In 2012, I purchased a “cabin“ on the outskirts of a small tourist town in West Virginia. It is not a cabin in the true sense but is a small two-story house in the woods on top of a hill. The closest neighbor is about a mile away or so.
When I purchased the cabin, it needed a few renovations so I hired Pat who is a contractor and fellow pervert. We first met about a year before when we began exchanging media of our wives with each other.
The interior of the cabin is beautiful. There is a master bedroom and master bathroom in the upstairs loft. The downstairs has a huge living room/dining room/kitchen area. The downstairs is also home to two bedrooms and a bathroom.
In between the bathroom and one of the bedrooms, there was a three-foot wide by the four-foot deep, walk-in closet with shelves. When Pat saw this closet, he smirked and gave me one of the best ideas I have ever heard of.
Pat suggested that we take out the bedroom wall and move it two feet away from the existing wall. We could then clean out the closet and make it a five-foot wide by eight-foot deep room. Pat said that he would suggest putting a wall where the current entrance is and making a secret entrance from the outside of the cabin.
As Pat finished his suggestions, it was finally dawning on me what he wanted to accomplish. I was ecstatic, to say the least.
Pat stayed at the cabin for a little over two weeks to work on the project. I went home and went about my life as normal, except I was planning so many things for the new setup.
Pat and I kept in touch but would not send me photographs because he wanted his work to be a surprise to me. The entire cost of all of the renovations including the secret room was around $12,000.
I drove to West Virginia for “the reveal”. When I got there, Pat showed me his handiwork, which could be considered an absolute masterpiece.
As he walked me through the house and showed me some of the repairs that he made, I was happy, but I wanted to get to the main event. What he eventually showed me, blew my mind.
The bathroom pretty much looked the same. The shower had a new liner and glass doors instead of a shower curtain. I didn’t notice anything else different. The sink was the same, the wide bathroom counter was the same, as well as the large mirror on the wall.
Pat took me into the renovated bedroom. It looked a little smaller, but to be truthful. I didn’t notice that much of a difference other than the new wood floor, and the new mirror hanging on the wall. Now it was falling into place.
Pat told me that he had installed very large two-way mirrors in the bathroom and the bedroom. “Holy shit!”, I said. Initially, when Pat was suggesting the renovations, I was expecting little peepholes. I was not expecting to have the phenomenal view that I was now suspected of having.
My friend took me out onto the back deck. We walked a little bit beyond the hot tub to the edge of the deck. He opens the doors to a large storage cabinet where the hot tub supplies are kept. Nothing has changed so I wasn’t sure what was going on. He then handed me a credit card-looking thing and told me to hold it up at the top right corner of the storage cabinet. I did so and heard a click.
He pulled the cabinet away from the wall. That was the hidden entrance! I was astonished. I walked into the room, which was more like a small hallway. Just like Pat had planned, it was about 5 feet wide and about 8 feet deep. He had a high barstool-type seat in there with a back on it. It could swivel 360°.
I sat on the stool and had a crystal clear view of the bedroom. I turned the stool around and had a crystal-clear view of the bathroom. I was in pervert heaven! I found out later that he also installed special soundproof insulation on each wall. The walls and floor were finished very nicely in there. He also installed video camera mounts.
I quickly jumped off the stool and told Pat to wait in the secret room. I ran into the cabin and looked at the mirrors in both the bathroom and bedroom. You could not see a thing!
I paid Pat and we parted company after a few beers. He had another job in Pennsylvania that he was starting in two days and needed to get back. I was completely overwhelmed with excitement at what the future would hold. Before he left, he told me that he had invited his wife down the past few days. He then handed me a DVD which he recorded from the secret room. I watched it later. It had clips of his beautiful wife in the bathroom as well as them having sex in the guest room. Pat also plastered signs on the exterior of the property and cabin warning of trespassing and that
I called my wife with excitement and told her about the renovations. Well, most of the renovations. At the time she had no clue about the secret room, and I didn’t plan on telling her shortly. The next day, she made the two-hour trip and came to the cabin.
Susannah was fifty-five years old at the time. When she arrived at the cabin, she was extremely pleased with the results. She was especially happy with the new kitchen appliances. After I gave her a tour of the entire house, she stripped her clothes off and went into the hot tub, located on the back deck.
I joined my wife in the hot tub. Naked, and in the water, we were like two teenagers as we made out for a while. The passionate kissing quickly turned to raw fucking. We ended up standing in the hot tub, her bent over the side, and me, ramming her doggy style from behind. I kept thinking about the secret room, which quickly put me over the edge, and I blasted her insides with my ball juice.
So, why the secret room? I guess I consider myself more a voyeur than anything. I do like to sit and watch closely as another man uses my wife for his pleasure but when he doesn’t know that I am watching, it seems more realistic. In the end, he is still having sex with a woman I am married to, and he is still dropping his semen inside my wife.
To give you an example of the pleasure I get from the secret room, this is an event that took place a year after we had the renovations done. My wife was fifty-six years old at the time.
We had hired two young men to come to do some lawn work at the cabin. Over the winter, a lot of branches fell from the trees, and we were going to have them clean that up as well. I was inside when they arrived so Susannah went outside to meet them.
I stayed inside and well hidden, but watched my wife interact with the two young men. She was wearing blue jean shorts, flip-flops, and a hot pink halter top. As she was telling them what we wanted to be done, I could see them ogling over her body.
The boys began their work, and my wife came back inside. By now, she was aware of the secret room, and it actually excited her so I convinced my wife to play with the young men if they so desired. She smiled with a tone of innocence, but also with a devilish grin.
About three hours into the boy’s work, my wife went outside and invited them in for refreshing beverages. I snuck out the front door and went around the side of the house, going into the secret room. About 10 minutes later, my wife entered the guest bedroom with the two boys.
Because of the soundproof walls, I could not hear what was being said, but it wasn’t necessary.
The tallest of the two boys moved in front of my wife and kissed her. While engaged in kissing, he pulled her halter top down to her waist, revealing her breasts. The other boy was rubbing his cock through his shorts while he watched.
I watched in amazement as in less than five minutes, my wife was on her knees and taking turns sucking on each boy’s penis. They watched closely as they got their turn and watched the mother of my children work on their cocks like a porn star.
It wasn’t long before my wife was on the bed, completely nude with her legs spread. The tall boy began fucking her slowly, while the shorter of the two stuck his cock in her mouth.
I saw the tall one make a face like he was in pain as he pushed hard into my wife. He was cumming in her! A few moments later, he caught his cock from her and stepped aside for the next boy. If you go arms of his semen escaped from my wife’s gaping pussy and rolled down her ass crack.
The next boy stepped up to the plate and rolled my wife on her stomach. He grabbed a few pillows and put them underneath her. Her ass was up now in the air and her chest lay flat on the bed. He got on the bed with Susannah and shoved his cock inside her.
The young man was pumping her doggy style. Every time she pushed, I could see the cellulite in her thighs jiggling. He was smacking her ass and spreading her ass cheeks wide to get a glimpse of her asshole.
He pushed into her hard and screamed so loud, I heard him through the soundproof walls.
When he pulled out, a flood of his jizz spilled out all over the bed. They got dressed and went back outside.
My wife lay on the bed and summoned me by looking at the mirror and using her finger to curl it. She had a beautiful grin on her face.
I snuck out of the secret room, one around the house, and through the front door. When I walked into the room, my wife is still laying there on the bed with her legs spread. I got down on my knees and began to lick her pussy. It was a steady flow of a semen mixture that I was tasting. It had many flavors to it, but musk was the prevailing flavor.
It is coming up on the thirteenth anniversary that we bought the cabin. During that time I had a front-row close-up view of so many things from the secret room. I have seen my wife provide oral sex for dozens upon dozens of men. I have seen my wife spread her legs and take cock in her pussy, and in her ass from good friends as well as strangers.
From the voyeur room, I have witnessed our guests taking showers in the bathroom, changing clothes in the bedroom, as well as many of them, having sex with their significant other in the bedroom. It is crazy what you can see when people are alone, but mostly I enjoy seeing my wife being used by other men for something to stick their horny cocks in.
