Editor's note: this story contains scenes of gay male sexual content.
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I married my wife Diane in 2012, she is now 38. She and I both work out regularly. She has maintained flat abs to match her girlish figure. Her breasts are small but still very firm, which makes her figure look slimmer on her 5'10" inch body. She has natural blonde hair and blue eyes. We started dating right out of college and been exclusive the whole time.
She is a warm compassionate person, whom everyone falls in love with after getting to know her. We both work at the same large company. She is in HR and I am an upper level manager on the product development side. We do not have any children, she is unable too. This has not really been a problem, since we both love to travel so much and have a large group of like-minded friends.
I noticed something wrong a year and half ago. The frequency of our love making dwindled to once a week, from the usual 3 times a week. The time in bed we were together her mind seemed elsewhere.
She also began to lose her temper over stupid things. She yelled at a waitress for taking too long with our order, and she hung up on her mom when she insisted we come up for a weekend that my wife had a seminar planned for work.
Small red flags everywhere.
So, one night when my wife was asleep, I pointed her phone at her face to unlock it and got into her phone. I found nothing. This was in itself a problem, because I had seen her texting several messages that evening. She was deleting them for a reason. So, I installed some monitoring software on her phone, on our home computer, on her laptop, and a voice recorder in her car.
After 2 weeks, there was nothing. Her evening texting had also stopped. I thought this was too much of a coincidence. How did she know? I looked through the house and found out why. Right next to her computer was a charging adapter in the wall facing our home computer. It had a pin hole with a camera inside. So did 3 others around the house.
She had been keeping tabs on me. She had zero reasons to suspect me of any extramarital affairs, so why?
She must have seen me looking at her phone that night. I thought, "How devious is she really?". I felt betrayed, but there still was some doubt that maybe I had inadvertently given her some reason to doubt my faithfulness, which would explain why she had been acting out of sync. I felt hopeful and worried at the same time.
What did she know and what were her motivations? She hadn't confronted me, so I continued to play dumb and act like I hadn't found the camera's. I continued to look around the house, like I had not found anything, especially in camera view.
A few days later, I listened to the car recordings and found my worst fears. She was having an affair with one of our friends who we worked with, Dave.
I was livid and sick all at once. During a college relationship, before Diane, a girl I loved, cheated on me, so I knew the gas lighting I was going to get. My anger and loss turned to indifference. Don't get me wrong, I did go through the hate phase for a week, but after telling myself that she was now a stranger to me, I became indifferent. The indifference was much better than the emotional pain.
I thought I would have some fun of my own at her and her lovers expense. Little did I know where this would take me.
So, the first thing was to get some definitive evidence.
After hearing the one sided conversation she had in her car, I knew she had another phone. I planted a camera in her car. I few days later I retrieved the camera. The day after installing the camera She sat in her car during lunch and watched all the video tapes from our house.
There were 2 other cameras in smoke alarms. One in the kitchen and another right over our bed. She was very thorough.
The next day on her way to work she talked to her boyfriend Dave, on speaker phone. They told each other how much they missed fucking each other and couldn't wait to meet this afternoon. He told her the hotel and room number that he had already checked in with, downtown.
After the phone call, she called her coworker Debbie. She told Debbie that she was going to be taking a long lunch today and asked her to cover for her at work. Debbie giggled and told her to have fun, but not too much fun since she couldn't come back to work walking funny. They both thought that was hilarious. Before hanging up, Diane reminded Debbie to tell Cindy to help cover for her.
Wow, those bitches.
So, I called my boss and told him I needed the day off for personal reasons and headed for the hotel. I had prepared for this.
I arrived around 10:00 am at the hotel. I asked if I could get a room for the night and requested the same room as the cheaters. They informed me that room was taken, so I asked if the room directly across from it was available. They said "Yes"!
I waited in my room glued to my door's peep hole. At 10:55 Dave arrives. At 11:05 Diane arrives and uses a hotel key card to get in. He pulled her in the room kissing. He grabbed her ass and she grabbed his dick before the door shut. I should have felt bad (betrayed?), but I felt like a kid on Christmas day.
After a few minutes, I went to their door and listened. I could hear him already moaning. I put a camera under the door. It was one of those cameras that was on the end of a flexible tube, that could be bent to look different directions. I looked at the separate monitor and saw my wife on her knees sucking his cock while he sat on the bed, taking his shirt off.
I stepped back into my room and shut my door. I checked to make sure the remote camera was still working and it was.
Dave had gotten all his clothes off and was taking my wife's clothes off, as she continued sucking his dick. She was going at it with gusto. I had never seen her this excited. Dave reached down and pinched her little tits, making her moan. She popped his dick out of her mouth and told him not to stop.
His dick was much bigger than mine. Very fat and looked to be 9 inches long. And, she was deep throating it like a pro.
Dave pushed her away and bent her over the end of the bed. He grabbed his dick and rammed the whole thing hard into her pussy. She screamed so loud I heard it through my door. Then she started smashing her pussy back and forth on his cock. He reached around her and started rubbing her clit. She came very hard.
He then reached into her purse and pulled out a small bottle and squirted some onto his cock. He then lined his big dick up to her asshole and slowly started pushing it in. She reached into her purse and pulled out an electric tooth brush. She pulled it out of its new package, turned it on and put it against her pussy. She started moaning immediately and started pushing back against his cock.
Once he was all the way in she told him to sit still. Soon she was moving her hips in little circles and she told him to fuck her hard. She pushed her head into the bed covers and arched her back as he began to pound her asshole, making her little body shake each time he slammed into her.
After about 8 minutes he announced he was going to cum and she pulled her ass off his dick and spun around. She grabbed his dick and swallowed it whole. He grabbed her head and face fucked her until he came down her throat. She continued vibrating her pussy with his dick in her mouth until she came again.
After that they both took a shower together, which I couldn't see. When they came back out to get dressed, Dave asked Diane if I was still snooping. She told him no, but that she was still keeping an eye on me. She asked about his wife Emily, did she have any suspicions. He told her no. Some other chit chat and they agreed to meet the same time and day next week.
I opened my door and grabbed the camera out from under their door and ducked back into my room. I saw their door opening just as mine closed all the way. Too close.
I watched through the video in my room. I realized I had them where I wanted them. I also realized I was horny from watching them. I was really turned on, but I wasn't going to waste it jerking off. I was going to enjoy myself.
So, I had a video of my wife Diane fucking Dave. I had evidence that her 2 coworkers, Debbie and Cindy, knew about her affair and were covering for her. Dave, Debbie, and Cindy I thought were my friends. We hung out with them, their spouses, and their kids. I wondered if Debbie and Cindy were fucking Dave also? Were they also cheaters?
The fun starts.
The next week on their 'fun' day, I go to my wife's office when she is in a meeting. Debbie and Cindy are there, so I tell them I need to put our new post office key on my wife's key ring. I go in her drawer and pull out her keys and while talking to Debbie and Cindy, I replace her post office key with the 'new' one. When I put them back, I took my wife's hotel key and replaced it with my old one from last week.
After saying my goodbyes, I go down to my wife's car and replace her starter fuse with one I had ruined. Next I put a cell phone blocker in the trunk of her car, for insurance.