Private Listing E13 | My gay affair is taking over my life

Everyone is over the age of 18

The day after the last story 

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Josie was inconsolable for the rest of the night, but I tried my best with foot massages and anything else I could think of. She’s right. As the father, I need to be available to pick up her calls anytime. Especially since she’s nearing the end of her term now and could pop anytime. I kicked myself all night and didn’t get very much rest. It felt like the alarm rang as soon as I finally fell asleep. 

I got up as quietly as I could, made breakfast for Josie and took mine to go. At the office, I put my head down and waited for the hours to pass. I felt absolutely terrible. 

Bzzz. I lift my head to see what the notification is.

“Hiiii,” Alex says. It put a smile on my face that he thought about me first. 

“Good morning,” I text back. 

“Good morning 🌞. How are you?” 

“I’m really tired. Didn’t get very much sleep,” I text. 

“Hungover? We didn’t drink very much tho.”

“No, it’s not that.” I decide to spare him the truth. It doesn’t concern him anyways. “Just had a bad sleep.”

“That’s too bad. I slept like a log and I thought you might have too after giving me a load on either end of me.”

That last text made me sniffle out of my nose. I placed my head back on my desk until my phone lit up again.

“Last night got me feeling some kind of way.” A photo of him sunbathing in his bed loads. His cock is as hard as it was yesterday. I lift my head, zooming in on my phone and looking at the details of his petite body. 

“So hot.” I text him. The thoughts of last night are webbing away and being replaced by my desire for him again. 

A video appears on my screen. It’s of him jerking his cock lazily in the same position, showing me his sexy lips and sticking his tongue out at me. He knows what turns me on. He knows what will get me going.

It’s working.

“Send me something.”

I aim the camera down on my crotch and make my hard cock bounce. It was hardly noticeable but that’s all I could do in the cubicle. I sent it anyway. 

“Soooo hot.” Another video of him jerking more excitedly appears. “Show me more. Please.” 

Such a good fucking cockslut.

I get up from my seat and go to the bathroom. Locking it behind me, I take out my hard-on and take a picture of him.

“😩😩😩😩😩😩😩 I LOVE your cock so much.”

That encourages me to send him a video of me pulling a string of precum from the tip and then stroking my hard-on for him. He turns me on and I want to return the favour as much as possible. In return, he sends me a video of him licking his lips and then panning the camera down to his dick. 

“Show me you in the mirror.”

“I look gross.” I text back. 

“Please, sir.”

I turn the camera around and film my bottom half for him. My pants are just down enough to pull my cock out. My shirt is untucked from the action and frames my cock at the bottom.

“You are SO sexy. I love your belly.”

“Can you call?” Another text follows

I video-call him, then motion with a finger to my mouth that I can’t talk. I don’t have my earphones today either. Alex nods and props his phone up. Then, he shows his body off for me, sensually touching himself before bending over and giving me a good look at his hole. 

Yes boy…

I show him more of my precum that is seeping out of me and he kneels in front of the camera. From the looks of the rhythm of his hand, it looks like Alex is about to show me something good.

Oh yeah! Alex spurts cum towards the camera and I watched it splatter on his bedsheets while his little abs tightened. He falls onto one hand and blocks the view of him jerking, but the look on his face?

So hot.

I’m going to cum for him too. I turn the camera back towards the mirror, then jerk off rapidly in front of the sink. Alex knows, because he takes his phone and lays back down, showing me his face and zooming in on his sexy lips. 

“MMmh,” I let out one sigh as I unload onto the sink. I watch his tongue wiggle on the screen and I imagine Alex licking up this sink hungrily before I have a chance to rinse it down. 

“Talk to you later,” I mouthed to him before closing the call. I wash up and then head back to my cubicle.

“Oh there he is,” I hear one of my colleagues say. I look up and find her standing with Josie. 

Oh she’s mad. She’s really mad.

“Hey honey…”

“Don’t you honey me!” she shouts, waving a printout at me. “I checked your credit card statement. You were at the movies last night? With who? And then Charlie’s out of town? Who is she???”

“Shhhhhhhh.” I tried to calm her down in a panic. 

Oh it’s over. It’s fucking over.

“WHO IS SHE?!” 

“Let’s talk about this outside, honey,” 

“NO! EVERYONE SHOULD KNOW YOU’RE CHEATING ON YOUR WIFE. YOUR PREGNANT WIFE!”

“Let’s talk about it at home.” I’m shaking. And I want to vomit. Oh god, I’m going to vomit in front of everyone watching. 

“NO!” Josie is hysterically crying, doubling over and holding her stomach. “NO!”

“Honey…” She swats my hand away.

“I don’t need you!” Something is wrong. She doubles over in pain and I don’t think it’s dramatics. Liquid drops from under her maternity dress. 

Oh no.

Not now.

Please God, not now.

And yet it was happening. I freeze, unable to do anything while some of my female colleagues rush to help my wife to a chair. One of them shouts at me, but I can’t make out any of the words.

I’m fucked. I’m royally fucked.

“Brian!” My boss’ voice reaches me. “Get your shit together and bring your wife to the hospital.” 

I snap back into my body and I pick Josie up. She cries and hits me on the chest, but she knows she needs me too. With tears streaming down my eyes, I make my way out the building and get to the car.

“I hate you,” Josie wails. “I hate you!!!” 

I place her in the backseat then get in the front seat. My hands are shaking uncontrollably and I don't know if I can even drive safely at the moment. 

Get it together Brian. You can still save this. Get her to the hospital.

“I HATE YOU!!!” 

GET IT TOGETHER!

“How could you!! How could you do this to us???” Josie wails in pain behind me.

I shut my eyes tight and grip the steering wheel with every piece of strength I have in me.

Get it together, Brian.