Leave your ring on.

Elle controls two men.

Ellie was unsure if she was really turned on, or just excited by the novelty of the texts. We’d been sitting on the couch together quietly scrolling when she pressed her foot into my lap.  I looked up as she ran a finger down the hem of her loosely knit cardigan robe. Shutter of her camera phone clicked.  Then she looked over the top of the phone and flashed me a naughty smile. 

“Do you want to do me a favor?” she asked.

“Almost definitely,” I said, certain that she wanted me right then and there.

“Let me show you something.”

Ellie turned her phone screen in my direction. The chat window was  open to Tindr.   She’s been talking to a stranger for a at least fifteen minutes and he wanted to see what she looked like.  The picture she’d just taken left gave a generous view of her chest, leaving  just enough for his imagination.  Her wedding ring was visible on her hand as she pulled the fabric aside. 

“OMG” he wrote.

“Are you really doing this right now?” I asked somewhere between angry and turned on.

“You know you like it,” she said.  She paused for effect. And then said with a commanding tilt to her voice,, “In fact, you love knowing that other men want to fuck me.”  My cock was almost painfully hard.  

“I sort of love it and hate it,” I said honestly.  Elle was feeling more confident by the second. She tossed her phone to me.

“Ask him if he wants to see more.”  There was already a flurry of texts asking to come in. He was asking when they could get together in person. 

“You’re meeting him?”  

She ignored me and repeated her question. Firmly punctuating each phrase. 

“Ask him.” 

“If he wants.” 

“To see more.”  

I typed the question and got an immediate yes.  

“Good. I want you to film me,” she said. 

I switched to the video camera and pressed record.

She undid the sash that was barely holding her sweater across her body. The camera  moved slowly down from her face.

Elle looked right at me as she put her hand between her legs and gently started to rub her clit. She placed her other hand on her breast and ran her thumb over her nipple.  She was going to get herself off in front of two men and look good doing it. 

“ Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to watch me come? ” she asked in my direction, though I couldn’t be sure who she was addressing.

“Do you like knowing that I want to come for another man? That I’m going to let him use me?”  Her finger was slick and moving faster and more rhythmically.  She wasn’t looking at the camera. She was looking at me, trying to keep her gaze steady while she bit her lower lip.  “I’m going to beg for his cock. And you’re going to like it”  She moved her eyes back to the camera.  

“I want your cock so bad.”

I was transfixed by her ecstasy.  I was embarrassed that I was part of this, that I wanted this. And yet I was having a hard time holding back my own urge to come. I was so fucking turned on

“I am going to cheat on you. And you’re going to help me do it.”

Ellie tilted her head backward and held her breath as short convulsions coursed through her body.  “Oh my god!” she gasped as she lost herself in the moment. 

I focused on the pleasure across her face.

She was still shaking when she pushed her foot back against my cock. 

“Don’t come just yet?” she said. It’s all I could do to relax just enough to follow her command.  

She steadied herself, knowing that she was doing this part for the camera. 

She knelt upright on the couch and let the robe fall to both sides of her naked body. Then she shifted to her hands and unzipped my pants to free my cock. I was rock hard when she placed her lips on the head.  She slowly traced her tongue across the rim for the camera. Her wedding ring sparkled on the hand that grasped my shaft.

“You want me to fuck him, don’t you? You want him to use me?”

The orgasm seemed to well up from the very bottom of my soul.  She strengthened her grip and took all of me back in her mouth.  I knew he would look just as victorious with another man’s cock. 

She made a point of swallowing my come as she looked right into the camera.

I enjoyed the warmth across my body. 

She found a bit of room beside me on the couch and put her head on my shoulder.

“I love you,” she said softly.  And then a few seconds later. “Send it.”