As I hid in the adjacent room with my phone, I heard the knock on the door. My heart raced as I knew this was the moment I had anticipated - or dreaded - for weeks. The cheating wife, Sarah, walked in, her body glistening with sweat and her makeup slightly smudged from their passionate encounter. She closed the door behind her, her eyes filled with nervous excitement.
"Record me," she whispered, her voice barely audible. Without hesitation, I began filming as she slowly stripped down to nothing but her white lace lingerie. Her body was perfect, every curve and ripple in full view. My cock throbbed in my pants at the sight of her.
"Now lie down on the bed," I instructed, my voice taking on a more authoritative tone. Obiying, Sarah positioned herself on the edge of the mat "ress, her heart racing with anticipation of what was to come next."
