Julia's Video: Julia's Infidelities, #22

By Bridy McAvoy

Julia never intended to cheat on her husband, Max, but when the chance came the petite redhead's way, she found confessing her indiscretions had its own advantages. It might not have been the conventional way to spice up their marriage, but it worked.

 

Although Max enjoys hearing about her exploits, he rarely has the chance to see them. When Julia gets the chance to appear in an 'Amateurs' porn casting video, it seems like the perfect chance. As the best-laid plans go awry, Julia finds she is the best laid of all.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bridy McAvoy
• Release date: Jul 21, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223137269

Bridy McAvoy

My name is Bridy, and I live in upstate New York. I’ve written for as long as I can remember, which is thanks to my parents for teaching me to read and write before I went to school. I’ve been fascinated by erotic tales all my adult life, my husband thinks they’re silly but indulges me. I won’t tell you how old I am because a lady never gives away her age. My other interest is photography, but writing will always be my first love, other than my husband of course.

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Dedication

To everyone who helped me write this. Especially my husband who encouraged me to explore my fantasies in print.

Julia’s Video

Julia stirred her coffee with an intensity that she hoped would hide her nerves. Around and around and around.

You’ll wear that spoon out if you don’t stop soon, or dig your way through the cup.

She looked up at her friend and smiled.

Josie clearly knew her too well. Spit it out, girlfriend.

Look, you know how the other day you and Karen were both complaining about needing cash—you to replace your couch, her because she’s got car trouble?

Yeah.

Well, I kinda might have a solution.

"Kind of might sounds rather tentative."

Let me start from the beginning.

It’s a very good place to start.

Julia rolled her eyes. Don’t you dare go all Julie Andrews on me.

Sorry, couldn’t resist that one. Blame it on a misspent childhood. Okay, okay, I’m all ears.

It started last week while Max was away...again.

* * * *

I just got home, got indoors and the doorbell rang. Steve Hutchins must have seen me pull up on my drive and came straight across.

Hi.

Hi there, sexy legs.

Enough, already. I’ve had a hard day at work and I’m ready for a nice long soak in the bath.

He grinned at me. I’ll scrub your back.

No you won’t, but it’s okay to fantasize.

Listen, I think I might have something you’ll be interested in.

Oh? I wasn’t interested in posing for him again, but I didn’t say that.

Can I come in?

For a minute, yes. I really do want that bath.

I’ll run it for you then while you get undressed.

No. Stop it or leave.

He held his hands up. Okay, okay. I’ve stopped.

I let him in, walked through to the family room and sat in the chair rather than on the couch. I couldn’t think of a better way to tell him to keep his distance. Steve sat on the couch, giving no indication he’d understood my deliberately sitting opposite him.

Spill, please, Steve. I really have had a long day.

Well, as you know I take a lot of pictures, and I have a lot of contacts.

You’ve sold my pictures? My voice was rising up the scale, both in pitch and volume.

No, I wouldn’t do that...

But...?

I have shown them to a couple of my contacts, and one of them would like to organize a shoot.

I’m not interested in posing for another dirty old man with a camera.

He laughed. I guess I asked for that. This guy, by the way, is twenty-five.

So, a dirty young man then.

A professional, who pays well—very well.

I shook my head, still not interested.

It’s not stills, though, it’s video, and before you explode, let me ask you a question. I know Max knows what you do, sometimes, but I bet he rarely gets the chance to actually see it. How about if you could present him with a DVD of you?

I sat still for a moment. He’d just hit a nerve although I tried not to show it. You want me to make a porn video?

A special one, and the offer, by the way, isn’t just for you.

It isn’t?

"No, they’d be very