“Play it again,” I told myself, holding my phone in my shaking hand. “But I’m at the office. So somebody might see me.”. My pulse was high; I barely breathed, and my hands were cold. It felt like I was going to die from euphoria. It was and will probably stay the most significant and exciting moment of my life. The office space around me was full of people mumbling. Everyone was busy with their daily work. When I received the short clip, the time around me froze, the noise stopped, and it seemed like everybody wanted to look at my phone screen. I quickly pressed the play button, and then after 2-3 seconds, I immediately closed the player. “Play it again,” the voice in my head said again insistently. I turned my chair, so my back could face the wall, and nobody could see my phone. Triple checked if my sound was off cause I knew what I would hear. I unlocked my screen and opened the message from my wife once again. It had the title “We started without you… see you at home; I won’t be alone. :wink: “. I pressed the play button. My mind exploded, saying, “Whaaaaaaat? Is this happening?”.
My wife has placed her phone on the tripod next to our bed and against our wardrobe with mirrors. So I could see both our bed and its reflection in the mirror. I first saw a beautiful female body kneeling at the edge of the bed with her ass facing the mirror. I immediately recognized my wife’s magnificent butt. My gaze slid up toward my wife’s body, at least the part I could see, as her head was between a pair of beautiful female legs. The feet of the other girl, with bloody red nail polish, were gently sliding up and down on the sides of my wife’s ass. They were softly trembling out of pleasure. Even without being there, I felt a strong emotion, the scents and the air in the room. Even without sound, I heard the gentle moaning of the other girl and felt what her feet felt when they slid on my wife’s smooth, pale skin. It was a magnificent view. And then, my wife stood up, sat on the bed with her back to the girl, and faced the mirror. The girl stood up and wrapped her legs around my wife’s waist. Then her arms around her chest. She kissed my wife on the neck and cheek, turned her face to the mirror, and smiled. They both started laughing. I knew that girl. I knew her very well, mainly because she was one of my sisters-in-law. She was my wife’s 23 years old sister.
At this point, you might want to know what happened next? The story of how we got up to this point started three years before this event and continues today. So please bear with me and jump and enjoy our curious adventures through the years.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/v65eg8/ff_the_day_my_head_exploded