I bought a little spy video camera. To place it in a house they were trying to sell cost me $500 for an experienced guy who did such things. My quandary was where to put it, and I decided the kitchen was the best bet. Real estate people usually hang out there because the counters make handy places to put their sales stuff. I went back in a week to see what had recorded. Nothing. So I recharged it and put it in its little hideaway. The next week I got a hit and took my little spy thingy home to see what I had in detail. I usually did that all pretty quickly, because I did not want to get caught in that empty home.
The first part of the video was nothing but them bullshitting, but when he started to rub my wife's ass things got a little heated. When they left the kitchen, my stomach sank. They had entered the living room which was empty. I kept watching and my wife's heeled foot dangled as seen through the doorway. She was obviously on the floor with those sexy shoes she wears in a constant rhythm keeping the beat of her getting fucked. They were fucking on the floor but I still did not have the proof I wanted and needed.
I found out he liked to go to a quiet little tavern on Thursday nights. I went there, and I was hoping Carol never showed him pictures of me. He sat at the bar, and I ambled up and say next to him. A conversation about nothing but bullshit pursued. The subject finally got to sex. I told him I missed my wife who was staying with her ill mother for awhile. I showed him a picture of my sister and me as my loving wife on my cell phone. Another close up of her with ample cleavage showing got him interested. He told me he wasn't married, but he was dating a married woman who was a hot one. He pressed some buttons on his cell phone and there on the screen stood my wife with only wearing her sexy strapped heels delighting anybody senses. I will admit seeing her naked like that on another cell man's made me a bit warm.
He was very proud of this conquest and went into detail how he finally got her to submit to pleasure with him. He said she was very religious and kept telling him she would not cheat on her husband. He said it did not make sense with the way she dressed wearing blouses so low he saw flashes of her nipples when they were sitting up a sign in the front yard of the home for sale. He told me he would bump into her ass with his cock and he knew damn well she could feel it. Finally, one day with an exceptionally low blouse, he reached in and took her breast out of her bra. She stood there looking at him with her nipple looking hard as a little diamond. She just kept staring with a look that conveyed what are you waiting? He said with that look he pulled her skirt down to find her with no panties. He lifted her to an island counter took his cock out, and when she saw that she spread her legs and he put it on her. She wanted him to take it back out but it was too late for such nonsense and starting fucking her, and she did not hesitate to fuck him back with her one tit out of her bra. He said what a hot piece of ass she was. How her old man wasn't tapping that every day, he would never understand, but then she said he was sick. He said from then on whenever they were on the road they fucked. On a few occasions blew him in a parking lot.
I told him that is quite a story and he countered with don't believe me, come to my house tomorrow evening and go to the pool fence and wait and I will show you. Of course, I did, and from behind the fence, I saw my lovely wife appear in a tiny bikini. He came out naked and dove into the pool and pulled her in the pool. In no time her top was gone, and when he put her on the side of the pool, the bottoms were missing also. As she sat, he swam up to her spread her legs and started eating, as I stood behind the fence jacking off. This scene was Deja Vu, except I was on the wrong side of the fence. When he finally fucked her, I jerked off again because she looked so fucking hot and so religious.