Tony walked out of the airport smiling. He'd given the woman his email address and she'd given him hers. She'd said her name was Sheila and that she lived in Murfreesboro. She said she'd show Sherry's picture to a woman who liked women.
Murfreesboro was perfect. It was far enough from Nashville nobody would know Sheila if she came there and nobody would know Sherry if she went to Murfreesboro, but it was close enough to be a short drive. Now all Tony had to do was get a few pictures of Sherry, pick out one or two, and email them to Sheila.
That night, he used his cell phone to take six pictures of Sherry. After the first one, she looked at him questioningly.
"Why did you take my picture?"
"Well, I don't have any of you that are recent and I want one for my wallet."
"Let me see the picture."
Tony switched his phone to "gallery" and expanded the picture, then showed it to Sherry. She looked at it and then shook her head.
"Tony, my butt looks a mile wide and my hair is a mess. If you have to take a picture of me, give me a minute and then I'll pose for you so I won't look fat."
Sherry came out of the bathroom fifteen minutes later. She'd put on some makeup and had brushed her hair. Tony had to admit she did look a lot sexier. Sherry smiled.
"OK, now, you take my picture from the side, not the front or back. My butt won't look so big that way."
Tony took five more pictures that way and then wondered if that was enough to convince Sheila's friend. He looked at Sherry and grinned.
"How about if you lose some of the clothes?"
Sherry frowned.
"You want pictures of me naked? You're not gonna put them on some website are you?"
"No, I just thought it would be cool to have a couple of you not quite so dressed, like maybe in your bra and panties. They'd just be like when you used to wear a bikini at the beach."
"Well, you can just keep thinking then, 'cause that's not gonna happen, not with my tummy like it is. I don't want you showing me like that to anybody either."
That night while Sherry was getting ready for bed, Tony wrote an email to Sheila and attached two of the pictures. In the email he said this was Sherry dressed like she usually dressed when at home, and he hoped Sheila's friend liked the way she looked.
When he got home from work, Tony checked his email. There was one from "shimmer", the email address Sheila had given him. He waited until Sherry was getting ready for bed again before he opened it, and he smiled when he read the words.
Hi, Tony,
Your wife is a very pretty and sexy woman. The friend I told you about is me, and I would like to see more of her, as in naked. She'll probably want to see me that way as well, but I won't do that until I see her. Could you make that happen? If not, that's OK and I understand. I don't let anybody take my picture when I'm naked except me.
Sheila
Tony was pretty sure if he asked Sherry to strip down and let him take her picture she'd suspect something so he didn't ask. Instead, he went to an on-line shopping site and typed "spy camera" into the search box. Half an hour later, he'd purchased a little video camera with an SD card to hold the videos. Two days later, it came in the mail.
When Tony opened the box on the workbench in his garage, he was surprised at how small the camera really was. It had looked bigger on the site, but it was less then an inch on each side. He read the little paper that came with the camera, then put in the SD card and turned it on. After a minute or so, he turned the camera off, took out the SD card, and then put the card in his laptop. When he pulled up the file, he saw a video of the inside of his garage.
Tony put the card back in the camera and then set the camera for "motion detection". He let it sit for a few seconds and then walked in front of it. There didn't seem to be any change in the camera, so he walked back and forth for a while, then shut off the camera and put the SD card in his laptop again.
He grinned when he pulled up the file. The video started less than a second after he'd walked in front of the camera. That fit into his plan. Now he needed a way to hide the camera in their bathroom. It was tiny, but it would still look out of place unless he could find somewhere to put it where Sherry wouldn't look but would still get the pictures he wanted.
He put the SD card back in the camera, put it in his pants pocket, and put the wrapper and the box in the trashcan so Sherry wouldn't find them. Then he went to the bathroom.
What Tony was looking for was a location for the camera that would show the bathtub. That way, when Sherry took her nightly bath, she'd be naked before she got into the tub and naked when she got out.
He looked around the bathroom for an inconspicuous place and after a couple minutes, thought he'd found that place. Sherry had bought a small, tall cabinet a few years before that stood beside the bathroom door. She used the cabinet to store extra rolls of toilet paper, wash cloths and hand towels. On top of that cabinet was an artificial plant.
When Sherry had put the plant up there, he'd asked why they needed a plant in their bathroom. Sherry said it made the bathroom look more refined. He'd thought a bathroom was just a bathroom and had laughed. Now, he was glad the plant was there.
Tony put the camera in the pot, raised it up a little with a bar of hotel soap from his traveling shaving kit, and pointed it at the tub. He walked around the bathroom, and then put the camera back in his pocket. That night, he put the SD card in his laptop and pulled up the file.
The camera had recorded him walking to the tub and opening the shower curtain, but that's not all it had recorded. Their bathroom was long and narrow, so the camera also had a view of the vanity and the toilet. There was no way he wouldn't get a video of Sherry no matter what she did in the bathroom.
Sherry was already taking her bath by then, so Tony had to wait until he got home from work the next night to hide the camera again. Just to make sure everything would work right, he took the camera out to his garage and plugged in the battery charger, then hid it and the receptacle with the charger under a piece of cardboard he leaned against the wall behind the bench.
The next day was a Thursday. When Tony got home from work, he pulled his car into the garage and then took the camera off the charger and dropped it into his pocket. As soon as he'd put his briefcase beside his desk, he went to the bathroom and put the camera back in the pot, then flushed the toilet so Sherry would think that was why he'd gone in there.
Tony was anxious to see what the camera had recorded and had intended to retrieve it as soon as Sherry took her bath. He didn't get the chance because Sherry surprised him by walking into their living room wrapped in a towel. She crooked her finger at him and grinned.
"You've been doing something every night this week and I'm feeling left out. Come show me you still have what it takes to make me feel good."
It had been a great night. Sherry had always liked sex, but usually waited for him to start something. Once he had, she was a great lover. Tony couldn't figure out what was different that night, but he didn't ask any questions. He just closed his laptop and followed Sherry into the bedroom.
Once they were inside, Sherry dropped the towel. She stroked her right breast and then lightly pinched her nipple. Tony smiled. Sherry's nipples weren't all that big, but once they were touched, they always got stiff and her nipple beds always got all wrinkled and bumpy. He took off his clothes while Sherry got on the bed, and then joined her.
There was no doubt in his mind that Sherry was aroused. When he kissed her, she opened her mouth and searched for his tongue with hers. When she found it, she purred a little moan into his mouth. After that, he didn't really have to do all that much before she was pulling on his cock to get him between her upraised thighs.
Tony entered her slowly because usually she wasn't really slippery at first. Sherry didn't let him do that. As soon as his cock parted her lips, she thrust up her hips and pushed her body over it a little. Tony pulled back and then pushed in again only to have Sherry do that hip thrust thing again. As his cock sank into her warm, wet depths, Sherry moaned.
"Mmm...a week is too long to wait. Do me fast, Honey. I need it that way."
It didn't end up being all that fast, but when Sherry came, she shrieked and dug her fingernails in his ass. Tony gasped when that happened and started stroking like mad. He came just as hard. Sherry was still writhing her hips and moaning when he'd shot his last.
It was the same way the next morning too. This time, Sherry pushed him over on his back, straddled his cock, and moaned as she impaled herself. She started riding him, then pulled his hands to her breasts.
It lasted longer, but the end was just as shattering. Sherry gasped when he tugged on her nipples and her legs started to shake. He rolled both nipples between his fingers and Sherry started to pant. A minute later, she threw back her head, rocked her hips hard into his thighs, and then cried out as the orgasm took her away. Tony came when Sherry cried out again and rocked her hips over his cock. Then she fell down on his chest.
"Mmm...that was great."
Tony cupped Sherry's ass cheeks, separated them, and ran his finger down her crack. Sherry shuddered and he felt a contraction around his cock. He chuckled.
"It feels like you're not done yet."
"Mmm...I'm not, but I have to go shopping today and you have to go to work. I need another bath before that, so you go get ready. I'll take my bath and get ready after you leave."
It seemed to Tony that five o'clock would never come. When it finally did, he drove home thinking about what his camera had recorded. If it had gotten a good video of Sherry taking a bath, he'd have what he needed to send to Sheila. If she liked Sherry and sent him a picture of herself naked, he'd show it to Sherry and explain he just wanted it to happen once. If he could convince Sherry, he could ask Sheila to come to their house and he'd get what he needed to write his story. He knew they'd never let him watch them, but he'd already found a place to put his camera that faced their bed. If Sheila came to their house, the camera would record everything they did.
