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I Found A Box Of Photos Of My Wife… And Her Ex, Book 3 (Chapter 2)
In Chapter 2, Phil seeks solace with his friends, Dale and Jenny, after the shocking events of the previous night. As he opens up about the tumultuous encounter with Sue and her ex-boyfriend Aaron, their curiosity leads to a candid discussion about the intimate details of that fateful night…
This is book 3 of my ongoing hotpast story. Books 1 and 2 are available on Amazon or you can catch up with the events so far here on Medium.
For a recap of what happened in Chapter 1, click here.
Chapter 2
The morning sun spilled through the curtains of Dale’s spare room, casting a warm, golden hue across the walls. I lay there, still bleary-eyed from a restless night’s sleep, trying to make sense of the turmoil that had brought me to this unfamiliar place.
Dale had been a true friend, offering me a sanctuary in his home after the bitter argument with Sue. Jenny, his girlfriend, had been equally accommodating, assuring me that I could stay for a week or two until I figured things out with Sue or found a more permanent solution. But as I stared at the ceiling, the weight of our shattered relationship pressed upon me like a leaden shroud.
My phone buzzed on the bedside table, rousing me from my thoughts. I reached for it and saw a message from Sue. My heart clenched with a mixture of hope and trepidation. Perhaps she wanted to talk, to find a way back to each other. Was that what I even wanted? She’d fucked her ex-boyfriend and her arguments that I’d encouraged it did nothing to lessen the fact.
The message was brief and to the point: “We need time apart, I agree. Please respect that but I’m just checking to see if you’re okay.”
The words felt like a punch to the gut, a confirmation of the chasm that had opened up between us. Sue’s decision echoed in my mind, a painful reminder of our fractured bond but at the same time, she was concerned for me.
I sighed heavily, my heart heavy with regret. It was the right decision, of which I had no doubt, but it didn’t make it any easier to accept. I had sought refuge in Dale’s spare room, but it was no sanctuary from my upset emotions. I texted her back that I was okay and staying with Dale for a few days while I got my head into a good place, then, with a heavy heart, I got out of bed and went downstairs to find Dale and Jenny in the kitchen, preparing breakfast. Their cheerful banter contrasted sharply with the storm raging inside me.
“Morning, mate,” Dale greeted me with a smile as if nothing was amiss in my life. “You slept in, huh?”
“Yeah, I took the day off work,” I muttered, taking a seat at the kitchen table. “I did get a message from Sue.”
Dale and Jenny exchanged a knowing glance, their expressions filled with sympathy. They didn’t know the precise details that had brought me here, and they had opened their home to me without judgment.
“She asked how I was but said she wants time apart,” I continued, my voice heavy with resignation. “I don’t blame her, after everything that’s happened.”
Jenny didn’t ask for any information. She simply placed a plate of scrambled eggs and toast in front of me, a comforting gesture that spoke volumes. “Give it time, Phil,” she said softly. “Sometimes, a little distance can help gain perspective.”
I nodded, my appetite nonexistent in the face of my emotional troubles. I’d been the one to suggest time apart, but now that it was a reality, it weighed on me like an anchor.
That day and the next, I settled into a routine at Dale and Jenny’s place. I kept myself occupied at work during the following day, trying to distract myself from the constant gnawing at my thoughts. But the nights were the hardest, the silence of the spare room a stark reminder of the void that Sue had left in my life.
The following evening, as I sat alone in the living room, Dale approached me, a concerned look in his eyes. “You doing okay, mate?” he asked, sinking into the chair opposite me.
I mustered a weak smile, though it didn’t reach my eyes. “As well as can be expected, I guess.”
“Listen, Phil, I know this is tough, but remember, you’ve got friends who care about you. Jenny and I are here for you, and we’ll support you through this,” Dale leaned forward, his voice filled with empathy. “You know… you haven’t really told me what’s going on. Jenny is curious too. I haven’t told her about the guy in the pub and what he said about Sue’s photos but I’m guessing this has something to do with him?”
I hesitated for a moment, contemplating how much to reveal to my friend. Dale and Jenny had been kind enough to open their home to me, and it felt like the right time to confide in him.
“Yeah, it has to do with that guy in the pub,” I admitted, my voice strained. “His name is Aaron, and he’s Sue’s ex-boyfriend from years ago. We ran into him, separately, Sue and I, and things… things got complicated.”
Dale leaned in closer, sweeping his dark hair back, his brow furrowing with curiosity. “Complicated how?”
I took a deep breath, trying to find the right words to convey the mess of emotions and events that had unfolded. “We ended up inviting Aaron back to our place, and it led to… well, a night I never imagined. Sue and Aaron… I don’t even know where to start.”
Dale’s eyes widened in surprise and concern. He exchanged a quick glance with Jenny, who had entered the room and was now listening intently to our conversation.
“Can you give us some time alone?” my friend asked his pretty, blonde-haired partner.
“No, it’s fine,” I replied, smiling softly at Jenny. I didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable in her own home. She may as well know everything too. Perhaps she could give me some good advice.
The room seemed to grow heavy with the weight of my confession as I continued. “I’ll start at the beginning. I found some old photos and diaries of Sue’s when we were helping Irene move her stuff into her new place. It was all hidden away in a box. Photos from her past… explicit photos, of her and other guys… and diaries detailing everything she did with them. There’s more to Sue than meets the eye, Dale. I had no idea.”
Dale and Jenny exchanged a glance, their expressions a mix of surprise and curiosity. I could see the shock in their eyes, but they remained silent, waiting for me to continue.
“I couldn’t stop myself from looking through them,” I confessed, my voice tinged with guilt. “I wanted to know more about her past, to understand what had happened before we met. It was a mistake, and I invaded her privacy. But I couldn’t help myself.”
Jenny spoke softly, her voice gentle. “Phil, we all have a past. Sometimes, it’s best to leave them alone.”
I nodded, acknowledging her wisdom, but my guilt still weighed heavily on me. “I know, but I couldn’t let it go. So I tracked Aaron down, one of the men from the photos. I wanted to confront him, to understand what had happened between them. But I didn’t expect things to spiral out of control like they did.”
Dale leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his dark hair, clearly absorbing the gravity of the situation. “So, that’s how he ended up back at your place with Sue?”
I nodded, the memories of that night still vivid in my mind. “Yeah, I wanted answers, and Sue… she agreed to see him, to clarify things. But it turned into something I never anticipated. I watched them, Dale. I watched them …”
I trailed off, unable to say the words. The shock on Dale’s face mirrored my own realization of the situation’s complexity. Jenny, who had been mostly quiet, finally spoke up. “They had sex? Phil, I can’t even begin to imagine how difficult this must be for you. But remember, relationships can be incredibly complicated. People make mistakes, and sometimes, they need time to figure things out.”
“And they did it with you there?” Dale chimed in, his voice tinged with curiosity as well as sympathy. “Wow. Look, you’re our friend, Phil, and we’re here for you. Whatever you decide to do next, just know that you’re not alone in this.”
“Yes,” agreed Jenny, sitting down opposite me. She was wearing a low-cut black top and a short skirt, and I couldn’t help but look at her long, slim legs and subtle cleavage. She was a good-looking woman. Dale was a lucky guy. Jenny wouldn’t cheat on him. She was what she looked like — a respectable, honest woman. “We’re here for you. I have to ask though. How exactly does something like that happen? I mean… They ended up having sex… In front of you?”
“Sue was drunk,” I shrugged. “They got talking about all the sexy stuff they used to do, years ago, when they were together. It was clear that there was still chemistry between them and one thing just led to another.”
“Didn’t you even try to stop it?” Dale asked, confusion and disbelief in his brown eyes. “If a guy tried it on with Jenny, I’d punch him right in the face and kick him out of the door. I’m not judging, by the way, I’m just trying to get a handle on what happened.”
I continued to recount the events, keeping it vague so as not to completely embarrass myself as well as Dale and Jenny, feeling a mix of embarrassment, anger, and regret as I went along. “Sue talked me into playing along. It was what she wanted, that it was part of her past she needed to confront. I was torn between wanting to stop it and understanding her need for closure but she said it was just a one-off thing, just a bit of fun and that I’d encouraged this to happen by looking into her past and being so obsessed by it.”
Jenny listened attentively, her brow furrowed in thought. “Sometimes, emotions and history can blur the lines of reason. It’s not easy to make the right decision in the heat of the moment, especially if Sue was drunk and not thinking straight.”
Dale chimed in, his expression still a mixture of disbelief and curiosity. “I can’t imagine what that must have been like for you, mate. It’s a lot to handle.”
I nodded, grateful for their understanding. “It was overwhelming, to say the least. But that night changed everything between Sue and me. We argued about it the following day, and I ended up here. You know the rest.”
Jenny sighed, offering her support as she stood up. “Well, you’re here now, and we’re here for you. If you need anything, just let us know. I’ll leave you two to talk. I’m heading up to bed, okay?”
“I’ll be up soon,” Dale promised, watching her leave before turning to me. “I hope you were okay with Jenny hearing all of that.”
“Yeah,” I nodded. “Jenny and Sue aren’t close friends or anything, so it doesn’t matter. I was hoping she might give me a woman’s insight on it.”
“I’ll talk to her tomorrow,” my friend replied, then bit his lip before speaking further. I could tell from the look on his face that, now that it was just the two of us, his curiosity had grown, and he leaned in closer, his dark eyes locked onto mine, eager for more information.
“So,” Dale began, his voice hushed, “You watched them, Phil? Was it… like a threesome? Do you want to tell me more about what happened?”
I took a deep breath, feeling a mixture of unease and relief that I could finally share the full story with someone. “Yeah, I watched them,” I admitted, my voice tinged with embarrassment. “And yes, I joined in, so it was a threesome, I guess. It started with Sue and Aaron reminiscing about their past, and their shared experiences. They were both clearly still attracted to each other. Sue suggested that they recreate some of those old memories, just for one night.”
Dale’s eyebrows shot up, clearly surprised by Sue’s proposal. “Recreate old memories? What did they do?”
I hesitated for a moment, then decided to be as honest as possible. “It was meant to be simply Aaron taking photographs of Sue and me. You know… Sexy photos. But then she suggested we swap and I take pictures while they… you know. They began by kissing, and it escalated from there. It was… intense and passionate. That caught me by surprise.”
“So they ended up fucking?”
I nodded, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. “Yes, they did. Right in front of me. It was… difficult to watch, to say the least.”
Dale leaned back, taking in the revelation. “That’s unbelievable, mate. I can’t even imagine what that must have been like for you. But you said Sue wanted this, that she thought it was just a one-off thing?”
“I don’t know, Dale. It’s all so messed up. I thought I was doing the right thing by confronting the past, but now everything’s fallen apart.”
He placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. “Relationships are never easy, and people make mistakes. Maybe this time apart will give both you and Sue some perspective. You’ll figure it out.”
I appreciated Dale’s support, but the uncertainty of my future with Sue still weighed heavily on my mind. “I hope so, Dale. I really do.”
“I should head to bed,” my friend said, after a moment, but he made to move to leave. “Have you looked at the pictures?”
“Huh?” I shook my head, not realising what he was asking at first. “Oh, you mean-”
“The pictures you took. You said you swapped places with Aaron?” Dale stopped himself, realising he was probably overstepping the mark. “Sorry. That’s in bad taste, isn’t it? I shouldn’t even be asking.”
“It’s fine,” I chuckled, not wanting him to feel awkward. He’d been a good friend to me and to be honest, I hadn’t even considered the photos I’d taken amidst the chaos of the past few days. “I haven’t looked at them since that night. They’re probably still on my phone.”
Dale leaned in, his eyes filled with intrigue. “I enjoyed the photos you showed me on Christmas Day. The ones of you and Sue having sex. I’ve got to admit, I’m curious to see these pictures too. Then again, do you think it’s a good idea to keep them? I mean, they’re a reminder of what happened, and that might not be healthy for you.”
I hesitated, unsure of whether I should share looking at these intimate images with my friend. But his curiosity was infectious, and it seemed like he genuinely wanted to understand the situation better. “You really want to see them?”
Dale nodded, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Only if you’re sure you want to look at them. Or… you could just let me look at them and delete them. It might even help me give you some perspective.”
I contemplated his words for a moment, knowing that he really just wanted to see Sue naked again, then reluctantly agreed. “Okay, let me grab my phone.”
With that, I slid it from my pocket and handed him the phone. He took it with a sense of excitement, his fingers deftly navigating to my camera roll. “Are you sure you don’t want to look at them first before I delete them?”
As he examined the pictures, his reactions ranged from surprise to amusement. “Well, I’ll be damned,” he muttered, his eyes widening at one particular shot. “His cock is huge. This is like something out of a porn movie.”
Then as he kept scrolling through the pictures, he reached the video I’d taken, a real porn movie. The sounds of Sue crying out while Aaron fucked her filled the air, causing him to hurriedly press the volume down button so that Jenny wouldn’t hear. Curiosity got the better of me and I moved to sit next to him, watching the end of the video together as my wife’s ex came, spurting his hot load onto her face.
“Holy fuck,” Dale murmured quietly as the video ended. I could tell from his voice that he was aroused, and much to my shame, so was I. “No wonder you’re feeling so screwed up. He really did a job on her, didn’t he?”
I took the phone from him. “Maybe deleting them isn’t a good idea. Perhaps I should look at them get them out of my system, and then delete them myself. It might be… cathartic if that’s the right word.”
“Sure,” my friend nodded. He was breathing deeply and seemed awkward now. A tension had somehow settled in the air between us. “Listen, thanks for showing me the photos and the video. I can totally empathise with you now and I think I get it. That night must have been really sexually charged. I can see how one thing led to another, to something you regret.”
“That’s good,” I said, sighing in relief. “I hope you and Jenny won’t judge me.”
“Absolutely not.” Dale shook his head. “Jenny and I like to think we’re pretty open-minded about these things. It’s our first time coming into contact with anything like this, but please don’t worry. I totally get it and I’m sure Jenny does too.”
With that, he clamped a hand on my shoulder and bid me good night. I watched some TV for a little while, then headed up to bed myself. I’d only been under the covers for a few moments when I heard them fucking. I hadn’t heard anything on the previous nights here, so what Dale had seen — what he had heard — must have turned him on. Perhaps it had turned Jenny on too. From the relentless sounds of their headboard bashing the wall and Jenny’s high-pitched moans until it finally went silent, some ten minutes or so later, it certainly seemed that Dale and Jenny’s sex life had found some energy tonight.
I slid my hand into my shorts and toyed with my own cock, the images of what I’d seen on the video playing in my mind. The memory of Aaron’s big cock ploughing in and out of my wife’s pussy made me instantly hard again and I allowed myself some pleasure, stroking myself until I came in my hand a few minutes later. While wanking, I thought about getting my phone, tantalisingly out of reach on the bedside cabinet, but I didn’t need to. The mental image of Sue and her ex was enough to bring me to climax.
Then, feeling regret and shame wash across me once more, I closed my eyes to sleep, but something stopped me and I sat bolt upright in bed.
Aaron had taken photos of Sue and me on his phone. He would still have them. I hadn’t thought about that at all. My only thoughts these past few days had been about our relationship and where we went from here.
Shit. I needed to deal with that. I decided to call him tomorrow, then got back beneath the covers, finally falling into a fitful sleep full of dreams of my wife and her slutty past.
How will Aaron react to Phil getting in touch? Does he still have the photos that he took on his phone? Check out Chapter 3 and find out!
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