1 comments/ 24036 views/ 11 favorites Unexpected Exposure Pt. 01 By: phubby Mike smiled. Liz had no idea what he was up to. His tech skills were about to be put to good use. Mike & Liz worked for Technology Solutions. They often traveled together as part of the team that would consult and troubleshoot technology strategies for companies. This particular assignment had Mike arriving a day earlier than the rest of the team so that he could meet the tech manager and get a lay of the land. He enjoyed the lead time as it always gave him a chance to scout out the territory for potential sex games. He was a bit of a perv and loved using his tech skills to pull off naughty capers for his own sexual gratification. He arranged for his and Liz's hotel rooms to be adjacent so that they could collobarate easily when working late at night. It had become the custom arrangement. But when Mike was able to arrive a day earlier than Liz, it also provided him a window of opportunity that he could not pass on. Liz was a perky, spirited blonde. She stood 5'6" with a figure that filled the hour glass like a dream. Her tits were amazing, 36c and firm, centered by nipples that she could never fully hide as they were forever erect. She always worked in jeans. And she always had men ~ and women ~ checking out her ass in those jeans. She was just a delight to look at and fantasy over. Mike set up some video surveillance gear in her room. It was high-end, wireless technology that could send images and sound to the production receiver up to 100 feet away. So it was certainly effective in the room next to his. There were three cameras in all, each small enough to be able to discreetly hide where Liz would never suspect. The producion unit in Mike's room was able to receive the feed, record it, and transfer it to up to three other wireless receivers which easily connected to a laptop. Mike and the boys would be having a lot of fun... or so he hoped. Mike's agenda was simple. He loved porn. He loved jerking off. And he certainly loved jerking off to porn of Liz. Although she was married and forbidden fruit, she was the object of Mike's desire as well as others on the team. She worked hard to be just "one of the guys" on the team and tried to keep in the team's good graces. She would never complain about the sexual content of their comments as long as nobody let it interfere with the job at hand. The night she checked in, Mike had the system up and running. The team met for a planning meeting in the hotel conference room, as was their custom the night before they converged on company property. Everyone got their assignments from Mike and headed back to their rooms. Mike settled in front of his computer, anxious to see the images on his split screen track Liz's every movement from camera to camera in her room. It didn't take long. Within minutes, she stood next to the bed and began to undress. Mike's eyes drank in the view of her arms pulling her sweater up over her head, revealing a lacey white bra holding her breasts firm in place. Then she began to wriggle her hips as she pealed away her jeans, tugging them down over her thighs, knees and ankles, finally kicking them to the side. She stood there running her hands through her hair, bra and panties daring Mike's eyes to stroke his cock. Mike was naked. Watching. Lusting. Stroking. Liz walked towards the bathroom and reached in to turn on the shower. As the water swished from the shower head, Mike moaned as he caught his first glimpse of her tits as she reached back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to ground. He imagined his arms around her in a sexy dance as she rolled her hips free of her panties, sliding them down her legs. Naked she stood, waiting for the shower to warm, as Mike stroked. He was recording the video feed as well, something to edit and pass along later in the night to others anxiously waiting for the fruit of his labors. While Liz showered, Mike sat in front of the computer slowly stroking. Precum oozing from his cock as he waited for the moment when she would emerge from behind the shower curtain. Finally, she appeared. Naked, wet, and fucking amazing. He watched as she toweled herself dry, pulled a tee over her head and a pair of sweats over her legs. No bra. No panties. Then he watched as she walked to the door, opened it and stepped out of her room. He heard a knock at his door. "Oh shit," he muttered as he scrambled to cover his tracks and throw some shorts on. He slammed the lid shut on his laptop. "Who is it?" he yelled trying to stall for time and sound natural. "It's Liz. Got a minute for me?" Mike had more than a minute for her, but knew better than to dare expose even a hint of his naughty activities. "Just a sec, Liz." With his computer safely closed and his shorts barely able to cover his hardon, he moved to answer the door. He opened the door trying to look as normal as possible. "What's up?" She shot an amused smile at him as she saw him standing in just his shorts, thinking it was rather immodest to answer the door that way. Of course, having a hardon for her and no more than 30 seconds removed from stroking to images of her naked body, his present appearance was very much a step in the direction of modesty. More than she could have ever suspected or appreciated, of course. His heart was racing. In the rush to try and handle her unexpected visit, he wasn't entirely confident that he had covered his tracks perfectly. Even as she smiled that smirky smile at him in that split second of first eye contact when he opened the door, his mind was racing through a checklist of cover-up moves. Laptop lid down? CHECK Production unit out of sight? CHECK My cock in the stable? CHECK Liz had an inkling that something was eschew in that split second because of two things. One, in her glance at him, his appearance was undoubtedly sporting a huge bulge in his shorts that anyone with even average vision would easily have noticed. Second, there was an absence of Mike's eyes slithering over her body like he usually did. The fact that she was braless in a simple tee certainly added to the curiosity since she knew her breasts were more of a tease than normal, when Mike's eyes seldom left her body. Mike's heart was racing, the blood still pumping to his cock, the thump of his heartbeat pulsating from his balls to the tip of his cock. His mouth was dry. His eyes were blank as his mind continued to race. He appeared a bit dazed. He certainly was a bit fuzzy-brained. Liz broke the silence, not long enough to be awkward but filled with the musings of two minds at work, and asked, "Mind if I come in?" She spoke slowly with a slight stacatto rhythm that tried to balance the off-balance fraction of a moment that possessed them. What Liz said and what Mike heard in that brief instant were just a half-beat off. In his heightened state of arousal this abrupt interruption by the target of his voyeuristic efforts had him on the ropes of lucidity. He had a hard time processing the sounds of her voice in real time. What he thought he heard was, "Mind if I comin?" He shook his head as if to clear the cobwebs. Did he hear her correctly? NO FUCKING WAY she just said that! He knew better. He looked her in the eyes and repeated her words back to her as if to bait her into saying it again. "M-i-n-d... i-f... " he paused with a nod of his head in an attempt to have her finish the phrase... Liz laughed, took the bait, and finished the phrase off with "I come in?" Although he was certain he was out of whack with reality, what he heard cross Lizzy's sweet, warm, forbidden, married lips was, "I comin." His cock flinched as his mind tried to separate the impulses of testosterone driven arousal and the audio impressions of reality striking his ears. As he scrambled to make sense of the confusion, he leaned against the door, losing a bit of his balance, pushing the door back further. Liz smiled, taking his floundering posture as an invitation to indeed, "come in." As she stepped inside Mike's room, a few more seconds passed, allowing him an additional moment to gather his wits and come to grips with reality. His eyes lost a bit of their glaze as he let the door close. He moved across the room as if he were returning to something he had been doing when Liz had knocked at the door. He rummaged through the bag he had on the bed looking for a shirt to throw on. In the seven or eight seconds that Liz spent in his room for that instant, she felt Mike's eyes return to their lusty position as he turned around with a shirt in his hands. Although less focused and seemingly more polite, his eyes indeed looked her over and spent an extra moment studying the curves her braless form offered him. As she felt his eyes on her, she could not help but notice the huge bulge in his shorts. There was absolutely no doubt in her mind that Mike was sporting a hardon. She was equally flattered and unsure of herself as she figured his arousal was due to her presence. Of course, his arousal was due to her presence and MUCH more. More than she would ever have imagined. Mike continued to gain his balance, enjoying the lingering moment of Lizzy's body in his hotel room for a small moment. It had barely been eleven or twelve seconds since he had cracked the door open and fumbled his greeting. Liz spoke up. "Hey, sorry to barge in on you but I had to ask you something without the other guys around." Mike tried to pull his shirt on casually as he replied, "Oh really, what's that Lizzy?" "Well, Aaron (her husband) was wondering if he could fly in tomorrow and join me here. He has a buddy from college that he has not seen in years who lives in the area. I know it is against policy to have family with us, but he promises to not get in the way. He would spend the day golfing with his buddy and catching up on life, and basically just sleep here at the hotel." Mike, as the team leader and manager of this project, had the final say on such matters. Sometimes exceptions were made to company policy as long as nobody got hurt, the job was not compromised, and the General Manager back at the office never found out. Mike found consolation in the moment, knowing that he had something legitimate to focus his mind on, helping to chase away the final residue of his light-headed, arousal-induced daze. "Well Lizzy" he started, as his mind raced ahead. He considered the reality that if he said yes, not only would Liz be in the room, but so would Aaron. And, it would be possible that maybe, just maybe, there would be some fucking going on. Suddenly, Mikes mind was razor sharp, fueled by business sense and a calculus of lust that he often employed in his voyeur ventures. He continued his reply with a warm smile... "Well Lizzy, if anyone deserves a conjugal visit it is you!" Liz smiled at Mike's comment, thankful that his normal demeanor and mindset was again present, replacing that brief, odd, unusual daze that had met her at the door. "Well, I doubt any 'conjual' stuff will be going on" she said with a giggle, "but thank-you Mike!" And with that, she bounced out of the room and back to her room. Relief burst on the scene as the door closed behind her, Mike feeling as if he had just manuvered out of the way of a cataclysmic collision. His cock was still firm and aching for attention. But his mind was moving forward. He opened the lid to his laptop. He smiled as he watched the images refresh and provide a live stream of Lizzy's image in her room. His eyes again focused on her curves. The way her tee hung from her perky breasts. How her sweats hugged her ass close enough to confirm that she indeed was not wearing any panties. But his mind considered the bigger prize. Perhaps this time tomorrow he would be treated to a bigger prize. Something that would certainly keep the rest of the team quiet about Aaron's arrival if indeed it provided them the ultimate experience of arousal . . . watching Lizzy getting fucked. Mike licked his lips as he again stroked his cock. Finally, Lizzy pulled her tee off and slithered into her bed. Mike's last vision of her before he felt his warm load of cum bursting out of his cock was her tits swaying as she crawled on her hands and knees over the covers, arranging the pillows just right. She slid under the sheet, one breast still glowing in the dim light of the room as she reached for the lamp on the table next to her bed. A click later, the screen went black. Mike packaged the brief video images into a short 5 minute edited version that he knew his partners in voyeur crimes would enjoy. He hit send. And then he prepared his speech that he would be so excited to give the boys tomorrow. Little did they know that the video they were about to enjoy was very possibly just the beginning of something much more intense. Much more naughty. So much more to cum! Unexpected Exposure Pt. 02 Mike toweled off the load of cum splattered across his abdomen and chest. Meanwhile, his three amigos on the team were just beginning to settle in at their laptops as they eagerly awaited Mike's gift. Mike laid on the bed, wiping himself clean, as his mind continue to linger on the images of Lizzy; that brief instant of a view he had last enjoyed of her as she crawled on her hands and knees on the bed, naked, intoxicating, before she extinguished the bedside lamp and the screen went dark. His voyeur video recordings were done for the night. He did some quick editing to prepare the vid for the guys. Rob was in room 333. He had already pulled up several windows of porn to get the juices flowing. He was a small guy with a lot of charm, a true lady's man. And though he only stood 5-4, he had a cock that a man a foot taller than him would be proud of. Oscar was in room 335. He was the eager beaver on the team when it came to lusty distractions. Although he enjoyed porn, it was typical for his hotel activities to include at least one or two visitations by women he would expertly seduce. He had an appetite for young married women. Lizzy was always on her guard around him. Lucio, in room 337, was the wildcard. Tall, dark and handsome, his wife lived with the constant awareness that anytime he was out of her sight, he could do anything. Once he bought her a brand new car while she was gone for the weekend. He would arrive home with random gifts for her, sometimes quaint, other times thoughtful and romantic. But his Latin blood ran hot all the time. There was not a babe within 20 miles of him that failed to register on his lusty radar. When the three of them were together with Mike, it was a recipe made for frenetic, sexual banter and activity. They were professionals around others. But when in the safety of their shared isolation, they were four, naughty guys. The only friction that had to be managed was Oscar's unhealthy obsession with fantasies about Lucio's wife. Emily was a prize for sure. She was blessed with smoldering, brown, puppy-dog eyes that were instant attention-getters and a face that was befitting to the cheerleader she had been in high school. And, of course, she had a body that offered multiple points of interest. A bubble butt. Tits that were easily D-cup delights. And body language that seem to accentuate her curves and fuel the lusts of the many secret admirers she possessed. Mike finished off the vid of Lizzy, watching it one last time before he sent it to the guys. That moment when she had just finished drying off after her shower and stood naked next to her bed, then lifted her arms up to feather her oversized tee over her braless body was mesmerizing. He wasn't sure which was his favorite moment; that or the final glimpse of her before the room went dark as she crawled naked on the bed. Lizzy was asleep in her room. Softly breathing and utterly oblivious to the reality that in the room next to hers, Mike laid naked with a fresh load of cum barely erased from his abdomen, a load of cum inspired by his voyeuristic images captured of Lizzy. And now, the next three rooms in line after Mike's were about to engage in similar, naughty pleasures. Lizzy's naked body laid covered in her bed in her darkened room. But in rooms 333, 335 and 337, there was a dim glow supplied by computer screens that displayed Lizzy's exposed body. Each guy had their own fixation. Rob's eyes curled around Lizzy's bare ass as she stepped out of the shower, feeding more data into his lust-driven mind and allowing him to store up images to recall when he was working along side her, admiring how her jeans hugged her ass. He paused the vid for a moment so his eyes could settle in on the amazing lower curve of her ass cheek. He stroked his oversized cock to the thought of how close he would be to that very ass in a few hours. Oscar had the video paused at the start. He was waiting to restart it only after he finished enjoying the view he had of the hotel patio area with swimming pool and Jacuzzi in plain view from his window. There was a married couple in the Jacuzzi. Oscar's mind began to conjure up plans for how he might give that MILF some added attention. As he did, he fantasized about what it would be like to have both her and Lizzy in the room with him. He envisioned them sharing a passionate kiss with his cock submerged between their shared lips. He restarted the video and volleyed his lusty eyes from the screen to the Jacuzzi. His cock throbbed as his eyes and mind fed it with such forbidden possibilities. Not one, but two married targets to enjoy. Lucio was a bit pervy in his own moment. As he leaned back on the bed with his laptop next to him, the video was playing for the third time. He had the sound muted. He was on his cellphone, talking with Emily. As his eyes enjoyed Lizzy's body, he listened as Emily chirped away about her day that mused over nothing but routine details and less than eventful neighborhood gossip. Lucio just loved the sound of her voice. He could listen to her all day long and still feel pleasure from her words. The mix of hearing her and seeing Lizzy was definitely arousing. That neither of them had any idea what he was up to made it even more arousing, daring, edgy. By the time midnight struck, Lizzy was sound asleep with pleasant dreams of seeing Aaron the next day. The four successive rooms next to her were also filled with happy sleepers, each of them having spilled a load of cum in her honor moments before turning in for the night. Before Mike had drifted off, his mind had spent a few minutes reflecting on what he and his three amigos were up to. It was certainly naughty, against company policy, and out of bounds. If Lizzy were ever to find out, they all would be in serious trouble. Yet, for the umpteenth time they were at it again. It was as if they were addicted to exploiting her for their sexual gratification. Mike was a smart guy, some would even say brilliant. What he could do with technology was amazing. But, as he slowly drifted off, he wrestled with seeds of doubt regarding what he was doing, what he had been doing, whether or not he could keep doing it successfully. Rob had no such concerns. His charm was his best attribute. He simply smiled and made the best of any situation. He never gave a thought to what might be the limits of their voyeuristic fun at Lizzy's expense. Oscar thought with his cock when it came to women. If he had two cocks, he would be twice as foolish. He had been suspected, even exposed, for indecent activities plenty of times before. To worry about any potential detours to their naughty intrusions into Lizzy's privacy would have been a first for him. He was too busy imagining the possibilities of future exploitations to be bothered with any concerns about the present. Lucio was in love ~ with Emily. Lizzy was just a temporary fix to his unattended passions. He was by far the least invested member of this naughty group of voyeurs. But, it still had a hold on him that was perhaps more than he was willing to admit. And somewhere back home, absent of Lizzy's presence, lay asleep her husband who was about to become an unsuspecting player in this game. As shocking as the truth would be if he were to have any idea about it, it would also rank high on his list of secret fantasies he kept harbored inside his mind. Unexpected Exposure Pt. 03 Mike woke up with a lot on his mind. He had to prepare his team for today's efforts. He had to review his progress report due to the corporate office by noon. He had a meeting scheduled with the company president later in the morning. His plate was full. Yet instinctively, as he had done countless other mornings during the hotel stays for he and his team, it was not the morning prep meeting with his team that first gathered his efforts. It was the hidden video equipment at rest in Lizzy's room, but ready to obey his commands. He rolled out of bed, naked and unassuming as he went to the production unit on the table in the front room of his suite. He glanced at the monitor and smiled at the view of Lizzy, still snuggled under the covers in bed, watching the TV. With a few clicks of the mouse, he initiated the videoing recording equipment for the three cameras in her room, all hidden and unknown to Lizzy. Warm memories of his last glimpses of her from last night still fed his mental lust. As he mused over those images burned in his mind of her naked body crawling on her bed, his cock stirred. But there was little time for such fun. He needed to get going. So, knowing he would have much to enjoy later, Mike headed to the shower. -- As the warm water of the shower soothed his body, his mind could not help but fuel his craving for Lizzy with lusty thoughts about her. He knew that although he would be busy throughout the day, there was later that evening to look forward to. To anticipate. To fulfill a day or two's worth of cravings. He missed her already, allowing the wet bar of soap to console his stiff cock. He lathered up, soapy bubbles cheering on his firm hand as it offered a tight, slippery, snug cavern for his cock to penetrate. But he stopped short of releasing his cum. He wanted to save it for tonight. He wanted to keep his cock on the edge. His expectations were in full bloom. His mind having already started the countdown that now lingered around the nine or ten hour mark, denoting how much time was left before he would be alone with Lizzy, the object of his desire, the spark that lit the fire to his lust, the possessor of the tightest married pussy on earth, his sweet, little wife. Yes, Aaron was eager to join her at the hotel that night. -- As he stepped out of the shower, he toweled off and then grabbed a cup of coffee. Naked and with a few moments to spare, he moved to the window to see if anything of interest might be on display about the patio area below. Hoping against big odds to perhaps even see the couple he spotted last night. The amazing young wife with a body that deserved the attention of more than one admirer. To his dismay, all Oscar saw was an empty patio bathed in early morning sunlight. He shrugged his shoulders silently at his misfortune of the moment, walked over to his laptop and clicked on last night's feature presentation. "One for the road" he quietly muttered to himself as he watched the 5 minute presentation of Lizzy from the night before. He felt his cock stir yet again. In a short while he would be at the breakfast table attending the planning meeting for the team. She would be there. Dressed in reality, but completely naked in his mind. He made sure to load up those last images from the video. -- Flipping the covers back, she grabbed her phone. Using the facetime feature, she called him. She knew he would answer. She knew he would be expecting her to be naked. She was sitting on the edge the bed, no disappointment in the making. She smiled as his smiling face answered her call. "Good morning, lover" she said as she held the phone strategically, allowing him a view of only her face and bare shoulders. "How was your sleep? Did I dance my way through the night with you in your dreams?" Before he said a word, she giggled as he expanded his phone's view to include his stiff cock pressing against the sheet covering his body. "Does that answer your question?" he playfully quipped back at her. "Mmmm" Emily hummed, "you better be careful babe. That could be a problem for you if you don't keep it under control." Lucio chuckled. Partially at her intended meaning. Also in part, due to his own private games about which Emily was completely in the dark. Last night, and again even at this very moment, he enjoyed the complimentary view of his cellphone offerings of his naughty, hot wife and his laptop playing the 5 minute video of sweet Lizzy. "I have plans to manage it carefully today my sweet bride" without fully disclosing the full aspects of his fascination with Lizzy's body as well. -- She got up from her bed and made her way to the shower. The image of her naked body was glowing as it projected before his eyes. Although he had no time at the moment to spare for anymore arousing activity, he could not help but playfully mutter aloud, "Oh sweet Lizzy, how I would love to ravish that amazing body of yours." Mike shook his head as he forced himself to walk away from the production unit monitor, reminding himself that he would be back at the end of the day to consume all that those cameras provided. -- Lucio shook his head and playfully said to Emily, "Hot damn baby, you are so fucking hot!" He meant what he said. Both about Emily AND Lizzy. It was the secret mixing of that combination that helped bridge the gap between what was and what was to soon be. He knew he would be have to leave Emily behind as he prepared to get ready. But he also knew that Lizzy's sweet behind was awaiting him, in less explicit ways. Of course, this video would help him see what might be obscured. -- Aaron smiled as he finished packing. He was looking forward to meeting up with his friend whom he had lost touch with for a while. But he was also even more excited about meeting up with Lizzy that night. At the hotel. He just loved hotel sex. It was always special. He felt a surge of desire for her, musing on the idea that his sweet, faithful, adorable wife would be awaiting his arrival. What he was incapable of comprehending though was the reality that his sweet, faithful, adorable wife would be spending the day dangling her body before the eyes and minds of her pervy, naughty coworkers. Although she would have a clue to their filthy-minded leers and comments, she would be utterly shocked if she knew how exposed she truly was to their eyes and minds. -- As 7am approached, Mike left his room and headed for the breakfast conference room he had reserved for the team today. -- Rooms 333, 335 and 337 were waiting to hear the sound of Lizzy's door before they stepped out into the hallway. It was always a much better walk to their morning prep meetings when they could follow her and admire the fit of her jeans over that married ass. Even better after the show they each had admired in the 5 minute video they shared. -- As Lizzy entered the conference room, it was business as usual. The guys knew the routine. To keep their voyeuristic fun in motion, she could have absolutely no idea what they were up to. Other than the normal workplace banter they shared, they were careful to keep their secret well camouflaged. As she sat down at the table, knowing looks were shot between the guys. All four of them had experienced the dizzying pleasures of liftoff thanks to her. As they discussed the plans and assignments for the day, Aaron's plane was pulling away from the runaway some 500 miles away. Separated by distance and so much more, he joined the four sitting at the table with Lizzy, mentally nurturing his cock to enjoy the hardon he felt in that moment. All of them, flipping through their mental images of her. Each of them looking forward to what new thrills tonight might bring. -- She dared not reveal her secret, she thought. It would just be too difficult to understand. With eyes on her, yet just beyond her reach. With the heat of lust pulsating from the group surrounding her. With her married body the bait and her willingness to allow it to serve her own devices, she sat there, quivering at what she was doing. Another guest tipped her, adding income to her wallet as he typed filthiness in a stream of consciousness displaying his flow of thought. As she felt her nipples harden and her married pussy turn wet, Emily performed for the camera as she fulfilled another chatter's request. Such naughty secrets. So many naughty secrets. So much to cum . . .