That night I tossed and turned in bed, not really sleeping and at times reliving the sexual romp my wife and her friend had that evening. I replayed in my mind her sucking his thick cock, her laying on her back with her legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he pounded her hard and her begging him to cum inside her and not to stop and pull out. I remembered her climbing onto him the way she often did with me for another slow grind to another quiet climax. I replayed this in my mind as I slowly stroked my 6 inch hard cock until I came again, shooting a second hot load for the night onto my chest.
I began to wonder what she would say to me. Would she admit that something happened with Jim? She acted like a school girl who was going on a date before she left with me there watching her pack and primp for her trip. Would she play it off and continue to have an affair with him, sneaking off to be with him when she could. Would she be racked with guilt and confess to me what happened and beg for forgiveness? My gut was in knots thinking about what it would be like when I saw her again, knowing what happened, seeing her fuck someone else and her not knowing that I know.
I awoke the next morning early, getting our son off to school and then heading to work. I called my wife's cell phone from the car to check in as she asked the night before. I got her voicemail which made me wonder if she was purposefully avoiding me. I left her a message telling her I missed her last night and hoped she had fun at dinner. I asked her to call me when she had a chance. I didn't hear from her all morning and I knew she was in meetings with Jim and Mary and the others all morning. I thought she said they would be having lunch and then she would be heading back to her office.
She finally called me at lunch but I was on the line with a client so I couldn't get her call. Her voicemail said they were all going to lunch and that they were not finished so she planned to stay at Jim's branch to the end of the day. It was easier for her to get home from there than her home office since it was half way from our house to her office. She said she would call me later.
I was really nervous about seeing her that night and wondered what it would be like. I was frustrated that we played phone tag all day and I couldn't hear her voice live to try to detect her mood. Later that afternoon she texted me and said the gang from Jim's office was going back to the hotel bar for drinks after work. She hoped I wouldn't mind and that she would see me at home later. I was apprehensive about it knowing she could possibly end up with Jim again by herself. I started to think maybe she didn't check out of the hotel and that they might plan to rendezvous there again. Maybe "drinks with the gang" was a ruse and they were going to get together again for sex. I know if I was Jim that's what I would want.
I texted back that it was fine and I would probably get something to make for dinner on the way home and see her there later. I still had the key to the hotel room from the night before in my car so I decided to head over to the hotel around 3:30 in the afternoon to see if she still had the room.
I figured if she had checked out my key card would not work and then I would know they didn't have the room. I planned to wait there anyway to see if she came over with the "gang" and maybe watch from the other side of the bar to see what happened. I arrived there and went straight to the elevator and up to the floor. My heart was racing as I got to the door. I paused before putting the key in, almost scared of what I would find out.
The key worked! The slut had not checked out! I wonder if Jim told her she could keep the room till the end of the day so they could use it. He was paying for it so it didn't matter to her. I went in and looked around the room. Everything looked normal. I checked the bed spread and could still see the stain where they fucked the night before. I didn't think I could pull off hiding in the room again but I remembered I had our digital video camera in my car. I quickly went back to the car and retrieved it and looked for a place I could hide it and then turn it on and leave it. It has an internal hard drive that can capture 6 hours of video and I had just downloaded all the videos on it to my computer and cleared the hard drive.
I retrieved the camera and went back to the room. I opened the armoire where the TV was in the room, opposite the end of the bed. Below the shelf the TV sat on was about a 4 inch space where the hotel had a web TV keyboard stored. This was just above three dresser type drawers clothing in the armoire. I turned on the camera, started in and slid it into the space and pushed it back so it was not easily seen.
I recorded a few seconds of video of me lying on the bed then I went to look at the placement. It was perfect for catching two people having sex on the bed, I even zoomed the lens a little more so I could capture some really good shots of the action if they did come back to the room. I made sure to cover the top of the camera with a hand towel from the bathroom so the red indicator light and the light from the flip screen could not be seen from the bed. I then left the room and headed down to the hotel bar. It was about 4:00 by now.
I sat in corner of the bar and waited. At about 4:20 I see my wife and Jim enter the bar. I can't say I was surprised not to see anyone else with them. My suspicions had been right; they were going to have another tryst. They went to a small booth near where they were the previous evening. The waitress came to them immediately and took their order. She returned in a flash with two glasses of red wine. Jim and Ginny were in close conversation as they sipped their wine and talked, occasionally reaching over to touch the other. The two glasses were gone rather quickly and the waitress was on the spot with two new glasses. The two of them looked like young lovers, barely looking at anything else but each other.
It was quite clear they were both extremely infatuated with each other and had quite a connection. Jim was wearing a navy blazer and tan slacks with a blue oxford shirt open at the collar. Ginny was wearing a rather tight skirt with a dark blouse; her suit jacket was lying on the booth seat. I could see her nipple protruding through the silky blouse material. They did make quite a hot couple.
They got half way through the second glass of wine and it was now just after 5:00 pm. Jim got a call and stepped away from the table. My wife pulled out her phone and began to type a text message. She finished and put her phone back in her purse just as Jim returned to their table. A second later my phone vibrated. She had texted me. I checked the text and it said "Just finished at the branch office. We're all going to get a drink at happy hour. I should be home by 7:00 or 7:30."