Laundro-Mat the end or the beginning you decide. 

The day following my last excursion to the studio I treated myself to a
long awaited hair-style and while I was at it I got it streaked as 
well. I looked very pretty. My husband didn't even notice. He was 
spending more and more hours in his home office working at his 
computer. I called the studio around Thursday and got no answer. On the 
weekend, after several more attempts,  I drove by. The building was 
vacant and had a for rent sign on it. On a whim I stopped at the  
Speedy Gas and went around to the side where the restrooms were. The 
filthy gas station guy came up to me and grabbed my ass right out in 
public. He told me Bill and Darrian bugged out. He thought it had to do 
with an under age model and the law but what ever the reason they had 
disappeared in the middle of the night. He was pissed because they had 
never given him the Video tape they had promised him. I left as soon as 
I could get away from his slimy pawing hands. Even as disgusting as I 
found him I was sopping wet and very ready. I almost went back but 
talked myself out of it. I promised myself I would tell my husband 
everything and hoped he would forgive me. I knew I needed to be 
dominated and with luck my husband would do it. 

That evening I put Junior to bed and had a nice romantic dinner with my
husband. He barely noticed. After he bolted down his dinner he went 
straight to his office. I wondered if he had found out already somehow. 
After taking my shower and changing into a cute little nightie and 
Satin robe I decided I just had to tell him. I walked to his office 
door and opened it. 

He was sitting with his back to the door and I could see the computer
screen in front of him over his shoulder, My husband had not heard me 
come in. On the screen was a slide show of me. It was obviously one 
that Bill had taken of me being thoroughly fucked by Darrian. I almost 
screamed I noticed his pants were undone and his dick was in his hand. 
I could tell he was close to orgasm. 

I let out a shriek and Ted, my husband, almost flew out of the chair.
His cock wilted immediately and he scrambled to try to close the 
window. I was sure I had been caught and the end of my married life was 
looming in my eyes. The surprising thing was Ted was trying to say he 
was sorry as he scrambled to pull up his pants and close the window on 
his computer. I was crying and he thought he had done something wrong. 
I was to paralyzed to do anything. 

I was slowly getting the color back in my face and was aware that Ted
was talking to me as I stood there. I finally began to understand what 
he was saying. Ted told me he was terribly sorry. He didn't mean for me 
to see the pictures and was sure I was going to leave him. Finally I 
asked what exactly he was looking at. He explained that late one night 
he found an Internet site of a Girl named Mellisa. She looked almost 
exactly like me. But I was prettier. By far. He told me she lived on 
the East coast and he never emailed her or chatted with her or anything 
other than look at her pictures.  I asked why when he had me in real 
life. He told me he knew I would never do the things Mellisa did and he 
fantasized about seeing me do them. I asked him again what he meant and 
he just hemmed and hawed till I again almost began to cry. And he 
finally blurted out he played with himself dreaming he was being forced 
to watch me do those things. I saw his face go from red to almost ashen 
white. It dawned on me just then that whoever Bill and Darrian had sold 
my pictures to made up some kind of Biography for me and called me 
Mellisa. 

My husband thought he had found a look alike and it turned him on to
think his sweet innocent wife was being bound and raped. I flushed but 
not from embarrassment or anger but from lust. My panties were sopping. 
I pushed him to his chair and told him to show me. He reluctantly sat 
down and opened up the Website. He began with some of the tamer 
pictures and told me again how sorry he was and begged for forgiveness. 
I kneeled behind his chair and ran my hand over his lap. He almost 
bolted. I slid my hand into his fly and fished out his semi hard Cock. 
I told him to make it start a slide show. As the pictures began I was 
stroking his dick. I asked him if he wanted to do those things to me. 
His breathing became ragged and he was rock hard in an instant. I took 
his hands and pulled them behind him. I took the satin sash of my robe 
and tied his hands crossed behind the chair. I whispered in his ear do 
you want to be forced to watch me get fucked.Ted kept his eyes glued to 
the screen. I pulled off my panties and stuffed them in his mouth. I 
told him now you can't complain as they tie me up and force me to suck 
cock. The pictures were getting more and more graphic. My husband was 
now watching me get sodomized by a black giant. His heavily veined cock 
could be clearly seen stretching my asshole. I began pumping my 
husbands cock in time to the pictures. I also began grinding my soaked 
pussy into his tied hands. I was whispering very dirty things into his 
ear. I realized I had never talked that way in fornt of my husband 
before. 

I asked him if it looked like my ass was getting fucked. I told him such
a big black cock would tear me. I asked if he wanted a big Nigger Dick 
to split me in half. As the scene shifted to Mellisa/Me getting fucked 
in the face and the ass at the same time my Husband started cumming. I 
too surged through a powerful orgasm. I untied him and told him I still 
loved him. He just sat there red faced with cum all over his chest and 
stomach. I then asked him if we could try some of those things 
together. He just asked could we really?? I said Only because I love 
you and  as long as you show me what Mellisa had done I would let him 
do it to me. He kissed me and as we walked to our Bedroom. He took the 
satin sash with him.