The morning was already hot and sticky as I made my way down the winding dirt road that led to the lake house. The bi-monthly routine of mowing and upkeep promised to be hot and tiring on this July day. My wife and I had built the summer get away five years ago. At first we made the long drive nearly every weekend. Now we used the house sparingly due to increased work demands. The house was mainly used by our friends for a week or weekend vacation. We had talked of putting it on the market at the end of this season and maybe investing in a condo on the beach.
I pulled into the driveway and noticed the grass was not as high as usual. Tracy and Kelley had used the house two weeks ago and it was obvious they had tended the yard to my pleasure. I got out of the truck and headed down towards the boat house. It had been broken into on a few occasions which abruptly stopped after I installed motion detected security cameras. "Property Monitored By Video" sign was the first thing any potential thief saw as he approached the house or the boat house. Thankfully, all was in order and I made my way to the house. I had planned on staying the one night and unloaded the few groceries and cleaning supplies.
I took a long look around the house and hated the thought of selling it. It was a simple log cabin styled house consisting of two bedrooms, a kitchen, and a large great room with a fireplace. My wife and I had placed quite a bit of money into the rustic wood furnishings to give it a unique feel. On the oak dining table sat a 12 year old bottle of scotch and a note from Tracy and Kelley thanking us for the use of the lake house. I quickly erased the thought of sampling the scotch and began my work routine.
I went to the second bedroom and unlocked the cabinet that held the taping machine for the boat house camera. We installed it two years ago to hopefully thwart break ins and thievery. The boat house had a enclosed cabana that faced the lake and a storage room behind it. The cabana had a day bed and refrigerator that could actually be used to house two additional guests if needed but was mostly used to store towels for the lake. Twice it had been burglarized prior to the camera and signs. The camera installed in the corner of the ceiling was concealed by crown molding to prevent the thieves from stealing it.
I was quite surprised that one tape had been completely recorded and the second was around halfway through. Most of the time when I check the tape it would have maybe 10 minutes of tape that showed a dog or raccoon that passed too close to the glass door causing the camera to record. My curiosity was peaked as I plugged the first tape into the machine and began fast forwarding through the tape. I pressed the play button as the screen showed Tracy carrying cases of beer to the fridge. Kelley's voice was heard next.
"Do you think you bought enough beer," she asked as the camera filmed her coming through the door with more beer.
"Yep, I think so," Tracy replied as he began breaking the beers out of the cases.
"I just don't want to have to go back to town is all. Besides, there's only going to be six maybe eight people tomorrow," he continued.
I watched as Kelley helped him unload the beer. The camera angle showed the swell of her full breasts in the bikini top and her tanned legs in cutoff shorts. Damn I'd love to see those puppies exposed I thought to myself as they finished their chore and left.
I looked at the clock on the mantle and noticed it was already after noon. The voyeur in me tugged at my brain to finish watching the tape. There was at least six hours between the two tapes and I had to finish my chores before the heat of the afternoon took hold. I stopped the tape that now showed an empty room and went outside to mow the grounds. All the while I thought about the tapes hoping that Kelley would show some tit or something. At forty, she was one of the prettiest women I knew. She took care of herself and it showed. I knew that was probably not the case and the tape would show only people retrieving towels or beers.
Two hours later I finished mowing and weeding the yard. Drenched in sweat I kicked off my shoes and dived off the dock into the lake. The shock of the cold water was refreshing as I floated around and cooled off. I got out, stripped off my shorts and grabbed a towel from the cabana. This is part of what I loved about this place. There were only three other houses on this side of the lake and each was obscured from the other by thick growths of trees and brush. I went back into the main house and put on dry shorts. Eyeing the scotch, I thought better and grabbed a cold beer from the refrigerator. I grabbed the remote and started the tape again.
I fast forward through the tape stopping each time a new image appeared on the screen. The tape showed mostly Tracy fetching beers or a towel. My fingers worked the remote as my hopes of catching anything risqué dwindled. Kelley's image caused me to immediately stop and back up the tape. It showed her coming through the door and getting a towel and two beers. She had removed her shorts and to my gratitude showed her exiting the cabana in a thong. I played the tape back twice as the camera filmed her round ass leaving.
I stopped the tape and thanked the gods as I got up to get another cold beer. I needed to finish my viewing and work on the inside of the house. Sitting back in my recliner I once again started the machine. Images of Tracy came up as more beer was gotten. Finally, Kelley came in and caused my pulse to quicken. She reached around and removed her wet bikini top revealing hard thick nipples to my view. My dick stirred as she reached down to remove her bottoms. She turned slightly as she slid them down her tanned legs blocking my view of her crotch. "Damn it", I said aloud to no one as she put on a dry T-shirt and cut offs sans panties.
She left and the camera automatically shut off again. I backed the tape up and watched repeatedly as she removed her bikini top. Her breasts were nice and round with dark areolas and thick nipples. I gulped down the second beer and got another. House work could wait I thought hoping to get any other look at her.
I began watching the tape again stopping it as Don's image appeared on the TV screen. Don was a mutual friend of ours who had a pretty yet shy wife that sometimes struck me as stuck up. Now I knew that Tracy and Kelley had invited them over for beers and probably supper. The glass door of the cabana was now dark and I had no idea what time of night it may have been. The next scene showed Tom fetching a beer. Tom is in college and stays at his parent's lake house two properties down from ours during the summer breaks. He was soon followed by another young man that I could only guess was his buddy.
"Nice ta ta's on the MILF's," his friend said as they opened their beers.
"You ain't lying," Tom said. "I've seen Kelley many times naked lying out on the beach. Nice tiny blonde bush to go with it," Tom said.
"Really?" his friend asked. "Did she know you were looking at her?" he pried.
"Hell no. I came around the point on the canoe and they were naked on the beach. I got my binoculars and watched her suck some good dick," Tom said to an open mouthed friend.
"Fuck me. I'd love to see those tits and that other woman's too," his friend said. "I'm glad her old man left. At least she's getting buzzed now," he said as they left the cabana.
I snickered to myself thinking about these two horny young guys. I fast forward more of the tape and stopped as Don's wife Sandra came in to get beers. She had on a bright sun dress barely showing the tops of her tits. She was soon followed by Tom's friend.
"Here, let me help you with that," he said to her as she began grabbing beers out of the fridge.
