Discovering Amber

At least once a week when I was home alone I would spend an hour in our room dressing and wearing heels until I couldn't stand it anymore and had to play with myself. That's how she caught me. Lets just say that more than once my performance in bed was "lackluster" because she had come home after I had spent the evening masturbating. Allison was convinced I was cheating on her. She even noticed some of her lingerie would end up in the laundry even though she hadn't worn it and blamed it on another woman.

The one thing you have to know about Allison is most people in this world play checkers, she plays that Star Trek version of chess with the different levels. She is always 5 steps ahead, always! I should have remembered this, unfortunately I wasn't that smart. Allison left for work one day calling me at my job on the way and telling me it would be a late night. I knew exactly what I would do and half way through the conversation I was too distracted with my impending masturbation session to even listen to her. Once at home I stripped and put on my girlie best. Actually Allison had this pair of jade green bikinis with a black lace overlay that I'd been dying to wear. They had a matching bra too. I put on my stockings and heels and went looking for them! When I got them on I walked in front of the mirror and turned and twirled feeling like the slutty girl I had always wanted to be. Then I just had to get my butt plug! Little did I realize that in the stereo cabinet was a small camcorder recording my every sashay and swish. That night as I slept Allison sat in the bathroom watching me masturbate in lingerie.

Most women would have been upset and accused me of being gay. No not Allison. She was the thinker and the planner so while I slept she moved the pieces around the board putting me in checkmate without my even knowing it. It was a week later before she made her move. Once again she called me saying she had closing reports and month end stuff to do so she would be extra late. Again I droned out of the conversation thinking about going home and dressing up. It was a Friday night too so I knew she would be busy at work. I couldn't wait!