It was December 23 at 3:00pm when David's phone beeped at him. He picked it up and saw that he had a new email. When he pulled up his mail app, blood immediately started to flow to his loins. It was from his wife, Sally, it had an attachment, and its subject was "NSFW."
"Not safe for work," David thought as he involuntarily licked his lips. He knew that Sally really liked to send him pictures of herself naked, especially when they had a long weekend like the one coming up. He did think it was a bit odd though, Sally should still be at the school she taught at right then. He knew he should wait until he was at least in the car to look, but he kept trying to figure out what she had taken a picture of. Did she take a picture of herself flashing the camera during a period that she didn't have any students, or maybe she figured out a way to take an up-skirt photo of herself while she was sitting at her desk.
He couldn't take it anymore. He had to look. After checking to see if there was anyone walking by, he tapped on the email. To his surprise, the attachment was not an image, it was a video. He definitely couldn't watch that at his desk. "Damn," he said under his breath. Now he needed to know what she had sent him even more. It was a bit earlier then when he normally took his break, but he figured that he could go a bit early today.
David grabbed his headphones off his desk and got up. First he walked to the pop machine to get a drink, and then he sat a table in the break room where his back was to a corner. After getting his headphones set, he tapped on the attachment to see what the video was.
The video started with Sally smiling mischievously at the camera. Her raven black hair nicely emphasized the fair skin of her face. While her face would be considered beautiful to many, it had more of an air of young and cute rather than sensual and sexy. He didn't recognize where she was. There was a light pink cinder block wall behind her. She smiled and raised a finger to her mouth as if motioning for him to be quite. The camera panned away from her and he saw that Sally must be in a stall in a restroom. David felt his cock throb in his pants.
Sally, must have propped the camera on something because he could see both of her hands reaching down and pulling up her dress. He was a bit surprised when he noticed that she was wearing thigh high stockings. Once her dress was all the way up to her waist, Sally stuck her thumbs into the waistband of her lacy panties and pulled them down. She then stepped out of them. Her purse came into frame, and her panties disappeared into it.
David knew he should stop watching this, but he couldn't bring himself to look away. As the camera began to move again, David became aware that there were voices in the background. He couldn't make out what they were saying, but he could tell that they had be young. Sally was filming herself in a restroom with some of her students none the wiser. The vicarious almost expansionism was getting him very aroused.
The camera settled on to Sally's face again after which she gave him another wicked grin, and then panned down her body. It ended level with her beautiful pussy. There was just a strip of raven hair pointing to her hot sex. One hand reached in and moved her pussy lips apart so that he could have a better view. Then a trickle of piss started to flow.
David nearly came in his pants. He and Sally had been into watersports for some time, and Sally knew just how aroused he got from watching her pee. Very quickly, the pee had formed a gushing torrent of golden liquid. Again, David involuntary licked his lips. The golden flow started to slow back to a trickle. Once the flow had stopped completely, the camera move up her body again. Sally was looking at him again, and blow him a kiss. Then the video was over.
David's mind was racing. He couldn't believe that his wife would film herself peeing in a public restroom. He couldn't believe that she would send it to him while he was still at work. He could believe that he would have to wait two or so hours before he could get home and fuck his wife. He couldn't imagine how he was going to get back to his desk without someone noticing the hardon that was raging in his pants.
Somehow, he did manage to get back to his desk. The day had already started to drag before his wife's email. Now it felt like time had slowed to a crawl. Finally 5:00 arrived and he rushed out to his car. As soon as he sat down, he had to adjust himself to make sure he would be able to drive home comfortably. Ever image of the video kept playing back in his mind since he had gotten back to his desk.
The drive home was quick, and David was glad that no cops were out. He had been speeding, but he didn't know by how much. As he pulled into the driveway, the only thing he wanted was to rip the clothes off of his wife and fuck her like he had never fucked her before.
Upon entering the house he saw his wife still wearing the dress form the video. He rushed up to her, grabbed her tight, and kissed her passionately. Their lips parted and his tongue raced into her open mouth. His hand slid down her back to grope her full ass. Through the material of her skirt, he could tell that she was still not wearing any panties.
Although she returned his passionate kisses to start with, she soon pulled away. "We have to stop," she told him emphatically.