Video it, of course

I really wanted to stay and watch Gina getting fucked, but didn't want to get caught so I decided to just video it on my phone for a couple of minutes before making my escape.

I pulled out my phone and tapped on the camera app and began recording the scene as Dan rolled Gina over onto her side and straddled her right leg. She was now lying on her side facing me with her left leg still lifted onto Dan's shoulder as he again lined his cock up with her and began thrusting again. In this position she was far more exposed to my eyes, and camera, and I found myself staring at the mesmerising spectacle of Dan's cock repeatedly spearing Gina's swollen pussy. I was holding mine in my hand now having extracted it from my pants and he looked to be at least fifty percent thicker than me, perhaps pushing two inches across. The size of his tool was clearly stretching Gina's young slit. She was wet and glistening, and reddening as her pussy swelled with the insistent thrusting with his thick cock. Her breasts were fully exposed to me and as she opened her eyes a look of shock flashed across her face before being replaced with a lewd smile. She'd clearly seen me there but to my surprise her only reaction was to wink as she began playing with her breasts. She squeezed them, alternating one then the other as she pulled them up and toward me, as if offering me her nipples.

It was too much for me and I lost my load right there, shooting onto Gina's desk. The sudden rush of orgasm faded quickly and suddenly filled with fear, I stuffed my cock back into my pants, zipped up, and fled the scene. I used the stairs rather than wait for the lift and raced to my car before taking a moment to relax.

Shit, I just video'd my boss fucking our receptionist... is she even legal? I wasn't sure.

I started my car and drove home, all the while the events of the last few minutes playing on my mind. What would I do with the video? Dan could be in trouble... I could **** him, certainly if she was under-age, but even if she wasn't he'd still not want his wife finding out. That could be risky for me though...

By the time I arrived home I'd calmed down and decided to sit on the video, at least for awhile. I pulled into the garage and went inside where my wife was just finishing dinner. "You could have called you know, I gave up waiting and just decided to finish dinner. If you'd been any later your's would have been cold." Some welcome home...
"Hi honey, I'm home," I replied sarcastically.
"Sorry, I just wish you'd call when you're going to be late"
"Okay, I'll try to remember in future," I replied.
"So, why were you late today anyway?"