Since my husband was promoted to district manager, he rarely, if ever, spends any time at home. Jack is the regional manager over five states, so our only method of communication is through the use of a webcam. Unfortunately for me, I didn't realize that my husband was watching me over the Internet when I stripped naked and teased the older gentleman that delivers our newspaper. Jack enjoyed my performance in "Peggy's Nude Theater" so much that he now expects me to do it all the time. The worst part is that he shares my videos with his friends and coworkers.
Why do I continue to do it? It's simple...money! My husband is much older than me and he is quite wealthy. I, on the other hand, have no higher education, no work experience and no skills that would afford me the ability to live in the lifestyle that I have become accustomed to. It was also made clear to me that the videos I've made would be shown in court, virtually guaranteeing that I would not receive any money from a divorce settlement. Therefore, Jack has me trapped and he knows it!
The last time my husband was home, he set me up with the latest spy camera equipment. There's a pinhole camera that I can connect to my laptop and hide just about anywhere in the condo. He also purchased a few portable wireless cameras that provide high quality video resolution and excellent audio clarity. One camera fits on my keychain and looks like an MP3 player. I can clip it to the handle of my purse or gym bag. Another camera is built into a very stylish pair of sunglasses and a third camera is a button that I can sew into my clothing. There's even a camera that looks like an ink pen. The batteries will last for over two hours on a single charge.
I guess what makes my videos so captivating is my youthful looks. I'm twenty-five years old and just over five feet tall with brown hair and a petite figure. I have medium-sized breasts, but they're full and firm with round rosy nipples. I also have a neatly-trimmed brunette bush with the hair down between my legs cut extra short so that my sweet pink pussy lips are easily accessible. I've been told that I have a cute face and I've also been told that I still look like a teenager, which is probably what makes my videos so appealing to the guys.
In the past, I've created several situations where I flashed in public, but something unexpected always seemed to happen leaving me naked, vulnerable and humiliated. Showing my body in public can be both exciting and terrifying. Now that my antics are being recorded with a spy camera, the situations have become even more intense, although the videos were quite simplistic in their infancy.
My first video took place during a workout at the gym. I clipped my keychain camera to my gym bag and carried it around with me everywhere I went. I even took it with me into the girls' locker room. After finding a locker, I set the gym bag down on the bench, positioned the camera towards me and began disrobing.
First I turned my back to the camera and unzipped my denim skirt. I slowly worked the skirt over my hips and down my legs while displaying my panty covered ass to the camera. After placing my skirt in the locker, I lifted my T-shirt over my head, which left me standing in front of the camera wearing only my silky pink panties and matching pink bra.
I put on my white gym shorts and a light blue top, and then I looked at myself in the mirror. Even though my gym shorts were made of a stiff material, I could still see my pink panties showing through the shorts. My bra was also visible from inside the large arm holes of my shirt. The pink bra could even be seen peeking out below the cut-off T-shirt. The hem of the shirt was cut right at the bottom of my breasts, but I normally wear a sports bra underneath so it's no big deal. However, today I didn't bring a sports bra.
In the mirror, my lacy bra and bra straps were hanging out all over the place. Wearing a sports bra always looked fine under the shirt, but a flimsy see-through bra made it look like I was trying to show off. I decided to remove my underwear and see if it looked any better. As I walked back to my locker, a girl came in and selected the locker next to mine. I was going to turn the camera off, but I didn't know how to do it without drawing attention to the device, so I just let it run.
The girl unfastened her jeans and slipped them down her legs. She was wearing white bikini underpants with little flowers on them. She was also wearing a T-shirt with the name of a local college on it. I asked her if she went to the college and she said that she was a senior, so I estimated her age to be around twenty-two. She was a cute girl, around five-four with short reddish hair in a wedge cut. When she removed her T-shirt, it was plain to see that her breasts were much larger than mine.
I didn't want to stare, so I took off my shorts and pulled down my panties. I hung my panties in the locker and stood there bottomless beside the girl, and also in front of the camera. As I slipped my white shorts back on, the girl gave me a funny smile.
Assuming that she was wondering why I removed my panties, I said, "I had to take my panties off because I could see them through my shorts."
The girl stated, "Oh I never wear underpants in here. I don't want any visible panty lines."
With that, the girl slipped off her bikini panties and tossed them in her locker. Then she straddled the bench before sitting down. Her legs were spread apart and she was facing the camera! The girl had a smooth shaved beaver and there was nothing between her sweet little pussy lips and the spy cam, so I stepped aside and let the camera roll.
Then the girl removed her white bra and flaunted her ripe melons in front of the camera. She had big firm boobs with silver dollar size nipples. They looked natural and she didn't seem to have a modest bone in her body. With the girl still parading her naked body around in front of the camera, I slipped off my shirt and took my bra off. Then I put my bra in the locker.
I said, "My bra shows through this tiny T-shirt, so I had to take it off, too."
I think the girl thought I was coming on to her because I put my cut-up T-shirt on and asked, "Do you think this shirt is too revealing without a sports bra?"
She said, "Let me check. Lean forward."
The girl looked down the front of my shirt. I could feel that the material had fallen away from my breasts so I knew my nipples were exposed. Then she inspected the sides of my shirt. I figured that if she could see my nipples from the front, then she could see my nipples from the sides, too.
Then she commanded, "Raise your arms up."
I raised my arms and I could feel the short cut off T-shirt ride up above my nipples.