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I looked but couldn't find any threads similar to this topic, so hopefully it's ok to create a new one!

I was wondering if anyone has any experience with sending or receiving accidental text messages/pictures? This could also include times where you've intentionally sent a message but tried to make it look like an accident, as is the case with my story.

Sometime ago my husband and I were catching up with an old work friend Hamish. We had been quite close years ago, drifted apart, and then had coincidentally run into each other and made plans to catch up for dinner. We went out for dinner and drinks, and ended up getting quite pissed and talking for hours. We'd been a few years younger when we'd last seen each other and were reminiscing on stupid things we'd all done, and our equally stupid mutual friends.

I can't remember how exactly this came up, but Hamish started talking about 'gloryholes' and we were all laughing and joking about that. And that's when my husband shared that we'd kind of made an improv gloryhole at home one time, just a fun little fantasy roleplay. As I said, we were all quite pissed, so despite how embarrassing it was to share this with Hamish, it was also pretty exciting. I've never been attracted to him, and I don't believe he's attracted to me, but on hearing this he immediately lit up and wanted to know more information.

In honesty the fantasy was around my husband inviting people we knew around to use me through the gloryhole, with me never knowing who had been on the other side, but we didn't confess that to Hamish. Instead we kind of teased some of the details, just enough to keep it interesting, both enjoying his surprise and interest.

My husband also admitted that we had pictures of the night, and Hamish zeroed in on that, asking playfully to see them a few times. Eventually the conversation moved on, and I decided to call it a night early and took a cab, leaving them both.

On the way home I had a burst of drunken, horny inspiration and started messaging my husband. He ended up stepping outside to take a call, and we both decided that he'd let me know when he was leaving, and I'd 'accidentally' message Hamish instead of him.

I'd only been home about half an hour, enough time to get the photo from our computer to my phone, when my husband let me know he'd left the bar.

So I pulled up Hamish in my phone and sent three quick messages.

"Are you on your way back?"
"Have to admit I was kind of tempted to show him the photo. Could you imagine his face if I showed him this?"

And then I sent the photo.

I sat and waited for a few minutes, giving him time to see and potentially save the photo before opening my phone and seeing his replies, pretending to be mortified, deleting the photo and apologising and making him promise not to tell anyone (doubtful).

It's always such a rush knowing there's someone you know well out there who has not only seen you exposed, but potentially has photos that they can look at any time they want