The delima

After dinner and a little more small talk, everyone heads off to bed. You sit on your bed in the guess room and scroll back and forth between the photo of Kelsi's crotch and the photo of you jerking off in the window. How could you have been so stupid?

You had been faithful to Kelly your entire marriage, never once straying any further than a little innocent office flirting. Of course you had jerked off a few times fantasizing about women from work, maybe even imagined Kelly was one of them when you were fucking her from behind, but you had never once seriously considered crossing the line and cheating.

When you were in your room with the door closed, you open your phone and swiped back and forth between the two photos. Your emotions were all jumbled, bouncing between embarrassment at being caught jerking off and staring at Kelsi's crotch shot with a growing erections.

*You coming or do I need to send this photo out on a group chat?

You sigh. You did not want to cheat on your wife, despite the throbbing hardon in your pants. While your sex life has slowed down with time, Kelly had never been anything other than a good wife and mother. She didn't deserve to be treated this way.

*Okay, Imma hit send....