My wife and I had our first cuckold session last week. It was amazing. I watched an anonymous stranger take my wife on our couch in our condo. She seduced him while teasing me to the point of almost passing out. We made love afterwards and the whole thing has seemed to have brought us closer to each other.
This week has been a bear at work. I am the CEO of a major company. My job is very stressful and we are in the middle of purchasing one of our competitors. For the last six months I have been traveling across country to get everything finalized so that we can make the announcement publicly. This week has been no different. On Monday I packed my bag and kissed my sexy wife goodbye. Before I left, she slinked up to me and asked me to go to her lingerie draw and to pick out a set of sexy underwear and bra. She told me that when I flew home, I needed to text her when I landed. She would put on what I chose and would meet me at the door as I arrived home. Yikes, I thought. Maybe I should not go on my trip. I opened her draw and pulled out one of my favorites. The panties are a thong style, pink and very smooth. The bra matches the thong and is the same smooth silky material. When she wears it, it looks like a second set of skin. I handed my selection to her and she placed them on my pillow and told me they would be waiting for me on Friday.
I got an Uber and headed to the airport. My flight was a very long four hours. Although I tried to work on the flight, my mine kept racing back to her and her sexy body. The thought of her bubble butt wrapped in that silk thong made me weak. I finally landed and went to the hotel and planned out my week. The rest of the week was full of contentious meetings, negotiations and Alpha Male battles. By the end of the week, I was spent and was looking forward to heading home. My flight was equally as long and boring on the way home. I purchased internet on the plane and checked some things on my phone. In a bit, my phone buzzed. It was a text from my wife. She told me that she missed me and could not wait for me to get home. She asked me what time I would arrive at our front door of the condo. I told her I was landing at 5 pm and the Uber ride would take about an hour to the city and the condo. She sent a smiley emoji back then a kiss. Then a quick note that I should check my text when I landed.
I finally landed and swiftly made my way to the Uber pick up area. I checked my text and there was a picture. It was my wife in her bra and panties. She was so beautiful and so incredibly sexy. It took me a moment to understand that she was not holding her phone. I could see both of her hands. Who took the photo I thought. I texted that she was hot and very sexy, then asked who took the picture. She texted back just two words. Nanny Cam.
About a year ago, she purchased a couple of nanny cams for the condo. Some of her jewelry had come up missing and she thought the cleaning crew had been going through her stuff. She had placed them all over the condo and could see almost every corner. We both had an app on our phones so that we could watch the crew clean the condo. Ultimately, the jewelry turned up and had not been stolen but she had kept the cameras. My Uber arrived and I hoped in the back seat. Once I got settled, I turned on the app. As the pictures formed in their little squares on my screen, I noticed that she was not alone in our living room. There was a tall muscular man standing next to her. I hit the square and blew it up to full size. I popped in my ear buds and turned the volume to 10.
At first it was very quiet, they were just standing there looking at each other. Then my wife walked up to him and began to unbutton his shirt. She did it slowly and never stopped looking directly into his eyes. He just stood there arms down and stared back at her. Once unbuttoned, she slid his shirt off his shoulders and let it drop to the floor. She took her hand and gently rubbed the center of his chest. She slowly slid her hand lower until it reached his belt. Again, she continued to stare into his eyes as she unbuckled it. A quick flick of her long thin fingers released the button on his pants. His zipper was undone and his pants joined his shirt on the floor.