Sex, Lies and Videotape Ch. 02

Ch. 02 A Matter of Trust.

By OlympusMons90

I was running late as I entered the restaurant, looking around to spot my wife already seated at a table. I quickly made my way over to her.

"Hi honey, I'm so sorry I'm late. Work and then traffic, I should have left earlier."

"It's only ten minutes, don't sweat it."

"It's our anniversary for the night we first met a year ago, I wanted to make it special."

"Don't worry, it'll be special, I'm sure. Pour yourself a glass of wine and stop fretting already."

I did just that. As I sat there looking over at my wife, I couldn't help but feel like I was the luckiest man in Atlanta. She was wearing a beautiful black dress with her hair done up for the evening, she looked absolutely gorgeous.

From the moment I met Taylor a year ago, I knew that I'd met the woman I'd been waiting for, to have a family with, to spend the rest of my life with. It sounds kind of cliche, but it was more about how her personality worked in with my own. Taylor's personality was more outgoing then my own, she was confident and cheeky. But at the same time, she was passionate and loving. That's not to say that I'm none of those things, just that how much of each in my personality works in well with hers.

I'm a little more reserved compared to her outgoing nature. I'm not as confident as she is in speaking in front of a room full of people, but I am when dealing with just a few. I don't say as much as she does, I like to keep what I say to what needs to be said. You could call it 'efficient' conversation perhaps. I too am a little bit cheeky, so that works well, although I would say that she is a little more passionate than I am in most things. We both are loving, enjoying snuggling together, holding each other or just with random acts of affection. Some women I've dated don't go for that, so it works well that both Taylor and I like to have and show affection for each other.

Taylor started to smile at me that way she does, with her beautiful pale green eyes staring into mine with a look that was like she's trying to guess what I'm thinking.

"What is it, Roger?"

"I was just admiring you, god you look so beautiful tonight."

"Thank you, if I didn't know any better, I'd think you were trying to hit on me good sir."

"Yes madam, I'm definitely trying to hit on you. I'm hoping for more than just a kiss tonight as well."

"You will have to dance with me first. You'll have to earn my affection, or I'll say good day to you sir."

I smiled at Taylor, enjoying our silly banter. We chatted throughout our dinner, her sister Paige was now expecting any day and Taylor couldn't hide her excitement.

When we got home, I did indeed give her that dance in our lounge room. A slow waltz followed up with heavy kissing. We ended the night in our bedroom, with the sex being even better than normal, and our normal was good. As we laid there in each other's embrace in our post-coital haze, I couldn't help but think about the videos, about the conversation with her ex-boyfriend that took place weeks ago now. Fuck him, I need to stop thinking about that shit all together.

The next morning, I woke up with Taylor already out of bed. That's not unusual as she tends to always beat me out of bed in the mornings. Difference was this is a Saturday though and she normally likes to sleep in today. I sat up, rubbing my face as I could hear the shower running.

By the time I dragged my ass out of bed the shower had stopped, Taylor came back into the bedroom naked with just a towel wrapped around her head. I tried to grab her ass, but she smiled and fought my hands away.

"Come on gorgeous, how about an early morning quickie?"

"Sorry, I really can't. I just got the call from Eric, Paige has just gone into labor. I'm heading to the hospital to help look after little Kyle. Did you want to come, or do you want to stay home? I'm going to be there for quite a while probably."

"I'll let you go, I might join you there later once the new baby has arrived."

"Sounds good. We can have some breakfast then, or lunch, depending on how long the birth takes."

"Alright, call me with any updates, okay?"

"For sure."

Taylor got dressed and was out the door in just minutes. She was about to become an aunt for the second time. I was left sitting there feeling a bit horny and with nothing to do. I made myself a coffee and went into the study, opening up my laptop. I didn't go in there with the intention to watch any of the videos I had of Taylor from her past relationship with Ben, or at least that was what I was telling myself.

But I found myself placing the first USB drive back into my laptop and looking at the folders. I went to the folder after her birthday weekend and opened it. She was with a new white guy who had dark hair and a number of large tattoos across his chest. Just like the others he looked very buff like a football player. Ben had been right about one thing, she definitely did have her type.

I found myself skimming through the first video in the folder, she had given him a blowjob then they had sex before he came on her face. I moved to the next video, it was in the same hotel room as the first, this time they spent most of the time fucking doggy-style. Ben even got underneath them to get a great camera angle of the guy fucking Taylor from behind. They then switched positions a few times before the guy came all over Taylor's breasts.

The third video seemed to go a bit longer than the other two, it was mainly them making out and then fucking in a missionary position before he came in her. It wasn't that hard or fast, it was more casual like a Sunday morning fuck would be. Maybe this was their Sunday morning fuck.

I moved onto the next folder which was five weeks since the last. They had another new guy, he was another solid looking black guy and the hotel seemed to be the same as with the last folder. I guess they must have had regular places they liked to go to have the hook-ups, not inside their own place.

There were two videos for this weekend, the first video went through all the usual things, a blowjob, some pussy eating, missionary, doggy, Taylor riding on top, before back to missionary for the finale of the guy cumming inside of my future wife. I can't believe how quickly I was becoming so numb to watching the younger version of my wife getting fucked by some athletic black guy in a hotel room. I wasn't fretting about this anymore, I didn't feel jealous or angry. I wasn't so sure how I felt about these videos now, maybe I really was still just feeling a little numb to it all.

But then something new happened, after Ben got a closeup shot of her pussy leaking cum, he handed the camera off to the guy who then filmed Ben going down on Taylor. Fuck me, Ben is eating the cum out of her. I quickly closed the video, I wasn't expecting or prepared to see that sort of thing. Okay, that answered my question I previously had about if they got kinkier the more they did this. And I was only up to the fifth folder from the first year they were into this stuff. Just how much kinkier would they get I wondered?

I left the other video from that weekend and moved onto to the next folder. It had the same blonde guy from the first two folders. Maybe he's their regular guy for these. I skimmed through again, there was no cum eating this time, thank god. The third video did have Ben interviewing Taylor after she had finished fucking the blonde guy again. The guy didn't seem to be in the hotel room any longer so I'm assuming he'd left already. I thought this part would be good to listen to.

"So, how did you enjoy being with Gary again? Did you have a good time?"

"Yeah, it was nice."

"Just nice? I thought you would've rated him higher than 'just nice'?"

"What can I say, he's alright but I've had better." As Taylor began to giggle coyly.

"Oh, so what did you find better about the other guys you've been with?"

"I don't know, maybe they fuck me a bit harder than Gary does. That they're a bit bigger than him too."

"So, you prefer to be fucked nice and hard by big cocks, do you?"

Taylor nodded 'yes' at the camera while smiling and looking embarrassed at the same time.

"It's okay, you can say it. I don't mind."

"Alright, I do love getting fucked hard by big cocks, the bigger and the harder the better."

Taylor was laughing now, I'm not sure if she really means what she's saying or just saying it for Ben's benefit.

"You really are a naughty girl, aren't you?"

"Yes I am, and so are you."

"Me, how am I naughty? I just sit here and record you. There's nothing naughty about that."

"Yes there is, I see you playing with your little dick while they fuck me, that's pretty naughty I think."

"Do you like it when I masturbate while watching you? Does that turn you on?"

"Yes, of course it does. I love watching you play with your little dick while a real man fucks me. But what you did last time, that was the best."

"When I cleaned you after? Did you like that?"

"Very much. That was so sexy, that I got to share it with you."

Okay, I had to stop the video. This was getting difficult to hear and I couldn't believe most of it was coming from Taylor. Again, was she really into this or was she just saying it for him? I know he's a kinky fucker, who the hell eats another man's cum from their girlfriend? But did she really enjoy it, or was she just saying it because it's what he wants to hear?

I was trying to get off on watching my wife get sexy from a few years before we met, but instead I'm finding out just how kinky her and her then boyfriend were prepared to get. This might just be the start too, I'm not sure if I could handle them getting any weirder than this.

I had to ask myself again, why am I watching these videos once more? I really shouldn't be watching this stuff, but I was still feeling horny. It's like I was being drawn in to watch the next one and the one after that. I opened the seventh folder in the list, starting the first video.

Again, they were in a hotel room, but it was different to the hotel in the other folder. The guy that walked into view of the camera in the room was the same guy from her birthday weekend videos, the well hung athletic black guy.

I watched as he sat down on a couch already naked and sporting half an erection. Taylor then walked in wearing a bath robe, stopping in the middle of the room to let it drop to the floor for the camera. The camera panned slowly up and down her naked body, this was more like it, I could whack one off with this view. She slowly turned for the camera, occasionally letting out a giggle. She showed a few poses as well, fuck this was hot. She really is beautiful and photogenic.

Taylor then turned and went down to her knees in between the guy's legs, grasping his now hard cock in the process. Taylor was staring up into his eyes, she had a look of total lust across her face as she began to lick up and down the length of her fuck buddy's cock. After putting it into her mouth, she was still stroking his length, still staring up into his eyes. This was a hot scene, like watching a proper porn movie.

After Taylor had given him one of her great blowjobs for five minutes, he pulled her up to sit on top of him on the couch, slowly impaling herself all the way down onto his big cock. When she got all the way down, she tilted her head back and let out a long groan. She then started to slowly raise her hips a little before pushing herself back down. She continued to ride him like this for a while, fucking him with a slow steady rhythm.

He then reached his hands under Taylor's ass, gripping her, before standing up holding Taylor impaled on his cock as he did. She had her legs wrapped around his waist as he then started to bounce her up and down, forcing her own weight to take all of his cock with every downward movement. I could hear Taylor start to groan loudly every time she slammed herself down on him, she had her arms tightly wrapped around his neck, holding on while getting properly fucked now.

Then he held her in place as he started to really pound up into her, forcing her down on him as he thrust upwards. Their fucking was furious, no wonder she liked strong athletic guys, not many guys could pull this kind of sex off, you really needed to be strong and fit to do this type of hard fucking. Within minutes Taylor began to throw her head back and started shaking and screaming out that she was cumming, and so was I, watching her sent me over the edge.

No sooner had I closed the laptop and wiped up my own mess, my phone rang. It was my wife, Taylor.

"Hi handsome."

"Hey beautiful, I can't stop thinking about you since seeing you naked this morning."

"I hope you weren't masturbating, were you?" Taylor replied with a giggle.

"Maybe I was, you do that to me you know."

"Do I really? Do you really masturbate thinking of me when I'm not there?"

"Sometimes, yes."

"Wow, that's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me." She replied laughing, I wasn't sure if she was joking or not.

"Well, I hope you're cleaned up and ready to come down to the hospital, you have a beautiful little niece to meet."

"Really? That's great news. I'm on my way, have you had any breakfast yet?"

"No, not yet. We can have some when you get here. Love you."

"I love you too, bye."

I quickly showered and dressed, jumping in my car and leaving for the hospital. When I arrived, I headed for the maternity ward, finding Eric holding his two-year old son Kyle in the waiting room.

"Hey Eric, big congratulations."

"Thanks Roger, it's been a big morning. Paige gave birth a while ago, she's doing fine which is great news."

"How are you doing? Baby number two, and a girl this time too."

"I'm doing great. I got to admit I get nervous when she's in there giving birth, you know, if there's complications and stuff. All you can do is just hope for the best that they both come out of it fine. I'm not sure if it's more happiness or relief at that point. Definitely happiness now though."

I just nodded back at Eric with a big smile across my face. I was so happy for both him and Paige.

"Taylor is just in with Paige right now. You can go in there to say hello if you'd like."

"Sure, how's little Kyle handling the morning?"

"I'm not sure he really knows what's going on or that little Josephine is his sister, he can tell that Taylor and myself have been nervous and excited though. He's been a handful all morning."

"No doubt. Okay, I'll pop in and say hello to the new mom and baby."

I walked in to find Taylor holding her new niece in her arms, when she saw me, she had the biggest smile across her face.

"Look how perfect she is Roger, she's just gorgeous."

I placed my arm around my wife and looked down at my baby niece, she did look gorgeous. I looked up to Paige, lying in bed watching us swoon over her new baby, she too had the biggest smile across her face, although a very tired looking face.

"Hey mom, how are you holding up?"

"I'm doing fine Roger, it does get a bit easier the second time. I couldn't be happier though."

"So, little Josephine. That's a great name. And she's beautiful and healthy too, I couldn't be happier for you and Eric."

"Thanks. You two look great there holding a baby, you'd both make terrific parents too. I'm hoping to be an aunt one day soon myself."

"Are you trying to tell me Taylor's pregnant?" I responded pretending to be in shock.

Paige laughed as I leaned over and kissed Taylor on her cheek. Taylor then handed her niece to me, placing her in my arms. She was so small and light, yet so beautiful too. After a few minutes I walked over to the bed to hand my niece back to her mother, giving Paige a kiss on her forehead at the same time.

"We're going to go and get some breakfast, I would ask you to join us, but..."

"Go you two, can you ask Eric to come back in on your way out?"

"Sure thing."

We sat at the hospital cafeteria eating our breakfast, it didn't actually taste too bad. I kept glancing up at Taylor as we both ate, she was giving me a strange look every time I smiled at her.

"You're acting a little weird this morning, you weren't actually masturbating thinking about me when I called were you?"

"Yeah, I was. Like I said, I was a bit horny this morning after seeing you naked."

"I'm happy I still have that effect on you, I really do." Taylor responded with a sexy smile of her own.

"Oh, you definitely do, that's for sure."

"So, Uncle Roger, what are we going to do for the rest of the day? Paige is going to need some sleep shortly and they'll probably let her check out in a few hours time."

"I don't know, maybe we could go to the park, sit together on a bench somewhere and enjoy the spring weather before it gets too hot."

"I'd like that. Then we can go home so I can take care of you properly, no masturbating this time."

"Sounds like a wonderful Saturday."

It's been two weeks since Paige gave birth. During that time, I've watched a few more of the videos of my wife from the next couple of folders on the first USB drive every time Taylor went over to her sisters to help out. I was feeling a little guilty for doing it too.

It's hard to admit to myself that I now enjoyed watching her, seeing her being sexy, being lustful, climaxing while having sex with her buff fuck buddies. It's like having a secret window into your partner's sexual past, one that you'd never normally get to see. What was your wife like when she used to fuck other men, when she enjoyed herself before you ever met her? I knew I shouldn't enjoy watching her like that, but I did.

Whenever I did watch them though, I always promised myself afterwards that it was the last time, that I wouldn't watch anymore, that it wasn't good for me of for us. But then a few days later, I always seemed to find an excuse to watch another one or two, sometimes three videos of her.

I even started to try some of things I watched her fuck buddy's do to her when we had sex, some of the positions, or the way they spoke to her. I had to stop myself from doing this, for fear that Taylor would catch on that I'd seen her videos.

I closed up my work laptop and shut the door to my office, for once I wasn't taking my work home with me. It was almost 7pm on a Friday night and I was leaving work to catch up with Taylor at a nearby bar where some of the staff from city hall were celebrating a project that was wrapping up. Taylor had helped with a lot of the comms for the project in question, so the gathering was sort of still work related, just that I probably wouldn't know many people there, if any.

I entered the bar, looking around for Taylor. There were a bunch of people gathered in the back section of the bar, so I assumed that's where the project staff were at. I walked through and looked around, there were probably a good thirty or so people standing or sitting in the area, all drinking, probably a few hours ahead of me already.

I didn't spot Taylor straight away, she was standing near the back of the group. There was a tall handsome looking guy chatting with her, standing a little bit too close for my liking. Although with all the conversations going on, I could understand it'd be hard to hear or speak in amongst the others.

As he spoke to her, his hand was rested on the back of her shoulder while talking, she hadn't moved his hand or objected yet, then before I made my way over to them, I saw him slowly slide his hand down lower to the middle of her back. He was definitely making moves on my wife.

I stood there for a moment, I'm not sure why. It might be that I wanted to see where this would lead before rushing in. In the back of my mind is what Ben had told me, and whether I believed him or not, the thought was there.