup room.

Now Crystal was another one that I did not know the real name of, she was one of the early girls that Josie had hired as an actress. But after doing a few shoots she started doing makeup work for her, and was now in her second year of beauty school. She had me remove the robe and sit in the chair, and I noticed around the mirror were photos of several news anchors both national and local I recognized. She would look at them, then work on my hair for a bit, then repeat this. And once the hair was done she then did the same to my makeup.

Finally she handed me a pair of glasses, and looking questioningly at her I went ahead and put them on. Plain glass, no corrective lenses at all. I then looked at the mirror and gasped.

The hairstyle and makeup, combined with the glasses seemed to add about 5 years to my age! But it was in no way a bad 5 years, I now looked like a sexy, intelligent, yet slightly cold 35 or so. She then took me to the other side and showed me my outfit. Wow. First she handed me a pair of black panties that were actually rather conservative. The type that completely covers the bottom and front and were not all that sexy. Then tan pantyhose went over those. Then a thin but conservatively cut matching bra that covered most of my breasts. I was then handed and put on a pair of pantyhose. A black pencil skirt that reached my knees, but with a slit going up the side reaching almost all the way to my hip. Then a white long sleeved blouse, with frills at the wrist and neck. And a matching blazer, with gold buttons that buttoned up from my waist to just below my breasts. Putting on the blazer. It was cut so low that it seemed to frame my breasts, making it obvious that they were on the large side.

Holy shit, I looked closely in the full length mirror. Remove the blazer and slit in the side of the skirt (or replace them with more conservative versions) and this would actually fit in any news room or professional setting. It might even be like something Josie would have worn in college. But with the slit and blazer, it was sexy as hell.

Crystal grabbed the 2 way radio on the table and said I was ready. And a moment later Josie came into the room and actually jumped up and down and screamed. “Oh my, Melanie, you look absolutely amazing! It is almost enough to make me wish I had a dick so I could fuck you today! OK, here is your script. There should be absolutely no need to improvise, this scene is completely scripted. Simply walk out from the side when we tell you to start. Go to the first mark and say your name, giving a very small head bow to the camera. Then go take a seat and start reading the script. We actually have a teleprompter that Doug set up that you will be reading from, it is right next to the camera. But it is an exact copy of what is on the script in front of you. It will even tell you when to turn the pages, so if something happens you can go back and forth from one to the other.” I was impressed, it was exactly how it would be in a real newscast.

“And remember, no matter what the guys do, you are to try and completely ignore them! And trust me, they will try, I told them to. They are going to finger you, they are going to eat you out. Some are going to remove your clothes, and at least your pantyhose are going to get ripped off of your body. But no matter what, do not react to them! Just keep reading the news as printed. Now feel free to gasp or moan if you really have to let one out, but keep it brief. As quickly as you can return to the script. If they try to move you to another position, you let them. Basically your part is to be a living, breathing, talking fuckdoll for them for the next 3 hours. Each time one gets close they will back away, and somebody else will take their place. I know the first guy to be playing with you will be Roscoe, and he is also supposed to be the last one to cum on you.” She was actually flushed and grinning in her excitement.

“And they are all going to be cumming on your face or tits. You are going to be a holy mess at the end, but I hope you will have fun also! I am so excited by this, and I love that you are going to be the first American to be a Bukkake Announcer!”

Her enthusiasm was certainly contagious, now I was actually looking forward to it. And after a last pee and telling Crystal to make sure there was always a bottle of water on my desk I took my first mark. And at the sound of “Action!”, I put on the biggest fake professional smile I could and moved to my second mark.

“Good evening, this is Melanie Cougar, and welcome to the WBUK 69 evening news.”

I took my seat, and read the first news item. Jack called for me to start again, and I repeated it 5 more times. The first 5 minutes of news were rather silly, mostly dealing with real or fictitious “Florida Man” incidents. Then as I started reading the international stories, I felt somebody move up behind me. It was actually a bit of a struggle as I felt hands start to caress my shoulders, then my chest. I gasped a few times as the hands moved down to cup my breasts, then again when they moved down to my blazer and ripped it apart, buttons flying everywhere.

Then as I continued to read my blouse was unbuttoned and pulled aside, showing off my full breasts encased in the bra. I saw that Josie, Jack and Doug were watching in fascination as the man behind me pulled my bra up over my breasts, and started to pull on my nipples. Then the right side of my blouse was pulled off of my shoulder. I was a little confused but continued to read the article about Myopia having a coup when I felt a cock slide under my arm and press against my armpit, then my arm moved to press against it. He was actually fucking my armpit! In the feed monitor they had set up for me to see I could see the tip of his cock poking out in front of my arm, the shaft held in place by my arm.

After several minutes I saw Jack motion for him to leave, and then Jack motioned for me to restore my clothing so I pulled the blouse back over my shoulder, and fastened a few of the buttons. A few minutes later another man slid up behind me and with his hands on my hips urged me to stand up. He pulled the stool out of the way once I did then he reached in the slit in the side of my skirt and started to fondle my pussy.

After a few more minutes he pulled his fingers out and moved behind me. And I was now bending over the desk as he lined himself up and slipped his cock into me. He fucked me for 5 minutes and I had to read the same copy 3 times before he finally pulled out and I was gasping slightly but still reading. Jack called for a break and I slumped onto the chair. My pantyhose had been ripped off and my panties were around 1 ankle. I simply stepped out of it and left it on the ground as I walked to the bathroom. I could feel the wetness on my thighs, making them slide together sensuously as I walked.

After peeing I drank another bottle of water and ate a tuna sandwich as Crystal fixed my makeup. Josie sat next to me and said that the footage was incredible. “Melanie baby, you were absolutely perfect! Watching him fuck you as you just kept reading was so sexy it made me damp!” Crystal nodded and said it had that affect on her also.

“Now things are going to be ramped up for the next part. They are going to be using you a bit rougher, and for shorter periods of time before switching. So be ready, and remember that if you can not look at the camera you can look down and follow the script in front of you. And don't worry if you need to cum, just go ahead and let it go girlfriend! In fact, we still got 5 minutes left. Crystal, want to call in one of the girls in please?”

Crystal looked at Josie, then at me. Then with a grin she said “No, I think I will take care of this myself boss.” I was wondering what they were talking about as I took the last bite of my sandwich, then I realized it. Crystal slipped her hand into the slit of the skirt and started to play with my pussy! Her fingers slipped into me very easily, sliding in on the thick copious fluids I had been leaking for over an hour now. “Oh fuck!” I moaned, and she giggled.

“Just relax Melanie, and let me make you feel good. But no cumming, I just need to get you so hot and excited that when the guys start again you will be on a quick trigger. Hmmm, you like this, don't you? I was pretty sure you liked girls, but now I know for sure. I could not tell from your videos with Josie, but there was such a strong tension between you two it was like you were two straight girls wanting to try it but afraid to. But I'm not the first girl to do this to you, am I? In fact, I bet you are copying Josie and you have only been saying you do not do girls because it raises the tension. It's OK, I will keep your secret Melanie. But I want a promise, that sometime soon in private we can do this for real. You remind me of a teacher I had in High School, and I had such a crush on her. Ohhh, ok, Jack is motioning you back and I do not want you to get too close.”

And she removed her hand and actually licked her fingers clean. And on shaking legs I am glad Crystal helped me back to my seat. Kneeling for a moment she lifted my foot and placed my panties back on my ankle, then with a soft caress returned to her seat off-stage.

A few minutes later the second half of the shoot started. The first guy pulled my blouse open once again and started mauling my breasts. Then after a few minutes of that stood next to my head (on a crate that had been placed there for that reason) and took my hand in his, and guided it to his cock. It was long and thin, and I started stroking it as I continued to read one news item after another. I was still stroking him when I felt other hands lifting my hips. I stood and then the guy sat on the stool and lifted me up. He was strong and I moaned deeply as he settled me onto his cock, and I felt him slide deep into me! I continued to stroke one guy as the other lifted and lowered me on his invading cock. I felt the guy in my hand start to throb and he pulled my hand off. Finally I could barely see so I lowered my head and started to read from the script in front of me.

2 minutes later I gasped and shuddered as my first orgasm washed through me. He continued to use my cunt on his cock until he lifted me completely off and helped me stand on now wobbling legs. Now I understood why there was a second camera set near the ground, to cover the action up close when I was fucked in this position. And I also realized when I stood that I was now leaking down below my knees.

At that point I largely lost count. Guy after guy used my body. I at one point had a guy in each hand, then a guy in each hand and another in my cunt. At one point I was bent over the desk and having to read from the script as it felt like all 10 guys took their turns. Each pumping me 5 or 6 times then switching. I think orgasms 4 and 5 washed through me at about that time.

Finally I had reached the last page of the script. And the first guy moved right next to my face and let lose on my right cheek with a large blast. I did not miss a word as he came on me, and then the next guy came up and blasted my left cheek. As he finished I felt a large fat cock slide back into me and knew this was Roscoe. The next blast was across my forehead and started to drip down over my glasses. I reached up and wiped at the cum but all it did was smear across the lenses. Thinking quickly I just took the last page of the script and held it in front of my face to the side where I could read it, but it did not cover the action.

The next guy pulled open my blouse again and let his load go onto my tits, as did the next guy. Then I got plastered again and again, my neck, my face again, even one shooting into my hair with his cock on top of my head. Then I felt Roscoe pull out of me and I knew this was the finish. He stood next to me and his cum started shooting out and was really covering me! My cheek, my lips, my even covering my neck and throat with the last spurts hitting my breasts.

As he finished I stood up and staggered back to my second mark and gave my closing speech. “Thank you, and I hope you have a pleasant evening. This is Melanie Cougar for WBUK 69 signing off.”

After a 30 second pause as I stood there, cum dripping down my face and the rest of my body I finally heard Jack yell “Cut!”. And the entire room broke out into applause! I removed the cum covered glasses and looked around, now glad that I had them on because they kept the wet thick fluid out of my eyes. I saw that Josie was sitting in a directors chair, her hand inside of her panties and masturbating. Crystal had a dazed look on her face, and I bet she had been masturbating also. The guys were slumped in various chairs around the edge of the stage, and even they looked done in. But everybody was saying that I looked incredible.

Josie stood up and gave me a big hug, saying “That was the hottest thing I had ever seen! Watching you cum like that and still trying to deliver your lines was priceless. It looked like all you wanted to do was howl in pleasure but knew you were not allowed to.”

I nodded and took a big gulp out of the water bottle that Crystal offered me. “That is pretty much what happened Mel, Josie. I knew you wanted me to play that role completely straight so that is what I did. But that last wave of orgasms almost made it impossible, but I continued.”

“OK, I am gonna take you so you can get yourself cleaned up. I already had Crystal deliver dinner so we will get you all nice and clean again, then you can eat and relax. Give Jack 2 days and we can see the first cut, how long do you think it will be until we see a final Jack?”

“Give me a week. This will not need all that much cutting, just looking through a few of the alternate shots and decide which is best, and in deciding whether to use the main or the secondary camera. But it is all digital so that will take me no time at all.”

As Jack was saying this Crystal came up and helped me remove the 3 inch heels I had been wearing and slip my feet into the pair of flip-flops I had worn over there earlier.

“OK, thanks baby. OK Melanie, come with me.” With that Josie took my hand in hers and led me outside. The overcast of the morning had been burned away, and I realized it was getting late in the day. “Josie, what time is it?” I asked.

“Just a little before 4. Don't worry, that is the last thing I expect you to shoot for at least a week, maybe longer. And I told Crystal to make a personal message from you on your stream saying you had a grueling shoot today and will be taking the rest of the week off. She also posted a few photos of the shoot. We already decided that the premier will be both on your stream as well as on our main site. You will get a bonus for any copies that you sell on your site.”

At this time we walked into the elevator, and I simply leaned against her as she pushed a button and I felt the elevator rise. I really was wiped out, now I understood intimately the term “ridden hard and put away wet”. But I was a bit surprised when the door to the elevator opened and did not see the hallway to my room. There were only 3 doors, and Josie led me into the one closest and with a keycard opened the door.

She guided me into a bathroom that was as large as my apartment downstairs! The floor was all marble tile, and I saw a toilet, a bidet, a shower stall that looked to be able to fit 4 people, and a large sunken tub. As soon as I was inside she started removing my clothes for me. Soon skirt, blouse, and bra were all on the floor and the glasses taken out of my hand and dropped on top of them. She stepped over to the shower and turned on the taps. After a few seconds of adjusting she guided me inside and I sighed in relief as the hot water poured over me.

“Go ahead and get yourself cleaned up Josie, there is a robe and a pair of your panties on the sink for you. Go ahead and take as long as you want, I will be waiting in the other room for you when you are ready.”

“OK Josie,” I said softly, letting the weariness finally flow through me. All I wanted to do was to get clean, get something into me, have enough drinks that the pain will go away, and go to sleep.

“Not Josie, here in privacy that is you. I am Melanie.” I then heard her speaking so softly I barely heard her. “I am so sorry, I never meant to steal your name like this.” I heard the door close, and I was alone.

I cried as I washed myself off. There was cum everywhere. It took maybe 5 scrubbings with soap and a washcloth until I was sure I got it all off of my face. And 4 shampoos to make sure it was all out of my hair. I could feel some of it had dried, and that make it harder to get it all off of me. Finally I spent several minutes coughing and regaining control of myself before I felt ready to face Melanie again.

I dried myself off carefully, she had the largest and fluffiest towels, that were even kept in a towel heating shelf. The luxury was incredible. Then I picked up a brush and looked in the mirror ready to brush out my hair. And I started to cry again. My eyes were dark and sunken, and I looked almost like I had a raccoon mask on. My eyes were red and bloodshot, and for the first time I looked closely at myself. I had lost at least 25 pounds since the LA trip, and I could actually see the hint of ribs through my skin for the first time since I was a teenager. And I could see the same with my hip bones. And even though the weight loss looked good, it made me realize how much I had changed.

I shuddered, realized I was starting to resemble a crack addict. Even though I had not touched d**gs in years, I had drastically increased my alcohol intake the last few months. And I obviously had not been eating right. “Shit” I said to myself, and started to brush out my hair. I was starting my 4th stroke when I felt a hand take it from me and lower my arm to my side. “Here Josie, let me do this for you.”

Melanie! She was still here! “Melanie, what are you doing here! I thought you left!”

I sighed as I felt the brush run through my hair. “No, I sat on the toilet, I only closed the door to help it get warm in here. I am sorry, I was not intending to fool you. I was about to say something a moment ago when I heard you start to cry. I am so so sorry Josie, I do not deserve you as a friend, I ruined your life.”

“Oh no Melanie, never think that. In many ways, I think you might have saved it. Trust me there.” I took the brush out of her hand, and set it on the counter. “Let me put something on, then we can talk as I eat, please?” She nodded, and I slipped on the panties and robe and she guided me into her living room.

The TV must have been 65 inches, with a large sectional couch in a U shape in front. A coffee table had a bottle of white wine in front of it, and 2 plates with a large selection of Chinese food. I took a sip, then started to eat like I was famished. We ate for 5 minutes until I finally felt like I had a chunk of the hunger under control, than I sat back with the wine in my hand.

“No Melanie, I think some things were eventually going to happen even without you. One thing about my trip, is that I realized my marriage was already doomed anyways. Yes, what we did was borderline cheating. I know that, I even knew it then but I could not resist myself. I told myself it was with another girl, we barely touched each other therefore it was not cheating. But the biggest problem is that when I got home he would not even talk to me. He refused to talk to me, he did not want to discuss any of it. He had already started the divorce process without even talking to me first.” I took another sip before I continued.

“It was during the trip here I realized that something like that would have happened eventually. But if it had waited another year I would have then had a c***d with him. A baby with a man that would throw away his wife without even getting her side of what had happened. I realized I was better off without him at that point, and at least it was only me and not my baby that he was discarding as well.”

She looked shocked. “We talked a little about what happened when you got home, but I never realized it was that bad. He did not talk to you about it at all?”

I finished the glass and handed it over to her to refill. “Nope. And to think that after I returned I was looking forward to having a baby with him! When he met me at the airport he would not hug or kiss me. I tried to talk to him all the way home, and he barely said a word. And when we got home he did not even offer to bring in my bags, he just got out of the car and walked in leaving me standing there so I brought them in myself. All the lights in the house were off, and he took me into his den. And funny, looking back now I realize that had always been his den. Not 'our den', his den. And he told me about how he found a site with videos called 'Josie's California Vacation'. And how you were pointing out my mole. And when I talked, with the mole even with a mask there was no way to deny it was me on the bed with you.” I took a deep breath and another sip before continuing.

“He just said the car was mine, he was taking the SUV. The things he wanted were already removed from the house, or in 'his den'. Before I even got home it was all decided and done. I had no chance to talk about it. Hell, for all he knows I was d**gged or blackmailed. Or hell, it might have even have been an old video from when I came here during my senior year. He did not even want to hear what my side could have been. And I realized I could never have stayed with a man that makes such decisions without my input.”

She moved next to me and pulled me into her arms, giving me a big hug. “That is strong of you to realize that. And I agree, nobody should take such a decision that involves 2 people and make them entirely on their own. Well, unless there is some kind of abuse involved that is.”

I nodded against her chest, then sat up and started to eat for a few more minutes. Finally my plate was empty and when I held out my wine glass she refilled it again. “But even I could tell you are horribly sad Josie. You are nothing like the Josie I idolized all those years ago, or the one I grew close to in California. What's wrong sweetie?”

I sighed. “Well, it is mostly me coming to accept who I now am. I admit it, I'm a whore. I fuck for money. Hell, I just fucked 10 guys for money because that is probably all I am going to have to show for my life. But at least if I am going to be a whore, I am going to be the best whore I can for the few years I have in this industry. I started too late and too old to get where you are, but I figured that if I can get over $1 million in the bank by the time I retire I can then live comfortably for the rest of my life. After all, nobody is going to want to love or be with a whore. I will not have a husband or k**s having been a whore. So I will just be the best whore that I can for the time I can do it, then just live somewhere comfortably for the rest of my life.”

I was stunned when Melanie slapped me! She then took the glass of wine out of my hand, and with my cheek still stinging I saw her pour it out into the ice bucket and set it inverted inside.

“OK, first of all you are not a whore!” she almost screamed at me. “You are a performer. And trust me when I say that if I got some skank off of the street to fill that outfit and do what you did she would have looked like crap. While we were on our break, Jack even came up and said that you were a shoe in for the AVN award as best female performance easily. Not the video, which goes to the producer. Not the director, which was Jack. He specifically said you, as the actress. And if you were paying attention it was not the guys they were praising, it was you! You were a professional, and acted perfectly no matter what those guys threw at you. We all really believed you were what you were trying to portray, a news announcer getting the shit fucked out of her and still doing her job the best she could.”

“OK,fine. I am a performer, now. The funny thing is, most of the things I have been telling the guys on my stream I will not do is a lie. I say I will not do lesbian, that is a lie. Heck, I already decided that if Steve or some other big roller was to offer me $50,000 I would do the best lesbian scene I could. Not do anal? Heck, my ex and I did that more than a few times, same thing. $50,000 and I would sell my ass and put it in my retirement fund. Not do dates? Same thing, if one of the guys was to make me an offer I could not refuse I would fuck him in a heartbeat. Because I know I only have a few years in me in this industry. So I gotta make as much as I can as fast as I can before I am so old nobody wants me anymore.”

Melanie was actually crying when I looked over at her. Holy shit, was she thinking that I was talking about her?

“Melanie, I am talking about myself here. Josie and not this 'Melanie Cougar' character I play on video. And certainly not you! You are a business owner, at most you tease and please yourself now on the internet for your own pleasure and side money. You could sell this all and walk away today if you wanted to. Hell, I have never even seen you actually perform once since I got here. When was the last time you actually performed with somebody else?”

“Oh, that's simple. Last Tuesday.”

“OK, I guess you got me there. Fine, that was with me. And we barely touch each other. When was the last time you performed where you actually touched somebody else since I got here?”

“Last August.”

“Last August? You mean before or after the trip to California?”

Melanie smiled, and shook her head. “No silly, it was with you, during the California trip. If you were to ask me the last time before that, it would be, ohhh, in March when an actress for an orgy scene did not show. We were short 1 girl so I gave Roscoe a blowjob. But that was in the background.”

“I thought you did not do orgy scenes?”

“Oh, I have done orgy scenes several times, I do not do gangbang scenes is all. And no!” I was reaching for the wine glass and she slapped my hand away. “You have been drinking entirely too much lately. The last few weeks it seems the only time you are entirely sober is when you are on set. I specifically set this shoot for the morning so you would not have anything at all to drink before. And not including the 1 glass I poured for myself you just killed an entire bottle of $65 wine in 20 minutes.”

“65 dollars? Why would you spend 65 dollars on wine for me Melanie? I ain't worth that, just get the 5 dollar stuff and I would have been fine.”

And now my other cheek was matching my first one as she slapped it. “Josie, don't you fucking DARE ever say anything like that again to me, ever!” Now she was crying. “You are worth that and more, and I realize that now. You do not even realize what you have helped me start, have you?”

I shook my head. “What do you mean? You started this all by yourself. I am just glad you are helping me out now since I fucked my my life so well last year.”

“Oh no no no, you got it so wrong. I never had any intention of starting a MILF or Cougar series of videos, until I saw you. All those ideas came from you. I saw you, and my first thought was 'If I could get her or somebody like her in front of the camera I could make her a star!' And no, that was never my intention, actually getting you involved. I actually had lost track of time when you came in and I was still going at it. And it actually made things hotter for me when you stayed.”

“You see, those video ideas were all inspired by you! Not actually you you, but the image I had of you. Still the confident and secure gal I met in college, but more mature and sexy then ever. And you were articulate, and poised, and self-assured. You were the oldest of all of us, yet you had no problem getting 2 hot guys that were a decade younger than you to dance with you, and they were both panting and wanting you before you were done with them.”

“But you had 4 guys with you! You can't tell me that they wanted me more than they wanted you Melanie.”

“Oh no, it was not me they wanted, it was Josie. You see, 2 of them recognized me as Josie, and they told the other 2. They thought I might be in there looking for guys to shoot a video with, and thought it was some kind of undercover audition. As if those 'real amateur' videos we and other companies were real! As if we actually just go out and grab some random schmuck off the street and have them fuck us, like that guy in the limo in Boogie Nights.” She finally picked up her glass and took a sip, then set it back down. “Yea, the road films we started with were like that, appearing to be just random guys picking up a random girl. And the Bang Bus series is all like that, and the old Bus Stop series. Find a random girl on the side of the road, pick her up, then fuck the shit out of her.” She smiled at me, and I realized this was actually a kind of a secret.

“But the thing is, they are all fake. All the guys and girls are screened and STD tested days before. Then the scene made, some scripting done, then we just fake it for the camera. Those glory hole videos, the same thing. 1 gal and 15 guys, all have been screened and it is a closed set. Most of those were actually filmed in an old bank! I have been there before, I know some of the guys involved in that series. They just leased a closed bank, gutted the inside and made it look like a porn theater. We have done the same thing with one of the large conference rooms, if you go in we have about 30 old movie seats, and a set of booths in the far corner with a monitor that shows what is projected on the back wall. I can take you through it, and when you walk it you will not believe how fake it looks. But we already did a walk through, and with all the lights off and only the camera light and what comes off the screen and monitor it looks real as hell. The magic of movies.”

Melanie took another sip of the wine, and I saw the glass was half full. She looked over into my eyes, and gave me a small smile. “Here Josie, take a sip.” She then raised the glass up to my lips and tilted it, allowing me to have a small sip before removing it again. A small drop spilled down the corner of my mouth which she then reached up and wiped away with her finger.

“OK, we need to get back on track here, Josie. First things first, I am taking control of your drinking. I have seen to many guys and gals in this industry destroy themselves with d**gs or drink. And I do not think you are an alcoholic, yet. But you are on the road there unless we cut down your intake fast. I am not going to cut you off, but from now on your intake is limited by me. If you want a drink, ask me. I will warn you when you are halfway done, and again when I give you your last drink. If you pace yourself I may give you another, but I will determine that and nobody else. I knew you were hitting the bottle a lot the last time we did a stream in your room. But tonight scared me. I poured myself one glass, which I am still drinking. You destroyed the rest of the bottle in less than an hour. When I am confident you have yourself under control again I will stop monitoring you, but until then I am doing it for your own good. I hope you understand what I am saying sweetie.”

I nodded, and wiped away another tear. “I think I was doing it because it let me forget what had happened since last year. And I guess because it let me step outside of myself and say 'No, this is not me, but the alcohol lets me pretend it is me.' But yes, please help me stop, you are right that it is not good for me.”

“Thank you Josie. Next, we are going to ease you out of shooting. It is not good to take a star rising so fast and just have her vanish. That causes all kinds of rumors start to circulate. You were forced into it, you did it for d**gs, you had been killed and kept secret, things like that. We make maybe 4 or 5 more videos, telling people that you are retiring and moving behind the scenes.”

“Melanie, you are kicking me out?” I softly said.

She reached out and took my hand in hers. “Oh goodness no! But I can tell that as good as you are, this is not the industry for you. At least, not in front of the camera. Oh, I still want to use you on screen, but after you retire in non-sex roles. And trust me, there are plenty of those. And I do know how we can use you in the back office. Mostly taking over some of my duties.

“We are also going to quietly retire your stream. This week you are off, and next week you are going to start telling them that you are going to do a few more shoots then retire. I even want you to set up a few auctions. Highest bidders get to select one from a series of choices you give, and write a script for you to act them out in. They will even be given a bonus they could pay if they are involved in the shoot. But in a non-sex role. Just be on screen, they do no more than hug you. I know you set youtself a goal of $1 million. Trust me, if we play this right you will blow that away with no problem in a few months.”

“OK,I guess I can see that. So no more stream, how much will I owe you each month for the apartment?”

Melanie took a deep breath, and squeezed my hand again. “Nothing, you are already moved out of that 'apartment'. And sweetie, we never really set those up for long term living, they are motel rooms for stays of a week or so at most. No argument, I already moved your things out.”

“OK, I hope I can still stay down in my RV at least,” I softly said.

“Fuck, don't take it that way! You are not getting kicked out, you are not living in your fucking RV. You are moving in here, with me. She stood up and pulled me up with her, then held my hand as she walked me to one of the bedrooms. “Josie, this is now your room. For as long as you want it. No strings attached. Well, one string, and that is that as I said already. I monitor your alcohol until it is back under control.”

“Melanie, why are you doing all this?” I said, softly crying again. My emotions had been destroyed and built up again so many times in the last day that I was having problems anchoring myself.

Melanie had me turn around so I faced her, and stepped in close so her body was lightly touching mine. We looked into each other's eyes, and my brown eyes were looking directly into her brown eyes. “She removed her contacts,” was the first thing I thought.

“You don't know, do you? You really don't know? You don't even know why I almost begged you to come here, then got you involved in what I do. Why I insist on appearing with you at least 3 times a month, trying to recreate the magic of our magic week together. And why in the last 2 months I have almost grown frantic watching you in this spiral.”

“Guilt? Profit? Control?”

She jerked as I said those, but in the end she opened her eyes wide and simply stared into my eyes. I watched her lick her lips, then she simply shook her head slowly and said a single word.

“Love.”

Then she leaned forward and gave me a long, soft, gentle kiss. One of her hands moved to my upper arm, the other to my hip and pulled me into her. She made no attempt to deepen the kiss, but I felt her tenderness and affection in it none the less. And when she pulled back she smiled, and I could not help but smile back at her.

“Josie, I love you. I think I had always loved you, from after we met in college. Then at the beach I fell in love with you all over again. But I was afraid of your rejecting me. And when you first came here you were lost, but then came up with that plan to get rich and retire. So I thought you were just using me to get what you wanted. But in the last few weeks I have learned how hollow you are now, and I want to rebuild you. I want to rebuild you back into you again. Into the Josie I knew and fell in love with.” She looked so serious, her eyes so soft as she said that, and I knew it was true.

“And you may come back and realize you need to move on eventually, and I know then I will be able to let you go. Or you may choose to stay here with me, and I would love that also. But I want the old Josie back, not the hollow Josie you have become. Not the 'Whore Josie' you apparently call yourself now. I want the real Josie. The one that every time we masturbate together I wish would take things just a step further. And that has been one of the most frustrating things, trust me! I know when you pushed up my shirt and held my breast that first time it was an accident, but feeling your hand on my bare breast was just so intense! And when you tried to remove it I did not want you to. I have hoped since then it would happen again, but you are just so god damned good at following the rules!”

“So you want me to try and seduce you next time we do a stream?” I said, incredulously.

“Yes! Try to grope my titties, lick my neck or ear, suck on my fingers after I cum on them. I will stop you, but gently and not right away. I have been wanting more, but have been terrified to ask.”

I thought for a minute, and shook my head. “No, I am not going to do it that way.”

“What?” she said, and I thought I might have seen some fear in her eyes.

“No Melanie, now think business. You have already retired, and now you want me to retire. OK, fine. I bet we can both hit our goals if we play it like this...”

I pulled her to my bedroom and laid on my back on the bed, pulling her half on me as I told her my plan. By the time I finished, she was already crunching numbers in her head. “You know, if we pull this off right we can each walk away with a cool 2 million at least! Now I know I was right that we need you in the back office. OK, we will do it your way. But how many more movies do we do?”

“Well Melanie, we need to at least start a few more of your ideas first. The rest of the week I want you to show me some of those Japanese movies and European movies you said you want to mine for ideas. Then you and I will set up our own variation of them. I will be in as many of the first one or two of each series as I can, then I will start my farewell tour. At least one more of those bukkake shoots, a few more MILF-Cougar ones, then at least 3 or 4 short retirement ones. Let's do it as a pre-filmed stream. We will film those in advance, and let people know that we did so, but premiere them on my stream.”

“Ohhh, that's a great idea! Which ones did you want to start first?”

“Well, the synchronized orgy idea sounds good. 20 or so couples, all taking directions from a director and moving to a new act or position on command. And how about this, half way through we have a “Hokey-Pokey” session! Or even, ohhh, call it 'Horny Says'. Just like 'Simon Says', except with sex. 'Horny says, suck her nipple. Horny says take his balls in your mouth. OK, now slide your fingers into her snatch, YOU 4 ARE OUT, we did not say Horny Says!' I think that would be a lot of fun.”

“Holy shit girl, where in the fuck do you get these ideas!” Melanie screamed with laughter, and gave me a big kiss. “I bet we could make a series based just on that and nothing else! OK, Synchronized Orgy with silly sex game in the middle. What else?”

“The Sex Orgy series sounds good, and we can make a lot of sets for them here. Just hold them as open auditions, offer a silly low amount, say $200 for girls and a payment of $50 from the guys. Get 100 of each, and just script the setup and have a bunch of cameramen just wander around for 4 hours filming whatever catches their eye. In the mix include a few featured performers as actual roles. Hmmm, let's say an anniversary party. Regular actors for the married couple, and a few select friends. Then everybody else is just an amateur or wanna-be. Holy shit, hold on. Do you know any girls that would work that are visibly pregnant?”

Melanie looked closely at me. “Yea, I know 1 or 2. Why?”

“Gender Announcement Party Orgy!”

Melanie actually screamed, and gave me an even bigger kiss for that idea. “Holy shit, that is a hit already and you have only told me the title! That has to be the first of the series filmed, it will set us apart from the very start. OK, now I am sure I have made the right decision.”

Melanie gave me another soft kiss, then stood up. She looked down into my eyes, and I gave her a small smile back. “OK Josie, time to go to bed now.” she said softly. Then reached down and took my hand, and pulled me up. She gave me another long tender kiss, then hugged me close and whispered into my ear “This is your room for as long as you want it. But I really want you to sleep with me tonight. Please Josie, will you sleep with me?”

Although it was still early, a half hour later we were curled up in each other's arms sharing kisses. But every time Melanie tried to ramp them up, I pulled her back down. “Melanie, let's take this slow, alright? If you are serious, I want to build it up slowly, not race into it and risk it burning out between us. Is that alright?”

She sighed, and nodded. “Yea, you are right. But remember, next week we are going to stream together again. And I want at least something between now and then.”

“OK, give me a day or so, then we can rehearse, alright?”

She nodded, and after sharing another kiss I cuddled up behind her and we both fell asleep.

Well, the Gender Reveal Party Orgy went off like gangbusters. We staged it at the beach on the resort. 10 cameramen, 200 men and women, a stunning black girl named Jewel who was around 7 months pregnant was the star. I was her best friend, and was given the honor of giving her the first hug after she pulled the bow on top of the box and a flood of pink balloons floated up from inside. I also was the first to get plowed by her “husband”, holding her hands and looking into her eyes as he did so. Then a little later I was the one that held her head in my lap as another of her “friends” ate her out to several orgasms, simply stroking her hair and giving her a few soft kisses. I told her during this that I would love to do it myself, but I already had plans for my lesbian video premier. She understood, but I did slip 2 fingers into myself and feed them to her, and she did the same in return.

For the second Bukkake Announcer feature, we did it as an anthology. I was the main announcer, and during my 15 minute broadcast had 2 guys come up and I stroked them off until they came on my face. I then turned it over to Crystal, who was playing the sports announcer. However, because of the limitations of video I immediately filmed the closing scene. For this we already had 5 guys masturbating and holding themselves on edge. I walked to the mark for my closing announcement, and as I was saying “This is Melanie Cougar, for WBUK 69 News”, one after another came up and up and pulled up my skirt, cumming on my black stockings and panties.

And after cleaning myself up I sat next to Josie in a love seat that she had pulled out and watched as one girl after another did a 15 minute shoot. Each only doing from 1 to 3 guys in each segment. But the beauty of this was they could just do 3 or 4 in a day, grabbing whoever was available at the time. And because the background was a blue screen they literally could film it anywhere.

“Josie, we need some in the field shots. Find a few suitable locations and then film short 5 to 10 minute clips with 1 or 2 guys in them. Maybe have them far in the background masturbating, then rush up and ejaculate on the newscaster then run away.” She giggled wickedly and gave me a soft kiss.

“God, but you have a dirty mind made for this business!”

Well, Melanie was right and my additions pushed us both over the top. We each collected $1 million for our first filmed lesbian sequence. And we dedicated the video to Big Bad Steve, who asked for and got the sheet that we had been laying on. Duggie won the bidding at $700k, and was invited to be the one to take my anal cherry on film. He declined, but I had 'Long Rod', a performer that had an 8 inch cock that was on the thin side do it for me. And it felt great, even better than when my ex had done it to me in the past.

My final feature was shot 4 months later. “Miss Cougar, Sex Educator” was the name, and it starred me as a sex education teacher at a community college. Roscoe was one of the students, as well a Crystal, Jewel, Rod, and 3 others. I wore what by now had more or less become my trademark look. A knee long pencil skirt, this time a peach blouse with ruffles at the wrist and along the V neck that showed a lot of cleavage. And black stockings attached to a garter belt.

Turns out that Melanie had decided on this after our night on the town. She told me later that while stockings and garters were a common fetish thing in porn, I was the first gal she had ever met that actually wore them in real life. I told her I loved them, and they were easier to deal with than pantyhose was.

The script was standard porn schlock. I give a class on sex, give some demonstration on myself on what the parts of the body are and what they do, then the students copy me. I brought up one of the guys (Rod), then did the same thing with him, culminating in my giving him a handjob. Meanwhile Crystal and Jewel (who had recovered nicely after having her baby) were to experiment on each other before ending up in pile with the others while Rod and I pair up on my desk.

Right before we started the shoot, both Crystal and Jewel had come up to me and expressed their interest in performing with me. Crystal actually licked her lips when she said that. But at that time Josie came up behind her and whispered in her ear. I saw Crystal blush and quickly move away.

“What was that about babe?” I asked.

“Oh, I was just giving her the lay of the land you might say. I told her to follow the script, and if she did anything with you that was not in it I would rip her uterus out from the inside.”

She then took both of my hands in hers and pulled me in for a kiss. “You are mine Josie. Have fun with Rod, and the other guys. But if during this shoot you play with any of the girls in excess of what we did during our time in California, I am gonna get jealous.”

“Hmmm, so if I played with say Jewel's breasts while one of the studs is pounding her just to make her squirt milk, that is off-limits?”

She actually thought about that for a minute, then grinned. “No, I will allow that. Mostly because I think it will be hot as hell, and the lactation kink will get a lot of attention. But just touching, no tasting, got it!”

I nodded. “Got it. But I will at least lick some off my fingers. I admit I am kind of curious.”

And I did do one scene that was not in the script. When it came time for me to describe the female breast, I had Jewel step up. She was surprised but followed my lead. I spent several minutes after removing her blouse showing the various parts of her breasts, and how they differed from my own. I even spent 2 minutes with my fingertip circling her areola, explaining how it actually had a purpose, helping the baby to find the nipple.

“Ohhh, and students, notice this reaction. Now scientists have yet to find a reason why some nipples get all crinkled up like Jewel's here has become, but they all agree that it has to do with excitement. And as you can see, her nipple has become quite hard and distended. If it is like that it can sometimes be enjoyable to squeeze it, but be gentle.”

I of course squeezed, and after a few seconds of that a drop of milk appeared on the tip. I sighed softly, and moved behind her as she jerked in surprise and looked into my eyes.

“Ohhh, and I am going to give Jewel extra credit points for this. She is giving us an additional demonstration, of the real purpose of breasts. And that is to feed a baby. Hold still please Jewel, as I show the class.” And while cupping her breast from the bottom and squeezing gently, I started to pull and pinch her nipple, a few seconds later causing a small stream of milk to emerge. I continued this for almost 2 minutes, finally coaxing out several streams of milk which landed on the floor in front of us. I was almost having to hold Jewel up as she had sagged against me.

“OK, you can take your seat again my dear. And thank you” I said, licking my fingers as she resumed her seat.

The rest of the shoot was a huge success, with each of the other students doing the same, and even taking some of her milk directly from the source. I only did 3 more shoots, then officially retired. And 3 years after that Doug and Jack bought Josie out for $6 million.

We had been talking about what to do next, and ultimately we decided Wyoming. Melanie said she missed living in the country, so we moved to Panama City for the next year as we settled a few more things. We sold off my motorhome, and bought a nice new one before we finally put Florida behind us. We were towing her Mini Cooper on a trailer behind it, and had a 1 month spot reserved at a nice campground in the Rocky Mountains. That was to be our home base as we searched for a place to buy and call our own.

We stopped for lunch before entering Alabama, and she went in to get our dinner as I got things set up in the back. And when Melanie came back, she smiled as she saw me sitting topless at the table. Lightly stroking the head of Tom, who was nursing hungrily at my breast. She smiled at both of us and put my food in front of me as our son ate. That was a complete accident, as I had stopped taking the pill after I had retired. After all, what use does a lesbian in a committed relationship have for birth control?

But right before selling the company, a couple of performers did not show up for a shoot. Melanie and I decided it would be fun to do a last one, and as it was themed as a “Mardi Gras Orgy”, we were both wearing masks. We had just finished a hot 69 and were cuddled together when Roscoe asked quietly if he could cum on her face for a last time. And after looking at me and seeing my nod she said sure.

And fucking Roscoe could not aim worth shit! Her head was on my thigh, but his first 2 spurts were right on my pussy. Melanie did get the last few on her, but it looked like I had just gotten a messy creampie, and I had not had a dick in me for well over 2 years. Needless to say none of us thought anything of it, until a month and a half later when I realized I was “late”. Melanie and I talked about it, and ultimately decided enough was enough. But there was never any question that I was going to keep my baby. We only informed Roscoe out of courtesy, and so he could give us a rundown of his family medical history.

She came up and gave me a kiss when she saw Tom was asleep, then gently burped him and put him into his car seat. Then with a grin she laid her head on my lap, and lifted her head to work on my other breast. I smiled down at her as I looked into her eyes, and we both finished our lunch before getting back on the road.