Sex, Lies and Videotape Ch. 02

He then leaned in as if whispering into her ear, and Taylor raised one of her hands to his chest, as if to stop him from moving closer. I could see her shake her head at him gently, then placed her drink down and turned to walk towards the restrooms which was in a section behind where the work group were gathered. When Taylor went behind into the hallway to the restrooms, I decided to get myself a drink at the bar before I'd join her.

While waiting for my beer, I couldn't help but think more about what Ben had said to me. That she started to encourage guys to hit on her, that she would then go and make out with them before returning to him. It did look like she was saying no to his advances though, or just that maybe she didn't want those advances out in the open in front of her work colleagues. What am I thinking? Taylor would never cheat on me, I have no reason at all to think that she would.

As I returned with my beer to the back section standing where I had previously, I could see that Taylor hadn't yet returned from the restrooms, but I couldn't see the tall handsome looking guy that was hitting on her either. Instantly my mind went to thinking the worst, and back to what her ex-boyfriend Ben had told me. That after a guy had hit on her that night, she'd gone to meet him near the restrooms where he then found her kissing the guy before she returned to him as if nothing had happened.

There's no way that's happening to me, I'm not a little cuckold bitch like Ben was. Taylor would never do that to me, I'm sure of it. Taylor then walked out from the restroom hallway, she appeared to be straitening her top as she did. Moments later the tall handsome guy walked out too, also straitening his tie and running his hands through his hair.

What the fuck? Was Taylor just making out with this guy?

My anger instantly began to build, there was no way I was putting up with this shit. I walked over towards the back of the gathering where Taylor had picked up her drink, at least the guy she was with didn't rejoin her at her table, I would have hit him if he had.

As I approached Taylor, she looked up to see me and smiled for a moment, before sensing the mood I was in, placing her drink back down on the table.

"Hi Honey, is something wrong?"

I took her by the hand, grasping it firmly.

"We're leaving, right now!"

"What's wrong?" Taylor asked me again as I began leading her away from the other staff members.

I didn't respond, I just kept walking, gripping her hand tightly as she followed me out of the bar.

When we got outside, she pulled back on my hand for the first time.

"Roger! Tell me what's wrong? You drag me out of a work function without telling me why, I'm not going any further until you explain what's going on, please."

"You want me to explain? You're the one who should be explaining. I saw you standing there with that guy, his hands on you, whispering into your ear."

"Oh god, that's just Phil. He thinks he's god's gift to women, I don't care about him at all."

"Really? Then why did you go off to make out with him near the restrooms? I saw you when you came back out, fixing yourself up with him right behind you."

"That's not what happened, not even close."

"Really? You have a track record of doing this, don't you?"

"What the hell's that supposed to mean?"

"I know all about how you started cheating on your ex, Ben. He told me all about how he caught you sneaking off to make out with guys that were hitting on you."

"What? Since when have you been speaking with him? You never even told me that you've met him. What else haven't you told me? I can't believe this!"

"Just stop. You don't get to play the outraged spouse right now. I'm not the one sneaking off to the restrooms to make out with someone else, you are. And you've done this before with Ben, there's no way I'm going end up being your cuckold like he was."

"Oh my god, he told you about us? How much did he tell you? I'll fucking kill him, that piece of shit!"

"I said to stop, you need to own what you were doing tonight. I'm not going to put up with you cheating on me."

"I'd never cheat on you Roger, not ever!"

"Is that what you told Ben too? I know what you're capable of, I've seen your videos. That's right, he gave them to me, all of them."

"Oh my god!" As Taylor dropped to the ground, holding her hands over her face as she began crying.

"Fuck me, I find you making out with some guy, and now you're the one that gets to be upset. Really?"

"Fuck you! I never made out with him you asshole. I slapped him and pushed him away when he tried to grope me when I came out of the lady's restroom. I told him to fuck off. As for you, you can fuck off now too!"

I turned and walked away, walking down the road about twenty yards, trying to calm myself down. I stood there for a few moments, thinking about what the hell had just happened. Do I believe her? Could she have slapped the guy instead? I heard a car door close and when I looked around, I saw Taylor driving away in the back of a cab. Fuck!

I walked back to my own car and sat in it for a while trying to think this through. What if she was telling me the truth? I just accused her of being a slut, of knowing all about her past relationship, all about the videos. Meanwhile keeping it a secret from her that I've known all about them for a while, or that I'd even met with her ex-boyfriend, Ben.

But what if I was right? If just like Ben had predicted, she would sooner or later crave the attention of other guys, that she'd cheat on me. Then I caught her doing exactly what she did to him, maybe she's angry because she got caught, that she doesn't want to admit it to herself.

Eventually, I started up my car and drove home, I was still unsure how I was going to handle the situation with Taylor when I got there. When I walked into the house, I made my way to the bedroom expecting to find her there. But she wasn't, she wasn't there at all.

I checked the bathroom, it was empty too. I went out and checked the rest of the house, calling out to her. The house was silent. I went back to our bedroom and looked around to see if anything was missing. Did she leave me? If she did, she must have gone to her sister's.

I laid back on the bed and let out a large sigh. I wasn't sure what I was more afraid of, to be proven right or to be proven wrong about Taylor and what happened tonight. I wasn't sure how I felt right now, confusion maybe is the only word to describe it. None of this shit would've happened if I didn't listen to her ex, that's the one thing I could agree with Taylor on, that Ben was a piece of shit.

I called Taylor, I wanted to make sure that she was going to her sister's, that she was going to be alright. She didn't pick up, but I did get a text from her a few minutes later confirming that she's going to stay with her sister Paige, that she'll call me tomorrow.

I didn't sleep that well, my thoughts were alternating between thinking I'd made the biggest mistake in jumping to conclusions that weren't there, then with anger at thinking that maybe I was right, that she did make out with the guy after all. The one thing I couldn't deny was that I had hidden from her that I had spoken with her ex, that I had possession of videos from their relationship, that I hadn't told her about any of this until my anger boiled over last night. I had to remind myself that she hadn't explained any of this to me either, that if she didn't try to hide her past, maybe this wouldn't be such an issue to begin with.

My phone buzzed, which dragged me out of my thoughts. I quickly picked up, seeing Paige's name calling me.

"Hi Paige."

"Hello Roger, Sorry for calling so early."

"That's okay, I'm assuming this is about your unexpected house guest last night?"

"Yeah. Don't get me wrong, I like the idea of having my very own live-in nanny, but what the hell happened between you two last night?"

"She didn't tell you?"

"No, she just come in crying and hugged me. She didn't want to talk about it apart from calling you an asshole, then she went off to the spare bedroom and pretty much cried herself to sleep. She's still asleep in there now."

"Well, it's a bit complicated. Do you remember her ex-boyfriend Ben?"

There was silence from Paige.

"Paige?"

"Yeah, I do. What about him?"

"Well, he's been contacting me over the last little while. I ended up meeting with him a number of weeks ago just so he'd go away."

"Roger, it was pretty fucked up between those two. Why in the world would you go and meet with him?"

"How much do you know about their relationship, Paige? Did Taylor tell you about them, like really explain what was going on?"

"What do you mean exactly?"

"Like the hotels?"

"Well, yes. She spoke to me about it when she wanted to get away from him. She told me what had been going on."

"Ben told me that she was the one that instigated all of that, that she needed it. That it was the only way he could stay with her was if he let her have her fun."

"That's bullshit. The guy loves to manipulate people, I swear Roger. She turned herself into a pretzel trying to please that guy, but no matter how far she let him push her, it was never enough. He always wanted her to do more, to show him how far she would go just for him. I'm not sure if he ever really loved her, I know he loved the control he had over her."

"She seemed to enjoy it as well from what I've seen."

"Oh god, he sent you those damn videos they took together, didn't he? What a fucking prick, sending those to her new husband."

"Yeah, there's a couple of videos for every month over three years. You can't tell me she did all of that and didn't enjoy it? A big part of her must have wanted it too."

"Roger, the guy's a fucking nut job. He lusted after my sister for three years while they were together at college before they got into that relationship. I swear the guy had an unhealthy fixation with her, one that he was later able to turn into an unhealthy relationship."

"But, for four years? She didn't figure out that he was a nut job for four whole years that they were together? She was sleeping with other guys over and over again for three of those four years and she never realized that he was crazy?"

"I don't know Roger, maybe if you're in a toxic relationship you don't realize it until it's way too late. Maybe she tried to convince herself she wanted it as much as he did. I've never been in a relationship like that, so I don't know. What has all this got to do with what happened last night anyway?"

"Ben told me it all started when she used to get hit on by other guys, then she would sneak off and make out with them. That's what I saw her doing last night. If he's telling the truth, I'm not going to end up like him."

"I can't believe she'd do that to you. Did you see her doing it? Making out with another guy?"

"Not quite, I saw her coming back from the restrooms with him, they were fixing their clothes up as if something had just happened. Taylor's version is that she slapped him when he tried to get with her as she left the restroom."

"Roger, you need to talk with her, I'm sure what happened is what Taylor said happened. She loves you more than anything, really. It makes absolutely no sense for her to want to make out with some other guy. No sense at all."

"Yeah, maybe. Maybe I've just let her ex-boyfriend fuck with my head, I don't know."

"Listen, when she gets up, I'll make sure she calls you. You two really need to sit down together and talk about all of this, put it all out in the open, no secrets. You can't let that little fucker tear you two apart, I bet that's been his game from the beginning."

"Okay, tell her to call me. Thanks Paige."

"Bye Roger."

I couldn't sit around waiting for Taylor to call, I needed to keep my mind occupied. So, I went for a run to help chew up some time. After I showered, I made myself some breakfast and tried my best to not think about it all. But it was an impossible task, I couldn't help but think of the videos. There's no way Taylor wasn't enjoying a lot of what I watched. Her orgasms weren't fake, I watched her getting off fucking those guys. No-one could say that she was only doing it to please him, that's a bit hard to swallow. But the videos aren't why we argued. It was because I caught her making out with someone else, or at least I think I caught her.

I realized that if I was going to talk with Taylor about last night, about what Ben had told me of her cheating and how she has done this before, that she would probably tell me the opposite. That everything her ex-boyfriend told me about her cheating, how she wanted to cuckold him, that it was all lies, and it was all him wanting it. I needed to know what was on the rest of the videos, I needed to judge for myself whether Taylor was only doing this for Ben, or was she doing it because it's what she wanted. I had watched most of the videos from the first year so far. There were still just over two years of videos I hadn't even seen yet.

I went into the study and opened a video from the next folder of their first year, it was Gary the blonde guy again. So, I went straight to the next and last folder on the list, opening the first video. It was a huge black guy, he was massive and looked like a defensive tackle. I almost laughed when Taylor was giving him a blowjob though, his dick looked way out of proportion with the rest of him. He was only average or so in size, but because of how big the rest of him was physically, it made his dick look small.

I replaced the USB drive with the one for year two. The first folder had the white guy with the chest tattoos again, I watched as they did all the same stuff they did on their previous video together. I went to the second folder in the list, opening the first video within. It was Gary the blonde guy yet again. I closed that folder and skipped a few folders down to the sixth folder out of the twelve and played the first video.

It was her favorite hung guy from her birthday video once more. I skipped forward until I saw the camera move to look directly down as Taylor was giving the guy a blowjob. Ben had to have been standing right beside him filming. That's when Taylor then reached up to Ben's pants, undoing them to pull out his hard cock. This was the first time I'd seen Ben's dick and I had to laugh to myself. It was small, very small.

Taylor was on her knees with a cock in each hand, Ben's would have been almost five inches if I'm being generous, really fucking generous. Ben was standing there with his thin little dick being masturbated beside one that totally dwarfed him in size.

"Oh my god, look how tiny it is next to yours Jay." Taylor said out aloud, I'm assuming for dramatic affect.

"What the fuck is that? How do you even please a woman with something that small?" I heard Jay say mockingly.

"That's why you need me to take care of her, isn't it? That little clit of yours aint getting it done." As both Jay and Taylor chuckled to themselves.

"I can never feel him when he tries to fuck me with it, usually he can't even get it up anyway. He only gets hard when he watches me with a man-sized cock like yours." Taylor continued.

Wow, they were getting a bit mean. I wasn't sure if this was them role-playing or not.

Taylor then looked up at the camera, at Ben, sucking the head of Jay's cock, then began rubbing the head of the two cocks together to emphasize the size difference. Then without warning she started to use Jay's big cock to club Ben's little dick. Ben quickly pulled back, it probably hurt quite a bit. I don't think that was planned, Taylor seemed to enjoy humiliating him.

"Woah! You just got bitch slapped with a real cock, why don't you take that tiny little pecker and go sit over there and watch what a real man's cock does to your woman." Jay added while chuckling at Ben's discomfort.

I skipped forward as I watched Jay fucked Taylor in a variety of positions for the next twenty to thirty minutes. I went back to normal speed when I saw them talking, just after Jay had cum in Taylor.

"Get over here, bitch. You know what your job is, don't make me tell you again." Jay said in a serious tone.

The camera then moved over towards the bed before being handed to Jay to film Ben going down on Taylor again. I sat shaking my head, does this guy get off on being completely humiliated or something? From an outsider's perspective, it kind of looked like he was the one being manipulated, not her.

I watched as Taylor arched her head back while lying on her back on the bed with Ben eating out her well fucked and cum filled pussy. She was starting to groan loudly, my god, she was going to climax while Ben was eating Jay's cum out of her. And that's what she did, screaming and shaking while holding Ben's head firmly between her thighs.

"Damn, he's such a nasty little mutha-fucka, I can't believe this shit." Jay said quietly into the camera as he filmed her climax.

Maybe this is what Ben wanted after all. I skipped the video forward a little more, to where Taylor was in the shower with Ben filming from just outside.

"How was it, Taylor? Did you enjoy tonight?"

"Oh my god, yes. I love Jay's big cock, and what he does to me."

"You came a few times tonight, which one was your favorite?"

"The last one of course. That was so fucking hot, did you enjoy it?"

"Yeah, absolutely. I swear you squirted a bit too when you came."

"It felt so good. Do you want to do that again tomorrow?"

"For sure, Id' love that."

"And how about for our future weekend's?"

"It depends, some of the guys might not be cool with that kind of stuff. We'll see."

I closed the video and went down to the next folder, opening the first video. The tattooed white guy was back, and again it was less kinky than the other video I'd just watched. This seemed to be just some hard straight forward fucking with no cleanups which I was thankful for.

I went down to the next folder, starting the first video. As I started to watch it, Taylor was on her knees giving a new black guy a blowjob when another black guy stood beside them offering his cock to Taylor as well. Taylor then tried her best to suck on two good sized cocks at once.

I skipped through to watch her get spit-roasted, but there was no DP, I hadn't seen her take a cock in her ass yet. And fucking Taylor's ass was something I hadn't done yet with her either come to think about it. They both nutted on her face in the end. While not terribly exciting, it was her first real threesome I'd seen on the videos. Having skipped a few folders in the second year, it might not have been her first though.

I opened the next folder to watch her do a performance with another new guy, again he was buff and black. He seemed kind of nervous, I'm guessing he'd never been recorded before or fucked a woman in front of her boyfriend. The sex was pretty bad, compared to what I'd already witnessed.

I skipped down to the very last folder from their second year of recording their encounters, Jay was back again, and this time with two of his friends. Fuck me, are they going to gangbang my wife? I watched as she went down to knees, taking one cock then another into her mouth as they stood around her. I was finding it hard to believe that the Taylor I knew would ever do this.

Then they took turns fucking her while she stroked and sucked on the other two. At one point she was riding on top of one of the guys when Jay came up behind her, trying to put his cock in her as well. From the camera angle, I couldn't tell if they were going to both fuck her pussy at the same time, or if Jay was going to fuck her in the ass.

As if Ben knew exactly what I was thinking, he moved the camera to get in behind them, just in time to see Jay squeeze his big cock into Taylor's tight ass. Fuck, she was taking two big cocks at once, and it was the first time I'd seen her get fucked in the ass. After going slow at the beginning, Jay soon picked up speed fucking Taylor's ass hard and deep. I sat back with my eyebrows raised, with I'm sure would've been a surprised expression on my face. I wasn't sure if I was in shock of how much she was taking from the both of them, or just that she was doing it in the first place.