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he heard that: “I feel you, brother.”
    Slowly, the two of them tip-toed into the living room and David opened the bedroom door with a soft ‘click.’ The door swung open – bathing the bedroom in light.
    Just like for the past month and a half, Cassie lay there – fast asleep. The covers were up to her neck, and her face was a serene mask. The only sounds in the room were her soft breathing and the tinny sound of the hypnosis tapes playing through her headphones.
    Brandon stood in the doorway, and peered inside.
    “ Damn ,” he murmured.
    And then the big black man turned to David.
    “Well, what happens next. You gonna show me she’s naked under there, or what?”
    David’s stomach knotted. Was he really about to do this?
    But Brandon’s insistent staring was difficult to say ‘no’ to. And for all of his reticence, David had to admit he was kind of proud to show off his beautiful wife.
    “Sssssh,” David hissed.
    And then slowly – tip-toeing across the carpet – he crept to the side of the bed and looked down at his sleeping wife.
    Just as before, she was utterly still; only the soft rise and fall of the comforter across her chest revealing that she was breathing at all.
    David looked over his shoulder, to where Brandon was silhouetted in the doorway. The big black man grinned at him, and David smiled back; swept away in the moment.
    And then he turned to look down at his sleeping wife.
    Fingers trembling, he pinched the corner of the covers between thumb and forefinger and peeled them back.
    Inch my inch, his beautiful wife’s body was revealed. Her slender neck, and pale shoulders. Then her breathtaking, round breasts. Then that soft, womanly tummy, and finally her gorgeous hips and thighs.
    David stared down at his wife’s nakedness, and his felt his pants get tighter as blood rushed to his swelling cock.
    Click !
    A bright flash of light illuminated the room.
    David span around, still holding the covers up. Brandon had taken a step into the bedroom and, to David’s horror, was holding up his phone.
    Click! Another bright flash of light.
    He was taking pictures!
    “What the fuck ?” David hissed, letting the covers fall across Cassie’s sleeping torso. He pushed both hands into Brandon’s massive chest and shoved the bigger man out of the bedroom – two more camera flashes blinding him as he did so.
    “What the fuck ?” David repeated, as Brandon staggered back into the living room. Clicking the door shut behind him, he allowed his voice to raise. “What the hell , man?”
    “Oh, relax,” Brandon rolled his eyes. “I was just snapping a few shots. For the old ‘spank bank’, you dig? Man, your wife has some beautiful titties.”
    “Give me your camera,” David grabbed for the phone. “Delete those!”
    “Hey, easy there pipsqueak,” Brandon held his camera above his head – a foot higher than David could jump and reach for. “Don’t do anything I’ll need to kick your ass over.”
    “I said you could look at her,” David snapped. “Not take pictures of her.”
    “Chill out, man,” Brandon pushed David back; gently, but forcefully. “I’m gonna go home and rub one out to your wife’s hot bod, and then I’ll delete them. I promise.”
    “Y-you promise ?”
    “Cross my heart, man!” Brandon laughed. “Now let me finish my beer. I think my taxi’s here.”
    And indeed it was – there was the ‘parp!’ of the horn outside the window.
    Brandon gave David a slap on the shoulder and winked at him.
    “Hey, thanks for that, buddy,” the big, black man joked, pulling on his jacket. “I’m gonna enjoy those tonight. Now look me up on Monday and we’ll get your boss’ firewall sorted out.” He made a gun gesture with his finger and went ‘pow’ with it. “A deal’s a deal, right chief?”
    And then the front door clumped shut and David was left standing in his living room; not quite sure what had just happened.
    Had he just let a virtual stranger – a workmate