In between my work duties, I read the operating instructions for my new camera, and decided I would set it up. I placed the camera on the tripod not far from the couch TV and connected them together. I focused the camera on the window and checked out the live image being displayed on the TV in front of me. The picture quality looked great, I zoomed in and could see the windows across on the next building with great detail, zooming in enough that if there was a fly on the window, I could easily count its legs.
After lunch I was sitting at the dining table making a conference call to one of our clients when I spotted movement on the TV, I had forgotten to turn the camera off earlier. It was on power so that was no issue, just that I hadn’t realized that where I left the camera zoomed in was on Tattoo guy’s room. Once again, the curtain were drawn open, and I could see him walking back to the bathroom. There was no sign of any women this time.
I continued my conference call when ten minutes later tattoo guy came out of the bathroom to answer his door, and in walked the short haired brunette from the Monday. The one that looked like Vanessa from my wife’s work. As someone else was talking on the call, I quickly took the opportunity to slightly adjust the camera angle and zoom so that I could see both of them clearly.
I went back to the dining table just in time as I was asked a question. While answering I was looking at the TV and my suspicions were confirmed, it was indeed Vanessa. I have met her many times with my wife, she was over our place for dinner with her husband just a month ago. And there she was chatting to tattoo guy before wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him passionately on the lips.
Luckily for me my meeting drew to a close as I was struggling now to pay attention. My mind was on Vanessa, thinking back to Monday, how I watched her fuck, her big tits swinging, her face as she climaxed. I was hoping for a repeat performance, and this time I was going to record it and watch up close and in great detail.
And that is exactly what I got, to see her terrific breasts swinging freely, to see the look in her eyes as she sucked on tattoo guys thick cock, to see her facial expression when he fucked her hard, to watch her as she climaxed. The best was the cum-shot, tattoo guy decided she deserved a facial and covered her with cum. Watching Vanessa then lovingly lick the cum from her own face was priceless. And I had it recorded so I could watch it back again and again.
There was no show on Friday, but again on Monday, Vanessa made her appearance, and I shot another load while watching and recording them fuck. I started to wonder if Monday and Thursday might be ‘her’ days with tattoo guy, or if I had simply missed her on other days due to work commitments. I also had not seen the woman I had first spied with the long dark hair. Either way, if I got to keep watching Vanessa fuck, I would be a happy man.
I almost spoke to my wife that night about Vanessa, if she had heard any gossip on her and her husband having issues, but thought better of it. Why would I bring up something so random? I let it be.
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On Tuesday I arrived back at the hotel just before lunch, washed up in the bathroom then took a seat on the couch. The room across the way had the curtains open but no-one appeared to be there. I setup the camera anyway just in case, and then started up my laptop to do some work. Only a few minutes had past before movement on the TV caught my attention.
Tattoo man walked into the room with a younger attractive blond girl, she looked about twenty years old, much younger than the other women I had seen there. I couldn’t see her face very well because he seemed to always get in the way. I hit record on the camera and adjusted the zoom. They had taken a seat on the couch beside each other with tattoo man on the window side blocking my view of her.
They were making out, slow and tenderly. It made me wonder if this was the first time this girl had visited with him, if he was going slow to ease her into it. Their kissing and fondling went on for about ten minutes before he took off his shirt. He leaned in and raised her top over her head as well. They continued kissing for a few more minutes before he stood to unbuckle his jeans and stepping out of them. He then stood in front of her and stroked her hair gently as she reached up and started to rub the front of his boxers.
I zoomed in so see her face and the front of his boxers filled the screen. It was then that I was surprised again. This attractive young blonde girl was Stacy, the receptionist at my wife’s real estate business. What the hell is she doing here? She is engaged to a nice young man called Ian who works in IT, the pair look so cute together, both thin with blond hair, both attractive with young looking faces.
I had assumed that Vanessa had met this guy somewhere, that her cheating on her husband was just something she did. She was very attractive and in her late twenties, she could fuck whoever she wanted. It never crossed my mind that tattoo guy could have anything to do with my wife’s workplace, until now that is. There is no other way that Stacy would be there about to pull his big cock out of his boxers unless she knew him the same way how Vanessa knew him.
I felt a bit strange like I was watching this young innocent girl being seduced by an older womanizer who was planning to fuck her like her thin waif looking boyfriend never could. Those thoughts were lost when Stacy dropped his boxers and started to suck the growing cock in front of her. As he started to get hard, it occurred to me that perhaps Stacy wasn’t the shy innocent girl I believed her to be, as the way she handled and sucked his cock showed a level of experience that belied her years. She was definitely into his cock, there was no shyness about that.