Mom & Sister visits – Jacob’s ‘niece’ visits – Part 8

I spent the rest of the day reading and napping before I put on my bathing suit and went for a swim. It had been a while since I had worked out. I had a Bow-Flex machine in the basement and I had used it regularly until several weeks ago when all the sex started. I just couldn’t muster the energy since then. I was feeling great today for whatever reason and I decided to swim across the lake and back. I pulled on my neon-orange swim cap so boaters would see me.


I got halfway across and I decided that was a stupid idea. Speed-boats with tubers on towlines were the problem. Every time one would come into my part of the lake, I had no confidence that the driver was looking forward and not back at his tube passengers. I had to stop every time and tread water as I waved my hands in the air and the boat would veer away. I gave up that plan and headed back to my dock as fast as I could. I was breathing hard when I stepped up on the dock and I grabbed the boat rail as I bent over at the waist gasping for air.

I opened the gate on the boat and stepped on and sat down. As I sucked in oxygen, I notice a plastic bag jammed into the seat across from me. I stood up and pulled the bag out from between the seat cushion and back rest. It was a bag of pot with rolling papers and a Bic lighter. It must have been left behind by one of Ashley’s friends. There was a lot of pot in the bag. Whoever lost it would be disappointed. I didn’t use it as a general rule but on rare occasions I would take a drag or two.


I got my breathing back to normal and carried the baggy up to the deck and set it down on the glass top table. I toweled off and dropped into my chair. I looked at the baggy and decided against rolling myself a joint. I would take it to Jacob’s house and leave it on the kitchen counter.

It seemed that no one locked their doors around here. I didn’t and neither did Jacob. He made it a point to tell me if there was a tool or something that I needed, just go in his garage. He was sure he had every tool known to man and since he’s a contractor, I was sure he was correct.

I turned the front door knob and walked right in. Jacob’s house was really just a camp. The furniture was old and worn. It had a fireplace for heat but no central heating system. I had been here before when Jacob’s Aunt and Uncle owned it. I was curious to see what, if anything, he had done to the place. It looked exactly the same as the last time I was here, except for a desk in the living room covered with electronics. I checked it out and was surprised that it was the latest technology. I’d figured that Jacob was a hammer-slammer and wouldn’t know dick from wallpaper paste about computers.

I touched the space bar and the twenty-seven-inch monitor sprang to life. It displayed four separate rectangles with three displaying still views from separate cameras. The fourth was a live image of me standing in front of the computer. I looked to where the view was coming from and zeroed in on a tiny black plastic item on a bookshelf across the room behind me. I picked it up and examined it. The view on the monitor changed to a closeup of my face. I couldn’t belief they made cameras that small. I examined the other three views and was shocked that the top left one was of my bedroom looking down from the ceiling fan. I picked up the mouse and clicked the box and rewind, play, pause and fast-forward icons appeared. I hit rewind and the view changed too rapidly to make it out. I hit the play icon and was stunned to see a view of me, back to the camera, fucking Mandy doggy style as she clung to the headboard with Sam lying tits-up sucking on my balls. Mandy was slamming her hips back at me until she screamed into her orgasm. ‘Fuck,’ I thought. ‘The camera included sound.’ I didn’t bother returning the recording back to where I found it. Jacob would already know that I had watched it when he checked the live recording of me watching it.

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