Wife turned pornstar

Chapter 1: The Callout

Timber paced back and forth in her small apartment, her heart beating rapidly as she stared at the phone number scrawled on a piece of paper in her shaky handwriting. The ad she had seen online had been so tempting, so alluring. It promised the chance to be a porn star, to explore the darker side of desire that she had only ever dreamed about. But was she really going to do this? Was she really going to go through with it?

She took a deep breath and checked her reflection in the mirror. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a tight bun, accentuating her baby blue eyes and petite features. Her full, perky breasts were barely contained within her tight white tank top, and her short skirt showed off her smooth, toned legs. She looked every bit the innocent army wife that she was, but underneath that facade was a burning desire that she couldn’t ignore any longer.

With one last look at the number, she dialed it and held her breath as it rang. A deep, gravelly voice answered on the other end. “Yes?”

Timber’s heart skipped a beat as she recognized the voice from the ad. “Um, hi,” she stammered, her cheeks flushing with shame. “I saw your ad online…about the modeling…I’m interested.”

There was silence on the other end of the line, and then the man chuckled darkly. “Well, well, aren’t you a little cutie? You sure you’re ready for this, sweetheart?”

She swallowed hard and forced herself to meet his gaze in the mirror. “I…I think so.”

“Alright, then. Be at the address we gave you tomorrow at noon. Don’t be late.” The line went dead, and Timber found herself trembling with excitement and fear. She had never done anything like this before, but she couldn’t shake the need that had taken hold of her.

Chapter 2: Arrival

Timber arrived at the address early the next day, her fingers trembling as she rang the doorbell. The house was old and run-down, but it didn’t look any different from the rest of the neighborhood. She took a deep breath and straightened her shirt as the door opened, revealing a burly man with a leering grin. “You must be Timber,” he said, stepping aside to let her in. “Come on in, baby. We’ve been waiting for you.”

Inside, the house was dimly lit and filled with the sounds of moaning and grunting.