My name is Nick, I am 26 years of age and, as with many guys of my age group, I manage to stay fairly fit playing a bit of amateur football. I’ve been married to Eva for just over 3 years, she is 29 years of age, slim with 34C boobs. We live in an ex-local authority semi-detached house close to the edge of the town where we both work. Eva works in retail, so she gets two days off each week, but she has to work some weekends, which is a bit of a pain, but it means she gets time off during the week to do what she wants. I work in a small office, not much I can say about that. Eva loves sex, I think it would be a bit extreme to describe her as a nympho, but she certainly wants sex at least once most days. The only time I get a rest is when she has had to work on her store’s late opening day and she comes home exhausted. I’m not complaining, what man would when you have a very sexy wife who wants to be pleasured at every turn. Eva is on the pill, she has been since we first met, as she has always had a very active sex life, but she doesn’t say too much about her previous boyfriends. We usually travel to work together in the car but, when Eva has a day off, I often walk so Eva can have the car to go shopping or do whatever when she has time to herself. This means that I have to walk to and from work, it’s only about a mile and a half so it’s good exercise, but I can sometimes get a lift with a colleague if the weather is wet. My tale starts during the summer of last year. It had been Eva’s day off, so I had left the car at home for her to use and, as it was a warm sunny day, I had walked into work. Eva is a bit of a sun worshiper, so she loves to sunbathe in the garden during the afternoon, when the sun is at its peak. Our garden has tall fences and lots of tall shrubs, so it is well-protected from prying eyes, and I know she likes to sunbathe topless, sometimes even totally naked so she can get an all-over tan. Despite the fine weather, my colleague had offered me a lift home, so I was arriving a bit earlier than Eva may have expected me. When I walked into the kitchen, Eva was sunbathing topless in the garden, but the thing I noticed immediately was she had her hand inside her bikini bottoms, obviously stroking her clitoris. I didn’t want to disturb her so I walked round into the dining room and stood at the back of the room so she would not see me. Looking through the patio doors gave me a clear view of Eva, head furthest from the house and, by now she had pulled her bikini bottoms to one side so she could slide her fingers into her very wet pussy. Even from this distance, I could see her juices glistening around her pussy, and I started to see her chest heaving as she gasped, clearly enjoying her arousal. Eva was wearing her sunglasses, but I could well imagine she would have her eyes closed anyway as she seemed lost ‘in the moment’. This went on for some time, as Eva plunged several fingers into her sopping cunt, allowing herself to calm down every now and then before continuing to frig herself. I had my cock out, stroking it to a raging erection, when I noticed Eva seemed to be going for it. She had raised herself to another orgasm and she seemed determined this was going to be her peak. Her back arched and, even inside the house, I could hear her cumming noisily. I didn’t want Eva to know that I had seen her masturbating. If there was a chance I might walk in on this sort of scene again, I didn’t want to spoil it, so I zipped myself back up and exited via the front door speedily. I walked round the block for 20 minutes and, when I returned to the house, Eva was just coming out of the shower. Before we had even had dinner, Eva wanted me to make love to her, which needless to say, I was happy to do. Good job I hadn’t wasted my seed while a watched her masturbating. Later on when we went to bed, she wanted sex again, twice in the same evening was unusual but I managed to splatter her insides again, and she orgasmed very noisily. She said afterwards that the hot sun had made her particularly horny, and she had even played with herself while she had been outside sunbathing, not realising I had witnessed her doing rather more than playing with herself. The following morning while we were having breakfast, I decided to tell Eva I had seen her masturbating on the sun lounger, and I had found it very erotic. Initially, Eva was a bit put out that I had watched her frigging herself and I wondered whether I should have not said anything but, when we got home from work that evening, she had obviously thought about it some more and was ready to talking about it again. While we were getting the evening meal, Eva told me that, when I had caught her masturbating the previous afternoon, she was also being watched by Clive, the old guy who lives next door to us. Although I said our garden is quite private and not overlooked, it is possible to see into our garden from the house next door that we are attached to. Clive and his wife Celia are an older couple, probably in their sixties, who have been living there for years, and Eva said it had been the 2nd time she had noticed Clive watching her. She said she was able to ‘hide’ behind her sunglasses, without letting on to Clive that she had seen him, and she had found this very erotic, which led to her masturbating in front of him. Clive’s elderly mother-in-law lives about half a mile from them, and Celia spends a lot of time visiting her mother, so Eva has assumed Clive gets lots of time at home on his own to ogle Eva when she is doing her thing. Eva said she was not complaining, as she has realised she quite enjoys being an exhibitionist. Needless to say, we fucked again that night, I think we were both turned on by the thought of Eva being an exhibitionist, and Clive her voyeur. A couple of days later, I suggested to Eva that I could set up a camera in our back bedroom window. I said I could hide it behind ornaments and pot plants on the window ledge, so I could record the incidents when Eva decided to ‘perform’ for Clive and, using our Wi-Fi network, I could record it on the hard drive of my computer. Eva agreed I could do this, and I told her she simply had to switch on the camera just before she went out in the garden to sunbathe. Over the following few weeks, I got several recordings of Eva sunbathing in the garden for an hour, which was very nice as I adore gazing at her heavenly body, but then there was an occasion when she said Clive had watched her from their bedroom window. Eva said she had kept her sunglasses on as she didn’t want him to know she had realised she had a voyeur, and this time it was clear he was masturbating too. She thought he had been wanking the last time but, on this occasion, she said she saw a fountain of spunk cascading onto the window pane. Of course, I couldn’t see on my camera recording what Clive was doing, but the sight of my wife with several fingers deep inside her cunt, head thrown back with her back arched, really turned me on. I had managed to focus the camera specifically on the sun lounger so I could capture all the action close-up, and the absence of sound didn’t spoil the video too much. I was home late from work that evening, and Eva had gone out for a drink with some girlfriends so, having watched the video on my own to start with, I had to wait until she came home for us to watch it together (and hear Eva’s commentary) before we could fuck each other’s brains out. The next time Eva masturbated for Clive’s benefit, she took off her sunglasses, so they could both make eye contact while they were pleasuring themselves, and Eva said this really raised the stakes for both of them. Eva said Clive had stripped off his shirt, and she imagined he was also naked below the waist too, confirmed by the fountain of spunk on the window when he ejaculated. For me, all I could see was my wife, this time having removed her bikini bottoms completely, so she could spread her legs wide and thrust at least 3 fingers into her cunt. She seemed to be nodding towards Clive from time to time, I assume trying some sort of non-verbal communication with him, which I could not understand as I could only see one end of the ‘conversation’. This time, the video was well over an hour, with the part where Eva was masturbating being more than 30 minutes, she clearly was enjoying it enormously and, knowing that she could only see Clive’s head and shoulders, I did wonder where her arousal was coming from. Suffice to say, she was well gone, and I could almost hear her screams as she climaxed, back arched and head back, then threshing about trying to find something to hang on to as her orgasm washed over her. After a while, I had built up quite a library of Eva masturbating, and we both enjoyed watching them as a prelude to going to bed and fucking each other’s brains out. From time to time, Eva commented about loving it when I ejaculated inside her, we clearly were sexually compatible and had a good marriage. Then, something happened to change things, and I will tell to about that in my next posting.