Chiemi’s body fell onto the bed with a heavy thud. She was exhausted from work - Fridays after a payday are always the worst. Filled with middle-aged men, exhausted from their work, drinking loudly and being boisterous. Her limbs were tired from the multiple trips from tables to the kitchen, busing beers and whatever dishes these men stuffed into their faces.

There was one thought that kept her going - her upcoming trip overseas with her boyfriend. Though physically she was only walking within the restaurant, mentally she was touring the streets of Italy, looking for the perfect pizza shop. Or strolling down a busy night market in Thailand.

Last week Chiemi and her boyfriend had finally decided to take the trip, and both of them put in for days off at their respective jobs. The next step was to decide the destination. Both of them had ideas but neither could narrow it down to one locale in particular. As such they made a file, shared to the cloud, where they could post ideas on potential destinations. Today Chiemi had been so busy at work that she hadn’t had the time to touch her phone let alone look at the file, but she had dreamed up a few new possible destinations, and wondered if her boyfriend had added to the file in the past day.

With Chiemi’s phone battery near death, she plugged it in, tossed it aside, and picked up her laptop, opening it up as she lay on her side on the bed. She navigated to their cloud storage folder, and found the file they’d created.

But…there was something else.

The trip file was only the second newest file. The first newest was what looked like a video. In the thumbnail she could see a woman giving a blowjob…so, some kind of porn video. That wasn’t relevant to what Chiemi was focused on, so she almost ignored it as she slid her finger across the trackpad to select the trip file.

…Almost ignored it.

Chiemi couldn’t quite figure out why, but something about this bothered her. Do men save porn videos? To a shared cloud, no less? Why would her boyfriend save this? To her knowledge he didn’t watch all that much porn. Actually, lately their sex life had become somewhat stale. Chiemi was hoping that the overseas trip would help breathe some new life into it. Exotic, romantic locations, a hotel room all to themselves. Maybe this was a video that her boyfriend wanted Chiemi to watch. Like - hey, this is the kind of blowjob I want you to give me.

Chiemi very nearly talked herself into ignoring the video. But her curiosity got the best of her, as she moved the mouse away from the trip file and over the video. With her heart pounding in her chest, she tapped on the video icon.

Almost instantly, Chiemi felt sick to her stomach. The woman was someone she’d never seen before. However the cock she was sucking was one that Chiemi was very familiar with - it was that of her boyfriend’s. She knew it the second she saw it, and as if to confirm, his familiar voice moaning out “Oh, that feels so good” confirmed it. Horrified, Chiemi immediately clicked back.

Calm down, Chiemi thought to herself. That could be an old video, an ex-girlfriend. But even if that were the case…why would he still have it? Why was it uploaded recently?

Chiemi didn’t need to spend time asking questions. The answers were before her. She was terrified of what truths those answers held, but now her fingers moved on their own, seeking clarity. She right-clicked on the file and selected properties, and a new window popped up.

The timestamp on the video was two days ago. 8:34 PM.

Two days ago…Chiemi quickly picked up her phone. Two days ago…sure enough, wasn’t that when… She opened up her messaging app and quickly scrolled up. Two days ago…

6:18 PM Chiemi: Hey, finished work already? What’cha doing?

6:29 PM Taro: Yeah, just finished. Gonna go out with some coworkers for drinks tonight.

6:36 PM Chiemi: I see. Don’t drink too much and don’t stay out too late!

6:47 PM Taro: It’s fine.

8:55 PM Chiemi: Have you thought of any new trip destinations? I know we mentioned Bali, but maybe we can cross that one off the list…

11:32 PM Taro: Bali? Yeah sure, I wasn’t too excited for that either.

…A five-hour gap in which he didn’t reply to her. Plenty of time to…

The letters 8:55 PM seemed to glow at her. Chiemi looked at the computer screen - video timestamp was 8:34 PM. Almost as if driven by instinct at this point, Chiemi reopened the video, and fast-forwarded to the 21-minute mark.

By this point, the woman had stopped sucking his cock, and was now laying on her back on the bed. The man was rubbing his cock up and down her pussy folds, teasing her slightly, before slightly pushing the head of his cock inside of her. The woman gasped at the penetration, her eyes clouded over, her mouth slightly open. The man also let out a slight moan as he gently pushed deeper inside of her.

buzz buzzbuzzbuzz buzz

And there it was. The final nail in the coffin. Chiemi’s boyfriend had set a unique vibration pattern for her, and now she heard that vibration, very clearly, as if vibrating against the fingers holding the phone taking the video.

Chiemi’s heart sank. Her boyfriend was cheating on her. And taking videos of it. Was this something he was into? He never asked her to take a video. …Why not?

With more than enough proof, there was no need to keep watching. She could have stopped the video, sent a very angry text to her boyfriend, and then started the process of moving on with her life. She could have. But just as her fingers moved on their own before, this time they failed to move. Chiemi’s eyes remained fixed on the screen.

The woman had a slender frame, with dirty blonde-dyed hair. Her somewhat petite breasts swayed slightly as her boyfriend pumped inside of her with his cock. Her face scrunched up as she moaned, seemingly in rhythm with the thrusts.

Is this what he likes? Chiemi couldn’t help but to wonder.

In some ways this was the opposite of Chiemi. Chiemi’s hair was also dyed, but a darker more auburn shade. Chiemi was more full-figured - a thick body, and firm, C-cup breasts that often got the attention of drunk customers at work. She was always aware of how they bounced during sex, but didn’t know if that was appealing to men or not.

Chiemi was transfixed on the woman in the video, wondering what this woman was doing that she did not. As she watched, Chiemi felt a familiar stirring between her legs.

Am I getting turned on? Why?

Chiemi reached down, slipping her hand under her panties, and letting her fingers touch her own pussy. She was a little surprised when she touched the wetness.

…Why?

In the video, her boyfriend was now thrusting even harder into the woman. In turn the woman’s moans matched, in between whispers of “it feels good.” Chiemi watched as her boyfriend’s cock slid into the woman repeatedly, each thrust sending new waves of pleasure throughout her body. Chiemi’s pussy seemed to respond in turn, wanting to feel the same.

But it wasn’t just that. A different part of Chiemi felt jealous of this woman. This woman, who was worthy of being filmed, and having someone watch this and get excited. Surely her boyfriend had saved this video so he could watch it and pleasure himself to it later. Even Chiemi found that she hadn’t pulled her hand back, instead was now lightly circling her wet clit with her fingers.

Am I not worthy of being filmed like this too? If people watch me…won’t they get excited too?

With her free hand Chiemi took her phone and opened up her internet browser. Within dozens of tabs - potential trip locations, dresses she wanted to buy, and random other pages, she navigated to a certain one. …Chiemi had her secrets too. With their sex life having slowed down recently, Chiemi had to take care of herself quite frequently. At first she used her imagination, but finding herself running out of ideas fast, she turned to porn. That too began normal, until one day she stumbled across a certain genre - big black cock. The page she opened was that of a BBC porn video she’d looked at just last night.

She opened the video again. She watched as the actress took the black cock into her mouth - she could only fit less than half - and worked it. Chiemi marveled at not being able to fit all of a cock inside of her mouth. She then watched as the actress laid down and took the black cock inside of her. The actor slid inside of his partner slowly and gently. Chiemi looked at her face, contorting in pleasure as the cock went deep inside of her. Chiemi’s pussy now throbbed, wondering, almost begging to experience the same sensation. Chiemi’s middle finger had been vigorously rubbing her clit, but now it went down and slid inside of her. Chiemi gasped slightly at the penetration. She imagined what she might look like on a video screen, someone watching this, stroking their hard cock or wet pussy as they watched her contort in pleasure.

Chiemi pushed her finger deeper inside of her, but it wasn’t enough. It never was, and especially not now.

Navigating the best she could with her left hand, Chiemi opened a different app. To prepare for their overseas trip she’d downloaded some language-learning apps. Lately she’d made contact with a black guy. Though at the time she was conscious of BBC, her intentions had been mostly pure, just wanting to brush up on English. Those intentions now though had changed completely.