It is Sarah... What does she want?

• I actually wanted to tell you that you were quite a prick today- Sarah wrote.

John looked over to his wife that was sitting a bit further down the couch, her attention divided between the TV and the tablet on her lap.

• A prick? Really? Why? - John replied to the woman on the other end of the digital line.

Her response came readily. - Sending in Hammond, while I explicitly asked you to come in yourself! -

• I told you that I didn't feel like coming in myself, seeing as I am a married man! I got you the towels, even if it came by Hammond! -

John felt like adding a jab to tease her with the face that she did not really seemed to mind Hammond coming in, but remembered that he was planning to convince them he saw nothing at all.
Sarah seemed to agree with that notion, as she replied in a similar context.

• Yeah, you should have seen what came next... -

John did see and in fact still saw these images in his head on a regular basis since that morning. How her breasts had been pressed on his desk while Hammond was jabbing her from behind. Or having her ass on the corner, feet perched high into the air and his cock deep in her insides. And ultimately how John came himself, not specifically in the bathroom stall he really was in at that time, but more about his fantasy in which he was the one staring up past her boobs as he was licking her twat.
Again he felt flustered and felt his face went red. Sneakingly he looked at his unsuspecting wife from the corners of his eye and confirmed she was none the ware of his chat with the luscious blonde.

• ... He actually made me pay for bringing those towels. Pretty much **** me and took advantage of how naked I was! - Sarah texted.

John snorted without sound. '**** me, took advantage of me,' he thought, 'Your smile told me something else from the point I was sitting.' But he knew better than to tell her that and responded outraged.

• OMG! Really? What did he make you do? - Somewhere inside he felt his gut clench, hoping she felt like explaining every single detail so that he would have in writing what happened that morning.

• He fucked me, OK? Happy? - Sarah responded shortly instead.

For a second John was tempted with replying in a hundred different ways. In the end it helped his credibility, as surely no one would be able to come back from such a revealing message if he would not have known what happened.

• That is unbelievable, Sarah! You should tell someone if he violated you! -

• Damn it, I should really have brought those towels myself... - John continued.

• Damn right, you should have, prick! - She replied immediately. - None of this would have happened with Hammond if you would have. -

'What would have happened?' Thought John to himself.
Sarah strengthened his thoughts as if she heard them. - Are you not wondering what would have happened if you would have gone in yourself? - She asked.

John decided to play the innocent sheep and replied. - Surely I would not have taken advantage of you! That is no way for a guy to behave! -

It took a while until John received Sarah her text, this time a short one.

• Pity... - It said.

John his thoughts were racing over 100 miles an hour and he was trying to catch up to everything the text implied. Seeing as how easy Sarah had moved in to take Hammond as her own, even though she now denied it, there would surely have been a high chance a similar advance would have happened if John would have had the balls to approach her that way.

• But, instead I had to settle with Hammond. - She continued. - And now I am stuck in this hellhole... -

• Where are you then? - Asked John.
• Close to you, - came Sarah her quick reply, - Just one town over. I am at Hammond his place. -

John was now completely puzzled.

• Wait a minute! First you say he **** himself onto you and now you say you went home with him? -
  He felt completely frustrated by her leading him on like that, bouncing him between a rock and a hard place by saying he could have had her, but that now she belonged to someone else.

• What can I say? He surprised me, but he did fuck me quite well. As it seemed that he was the only dish on the menu, I decided to take seconds. - She explained over the text. - If only people had told me that the train service out of this dump stops so freaking early! -

Suddenly the phone indicated something different than just a text had come in. It was a photo.
The text that came attached directly thereafter read: - Just to show you how I look like right now. -
He opened the photo and saw that Sarah was standing in a bathroom, presumably that of Hammond, and was standing there in nothing but her grey lacy panties. She had taken the shot in the mirror and made a full frontal, her tits naked in the center, looking pretty as ever.
John took an exceptional good look at her belly and the edge of her panties, but ultimately his look rested on her beautiful nipples, sticking hard out from her darker areolas.

• Wow, Sarah. Thank you for sharing... You certainly are stunning, babe. - He texted to her.

Her reply took some time, but as it came, again it was a text and a photo.

• Thank you. You really are too sweet. Let us see what you think of this one... -

He opened the photo. This time it was made with an auto-timer as it was made directly, instead of through a mirror. It showed Sarah bend over onto a low cabinet in the bathroom, shot so that her ass was clearly in sight and slightly zoomed in to.
From top to bottom he looked at her; her head was tilted to the left and her profile showed her sweet face with her mouth slightly open as to show her arousal. Her blond hair, tied together in a tail, was loosely draped over her right shoulder blade. Just next to that he could see her back supporting her weight against the cabinet, showing the muscular build between her shoulders and he was loving it all.

But her ass was the main suspect in that photo; the way the curves were perfectly supported by the lace linings of her underwear, from the top right down into the split. The beautiful, firm round figure of her ass cheeks were accentuated where it flowed into the top of her strong upper legs.
And since the photo was shot slightly upwards and she had tilted her ass slightly, in between her spread legs John could just barely discern the outer shapes of her mound. There where the fabric of her tight panties were curved slightly by the shape of her lips and John even imagined a slightly darker spot, probably a couple of poorly lit pixels on the photo, to be the spot where she was now spilling fluids all over the strip of her underwear.

John almost frenzied his fingers up and down his screen, hurriedly forcing the mobile to zoom in further on that single spot to see more.

"OK, it is time now for me to go to bed." The voice, coming out of nowhere as it seemed, almost send John through the roof. Never in his life had he as quickly as now switched of his screen as his wife a bit further down the sofa got up to kiss him goodnight.
John was not a real passionate husband to his wife, but he now might have surprised her with the tame little kiss she got for that purpose, as distracted he still was for Sarah her photo. Normally she would have gotten at least a tender hug, but today a slight peck was all she got before she was sent of to meet her pillow and to leave her husband alone with dirty pictures of his intern.

John wanted to wait a while for his wife to definitely be in bed before returning to Sarah, but a text from her ripped him right back from reality. - You are so quiet. I am starting to get bored here in this boring bathroom. -

• Sorry, wife went to bed. Had to give her some attention without your delicious ass on the screen. I guess you can imagine why... -

• You think my ass is delicious? - She replied, totally circumventing talking about his wife.

• It is a miracle of nature... You must have put a lot of effort into it to make it look that toned. I really appreciate it. - He replied.
  A blushing face was returned as a matter of thanks.

• Since you have seen my body this morning already, I figured that you might wanted to have a longer lasting picture... - She teased.
• You can be sure this will last ages, Sarah. No way I am letting go of these pictures now! -

She send over a sly face, up to no good. - So, now it is my turn. Make me a photo! I want to see how you look like underneath your clothes. -

He was shocked, as he had not really thought on how the conversation could have turned this way.

• I can't, Sarah. You are at Hammond his place now and all... It would be weird. -

• Just as weird as you seeing me in your office, nitwit. Hammond is nothing to me, I have just used his prick and now his bathroom to send sexy pictures to you. And there is more to come if you just behave! Besides, you owe me! For seeing me naked and for being a total prick! -