The ping of her I-phone on the black granite work top alerted Rupert to the email from Rex. He broke off from kissing his wife and picked up her phone.
"Well, well well, what have we here? An email from our very own human entertainment system" he smirked. He opened the email and saw there was a film attached. "Interesting..." he said putting the phone back down on the counter and pressing play.
"Come here darling, watch it with me." Rupert said, casually drapping his firm muscular arm over her shoulders and "Let's see what little Mr Inadquate has sent you".
They both leaned over the phone, heads touching. She drank in the manly aroma of Rupert; it was like the pure essence of man she sighed internally. How could she ever leave him inspite of the degrading sex with Rex? (Oh that rhymes she thought. I'm a poet and I don't know it).
The film was slow to start and it wasn't quite clear what it was. Suddenly it came into focus, the screen was filled with a large bottom humping up and down with something quite extraordinary going on...
Rupert and his wife exchanged quizzical glances.
"What does the email say?" she asked.
"Have you heard of pearl clenching?" Rupert read out from the email. "I met Ginsoakedponybitch with Geraldine on their way back from a gymkhana and she mentioned it. I googled it. Let's pearl clench together my dirty little slut. Call me. I need you now."
Rupert roared with laughter. "Dear god. If it didn't turn me on so much watching you with him making him degrade his wife so beautifully, he'd honestly have no use in life. He was always a loser even at prep school."
He slapped his wife's arse harder than was strictly necessary. He handed her the phone. "Tell him that you can't call him because your husband is demanding your attention and I might get suspicious" said Rupert with a wicked grin.
"I'm going upstairs to have a shower. I'll be expecting you."
he added over his shoulder as he strode out of the room. She couldn't help but admire the retreating view and sighed.