Dirty Family Secrets
I turned to my laptop, entered the password, exposing a grainy, black and white close up of our spouses in the hot-tub.
Krista looked over my shoulder. "What's that?"
"CCD, low-light, and infrared camera with PTZ, pan, tilt and zoom." I adjusted the picture, switching from infrared to low-light, and getting a dark but pretty visible shot of our spouses chatting amiably, only a foot or so apart.
"They're looking pretty chummy," Krista noted.
I turned to her, and dropped my towel, opening her robe.
"Alex, they're waiting for us to leave," she cautioned me, as she slowly dropped to her knees in front of my rampant hard-on.
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