My wife Carol and I have been married for fourteen years and overall, we're happy. We both work as corporate executives and bring in excellent income. We live in a great condo in the city, enjoy our careers, and spend as much time as possible with close friends.
Carol and I were open to having children, and tried for a long time, but due to circumstances we never decided to look into it never happened. Eventually our careers became the focus and we settled into a more professional lifestyle-just the two of us.
Carol is an amazing wife and incredibly sexy. She is fit with long blonde hair and pale skin. Legs to die for and an ass that turns heads every time. She's the kind of woman that never leaves the house without looking perfect, even if she's going for a run. She dresses to kill every day for work, her makeup always on point. She takes no crap from anyone and leads her team at work with never ending success, while still having a great sense of humor and the wonderful spirit of the young woman I fell in love with at 23 years old.
As sexy as she will always be to me, our sex life is the one thing that had gone a bit stale until recently. After being married for as long as we have and both of us juggling long work hours, our sex life had all but fallen off the map in the last few years.
While I knew that Carol couldn't be entirely happy sexually, I never had any suspicion that she was cheating on me. Her focus on work and self imagine would preclude her from doing that-or so I thought.
I on the other hand had plenty of opportunity to cheat, particularly with one of my assistants named Kelly. She flirts with me constantly and I knew that I could have her in the sack anytime I wanted to. But even though I was attracted to her and loved the attention, I never made a move or did anything to betray Carol.
About a year ago we decided to begin the process of building a house outside of the city. We wanted more room and the availability to draw up our own plans for the perfect house. We eventually found and purchased the perfect piece of land with no other homes nearby, got subcontractors organized, drew up the plans, and started writing checks to get our new home built.
Carol and I would go by the property several times a week, sometimes together and sometimes individually, to check on progress. After a few months I began to notice that progress on the house seemed to be slowing down. I called the contractors and they all gave me basically the same generic story regarding delays with certain items, manpower, etc.
Initially I bought that but as more time went on with continued delays, I decided to have a look for myself to see what was going on each day. I bought a small wireless hidden camera and installed it inside the house one night after dark. It was fairly cheap, and I knew there would be plenty of easy places to hide a small camera inside a house under construction. The goal was to be able to call out whoever was going out there every day and not actually working. I was going to mention it to Carol the night I bought the camera, but of course she was working late again. It slipped my mind and I never got back around to telling her.
I began going by the property every evening after work to pull the memory card and watch video from the day. The first three nights I saw nothing of interest. Guys showed up, started working, and did their jobs. Then on the fourth night of checking video, when I was almost ready to give up on it, I finally discovered what was happening.
The video showed Carol showing up at the house in the early afternoon and walking into the interior. As soon as she showed up all four guys that were inside at the time stopped what they were doing and gave her their attention.
I then watched to see Carol, who was wearing a business suit and had obviously gone there straight from work, get down on her knees as all four men surrounded her and started pulling out their cocks.
I was horrified. I sat there and watched this video showing Carol giving blowjobs to all four of these construction guys.
After a few minutes I was too upset to continue watching. I couldn't believe that she would betray me in such a disgusting way. I felt sad and angry, trying to figure out how things went this far. She came home that night and I couldn't even speak to her.
The following day at work, still angry, I pulled Kelly into my office and fucked her over the side of my desk. Her pussy was great and I enjoyed finally being able to have a go with her, but it didn't really make me feel any better. To be honest, the whole time I was nailing Kelly all I could think about were the images of Carol sucking those cocks.
Kelly left my office after wiping my cum off of her face and went back to work. I then proceeded to sit at my desk and continue to think about Carol. After about an hour of this I left work for the day to go home and watch the rest of that video.
The video showed Carol at the house for almost two hours, having sex with a total of five different men. The video showed her basically servicing them in every way possible.
As I watched this video, as angry and hurt as I was, I realized that it was also turning me on. That in and of itself kind of sickened me, but my cock started growing harder and harder as I watched my wife have sex with these guys. Eventually I couldn't help myself and started masturbating to the video.
I didn't understand why it turned me on so much, nor did I know how to handle my mixed feelings of anger, sadness, and lust. But needless to say, I not only returned the memory card to that camera but also purchased three more higher quality cameras with microphones. I wanted better angles and to hear what it sounded like as my wife had sex with these random strangers.
From there I spent the next several weeks getting into a routine of learning my wife's filthy proclivities.
Carol exercises in the morning before work and stays late. I usually exercise in the evening after work. This pattern gave me the perfect opportunities to get home and watch video.
