It was his third business trip in the last two months. He lay on his back, frustrated and hard. Though he pleaded, his wife wouldn't have phone sex with him. To add insult to injury, she told him she was wearing the teddy he bought her.

She told him her nipples were hard, rubbing against the lace, and poking through. She told him she removed her lace thong, because she would have to take care of herself after they hung up.

He grabbed his cock over his boxers and closed his eyes.

"Fuck," he yelled when his phone alerted him to a text. "What the..."

His eyebrows raised as he read the words, "Are you up?"

Hard and confused, since it was from an anonymous contact. He knew it had to be a scammer and ignored it. He laid the phone down.

"Now where was I?" he said as he rolled onto his back and rubbed his cock.

"Fuck," he yelled in frustration as his phone went off again.

From the same anonymous contact... "Please, don't ignore me, Derek. I know you're still up."

"Who is this? I think you have the wrong person," he texted back, though it was weird they knew his name.

"I know you know, but I'll play your game," a quick reply came back.

"NO! I DON’T FUCKING KNOW!" he yelled out just as a pic appeared.

His cock flexed hard as he saw a hard nipple surrounded by a goose-bump-infected areola on a partially cropped succulent breast.

His heart skipped a beat as his cock flexed again.

Quickly another text followed, "Now I know you're UP!" with an eggplant emoji and a tongue emoji.

He groaned as he felt his hard cock jerk and leak into his boxers.

"Seriously, who is this?" he texted back.

"Oh, you still want to play?" was the quick reply and then another pic.

This time the pic showed a bare wet pussy. The labia lips spread open with the fingers of a hand.

Another text quickly followed, "You got my pussy sooo wet, imagining how hard your big cock is getting."

"Oh, sweet Jesus," he moaned out as he slid his hand back into his boxers again.

"Show me how hard you are, Derek. PLEASE!" another text read.

"Who the fuck is this?" he yelled out as he squeezed his hard, leaking cock.

"SHOW ME!" another text urged him.

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck," he said as he picked up the phone and opened the camera app. He laid on his back and zoomed in on the big tent in his boxers and took a pic. He looked at it and could clearly see the wet spot from his leaked pre-cum. "No way. I can't. I can't do this. Kim would kill me if she found out," he said to himself.

"SHOW ME NOW! Stop playing and show me!!!" the text read.

He looked at his pic again. He convinced himself it was okay. It wasn't an actual dick pic. Just his tented boxers. He shared it with the anonymous contact, immediately regretting it.

"Stop playing. I want to see it. I'll bet it is really hard now, and I know it's leaking. SHOW ME!" The next text came immediately.

"Oh fuck. Yes, it is. Hard and full of cum. Kim, forgive me," he moaned out as he raised his hips off the bed and removed his boxers. He zoomed the camera in. His hard cock filled the screen. His pre-cum dribbled down the entire underside as he took the pic.

"Oh baby. That's so hot. I wish I was bobbing my head up and down on it, licking that fucking cum. Mmm. Fuck, I'm so fucking wet. I'm fucking myself with my fingers, imagining it's your cock... see," the text read.

Suddenly another pic appeared. This time two fingers were jammed into a wet cunt. Its clit squeezed between a thumb and a finger.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," he moaned out as he stroked his cock. He was already on the edge, ready to explode.

"I know you're stroking that cock for me. Show me. Oh fuck, I'm so close. Please, show me and make me cum," another text read.

His cock flexed even harder as he imagined his cock plunging into that wet pussy. His pre-cum dribbled over his fingers as he stroked himself. He lined up the shot, ensuring he captured the cum running over his fingers.

"Oh fuck. I'm... I'm... CUMMING!" The reply text came almost a minute later.

Another pic quickly followed. The pussy was soaking wet and wide open. A bright red clit above and two fingers dripping her cum off the tips.

"Oh my God, I'm going to..." he screamed. Then the next text followed.

"Show me how much you cum!"

"Oooh, fuck!" he yelled as he tried to hold off. His left hand was shaking as he held the phone. He switched to video mode and hit record. "Oooh, fuck. I'm cumming!" he screamed out as he spewed cum towards the camera. Rope after rope covered his naked torso. He was panting as he ended the short video and sent it.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

"Oh shit!" he yelled as he saw his wife's pic on the screen. He quickly answered as his heart raced.

"Oh my God, baby. That was so fucking hot. You made us both cum so hard," Kim said in the sexiest voice he'd ever heard from her.

"Wha.. wha... what? Both of you?" he stuttered out.

"Yeah, me and Diane. Remember, I told you, she always stays with me while you're gone. We used her phone to text you," she said, giggling.

"Nice cock, Derek," he heard Diane's familiar voice say in the background, giggling.

"Honey, I... I..." he was flabbergasted.

"It's okay, honey. I can't wait till you get home tomorrow," Kim said, then quickly added, "Diane's going to spend another night too. Okay?"

"Fuck!" he said breathily.

"That's the plan, honey. Bye," Kim giggled.