They had been school sweethearts and had married very young which as it turned out was a mistake. Julia and Mike were only twenty when they got hitched and thought they would grow old together but it wasn't long before things went wrong.
Neither was to blame really, they both soon realised they had very different interests and as the years went by the love they had for one another gradually faded until eventually they decided to go their separate ways.
There was no bad feelings between them, the split was quite amicable with no arguments and both took an equal share from the sale of their house which was a substantial amount.
The house had been left to them in Julia's Fathers will who had died not long after she and Mike had married quite unexpectedly from a heart attack and as her mother had died when Julia was only eight years old and being an only child she was the sole beneficiary.
So after fourteen years of married life, now thirty four years old and alone Julia decided she would try a new venture. She gave up her job and bought a small B and B just along the coast from Brighton. She had often toyed with the idea and now seemed the perfect time to take the plunge and try her hand.
Wanting to run the business alone Julia soon found it was too much work. Consisting of four rooms each containing a double bed she found she could manage with the daily cleaning and laundry but offering a full English breakfast each morning together with the general duties was proving impossible.
Not wanting to employ additional staff she hit on an idea. Julia changed the B and B status to just a B. In other words she gave up breakfasts and just offered the bed. With a reduction in what she charged it became quite popular and she found she could now manage comfortably by herself.
Julia was very naïve in many ways. When she was signing in a man she estimated to be in his late forties accompanied by a girl who looked to be in her early twenties she assumed they were Father and Daughter and so informed them that she had no single beds only doubles. She didn't understand why the man smiled and the girl sniggered as they told her they didn't mind sharing.
Giving them the only vacant room, room number three she left them to settle in still believing them to be Father and Daughter. Room three was on the ground floor at the back of the house. Strangely room number one was at the front of the house with number two above that and room four above number three at the back. This is how they had been numbered when Julia bought the property and although she thought it strange, hadn't changed it.
These rooms were situated on the left side of the building on entering the central front door. To the right the front ground floor room was the reception and storage area while the back room housed the kitchen. Upstairs was Julia's bedroom and living area the staircase running up the centre of the building opposite the front door.
That evening as Julia came out of the kitchen with a cup of tea in her hand to take up to her room her attention was drawn to room three. She noticed the door was slightly ajar so walked towards it to investigate. She stopped in her tracks totally shocked at what she could see through the crack in the door.
The man who had booked himself in as Mr Smith was standing naked in front of, who Julia believed to be his daughter as she kneeled before him. His erect penis stood up straight as though it was pointing at the ceiling while the girl licked at the base.
Julia was mesmerised by the sight of this huge cock. She'd never seen anything this big before, she estimated it to be around six inches but of course the only comparison she had was her estranged husbands which she thought was the norm and never considered that they came in different sizes.
Still thinking the girl was his daughter Julia was torn between disgust and intrigue, intrigue winning as she watched on. Creeping a little closer for a better view careful not to be heard or seen Julia examined the naked girls body. Her nipples stood out erect from her pert young breasts and were surrounded by large dark areola.
"Oh Mr Graham, your cock is so hard," said the girl and continued licking his rock hard shaft.
Poor naive Julia wondered why she wasn't calling him Dad and then wondered why she was calling him Mr Graham when he had booked in as Mr Smith. Her thoughts were soon diverted as she watched the girl lick up his shaft to the tip.
"I just love the taste of pre cum, and there's so much," said the girl lapping away at his wet knob.
Julia was entranced as she watched on. She'd never seen anything like this before and couldn't take her eye's off of the scene in front of her.
"That's a good girl, lick it all up," the man said.
Julia couldn't help wonder what it would taste like.
"Right girl now get on that bed and spread your legs, I'm going to eat your pussy," said the man.
At this moment Julia's trance was broken by a door opening upstairs bringing her back to reality. Reluctantly she tip-toed away from her vantage point and hurried upstairs to her own room.
She soon became aware of how wet she was between her legs, something she hadn't felt for years. Julia had led a very sheltered life. Her sexual experience was so limited. She had only ever had sex with one man which of course was her husband.
Mike had only ever been with Julia and so neither had any experience and sex never seemed that important even when they were younger. Sex was always with the light out, they had barely seen each other naked and although Julia wasn't aware of the fact, she had never had an orgasm.
The rest of the evening Julia's mind kept replaying what she had watched in room three. It was her first real view of naked bodies in any detail apart from the odd glimpse of her husband which had only ever been in very dim light. The man's penis in room three had seemed so big and hard and she was a little perturbed to find she was getting aroused at the thought of the girls bare body especially her erect nipples and firm breasts.
After a very restless nights sleep Julia struggled through the next day. Her guests from room three handed their key in at about ten and on seeing them leave just had her thinking that more vividly of what she couldn't shake from her thoughts.
After another couple of days she realised she was unlikely to witness anything like that again. It had awakened something inside her so strongly that she was desperate to experience more. The urge was so strong that her mind was working overtime. In some kind of eureka moment she had the answer.
Her previous job had been an administrator at a security company. They supplied and fitted a variety of surveillance camera's and although Julia didn't actually fit them herself, had picked up enough knowledge to feel confident she could.
Overcoming the feelings of knowing it was wrong she couldn't help her excitement when the camera she had ordered online was delivered. She couldn't wait to try it out but unfortunately it was late afternoon and three of the rooms were already occupied with the fourth room empty with no booking for that night.
She realised she would just have to be patient so decided to fit the camera while the room was empty and wait for the next day when she hoped she would have a guest or better still guests to view on her new device. Of course even then she couldn't be sure there would be anything to see. Was it that common what she witnessed the other day? Julia just didn't know.
The camera was easy enough to fit. It was a simple device, a small wireless camera fitted in what looked like a large energy saving light bulb. Although it ran on battery power, when the light was on it would charge the battery.
As Julia was leaving the room after swapping the new bulb for the old she was startled by the sound of the front door bell ringing. As the empty room was room number one, being so close she was soon opening the front door.
