Keep searching phone

There are lots of apps that I don’t recognize and I ignore. I tap on the Photo app and flip through pics. Selfies, travel photos, family photos, then BAM!

There is a series of professional quality photos in lingerie. Good thing I had already finished peeing, because I grow a hard-on in a few seconds. I start stroking myself at them. She is wearing a harness style black bra. Six velvety black straps connecting to a ring at her collar bone, and another between her breasts. The cups are so lacy that they could be transparent. Her dark nipples show through. The small black triangle of panties barely covers her pussy. The corners of the triangle also have rings where six more straps wrap around her hips, three on each side. A wide black choker is around her neck. She looks the part of a world-class escort.

The music stutters for a second, then resumes. Shit. The wifi is too weak in here to maintain the buffering. I flush the toilet and turn on the sink. I select the photos and send them to my phone, then delete the message after washing my hands. I close out the photo app and switch back to the music player.

I return to the counter as Victoria gets up to check her phone. I pick up my glass, sliding the phone onto the counter behind me. I take a sip, watching Victoria approach me.

“Move,” she orders. I move to the side. She picks up her phone and swipes around on it impatiently.

I can’t wait to browse the photos later.