Annie listened to the sounds of her husband as he moved around the upstairs of the house. She heard him use the bathroom, then the sounds of him as he finally got into bed. She left it five minutes, knowing he would soon be fast asleep, then she moved into the small study they had next to their lounge, and where they kept their computer. It was soon on and she quickly started to check her emails.
She smiled as she read one from a friend she knew from one of the adult sites she used without her husband’s knowledge. She was members on a number of these sites, she always told herself she shouldn’t, but her boredom soon overtook her. And besides, she reasoned that as long as it was just fantasy and friendly flirting online, what harm could it do.
She read the email through twice, the suggestive nature of it turning her on, and she could feel a tingle in her pussy. She knew she would never meet this man, but she so enjoyed exchanging messages with him, and she loved looking at the pictures of himself he had sent her. He often asked her for a more daring picture of herself than the normal holiday snaps she had given him, but she felt too embarrassed to do something more daring.
She gave him a short reply, promising to talk online again with him next week sometime, and how she would dream of him in bed tonight, and then she moved back to her emails to see if she had any others that may interest her before bed.
As she scanned down the list of emails, one stood out to her, with its title “Your diary”. As soon as she saw the words she panicked, and without even opening it, rushed to find her bag. She desperately searched through it, but she already knew, knew that she had left it at the cafe earlier.
With trepidation she returned to the computer, and opened up the email to read it.
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