It would have been possible for me to put my plan into action right then, but I had bigger and better ideas. Another trip to the electronics store yielded the equipment that I needed. Another micro-camera was placed discreetly in the midst of my electronics equipment directly in front of the sofa. This would yield a low angle frontal view of the user. Another camera was placed above the bar in the kitchen which would give a view from behind that would show the user as well as what was playing on the video monitor. I wired the video recording units to the power switch on the main playing unit which Doris would use. The final touch was set another machine to record what was being played on the monitor so I could later see what was on the screen and the actions of the user at the same time. After several hours of work, I was satisfied that all the equipment worked properly and that all the cameras were satisfactorily inconspicuous. When all was set, I couldn't help replaying the video of Doris getting herself off. As I watched her thighs slap together, and hips buck off the sofa, my dick was rock hard and I desperately hoped I could pull this off.
I figured that Doris may only dare to watch the videos every couple of weeks, so I set my mind for a long wait. I was pleasantly surprised when I returned home the next Tuesday, and opened up the recording cabinet to find that the tapes connected to the video system had been recorded on. It took several hours to compile the multiple videos to get this scene:
As with the last tape, Doris had arrived early and hurried quickly through her chores. As she finished up and moved her cart towards the door, it was apparent that she was moving with pre-determined intent. This wasn't an idea that came up on the spur of the moment, she had been thinking about this for a while. She placed the cart in front of the door again, presumably to give herself additional time to get herself together if I came home unexpectedly, then she too a small feather duster with her as she walked to the video rack. Doris took the pornos from the bottom rack, examined them for a moment, selected one and walked to the video machine.
After turning on the video machine and inserting the video, she returned to the couch. Her left hand immediately went to her right breast as she raised the remote to start the tape. Her face was already flush, and it was apparent that she knew what scene or scenes she was looking for. The tape was fast-forwarded through the ads and FBI Warning and even through the first couple of scenes. I found it interesting to see the scene that she stopped at. It was a woman who spent considerable time masturbating before being surprised by a man. As the scene unfolded with the woman rubbing her tits and pussy through her clothes, Doris seemed to follow along. As the woman on the screen rubbed her nipples, Doris flicked her own and massaged her ample boobs through the ever present loose T-shirt. The woman on the screen got heavily into it and removed her pants and panties. Doris' breathing was heavy, her slight belly pushing against her T-shirt and retracting. The woman on the screen was now naked and I was surprised when Doris lifted her own shirt over her head. Her boobs appeared heavy, bound in the white, silky cups of her bra. Her thick belly sagged slightly over the belt line of her jeans and her stomach continued to contract and expand with her heavy breathing. She continued to massage her boobs with one hand while she undid her pants with the other. The free hand was unceremoniously jammed down her pants and began working heavily on her clit. As the woman on the screen was bringing herself to orgasm, Doris was getting close herself. Her thighs clamped together again and there were a couple of quick intakes of breath as her ass bucked slightly from the sofa. All this was expected as I had seen it before, but what happened next completely shocked and thoroughly aroused me.