Stacey still couldn't believe she was doing this. That thought kept racing through her mind as she drove up and into the mountains, towards a certain cabin for a very special shoot.
She was s photographer, a very professional one, and also married, which is why she was still questioning taking on this job.
She'd met Jeff a few days earlier. He was dark-haired and handsome and while he'd been chatting about his private project he had also flirted quite a bit and she couldn't help but smile at the thought and the compliments. It had been a while since she'd heard words like that.
Finally she arrived and walked up to the door, carrying her equipment. She'd worn a light, flowery dress on her voluptuous body and finally, after a trepidatious moment, knocked on the door.
Again Jeff was quite charming, complimenting her on her dress, her hair, thanking her for agreeing to do what he knew was an unusual project.
She followed him out of the cabin and into a small clearing/backyard where there was a nice garden and lawn surrounded by several large trees. A blanket had been set out and the shoot began.
Jeff began to slowly undress as Stacey took pictures. He'd confided in being a bit of an exhibitionist and wanted some professional shots done for a certain website he was on and he had made quite the lucrative offer too.
And so here she was, taking picture after picture of this handsome man as he undressed, showing more of his muscular body, all the while looking at her with an attentiveness she hadn't received in years.
He was down to his boxers when she started reaching back and wincing a bit. He noticed this too. She confided that her back had been bothering her lately and after a few denials Jeff had her sitting down on the blanket for an inprompto massage.
He had good hands too, she had to admit, and as they moved up and down her back she couldn't help but feel aroused at his firm touch.
He was bold and she had no illusions about innocence on his part and as his hands worked the tension out of her back she found that everything outside this moment was starting to fade.
He had moved closer too. She could almost feel him up against her, rubbing her shoulders, his breath on her neck, then his lips, a soft moan escaping her own, then another as his hands slide down her front, feeling and massaging her breasts.
Everything but this moment was gone as she leaned back against him, moaning again as she felt him tease her nipples and kiss her neck more and more, turning her head to kiss his lips passionately.
He lifted the dress up and off of her and now she was out in the wild wearing just her pink bra and panties.
She turned around and smiled wickedly as she pushed him back. Kissing down his body and pulling his boxers down to reveal a very hard and thick cock.