“their” first time

"... We've both been saving ourselves."

Jack went red watching his wife stand there in a white lacey set that was supposed to be for his eyes only.

Sandy looked at the ashamed husband. "Is that true Jack? You're a virgin?"

Jack paused trying to think of what to say. In fact he wasn't. He'd just told the preacher's daughter that he was. It had been hell pretending while he tried to get in her pants and then while he waited until their wedding. He did love her, but he had needs.

"Oh you aren't, are you?" Sandy was delighted. Nothing corrupted a woman like being married to a liar.

"No." He answered softly.

Eliza looked over at her husband, "what do you mean no, Jack?"

"Uh oh, trouble in paradise?" Sandy was positively grinning.

"I have needs Eliza!" It was like a dam burst. "I couldn't hold out for you and your antiquated beliefs."

"Antiquated!? I… I thought you loved me."

"I do! I just… I have needs…" he trailed off. He knew there was no walking this back.

"Hey Eliza why don't you show him what he's missing?" Mac interrupted the spat. This was gold, he didn't even need to conceive a plot. This couple wrote it for him.

Eliza slid the dress off her shoulders. Her body was perfect. She clearly worked out, she was toned with a perfect little bubble butt but still had just a little softness to compliment her large chest. DDDs if Mac had to guess. She gave a slow spin for the camera. She was a natural.

"Eliza bend over for us, really give him a good view between your legs."

She didn't have to be told twice. The **** made her pliant, but they wouldn't make her say yes to everything (that's why they had their performers sign over right of refusal). The hypnosis helped, but he could tell this was internally motivated. She wanted Jack so see what he should have been holding out for.

The blonde put her forearms on the couch and bent at the waist. Soft, light hair peeked out from her panties. Natural was so rare these days, Mac thought. She spread her legs ever so slightly and gave her hips a little wiggle.

"You have such a hot little bod, why were you hiding all this?"

"Growing up my daddy said it wasn't right to show off. God didn't like us to be immodest."

"He's a religious man?"

"He's a peacher."

"So we have a little virgin preacher's daughter performing today?"

"I guess you do!" Eliza giggled. The **** still had her a little loopy. And she stumbled a little as she shifted her weight.

"They're going to love you… how about showing us what you've been hiding under there?"

"Oh I don't know about that. Isn't that a little much?"

"The camera's off, it's just us. And Sandy's here." Mac was lying of course, this was the exact reason the camera was rolling. And Sandy loved watching this part.

"Eliza please don't!"

She spun on her heels, “Jack you lost the right to be angry when you betrayed our vows.”

Eliza reached up behind her back and began to undo her bra. The cups sprung loose from her chest and she clasped her hands over them, momentarily second guessing her boldness.

“Go on Eliza, you look beautiful.” Mac goaded the virgin wife.

Eliza released her hands from her chest letting her white, lacey bra fall away from her body. Her tits were gravity defying, perfectly perky in spite of their size.

“Wow, Eliza… I can’t believe you’ve been able to keep this hidden.” Mac was genuine in her appreciation for the female form in front of him.

Eliza giggled, “thank you!”

“I can only imagine how cute your little pussy is…” He left it open for her to follow her instincts and he watched as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties.

Eliza slowly revealed her mound to Mac, Sandy, her husband, and god only knew how many viewers. Her downy pubic hair revealed itself as she took off her last garment. Mac was right. She was a porn director’s dream with a perfect little cunt just begging for her first cock.

“Beautiful Eliza. Go on and bend over again for us. Really show off.”

She complied easily, wiggling her butt as she bent over. She spread her legs giving the camera a perfect view of her virginal slit.

-

“Hey Jack, I bet you regret not living up to your promises huh?” Sandy focused the other camera on the dejected man.

“It’s not like you’re going to fuck her.” He hung his head unable to look at his wife’s display.

“Au contraire, Jack.” Sandy’s voice was barely above a whisper. “Know why we call him Mac?”

Jack’s head snapped up, a new look of fear in his eyes.

“Because he’s got a cock and the stamina of a truck.”

-

“Wow Eliza. And you’ve really never fucked anyone with that gorgeous body?”

“Nope!” the wife answered brightly from her position.

“How do you feel about Jack changing that tonight?”

Eliza paused. She turned over and sat herself down. “Actually I’m not sure anymore. I can’t believe he lied to me.”

“Well… I could help with that. Have I lied to you?”