When Nicky's husband got home from work, she'd be waiting for him. She'd caught on to his games; she'd found the secret stash on his computer full of porn. And all of it, every last image or video, was from hidden cameras in hotel rooms, subway cars, bathroom stalls, anywhere where one could record two people in the act undetected.

From the very moment he came through the door, he knew something was up. Nicky greeted him with clothes off, hands on her hips with her perky tits standing at attention and her full, pink hole lips shining with wetness. Smiling, he began to unbuckle his belt, when she reached forward and stopped him with a hand on the wrist. "Oh no," she said. "You like to watch, don't you? So... watch."

She took him by the hand and led him to the bedroom where she forced him into the chair they kept by the bed. Once again he tried to reach up to take her full round breasts into his hands, but she chastised him with a simple wave of the finger. "Just watch."

She turned around and leaned over their bed, presenting him with a full, unobstructed view of her beautiful wet hole, the rawest and most vibrant shade of lusty pink he'd ever seen. She cupped one of her breasts in one hand and reached back between her spread thighs with the other, stroking her perky clit and fingering her trembling hole. She heard him breathing hard behind her, and smiled to herself. That really got the juices flowing and before long, she couldn't take it anymore.

She turned herself over and saw that he was already playing with himself, desperately wanting her but unable to have her. She took out her favorite dildo, waving it in front of him with a pouty look and then went to work on her hungry hole with deep, rhythmic thrusts that had her shaking all over with pleasure in only a few short minutes.

As her thrusts grew faster and faster and her moaning became louder, her hips began to thrust forward violently, totally out of control. She quickly withdrew the dildo and began furiously rubbing her hard clit, stroking herself to a screaming orgasm that soaked everything, including her husband, still frantic with the desire to touch her, just once