I knew the bitch was cheating. Now I have proof. I;m going crazy, just had to share. I tried to be the good husband, you know tried to get her to reply to some of the ads on Swingers Haven, tried to get her visit a club She used to agree, say she would. But after a year of this I gave up. It was just bedroom talk to her. I got suspicious when she kept mentioning Rob form Work. You know, Rob this, Rob that. Then she said Rob would pick her up and run her in. He was passing our house anyway and it would be no trouble. I said I didn’t like the idea of that. She said it would be OK because Emma got a lift from him as well.. That was the first lie. I knew he was fucking her. She’d started dressing with a little more care for work. Nothing blatant, but a little more time in the bathroom, a little more care with her makeup. I’d leave the house fifteen minutes before Jessica. I had to get the train into Manchester. But this one morning Id set some of those small camera’s up about the house. You know those that look like watches and radios for by the bed. But I spent a lot of cash on those in the lounge. Got one that looked just like a PIR, and another, a perfect copy of a smoke detector. It was the weekend before I could find time to see what was on them. Jessica was on some Yoga weekend and I had all the time in the world. Hooked the cameras up to the laptop and had a look at the foot age. And there was Jess, and surprise surprises, leading Rob into our living room by the hand. Soon they were kissing. It made my stomach churn like I was on The Big One at Blackpool. I felt sick with excitement. when the kissed again he was undoing her fresh white blouse, then his hands pushing up under bra from below. Jeez! The Look on Jess’s face. She looked like she was in heaven. Then he was reaching round her and taking of her bra. He stood back to look at her gorgeous tits. She’s quite a petite woman at five-two but her tits are thirty-two D. Oh, and she;s twenty-six years old. Then he draws her to him again and he’s holding her tight while they kiss. All this in front of our living room couch where I like to lie with a six-pack and watch the match. Fuck! Soon he’s undone her skirt and let it fall to the floor and she steps out of it and stands there in her nude look tights, with her magenta panties a blur beneath. He’s rubbing her between the legs through her tights and she’s undoing his zip and bringing out his fucking awful cock -- so fucking big. I don’t want to look but seeing her go down on her knees and suck on him is compelling viewing. She does this for about two minutes then stands up and wriggles out of her hose. She lies on the sofa while Rob strips and puts on a rubber. Then he fucks her, fucks her non stop for fifteen minutes. She brings her knees right up and shoves her eels into his arse, encouraging him deeper. I wank as I watch, and cum when he cums into Jess. This is the hottest thing I’ve ever Seen. This has been going on for a month now. She only asks him in on a Tuesday. I asked her about Tuesdays. Seems they’re not in the local office on Tuesdays, have to go to head office for the afternoon so they have an hour to kill. She says they call in the service area on the motorway. I feel hurt and excited by all this. I’ve been editing the footage. I have shots from different angles and have about four hours of recording from various days. Its not the best quality but it’s clear enough. I don’t know whether to confront her. Part of me hates her for what she’s doing. Another part loves it. If only she’d come along to a club. I’d love to see her get gang banged -- really would