One afternoon I got off work early and decided to enter the house through the basement, not wanting to disturb my wife who works at home.

I headed straight into my man cave where I could stay out of the way and watch the game in peace.

When I turned on the TV, I was faced with various viewpoints from our house’s security cameras instead. Movement in the top right corner of the screen caught my eye. It was our bedroom; I’d installed security cameras after our house had been robbed. But it wasn’t a burglar in our room. No, it was my wife, Sarah, and our housekeeper, on display, courtesy of many well-placed cameras.

I could tell right away that something was different about this encounter. The women’s lazy, sexy smiles clued me in. I expanded the image and sat back, assessing the... Read More