First, about me. Married right out of college we had two kids right off. Life has been good though like everyone there are areas open for improvement. Let's just say that as a child my wife had it indoctrinated into her from an early age that sex was for making babies and anything beyond that was dirty, evil and sinful. So, naturally, after our second child the sex quickly diminished to nothing. The last decade has been literally devoid of the passions and joys of the bedroom. So, like any red-blooded male with an active testosterone component I've had to settle for self gratification these years.
My wife has a brother and unfortunately he was subjected to the same lectures regarding sex. He's a hard working bloke, for sure, but odd in his own ways. He and his wife also married early and after a miscarriage my brother-in-law took that as a sign and he resigned from any sexual activity with his wife. In fact, he's almost come a recluse at times, as if he's carrying some sort of guilt load or something. He spends most all of his leisure time drinking and smoking dope, blind to those around him.
Like I said, Harry, my brother-in-law, is hard working. He and Donna enjoy a modest lifestyle that is comfortable and suits them just fine. She doesn't work outside the home, not because they don't need the money but because every time she talks about it Harry gets bent out of shape. So, she spends her days at home, visiting a few friends now and then, and mostly being bored.
My wife and I both have careers but mine is more flexible in that I am able to work from home about half the time. I have an office set up at home and I sometimes work late at night after the others have gone to bed for the night, or stay at home in the mornings after the house has emptied and is quiet. Not that I always need that much time in my office, for many hours are spent in private watching webcam broadcasts. I watch two different sites and can stroke myself to pleasure while watching any number of women exposing themselves for nothing more than the thrill of knowing there are guys like me doing exactly what I am doing. I've even broadcast myself a few times.
Okay, so you probably see where this is going, and you'd be correct. Here I am watching the webcams one weekday morning, perusing through the various cams when I come across one that I'm not familiar with. The woman is undressing but careful not to ever show her face or head. She appears to be about my age and has the build and proportions that I prefer, so I lingered for a while to see what happens.
The lady, who goes by the name of Diamond, is obviously new to this. She isn't smooth in her movements and her poses seem nervous and tentative. Her webcam is silent so I type in a message about her being beautiful and refreshing. She doesn't respond but seems to like the comment as well as others from other men watching. As her broadcast continues she seems to relax a bit and become more open about showing herself, as the comments are prodding her to do.
I'd been watching maybe twenty minutes or so with Diamond not showing much more than her tits and a glimpse of her ass, and I was about to move to another webcam when something caught my eye. Something in the room behind her.
I sat upright in my chair and maximized the screen to only the image. There, over her left shoulder and beside the bed she was sitting on was something I recognized: the nightstand. Not just any nightstand or a common nightstand, but a unique nightstand. A one-of-a-kind nightstand. A nightstand that I had made in my wood shop just for Donna and Harry.
Diamond was Donna!
A number of thoughts ran through my mind. One, I wasn't too surprised that Donna had found some avenue for excitement and to fill her days, and two, her body was as awesome as I'd always imagined it would be. We'd been on family outings to the beach and I'd seen her in a bathing suit, but Donna had always dressed very conservatively and kept her figure somewhat obscure. Once I'd hugged her closely and felt the curve of her waist begin to flare our above her hips, and honestly I had been surprised that she had allowed my hand to linger there for as long as it had.
A bit of background now. Donna has always been nice to everyone, a very pleasant person to be around, but never a flirty person. That is, she's not flirty until she gets a few drinks in her and then she is prone to flirt. Harry usually watches her pretty closely and if she's got all he thinks she needs he will usually say something, or cut their visit to a close and take her home. The exceptions are when Harry has gotten his nose down in the jug and is feeling a bit high himself. On more than one such occasion I'd found myself close to Donna and had received a number of sexy glances from her, prolonged eye-to-eye contact with that "come fuck me" look on her face, and had her make comments about wanting to go camping because she "wants to get me out in the woods." Fortunately when Donna had gotten like that my wife was off tending to Harry or having a good time herself with others.
I started watching for Diamond every morning and began to piece together the schedule she was following. I also noticed that she never broadcast at night. I became one of her regular viewers and carried on a typed dialogue with her, and it was obvious that she never knew who I really was. Her actions and movements were becoming more daring, and she was showing more and more intimate views of her very fine body. Indeed, I was impressed with how fit she was and how well she kept herself. Her broadcasts never lasted more than an hour and she never masturbated on cam, but she was showing herself fully nude by now and was erotic enough for me to come to climax easily each day.
One day I suggested that she try broadcasting late at night, after her husband was in bed, but she didn't seem too interested. I mentioned it a few times more over the next week or so and towards the end of the week she sent me a private message through the dialogue box.
"I'll be on tonight at midnight for you" was the message. I replied that I would be online and was looking forward to it.
Sure enough, less than a minute after midnight I saw that one of my favorites was online and had invited me to a private session. I hit the 'agree' button and Diamond's screen popped up. The room was dark and her body illuminated only by the light of the computer screen. I couldn't tell anything about the background and she still kept her face and head out of the image, but as I watched she opened her robe and allowed it to fall from her nude shoulders. Her breasts are not large, I'm guessing 34B's, but they retain the shape of a younger woman and are pert and firm. Her tummy is flat and smooth and her hips flare to the curves of a mature woman. She was sitting in a recliner chair that I recognized as being in their den. She leaned forward and typed something, and the message popped up in my dialogue box "turn on your cam".
