#remote voyeur

“Honey? Were you serious about that thing we talked about?” Marie asked her husband by text message. It was just past 5:00 on a Friday. Jim said he was serious and asked why she wanted to know.  “Well, there’s a new guy at work, Adam. He started Wednesday…I can’t stop thinking about him!”

Jim’s heart skipped a beat. Before he could respond, Marie  sent her husband a selfie, flashing her tits in the ladies room.  "I caught him staring yesterday…I think he’s in to me.” 

“Okay.  So what’s the plan?” Jim asked, trying not to sound anxious. He thought Marie might want to take her new friend out for a drink or something and feel him out.

“Hold on, I think he’s packing up!” she texted.

Jim waited anxiously for his wife to respond.  He fought the urge to text her for nearly a half hour, not wanting to ruin any progress his wife was making with her first potential affair.  After almost an hour, the suspense was too much. He decided to call her and if she didn’t answer, he wouldn’t leave a message.

Her phone rang three times and was about to go to voicemail when it connected.  JIm started to speak, but all he could hear was the rough, rubbing noise, as if the phone were in a pocket.

In a moment, though, Jim heard a loud, crashing noise he later learned was a stack of papers  and office supplies being thrown off a desk.  “Ohhhh FFFUCK! You’re so big! Sooo big!” he heard his wife moan over the speaker phone.  Her breath sounded haggard and raspy, mixed with the slamming sound of their bodies and Adam’s desk.  “Ohhh…ohhh GGAAAAWWWD. I’M CUMMINGG!” Marie cried out.

Everything went silent for a moment. Marie had passed out from her orgasm, but Adam was still hard and continued to slowly pump his cock in and out of her pussy. “I’m gonna flip you over,” Jim heard the younger man say aloud. “Fuck that tight pussy from behind,” he continued, talking to himself.

Jim heard shuffling noises and soon, the wet slapping sound of his wife being fucked from behind. “Mmmrmrmnng,” she moaned, regaining consciousness.  “Sooo big…oh god, I love your cock!” Marie moaned in a reverent whisper.

Jim had already cum himself, having jerked off as soon as he realized what he was hearing.  He was getting hard again when he heard Adam begin to grunt. The smacking of his thighs against Marie’s ass were growing louder and more erratic. “I’m GONNA CUM!” he warned Jim’s wife.

“No, don’t stop!” Marie begged.

“I’m not wearing a condom,” Adam reminded her.

“I don’t care. Just please! Please, don’t stop. Don’t – OOoooh!” Marie came as she felt the sensation of Adam’s hot, sticky cum erupting inside of her.

Jim listened intently, his free hand covered in his second batch of cum.  He heard some rustling noise and his wife moaning and then realizing she had inadvertently answered the phone earlier. “Hey, honey,” Marie said still gasping for breath. “I hope you enjoyed that. I’ll call you later, okay?”

It was nearly noon the next day when Marie finally got home. She had spent the night with Adam and could barely walk. The first thing she did, however, was kiss her husband and give him a thank you blowjob before sleeping the rest of the day.