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MY WIFE AND THE NO-GOOD LYING SCUMBAG--Part 1

Date: 9/15/2017, Categories: Fiction, Blackmail, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 90.7, Source: sexstories.com

camera activated itself again around 4:30. I wasn’t pleased to see him adjusting his belt and pulling his zipper up as he exited our house. For the first time in my life I wasn’t eager to get home to my wife. Instead, I went to a bar, not so much to drink, but to think—how to get more on my cheating whore wife and her lover. I trudged in about 6:30, more than forty-five minutes late, but I didn’t apologize nor did I ask for sex. I wasn’t surprised that Jennie didn’t offer it either. I was silent through dinner and after, too. “Are you okay, Tim?” I was so tempted to let her have it, but I needed more information before I did. “Just some problems I had a work, Jen,” was my reply. “Sorry, but I’m not in the mood tonight.” She came around the table to kiss my cheek. I wanted to run to the bathroom and wash my face. I felt filthy. “If you don’t mind, I have some shopping I’d like to get done. I won’t be long…probably less than an hour.” She kissed me again and grabbed her purse from the kitchen counter. She was out the door a minute later. I followed as soon as I saw her car drive down the street, walking to the garage to open my trunk. I removed the second camera. After signing on to the home network I headed to our bedroom. The problem was where to hide the small rectangular box that held the guts of the device. I looked around for a few minutes before finding the solution. It was so simple; it was right in front of my face. Back to the garage I went, this time to my ... workbench. I found the two-sided carpet tape there and cut a piece about three inches long from the roll. Standing inside my closet I applied it carefully and tightly to the wall just above the right-hand side where the sliding door closed. I carefully pulled the protective paper from the tape and pressed the camera box into the sticky surface. The thin fiber optic lens fit nicely into a tiny space between the end of the track and the vertical side of the doorway opening. I had to twist the lens a bit to center on the bed, but I was done installing and testing more than ten minutes before Jennie returned. I was in the shower when she walked through the front door. I still had one more camera, but I wasn’t quite sure where to place it. Then I had an inspiration. I had read a story online in which an FBI agent had found cameras and bugs in his home’s smoke alarms. I wondered if I could do that. I almost laughed as I thought of installing the device right in front of Jennie. I made a mental note to stop off at Home Depot on my way to work tomorrow morning. CHAPTER 3 I spent most of my lunch hour on Wednesday removing the guts from a smoke alarm and replacing them with the camera’s battery, electronics, and transmitter. The job turned out to be even easier than I had thought once I had removed the works from the rectangular box. I installed it that night after some mediocre sex with my sweet wife. “What are you doing, Tim, she asked as I brought the step-stool into the living room. “I’m ...