After taking a job where I was mainly sitting on my butt for long stretches at a time, I was tired of sitting on my wallet. I decided to ditch the wallet, and get a wallet case for my phone. I didn't like the thought of having a cover over the front screen of my phone, but quickly realized that the best wallet phone cases had them. I eventually purchased one such case and I'm still using the same type four years later.
The phone case only had one issue. If I shut the front cover, and then locked my phone, the position of the strap that held it down, combined with me pushing the lock button, caused the phone to take a svreenshot. Couldn't tell you the number of times my wife would ask why I had a screenshot of my lock screen or a random Facebook post. Took me a while, but I learned to lock my phone, then close the case.
While this was happening, my wife and I had started to look into buying a new home, around the end of summer 2017. One of my wife's old coworkers had quit that job to work with her best friend, who was fast becoming one of the top realtors in our state. Kayli was young, successful, and full of life. Even though I wasn't sure buying a house was the right step at the time, I was enjoying looking at houses with her. Kayli loved her clients, and was quick to add them on the various social media platforms that she liked to post on.
Kayli was the typical young 20-something year old that posted her entire life on Facebook, snapchat, and Instagram. Coffee runs, houses she was showing, workouts, dates with girlfriends, etc. I predictably liked the workout photos the best, as Kayli had a killer body, with D size breasts that she always showed off in the pictures. To complete the image, Kayli was just over five feet tall, had long black year, a piercing in her nose, and was thick and curvy in all the right places.
It was one of these such pictures where our story picks up. I remember it well. She was in her home gym out in the garage. Covered in sweat, the caption read that she had just gotten done on the treadmill. She was wearing a blue tank top, and the photo was angled down from above her head, showing a smile on her face, her hair pulled up in a bun, and a great view of her cleavage. I admired the photo, posted on snapchat, for a few seconds before a coworker of mine walked up to talk. I quickly shut and locked my phone and sat it done, not even thinking about it any more.
Over the next hour, I heard my phone go off a few times, but couldn't get to it. When I finally did, I had a few messages on Facebook from Kayli, all of them asking why I took a snapshot of her snapchat photo. Oh shit. I checked my photo gallery, quickly deleting the screenshot of her that had been saved to it. I explained to her what had happened, apologizing profusely, and telling her that it was an accident, and she could even ask my wife how often it happens to my phone. I ended by telling her that I would delete her snapchat so it wouldn't happen again, and that I hoped it didn't stop her from wanting to work with us on buying a house.
The response I got back from her was unexpected to say the least. She laughed! Told me it was no big deal and that she was actually flattered, if not a little confused by it. She was used to guys, especially her clients, admiring her body, and some times used it to her advantage. She just hadn't had a married man, like myself, be so bold to save one of her pictures before, at least that she knew of. Oh, and she promised not to tell my wife and that it wouldn't affect us working together.
Woo! Dodge a bullet there. I thanked her, telling her that she was awesome. She then asked what I really thought of the picture. I told her it was wonderful, she was beautiful, and that pictures like that always brightened up my day. She sent a smile emoji back, and asked if I wanted a personal one sent just to my snapchat, one that she didn't mind if I saved, as long as I hide it from my wife.
I asked what her husband would think if he found out about it. She shocked me again, telling me that her husband, who was overseas in the military, was fine with showing off her body, and doing whatever she needed to please herself while he was gone, as long as he got the same deal.
Before I could send her a message back, I received a snapchat from her. I opened it up, and quickly screenshotted it. It was Kayli, naked in her bathroom. She angled it so that I could just barely see the top of her areolas, but had a perfect shot of her naked ass in the mirror behind her. While I saved the photo, she sent me another Facebook message, asking what I thought of it. I told her it was hot, an instant boner, and asked if she wanted to lower the camera a little bit more. She laughed and said that next time we viewed a house together, maybe she'll find a way to surprise me even more.