Fantasies from Afar Pt. 03
"Hey there, you remembered the wager you made?" Mike reminded his wife. "Now you gotta live with it." Since he'd won the bet against Ashley, he had been looking for the right moment to remind her of their agreement.
"Honey, I let you know I'm at the store!" she said to him.
"I don't believe that the bargain had any exceptions," he said back.
"I won't be able to shop here anymore if anyone sees," she expressed emphatically.
Mike almost laughed out due to the thought of that happening again. Lately, he'd been frequently fantasizing about other men checking out his wife. He'd already fantasized about Robb applying sunscreen on his wife's impressive body after she had confessed that it'd happened. They'd only discussed it a bit more after that day, but he knew Ashley was embarrassed by the experience.
"Alright," she texted once she finally answered.
A minute afterwards, Mike received what he desired. She sent him a selfie from the grocery store aisle with a sour face to let him know she wasn't entirely jubilant to follow through with his request. She looked as stunning as ever with her auburn hair in a ponytail, subtle makeup for a natural look, and her captivating blue eyes making her stand out. What attracted him was what was underneath her face. Ashley had raised her shirt almost up to her neck with one hand. This gave him a superb view of her amazing breasts covered only by the basic bra she wore. Ashley's boobs consistently made him horny, and he had to adjust his position to get more comfortable while admiring the image. Man, they remained the best pair he had seen. He examined the rest of the image and saw that there was someone at the ending of the aisle who wasn't aware of her actions.
"I'm astounded I've managed to get you to do this again, particularly after you'd been caught a few weeks prior in your vehicle."
"What the hell Ashley, you're showcasing those are the best melons I've seen in a grocery store," he said in reaction to her snap. "If I was there, I feel like I'd have to taste them before reaching home."
"You're being quite terrible!" Ashley replied.
"I'd have no idea how terrible I'd be in person," Mike said back.
"Oh, so how horrendous are you now?" she asked.
"First, I'd remove that bra. You truly wouldn't require it," he began.
"That's a great begin," she responded.
"Then, I'd enjoy taking my time to kiss every inch of your bosom and suck your areolas," he carried on.
"Mmmm, I adore it when you do that," she came back. "Is that all?"
"Far from it," he answered. "Then I'd make you kneel down in the aisle and have my resilient cock between your mammaries and rape them," Mike mentioned, really diving into his fantasy.
"Oh Mike, I wish you were there," she revealed. "It could be a bit strange doing this right in the aisle though."
"I want you so badly right now that I don't even care," he replied.
"Do you know if you're playing with yourself," she asked. He hadn't intentionally been doing it, but he noticed that he was rubbing himself through his pants as he sat at his desk.
"Yeah," he responded while concentrating on his own stimulation.
No sooner had a message popped up.
"I hope it helps you finish, you deserve it for working so hard," she said. Mike couldn't repress himself as he typed out his reply.
"I guess Robb would appreciate that one," he stated, trying to be as provocative as possible.
He could see the dots flash on and off a few times, telling him she was composing and erasing a response. It seemed like an eternity before a message showed up.
"Oh my god, don't toy with me," she stated. Mike surmised she thought he was simply teasing her, but truly, it was electrifying for him.
"I've been considering it, and I think you should reach out to Robb," he typed out with almost shaking fingers.
"Mike, stopp," she said. He knew she likely thought he was joking about this, but actually, it was thrilling for him.
"I'm being serious, you should contact Robb," he continued. "I'm sure he'd be thrilled to take you out again."
"Stop messing with me. Sarah will kill me if she even finds out we're joking about this," she said.
"Perhaps you could let him assist you with your sunscreen once more," he joked.
"Stop bringing up that subject. I've already apologized!" she informed him.
"I'm not trying to cause you pain, it's simply arousing to think about how many men desire you," he admitted honestly. His libido was getting the better of him.
"Do you mean it?" she inquired.
"Absolutely. The thought of other men yearning for you situations me in a certain way," he explained, increasing his pace as he gripped his member.
"Is that correct?" she questioned. "So, you enjoyed fantasizing about Robb and his buddies ogling me?" He was gradually moving into dangerous territory.
"Indeed, Ashley. There's something about you alluring other men that gets me fired up," he divulged. His movements became even quicker as he kept one eye on the door to his office.
"Is that right?" she asked. "So you were turned on by the idea of those guys yearning for me?" Heat grew within him as he strove to maintain his composure.
"Indeed, Ashley. The very notion of Robb placing his hands on you in front of his girlfriend ignites an insatiable desire in me," he shared. He focused harder on the task at hand, intent on occupying his thoughts.
"Anything else you'd like to share?" she asked.
"Yeah, I can't work with this," he finally admitted. Defeated by his lust, he decided to be upfront and honest.
"Still touching yourself?" she questioned.
"Yes."
"Tell me more about Robb's friends fondling lotion on my thighs while his attention drifted to my chest," she probed, sensing his arousal. Her question took Mike to another level of desire.
"I'm still doing it," he replied, tears starting to fall.
"Great. So you were imagining Robb massaging me with the sunscreen?" she asked.
"I was," he confessed. "Watching him use his fingers to caress my skin did stir some feelings within me."
"Do you enjoy picturing me with other men?" she asked.
"Yes," he gasped, his orgasm drawing near. "I think of how Robb spread the lotion on my neck and back while his друг stood behind him, running his fingers over my chest."
"I'm on my way back," she announced.
"Any images to share?...send them."
"I'm currently in the store," she replied.
"Almost there, little accomplice...."
A minute later, her picture popped up on his screen. She had taken a photo of her Nike shorts slipping off to her side, revealing her thong against her hip.
"He's been distracted again."
"Describe what's happening," she urged.
"Look at this," he said, showing her the image.
"Maybe he'll give you additional instructions before I reach home," she said. "If he wants you to cum while I'm gone...."
"Honestly, it might happen," he admitted. "But I'm not sure if it's likely." Ashley likely knew the situation better than him.
"We'll see," she said ambiguously. The implication was clear enough.
"It could be a possibility," he concurred.
"The next invitation should be tomorrow," she said casually. "Robb should be very excited for our next encounter."
"I can't wait."
"You'll enjoy it," she smiled, leaving him aroused and yearning for more.
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