Wayne harbored a deep suspicion that his wife, Susi, was up to no good. He had his reasons - the mysterious phone calls, the late-night errands, and the evasive answers to his questions. His curiosity got the better of him, and he decided to set a trap. He installed a hidden camera in their bedroom, hoping to catch her red-handed. Little did he know what kind of show he was in for. Susi went about her daily routine, oblivious to the prying lens. It wasn't until she retired to bed that the real action began. She shed her clothes, revealing her voluptuous body in all its glory. Her fingers danced over her curves, her moans filling the room. She pleasured herself, her body writhing in ecstasy. The sight was more than Wayne bargained for. He was mesmerized, his manhood stirring with interest. The following days brought a new dynamic to their relationship, a secret shared between them, a voyeuristic pleasure that only the hidden camera could capture.