Almost Caught, Part 3
Thanksgiving diner was very nice, to say the least, although I felt tense. The women were giggling and talking when I dressed and came downstairs and I immediately feared they were talking about me. But I guess it could have been paranoia and tried my best to let it go. With everything that had been going on lately, I was just on edge. If my wife caught us or suspected what was happening, I was fearful what would happen.
There was good conversation all throughout dinner and the night went smoothly, with all four of us sitting in the living room just talking. When it was time for bed, while I was hoping for sex with Roni, she simply kissed me and rolled over. She was asleep before I knew it.
It was another hour before I fell asleep, my cock twitching the whole time. I thought about masturbating, but without Roni's approval, I'd get in trouble.
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My alarm went off at 5:30am, since I'd forgotten to turn it off. I decided to get away from Emmanuelle and Jenteal for the day and got out of bed, showered, and dressed for work. I was able to slip out before anyone else woke.
I didn't have a lot to do at work, just continue work on the end-of-year report. The office was almost completely empty, just a few lonely souls working. I slipped into my office, leaving the door open as usual and started working.
At about 7:00am I received a text from Roni. The women were going to brave the crowds and go out shopping on Black Friday. I was glad I wasn't with them. It was not the day I wanted to be anywhere near a mall. I replied that I hope they had fun and would see them for dinner.
It was just after 10:00am when I received a new text message. This was from an unknown number and I didn't even read it right away. A few minutes later I received two more, from the same number. Intrigued, I opened my iPhone and looked at my text messages, completely shocked at what I found.
The first message was likely from my mother-in-law. I suspected that she got my number from Roni and was using it without Roni knowing. It said "Buenos dias chico hermoso... ready to play?"
I felt my cock twitch alive and begin to get hard. I couldn't believe this woman had such complete control over me that I was getting hard just from a text from her. But I was. I was scared yet eager to see what she was up to now. As I scrolled down to the next text, there was a picture. I clicked on it to blow it up. It appeared to have been taken in a department store changing room. It was a picture of Emmanuelle, who was nearly naked, shot as if from someone kneeling before her, looking up. Her body was incredible. Her pussy was neatly shaven and she was obviously aroused. Her breasts were large, beautifully full, with large, erect nipples. She was holding her breasts, looking down at the camera, between them, her face a mix of desire and domination.
That picture alone drove me absolutely crazy. I quickly fantasized that it was me looking up at her beautiful body, that it was me being commanded to lick her pussy and make her cum all over my face. My hand drifted to my cock and I felt it throbbing in my pants.
I quickly glanced around to make sure no one was nearby. While my office was semi private, there was still a large window to the outside office and the door was wide open. Anyone could wander past and see more or, even worse, come in my office. My desk faced towards the door a bit, so I was hidden more from that angle. I would just have to be careful.
The next picture drove me even closer to the edge. It was a picture from Emmanuelle's point of view now, looking down between her breasts. Jenteal was on her knees, her face buried between Emmanuelle's thighs, her tongue extended, and obviously licking Emmanuelle's pussy while her beautiful eyes looked up into the camera. Her blond hair was behind her shoulders, beautifully framing her face in the picture.
I could see Emmanuelle's juices shining around her lips and mouth. She'd obviously been doing this for a little while.
I swear I almost came just seeing that... just knowing that those two women were staying in my house... just knowing that those two women had dominated me... were dominating me. My hand grabbed my crotch and I wondered if I could masturbate without getting caught.
With one hand I stroked my cock through my jeans, the other holding my phone allowing me to look at the pictures. Suddenly my phone chimed with another text. Emmanuelle asked "How's that? Horny yet? Wish you were here to play with..."
Fuck! I wish I was there, too. I swear I was going to cum in my pants right then and there. Just a few texts got me worked up so badly. My hand stroked my length as best I could and I closed my eyes as much as I could to enjoy the sensation. I prayed no one walked by...
Another chime and another text. "I want to see your cock. Ahora!" It was a command. A command I couldn't really refuse. I sheepishly stood and walked to my door, looking around to see how secluded I was. There was a middle-aged woman on the other side of the big room. I thought that surely I could do this safely.
I ran back to my desk, unfastened my pants and pulled them down a little, pulling out my very erect cock. I glanced again at the door and window before snapping the picture with my phone. Then I quickly redressed, wishing I was able to jack off. I really needed it.
I sent a quick text back to Emmanuelle with the picture. My God, what was I doing? This was my mother-in-law! But God is my witness, she was somehow forcing me to do this.
Two minutes later, there was another text followed quickly by a second and third. The first said "Hermoso! Nice and hard like I like it!" The second was another picture, a close up of what I believed to be Emmanuelle's pussy. She was masturbating with one hand teasing her clit, the other inserting two fingers inside herself. Her pussy was so beautifully pink and wet. Jenteal had obviously taken the picture. I felt my mouth watering with a desire to taste it, a desire to kneel at her feet and lick her again and again.
When I finally reached the third text, I had to stare at it for a long time to believe what it said. "Send me a video of you masturbating at your desk. Make me cum."
I couldn't believe it. This was too much, wasn't it? I mean... should I? Could I? If I got caught, there would be so much hell to pay.
My cock was throbbing with anticipation and desire. It knew that I was going to do it, even if I didn't know it yet. And it wanted to now. Shaking, I unfastened my pants again and pushed them down just past my hips. I wrapped my fingers of my right hand around my shaft and simultaneously grabbed my phone and got ready to record. I started the recording and stroking about the same time, sitting back in my chair. I was so enjoying this, even without the recording. The fear of being caught only added to the intensity of the pleasure.
My hand stroked up and down my shaft, making me harder and harder and more excited by the minute. I was moaning a little before I realized it and then quickly shut off the phone and redressed. My cock was almost too big to be contained and protested madly. The head was so sensitive and I felt precum on the tip as I fastened my pants.
I was breathing hard as I sat and stared at my phone. The last command was still present and I couldn't believe that I'd actually followed it. As I was typing into my phone to send the video in a reply, I heard a knock at my door.
"Hi Vince, got a sec?" Joanne was leaning against my doorframe.
