After 22 years of married Jean and I have a pretty routine existence. At 42 years old and three days in fitness classes she still looks hot. She's 5 foot 6, around 128 pounds, shoulder length blonde hair, 36c breasts and firm ass. She like to dress sexy...but not slutty. Our sex life has become like any couples our age couple times a month and special occasions. Sex is good...nothing kinky or crazy...but feel satisfied. Im average build...6 foot 2...175 pounds. I'm almost 7, but not very thick. Both kids have moved...and visit infrequently.
We both work outside the home...she started four days a week last year. I work five days a week. Like I said our schedules are routine...very few changes. After the kids moved we don't use our basement rooms much. Two bedrooms and a bathroom...and storage. The bedrooms were last used, that I was aware of 9 months ago when friends visited for four days. The bedroom doors are kept closed and locked...but two weeks ago when going to the storage room....I noticed the one bedroom door part way open. That was very odd...so I went in...looked around. The bed was made but one of the pillows did not have a pillow case over it. That was odd. The small rug that in next to the bed...was half under the bed. I pulled the rug back into place....and laying on the carpet under the dresser was an open condom package...but the condom was still inside? I put the condom package in the night stand drawer...locked and closed the bedroom door. Retrieved what I needed from the storage room...and went back upstairs.
All night my mind was racing...trying to figure out what I found. Not saying anything to Jean. I know we cleaned the room..washed the sheets after our friends stayed there last. In the middle of the next week I made an excuse to go down to the storage room. The bedroom door was still locked...and sneaking inside nothing looked touched since I was in there last. The mind kept reeling over what had happened.
Doing some research I found an inexpensive camera that was small with good quality. No wires just added to the Wi-Fi and accessible from my tablet. So ok...I finally convinced myself to do this. Had it delivered to work....took a Wednesday afternoon off...snuck home and got it installed over a picture frame on the far side of the room. I brought my tablet home from work and got it set up to monitor the room.
I spend my days at work in my office. So I would put my tablet on the side of my desk...with the view of the room while I worked on my projects. Jean is off work on Fridays....cleans and shops most weeks after her morning gym time. Around 11 am that Friday I looked and the bedroom door was open. Few minutes later Jean walked in with sports bra and shorts on....turning the light on next to the bed. At this point my palms were sweating and hands shaking a bit. I locked my office door....not wanting to be interrupted. Nothing happened for 10 minutes then Jean walked in wrapped in a short silk robe tided loose in the front...followed my a tall male dressed in a football style cut-off shirt and shorts. I thought my mind was playing tricks on me...but after a couple kisses I saw his face and knew it was Aaron....my bosses son.