I switched over to James’ computer. There were more photos of Linda. Several were of her in what looked like a motel room and another man’s bedroom. James was a much better person with computers than Linda, but still no match for me. I was going to need more time on this, so I ended up copying both his and Linda’s computers, as well as their folders on the company network onto a free drive on my server. Out of habit, I checked the ‘Personnel’ folder on the server. I stopped for a minute when I saw my name on one of the folders. I copied that one to. Before leaving the network, I planted some spyware on both computers as well as the server. This would automatically forward everything they did to my computer system. Needless to say, any work on my cars was put on the back burner for a while.
Linda came back from her spa day and thanked me with a long night of amazing sex. Yeah, I was disgusted with her for what she was doing, but I’m a guy. I’m not passing up the opportunity to have amazing sex with a beautiful, enthusiastic, and energetic woman. She could be the Devil incarnate, and I would still tap that. Oh, right. To me, she was the Devil incarnate. Little head didn’t care, and big head just decided to go along for the ride.
Sunday came, and I was back out in my shop. Linda was still sleeping when I got up, so I took the opportunity to open her phone and plant some spyware on it. Text messages would be secretly copied to my computer system, and all her phone calls would be bugged and recorded digitally on a separate hard drive. I would also be able to track everything she did on-line.
Linda left at around 10 in the morning. She said that she was going to meet one of her friends for some shopping. She had her friend finder app turned off on her phone, and I didn’t really want to accidently notice that it had been turned on, so I instead hacked into her car’s internal GPS to track her. Surprisingly, she actually did go to the mall. When I was sure that she wouldn’t be returning soon, I went back into the house and grabbed her laptop. First thing was to copy everything on her laptop onto another hard drive. Next, I loaded up a keylogger program, and set up the camera for remote access. I didn’t think that I had a whole lot of time before I had to get her laptop back where she left it, but I figured that I could take a quick look at her browser history. That’s when I found a second email address. I also noticed that she had several visits to a bank in the Cayman Islands. I would need to look at that later. I wiped a bit of grease and oil on my arms and face to make it look like I was actually working on a car when I heard Linda arrive back home. Shower, dinned, movie, then bed.
For the next week, I kept up appearances of being the clueless doting husband that I pretended to be. Every evening, I went out to the shop pretending to be working on one of my cars for a couple of hours. I dutifully smeared grease on myself before coming back to the house. In fact, I was going over the mountains of information that I was collecting. It was Tuesday evening that I read a text exchange between Linda and James that caught my attention. James had cautioned her about erasing the history on my laptop after using it. Why would she be using my laptop? Hers was working fine. Of course, I had set my laptop up to connect to my servers as soon as I bought it, but never really thought about spying on myself. A dozen keystrokes and mouse clicks later, that was resolved.
wpDiscuz