Forbidden Affairs
One in the foyer, perfectly framed for the console table.
Serena found the first one while dusting nonexistent dust in a silk robe. She looked straight up into the lens, smiled, and dropped the robe.
That night she texted Cameron.
Bring the black tie.
He arrived to find her naked on the kitchen island, legs open, a bottle of Victor’s 1990 Pétrus open beside her. She’d poured two glasses and set one directly under the new camera.
They fucked right there, her back on cold marble, ankles over his shoulders, his hands spreading her wide for the lens. When she came she looked straight up and flipped the camera off with both middle fingers while her pussy clenched around him.