One more day of this week long business trip and he’d be back home. A chime rang across the hotel room. John reached across the bed to grab his tablet, the source of the sound. He saw that he had received an e-mail from his wife, Laura.
He opened it and smiled at the subject line. “Something special for you ;-).” Tapping on the attachment, he waited impatiently for it to load.
The video opened automatically in the player. John saw his wife naked, on all fours facing towards the camera.
“Hi John,” she said. “I want you to know that our sex life has become boring. And its your fault. You’re kind of a pussy. You know, sometimes slow, boring sex in one position is fine.”
John leaned closer to the screen, as if he would miss something.
“But sometimes,” she continued. “Sometimes a woman just wants to be fucked.”
Another person came into frame. The upper part of the muscular body was off the screen so he couldn’t see who it was. But he saw a muscular body, and though he hated to admit it, an impressive member larger than his.