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Robert flicked his finger across the screen, flipping through the pictures. He had taken them last Saturday, when Kyle had come over for the entire day. He and Angie had sex five times that day, and he came in her each time. The photos showed Robert a side of his wife that he hadn’t seen in a long time. Earlier in their relationship, their love life had been steamy and strong. Sex had become more infrequent over the years, however, and after many unsuccessful months of trying for a baby it became a chore.

But the Angie that writhed and posed on the screen in his hands was the kinky girl he lusted after all those years ago. Ever since Kyle had started coming over, she started wearing makeup again. Her wardrobe had grown in the past weeks as well, all scandalously high heels and slender dresses that showed off her trim body and pert breasts. She wore them just long enough for Robert and Kyle to see them before Kyle stripped them all off of her. The pictures themselves were evidence of her swelling sexuality - Robert never would have thought that Angie would let him take naked photos of her. But when Kyle had said he wanted them, she told Robert to fetch the camera right away.

Nothing had ever confused or confounded Robert like this did. He loved Angie, and he yearned to give her the baby that she wanted so dearly, even if he couldn’t get her pregnant himself. He couldn’t deny that Angie enjoyed this, nor could he deny that he loved Angie’s new sexy, assertive awakening. But watching his best friend fuck his wife was both the hardest thing in the world, and the most erotic.

Whatcha got there, Bobby?”

Jesus!” Robert jumped in his chair, almost dropping the phone. He hadn’t noticed Kyle come back from lunch.

Kyle laughed as he dropped into the chair at his desk opposite Robert’s. “Sorry, man. You shouldn’t be looking at those at work, dude,” he said, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “Not that I can blame you.”

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