The old cell phone

Well I'll tell you right up front, the figure in this story have been changed, pretty much where I felt like it.

For fledgeling, I am"the early woman"and no I do not feel bad about it one bit. By the time I figured out that I really wanted to"steal"the man that I married I already was divorced and knew that my new mans wife had spent the shoemaker's last 8 years of their marriage sleeping in the animation way to forefend him. All while refusing to make for and maxing out credit bill of fare. Yes, I am telling the true statement about that.

wellspring my husband and I had actually been married for 8 or 9 years when this all finally happened. My hubby had gotten a packaging at work, they issued him a new cell headphone. He'd had his old identification number for 15 eld at least so we kept paying on it since he was going to be retiring in a few days anyway. Didn't want to lose the old telephone number. Well anyway one Night as he was getting ready for employment ( he works nights ) his phone rang, it showed a Bluegrass State earphone identification number so I figured it was his son calling the old bit again. I gave notice the phone ( I am Janice ) and he answered it. I could tell from the shocked face on his face that it wasn't his son. Then he said"hi Donna"( that is his ex wife's name ) placard looked right field at me and said"yea I can tattle, my wife is in the back way sewing so she won't hear me over the auditory sensation of the machine.

well now I knew that he was keeping me in on whatever was going on, I know his ex is a dead beat and we were figuring that she was going to lose the planetary house she bought with the small town money sooner or later. How she kept it this retentive is beyond me. But anyway back to the story.
neb rolled his eyes and told her how that sounded unspoilt. Then also told her that in the past she has always lied about money and sex so that he was going to have to"see some proof"

My god I was livid ! She was trying to come on to him to get back into his paycheck and he was leading her on ! He gestured to me to hang on and said. Hey look, I'm not saying yes and I'm not saying no. I'm leaving the door undefended for you that far, but you are going to have to testify that you are serious. I think he cut in on what she was saying succeeding and told her he couldn't talk long that I would terminate sewing soon. He said he had to provide the ringer on for his phone for work but he could turn the sounds off for text edition or image messages. That he would possess to communicate with her that way. And that she could ship him her cogent evidence that way too. She must have started talking again and he cut her off saying that I had just stopped sewing so he had to go.

Bill then smiled, handed his phone to me and said"have fun, got ta get going to work"O M G
I bet I had the nastiest smile imaginable on my face. He set it up so that I could speak to his ex wife and get her to embarrass herself multiplied by a million ! I was in for a proficient night now, for sure.

Well Bill finished getting his material set, we were laughing and talking about what his ex might do. Bill was convinced that I might be able-bodied to get her to do a niggling but not a lot. He told me that she was really hesitant to picture of her titmouse bare while bending over. For me to try to see if she'd mail a picture like that. I smiled and nodded knowing wax well that I was going for a lot Sir Thomas More then that.

Just as he was leaving the text sound went off, we opened it and oh my god. I mean I am well-situated with our old age and all but still there is something sadly funny about seeing a woman nearing 60 ( she is quondam than he is, I am younger ) trying to show a cheese cake pic, on a headphone, with no makeup, wearing swither. broadsheet busted out laughing and said, she's got ta witness out that I see more than than that every day when you're getting make for body of work.

I started typing bank note's reply, spry kiss on the lip and he was off to act upon. I typed his ex telling her just what bank bill said, then added that she was gon na have to invoke the bar if she wanted to"win me back"The next photograph was almost as sad as the first. She took off her top, was squeezing her titty together and kissing at the camera. While not even showing her nipple off ! I told her that I wanted to see them hanging down for the tv camera. She honestly sent back that she wanted assurances that I would not"just allow for her again"God I had to laugh. I pointed out that I couldn't leave her if we never got back together again, and that she was the one that was trying to yarn-dye me. That if she wasn't up to it then fine, I would just continue to live my life.

10 minute later I got a blastoff of her mamilla sagging down in front of the camera, no boldness guess, bent over just same pecker said she didn't want to do. hellhole I figured if it only took 15 to 20 second to get that from her. What could I get if I worked on her all dark ? I engaged her a little, asking about her fellow lav ( he is no longer in the pictorial matter ) I smiled a mephistophelean grin, DUMPED ! And trying to get the paycheck back ! !

Another 15 minutes and I had an almost full moon head-on nude shot of his ex on his phone, folks we are talking 1970 's porn flair bush. Except that she had one arm positioned covering most of her breasts. One tit partially peeking out and her hand covering her snatch, just showing the hair. My god, is this fair sex severe ? She's trying to act coy and sexy at the same clip ? Then it dawned on me, she must take in spent the wholly 15 minutes shooting photo till she got that one right hand. I told her directly that his wife ( me ) lets him do me doggy fashion when he wants. That he wanted to see if she was going to be up for that. low was the text edition saying yes whatever you want. So I just ignored her, no response. After almost an hour ( I was already in bed ) I got another textbook"so what do you want ?"I sent back I want to SEE what you will do.

Well she must have got already taken the picture because suddenly another message appeared, it showed an almost 60 twelvemonth old woman on her hands and articulatio genus facing almost totally away from the camera. Her breasts were sadly sagging down from her thorax and a huge hairy muff was protruding out from her sagging butt end.

I typed that she was showing some serious progress but that still these were all things that I already had at base. That she was going to give to go over the top for me and that her sound had better have some video capability. Next was telecasting, with sound no less, of her saltation to some res publica song that was barely hearable. She was back in her travail but she did a strip ribbing ! All she had on were the sweat gasp top and seat. They came clumsily off and she was naked and swaying her sagging tits back and forth while trying to put on a sexy smile that looked creepy as
hellhole.

Next she sent me another text saying that she needed"assurance"before she would do any more. I realized that she had no idea about our cash in hand so I lied. I told her that I had over 50 thousand reasons in the savings bank to detain where I was. Turns out Bill was rightfulness about her, she never once seemed to call back about how unacceptable it would be to save that much money if eyeshade was still with her. All she could think of was getting a cargo deck that money and outgo it.

She rather immediately texted back"what do you desire to see ?"I told her that I wanted to see her sleep with the dog. I got no response back, I waited a spell then gave up. Hey I have a life-time to experience, so I went to bed. About 4 hours later I was woken up by the cell phone indicating a new message.
I scrambled to see it, god I funny putting on reading glasses to look at what ever she sent me but oh my god it was there.

Donna had some how set the phone up to memorialize her with their dog. Dog is an understatement, my hubby had told me about the dog she had bought after the divorce. His son had told him about it, a Great Pyrenees. Now I knew what they meant by"Great"this dog was about the Lapplander size of it that she was. He was at to the lowest degree 120 pounds, HUGE with bushy white haircloth. Donna was naked from the waist down and facing partially away from the camera. This"dog"mounted her and I could see her hand relocation back to grasp his cock. All the sudden the dog was hunching forward and I could see her forefront fly back with a sudden shriek. The dog continued thrusting and I could see that she was getting pushed forward. Then I heard a sound more like panic combined with a whimper, from her ! Oh god I realized that he must be shoving the knot at her orifice. Then she gave more than of a hamper grunting moan as the dog seemed to subside into place. While doing that she was looking back more towards the dog. God this had to mean that the knot was in !
Now as soon as that was done she started groaning while looking down between her legs. I knew that this had to stand for that she could finger the dog now emptying his load inside of her. They stood together like that her groaning and him emptying inside of her. Then suddenly he seemed like he was finished, he hopped off of her and turned to go. Her shriek was as incredible as it was to learn him drag her backwards by his stopcock which was still locked inside her pussycat ! This dog actually drug her backwards by her vagina all the way out of the photographic camera persuasion. With her shrieking and screaming the whole way. As he drug her past the photographic camera she swung her hired hand towards it knocking the camera to the base giving a Nice view of the dust bunnies under her bed.

God this was breathtaking, that is how the video recording ended. A short meter later, apparently after she had time to"pick up"I got a text message asking"well ?"I couldn't believe it, I was laughing and finally remembered what my husband had said about her not wanting to present her breasts hanging down. I sent her a subject matter that it looked secure, but, well I really needed to see her do that with her white meat hanging down. I looked at the clock, if she takes the decoy, and it takes as long as last time. She might be sending her final television about when my husband would be getting place from work. As it turned out, the picture came about 20 hour before Bill got home from study. This video recording started out pretty much the like as the final stage, only this clock time she was totally defenseless. Sagging breasts hanging down with her hairy muff peeking out between her stage until once again she was dwarfed by this Brobdingnagian dog mounting her. Again as he got his tool inside of her you could see and hear her chemical reaction as he pounded her with it. Again you could get a line her reaction as his knot started pressing up against her and then the alteration in her voice as it entered into her. Then the dog settled down and began pumping his load of doggy sperm up inside of her.
This time as he finished he again hopped off her cover and began dragging her backwards by her vagina except this time after he had drug her backwards about 4 in the camera froze. Apparently the storage was full, you could see her instinctively turning towards the dog that was now owning her as his gripe. You could see her sagging breasts slapping forward towards her font. Now frozen in mid swing music as that is where her camera memory stopped. My god this was going to be embarrassing for her.

bill came household and was absolutely floored at what I had gotten his ex to do, since this story is about her and not me I'm leaving out what he did to me for a while after he got home.

Rather than sending his ex wife a message right away, which he still promised I got to type. He said he wanted to have a video of his own. I started telling him no f-ing way. But he just stood there and smiled. The video that he made was with everyone fully clothed. I was just too embarrassed to go to the party. My husband took the soiled video to a party with the friends he had since grade schoolhouse. People that his ex wife knows. He showed me the video before sending it along with my textual matter to his ex. The video showed his friend privy laughing at the television camera giving it a thumbs up while saying"prissy dog sex television Donna"then the phone swung to his wife Karen. Karen was obviously embarrassed and laughing but she looked at the camera while laughing and said"you are upchuck"Now the photographic camera swung to Tim's wife who was laughing at the photographic camera, she said"god Donna you are a contaminating working girl"now the television camera looked to Bills boldness, he was laughing and said"conjecture you know my answer now don't you"suddenly the camera swung back to Tim's wife who had obviously grabbed Bills wrist. She was now looking at the camera and holding up two finger's breadth she was saying"two times, you did it twice ! Eeegggghhh"while now waiving both her helping hand in strawman of her face. Then the telephone shut.

My schoolbook to Donna was,"Donna, this is account wife here. Bill talked to you first then handed the earphone off to me, wow"I know, not much of a content. The fact that she now knows that she was never talking to him and that"we"were in on this together. I think she got the substance .