My wife Rebecca and I have been married seven years. Rebecca works for a contract software firm and is involved in a local theater group. She had done some acting in college and really enjoys being on stage, and I have to admit she is very good. Rebecca often plays the leading lady or one of the other main female characters as well as working on the sets and costumes. The plays the troupe produces are mostly the classics and last for three or four months with weekend performances only. They make enough money from ticket sales to fund their next production so there is little or nothing left over for building repairs. This was causing a problem because some of the auditorium seats were needing repairs and the lobby carpeting was in dire need of replacement.
There were several meetings with the troupe to discuss how they could raise more money. Suggestions ran the gamut from bake sales to begging on street corners to offering productions with more sexual overtones and even nudity. Rebecca would come home after the meetings and tell me about them. She jokingly said maybe the cast would have to show more skin on stage in order to raise the money they need. We laughed at that know it would not be an option.
Rebecca came home from the next meeting and when I asked how it went, she changed the subject, which I thought was odd. She finally told me that they had decided to produce a play that had a brief nude scene and she was to be in the scene. I had two reactions: no way in hell and a boner that was trying to rip through my pants.
Rebecca saw my jaw go slack and my eyes pop open. She said I really shouldn’t get upset because she would only be exposed for a brief moment and they needed to do something to draw people to watch the play. She rolled her eyes and said, “Like the old saying goes, Sex Sells.”
I couldn’t believe that my wife was going to appear naked on a public stage, and what’s more, she wanted to do it. I asked if she wouldn’t be embarrassed, and she said she wouldn’t because an actor has to do what the script calls for. Holy shit.
That wasn’t all of it. Rebecca didn’t tell me the whole story until I pressed her for details of the play. The lead character was married and having an affair with a co-worker. The main scenes were held in her and her husband’s bedroom where she would entertain her lover. Rebecca would actually be nude in several scenes, not just one as she first told me. And, there was a scene where she and her lover were both naked in bed, albeit under a sheet and another where she and her husband were naked in bed.
Over the next weeks, there was a lot of advertising in the papers and fliers were handed out on the streets. With the publicity, a lot of excitement was being generated and ticket sales were going off the charts. A lot of our friends knew about Rebecca’s hobby and when they found out she would be playing the lead in the new risqué production, they all bought tickets. So did many of our co-workers. I asked Rebecca if she had second thoughts about appearing nude in front of the people she worked with and she said she was fine with it. I didn’t totally believe her because I was a bit apprehensive about my co-workers ogling Rebecca’s nudity.
Finally, it was dress rehearsal night. Mostly family and friends were invited along with a lot of media folks to offer their reviews. The first act took place mostly in the bedroom with Rebecca and her husband discussing their sex life, or lack, thereof. Rebecca was usually dressed in her nightgown and got dressed right onstage for work. Her husband spent most of the act in his boxer shorts, as well. The scene switched to a coffee shop where she would rendezvous with her lover and make plans to meet later at her house.
The beginning of Act II had the first partially nude scene where Rebecca was stripped to the waist by her lover and ended with his face between her tits and them falling on the bed.