Two whole weeks went by in a blink of an eye. I barely saw Jeremy as he worked late-night shifts, and I had early mornings. It was a Sunday; I was washing clothes as usual when Jeremy came into the laundry room.
“Hi stranger,” he said as he came in.
“You’re the stranger,” I replied. “Creeping in all times of the early morning,” I laughed.
His face went serious as he looked down at me. “I try not to wake you guys, when I come and go,” he said politely.
I looked up at him. “I am joking,” I said as we both smiled.
“Well, I better get going,” he said as he began to walk towards the door. He picked up two large black bags.
“What you got there?” I asked.
“Just my laundry, was going to do them at the laundromat,” Jeremy said, turning for the door.
“Bullshit!” I said as I waved him back. “Put them down there, I will get to them.”
“Are you sure. I mean I can do my own laundry,” he said.
“Well since you are up and ready. How about you do some grocery shopping?” I asked. To which I thought I would get some sort of excuse not to go.
“Sure,” he said. “You have a list?” he replied.
“Yeah, on the fridge,” I said, quite surprised. He walked into the kitchen and brought back the list.
“This one?” he asked. I nodded back at him as I put another load of my clothes in the washer. “Alright be back in a few then,” he said as he walked out the door.
“Where is he going?” Tim asked.
“Grocery shopping,” I replied. Tim scratched himself most pleasantly.
“Rather him, than me,” he said as he returned to his chair. I shook my head and continued with what I was doing.
An hour passed. As I sat there in my chair reading a few blogs and chatting to some friends online. Tim came into the room holding his phone.
“It’s for you,” he said, handing over the phone.
“Hello,” I answered.
“Hey,” Jeremy replied. “Nearly done with the list, but two things. You just put a gallon of milk. Which one? And four cans of canned milk?” he asked. I smiled.
“Two percent and three cans evaporated, and one can condensed,” I told him. “Shit,” I said as I remembered I did not give him the money.
“What is it?” he asked.
“I forgot to give you the money. I am sorry.” I apologized.
“Oh nonsense,” Jeremy said as I heard him coming up to the cashier. “For what you guys do for me. This is nothing.”
“Well thank you,” I replied.
“See you when I get back.” he said.
I began to tell him to bring back some other things when I heard the phone go quiet. Then I heard him talking. He had put the phone in his pocket without turning it off. I listened to all of the conversations.
“So, all of this for the family?” the cashier asked. It was a female cashier.
“No, I am staying with some good friends. Thought I would pay them back by doing the groceries,” he replied.
“Very nice. They are lucky to have you with them,” she said. She was flirting with him. I could tell by her voice.
“Nah, I am the lucky one,” Jeremy replied.
“Okay so your total will be One O five, thirty-one,” she said. “Debit or Credit?” she asked.
“Debit,” he replied.
“All set,” she said.
“Thank you,” he said as I heard him picking up the bags.
“No thank you for shopping with us. Hope to see you again soon,” she said. “Your receipt is in that bag. You have some saving coupons on the back,” she said. There usually were crappy coupons on the back of the receipt tape, to which I shook my head.
“Thank you,” he said as I heard him walking away. I hung up the phone. I just shook it off. And went back to what I was doing. A half-hour went by, and I heard the door open.
“Back,” Jeremy said.
“Need help?” I asked as I joined him in the kitchen, but I looked at all the bags in each hand. I could tell he had got it all.
“Nah, I am good,” he said as he bent down to help put everything away.
“Go,” I spoke with a smile.
I did not want him to mess up the system that I had. He smiled and sat down on the couch, looking at some football game on the television.
I went back to doing laundry. As I lifted his heavy comforter, I felt a dry, flaky feeling under my hand. Instantly I let it go. Dropping the comforter. I gently began to peel back the layers. There it was, a massive spot of dried cum.
I turned my face up at it. I grabbed the whole thing and threw it into the washer. I was going to go out and tell him about it, but something stopped me. I don’t know why but I began to take it back out. I had to see it for some reason. It was like I was possessed. There it was, a vast circle. I couldn’t imagine how much cum it would take to make such a huge mess.
“Everything alright?” I heard him say, coming into the hall leading to the laundry room. I quickly shoved it back into the washer.
“Yes,” I said, grabbing the first clean load and handing them to him as he came in the door. “Your darks are in the dryer and your comforter is in the washer.” I said with a smile. He nodded and went back downstairs.
For the rest of the day, I could not get the thought of him cumming out of my head. Even when he came up for dinner. I could not look at him without picturing him jerking off and cumming.
“That was a good dinner,” Tim said as I climbed into bed next to him.
“Thank you,” I replied. I slowly laid my head on his chest. My hand crawled down his chest and to his stomach.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“You’ll see,” I smiled.
I reached under his bed pants and pulled out his hardening dick. I moved forward and took it in my mouth. Tim let out a slight moan as I took all of his cock into my mouth.
Slowly I started bounced my head up and down on him. He was no means extensive, nor was he small. He was about average between five and six inches. I was always able to deep throat him all the way. Which always made him cum faster. This time I took him deep into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it.
“Fuck Sandy!” he said as his back arched, pushing his dick deep into my mouth.
That’s when I pulled off just in time for him to cum into my hand. I quickly wiped it onto the comforter. It wasn’t even close to making the large circle from before. He would have to cum three or four more times to make it even close.
“What was that about?” Tim asked. I shook my head.
“Nothing.” I smiled at him. “Do I need a reason to please my husband?” He went to sleep just a few minutes later.
I was left wide awake, thinking about the man downstairs. Was he watching some porn on his laptop, jerking off as I laid here? How many times did he cum in one night? How big was his dick? These questions plagued me till I fell asleep.
The next day. I had made up my mind. My curiosity had gotten the better of me. After work that day, I grabbed one of the miniature camera’s we used to spy on new workers if the patients complained about them too much. It was to make sure they were doing their job.
Everyone signed a release when they applied here. It was small and effortless to hide. I made a plan in my mind, now all I had to was wait. The rest of the day dragged. Well, it seemed like it did to me.
I made dinner and left Jeremy with leftovers for him to take to work. When I went to bed, I set a silent alarm to wake me just after midnight. He was sure to be gone by then. I fell asleep quickly with my plan on my mind.
The phone vibrated hard underneath my pillow waking me up. I quickly rolled out of bed, grabbing my small work bag. I ran down the stairs. I peered through the front window to make sure Jeremy’s truck was gone; it was. I rushed down the stairs and looked around. He had a pull-out bed.
So, the best place to put this camera was on top of the entertainment cabinet. I grabbed a chair and stood on it. I placed the camera on top. Looking up at it, it was barely visible, but it was noticeable, especially when looking directly at it. I went back up and moved it off to the side, using one of the clips to make sure it stayed. I stood away from it. Still noticeable.
“Where else can I put you?” I said to myself.
I looked up. Pipes ran across the room. They were small but high enough for me to reach. I grabbed the chair again and placed the camera on top, at a junction between two pipes. I got back down. Not noticeable at all. I had to look for it again, even though I knew where it was. Satisfied, I put one of the air freshener candles on top of the entertainment cabinet. I went back upstairs to my computer. I logged in and looked for the camera that I had just set up.
“Here we go,” I said as I took a deep breath.
There it was. It had a great view of Jeremy’s bed. I felt intrusive for a moment. Part of me wanted to go back down and take it down. Another part was too excited to move.
“Just one day.” I said to myself. I nodded and went back to bed. I could not wait to see what it recorded.
As I was heading out the door in the morning, I saw his truck pulling in around the corner. I waited for him.
“Hi,” he said, yawning.
“Late night huh?” I said. Usually, at this time, he was already back.
“Yeah, we had a few drinks before we left,” Jeremy said as he went to the front door.
“Oh. I put a candle in your room,” I said. “Just to get rid of the damp smell,” I said, not looking back as I got into my car.
“Thanks,” he said, but I was already in my car. I drove off.
The day could not pass fast enough as I tried everything not to log in and see what it was recording. But if I did, people at work would know I had taken one home. They would not fire me. As they all knew, I had someone staying with me. But it would make for a lot of questions.
When the day ended, I drove home as fast as I could. I picked something up for dinner so I did not have to cook. As I got in, though, I was deeply disappointed. Tim and Jeremy were both talking in the living room.
“Hey,” I said, trying not to sound so disappointed.
“Hey, is it that time already?” Jeremy asked.
“You better get some sleep,” Tim said.
“Yeah, we got to talking and the time just flew by,” Jeremy said as he went downstairs. I put all the stuff out for dinner and gave Tim his share.
“So, how long were you two talking?” I asked just in passing.
“He came up for lunch and we got talking about old times. And that’s when you came in,” he said, munching on his food.
So, he had been up here the whole time. There was nothing good to look at. I shrugged and went along with what I usually did. When we hopped into bed, Tim fell asleep first like he usually did. I still couldn’t figure out what he did during the day to make himself so tired. I stayed awake. Not for any reason.
It was a while until I heard the door close downstairs. Jeremy had gone to work. I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs. Maybe the night was salvaged after all. Maybe there was something caught on the camera.
I logged into my computer and started the playback on the camera. I fasted forward through all the empty room moments and began to play it the moment he came back. I sat and watched him do some exercises, mainly push up and sit-ups.
Then he pulled out the bed. I cursed myself for the angle as he went off camera to change his clothes. He came back and climbed into bed, several minutes past before he made a move for something inside a shelf next to the bed. It looked like a picture he started looking at, then slowly, he began to jerk himself off under the covers.
Whatever the picture was, it had him transfixed on it as he began to jerk harder and faster, then he started to slow down as he came. I had to see what or who was in that picture. He put it away in the shelf and rolled over.
I left the room and went downstairs. The room was neat as it always was. I took the chair and took down the camera, I had promised it was only going to be one night, and I was going to stick to it.
I looked over at the small table next to the couch. Slowly I opened the shelf and pulled out the picture. I was shocked to see it was a picture of me. It was a picture of me dressed for a Halloween party at work many years ago. I had gone as a naughty nurse. A short white skirt with a cut open-top, my cleavage was showing.
This is what had got him so excited. I wasn’t bent over or anything, just standing there. Just my cleavage was showing. If it were my tits that had got him so excited, then he would get more excited now. They had nearly doubled in size since I had put on weight. I sat on his couch.
Something was happening. Was I genuinely getting excited that another man found me attractive? What was worse was that I also found him attractive to, who was I kidding. I did not just find him attractive. I had spent many nights cumming to the thought of this man fucking me. That was it. I had decided. I was going to see how far I could push this. If it meant cheating on my husband, then that is what I would do.
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Cant wait for part 3