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By *ac6969 OP Man
over a year ago
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Adrienne. Yeah. Her text said she's annoyed I left her to take care of herself. Doesn't look like she's having that much trouble."
I knew I was staring at the phone, but I couldn't look away as the video looped itself back to the beginning. Adrienne's pussy opened to me as her fingers deftly twisted the head of the dildo between her lips. Her pelvis lifted closer to the phone as the shaft slid into her. My shaft, I suddenly realized, was solid and bulging out the front of my shorts. I didn't know what to say.
Ray broke the silence. "You like?"
"Fuck, yes," I said as I looked up and caught his eye. "I can't believe she sent you this... I can't believe you're showing it to me."
"It's fun to share," Ray smiled. "Besides, I figured I should have some explanation for why I'm standing in front of you with a hard on."
At his words, my eyes drifted down his chiseled chest to the front of his tight jeans. His earlier adjustment had pointed his cock upwards; a visible bulge mirrored my own. I adjusted my own erection, then chuckled. "I guess it is better that we're both hot and bothered. Thanks for letting me see. And don't worry... I won't tell Adrienne." I chuckled, knowing that we'd likely never meet.
"She wouldn't mind," replied Ray. "She likes her men hot and bothered."
With one last lingering look, I handed back his phone. He took it from me and started tapping on the screen. A moment later, my own phone vibrated in my pocket. Surprised, I pulled it out to see a text notification from Ray. Opening it up, I saw that he had forwarded me a copy of the video "for inspiration." I looked at Ray and he winked at me before turning back to the drywall he had been fitting in place.
We went back to work. Ray would lift each piece of drywall into its spot, and I would quickly drill the screws to hold it in place. Every few boards Ray would stop to watch the video again. After his third break, he said "Feel free to watch it yourself. I wouldn't want to be the only one dreaming of other things."
Despite his invitation, I felt uncomfortable openly ogling his wife, and kept my phone in my pocket. Just knowing it was there, however, kept my dick erect and my senses alert. I could smell Ray's sweat every time I stepped near, and it smelled like sex.
Clearly, work was not the only thing on our minds. Our conversation stalled while we hung the last few pieces of drywall. I suggested we break for lunch. Ray had brought a sandwich, so I slipped out to the kitchen to make one for myself. I couldn't resist, and pulled out my phone to watch the video a few more times while my bacon fried.
I could faintly hear Ray talking on the phone as I climbed back up the stairs. His tone was low and his voice sounded huskier than before. As I entered the bathroom he looked up at me, catching my eye while saying into the phone "keep it hot and wet -- I'll fill it as soon as I get home." He hung up the phone. I suddenly realized his fly was open and his hand was wrapped around his erection.
"Sorry about that," he said as he turned his back to me and wriggled himself back into his jeans.
"Sounds like you've got a pretty good relationship with your wife," I said, trying to cut through the awkwardness. "Have you been together long?" |
