38 36/PunishW/swing sex/day 5 Shaun

From Create Your Own Story

You woke up early the next morning. The sun was barely over the horizon and you were giddy with anticipation. You slid yourself quietly out of bed, careful not to wake your wife. She didn't know that you had told Shaun to help her this afternoon. She didn't know that you had a "business meeting" out of town today. You weren't sure what would happen, but you were positive that you needed to prepare for it.

You spent the morning concealing cameras around the house and setting them up so they would broadcast to your computer live. Then you made sure that your computer knew to record them. After all, you don't want to miss anything.

When your wife finally woke up your bags were packed and you were sitting at the table drinking coffee.

"Why are you up so early?" she asked.

"My boss sent me an email last night. Someone's sick and they were supposed to go on a business trip today. It shouldn't be long, just an overnight thing, but I've got to go." Your wife pouts out at you. "I know, I know, hun, today was our day off together. I'm sorry. But this could be a break for me. Maybe a chance for a promotion?" You knew the right words to say and you knew she'd buy it.

"That's amazing! They knew who to turn to when they needed help. I'm sure you're going to do great. What's the meeting about?" You were prepared for this. Even as you were setting up the cameras you'd been thinking of this story. The fact that your wife didn't know you set this up made the thought of her on her knees for Shaun somehow even hotter. Her kneeling, worshiping his cock on her own free will. Doing it without your prompting. Doing it because she wanted nothing more than a young dick right in her mouth.

You forced yourself to stop thinking about it and told your wife what the "meeting" was about. You finished your coffee, said goodbye, gave her a kiss, and walked out the door. Your hands were shaking as you started the car. Your wife was going to suck off someone else. A teenager. A neighbor. Your dick was hard as you pulled out of your driveway, but you didn't let it distract you. You needed to get to your hotel and start watching.

You were barely cognizant of the drive. Some other body was driving, you were busy fantasizing about how your wife would go down on Shaun. You wondered who would make the first move. You wondered if she'd swallow or how many times she'd suck him off. Maybe she'd get naked for him and let him play with her boobs again.

When you pulled into the hotel, you could barely stop yourself from bolting into your room. It was too much to exchange pleasantries with the clerk as he deliberately counted and then recounted your payment. Then he deliberated, pontificating as if making change and simple arithmetic were some lost arts known only to a few lucky souls.

"Fifteen dollars and twenty-eight cents, for fucks sake." The clerk looked up at you. Then back down. He pulled the cash from the register.

"Ten. Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen," he paused to pull out a quarter, "fifteen twenty-five, fifteen twenty-six --"

"That's fine, give me the key."

When he handed you the key, you didn't pause to say thank you. You pivoted, walked out the door, and marched down the row of rooms. You fumbled with the key like teenage virgins about to fuck for the first time. When key clicked, you shoved the door aside and ran into your room.

Only when you started up your laptop did you realize you forgot to ask for the wireless password.

Fifteen minutes later you were back in your room with your laptop open and the cameras rolling.

You plugged your laptop into the TV and laid back in bed to watch