Arnold rushed out of his home and into his Buick, keyed in the ignition and screeched out of his driveway like the devil was after him. His palms were sweaty over the steering wheel, he breathed with feverish excitement, glancing at his watch almost every minute, hopping that he wouldn't take long to get what he'd gone out in search of.
Nearly three blocks from his house he spotted a shop that he reckoned would have what he wanted. Arnold parked in front of it and got out, checked his watch again as he pushed his way through the shop's doors and groaned. He already was five minutes gone. He knew that every second counted – there's absolutely no way that his Daisy would wait any longer for him to get what he wanted and be back home in time for them to get things started. That never was her style; being married to her five years already, he knew her too well for that.
What he wanted were a set of batteries for his digital camera. The proprietor helped him with his purchase and by the time he'd paid for them and rushed back into his vehicle, he was another five minutes gone. There was mild traffic on his way back and he stepped a little on the gas pedal to beat through it.
Arnold got home with ten minutes to spare, his heart beating excitedly in his chest as he stepped back into his home. He sighed as he closed the door behind him. Daisy and her lover, Mike weren't seated by the sofa where he'd left them. It was just his unfortunate luck to discover that the former batteries to his camera had died on him and he had no spare in the house anymore which was why he'd gone out in the first place.
Their clothes littered the floor leading all the way down the corridor to their bedroom. Even from where he stood, Arnold could hear the sound of his wife's voice giggling. He inserted the batteries into his camera as he approached the door and stepped inside.
Mark sat on the bed with his undershorts pulled down his thighs while Daisy knelt before him, stroking at the same time sucking the head of his cock. She wore a fishnet top and nothing else; her round ass seemed to reflect the bedroom's light. They barely registered Arnold's entrance.
"You two just couldn't wait for me, could you," Arnold said rather petulantly.
"Ohh don't get so upset, Darling," Daisy glanced at his direction with a grin. "You know how hot I get in times like this."
"Yeah, I'll bet." But Arnold already was past being upset and now trained his camera upon them.
He was an amateur photographer and prior to he and his wife getting involved in the lifestyle, the only photographs he'd indulged himself in taking was family snapshots. But now it was as if he'd found his true calling and never resisted the chance to take flicks of his wife getting it on with some bull lover of hers. He took several shots of her from behind, loving the sight of her ass in his aperture. When he'd taken a few of her sucking Mark's cock, he dropped his camera on the bed and took off his clothes.
