Bridget lay below him dying for him to shove inside of her, all her guilty feelings about cheating flying out the gabled windows of his flat. It had taken what seemed like forever to get here on this mattress. First meeting online and corresponding through sexy emails, then talking on the phone and finally meeting in the flesh. And what flesh it was. She hadn't seen such a beautiful man in many years. Not since her dating marathon at 24 when she sampled a variety of men ten years prior. But even the models on that list didn't compare now to Luke. He was hard and chiseled with a mysterious face and luminous eyes. If she'd thought she wouldn't be able to go through with this she was dead wrong.
Literally years had gone by since she had felt a man inside of her. Somewhat happily married is how she saw herself. Her husband was a wonderful man, a fabulous father and a delicious lover, but he hadn't been intimate with her in so many months she'd lost track. She loved him deeply but the passion was all but dead.
Now she lay bound to the four poster bed by silk scarves she had provided for him and her pussy wept onto the sheets in anxious anticipation. It had started innocently enough... well not really innocently but she liked to think of it that way. After exchanging photos online they decided to do a session in person for "artistic reasons".
Afraid to be naked in front of another man, Bridget had worn sexy underwear hoping maybe she could stop at that level. The corset she wore was handmade years ago and a gift from a previous lover. Black and embroidered with red swirling flowers, it cinched her waist to the size of a young girls and pushed up her large breasts to a most sexy position. After a few shots though Luke came up to rearrange her pose and his hand brushed her already excited nipples. With just that light touch her panties were a goner. She partly hoped he didn't notice but on the other hand she prayed he did. She wanted him on top of her so badly that it was an ache in her belly, a hot ache that spread down to her clit which was currently swollen and moist and being delicately licked by Luke's amorous tongue.
He had indeed noticed her sharp intake of breath and that was all the go ahead he needed to slowly undo her corset and touch her more. First her nipples and then moving slowly down her torso until he found her hot and wet and more than ready for the probing hand he gently rubbed her with. He put his finger inside of her and listened to her gasp and felt her legs go weak. With all thought of photography gone he picked Bridget up and put her on his bed. When she didn't protest he took the scarves she'd supplied for the pictures and tightly tied her down.