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The Unexpected Thrill of Spying on His Wife - Part 7
🕑 Added 2025-07-07 05:06:45 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
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It was an afternoon like any other when everything came apart for Henry.
Avery was in the bathroom getting ready for a visit from Austin.
Mary was in Henry's office for lunch and a viewing party.
Henry was excited for whatever Mary had planned - she was a wild card - and for the odd-but-blissful pleasure of watching his wife have sex with his best friend via a hidden camera – that Avery knew nothing about - in their bedroom.
Then, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. Avery came out of the bathroom having done her hair and makeup in the way Austin liked. She seemed to have shaved off most of her pubic hair, too, which left Henry both jealous and aroused.
Avery was on her way to the closet to put on lingerie for her lover when she glanced right at the camera. It was well-hidden so Henry figured she wouldn't see it, but it was like she was making eye contact with him.
"Shit," he said.
Mary said nothing as she watched the screen of his iPad with great intent.
Avery stared into the camera for a handful of seconds and then came closer. Henry's heart pounded.
"Uh oh," Mary said.
Henry turned and saw a smile on her face. "Why are you happy about this?"
The camera was moving. It was in Avery's hand. She'd found it. She held it up and smiled.
"Hey honey," she said. "Mary told me all about your little camera and the fun you've had watching me get fucked by your best friend."
"Fuck."
"I should be mad that you've been spying on me," Avery continued, "and I am, but we can deal with that later. Right now I think you should come home so you can watch in person as your best friend fucks my tight little pussy, stretches me so good, and cums deep inside me. Then, if you're lucky, I'll let you put your tongue in my sloppy cunt and lick up his load."
The iPad screen went blank and Henry turned towards Mary, who wore a gleeful smile. "What the fuck?" he asked.
"It was time, Henry. I know you've been enjoying your kinky little voyeur game, but it was time to bring it into the light. Trust me, you'll thank me."
He stood up and clenched his fists, though he had no intention of using them, nor did Mary seem the slightest bit worried that he might do something rash. Instead, she stood and unzipped her skirt. It fell to the floor, revealing a delicate-looking pair of white satin panties with lace trim.
Mary then strode past him as Henry's gaze fixed on her ass, which looked exceptional thanks to a pair of three inch heels tightening everything. She stopped at his door and leaned against it.
"You'll have to make me cum before I'm going to let you leave," she said.
"Fuck you," he replied.
"There's no chance of that, Henry, as much as you might like it. To be honest, I have no interest in helping you fully cheat on your wife. I do want you to worship my pussy before I let you out of this room, though. I quite like the idea of both husband and wife eating my cunt on the same day."
Henry stood at his desk and thought back to the hidden camera video of his wife and Mary having sex. "Wait, what? You were at my house today?"
Mary nodded and unbuttoned her blouse. She wore a bra that matched her panties and she grasped her breasts with a smile. "I was parked down the street when you left. I watched you drive by. I was sitting on your wife's pretty face as you drove to work, Henry. She made me cum twice while I called her filthy names and played with her pussy, though I refused to let her cum. I told her about your camera as I was leaving. I told her everything, in fact."
"You had no right."
"No, I suppose I didn't. I just don't care. I haven't had this much fun in a long, long time, Henry, and I intend on continuing to have fun with the both of you. I know for certain that your wife is on board and the cat's out of the bag with regards to your thoughts on her infidelity, so you'll just have to deal with the fact that you're married to a bisexual slut that craves cock and cunt."
Henry moved towards the door, but with no intention of eating Mary out. It's not that he didn't enjoy it, he just didn't want to surrender to her in that moment.
"Get out of the way," he said. "I need to go home."
She smiled but remained still. "Get on your fucking knees."
Henry stared without saying a word.
Mary pushed a hand into her panties and he looked down to see her quite obviously fingering herself. His cock twitched as he heard the wetness of her desire. Mary pulled her fingers free and held them up. Henry stared at her glistening skin and then parted his lips without even thinking about it. She gently slid her fingers into his mouth and he sucked on them as she leaned closer and kissed his neck.
"I set you free, Henry," she whispered. "Telling your wife was the final step. Now the two of you can truly have fun together. No more dancing around what you know is true. Now you can go home, watch your wife suck Austin's big cock and beg him to fuck her while you're on your knees next to the bed. You can beg him to blow his thick load in her slutty little cunt. You can then beg her for the chance to put your tongue inside her so you can taste his superior seed."
Henry was now sporting an intensely strong erection and his body hummed with the desire he knew Mary was trying to create. She was gifted. There was no doubt about that. He wasn't sure he believed that she'd set him free, but she's certainly set something in motion that would likely change his marriage.
"Now get on your fucking knees and eat my wet cunt, Henry."
She pushed on the top of his head and he acquiesced, falling to his knees and quickly pulling her panties down to her ankles. Henry leaned forward, looked up, and attached his mouth to her cunt. He licked feverishly, using his tongue and lips to pleasure her clit as Mary grabbed two tight fistfuls of his hair.
"That's it, Henry. I like it when you do as you're told. It makes me even wetter, which is why I'm going to be sorely disappointed if you don't act like a good boy when you get home today. No fighting your wife. No arguing with your friend. Just watch. Just sit and watch as your wife's chosen lover - the one she picked because you weren't doing a good enough job - satisfies her. Then make sure you clean her beautiful pussy as she cuddles with your best friend."
Every word she uttered should have been horrifying to Henry, but instead his dick got harder and his body buzzed with excitement. He wanted to do as she'd demanded. He wasn't sure he'd find it easy once he got home, but in that moment, with his tongue and lips pressed against a wet pussy, Henry wanted more than anything to watch in person as his wife got fucked by his best friend.
Mary climaxed quietly, though she had to with their coworkers just a few yards from the other side of the door. Her face was a picture of intense pleasure, though, and Henry took pride in that.
When she was finished, he pulled her panties back up and stood. Marie kissed him deeply - perhaps indulging in the taste of her pussy - before stepped aside. Henry checked to make sure the bulge of his erection wasn't too noticeable and then he hurried out of the office and headed home.
Avery's car was the only one in the driveway and Henry wondered if Austin was always allowed to park in the garage or if he made a habit of parking up the street and walking to the house to make it less obvious that the married woman inside was having an affair.
Henry waited and listened at the front door but he heard nothing. He had his keys out, but he tried the door just in case and smiled when he found it unlocked. Henry stepped inside and a moan reached his ears the moment he shut the door.
It was Austin. He'd heard the moan plenty on the hidden camera feed. In fact, Henry had heard his friend's sexual moans often enough that he was certain Austin was getting a blowjob.
Henry was suddenly overcome with nervousness and fought off an urge to turn around and head back to work. He didn't have to do what Mary or his wife said. He could just pretend like none of it had ever happened.
He didn't, though. He ascended the stairs while his friend moaned in pleasure. He walked down the hallway. A floorboard creaked, announcing his presence before Henry stepped into the doorway.
Avery was on her knees in a black bra and panty set. Austin was naked and standing. His cock was in Avery's mouth.
"Hey there," Austin said with a smile. "Took you long enough."
Henry opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Instead, he watched his wife's lips move up and down Austin's thick shaft. The lips he'd kissed thousands of times. The lips that had at one point given him a fair number of blowjobs. The lips that were now working remarkably hard to pleasure another man.
"Sorry about this, man," Austin said. "I know I shouldn't have, but it just kind of happened. She's so beautiful and it turns out she's really convincing when she wants something, and that something happened to be my dick. I tried to say no at first. I really did. I didn't last long, though, and I've been fucking your beautiful wife ever since that day she made a move on me."
Under normal circumstances Austin would have earned himself a punch in the face. These were not normal circumstances, though. Henry was standing in his bedroom doorway sporting an erection as he watched his wife suck his best friend's dick. Henry had experienced multiple intense orgasms watching the very same thing, albeit on a hidden camera.
Finally, Avery pulled off the cock in her mouth and looked at Henry. "Welcome home, my little pervert." She glanced at his crotch. "I can see that Mary was right, that you love watching me suck on Austin's gorgeous cock, that you fucking love that I've been cheating on you with your best friend."
All Henry could do was nod.
"We'll talk about your camera later - though I don't get to be too mad since I've been cheating on you - but for now you need to get naked and get on your knees next to me."
Though he felt awkward at the idea of stripping in front of Austin, Henry hesitated only a moment before disrobing. His wife returned to sucking cock while he did so and soon enough Henry was on his knees next to Avery.
He was just a handful of feet closer, but the blowjob was different. The sounds were louder and more acute. The sight of her lips moving up and down the shaft was more arousing, as was the way she gripped Austin's thickness. Henry noted how Avery sucked in her cheeks every time she pulled back and how she looked up at Austin when she could, presumably to convey how much she enjoyed having his cock in her mouth.
Then Avery turned to Henry and kissed him. Her lips were wet and her tongue tasted sweet. It was precum. It tasted of Austin's precum and now it was in Henry's mouth. The lips that had just sucked his friend's cock were pressed against his. Henry was in it now. This was different from watching via hidden camera and it was scarier, but his body hummed with desire and he couldn't argue with that.
"Would you like a turn?" Avery asked.
"What?"
She grabbed Austin's cock and gently directed it towards Henry. "Would you like a turn sucking on this beautiful cock that has made your wife cum so many times?"
Henry stared at the glistening, plump cock head directly in front of him. He was surprised at the lack of revulsion he felt. He had no intention of giving his friend a blowjob, though. It was far too weird.
"No thanks," he said.
Avery inched closer and kissed and licked around the cock head while it remained remarkably close to Henry's mouth. He could hear every little movement of her tongue and for some reason it pulled him just a little closer.
"Just lick it with me," Avery said. "Just a little. Just give it a kiss."
She seemed genuinely interested in him showing affection for Austin's cock, though Henry couldn't figure out why. He was in the midst of trying to do so when Avery wrapped her fingers around Henry's dick and stroked him a little.
Then, without thinking about it, Henry leaned forward. His lips touched the head of his friend's cock. They parted around the soft, slippery flesh. Henry's lips touched Avery's and his tongue darted out to briefly make contact with his wife's.
Henry was fully in it now. He was kissing and licking his best friend's cock like he'd seen his wife do on the hidden camera. It was the last thing he'd imagined himself doing that day - even while driving over there - and yet it felt right. It felt good, even, especially with Avery's soft, skilled fingers slowly stroking Henry and ensuring he remained in a place of intense desire.
"Take him in your mouth," Avery whispered.
Henry did so without hesitation. He sucked his best friend's cock, though he couldn't fit more than the head in his mouth. He sucked it, though, and he did so without a hint of regret. It felt good. It felt right.
"That's it, baby," Avery said, "suck that dick for me. Suck on the head. Show your best friend how grateful you are for his efforts to satisfy your wife. Show him that you want him to keep fucking me, to keep tending to my married pussy, to keep pounding me to orgasms while you're at work, to keep flooding me with his load."
Henry couldn't look up at Austin - that was far too embarrassing - but he did keep sucking while getting increasingly turned on. It felt like Avery was giving voice to all the things he'd felt while watching, though primary among them was that she'd chosen someone else to satisfy her sexual desires because Henry simply hadn't been able to get the job done.
Then Avery stood and kissed Austin. Henry finally looked up with the dick in his mouth, but they weren't paying attention to him. They were indulging in a deeply passionate kiss as Austin's hand found its way into her bra to play with her breasts like he owned them.
"I need you in my pussy," she said, "and he needs to watch while you fuck his wife."
Austin stepped back and his cock slipped from Henry's mouth. Avery crawled into their bed and spread her legs.
"I think I'd like to hear you beg me to fuck your wife, Henry," Austin said with delight in his voice.
Henry felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him as he looked up at his friend. Their relationship had already changed, of course, but this would guarantee that they could never look at each other the same way.
"Please, Austin, fuck my wife. Fuck Avery. Satisfy her. Give her what I clearly can't. Fuck her in our bed. Cum inside her in our bed. Make me clean your cum out of her when you're done."
The humiliation Henry felt was matched by an overpowering level of desire that had his whole body tingling and his cock throbbing. Never in his life had he felt that way and he instantly knew he wanted more, that he needed more, that he'd need to experience that feeling over and over and over again.
Austin crawled into the bed and slipped inside Avery. She moaned and arched her back as her pussy welcomed his full length. They kissed as Austin began to thrust while Henry watched with his mouth agape.
It wasn't like on the hidden camera. When watching on a small iPad screen from his office, Henry could focus on his wife's pleasure. When watching from his knees on the bedroom floor, Henry couldn't ignore everything he felt. How humiliating it was to sit idly by as another man fucked his wife. How exciting it was to see and hear Avery's moans, to see how slick Austin's cock was every time he pulled out of her pussy, to know that before long another man would be cumming inside of Avery.
Henry felt everything while in his bedroom and it was all amplified compared to watching as a voyeur.
Avery climaxed after just a few minutes of thrusting and Austin slowed his hips until he remained still inside her. She kissed him with such depth and passion that it caught Henry off guard. Her hands moved over his body and through his hair until finally they rested on either side of his face.
"You really do fuck me better than him," she said. "Much better than him."
"I know," Austin replied.
Henry very nearly groaned from the intensity of the feelings coursing through him.
Austin pulled out and sat back on his knees. His cock was long, stiff, veiny, and wet with Avery's juices.
"Come suck him clean," Avery said. "Then you can put him back inside me."
Henry stood and ambled towards the bed. He was in a bit of a daze, but that didn't stop him from crawling forward and wrapping his lips around Austin's dick. The cock tasted of his wife's pussy and smelled of sex and strangely enough, Henry found pleasure in immersing himself in all of that while he listened to his wife finger her pussy from just a few feet away.
Austin pulled out and got on his back. Avery straddled him but his cock rested against her ass cheeks. "Put him in me," she said to her husband.
Henry wrapped his fingers around his friend's thick cock and guided the head between Avery's pussy lips. She looked back at Henry and smiled while slowly welcoming the fat shaft deep into her pussy. She began to ride Austin while holding Henry's gaze, her face contorting with pleasure as she did so.
"He's so much bigger than you," she said. "So much longer and thicker. It really does feel better when he reaches so deep in my pussy. It always has."
Henry's eyes went wide. "Always has?"
She smiled. "Austin and I had a fling before we got married, Henry. We fucked for a few months while you and I dated. We stopped when you proposed, though I couldn't help myself and I fucked him once more just a few days before we got married. I swore him off after that...until recently, that is. It turns out that he gives me something that I need, that I've always needed."
Austin grasped her breasts and Henry looked to see his friend smiling at him.
"Now I'll be giving it to her multiple times a week for the foreseeable future, Henry," he said. "We don't have to sneak around anymore, either, so you can expect to be sucking a lot of dick and cleaning a lot cum out of her in the coming months and years."
Avery already looked like she was close to cumming again as Henry reeled from the revelation that his best friend had betrayed him - in a manner of speaking - years ago.
Henry wasn't entirely sure why he wasn't angrier at the revelation that Avery had cheated before, but perhaps it was because he just wasn't built to be upset by cheating.
"Fuck...Austin...I need you to cum inside me!" Avery cried out.
The look on Austin's face made it seem like he was happy to comply with her request. She leaned down to kiss him and rode his cock hard and fast as he grabbed her ass to help her out.
Soon enough they were cumming together as Henry watched from a prone position in the bed. His mouth still tasted of cock and he suspected that the taste would soon be refreshed.
"Suck it clean," Austin demanded as Avery lifted her pussy and laid next to him.
Henry saw no reason to hesitate. He moved between his friend's legs and took the cock in his mouth. He sucked it clean as best he could, including licking his way from the base of the shaft to the tip on several occasions. It was unquestionably humiliating to do so, but Henry had been awash in humiliation from the moment he'd gotten home so it wasn't a sea change.
"Now you're going to clean my load from your wife's pussy, Henry," Austin instructed, "and you're going to thank me for cumming inside her when you're done. Then you'll offer to suck my dick until I'm hard enough to fuck her again and while you do so you'll tell yourself that it's your place to eat my cum and suck my dick because I fuck your wife better than you do, because I have always fucked her better than you."
Some part of Henry wished he wasn't so turned on, but there was nothing to be done about it. He was clearly built differently from most men.
"Oh, and Henry," Avery said as he moved between her legs. "You should know that Mary has been watching all of this from a hidden camera that I put in our room."
He looked up to try and judge if she was telling the truth.
Avery smiled. "She and I are going to keep playing together. It turns out that I'm bisexual with the right woman, and Mary is the right woman. You'll keep playing with her too. In fact, you'll do whatever the fuck she tells you to. I would expect her to challenge you, though. She seems quite keen on expanding your sexual boundaries even further and I was more than happy to give her permission to do as she saw fit."
Henry looked around the room, though he saw nothing that looked even remotely like a hidden camera.
Then he turned back to see Avery and Austin kissing deeply. Henry wondered exactly how significant the changes in his marriage were going to be.
He realized, though, that the changes had already taken place. He was just more aware of them now. He was being made to fully confront them and he was okay with that. After all, he and Avery had fucked more in the past few months than in the previous few years combined, so it's not like he'd suddenly become asexual. If anything, his sex life was about to get a lot more interesting. It would be different, of course, but Henry was ready for different after so many years of things being a bit boring.
The End.
