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I Found A Box Of Photos Of My Wife… And Her Ex, Book 3 (Chapter 7)

The final chapter of book 3 of my ‘Box of Photos’ quadrilogy delves into the depths of Phil and Sue’s complex relationship as they watch a sex tape video from Sue’s past. Boundaries blur and passions reignite, leading to a shocking conclusion that threatens to unravel everything they’ve worked so hard to rebuild.

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.

Previous chapters: Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6

Chapter 7

As I sat beside Sue on the edge of our bed, the laptop perched on my knees, a nervous flutter danced in the pit of my stomach. The weight of what we were about to do hung heavy in the air, the anticipation palpable as we both stared at the screen before us.

Sue’s hand trembled slightly as she reached out, clicking through several folders, one of which was password-protected before hovering the mouse over the video file, her breath catching in her throat. I could see the mixture of apprehension and curiosity in her eyes, mirroring my own conflicted emotions.

“Are you sure?” she asked softly and when I nodded, she tapped the touchpad and after a moment of loading, the video began to play, the screen flickering to life with a burst of static before settling into a grainy image of Sue’s face. My heart hammered in my chest as I watched, unable to tear my gaze away from the scene unfolding before me as this younger version of my wife, her dark hair pouring across her shoulders in wavy cascades, set the camera down at the side of her bed.

“I don’t know about this,” I heard a male voice say and there he was, James, a broad, older man with wavy greying hair, as he walked into the view of the camera lens. “I know about your kinks for showing off, Sue, but a video?”

“I love watching myself get fucked,” my wife said, her figure stepping out of shot for a moment. She’d been wearing a thin white dressing gown and when she returned to the camera’s view, she’d discarded it. Her naked body looked stunning, slimmer than she was now, her breasts slightly higher, her pussy a dark triangle buried between her thighs.

There they were, next to each other on the bed — my younger wife with her older lover-to-be, and it didn’t take long before Sue helped him out of his clothes. When she tugged down his boxer shorts, my breath caught in my throat. His dick was huge, long, thick and already erect.

“He’s got a big one,” my wife said from next to me and I turned to meet her gaze. Her cheeks reddened as she held my stare for a moment and then both of our eyes went back to the screen on my lap. James and Sue were now locked in an intimate embrace as they lay on the bed, their bodies moving in a rhythmic dance of desire, crashing together violently as James wasted no time in shoving his cock inside her. There was no foreplay. He just rammed his dick into her hairy pussy and began to pump into her hard. Sue’s moans echoed through the room from the tinny laptop speakers, mingling with the sound of James’s ragged breaths as they lost themselves in the throes of passion on the screen in front of me.

I felt a surge of conflicting emotions wash over me as I watched, a mixture of arousal and jealousy warring within my soul. Part of me wanted to look away, to shield myself from the raw intensity of their encounter, but another part couldn’t help but be drawn in by the sheer eroticism of the scene.

“Sue, I…” I began, my voice trailing off as I struggled to find the words to express the maelstrom of emotions swirling inside me. But before I could continue, James’s voice cut through the silence, drawing our attention back to the video.

“You like that, baby?” he murmured, his voice heavy with desire as he continued to thrust into Sue with a relentless determination. “You like my big cock pounding into your tight little pussy?”

Sue’s response was little more than a breathless moan as she clung to James, her body writhing beneath his in a desperate attempt to keep up with the frenzied pace of his thrusts. I watched in stunned silence as she succumbed to the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her veins, her cries of ecstasy mingling with the sound of James’s harsh panting as he drove her to the brink of orgasm before stopping abruptly.

“No,” Sue groaned. “Don’t stop. I was almost there. Fuck me.”

I felt another surge of conflicting emotions wash over me, my arousal battling against the gnawing jealousy that threatened to consume me whole. It was both exhilarating and terrifying to watch as James took complete control of Sue, his every movement calculated to elicit the most intense pleasure from her quivering body. He rubbed the tip of his dick over her swollen clit, all in full view of the camera which was only a couple of feet away, making Sue’s body quiver. Then he flipped her onto her front, pushing her face into the pillow before lifting her ass up and shoving himself mercilessly into her wet hole.

Sue cried out as the shockingly large dick thrust into her pussy, a sound somewhere between a sigh of pleasure and a yelp of pain, then begged him again to fuck her. “Please,” she whimpered as he held his length inside her for a moment, barely moving, “Please, fuck me. I’m begging you.”

“How much do you want it?” the older man taunted her.

“More than anything,” Sue said, looking over her shoulder and trying to push back onto it but the large older man, held her firmly by the hips, refusing to let her have it. As she continued to beg for it, he smiled and I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to be in James’s shoes, to have that kind of power and control over my wife’s pleasure. The thought sent a shiver down my spine, igniting a fire within me that burned hotter with each passing moment.

Then he reached forward, pushing her face into the pillow while simultaneously thrusting into her powerfully. Sue’s breath hitched in her throat as she gasped for air, her body trembling beneath James’s powerful grip. And as he smashed into her cunt with relentless force, I could see the pleasure etched into every line of her face, her cries of ecstasy mingling with the sound of my own ragged breathing as I struggled to keep myself composed.

“Phil,” Sue whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of our pounding hearts. “I… I’m so turned on right now.”

Her admission sent a thrill of excitement coursing through me, my own desire rising to meet hers as I reached out to take her hand in mine. “Me too,” I confessed, my voice thick with arousal as I leaned in to press a gentle kiss to her lips.

For a brief moment, we lost ourselves in each other, the heat of our passion igniting a fire that burned brighter with each passing second. But as quickly as it had begun, our kiss came to an end, our shared desire urging us back to the screen before us.

“He fucked me so good,” she recalled, her voice thick with arousal, her blue eyes staring into mine from just inches away, then they returned to the screen and mine followed and as we returned our attention to the video, I felt a surge of anticipation wash over me, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited to see what would happen next. But nothing could have prepared me for what came next.

Sue had a powerful orgasm, her entire body rippling as James ploughed her from behind and then, she looked up at him over her shoulder again. “Put it in my ass,” I heard her say through the laptop speakers.

“What the…” I whispered. “Really?”

“Really,” my wife murmured from beside me as we watched James work his hefty cock into my wife’s tight asshole, spitting on it several times before it would go in. Sue’s body tensed as it first entered her, but then she relaxed and the older man got into a rhythm, his strokes making Sue groan loudly with every deep motion.

I felt Sue’s hand between my legs, feeling at the front of my jeans until she found the hard shape of my cock. Then she undid my zipper and pulled out my throbbing erection.

“Keep watching,” she instructed me then moved the laptop to make room for her head to fit between and she took me into her mouth. As Sue’s lips closed around me, her warm mouth enveloping my throbbing cock, I couldn’t help but moan softly, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. My eyes remained glued to the screen, where James continued to pound into Sue’s tight ass with relentless force, each thrust eliciting a chorus of moans and gasps from my wife.

Her tongue worked wonders on me, tracing delicate patterns along the length of my shaft as I struggled to maintain my composure, my hips instinctively bucking against her mouth in a desperate bid for more. And as the video reached its climax, I felt myself teetering on the edge of release, my every nerve on fire with anticipation.

“Sue,” I gasped, my voice thick with desire as she worked me closer and closer to the brink. “I’m… I’m gonna…”

But before I could finish my sentence, the intensity of her ministrations drove me over the edge, my body convulsing with pleasure as I spilled myself into her waiting mouth. On the screen, James pulled out and Sue rolled over on the bed, so he could jerk off and cum all over her tits and face and as I collapsed back onto the bed, spent and sated, I couldn’t help but marvel at the raw, untamed passion that still burned between us, igniting a fire that showed no signs of being extinguished anytime soon, despite what I’d just witnessed in the video.

“You enjoyed watching that, didn’t you?” said my wife, after a long moment while I caught my breath.

“Weirdly, yes,” I confessed, pushing myself to a sitting position again so I could watch the final moments of the video. A happy, smiling and satisfied-looking younger Sue looked into the camera for a long moment before switching it off, no doubt a deliberate look aimed at her mother who was going to see it soon. “I guess there’s no point in denying it. You saw… felt how hard I was.”

“I know you probably don’t want to hear this,” my wife said so quietly that I could barely hear her. “But if we’re putting our cards on the table and being open and honest with each other… If we… if we did ever split up, I’d fuck James again in a heartbeat.”

“Isn’t he like… really old now?” I questioned.

“In his sixties,” Sue nodded, “But I know he still fucks a lot of women. He’s rich, still quite handsome and charming. He goes to the gym and occasionally to sex clubs but he mostly finds women by going to bars and flashing his cash around, He told me this one night after work when we talked, briefly, about what happened. He’s admitted that he uses Viagra to get hard but says he can still fuck any woman into next week.”

“Have you ever been tempted?” I asked, not wanting to hear the answer because I knew what she was going to say. “To cheat on me with him.”

“Maybe,” Sue admitted after a long hesitation. “I know I could fuck him any time I wanted. But I have never, I promise.”

“I believe you,” I sighed. “So you were tempted to fuck Aaron again during our break… and with James at work you’ve been tempted.”

“Yes. I’m sorry.”

“This isn’t the first time you’ve watched this video, is it?” I asked softly.

“No. I’ve watched it quite a few times.”

Sue’s admission hung heavy in the air, her words echoing through the room as I struggled to process the implications of what she had just revealed. A part of me wanted to lash out, to demand answers, but another part recognized the raw honesty in her confession, the vulnerability laid bare in her admission.

“I don’t know how I should feel about that,” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper as I turned to face her, searching her eyes for some semblance of understanding.

“I understand,” Sue replied softly, her gaze meeting mine with unwavering sincerity. “And I’m sorry. I never meant to hurt you. It’s just… sometimes I feel like I need a little bit more than what you can give me.”

Her words cut through me like a knife, the sting of her honesty piercing straight to the core of my being. But despite the pain, there was also a sense of relief, a newfound clarity in the air as we laid bare our deepest desires and fears.

“I don’t want to lose you,” I admitted, my voice choked with emotion as I reached out to take her hand in mine. “But I also don’t want to hold you back. Maybe… maybe we need some more time apart, to figure things out. To give you the chance to explore those feelings without the weight of our relationship hanging over your head. To fuck Aaron again and James, get them out of your system once and for all. Then we can make a go of it with those demons exorcised.”

Sue’s eyes widened in surprise, her expression a mixture of shock and uncertainty as she processed my words. But after a moment, a small smile tugged at the corners of her lips, a glimmer of hope shining through the darkness of our shared turmoil.

“I think… I mean… Would you take me back again?” Sue’s blue eyes glistened in the dim light as she studied me, trying to work out if this was me being sincere or trying to trick her. “Would you want me… After I’d been with them both?”

“I don’t want to lose you,” I repeated, my voice steadier now, though still laced with emotion. “And yes, I would take you back. I want you, Sue. I just want you to be sure of what you want, without any regrets or doubts lingering between us.”

Sue’s smile widened at my words, a sense of relief washing over her features as she realized the depth of my commitment to her. “Thank you, Phil,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as she leaned in to press a soft kiss against my lips. “Thank you for giving me this chance.”

And so, we reached a tentative agreement, a fragile truce born from the ashes of our shattered dreams. While we wouldn’t be officially together, I wouldn’t move out this time. We would continue to cohabit, sharing our home and our lives, but with the understanding that Sue would have the freedom to explore her desires, to be with Aaron and James if she chose to. It was a difficult decision, one fraught with uncertainty and apprehension, but it was also a necessary step towards healing the wounds that had torn us apart.

“I want you to have access to the video and the photos,” Sue suggested tentatively, her gaze searching mine for any sign of hesitation. “So you can… you know… wank over them, whenever you want. Hey, maybe you could even show Dale.”

“The photos?”

“Or the video,” Sue giggled, the noise breaking the tension in the room. “The thought of him watching me get fucked like that is a bit of a turn-on. Oh, and if you ever feel the need to be with another woman, I won’t stop you. I won’t be jealous. I just want us to be honest with each other, no matter what.”

I shook my head, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips as I reached out to take her hand in mine. “I don’t want anyone else, Sue,” I assured her, my voice filled with conviction. “You’re all I need.”

“I suppose that could work,” Sue murmured, a hint of uncertainty lingering in her voice, then she stood and undressed in silence, her eyes never leaving mine. “But first, I need you to make me cum, Phil. You’ve had your fun. It’s my turn now.”

With a silent nod, I rose to my feet, my desire burning hotter than ever as I pulled her into my arms, my lips crashing against hers in a fervent kiss. Then I lay her back on the bed, my hands roaming freely over her supple curves as I sought to drive her to the brink of ecstasy. I slid two fingers into her, working her wetness then let my tongue roam over her swollen clit but as I felt her trembling beneath my touch a few minutes later, on the verge of release, I noticed a presence lingering just beyond the threshold of our bedroom door. A figure stood there, silent and unmoving, her eyes fixed on us with a gaze that sent shivers down my spine. Irene. How long had she been watching? What did she want?

“Don’t stop,” Sue urged me, pulling my head back between her thighs. “What’s wrong? I’m almost there.”

“Nothing,” I replied quickly, not wanting Sue to realise Irene was there and another potential argument develop between them. I delved my tongue back into my wife’s soft folds, licking and sucking at them until she shuddered against me, her orgasm making her back arch from the bed and then I turned to look at the doorway. Irene had gone, vanished into the darkness, leaving me with more questions than answers.

And as Sue collapsed against the bed, her body wracked with the aftershocks of her release, I couldn’t shake the feeling that our lives were about to change in ways we could never have imagined. Would our marriage… could it… survive what we were about to submit it to?

Only time would tell.

Who saw that coming? What game is Irene playing? Will Sue really get Aaron and James out of her system or is she simply opening the floodgates and dooming her marriage? Book 4 (the final book) starts next week!

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