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So, we agreed to it. I knew it was going to happen. She told me he was coming over, and I just... went into another room. I tried to focus on some work, but you can't really ignore the sounds from your own living room, you know? The laughter, the music she put on, the... other noises. After a while, it got quiet. Then she called my name. She sounded... happy. Excited. I went into the bedroom and she was just sitting on the edge of the bed, smiling at me. The other guy was already getting dressed. She looked at me and said, "Get your phone." Just like that. No 'please,' no 'honey.' Just an instruction. So I took out my phone. She got down on her knees right there. She stuck her tongue out, and it was covered... just covered in his cum. It was shiny and thick all over her tongue and lips. Then she used one hand to pull up her top, showing me her tits. And she told me to take pictures. So I did. I started snapping photos like she asked. She'd tilt her head a little, make sure the mess on her face was clear in the shot. She wanted a record of it, I guess. She looked cute, actually. I just stood there, taking pictures of my wife with another man's cum on her face while she exposed herself for me, or for the camera. And I did it because she told me to. I was her good little photographer. And then she went to take a shower, and I stood there looking at the pictures on my phone in our empty bedroom.