"Congratulations team! A successful launch of the 'Private Eye' satellite. Now the real work begins! Let's see what this baby is capable of so that we get some more funding for the next five years." That was my team leader, John Spraggs. It was his job to propose projects for the NASA development teams and to sell these projects to whoever could pay for them. In this case it was the US military, so the whole project was dark. No one except for our team and a select few military strategists knew about 'Private Eye'. I was in the team because my engineering skills included the design and assembly of high-end camera technology. This is what 'PE', as our team called the project was really all about. It was a state-of-the-art camera system which could spy on anything under its flight path. It wasn't just the usual commonly known type of spying! Yes, we could see your house, and yes, we could see a car of some sort in your street. But, that was what the public already knew. This was different. This camera, or array of cameras really, could enhance images so clearly, that we could tell the brand name of the tee shirt that you might be wearing as you mowed the lawn in your back yard! That was because of me, Bill Yates! I was responsible for assembling the highest quality lens technology and cutting edge digital enhancement software to produce this wonder. Yep, I was a NASA nerd! Now we had to test it!
For the umpteenth time that year, Jane, my wife complained about the long hours I spend at the station. That's our name for the development lab where our team was based. "For god's sake Bill! Can't they let you go just this once? This party is important. All of our friends will be there. They always ask about you, you know." Well, yes that was true. Whenever I wasn't at one of Jane's parties, everyone asks where the nerd is. Whenever I do go to one of the parties, which is rarely, I am usually left alone while Jane socialises vigorously. Even though Jane makes a fuss whenever I don't go, I think that secretly she is glad I am not there. I seem to cramp her style a bit. Her style is to meet as many people as possible. If they are rich, or popular, she will monopolise on their time. If they are handsome, rich and popular, she will absolutely hone in on them! I did comment to her about her manner during these parties, warning her that some people would find her behaviour challenging, especially if they were the wife or partner of one of these gentlemen. She just laughed and put it off as a bit of fun.
Our life together has sort of stagnated since our two children left home. Mary and Bruce were both in college now, and yes, they were studying aeronautical engineering. We connected on a very academic as well as familial level. I loved our kids. They were smart, social and sensible. I think they inherited some of Jane's social skills! Jane was a bit peeved that they both followed in their dad's footsteps career-wise, but what can you do? Jane always was a stay-at-home mum as my salary was more than adequate to support our middle income lifestyle. Jane, at any rate always was focussed on the social life. Good clothes, lavish parties, the latest fashions were all part of Jane's existence. I loved Jane. Her and I were always complimentary of each other. Where she was loud and vivacious, I was quiet and pensive. We had a comfortable relationship which was work based for me, while Jane loved the family responsibilities. It seemed to work well, at least while the kids were at home. Lately, however, I sensed that there were kinks in the veneer of our marriage. I knew that it would have something to do with the added hours of commitment to my work, but I also sensed that there was an unfulfilled need in Jane. She seemed at odds with the lack of kid time which she had been used to. Our sex life was very 'vanilla', but it had always been like that. I did try on numerous occasions throughout our life to spice things up a bit, suggesting different positions, toys, etc. Jane, for all of her vivaciousness, was never really interested. I wrote it off as a normal part of a marriage, especially in our stage of life. How wrong I was!
"Bill, come and look at this!" It was my 2IC, Brian. "These cameras are just coming online now and the resolution is amazing. Good job buddy!" I glanced at the screen and saw for the first time, the feed from PE. The quality of image surpassed my HD TV at home! The level of detail which was visible was way beyond expectations. "John's gonna' love this!" I said. We spent the next couple of hours, testing all of the camera's movement capabilities as the satellite passed over various locations in the country. "Luckily the pubic don't know about this capability," I mused. "They would be pissed if they knew the level of detail it is capable of."
That day, I went home early, bottle of wine and flowers in hand, along with a take-out Chinese meal. Romantic I know! "To what do we owe this?" Jane asked as I walked in. She seemed flustered. Like a cat caught at the milk on table! "Just celebrating a huge success at work today. All of those long hours spent there during the past year have finally paid off. The project is a huge success and I have been given a fantastic bonus. No more long hours in the future. I hope to now follow normal eight to five hours!" I said proudly as I kissed and hugged her. She shied away from a full on the mouth kiss, turning her head so that her cheek caught my lips. "That's great news Bill," she said as she hurriedly left the kitchen. "I will be back in a minute. Just some last minute tidying up to do. Sorry, you caught me by surprise. Normally I have all of this done by the time you get home. Be a dear and set out the table. Back in a jiff!" And with that she was gone, leaving me with the flowers, wine and meal. I set up for dinner, poured two glasses of wine and vased the flowers before she came back. She had showered, obviously brushed her teeth and tidied up. "Thanks hon," she said. Just had to throw a load in the washing machine. Wow! Sweet and sour pork. My favourite!" We ate, drank and made love that night. The usual sex. Missionary. I came, she came and we went to sleep.
My analytical mind wouldn't let go of the nagging thought that there was something odd about that evening. I went to work the next day and continued to put PE through its paces. On a whim, I asked Brian to put the satellite over our neighbourhood. If we were really going to spy on something, I wanted to make it our house. I felt a bit guilty about spying at this level on the homes of people I didn't know. As our house and yard came into view, I saw in great detail every aspect of our place. The pool, the trees, the fence which needed fixing, the broken roof tile over the kitchen. Even the bare patch of lawn where I accidently poured weed killer instead of fertiliser! I saw our driveway. I saw the brown Porsche parked just inside our garage. "Nice wheels man!" commented Brian. "I didn't know you earned that much to buy one of those!" He looked at me and instantly saw that I had paled and was locked in a mouth-open expression. "We don't!" I managed to whisper. "Oh shit!" Brian exhaled. "Brian, zoom in on the number plate please. This needs investigating further." The plates were loud and clear. VBG385. "Strange!" I said. "If it was a casual visitor, why would they try to park inside the garage? Jane knows that I was in the process of cleaning and tidying it. They could have parked outside like everyone else. Hmm! Sorry Brian. Please don't tell anyone else about this. I have some work to do." He looked sheepish as he said, "Bill go and do what you have to do. I will continue the tests without you. Now go!" I left. I only lived thirty minutes from home, so the trip took me twenty minutes today!
Parking away from the house, I casually walked towards our place. Sure enough! There was the brown Porsche. VGB385! It wasn't a car I knew. None of our friends owned one of these beauties. I would know as I had a secret dream of owning one of these monsters one day! I crept around the house towards our bedroom window. I heard the unmistakable sounds of sex. Groaning, heavy breathing, gasped words of encouragement punctuated by stifled screams from Jane. She never orgasms like that with me! Had she been faking it all of these years? As happens, the sounds slowed down as the two lovers caught their breath. I heard the male ask Jane, "Hey lover. Want to get me on again with one of your fantastic blow jobs? Yesterday's was over the top! I never knew I had another load in me, but you swallowed like a champ! And the way you swirled my cum around in your mouth for ages first, really blew me away! Pardon the pun!" Jane giggled. "Jack, you know I love giving you a blowjob. I love the taste of your cum in my mouth. I try to keep it there for as long as possible. Yesterday, I still had some in my mouth long after you left. The continued taste and feel of your cum reminds me of our loving. But I was nearly caught out. Bill came home early and I still had some cum in my mouth. He nearly kissed me full on my mouth! And I hadn't changed the sheets or tidied up before he came home. I have to be more careful in future. He says that he is coming home at normal times from now on, so we don't have as much time as usual. Who would think! We have had this time for the last ten years, ever since the kids were in high school and now, he comes home early!"
The male laughed, or was it more sneered? "Janey, that clueless cuckold must be an idiot! How could he not know that I have been tapping your ass for all of these years? Speaking of your ass, how is it feeling after the last time?"
Jane giggled again. "Babe, I love your dick in my ass. Your dick is so much bigger, especially thicker than Bill's. The way you stretch my back end almost makes me come when you first go in! Now listen, we only have time for one more round before you have to go. Remember, Bill is expected back around five and I have to tidy up, shower and cook before he gets here. It's all right for you. You have servants to do all of that at your mansion. When can I come over there and enjoy the spa again, by the way?"
Jack sighed and said, "Jane you know how hard it is to go to my place. There are too many servants around and Elaine, my wife, always pops in at any time. I promise, babe, one day we can be there permanently."
