His wife, his porn

There wasn’t another meet up for a couple of days. Chloe finally got the fucking she had been craving. She’d been impressed, Sean had asked her if they could do it in the living room and asked her to put on something sexy. She was so pleased that he would make such a request she eagerly obliged him and came back in some nice lingerie. He had been weirdly sexy. For a while he just sat there and pleasured himself while she tried out a couple of the sexy poses she’s learned and he had been very excited by them.

She knew her husband well and got him to go down on her for a while. She knew that if they had tried to have sex straight away that he would not have lasted more than a few pumps. This way she was raring to go by the time they started to have sex. He wanted her on top. Again she was delighted that he would be so honest about what he wanted that she sat him down and rode him. He was looking at her with such hungry eyes and it made it exciting. They always had nice sex but he was clearly in the mood tonight and she loved it. They were both extremely satisfied by the end.

Later that evening Sean had secluded himself away in the bathroom. He looked over the video he had recorded. God she looked good. He switched over to his newly created Instagram account and looked at the pictures she had posted on hers. One of her posing at the gym and another with Magnus, just a friendly post workout selfie of the two of them. It made him feel… He switched back to the recording of that night. He ejaculated into the toilet watching the video of them fucking.

He cleaned himself up and flushed away the evidence. He put the seat down and sat back down filled with post orgasm clarity. He had masturbated twice now. He wasn’t against masturbation but he knew that Chloe had a higher sex drive than him. It almost seemed unfair for him to take advantage of his arousal without her. Then there was the tape. She knew there were security cameras in the front room but she probably didn’t think about them let alone know that he had upgraded them so he could spy on her.

He sighed. Was he a voyeur, was that it? Maybe he was just paranoid about her and this was like some control thing. Either way he was having a crisis. This whole situation was making him feel things he hadn’t really felt before and they were nearly all sexual. He knew he should talk to Chloe about it but he couldn’t bring himself to discuss something that he didn’t understand himself. It would just make him look weird and he genuinely wanted to help his friend out and talking about these things might make it too weird for Chloe. He gave up on trying to work it out for now.