Several years ago, my wife, Brandie, and I, had been separated for eight months, but for a compassionate reason. Her Mother, who lived in another state, had been diagnosed with cancer and needed someone to care for her in her last several months of life. So, Brandie made the decision to move in with her Mom, take care of her to her passing, then dispose of her assets, and close out all of her affairs.
My wife and I were both in our fifties and had been married for over twenty years. We were passionately in love with each other and had a very active sex life. Brandie and I, used to work together, at a job that had us on the road, more than we were home. But when her Mother fell ill, my wife took an early retirement, spent several months at home, with frequent trips back and forth to see her Mom, and went to live with her, those last eight months. So, when I was home on the weekends, and the house was empty, except for me being in it, I missed my wife terribly!
During those eight months, I only had a couple of weekends when my work took me close to her Mother's home, that I was able to be there with her, and her Mom. Needless to say, with the stress my wife was under, and with her Mother in the house, terminally ill, my wife's sex drive on those few occasions, was nearly nonexistent. Same was true for the weekend I spent there for the funeral, about a month before my wife finally moved back home.
While Brandie was gone to live with her Mom, I hired a housekeeping service to keep the house clean and do my laundry, so that I didn't have to spend my weekends doing those chores. When I made the decision to get a housekeeper service, I set up a bunch of web linked spy cams, all over the house, so that every corner of every room was covered, including the bathroom and laundry room. These cameras were hidden in clocks, picture frames, mirrors, fake smoke detectors, and other devices that I could plant all over the house and no one would notice them. Then while I was out on the road on business, I could make sure that my housekeepers weren't ripping me off, using my house for illicit reasons, or snooping where they had no business snooping. I never caught them doing anything unsavory, and before anyone gets upset at me for even spying on them in the bathroom, I only had one spy cam in there, in a fake smoke detector on the ceiling, and that didn't reveal anything of a private nature, when all they did was pull their pants down, or dress up, to sit on the toilet. At least one of the cams, in each room of the house, had a microphone on it, so that I could also hear what was going on, as well as see it. With all of these cams, I had the limited ability to scan left/right/up/down, and to zoom in and out to a certain extent with each of them.
When my wife finally moved back home, I thought it would be fun to leave the cameras in place and not tell her about them. That way, while I was out on the road, I could see her, when she didn't know I could see her, and I could play little games with her head. I didn't do this because I suspected that my wife was cheating on me when I wasn't home, or for any other reason. It really was driven by just a playful desire to screw with her head a little, before I eventually told her about them. I thought the most I might ever catch her doing, was maybe using her vibrator on herself while I was away, and if I caught her at that, I intended to call her, choose that moment to talk dirty to her, and maybe have a little phone sex. Little did I know, that these cameras were going to become a treasure trove of sexual pleasure, way beyond my wildest dreams!
After Brandie was back home, and had finally released all of that pent up tension that she had been under for so many months, we started to get our lives back to normal. The first thing that we did, was to start fucking like rabbits! Whenever I was at home, we were almost constantly having sex. As long as we were in the home alone, and didn't have visitors, or family around, Brandie was wearing some of her sexiest and sleaziest lingerie, and we had sex all over the house! A few times, those first few weeks she was home and I was on the road working, I did catch her on those cams, using her vibrator. I did call her, and we did have phone sex, which is something that my wife had almost never done the entire time that I had known her. But since I "caught her", in the act, at a particularly horny moment, she was game. Of course she thought it was just coincidence, she had no idea that I could see her!
About a month after she was home, my wife and I, decided to throw a party with a few close friends and blow off some of the steam of the last year. So, on a Saturday night, about two dozen friends showed up at our home and we all proceeded to party. Of course we had plenty of booze, and our friends brought more. We had music playing through a system that I hooked up years ago in our home, that allowed us to hear it in any room of the house, and this caused spontaneous dancing between couples, and sometimes women dancing with each other, while the men watched, in various places throughout the house. The women were all in their mid 30's to mid 50's, none of them were bad looking, and all of them were dressed to kill! With a chance to party, and no doubt with a little female competition in mind as well, they had all dressed very sexy in short skirts, high heels, revealing blouses, etc.
My wife, Brandie, although she was in her mid 50's, at 5'7" tall, blond hair, pretty face, 38C tits, perfect ass, and long sexy legs that many women half her age would kill to have, was the sexiest women there. I'm not gonna tell that old tired lie, that my 50ish wife was so fucking hot that she made 20 year old "Barbie types" look like men. No, she's not that perfect. She carried a little more weight around her middle than she wanted, but other than that, she was one sexy, and fucking desirable 50ish woman, who easily passed for early 40's!
My wife has always had a great collection of sexy clothes, from normal street wear and business attire, that was respectable and sexy at the same time, to slutty club wear that made her look like a tramp, to lingerie that revealed ALL that she wanted to show, and everything in between!
For this party, she was wearing a very see through, dark red, nylon blouse that had a solid silk collar, sleeve cuffs, trim down the front where the buttons and button holes were, and two solid silk pockets, strategically placed over her tits. If she were wearing this blouse out anywhere, she would wear a camisole underneath it. Tonight she just wore a sexy lace, black, hook in the front bra under it. When she first put it on, I mentioned to her how sexy that was, but that some of the wives of the couples, who were coming to the party tonight, might not like her showing "that much" to their husbands.
Brandie responded with, "Fuck 'em! This is my house, my party, and if they don't like it, they can take their men and go home!"
She completed her outfit with a dark red thong that matched the color of the blouse, a pair of high quality, shear black, thigh high stockings with lacy tops, and a short black skirt that barely came down over the tops of her stockings while standing. Sitting on a bar stool, on a chair, or in a soft cushioned living room chair, she was going to be showing the tops of those stockings and bare thighs above them.
She capped off her outfit with a pair of dark red, velvet, high heeled pumps, that matched the color of her blouse and thong.
As the party got wound up and everyone started feeling the effects of the copious amounts of alcohol we were all consuming, the dancing became a little more sexual, and a few of the women even "flashed" a quick view of a bare ass cheek, a barely covered tit, or a G-string covered pussy! But no matter how much the men begged for more, we couldn't get any of the women naked. A couple of times during the night, a husband/wife, or boyfriend/girlfriend couple, would slip off into one of the other bedrooms, (other than our master bedroom), and have a quickie.
