Chapter 2: The Realisation
Roy hears Liz opening the front door and he rushes to welcome her and gives her a long slow sensual kiss "Oh I've missed you honey, its so good to have you home".
Liz smiles and hugs him back "I've missed you too, you have no idea how much". Roy leads her to the living room and they sit on the couch, Liz looks at him and says "So what's been going on with you today?". Roy takes a deep breath and says "Well I've been doing some cleaning and I've made you a nice meal, so go unpack, have a bath and I'll be dishing up in the kitchen in about forty minutes". Liz kisses him on the cheek "Your the best, I'm starving" and she heads off upstairs.
Roy watches her go, his heart pounding in his chest. He knows he needs to keep his cool, to act normal, until he can confront her about what he's seen. He heads to the kitchen and starts to prepare the meal, his mind racing with thoughts of Liz and the films he's watched.
As he cooks, he can't help but think about the way she looked on screen, the way she moaned, the way her body responded to every touch. He's never seen her like that before, never even imagined it. He's always known she was beautiful, sexy even, but this was something else entirely. This was raw, primal, uninhibited.
And it was turning Roy on in a way he'd never experienced before. He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to watch her like this in person, to see her respond to another mans touch the way she did on screen.
He sets the table, pouring two glasses of wine, and takes a deep breath to calm himself. He needs to keep his cool, to act normal, until he can confront her about what he's seen.
Liz comes downstairs, her hair damp from the bath, wearing a silky robe that leaves little to the imagination. Roy's eyes linger on her for a moment, his mind flashing back to the images he'd seen earlier.
He takes a deep breath, pushing the thoughts aside, and forces a smile. "You look beautiful, Liz," he says, pulling out her chair for her.
Liz smiles back, her eyes sparkling. "Thank you, darling. I must say, this is a nice surprise. I wasn't expecting such a fancy meal." She takes a sip of her wine, her eyes scanning the table. "It smells delicious."
Roy sits down across from her, his hands fidgeting in his lap. "I wanted to do something special for you, to welcome you home." He takes a deep breath, his eyes meeting hers. They talk of her trip and how Roy's work has been so borring the last week without her and how he wished he could travel with her and get out of his dead end mind numming job, but it helps towards the bills and he's not sure how they would cope without her high flying income. The meal is soon finish and Roy suggests watching some TV before an early night as Liz must be exhausted from all the traveling. He opens a fresh bottle of wine and the two settle on the sofa.
Liz leans into him, her head resting on his shoulder. Roy can feel the heat of her body, the softness of her skin. He wraps an arm around her, pulling her closer. She feels so right in his arms, yet his mind is a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions.
He turns on the TV and then he looks down at Liz saying "I found a DVD I thought we coud watch together, it had great reviews and I think it would be nice to watch it together".
Liz looks up at him and smiles "That sounds like a great idea, what's it called?". Roy takes a deep breath and says "It's called Lusty Liz, I thought it would be a fun movie to watch together". Liz's eyes widen and she sits up straight "What did you say?". Roy looks at her and says "It's called Lusty Liz, I thought it would be a fun movie to watch together". Liz's face goes pale and she starts to stutter "Roy, I-I can explain, I-I didn't know you would find out like this". Roy looks at her and says "Find out what Liz? What are you talking about?".
Roy looks at her, his eyes narrowing. "Lusty Liz, Liz. The movie. The one I found in the box under the couch. The one you're in." Liz's face pales even more, her eyes wide with shock and fear. "Roy, I-I can explain," she stammers, her hands wringing in her lap. "I-I didn't know you would find out like this." Roy's heart is pounding in his chest, his mind racing. He can't believe what he's hearing, what he's seeing. "Explain what, Liz? Explain why you're in a movie where you're fucking other people? Roy pushes the play button and Liz can see herself on the screen , her eyes locked onto the camera, her body writhing beneath the man on top of her. She can hear her own moans, her own cries of pleasure, and it's like she's watching a stranger. She looks at Roy, her eyes filled with tears. "I-I can't believe you found this," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "I-I didn't know you would see it." Roy's face is a mask of shock and betrayal. "Liz, what the hell is going on? Why are you in these movies?" Liz takes a deep breath, her hands trembling as she reaches for the wine glass on the coffee table. She takes a sip, her eyes never leaving Roy's.
"I-I started doing it a few years ago," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper. "I was going through a rough time, and I needed the money. I was in debt, and I couldn't see any other way out."
Roy looks at her, his expression unreadable. "Debt? What kind of debt?"
Liz hesitates, her eyes flicking away from his. "It's... it's a long story."
Roy's jaw clenches, his hands fisting the armrests of the couch. "Try me," he says, his voice low and dangerous.
Liz takes another sip of wine, her hands shaking. "I got into some trouble with my ex.
He was a gambler, and he owed a lot of money to some dangerous people. I was trying to help him, but it only made things worse. I ended up owing them money too, and I couldn't pay. I was desperate, Roy. I didn't know what else to do."
Roy's eyes narrow, his voice cold. "So you decided to sell your body instead?"
Liz's eyes fill with tears. "It wasn't like that. I was in a bad place, Roy. I needed the money, and I thought it would be a way out. I never meant for any of this to happen."
Roy's expression softens slightly, but his voice remains firm.
"Why didn't you tell me, Liz? Why did you keep it a secret?"
Liz looks down at her hands, her fingers entwined tightly in her lap. "I was afraid," she admits. "Afraid of what you'd think, of what you'd say. I was afraid you'd leave me."
Roy's heart aches at the thought of Liz being afraid, of her feeling alone and isolated. He reaches out, taking her hand in his. "Liz, I love you. I would never leave you because of something like this."
Liz looks up at him, her eyes filled with tears. "But what about your feelings? What about what you saw?
What about the fact that I'm not the person you thought I was?" Liz's voice is barely a whisper, her eyes filled with unshed tears.
Roy takes a deep breath, his thumb gently stroking the back of her hand. "I'm not saying I'm not hurt, Liz. I'm not saying I'm not confused. But I love you. And I want to understand."
Liz looks at him, her eyes searching his face. "You do?" she asks, her voice filled with doubt.
Roy nods. "I do. But I need you to tell me everything. Are you still doing this now because your still in debt?" Roy asked, his voice steady and calm. Liz looked at him, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and relief. She took a deep breath and nodded. "No, I don't owe them money. I did the first four films and I made enough money to pay off all my debt, I finished with my looser ex boyfriend and I found that I kept getting lots of offers for more work, I agreed to them provided I not only got a performance fee but I also got a cut of the gross takings from the DVD sales, they agreed and the money started rolling in. I bought this house outright and that mercedez car on the drive and my bank balance is very healthy. But I decided to take things a step further, not to work for some production company but to set up my own. I know own the business and all of the profits from the films come to me, well you and me to be accurate.
Roy's heart ached for her. He could see the pain and fear in her eyes, and he knew that she was telling the truth. He took her hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"I'm glad you're not in debt anymore, Liz. But why didn't you tell me about this? About your business? We're supposed to be a team, to share everything with each other."
Liz looked down at their entwined hands, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know, and I'm sorry. I was going to tell you, I swear. I just... I was afraid of how you'd react. I didn't want you to look at me differently, to think less of me."
Roy's heart ached at the thought of Liz feeling like she couldn't trust him, like she had to hide this part of her life from him.
He squeezed her hand tighter, his voice gentle but firm. And I want to know everything about you, the good and the bad. I want to be there for you, to support you, no matter what. But I can't do that if you keep secrets from me."
Liz looked up at him, her eyes filled with tears. "I know," she whispered. "I know I should have told you. I was so afraid."
Roy took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing thoughts. "I understand that you were afraid. But you can't keep living like this, Liz. You can't keep hiding who you are from me.
I love you, Liz, but I need to know everything. I need to understand why you felt you had to keep this a secret from me. Why you felt you couldn't trust me with this part of your life."
Liz took a deep breath, her eyes searching his face. "I know, Roy. And I'm so sorry. I should have told you. I was scared. Scared of losing you, of you looking at me differently. I was scared of what you'd think of me." He reached out, cupping her cheek in his hand.
"Liz, I'm not going to lie, this has been a shock. But I think the thing that shocked me most was I got so turned on watching you.
Liz leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment before she opened them again, looking up at him with a mix of fear and determination. I was so scared, you'd think I was a cheap whore and you'd leave me. I've had sex on camera with a lot of men and women, but I've only ever made love to one man and that's you Roy".
Liz's voice was soft and her eyes were filled with tears. Roy's heart ached at the sight of her, so vulnerable and exposed. He wanted to take her in his arms, to hold her and tell her that everything was going to be okay.
Liz took a deep breath, her eyes flicking away from his for a moment before she looked back at him. "I was scared, Roy. Scared of what you'd think, of how you'd look at me.
I was scared that you'd see me as just a body, not the person you fell in love with. I was scared that you'd think I was dirty, that I was a slut. I was scared that you'd leave me, that you'd never want to touch me again." Liz's voice was barely a whisper, her eyes filled with tears. Roy's heart ached at the thought of Liz feeling so alone, so afraid. He reached out, cupping her cheek in his hand, his thumb gently wiping away a tear that had escaped her eye. I love you for who you are, not what you do. And I want to be there for you, no matter what. Roy kissed her hard and she responded, before he knew what was going on Liz removed her silk robe pulled down Roy's pants and she knelt over him as he sat on the sofa and guided his hard cock into her pussy.
Roy looked into her eyes as she rode him and she kissed him hard then said "I love you". As she rode him he looked over her shoulder where she was on the screen being fucked by a guy who must have had a ten inch cock, he started to feel inadequit as he always thought he had a good size cock at almost eight inches but not compared to the guy on the screen fucking Liz and then he recalled her words "I make love with you and nobody else" and before he knew it he was filling Liz with his hot seed.
Liz collapsed on top of him, her body shaking with aftershocks. Roy wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "I love you," he whispered, his voice hoarse with emotion. "I love you too," she whispered back. They stayed like that for a moment, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one. But Roy knew they couldn't avoid the conversation any longer. He took a deep breath and said, "Liz, I need to know more.
I need to understand how you got into this, how you feel about it, and where you see this going."
Liz looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and determination. "I know you do, and I'm ready to tell you. But I need you to promise me something first."
Roy raised an eyebrow. "What's that?"
"That you'll listen without judgment. That you'll try to understand, even if you don't agree. And that you won't walk away from me after hearing the truth."
Roy's heart ached at the thought of Liz feeling so vulnerable, so exposed. "I promise, Liz.
I'll listen. I'll try to understand. And I won't walk away from you." "Thank you, Roy. That means a lot to me."
She sat up, pulling the robe around her, and Roy could see the tension in her shoulders, the way her hands fidgeted in her lap. She took another deep breath followed by a large gulp of wine before she began.
"It all started a few years ago, well actually it was more like five years ago. I was going through a rough patch. My ex, Frank you know, he was a gambler. He owed a lot of money to some dangerous people. He got me to agree to star im two porn films for these guys to pay off his debt. I was shocked but agreed as they were going to kill him, what else could I do? Anyway I did the films and if I told the truth the guys making the films were really kind to me and the action was hot and I was enjoying all the attention and the sex. To cut a long story short I cleared Franks debt and decided to dump him as he was overall just bad news. The guys making the films asked me if I'd appear in more films, but the guys you Frank owed monet too thought I was there property and it became a very ugly situation. The film guys knew an even bigger crew of criminal and they well met with the guys that claimed to own me and persuaded them it was in their best interests to cut me loose and forget about me. It resulted in a few guys geting shoot, but I think they survived. not that I cared I'd never actually met any of them.
I did two more films and got a very handsome performance fee, but I could see most of the money was going to the production company and not to the people that had actually done the work, so I decided to set up my own company. It was easy and most of the people I knew that work on my films were all self employed and worked for anyone that was filming. So I hired a studio and crew and before long we were shooting our first film. The editors and the production guys were all really good and we made our first film. Then the difficult bit was to get a distributer on board and get the film printed and cut on DVD's and advertised around the circuit. That eventually got resolved as they were used to dealing with hard nosed businessmen and it was a breath of fresh air to be dealing with me.
I never hid the fact that we were a porn company, but they ripped me off mercilessly on the first few films anyway. Once I'd established myself and we'd had a few successes, they started to treat me with a bit more respect. I was making a lot of money, and I was more than happy to share some of that with the people who worked with me. I paid my crew well, and I took care of them. We were like a little family, and that made all the difference.
Roy was listening intently, his eyes never leaving Liz's face. He could see the passion in her eyes as she spoke about her business, and he was impressed.
He had always known that Liz was smart and driven, but he had no idea she was capable of running a successful business like this.
"And how do you feel about it now?" he asked softly. "Do you enjoy it?"
Liz hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Yes, I do. I know it might sound crazy, but I love my job. I get to be my own boss, I get to be creative, and I get to have amazing sex with gorgeous people. What's not to love?"
Roy smiled, trying to lighten the mood. "Well, I can't argue with the amazing sex part. But what about the other stuff?
The stuff you didn't want me to see?" Roy asked, his voice soft but serious.
"I don't want you to think I'm a horrible person, Roy. I'm not. I was in a bad place, and I made some bad decisions. Like letting a huge bunch of guys gang fuck me, I'll never do that again. But I'm not proud of everything I've done. There are things I regret, things I wish I could take back. But I can't. All I can do is try to be a better person now, to make up for the mistakes I've made in the past."
Roy reached out, taking her hand in his and squeezing it gently.
"I don't think you're a horrible person, Liz. I know you've made mistakes, but everyone does. The important thing is that you're trying to be better now, and that's all I care about."
Liz looked at him, her eyes searching his face, looking for any sign of doubt or judgment. Seeing none, she let out a shaky breath and nodded.
She took another sip of her wine, her eyes reflecting on the past. "I know I should have told you about all of this sooner. I wanted to, so many times, but I was scared.
Scared of how you'd react, scared of what you'd think." Liz's voice was barely above a whisper, her eyes filled with tears.
Roy took her hand in his, lacing their fingers together. "I know it's hard, Liz. But we're in this together, remember? We promised to tell each other everything, no matter how hard it was."
Liz nodded, wiping away a tear with the back of her hand. "I know. And I'm sorry. I should have trusted you."
Roy leaned in, his thumb gently brushing away another tear that escaped. "Shh, it's okay.
I'm here now, and I want to understand." Roy's voice was gentle, yet firm. He could see the relief in Liz's eyes as she clung to him, her body shaking with a mix of tears and laughter. "Let's just try and work out, how this will work for us both going forward together as man and wife?"
Liz took a deep breath, her hands tightening around Roy's. "Like I told you, I've been doing this for five years and the industry has changed, more and more of the big production companies are dominating the market and we've been trying to come up with a way to carry on, as if it carries on the way it's going we'll be left out of the industry muscled out by the big companies".
There was a pause as Roy tried to take in all the information Liz was giving him. He had so many questions, but he also knew he needed to let her finish speaking before he started asking them. So he just held her hand, squeezed it gently, and listened.
"It's a cutthroat business, Roy, and we've had to make some tough decisions. We need to decided on what the market wants, not what the big companies churn out, the kind of stuff that regular guys want to see, that fill their fantasies. We thought it would be a way to keep our audience and make enough money to keep the company afloat."
Roy's eyebrows shot up. "Regular guys fantasies, well how about what were trying to resolve being your market?" Liz looked at him not grasping what he was suggesting.
Roy continued "Well I'm a married guy and I must admit I love seeing other guys look at you and lust after you, can you imagine how turn on I was watching you on the TV screen dressed in stockings and heels being fucked by a guy with a cock bigger than mine and seeing him filling you with his cum, I'll admit it to you as we are being open and honest with each other, but I got my cock out and wanked as I watched you and at that time I wasn't even sure it was you, but it sure looked like you and when I finally came I shot so much cum I covered myself in it".
Liz's eyes widened in surprise, a small gasp escaping her lips. "Roy, I didn't know you felt like that. I've never seen you like that before."
Roy took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. "I'm sorry, Liz. I shouldn't have told you that. It's just... I don't know. I felt so confused, so turned on, and so fucking jealous all at the same time. I didn't know what to do with myself."
Liz looked at him, her eyes searching his face, trying to understand his mixed feelings.
"So, what are you saying, Roy? That you want me to keep making these films? That you want to be part of this business with me? Or that you just want to watch me have sex with other people?" "I don't know, Liz. I'm still trying to process all of this. But I know I want to be a part of your life, no matter what. I love you, and I want to support you. If that means being a part of this business, then so be it. But I also need to be honest with you, too. I think its called being a Cuckold and it was such a huge turn on, so maybe thats the niece market your looking for? You staring as a suoer sexy confident hot wife and her husband gets off watching you have sex with other men. I did a little reasearch on the internet and it seems to have a big following and a lot of web sites deadicated to wifes fucking and husbands watching and they have huge memberships. so it kind of fits with a new direction for your company and for us as a married couple".
Liz looked at him, her eyes wide with surprise and a hint of intrigue. "You want to be a cuckold, Roy? You want to watch me have sex with other men?" "I don't know, Liz," he admitted, his voice laced with a mix of uncertainty and arousal. "I never thought I'd be into something like that, but seeing you on that screen, hearing you moan, seeing that guy fuck you like that... it was a massive turn-on. I can't deny it." "But what about jealousy?" Liz asked, her voice soft.
Roy sighed, running a hand through his hair. That's the thing. I never thought I'd be into something like this. I've always prided myself on being a good partner, on treating you with respect and love. But seeing you up there, seeing you take control, seeing that guy fuck you... it was like a punch to the gut and a jolt of electricity all at the same time. I've never felt anything like it."
Liz bit her lip, her eyes searching his face. She sat up straighter, pulling the robe tighter around her.
"You know, I've heard of that. Cuckolding. It's not something I've ever considered before, but I've seen it in some of the film reviews. The dynamics are complicated, but it can be incredibly hot."
Roy nodded, his breathing still ragged. It's not something I thought I'd ever be into, but... seeing you like that, it was like nothing I've ever experienced before. It was like I could feel everything you were feeling, everything you were doing, through your body and another suggestion, on your earlier films you wore black fully fashioned seamed stockings along with a garter belt and high heels. Oh my god, they look so hot on you and I've actually visited a few fetish sites that have thousands of photo's of girls and wives wearing them, I think you should always wear them on any future film, like make them your trade mark.."
Liz's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and arousal flashing in them. "You think so? I've always loved wearing them, but I never thought they could be a... trade mark."
Roy nodded, his gaze lingering on her long, shapely legs. "They're sexy as hell, and they make you stand out. Plus, it adds an extra layer of fantasy for the viewers. They'd know it's you just by seeing those stockings."
Liz bit her lip, her eyes scanning Roy's face. "You really think this could work? The cuckolding thing, I mean.
The stockings thing, definitely." Liz looked at him, her eyebrows raised in surprise. "You're serious about this?"
"Yeah, I am," Roy said, his voice steady. "I know it's not a typical thing, and I'm not saying I'm completely comfortable with it, but I'm willing to give it a try. If it makes you happy, then it makes me happy and it would get me out of that bloody job at the hardware store, that place is driving me mad with boredom ."
Liz stared at him for a moment, her eyes searching his face. "You really mean that, don't you?" she said softly.
Roy nodded. I love you, Liz. I want to be with you, no matter what.
I want to support you, and I want to understand this part of your life. I never knew this side of you, but it's a part of who you are, and I want to embrace that. I always will."
Liz's eyes welled up with tears, and she threw herself into Roy's arms, sobbing against his chest. Roy held her tightly, his heart aching for her. He whispered soft words of comfort into her hair, stroking her back gently.
"I'm so sorry, Roy," she sniffled. "I never meant to hurt you. I just wanted to protect you from this world.
I never wanted you to know about my past, about the things I've done. But I see now that I was wrong. I should have trusted you from the beginning."
Roy held her tighter, feeling her warm tears soaking through his shirt. "It's okay, Liz. We're in this together now. We can get through anything as long as we're honest with each other."
Liz pulled back slightly, looking up at him with red, puffy eyes. "I love you, Roy. I don't want to lose you."
Roy cupped her cheek in his hand, brushing away a stray tear. "You won't.
I promise," Roy said, his voice filled with determination and love. "We're in this together, Liz. Whatever comes our way, we'll face it as a team. That's what marriage is about, right? Supporting each other, no matter what."
Liz nodded, her eyes filled with gratitude and love. "You're right. I just hope you can forgive me for keeping this from you for so long."
Roy smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "There's nothing to forgive. We're both responsible for the secrets we've kept. I should have been more open with you about my dreams and aspirations, too. But for now you've had a long day and I'll clear the kitchen tomorrow, how about we finish our wine and get to bed, I think with all these emotions we're both exhausted and could do with a good nights sleep. perhaps tomorrow we can talk through some story lines for the begining of your new starring role as the cuckoldress and dream up all kind of scenes where your having sex with guys while your husband is watching. It could be fun to dream stuff up and finally make it into a film for people to enjoy and make us some cash and keep your company afloat at the same time.
Plus, it would be a way for us to do something together, something we can both be passionate about. I'm tired of just being the guy who works at the hardware store, Liz. I want to do something more with my life, something that matters. And if this is where we can find that together, then I'm all for it."
Liz looked at him, her eyes filled with a mix of disbelief, hope, and awe. "You mean that, Roy? You really want to be a part of this with me?"
Roy nodded, his hand still cupping her cheek. "More than anything, Liz.
I want to be a part of your world, not just as your husband, but as your partner in every sense. I want to help you build this company, to help you create something incredible. And if that means exploring this... this cuckolding thing together, then I'm willing to try. But only if you're willing to try with me. Only if we do it together."
Liz's breath hitched, her fingers tightening around her wine glass. "You really think we could make it work? That we could turn this into something... good?"
Roy hesitated, choosing his words carefully. "I don't know if it'll be good. But I know it'll be real.
And I think that's what matters most."
Liz looked at him, her eyes searching his face, looking for any sign of doubt or hesitation. Finding none, she took a deep breath, her hands shaking slightly as she reached for his. "Okay, Roy. Let's do this. Together."
They clinked glasses, their eyes locked onto each other, a silent promise passing between them. Roy took a sip of his wine, his mind already racing with ideas and plans. He looked at Liz, his eyes filled with determination and excitement.
"So, lets get some sleep and start afresh in the morning?" she said, her voice weiry.
Roy nodded, setting down his glass. "Yeah, we should get some sleep. Tomorrow is a new day, and we'll start fresh." He took Liz's glass from her and placed it on the coffee table, then stood up and held out his hand to her. "Come on, let's get to bed."
Liz took his hand and let him help her to her feet. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions. "Roy, I... I don't know how to thank you.
This means more to me than you could ever know." She leaned into him, resting her head on his chest. "You don't need to thank me, Liz. We're in this together, remember? We'll figure it out, one step at a time." He kissed the top of her head gently before leading her towards the bedroom.