You were home alone while your husband, Marcus, was at work. You had gone and taken a shower. When you stepped out, you were wearing a pair of shorts and a tight top.

The sound of your phone ringing broke the silence as you stepped into the kitchen. The called ID read; “Husband” so you immediately picked it up. “Hello?” You asked.

“Hi baby, I’m on my way home,” Marcus said, the sound of his heavy breaths and his car racing in the background. “But you still have an hour left? I haven’t even started dinner.” You complained a little.

Marcus just laughed. “Baby, you can’t just walk around the house like that,” is what he said before hanging up. Your eyebrows furrowed but it quickly clicked in your head and you looked up at the corner, seeing the camera he had installed.