Life of the Mainwarings Chapter 3: Home Movies - Sex Stories

Life of the Mainwarings Chapter 3: Home Movies

Putting down his phone, Sean got up and walked into the master bath. He took a hot shower and put on a short shaving robe which he belted. Slipping a pair of fleece lined moccasins on his feet he padded out to the living room to wait for Pamela's return. Melissa had been a real firecracker in bed and he knew he'd want to see her again. But it was Pamela he really wanted. She was his one true love and no matter how hot other women might be, she would always be the one for him. Footsteps in the corridor from the garage announced Pamela's return. Sean stood to greet his wife with a smile on his face. "Well, darling? How was she?" Pamela asked as she accepted Sean's hug and kiss. "She wasn't you, sweetheart, but she was very good." "You're sweet to say that, dear." "Did you go work out babe? You smell freshly showered." "Yes, I got a workout, dear," Pamela replied smiling to herself. "So you and Melissa had a good time?" "Indeed we did my love. Let's go watch," Sean said, taking Pamela's hand in his and leading her down the hall from the living room to their master suite. "Get comfortable while I set things up," he added, picking up the television remote and his tablet computer. Pamela knew what he meant by `get comfortable,' and she decided to go along for now. In fact, she was still somewhat aroused after her all too brief encounter with Darla and if Sean made advances now she would probably go along. By the time she stripped and put on a short nightgown, skipping panties ...

... this time, Sean had things set up. It had been her idea to install high definition, low light capable, hidden cameras in the bedroom. It had been expensive and now they were going to see if it had been worth it. He'd kept just enough lights on - nothing too bright - while he and Melissa had enjoyed their romp on the bed. "OK, here we go," Sean said as he crawled onto the bed next to Pamela, who was propped up on pillows against the headboard. He got himself comfortable, opening his robe and settling back against his own pillows. He touched a button on his tablet and a picture of their bedroom appeared on the screen. He was alone on the bed looking into the camera and smiling. "What a handsome devil you are," Pamela said, smiling. Melissa came into the frame and the action started. Pamela couldn't take her eyes from the screen. She never demonstrated any interest in porn, although she and Sean had watched the Red Shoe Diaries back in the day, and it didn't really appeal to her now. But this was different. This was her husband on the screen with his big hard dick being sucked and fucked by someone who was, essentially, a total stranger. She herself had been with another stranger earlier that evening, although as far as she knew there were no pictures or videos of the event. Pamela couldn't look away from the screen. Nor could she deny her mounting sexual arousal. Her nipples were stiff and so was her clit. Her pussy was soaking (`should have worn panties' she thought) and her ...