There’s no need to tell John exactly what I’m doing. Yes, I really am horny and ready for business.
Maybe I move my hand a little more than I need to, but why not? I’ve let my fingers find my clit straight away. I know how turned on he gets when he can’t actually see my pussy, only the movement of my hand inside my knickers. I also know that John has a serious underwear fetish. You know how turned I get, thinking of you watching me.” I watch as my hand moves underneath the silky fabric and let out a sigh. I make sure my head is resting on a good height of pillow so that I can keep an eye on the recording. Well, I did say I wanted to get down to business. I slide a hand over my stomach and in under the hem of my panties. I’ve done this so many times that I know exactly what the best camera angle is. Normally I pay a lot of attention to what I wear, but this evening I just want to get down to business. Tonight I’m naked, save for a pair of silky black knickers.
#Littlesecrets camgirl cracked
There’s a reason for that, just as there’s a reason why I’ve cracked the window open, which I’ll get to in a moment. It’s nine o’clock when I place the laptop on the foot of the bed. That’s another great thing about doing this it’s a fantastic way to unwind. I can’t tell you what I do for a living, but believe me, it’s been a day and a half. He can’t wait to have me, and I can’t wait to have him. Whenever John comes home it’s like we’ve only just met. Does that sound terrible? It’s not you should try it. The nature of the exchange is such that I become less a wife to John and more a… a camgirl. I enjoy performing for him, and I love the e-mails I get back telling me how turned on my husband was by my performance. Oh dear, that does sound hard headed, doesn’t it? It sounds as if I’m casting aspersions on John’s ability to withstand temptation. I see it like this if John is busy wanking over me, he’s not likely to seek company elsewhere. Sometimes it’s just ten minutes, sometimes half an hour, but I make sure that every day he receives a video of me performing. Every evening I set the laptop up, mostly in the bedroom, but sometimes in other places, and I perform for my husband. When it’s evening here, it’s the middle of the night there and when it’s evening there, it’s the middle of the working day here.īut I perform anyway. This week, for example, John is in Singapore. Sometimes I can do it in real time, but mostly the time difference prevents that. That’s why I began performing for my husband. I’m not naïve enough to imagine that anyone is immune to temptation. Where does that line come from, the one about the flesh being weak? It’s perfectly true, of course. I know that things can happen, that temptation can ensnare. I’ve never had any reason to imagine that he’s been anything other than completely faithful to me, but at the same time I’m a realist. My husband, John, spends every other working week abroad. Oh dear, I’m not explaining this very well, am I? What I mean is that I can never know if he’s there, but he’s so real in my mind that he’s always there when I perform.
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