A phone call while watching

Mike cleaned himself up. Darren was still nailing Helen on the kitchen counter. It looked like he had cum but he had started again almost immediately. For now Mike was spent although he was sure he’d be hard again in a few minutes.

He made himself a drink using the few bits he kept in the mini flat. When he sat back down he had to find a new camera as Helen was now lying on the floor with Darren on top. His cock began to stir back to like. This was what he had wanted. He had longed to see his wife being the slut he knew she could be. Now she was getting fucked on their kitchen floor by a younger man with a huge cock. It was everything he had dreamed of but he found himself wishing that Maisy was here.

Maisy had shared this adventure with him. Now, especially as it was her boyfriend that was fucking Helen, he felt her absence. He got his phone out and called her. “Mike,” she cheered when she answered. “How’s my favourite little cuck?”

Mike chuckled, she actually sounded pleased to hear from him even if she was insulting him. “Getting cucked right now by Darren.”

“Really?” She sounded excited. “Are you watching them in the flat?”

“Yes. Just came.”

“Aww, did it make you think of me?” she teased.

“Yes actually. I kind of wish you were here.”

This seemed to stump Maisy a bit. “Yeah, I wish I was there too,” she said, surprisingly earnestly. Then she seemed to snap back to her old self by saying, “Wishing you were licking that load out of my pussy?”

“Pretty much,” he said.

There was an awkward silence then Maisy said, “Can I see? Video call me.”

He did but when it answered her camera was off. “Why can’t I see you?” he asked.

“I’m not spoiling the surprise. Show me the computer.”

He did as he was told and pointed the camera at the action. Daniel now had one of Helen’s legs over his shoulder as he fucked her sideways. Helen was wide-eyed with lust and he looked intense and focussed.

“Wow,” said Maisy, almost a bit sadly. “He’s really into it.”

“Are you okay?” Mike asked.

“I’m fine. I haven’t seen him like that in a while though. It hurts my ego a bit. She looks amazing though. I wish I was there.”

“Would you like to see it in person?”

“Yes, but that’s not what I meant. I meant watching it with you. You could be looking at me like that. It would make me feel better.”

“Do I look like that when we do it?” Mike asked, trying to avoid the sentiment that Maisy was putting out.”

“No, he looks cool. You look needy,” she said with a laugh.

“Oof, that hurts.”

“You like it that way. Anyway, I like the way you look at me.”

“Maisy I…” started Mike.

“It’s okay, don’t say anything. I should go. Enjoy your wanking.”

“I plan to. Take care.”

“Mike?”

“Yeah?”

“I’ll be back the day after tomorrow, late morning. Could you be available? I’d like to show off a little.”

“Of course I can. I can’t wait.”

“Me too, bye.”

Mike took a deep breath. Was she catching feelings for him? That could be awkward but wasn’t he the one that called her because he missed her? He looked down. His cock was as hard as it had been at the start. He hadn’t been thinking about what was happening at home. He had been too busy talking with Maisy, thinking about her and the things they would do together.

He probably shouldn’t have agreed to meet her. After the way she had been talking it sent the wrong message. What was concerning him was the question: Was it the wrong message?