“Hey baby.  What are you doing?” Emily asked playfully as she walked into the room.

“I just got this weird email from some guy who wants us to work for him.  I’m writing him back to tell him we’re not interested.”

“Why not?  What kind of work is it?”

I could tell she didn’t like the idea of turning down any work.  We needed all the money we could get.

“He’s got this cheesy website that he wants me to do video work for.  He wanted you to act in the videos.”

“Really?  What kind of videos?”  Emily became more interested when she heard it involved acting.

“It’s some sort of live-action comic book.  Basically it’s a bunch of girls in tight costumes pretending to fight crime – that type of shit.  He seems like the type of guy who jerks off to Wonder Woman comic books.”

“Let me see it,” Emily insisted as she sat on the arm of my chair.

I reopened my browser so Emily could see the front page of the site and showed her one of the free sample videos.

“The dialogue is horrible and these chicks can’t act.  Ridiculous,” I said, shaking my head.

Emily laughed, “That actually looks like fun.  We should do it!”

“Are you serious?”

“I don’t think I’ll win any Oscars doing that shit, but it could be fun.  It would be regular work.  Does he pay well?”

“He says he does.  It’s a pay site so I know he’s making money.  It just looks so stupid.”

“Who cares how lame it is?  Let’s just do it for the money.”

“I can’t see what’s in the members section.  He may want you to do nudity.  Are you okay with that?” I asked, unsure if I was.

She shrugged her shoulders.  “If you’re the one filming it, I’ll be fine.  You’ve filmed me naked before.”

“That’s a little bit different,” I responded with a smile.  “Those videos are private.”

“You just said you can’t see what’s in the members section unless you pay.  Nobody I know would join this site.  Who cares if a bunch of anonymous strangers see me naked?”

“I guess you’re right.”  I was starting to warm up to the idea.

“It would be fun to work together, wouldn’t it?”

“Yeah,” I responded slowly.

“Let’s do it,” she urged, nudging my arm.

I erased the message I had been writing and started over.  I told Jacob that we might be interested but wanted to talk to him first.  I typed my phone number and clicked send.

Not even an hour later, my phone rang.  I didn’t recognize the number but figured it was the comic book guy.

“Hi!  This is Jacob Lust.”

I had a suspicion that wasn’t his real name.

“Hi Jacob.  Thanks for calling.  I’d like to hear a little more about this project.  But it sounds interesting,” I said with an unintentional giggle.

“Awesome!  What about your wife?”

“I talked to Emily and she’s open to working with you.”

“I’m so happy to hear that.  When I saw her pictures, I knew I had to get her.  She is beautiful!  I don’t need to tell you that; you married her.”

“Yeah I think I did alright for myself.”

“She’s really hot and has a great body.  I can’t wait to see her in a superheroine costume.”

Jacob seemed rather hyper.  I pictured him with greasy hair, thick glasses, and pants pulled up to his nipples.  It sounded like he had never touched a woman before.  I could tell Jacob was more interested in my wife than me.  I decided to shift the focus off of Emily.

“So what do you need from me?

“Currently, I do all the behind the scenes stuff for the site – writing, directing, filming, editing, set design, etc.  I’ve been doing the videography myself but I’m nowhere near as good as you.  Your work is awesome.  If I had someone else do the filming, I would have more time to do the other stuff.  I like to do some acting but it’s hard to do when you’re holding the camera,” he chuckled.

“I bet.  So tell me more about this site.”

“Obviously it’s a niche site catering to a specific fetish.  A lot of guys – and girls believe it or not – like seeing sexy superheroines in skimpy costumes fighting bad guys.  Usually they end up getting captured and tied up.  It’s a whole lot of fun for everybody.”

“Is there nudity involved?” I asked bluntly.

“Yeah,” he giggled as if it should be obvious.

I turned to Emily and nodded.  She scrunched her face in disappointment.  Then she shrugged it off.

“Okay,” she said softly.

“Alright.  When would you like to get together?”

“How about this Saturday?”

“Okay.”

Jacob gave me his address and we ended the call.  Emily struck a superhero pose with her fists clenched and one foot in mid-kick.

“I’m ready to kick some ass,” she giggled.

I took a playfully aggressive stance as if we were about to fight.  I could already tell she was going to enjoy this.  It would be fun for her to dress up like a superheroine, and I looked forward to seeing her in tight costumes.


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