Ray sat at his desk and stared at the clock hanging on the wall in front of him. "Two thirty! I've had it. I can't take anymore today." He said to himself. Ray was a computer programmer in a large office and he had been working too many long hours lately. He could feel the burnout eating away at his spirit and knew he needed to take some time off in the worst way but there always seemed to be one more modification that one of his users needed "right away". He looked down at the stack of "Request for Enhancement" forms that were on his desk and groaned.
Just then Paul, Ray's supervisor, came into his office. "Ray" he said smiling "I want you to take the rest of the day off. You have been putting in to much overtime and neglecting that pretty wife of yours."
Ray knew Paul was right. He had been neglecting his wife lately and he desperately wanted to go home but there was so many requests needing his attention. Cindy, Ray's wife of five years, had been a real trooper never getting bitchy or complaining about his long hours but Ray knew she wanted him home. Or at least she had until recently. Now Ray wasn't so sure. The last couple of weeks she had seemed distant and their lovemaking had become almost non-existent. Ray really wanted to go home but he looked down at the pile of requests and said. "Paul, I can't. I've got to much to do."
"Nonsense, that is what God made tomorrows for. Now go home. That's an order son!" Paul smiled and patted Ray on the back. "Go on son, you deserve some time."
"Thanks Paul. I really appreciate this. I know Cindy will too." Ray said and began shutting his computer down.
Paul walked out of the office while Ray waited on his computer to turn off and then he turned off his office light and walked through the companies lobby and out to the elevator. Riding down the elevator Ray felt a weight lifting from him and by the time he reached the parking garage he was smiling and humming a soft tune. He walked through the garage to his car and quickly sped out to the street.
It was early enough in the afternoon that traffic was light and Ray made excellent time driving home. Within thirty minutes he had pulled into the driveway of his small suburban house.
"I'll surprise Cindy. We'll go get an early supper and maybe catch a movie or something." He thought to himself as he reached the front door. It was unlocked and he opened it quietly and slipped into the entranceway.
Their house was small but comfortable and Ray liked the way its floor plan flowed. The entranceway opened to the living room which had a wide-open connection to the dining room / kitchen area. The bedrooms and bathroom was isolated back off of a hallway with the master bedroom way in the back.
Ray slipped into the living room, taking care to walk quietly in hopes of coming up behind Cindy and surprising her. However like the best laid plans, she was not in the living room. She wasn't in the combined dining room / kitchen area either. Ray stopped and thought for a moment. "No the door was unlocked so she must be home. She must be back in the bedroom, probably doing laundry." He thought.
Ray pulled his shoes off to make his walking quieter and then padded softly back to the hallway that led past the spare bedroom, community bathroom and finally to the master bedroom. At the start of the hallway he paused and looked to see if his wife was in the spare bedroom. Nope. So he walked as quietly as he could down the hallway. After only a couple of steps he could hear someone's voice coming from their bedroom, but the voice sounded male. "She must be listening to the radio." He thought. He eased his way farther down the hallway. The bedroom door was open about three inches or so and as he got closer he could hear the voices more clearly. What Ray heard confused him and stopped him in his tracks.
"Do you like fucking me in my husbands bed?" It was his wife's voice
"I love it. I would love fucking you anywhere in the world" a deep man's voice responded.
"Let's take a quick shower first and let me suck that pretty cock of yours." Cindy said and Ray could hear the bed creak with motion.
"Um I love the way you think bitch." The man's voice said and then the bed creaked again.
He leaned forward but the direction the door opened prevented him from seeing into the room so he waited until he heard the shower turn on and then in a horrified daze Ray pushed the door gently open and slipped into his bedroom. He stood so that the door hid him but he could now lean out and see around the door. His position let him see the entire bedroom complete with the now rumpled and wet sheets on his bed.
He could also see into the master bath and for the first time he saw his wife standing naked holding another man. The man was nude as well and as Ray watched Cindy raised up on tip toes and the man bent down and they kissed. It was not merely a peck on the cheek but a deeply passionate kiss that lasted for almost a full minute. Finally Cindy pulled away and laughed. The man grabbed her cute bouncing ass as she stepped into the shower and then followed her in.
Ray didn't know what to do. He felt anger, betrayal and hurt but there was also another feeling in him. He was also incredibly turned on by what he had just seen. He wanted to see what they were doing in the shower, wanted to watch his pretty wife suck this man's cock. He wanted to see the man fuck his wife, plowing her pussy hard and fast and finally filling her cunt with his sperm. So many feelings were swirling around him that he stood motionless for several minutes while the sounds of his wife and her lover's sex play filled his ears. Finally he made a decision. Moving quickly he slipped into the bedroom and then into the large walk in closet that held their wardrobe. There he got their video camera down off the shelf and checked it. Luckily he was one of those anal retentive types that always made sure he charged the batteries before putting the camera away and it was still fully charged. He slipped a new 4mm cassette into the camera and went back into the bedroom making sure he could still hear the shower going. He put the video camera on the dresser pointing toward the bedroom and made sure that it would record everything that happened in the room and then started it recording. He moved a few of the knickknacks that were on the dresser around to make the camera less obvious and then slipped out of the room closing the hall door most of the way behind him.
Ray crept out of his house and went back to his car and drove off without any idea of where he was going. All of the emotions he was feeling flew around in his head and disturbed his thoughts. What was he going to do? Had he lost his wife to her new lover or did she still love him? Ray couldn't stop thinking about the sight of his wife kissing her lover. How erotic it was, yet sickening at the same time. He was confused and frightened and angry but still.
When Ray had finally cleared his thoughts he made a decision on what his next action would be. He turned his car and drove back home. It was late already and he got out and walked up to his door. Cindy greeted him at the door with her usual cold peck and then asked him what he wanted for dinner. Ray didn't say anything, he just turned and walked toward the bedroom. There he picked up the camera and stopped the recording. He rewound the tape and then pushed play for a few minutes to make sure that it had recorded what he knew must have happened. Sure enough it had, so he took the camera and the tape back to the living room.
Cindy had not followed him to the bedroom but she noticed camera when he came out. "Are you going to tape something dear?" she asked.
