Sam wiped her mouth with a napkin and said that she needed to use the ladies room.  As soon as she was out of sight I felt a tap on my shoulder and a familiar voice said:

“How have you been stranger?”

I turned and saw Linda standing there.

“I don’t want to intrude, but I do want to talk to you.”  She hand me a slip of paper.  “My cell phone number.  Call me, okay?”

“Tomorrow morning good?”

“Anytime after nine.”

She walked away just as Samantha came back.

“Who is the foxy lady?”

“A friend of my mother’s.  She saw me here and came over to say hi.”

“I was afraid she wanted to take you away from me tonight.”

“Take me away from you?”

“I told you I wanted to use you in some of my other films.  Can’t take fresh talent and put it to work without seeing how they perform.  I took the liberty of getting us a room here for the night.  How about it Herm?  You ready for your audition?”

The woman flat wore me out.  If it could be done we did it and more that once.  I thought Linda had taught me well, but Samantha taught me things that were probably against the law in most states.  She would not quit until she couldn’t get me up any more.  Talk about being rode hard and put up wet.  That was me.

As we dressed Samantha said, “I definitely want to use you in some of my other films.  Of course that assumes that you are interested.”

“I’ll have to think on it some.  I’m not sure that I want to be a porn star.  What I have done so far isn’t going to make me to noticeable.  I’m more like background than anything else.  But I do have to say that I could stand a steady diet of you and what we just experienced.”

“You weren’t so bad yourself.  Think on it.  I really would like to use you in some of my other projects.”

She dropped me at my house and I set the clock for eight and hit the sack.

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I was up at eight, showered and dressed and on my way to my shift at the cafeteria at eight forty-five.  My meals were a fringe of the job so I ate breakfast and then looked at my watch and saw that it was ten after nine.  I got up, cleared the table and then went in the back to use the phone to call Linda.

“Where have you been baby?  I’ve called and called and I’ve never been able to get in touch with Sarah.  I miss seeing you on my visits to your fair city.  I’m here till Monday.  Can I see you tonight?”

I saw my boss giving me an impatient look so I  said, “I’m at work and my boss is giving me nasty looks so I’ve got to hang up and get back to work.  Tonight?  Same time and place?”

“I’ll be the woman with the big smile on her face.  See you then.”

I was at the Hilton at seven and when I walked into the restaurant I saw her and she did indeed have a big smile on her face.  When I got to the table I bent and kissed her on the cheek and then took the chair opposite her.  She said:

“I thought that I would never see you again.  I called and called and could never reach Sarah.  Why wouldn’t she ever return my calls?”

Mom was gone so I figured that it wouldn’t hurt to let Linda know the truth.  “Mom was killed and everything I did was set up through her.  She didn’t keep a client list so I had no way to get in touch with the ladies she set me up with.”

“Your mom?  Sarah was your mother?  Oh wow!  I’ll bet there is one hell of a story behind that.”

The waiter showed up at that point and we ordered and after he was gone I told Linda the story that had eventually led me to her.

“Wow!  Your mom.  I’d never would have guessed it.  So what do you do with yourself now that you don’t have all of us old ladies to play with?”

I told her about school and my job at the cafeteria.  I didn’t tell her about my gig with Samantha.  Then she asked me what my major was and I told her it was Business Management.

“How long have you got to go?”

“I’m just finishing my sophomore year.”

“What are your plans for when you graduate?”

“Find a job and get on with life.”

Our order came and we made small talk as we ate.  She asked me if I had a girlfriend and I told her no.  She asked why not and I told her I couldn’t afford one on what I made at the cafeteria.  At the end of the meal and over Bailey’s Irish Cream Linda said:

“I once offered to set you up in an apartment, but you said no.”

“I didn’t want to move to Chicago.”

“What if I set you up in one here?”

“I don’t need an apartment here.  I’m still living in our house until I can sell it.”

“How much are you asking for it?”

“Two hundreds thousand.”

“I’m not leaving until tomorrow.  Any chance I could see it before I go?”

“If I’m right you didn’t ask me to be here tonight just for dinner so unless there is some reason that you need to use your room here we can go to the house instead of your room.”

“Let’s do it.”

When we left the Hilton I asked the door man to get us a cab and Linda said:

“You don’t have a car?”

“Can’t afford one on student cafeteria wages.  What I make is just enough to keep the gas and lights turned on at the house.”

Linda told the doorman to cancel the cab and told me that we would take her car.  We walked to the Hilton’s parking garage and got in what looked like a brand new Escalade and I gave her directions to the house.

At the house I took her on a tour of the place.  “You are only asking two hundred thousand?  I would guess it to be worth around two forty.”

“It was appraised at two thirty-six, but I priced it to move because I needed the money.  I need a car and I’ve still got two years of school left to pay for and I would dearly love not having to work at the cafeteria.  Unfortunately the housing market is flat right now and I’ve only had a half dozen people even look at it since I placed it on the market.”

We were in mom’s bedroom when Linda said, “You never gave me a direct answer when I asked if I could set you up in an apartment.  You just said that you had a house, but what if you sell it?  Come on Hermie, we both know what I’m asking here.”

As she was speaking she was unbuttoning her blouse.  No dummy I, I immediately said:

“I know what you are asking and the answer is yes.”

I was surprised I was able to take care of Linda after the wringer that Samantha had put me through the night before, but she seemed satisfied when we fell asleep.

Linda woke me in the morning with a blow job that led to a love making session that led to a joint shower which turned into another love making session.  I didn’t have much in the way of food in the house so Linda drove us to the Village Inn.  After we ordered she said:

“Here is the deal.  I come to town every other week.  I usually get in on Thursday night, take care of business on Friday and then spend the weekend getting my needs met and then fly out on Monday morning.  I’d want you available from seven p.m. on Thursday until I leave on Monday.  Sound okay to you?”

I nodded a yes.

“Instead of setting you up in an apartment I’m going to buy your house.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“Of course I am Hermie.  My company is an investment company and I see your house as a good investment.  I pay two hundred for it and use it instead of staying at the Hilton.  That alone puts me ahead almost fifteen hundred a month and when the market turns, and it will, I’ll sell for what the house appraised for.  In addition I’ll have my weekends covered.  Sound good to you?”

“I’d be an idiot to say no.”

“There is more.  My car sits in the Hilton garage when I’m not here.  You can use it and park it in your garage.  You will need to pick me up at the airport when I fly in and take me to the airport when I leave.  I’ll hire a maid service to come in once a week and I’ll stock the pantry so I don’t have to eat all my meals in a restaurant.  That’s what I’ll do.  You all ready know what your part will be.  Do we have a deal?”

“If you are really serious about this then I’m in.”

“Good.  Give me the name of your real estate agent and I’ll get the ball rolling when I get back to Chicago.  The rest of the deal starts now.  You get to drive me to the airport and then keep the car until the next time I come back which will be the week after next.  Do you have a cell phone?”

“No.  I can’t afford one.”

“You can now.”

She opened her purse and took out her wallet.  She handed me five one hundred dollar bills and then gave me a business card.

“Get a phone – a good one – and then call me with the number.  I’ll need to keep in touch with you.  Unless you have any questions I need to be headed for the airport.”

“I’m sure that I’ll think of several, but none occur to me right now.”

On the way to the airport I said, “I imagine that you and Bob will use mom’s bedroom for yourselves.  Anything you want me to do to get it ready?”

“Oh God; I’m sorry, I didn’t tell you.  Bob had a heart attack and passed away eight months ago.  It will be just you and me in the room.  It will be your room when I’m not here and our room when I am.  One thing I am going to do is order a king size bed for that room.  I don’t know how Sarah could stand to sleep on that waterbed.  It has to go.”

I dropped her off at the Delta departure area and headed back to town.  As I drove I thought on how my life had changed in just twenty-four hours.  It seemed too good to be true so I was going to treat it that way.  I wouldn’t be giving up my cafeteria job until the deal on the house went through.  I didn’t doubt that Linda meant what she said since she had given me the keys to the Escalade, but the impression I got was that she was a very busy lady and might not get to it right away.  She might get busy and not remember about it until it was time for her next visit.

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I had two classes that morning and then a four hour shift at the cafeteria followed by two more classes so it wasn’t until five-thirty that I could get to the AT&T store on Fourth Street.  I bought a phone and called the number on the card that Linda had given me.  My call went to voice-mail so I left a message with my new phone number and then went on home. 

Now that I knew that I wouldn’t be moving anytime soon I decided to start moving from my room into mom’s old bedroom.  It was twice the size of my bedroom and it had its own bathroom.  Before I could move in though I needed to get the full sized waterbed out of the room.  I set it up to drain into the bathtub and got the process started. 

While it was draining I started cleaning out mom’s walk-in closet and bagging all of mom’s clothes to give to Goodwill.  I was putting the last of mom’s shoes in a bag when my new cell phone made the noise that passed for ringing.  I answered with a “Hello?” and heard Linda say:

“Hi baby; miss me?”

“You know I do.”

“Just calling to tell you to call your realtor to give him your new number so he can reach you.  My manager of Acquisitions will be calling him tomorrow.  Also I need to know when you will be home so I can set up delivery of the new bed and when you can be there so the girl from Merry Maids can look at the place.  You will also need to get a couple of keys made.  One for the maid service and one for me.”

“Just give them my phone number and have them call me.”

“I have a dinner meeting that I need to get to so I’ll talk to you later.  Bye-bye sweetie,”

So much for my thinking that she wouldn’t get to buying the house right away.  The bed was still draining so I went to make myself a sandwich and as I was spreading the Mayo it occurred to me that I should call Samantha and give her my number.  As soon as she heard my voice she said:

“I hope you aren’t calling to cancel on me.  I need you Herm.  The response from the first video has been fantastic and I have over four hundred emails asking for more.  I’ve never gotten a hundred on any of the other stuff I’ve put up on my sites.”

“No fear dear lady.  After Saturday night I’ve got to hope and pray for more and that means I have to stay on the good side of you.  I’m just calling to let you know I now have a cell phone and I wanted to give you the number.”

“Good.  That will make things easier.  Tomorrow at seven?  Same place.”

“I’ll be there.”

By the time I finished my sandwich the mattress had drained so I wrestled it down into the garage and went back to the bedroom to take the rest of the bed apart.  I’d put it up on Craig’s List and see if I could make a buck on the deal and if I didn’t I could always donate it to Goodwill or put it out on rash pick-up day.

When I lifted the plywood up off of the slats I saw a gray metal box about 12x12x12 and I wondered what was in it and how mom got access to it.  It would have been a huge pain to try and lift the mattress and the plywood to get at it and then I mentally smacked myself for being stupid.  No way would she do that.  I bent down and took a close look at the bed skirting.  There were what I thought were carved decorative panels along the length of the base and the one just in front of the box popped out when I pulled on the edges.

 I picked up the box and opened it.  It was packed full of hundred dollar bills and there was also a key chain with a key on it.  I counted the money and it came to $118,600 dollars.  I wondered why mom hadn’t put it in the bank and then I realized that she couldn’t.  That much money would have raised questions about where it came from and I’m sure that mom wouldn’t have wanted people to know what she did to earn it.  Also if she didn’t want to pay taxes on it she wouldn’t want to put it into a bank.  I wondered about the key and then it occurred to me that it might be a key to a safe deposit box.

I set the box on top of the dresser and finished taking the bed apart and moving it to the garage with all thoughts of selling it gone.  I didn’t need the money anymore so I’d give Goodwill a call.  I took six hundred out of the box and then put the box in the bottom drawer of my dresser under my underwear and socks.

I had Tuesday off at the cafeteria so after my last class I drove downtown to the bank that mom had kept her accounts in.  I asked for Mr. Byrns who was the man who had handled things when mom died and I had to get access to her accounts.  He confirmed that the key I had was to one of their safe deposit boxes and since he had been the one the attorney had dealt with he knew I had the legal right to the box.  He turned me over to a woman who took me to the room where the boxes were and then left me in private.

I opened the box and found more money.  A quick count showed that there was over a hundred and fifty thousand in the box and there were also several gold coins and a few small gold bars.  I had no idea what the gold was worth, but with the box I found under mom’s bed and what was in the safe deposit box I had over a half a million dollars and I still had 200K coming from the sale of the house.  Talk about a turn-about in circumstances!  I put everything back in the box and treated myself to a steak dinner before going to meet Samantha.

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When I got to Samantha’s she said, “Tonight we will shoot the episode where Mike brings over a friend of his with him.  We will start with you eating me out after the two men finish with me.  I’ve made a change in the way we are going to shoot the actual threesome scene.  They are going to ridicule you and I’m going to lay there smiling as they do it.  Then one of them will say something about you not being man enough or maybe not having a dick big enough to satisfy a woman like me.

“I treat you like shit because you are mine and I can, but you are my husband and I have to draw a line on how others treat you so I will tell you to drop your pants and show your package which is bigger than Mike’s and his friends.  Then I’ll call you over to me and take you in my mouth and then say that you taste better too.”

She was silent for a moment and then said, “No.  Never mind the taste thing.  I’ll do that the night I pick up the two men at the bar.  Do you think you can do the cock insert thing tonight?”

“I did it before and it didn’t kill me.”

“I’ll want you to prep my ass for one of them.  We good to go?”

“Can do.”

We shot the scene where I had to suck the goop out of her and then we shot my opening the door and letting Mike and his friend in.  I did put Mike’s cock in her and I prepped her ass for the guy playing Mike’s friend and I even guided him into her.  Then I went and let Fran take care of my hard on.  I got nasty looks from Ivy, but I ignored her.

Then Fran and Ivy had to go to work on Mike and Ralph (the guy playing Mike’s friend) and get them up again so they could finish the shoot.  While that was going on I went and saw Samantha to give her the bad news.

“I’m not going to do any more after the cuck series.  I’ve finally got a buyer for the house and I’m not going to need the money.”

“You are going to stay with me until we finish the series right?  I mean even if we go beyond the original six?”

“I’ll sty until the end.  I have an idea for the girl’s night out episode.”

“What is it?”

“I assume you have other female actors?”

“I do.”

“Bring one of them home with you from the girl’s night out.  Her and maybe three guys instead of two.  She does one while you do the other two.  She finishes hers and wants more.  She sees me leave the room and while you aren’t looking she follows me out to where I’m sitting on the couch.  She tries to seduce me and I fight it and make a big speech about how I can’t cheat on you.”

“Okay, but how about this.  She listens to your speech, but then gets aggressive.  You put up a token resistance and she gets your cock out and starts sucking it.  You let her get away with it for a while before pushing her away and getting up and running out of the room.  We can use it to set up your affair.  Your thinking will be that if Mimi could get you up and into doing it even after your speech some other girl could do it also, but you would have to do it away from the house where I wouldn’t know about it.    Then you rationalize it believing that the only reason you ran away from Mimi is because you were afraid that I would come into the room and catch you.”

“That will work.”

“I don’t need you any more tonight, but see if you can come over and hour or so earlier tomorrow.  I have some things I want to talk about, but right now I have to get back to work.  The envelope on the dresser has your five hundred for this week in it.”

I got the envelope and on my way out I stopped and asked Fran if she was doing anything Friday and she said she wasn’t so I asked her out and she said yes. We set a time and I left.

The next day after my first two classes I went to the cafeteria and gave them a weeks notice.  They weren’t upset because it happened all the time as a student’s circumstances changed.  Also they had a waiting list of students who needed financial aid.

I was on my way to my next class when my phone rang.  I answered it and it was Tony from Empire Realty.

“I’ve got an offer on your house and it is for the full asking price.”

“All I’ve got to say to that is when do we close?”

I had to turn the phone off before I went into my class and I didn’t remember to turn it back on until I was on my way home after my last class.  I had two missed messages and a voicemail.  I listened to the voicemail first and it was from a furniture store wanting to set up a delivery date.  They were also one of the missed messages.  I called and set up a time for them to make their delivery on Thursday.  I called the other missed message and found that it was from Merry Maids and I set up a time to meet their representative at the same time as the furniture delivery.

Wednesday after classes and my cafeteria shift I went over to Sam’s place and got there an hour and a half early.  She greeted me in a bathrobe and I could see that she had on high heels and nylons.  When the door closed behind me I heard her say, “Herm?” and I turned to look at her and saw that the bathrobe was on the floor.

“I don’t have anything to talk to you about Herm.  I just want to ask you for something.”

“What?”

“I want you to make love to me.  I don’t want to be fucked.  I want to be treated the way you treated me that Saturday night.  Please Herm?  Make love to me?”

I was going to say no?

As we dressed and got ready for the crew to arrive I had to ask, “What just happened here?”

“I told you.  I’m paying my way to my PhD by fucking on film, but that’s all I ever get is fucked.  I’m just a piece of meat to the actors and I’m no different from most other women in that I want some tenderness, some sort of emotional connection.  I got that from you our first time and I wanted more.”

Just then we heard, “Anyone home?” from the front room.  The crew had started to arrive.  I got another surprise that night.  The girl who was going to be the one to come home with Sam from the girl’s night out was Diane who was a girl who was in two classes with me.  I had asked her out several times and she had always politely turned me down.  She was as surprised to see me as I was to see her.  I wondered how many of my other fellow classmates Sam had on her payroll.

The first scene was done quickly.  Bonnie told me that she was going out for the evening with her girlfriends.

“I probably won’t be coming home alone so don’t go to bed early.  I might need you.”

“Yes dear” I said and the scene was over.

The next scene was me sucking the goo out of Bonnie after she had fucked the three guys who came home with her.  I was getting used to the mixture from the turkey baster, but it was never going to become a favorite of mine.  The next scene was the five coming home from the night out and then the five of them undressing.  When Bonnie was naked she told me to:

“Come on over here Bobby and get me ready for Rod.”

“Yes dear” I said as I knelt and licked her pussy for a minute and then she said, “Put him in me Bobby and then go sit on your chair.”

I did it and then sat on the chair as Bonnie and Mimi (Diane’s film name) and the three guys played on the bed.  Watching did get me hard and I got John’s attention and pointed at my crotch.  He got the message and the camera swung toward me as I took out my cock and started to beat my meat. 

Bonnie was doing two and the third guy was doing Mimi.  The two guys on Bonnie came and when they got off of her she said:

“That was nice wasn’t it Bobby?  Did you like watching?”

“Yes dear.”

“Be a good boy Bobby and get us some refreshments.  I’ll have a white wine and I suppose Mimi will want one too and you can get the men some beers.”

She put emphasis on the words ‘boy’ and ‘men’ and I meekly said, “Whatever you wish dear” and I left the bedroom.  I came back with a tray that had two glasses of white wine and three Pabst Blue Ribbon on it.  The five sipped their drinks and then Bonnie started sucking one guy and another moved behind her and started taking her doggie.  Mimi was trying to get the third guy up, but the camera angle made it look like he wasn’t responding.

I got up and left the room and went into the living room and sat down on the couch.  The crew came in and started setting up and while they were doing that Sam was explaining to Diane what was supposed to happen in the scene.  While all that was going on Fran and Ivy were working on the three guys in the bedroom.  John looked at me and asked if I was ready and I nodded a yes and he called out “Rolling.”

Mimi, still naked came into the room and sat down beside me on the couch.  She reached over and ran a hand over the bulge in my trousers as she said:

“My guy left me hanging baby.  Can you help me out?”

“Help you?  How?”

“You’ve got a stiffy under those pants honey and I’ve got a nice warm place where you can put it.”

“You mean have sex with you?”

“Good idea huh?”

“Oh no; I couldn’t do that.  I can’t cheat on Bonnie.”

“Get serious!  She’s in the next room cheating on you wholesale and you are telling me that you can’t do a little of what she is doing?  She’s married to you and fucking other guys honey and that’s called cheating.”

“But it isn’t cheating.  It is her way of testing my love for her.  Letting her do what she wants without complaint shows her how much I love her.”

“So she should let you do what she does so that you can see how much she loves you right?”

“Oh no. She told me that if I really love her I’ll never look at another woman.”

“So don’t look at me honey.  Just close your eyes and I’ll do the rest.”

She pulled my zipper down and reached in for my cock, but I pushed her away and said:

“No!  I can’t” and I got up and rushed out of the room.  Just as I cleared the doorway I heard John call out “Cut!”

I went back into the room and John came up to me and said, “Sam tells me that you are bailing out on us.”

“Not until this series is done.”

“You won’t reconsider?”

“I might.  I just don’t know.  I only got involved because I needed the money, but I don’t need it any more.”

“I hope you change your mind.  You are a natural and you have a feel for it.  Got some damned good ideas too.”

Diane, the girl playing Mimi came up and said, “I saw you sitting on the chair whacking off.  It looked good to me.  Will I ever get the chance to try it?”

“I’ve asked you out a half dozen times over the last year and a half, but you have always said no.”

“That was then.  You are part of my life now.  I hold myself to only dating guys I work with.  I love sex and if I didn’t hold only to guys I work with and who I know aren’t going to be running around and blabbing about me I’d have reputation that no girl in her right mind would want.  So, what do you say?”

“Can I have a rain check?  Right now I’ve got so much going on that I don’t know what night’s I’m going to have free.”

“Just keep me in mind sugar.”

“I will.  I promise.”

And I would, but I’d already committed to Fran for Friday and I was hoping that Friday night would lead to Saturday, but then I thought with Fran I’d only be getting blow job.  With Diane I would be able to get some pussy.  I asked her for her phone number and she gave it to me.

The next night was the poker night gangbang and it went pretty much like the first poker game only with some differences.  We did the usual eat out Bonnie after her being fucked scene and then as we played cards the guys talked about how hot my wife was and how lucky I was to have a babe like that.  About five hands into the game one of the guys asked where she was and I muttered:

“In the bedroom.”

“Why is she there?  She should be getting us some beers.”

Just then Bonnie walked in wearing a bathrobe.  “You want beers?” she asked.  “I thought I’d offer you a different kind of refreshment” and she let the robe fall to floor and stood there naked except for high heels.  I got a stricken look on my face and said:

“Please Bonnie; don’t d……”

“Stop whining Bobby.  You keep whining and I’ll start getting the idea that you don’t love me.  Deal each man a card Bobby.  High man goes first and then the rest according to their cards.”

I sat there staring at her until she snapped, “Do it Bobby!”

I kept my head down as I dealt out the cards.  “Hot damn!” one of the players said.  “An ace and I thought I wasn’t lucky at cards.”  He got up and Bonnie led him to the bedroom.  Then the other guys all got up and followed to watch.

There was a short break while the crew set up in the bedroom.  One camera stayed on me and after everyone had followed Bonnie into the bedroom she came back alone and said:

“I’m going to need you in the bedroom Bobby.”

“Why are you doing this to me Bonnie?  I work with these guys and I have to face them every day.”

“Get in the damned bedroom Bobby or you won’t be getting any pussy for a month!”

She turned and headed for the bedroom and when she was out of the room I muttered:

“Maybe not from you.”

I stared at the door for a minute and said out loud to myself, “I’m beginning to wonder if you love me at all” and then I got up and followed her.

All the guys were naked and Bonnie and Bonnie said to me, “A couple of these guys aren’t sure that you are okay with this Bobby. Show them that it is all right with you.”

“How?”

“You know how Bobby.”

I stood there and stared at her until she said, “Don’t you love me any more Bobby?”

I swallowed, walked over to the guy who had drawn the ace and who was standing by Bonnie.  I took a deep breath and then took his cock and guided it into Bonnie.  Once he was in her and stroking Bonnie told me to go sit on my chair until she needed me to do something.  I did as I was told, but this time I didn’t pull out my dick.  I sat there and tried to have an unhappy look on my face.

The first guy finished and the second guy took his place.  Halfway through the second guy’s turn a guy said:

“She can do more than one.  How about we make her airtight?”

The second guy finished and joined the first guy in the living room where Fran and Ivy went to work on getting them ready to come back for more.

On the bed the other three guys worked an unresisting Bonnie into position and then they took her ass, mouth and pussy.  I decided to do some play acting and I sat on my chair and watched and tried to look like I was crying.  Trying to fake crying isn’t easy, but I think I managed to at least look like it was what I was feeling.

The five guys rotated between Sam, Fran and Ivy for the next hour and then we wrapped for the night.  Sam asked me if I had any plans for Saturday and I told her no.

“Care to have dinner with me?  Maybe a few drinks and some dancing?”

“I’d like that.”

“Meet me at the Hilton?”

“No.  I’ll pick you up here at seven.”

“I thought you didn’t have a car.”

“I do now.”

“Okay.  Seven it is.”

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Thursday my last class was at two so I was home by four.  At five the furniture company arrived with the new bed and a matching dresser and vanity table.  While they were carrying things into the house two women from Merry Maids showed up and I took them through the house.  After they had looked over everything they told me that they would be doing the house every Wednesday and then one of them took a list out of her purse and went looking through the kitchen cupboards and refrigerator.  She saw the curious look on my face and said:

“I’ve got a list of what Mrs. Baxton wants in the way of groceries and I’m looking to see if you have any of it so I don’t have to buy it.”

After everyone was gone I went up to the bedroom and set things up the way I thought Linda would like it and then I went and worked on my homework until it was time for bed.

Friday I worked my last shift at the cafeteria and when classes were over I went home and dressed for my date with Fran.  I picked her up at seven and we had dinner and then went to the Brass Rail which was a country western place.  We had a good time and we were there until the place closed. 

In the parking lot before I even started the car Fran was next to me and pulling my zipper down.  I decided to sit there and enjoy it rather than get a hummer while driving.  The girl did know how to please a man with her mouth.  When I took her home we made another date for Sunday night.

Saturday I did yard work around the house until it was time for me to get ready for my date with Sam.  I picked her up and we went to Duke’s Steak house for dinner.  I intended to take her dancing, but when I asked her where she would like to go she said:

“To bed.”

“To bed?”

“I can’t help it baby; I like making love with you.”

“Okay then; to bed it is.”

I drove to the house and we went inside.  Sam looked around and said, “Nice.  Do you think we might be able to shoot the episode where you cheat on me here?”

“I guess we could.”

“Where is the bedroom?”

“In a hurry?”

“Damned right I am.”

I led her upstairs and just before I was getting ready to take her into the master bedroom I had the sudden thought that I shouldn’t.  Linda had purchased that king sized bed and she should be the first person to make love on it so I steered Sam into what used to be my room.  Sam noticed and asked why we hadn’t gone into that room.

“That’s Linda’s room.”

“Who is Linda?”

“Tell you later.  Right now I can’t wait to see that black dress hit the floor.”

I slowly undressed her and then as she sat on the edge of the bed and watched as I undressed.  When I was naked she laid back, smiled and waited for me to join her.  We made slow, easy love three times before falling asleep snuggled up to each other.

In the morning after a shower following some wake up love making Sam asked:

“Okay, so who is Linda.”

I explained Linda to her and she looked at me incredulously.  “You are a male escort?”

“Used to be, but not any more.  Starting next week I’ll be a kept boy toy.”

“I can’t believe it.  It is just too wild.”

I shrugged and asked, “Where do you want to have breakfast?”

“Some place close so we can hurry back.  I’m not done with you yet.  An escort; oh wow!”

Over breakfast she pumped me for the story and I told her how it started.  “Your own mother was your pimp?”

“I guess you could call her that, but it was more like she was the owner of an escort service.”

Then she wanted to know many women I’d slept with as an escort and when I told her around fifty she exclaimed:

“Oh my God.  No wonder you were so at ease doing porn with me.  So this Linda got your cherry?”

“She did indeed.”

“And she was the one who taught you how to take care of a woman?”

“Indeed she did.”

“If I ever meet her I’ve got to remember to thank her.”

We finished eating and went back to the house where Sam insisted that I show her more of what Linda taught me.  It was a thoroughly exhausted Herman that took Sam home that night.  I walked her to her door and she kissed me.  The kiss turned passionate and Sam led me into the house where I found out that I wasn’t as exhausted as I’d thought. 

It wasn’t until I was almost home that I remembered that I was supposed to have taken Fran out that night.  I thought of calling her and telling her some story that might get me off the hook, but then I realized that she and Sam talked and Sam just might mention our date.  I decided on a half truth and called her and told her I’d been in a meeting with Sam over the series and we had gotten so into the planning that I’d forgotten the time.  I promised to make it up to her later.

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Monday I was home from class around three and I sat down at the kitchen table to work on a paper I had to turn in for my Strategic Management class.   At four forty-five my phone made the weird noise that passed for ringing and it was Linda.

“Hi lover.  Miss me?”

“You know it.”

“Just touching base with you.  I’m going to be very busy the next couple of days and may not be able to get back to you so I thought I might give you a heads up now.  My flight gets in at six-forty on Thursday.  You can park in the waiting area and I’ll call you as soon as I have my bags.  Pick me up at the United arrival area.  Okay?”

“Will do.”

This is a hell of a time to bring it up, but it never occurred to me to ask before.  I know you said no when I asked you if you had a girlfriend, but who was that lovely thing I saw you with at the Hilton?”

“Samantha?  I guess you could call her my boss.”

“Really?  What kind of work are you doing for her.”

What the hell I thought, she knows I was basically a male prostitute so why not tell her?  So I did.

“Oh dear.  Can you get out of it?”

“I suppose I could, but why?”

“Because I have plans for you baby.  When you graduate I want to bring you in to my company.  In fact I was going to offer you a summer internship in my office there.”

“So why would that make me want to leave Sam?”

“Because you will be dealing with the public and someone who watches that stuff might recognize you and that wouldn’t be good for your business reputation.”

“Well the damage is done.  I’ve already made five and they have been aired.  Besides, I did promise Sam I would stay until the series was finished.”

“Try to get out of it baby.  Limit the damage.”

“I don’t think I can Linda.  I gave Sam my word and I always stand behind my word.”

“I’ve got to go honey; we can talk some more on Thursday.  Looking forward to seeing you lover.  Bye.”

As I closed the phone I thought about it.  Was risking a job working for Linda worth going back on my word?  I knew the answer before I finished the thought.  No it wasn’t.  A man’s word had to be worth something if he was to have any self respect at all.

The phone rang again at six-twenty and it was Sam wanting to know if I’d eaten yet and when I said no she invited me over to her place.

“I made spaghetti and as usual I made more than I can eat by myself.  Besides, I want to talk about the next two episodes.”

“What time?”

“As soon as you can get here.”

Twenty minutes later I was sitting at Sam’s kitchen table eating spaghetti with meat sauce and garlic bread and as we ate we talked about the next episodes in the cuckold series.  The next was going to be an eight man gangbang instead of the seven that had originally been planned.  Sam had gotten some emails from subscribers asking if she was racist because none of the actors in her films were black so two of the studs in the gangbang were going to be black.  What was going to make it different than the poker gangbang was that there wasn’t going to be a poker game.  It was going to be set up by phone by Abe who was going to call, say he had heard about what had happened at the last game and ask her if she would like to do another one with a few more guys.

“Can you think of a way to make it work as far as the image of you is concerned?”

I’ given her my word that I would stay with her until the series ended, but that didn’t mean that I couldn’t try to end it.  I bit the bullet and told Sam about my talk with Linda.

“I promised you that I’d stay with the series, but I see Linda’s point about how it could affect my career in her business.  I’d like to end the series with just two more episodes after the gangbang.”

“You don’t have to do any more at all Herm.  I see where she is coming from and she is right.  If your career is dealing with the public you should do what she said and limit your exposure.”

“I know, but I can’t go back on my promise to you.  I want to finish the series, but I’d like to suggest a few changes.”

“Okay, let’s hear them.  Your instincts have been good so far.”

“Use the gangbang to set up the episode where I cheat on you.  I’ll overhear you talking to Abe and you will disparage me.  Call me a wimp and say that you only put up with me because it turns you on to fuck over me.  Say something like “If I could find a real man I’d move him in and kick Bobby out on his ass.”  We do a split screen thing so both sides of the conversation can be seen and heard.  Abe might say something like “I thought you loved him” and you’ll say “I don’t love him; I love fucking over the wimp shit.”  I chop up a bunch of onions so that when the camera cuts to me I’ll be crying.  I’ll suck it up and not let you know that I overheard you.

“When we do the gangbang I’ll refuse to do some of the things you’ll ask me to do and then you will snarl at me and tell me to get out of the room and say something like “Get used to your hand.  It will be a long, long time before you get another taste of my pussy.”

“The next episode will be all me and another girl.  We will make it look like it has been going on for a while.  The bedroom at the end of the hall is set up as a home office and we can make it look like a work place.  We can so it so that it looks like I’m setting up a date with a girl I work with.  We can make my patio look like a sidewalk café where the girl and I have lunch and I tell her my woes and have it go from there.

“We can do the sex scenes at my place and make it look like the girl and I have gotten it on several times – changes of clothes and things like that – and that will set up my confrontation with Bonnie.  The last episode will be the confrontation between the two of you.  If we do it right the series will end with me looking like I’ve got a set of balls.  That way if while working for Linda I ever deal with some one who has seen the series they won’t think of me as a hopeless wuss.”

“Sounds good.  We can make it work.  Speaking of making things work would you like your dessert here on the kitchen table or in the bedroom?”

“Silly girl.  The bedroom of course.  If I had it on the kitchen table it would just be a fuck and you and I don’t do that.  Right?”

“Oh you are a silver tongued devil aren’t you?

I ended up spending the night and waking up snuggled up to Sam felt real nice.  I had to make a mad dash to my place to get my books and then rush to make my first class, but I did feel that it was worth it.

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Tuesday the first thing we did was shoot the scene where Bonnie talked to Abe.  It went pretty much as Sam and I had talked about.  She shot me through the grease and the camera cut to me where I was standing and listening to the phone call.  Because of what I’d done with the onions I did have real tear or two on my face.

The next scene shot was me answering the doorbell and letting Abe and his two black friends in.

“Hi Bobby” Abe cheerfully said, “Meet Jason and Terrel.  Bonnie asked us to stop by.  Where is she anyway?”

“In the kitchen” I said in a tone that left no doubt about how I was feeling.

“You are okay with this right?”

“Oh yeah Abe; it just makes my day” and I walked off and left them there.”

Next two scenes were me answering the doorbell to let the other players in and then a scene were Bonnie called me into the kitchen.

“Fix the drinks for our guests Bobby while I go and get ready for them.”

“Yes dear.”

While I was making the drinks Jason came up to me and said, “You are sure one fucked up white boy to put up with this shit.”

I looked at him, shrugged, and then said, “You are just so right.”

I handed everyone their drinks and then left the room.  The next scene was Bonnie calling me into the bedroom and saying:

“A couple of these guys are pretty big Bobby and I know you don’t want me to hurt so loosen me up down there.  Eat my pussy and get me ready for them.”

I ate her pussy for a couple of minutes and then she pushed me away and told me to go sit on my chair.  I got up and walked right by the chair and out of the room.

“Bobby!!  You get back in here.  Now!!!  Right now Bobby.  Get your ass on that chair!!!”

 I turned around and went back and sat on the chair and did my best to look sullen.  On the bed Bonnie had a cock in her pussy, a cock in her mouth and she had her eyes on me.  As she sucked and fucked she winked at me and I just sneered at her and sat there.  The guy fucking Bonnie came and the guy in her mouth moved down to sink his hard cock into her snatch.  While the movements were taking place Bonnie said:

“See how real men handle a woman Bobbie?  Don’t you wish you could do it?”

I said nothing and just sat there and stared at her.  About twenty minutes later as one of the black guys moved up to take his turn with her Bonnie said:

“I want him in my ass Bobbie.  Come on over here and get me ready for him.”

I went to the dresser and got the bottle of KY and went over and started working my thumb and fingers into her butt hole.  While I was doing that she was sucking Abe’s cock.  I very quietly pulled down my zipper with my left hand while working on her ass with my right.  I got my hard cock out and then before anyone knew what was happening I leaned forward and pushed my cock into Bonnie’s ass.  I didn’t ease it in; I just shoved it in.  I wasn’t afraid of hurting her because I’d had her ass several times and she was used to it and my thumb and fingers had her ready.

My adlib movement registered and Bonnie took her mouth off Abe’s cock and yelled at me.  “God damn you Bobby!  You know you aren’t supposed to do that to me.  Get off me Bobby!  You hear me Bobby?  You get off me right now!”

I reluctantly pulled out of her as I said, “At least now I can say I’ve been there.”

“Get your ass on that chair you shit.  You are going to pay for that little stunt.”  I moved back to my chair with a smile on my face and sat there and watched the rest of the gangbang.  The men were dressing to leave as one of the black guys was finishing fucking her and when he pulled out Bonnie said:

“Get over here and clean me out Bobby.”

I got up from my chair and walked over to her as she spread her legs wide.  When I got to her I adlibbed again and said:

“You know that chocolate gives me hives” and I walked past her and out of the room.

Bonnie yelled “Get your ass back in here Bobby.  Right now or you will be sorry you were ever born.”  I didn’t go back and she yelled, “You hear me Bobby?  Get your worthless ass back in here” and then I heard John call out “Cut.”

Fran was taking care of my hard on when John came into the room and asked:

What happened in there?  What happened to the happy wimp?”

Fran hummed away as I said, “Didn’t Sam tell you about the change to the end of the series??”

“Not a word.”

“You need to get with her.”

As I said that I felt my knees go weak and I said, “Excuse me, but I have something I have to take care of” and I grabbed Fran’s head with both hands and held her as my load pulsed out of my cock and into her waiting mouth.  I felt her mouth and throat movements as she swallowed.  When I was limp she let my cock fall from her lips and then she stood up and kissed me.

“I hope you noticed that I made an exception for you.”  I gave her a confused look and she said:

“I once told you that after sucking a cock that came out of an ass it had to be washed before I would suck it and before I would kiss someone.”

I hadn’t given it any thought, but she was right.  I had been in Sam’s ass and hadn’t washed my cock before Fran sucked it and she had kissed me when she finished.

  “Why” I asked.

“Why what?”

“Why did you do it?”

“You are becoming special to me Herm and I wanted to see if I was special enough to you that you would overlook it.”

“If you hadn’t told me I doubt that I would have even given it a thought.  What do you mean when you say that I’m becoming special to you?”

“Oh come on Herm, you can’t be that dense.  I feel that there could be something between us.  You are the first guy I have ever been with that I’ve had thoughts about making the long hall with.”

I didn’t know what to say to that.  I liked Fran, but not in that way, but how do you tell a girl that when she is giving you some pretty damned good blow jobs.  I decided that the easy way out was for me to lie.

“I thought you knew that I’m engaged to be married.”

“Then why are you always trying to date girls?”

“Sandy goes to UCLA in California and we both like sex so we have an understanding.  We are each free to play around until she graduates and comes back here.”

I saw disappointment register on Fran’s face and then she turned and walked away.

“Is that true?” I heard from behind me and I turned and saw Sam standing there.

“No, but it was easier than telling her that I wasn’t interested in being her special guy.”

“Why not?  She is a pretty sexy looking lady.  She’s smart and when she gets her degree she is going to do well in her field.  Those are all pretty good things to have in a woman and there is the plus that she is obviously interested in you.”

“Yes there is all that, but there is also an insurmountable obstacle in the way.”

“And that is?”

“She made a promise to her mom that she intends to keep.  I understand that, but I can’t buy into it.”

“What does that mean?”

“I won’t marry a woman unless I know that we are sexually compatible and that means that the woman I marry isn’t going to be a virgin when she walks down the aisle.  I may be a bit young to be such a cynic, but I’ve seen several marriages crater because of sexual issues.  A lot of my clients back in the day were survivors of such marriages.”

“So tell her that.”

“Can’t.  What if she decides to throw away her promise to her mom and we don’t click?  No; I think it best not to start anything.”

Sam shrugged and then said, “We need to talk about the shoot tomorrow.  Stick around and we can talk after everyone leaves.”

I picked up a magazine from the coffee table and read it until everyone was gone and I heard Sam say:

“I don’t really want to talk about tomorrows shoot.”

I looked up from the magazine to see her standing in the doorway naked except for a pair of strappy ‘come fuck me’ heels.

“I don’t know how you feel about being the last man to ride the train, but I did douche and brush my teeth.  I need what you give me Hermie.  Especially tonight.  I’ve never felt more like just a piece of meat than I do tonight.  I need some loving baby; not some fucking.”

As he held out her hand to me and I stood up and took it and she led me to the bedroom.

It was another morning when I had to make a mad dash to get to my classes on time.

++++++++++++++++++++++

Wednesday night the shoot took place at my house and I met Shayna.  Shayna was going to play the part of Celia who was the girl I would have my affair with.

We shot several scenes that looked like we were at work talking.  Celia was supposed to be my secretary and she had a crush on me.  There were a couple of scenes to establish that we had a work relationship and once that was set up we moved on to other scenes.

In one scene she came into the office and found me crying and she rushed to put her arms around me and comfort me.  I broke down and told her about Bonnie and what she was doing to me.

“That bitch!  You need to get rid of the slut and get someone who will love you and appreciate you.”

There were a couple of scenes shot on my patio which had been made to look like a sidewalk café and in one of those scenes Celia said:

“The next time she pulls that crap you leave and come over to my place.  You don’t have to stay there and put up with that shit.”

I had a three car garage and we put three cars in it and filmed from an angle that made it look like a parking structure in the city and Celia and I sat in the Escalade and necked.  The entire evening was shot setting up the scene where Celia and I would first make love.

When we were done and people were leaving Sam stuck around and when every one was gone she just looked at me and asked “Please?”

“Okay, but it will only be once.  Linda will be here tomorrow and I need to be able to take care of her.”

“You sound like you have feelings for her.”

“I do.  She is one hell of a lady and I owe her a lot.”

“I do too.  Owe her a lot I mean.  I’m serious.  I want to meet the woman who built you.  Come on baby; take me to bed.”

+++++++++++++++++++++++

Thursday I cut my last class so I could make it to the airport on time to pick up Linda.  On the drive home I told Linda she had a fan who she had never met her or seen her.

“You have to explain that one to me.”

I told her about what Sam had said.

“Really?  She wants to meet me?  I think I’d like to meet her.  I’ve never met a porn star.  Invite her to join us for dinner Saturday.”

“You are serious?”

“Of course I am.”

We talked about the cleaning service and the job they did on Wednesday.  I told her I couldn’t find fault with what they did:

“But what do I know.  I’m a guy and house cleaning isn’t something that I’m up on.  They did bring a lot of groceries though which brings up the question.  Have you eaten yet?  Should we stop someplace?”

“No, if they stocked the place like I asked them to there should be the makings of a small salad.  Will that work for you?”

“As long as there is Bleu Cheese dressing.”

 “There should be.  That is my favorite also so it was on the list I gave them.”

I told her about shooting scenes at the house and how Sam agreed with her about limiting my exposure and I told her why I wanted to stay with the series and how I wanted to finish it.

“The damage has already been done in the first three episodes which have been posted for viewing.  If I finish the series that way Sam and I agreed on it may mitigate some of the damage and I’ll come out of it looking like a stud with some balls.”

“Silly boy.  You are a stud and I’m rather fond of your balls.”

When we got home Linda whipped us up a small salad and when we finished eating Linda asked:

“Is it too early for dessert?”

As we headed to the bedroom she asked, “Did I guess right on the mattress?  It isn’t too hard or too soft is it?”

“I don’t know.”

“What do you mean you don’t know?”

“I’ve not slept on it yet.  You bought it so I have been waiting for you to break it in.”

She gave me a funny look and then said, “I never knew that about you.”

“Knew what about me?”

“That you had a sensitive side when it came to things like that.  That is just so sweet of you.”

Break it in we did and I’m surprised we didn’t break it while breaking it in.  It was two in the morning before I finally fell into an exhausted sleep and as I faded away Linda was still trying to get me up again.

I didn’t really want to get up in the morning, but Reynolds was notorious for hitting the class with pop quizzes and they accounted for twenty-five percent of your grade so I forced myself out of bed.

Linda was already up and in the kitchen.  “Coffees ready and the French toast will be ready in about five minutes.  Sleep okay?”

“Like the dead.  Explain to me if you can how a woman your age can take a man my age – I’m supposed to be in my prime after all– and reduce him to a worn out husk.”

“Easy.  Mine doesn’t shrink and quit like yours does.”

She handed me a couple of pills and said, “Here; take these.”

“What are they?”

“Vitamins.  You need them.  Last night was just the preview of coming attractions.  What are your plans for the weekend?”

“Didn’t make any.  I kept the entire weekend open for you.”

“In that case I think we will stay in.  Don’t forget to call your lady friend and invite her over.”

“My lady friend?”

“The one who wants to thank me.”

“Oh.  You mean Sam.”

“I’ll drop you off at school since I’m going to need the car all day.  I probably won’t get in until seven or so.  Rest up lover; you are going to have a busy night ahead of you.”

I knew that Sam had a nine o’clock in Harris Hall so I was waiting for her outside the classroom door when she got there.  I told her Linda wanted her to come to dinner on Saturday and she was surprised, but said she wouldn’t miss it.  I told her six and she said she would be there and then she kissed me.

“Why did you do that?”

“A couple of clowns in this class keep hitting on me.  They are looking at us right now and I just let them know that I’m all ready taken.”

“All ready taken?”

“They won’t know any different.  Just play along.”

I took her in my arms and planted a long passionate kiss on her lips and when I broke the kiss she gave me a look I couldn’t decipher and then turned and went into class as I took off and headed for Stafford Hall and my next class.

I had dinner ready when Linda came in at a quarter to seven.  It was just scalloped potatoes and ham with green beans, but Linda behaved like it came from a four star restaurant.

“I’m not used to a man who can cook.  Bob, bless his heart, could barely boil the water her made his tea with.”

“Mom insisted that I learn to cook.  She felt that I might never get married to a girl who could cook and I’d end up starving to death.”

We ate and when the dirty dishes were in the dishwasher she said, “Okay lover, you know what I want for dessert.”

It was another exhausting night and thankfully I didn’t have to get up and go to class the next day.  Linda had a morning meeting that she had to go to so she was gone when I got out of bed.  I worked on a paper that was due until four-thirty and then I started dinner.  Linda got home at five and asked me what I was doing and I told her I was getting dinner ready.

“I planned on cooking tonight.”

“I didn’t know what time you would be getting home and I told Samantha dinner at six.  You can do the cooking tomorrow.”

“We have time for a quickie?”

“When have we ever done it quick?  Non-stop is how I remember it.”

“Poor baby.  I’ll take it easy on you.”

We had just finished showering and dressing when the doorbell rang.  I answered it and Sam took one look at me, grinned, and then said:

“I know what you were doing.”

I blushed and stepped aside to let her in as Linda came up to us.  I introduced them and we all walked into the kitchen with the two of them talking like they were friends who hadn’t seen each other in a long time.

When we got to the kitchen Linda asked me when dinner would be ready.  I looked at my watch and said:

“Half an hour.”

“Fine.  That gives us enough time for you to run to the liquor store and get a nice red wine to go with dinner.  Maybe a Merlot or a Cabernet Sauvignon.”

She turned to Samantha and asked if she was a wine drinker and Sam said yes so Linda said:

“Maybe you should get two or three bottles.”

I said okay and left.  I wasn’t dumb and I knew the wine thing was to get me out of the way so the girls could talk and as I drove to the store I wondered what Linda was going to talk about that she didn’t want me to know about.

When I got back to the house with six bottles of wine I found the two women in the home office on the computer.  They were watching Samantha’s “I Make My Husband a Cuckold.”  They were watching the latest gangbang episode that Sam had either put up Friday or earlier that day.  I’d never pulled up the web site so I’d never seen any of the episodes, but then I wasn’t really interested in seeing them anyway.  As I walked into the room Linda was saying:

“That looks wild.  I’ve never done anything like that.  I wonder if I would like it.”

“Want to try it?” Sam asked.  “I could set it up for you.”

“Damn girl; the idea does turn me on, but I don’t know that I could actually do it.  The kinkiest I’ve ever been is to do Herm while my husband watched and told us what he wanted to see us do.”

“Well I do have to admit that gangbangs aren’t for everyone, but if you ever want to try let me know and I’ll make it happen.”

Sam noticed me and said, “What do you think Herm?  Want to see your lady pull a train?”

“Not really.”

“Why not” Linda asked, “Don’t you think I could do it?”

“No doubt in my mind that you could do it; I just wouldn’t want to watch.”

“Why not?”

“Because I’d want to ride the train, not watch it go by.”

Linda laughed and said, “You nasty boy you.”

“Me nasty?  I’m not the one thinking of doing a gangbang.  Come on you two; dinner is ready.”

Over dinner the conversation was general and covered topics like what Linda did and what Sam’s plans were when she finished school.  I don’t know why it came as a surprise to me when Samantha said:

“Find a job in the field of my studies, find a good man and start making babies.”

“What about your company” I asked.

“My company?”

“Your adult entertainment company.”

“I don’t have a company.  It is just me.  You don’t need to be a company to put up a web site and post things to it.”

“So what happens to it when you stop making films?”

“I just shut it down or sell it to someone.  It isn’t like it is my life’s work.  I only do it because I make enough money off of it to support myself and pay for my schooling.  PhD’s don’t come cheap.”

The Linda asked, “What are you looking for in a husband?”

“Someone with an open mind.  He will have to know about what I’ve done to get me through school and be able to handle it.”

“Why tell him?”

“Because sooner or later he would find out about all of the porn I’ve done and if he wasn’t the right kind of guy we would end up in a divorce.  Knowing up front and accepting it before saying “I do” will prevent a ton of problems.  Ideally he would even want to sit on the couch and watch me perform on the screen.”

“What are the odds on finding a man like that?”

“Pretty good.  I think I have already found him.”

“You have?  Tell us about him.”

“I can’t just yet.  I think he is the perfect man, but I need to find out a little more about him before I’m sure.”

The talk switched to Linda’s company and what she had in mind for me.  Linda said she didn’t yet know exactly where she was going to put me.

“Herm has a year and a half of school yet and things could change between now and when he graduates.  Where I’m going to put him will depend on where the economy is when he is ready to go to work.”  She turned to me and said, “You are going to intern with me over your summer break aren’t you?”

“I don’t know” I said.  “I’m seriously considering taking a full load over the summer term so I can move up my graduation date.”

“I can understand that” Linda said, “But I think you would get more out of interning in the office so that when you come on board you will already be up to speed on the place.”

“Maybe.  I still haven’t made up my mind.  I’ve only recently come into the financial shape that will allow me to go to summer classes.”

After dinner we polished off another bottle of the Cabernet and talked until Sam looked at her watch and said she needed to be going.  She and Linda exchanged hugs and cheek kisses and I walked Sam to her car.  She kissed me and said:

“I like her.  Can I see you Monday?”

“Sure.  What time?”

“I’ll have dinner ready by seven, but you can come as early as you would like.  You can always have dessert first you know.”

She kissed me again, got in her car and drove off.

“I guess I’m going to have to start looking for another stud” Linda said to me when I went back into the house.

“Why would you say that?”

“Because I already know who Sam’s perfect man is.”

“Who?”

“You.  She was looking right at you as she laid out what her perfect man had to be.  Besides, I could tell from the way she looked at you all night that she has you in her sights.  You are the target lover.  Women know these things and you can trust me on that.”

“I doubt it.  She is a couple of years older than me and besides, she hasn’t shown any interest in me other than I fit the profile of what she needed for her cuckold series.”

“Trust me lover; that girl has you down as her intended when it comes time to mail out the wedding invitations, but until then I still have you.  Ready for an early turn in?”

As Linda and I made love I wondered if she was right.  Was Sam thinking of me as her ideal husband?  No, I couldn’t see it.  I did have the right mindset as far as accepting what she was doing to pay her way through life, but me as a husband?  Nah!  I couldn’t see it.  Linda was dead wrong on that.

We were in bed until nine on Sunday.  After making leisurely morning love we got up and Linda fixed us breakfast.  Linda wanted to see the Museum of Modern Art so we spent the afternoon there, stopped at Griego’s for dinner and drinks and then headed home.  Linda’s flight was at six so we went to bed early, made love twice and then fell asleep cuddled up next to each other.

There was a moment of awkwardness when we reached the airport and Linda gave me an envelope with cash in it for my ‘weekend services’ and I wouldn’t take it.

“I’m living rent free in your house and eating groceries that you stocked the place with and I’m driving your car all the time you aren’t here.  That’s enough for me.”

“It is still your house Herm.  We haven’t closed yet.”

“I’m not going to quibble with you Linda.  Keep the envelope.”

She looked at me without speaking for several moments and then leaned forward and kissed me.

“See you in two weeks lover” and she got out of the car.  A porter took her bags and she waved just before disappearing into the terminal.

To be continued.