My wife Kim said she wanted to do something special for our anniversary, so she asked a good friend of hers named Delia if she would film us making love. She told me Delia was gay, so I shouldn’t feel uncomfortable about it, which didn’t really make a lot of sense to me, but I wasn’t about to argue with her.
Delia said she would be glad to do it, and on the day of our anniversary she showed up around five, wearing cutoff sweat pants and a halter top. Delia was a knockout brunette, about five feet seven with the figure of a model.
Kim had had a couple of drinks beforehand, so while I showed Delia how to work the camera, my wife got herself undressed and onto the bed, and actually started playing with herself. She looked totally hot, and I quickly took off my own clothes and went to join her.