We have been married about 12 years, together for three years before that. Children who are 6 and 8, house, cars, careers...all the stuff that people in their late '30s are 'supposed' to have. From the outside we are a perfect little family. And from the inside it is pretty close to that. Of course we have had ups and downs. Mostly ups, and the downs haven't been all that low and we have made a pretty good partnership out of our marriage.
One day at work I get a random email on my personal account. It is a link to a porn tube site, not something I would pay much attention to - I would assume it is spam or a scam or someone trying to lead me to a a virus. But it seemed different, it was addressed to me, they used my name in the body of the email and just said that I should "know about this." The scams all talk about 'local girls with big tits.'
At lunch I go out to my car and I click the link. The title is a non-descript "Teen Threesomes (2003)." Okay, whatever, why am I watching this? The camera pans up from the girl's legs. She is wearing the short shorts and tank tops of porn from that era. Why am I watching this? I think to myself...but the camera continues to pan upward. It is you. 18, maybe 19. I have seen plenty of teenage pictures of you. There is no doubt.
I shut it off. I want to throw up. My head is spinning...my wife made porn. I'm no prude, I watch porn, I try to find porn where all the performers look happy, if not enthusiastic. You had a big natural smile when the camera hit your face. Were you joyfully there on an adventure? Were you somehow manipulated into this? It was so long ago - from the DVD era of porn - certainly you thought it would have disappeared into the haze of time.
With shaking hands I text my boss that I need to go home for the rest of the day. When I get there I see your car in the driveway. I knew you would be there, you work from home. I sit outside, scared to go in. You are still the same wife that I left four hours ago.
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I'd really enjoy exploring a story where you were ashamed of this part of your life and wanted a quiet, normal life and normal sex instead. At first, I agree but overtime find myself fantasizing about you in a threesome (whether or not I am involved), or whatever other tawdry activity we pursue, and start to push you towards it. That said, I'd love to hear your takes on this!