“Honey! I’m home.” I called out as I walked into the house. We loved this house. My parents had given it to me when I graduated from college. They also gave me a check that paid off my college debt. Dad told me that I had worked my ass off to graduate without any help and they wanted to reward me.

Deb came out of the kitchen with a smile on her face and wearing an small apron and nothing else. She started to say something and came to a halt, letting out a short scream.

“Mick! Who is that?”

“This is Burt. He’s a friend of mine. I brought him home because he left something here and needed to pick it up.”

Burt and I moved into the living room. By now Deb was trying to cover her bare tits and keep her bare ass out of view. Burt didn’t try to hide his gaze. Deb was embarrassed that Burt was looking at her as he walked into the living room, but I had her blocked from leaving the kitchen.

Deb came over to me and spoke quietly, “Mick, let me get by you so I can get dressed.”

“Don’t worry about it, Deb. You haven’t got anything that Burt hasn’t seen before. Right Burt!” I called to him as he brought a chair to the middle of the room and stood on it.

“Yup, you seen one naked lady, you seen them all, more or less.” He laughed at the old joke and I joined him. More or less was reference to the number of skinny and fat women he’d seen.

“What is he doing?” Deb asked with one arm across her tits and the other hand holding the front of her apron tight against her newly shaved pussy.

“I told you, he left some stuff here and came to get it back,” I said answering her, before turning to Burt. “Burt where else did you leave stuff?”

“I left one unit in the kitchen and one in the bedroom.”

“The bedroom?” Deb declared in a concerned tone. “Our bedroom? What did he leave, Mick?”

“Burt, why don’t you tell her.”

“It’s a top of the line, high definition video camera,” he answered as he stepped down from the chair with a small object in his hand. “Oh with a wide band microphone. That thing can pick up a drop of cum hitting a mattress.”

Deb looked from Burt to me and stood, dropping her hands to her side as Burt passed them, ignoring her bare breasts and going to the kitchen.

“Cameras and microphones?”

“Yup, he left them here and over at Roger and Lily’s place.”

“Roger?”

“Yeah. We were going to leave some at Bobby and Clara’s place and at Ryan and Barbie’s place. But we figured Lily and Roger’s would be enough.”

“Oh, Mick,” Burt said, passing the couple and heading to the bedroom. “I did leave them at those places at the request of the wives. Would you mind giving me a lift to those places?”

I followed Burt into the bedroom and answered as he stood on the dresser and reached for the smoke detector.

“Sure, let me get something from the nightstand, then when you’re done we can hit the road.”

“Mick?” Deb spoke meekly.

“Hang on, Deb,” I said calmly as I opened the front of the night stand on my side of the bed. I placed my hand on the black box and pulled out my Glock G19 and a couple of extra clips. I retrieve a manila envelope as well.

“Here you go, Deb. These are some of the really clear, high definition photos of you and our friends fucking on my bed. I’m going to go with Burt and collect the rest of his equipment and give photos of you and those women’s husbands fucking on their wives beds. I should be gone for ... Burt, how long should it take?”

“I would say about 20 minutes each place unless a husband gets nasty.”

“Deb, we should be gone for about an hour. You have that long to get out with whatever you are going to need for the next few days. You’ll be served at work in the morning along with all of those husbands. Call me when you get settled and we’ll make arrangements for you to get the rest of your shit.”

Burt got jumped off of the dresser and onto the bed, bouncing like a little kid. He hopped onto the floor and walked past me and Deb, chuckling. As he passed Deb he gave her a swat on the ass.

“You got a great ass. When all of this is over, if you find that you need a dick, mine is longer than any of those other guys, but not as big as Micks.”

“You all ready to go, Burt?”

“Yup, unless, good old Deb wants a big one in the ass before she moves out.”

“No,” I said looking down at my almost naked wife, crying and curled up on the floor. “I don’t think she’s in the mood right now. Leave your card on the dresser, maybe she’ll give you a call.”

Burt and I walked out and headed for Roger and Lily’s place. I slid my Glock into the holster strapped under my left arm and pulled my fleece vest on to cover it.

As we walked out the front door a yelled back into the house, “One hour, Deb.”

We drove over to Lily and Roger Clown’s house. Yeah, his last name was Clown. Fitting, huh? I picked up my phone with one hand as I drove and hit the speed dial button I had programmed a few weeks ago.

“Hi. Here we come.”

“Yeah, she’s a bit upset.”

“Ten minutes.”

“Oh that will be funny! See you.”

I disconnected the call and looked at Burt.

“Burt, this is going to be funny.”

He smiled and I drove on.

I pulled into the driveway of my good friend Roger Clown. We had known each other for years, I thought. But like they say, you learn something new every day. When I stopped and killed the motor I took a deep breath.

“Mick, old bud, you OK?”

“Yeah man. I guess it’s just starting to sink in. She fucked Roger.”

“And the others.”

“Yeah, and the others.”

“Come on, let’s get my stuff and you can thank Lily.”

We got out of my car and Burt retrieved his gear from my trunk. We walked to the front door and rang the bell. When Roger answered the door, we just barged right past him.

“Hey what the fuck is this? Mick?”

“Hi Roger. Hi Lily! Nice outfit.”

Lily came out of the kitchen wearing only an apron, like Deb had. The difference was that she wasn’t hiding her tits. Her very nice, large, tits. And her apron didn’t come down far enough to hide her rich, red, furry pussy.

“Hi Mick. Who’s your friend?”

“What the fuck is this?” Roger blurted out as I ignored him.

“Lily, this is my friend Burt. Burt this is Lily.”

“Hi Lily. May I say that it has been a pleasure to see you in action and that you are one of the finest cock suckers I have ever watched.”

“Well thank you, Burt. Maybe you’d like a closer look sometime.”

“WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?!?!?” Roger yelled.

“Oh, sorry Rog. Burt came with me to get the stuff he left here a few weeks ago.”

“What stuff?” Roger asked while Burt went over to the big bookshelf on one side of the living room.

“The stuff I left here in the book shelf and in the kitchen and in the bedroom.”

“The bedroom? Mick what the hell is going on. If I don’t start getting some straight answers I’m going to kick you and your friends asses.”

I pulled the Glock out from my shoulder holster and pulled the slide back, loaded a shell.

“What’s going on is that Burt, with the beautiful Lilly’s permission, by the way Lily, I still think you have the best tits I have ever seen live or in video or photos, anyway, we had Lily’s permission to place hi-def cameras and audio equipment in your house. It’s been recording for about three weeks now.”

“Three weeks?” Roger asked weakly.

“Yup! And you know what we saw.”

“Three weeks?”

“Is your question machine stuck, Rog? My good friend. My best bud. Fucker of my wife.”

“I ... I ... I”

“I got this one, Mick. Give me a hand in the bedroom will you?”

“Sure Burt.”

“Can I come along?” Lily asked.

“Sure, little lady. But I might get distracted by the girls. If you know what I mean.”

Lily giggled and walked past us, her jiggling bottom leading us to her bedroom.