I accidentally sent my boyfriend's dad a picture of my tits. Bad, I know. But in my defense, they have the same name and I was tipsy. I didn't even realize what I had done until I got a response the next morning. Luckily for me, he wasn't mad at all. In fact, he sent a photo of his own.

I almost spat out my coffee. I wasn't expecting my day to start with a dick pic, especially not from my boyfriend's dad. It was... impressive, to say the least. And seeing as he was into it, I decided to play along.

We talked and flirted during the day, and at night he called me. It felt so wrong, but it was more fun than anything my boyfriend and I ever did. Before I knew it, I was describing my underwear to him and confessing my kinks.

Even if we never touched each other, it felt like I was cheating. I pictured my boyfriend sleeping peacefully in his bed while his dad made me cum just with his voice. I keep telling myself it was just phone sex. It could be worse.

The problem is, what happens when he starts wanting more?