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“He’s a last resort. And we’re not there yet.”
“Fine. Your call. I just wanna say that I think…”
Konstantin is still talking as my phone vibrates. I glance down and see a video message from an unknown number. The only people who have this number are people I’ve handed it to personally.
My intuition buzzes. It’s Petyr. It has to be. This is the opening ceremony to whatever shit he has planned next.
Tension ripples through me as I open the message and press play. The video is dark at first. Shadows against blacker shadows.
But as the seconds tick past and my eyes adjust, I start to see things I recognize.
A curve. A familiar curve. Bared, with just a trace of black lace stroking over the hip.
The shadow takes shape and color. It’s my wife. Paige turns back to the camera and lowers herself to the mattress. Her legs spread slowly, and I’ve never been so riveted in my life. The silk lingerie rides up her thighs, revealing exactly what she’s wearing underneath.
Which is… nothing.
I can see the matching thong on the floor. She threw it at me, right before I walked away from her. Fromthis.
Regret and desire chase each other for top billing as my wife palms her own breasts, arching into her own touch. When she uses her fingers to spread her pussy wide, I almost drop my phone.
“… Misha? You okay, bro?”
Konstantin is talking to me, but I can’t find the words to respond. All I can do is stare open-mouthed at the hypnotic video.
Paige circles her hand over her sex. A low moan escapes her parted lips. It’s loud enough that Konstantin jerks back.
That pulls me out of my trance.
I hit pause fast. “Get out.”
Konstantin stares at me for a second. Then his face splits in a shit-eating grin. “Oh, damn.Damn.And here I was thinking that you were going through a rough patch with Paige. I shoulda known better.”
“Get out,” I hiss again.
He chuckles. “Sure thing, dude. I’m gone.”
Right before he leaves, he grabs the box of tissues on the far edge of my desk and throws it at me. “Just in case.”
I swat the box out of midair. It hits the ground with a soft thump as the door clicks closed. As soon as he’s gone, I hit play again.
Paige’s lips pucker in a whimper as she works her fingers between her folds. She touches herself in a way that tells me she’s used to handling things on her own. That annoys me almost as much as it turns me on.
A woman like her shouldn’t have to get herself off at all.
I should be doing it for her.
She writhes on the bed and her shoulder straps slide down her arms. With a quick jerk, she pulls the fabric down over her breasts, and it’s my turn to moan.
Her breasts are swollen and huge, begging to be sucked. I unzip my pants and pull my cock out.
Suddenly, I don’t care that I’m in the office. I don’t care that I haven’t heard from the Babai. I don’t care that Petyr has managed to disappear into the shadows.
None of it matters right now.
I stroke my cock as she touches herself. Her moans fill my office, vibrating through my body like music meant for my ears alone.
She moves as though she’s completely unaware of the camera. Then, just when I least expect it, she glances right into the lens.
