We sat down again for a while and by now my shirt was wide open now exposing my shaved genitals. Fancy a few semi-nude and nude shots, just for your o...n use he said? Why not I thought, I was pretty inebriated by now anyway and was feeling completely uninhibited. So over the next hour or so I posed in various positions totally nude, full frontal, erect penis, rear view, bending right over pulling my bum cheeks apart exposing my man-hole. We finished the shoot and that was that.A couple of weeks. I rushed into the shower and gave myself a good clean mostly around my asshole area. I had so little time to get ready I didn't have time to think about not meeting him. I left my house with a mixture of nervousness and excitement and it hit me right then that I was going to do something that felt so wrong but something that I had wanked over for years, it was finally coming true.I was waiting at a bus stop and I didn't have a clue what he looked like and I didn't know what we were going to do. Thab mem husband ko boli chale jara samunder ka kinare.Pani me thodi dher khelthe.Husband : muje interest nahi.Afi shoe sab khilna muskil hai.Chahiye tho thum jake aao.Thab thak mem udhar coffee shop se chay peeke gadi leke aaunga.Atm se paisa fi nikalna hai.Thum wapas aake idhari bito.Fir muje miss call dena mem aaungaMem : mem akeli kiseHusband : ye oman hai rath bara baje fi ladkiya gumthi kuch nahi higaMem : ok ok jake aajaiWo udke chalegaye.Mem samundar ka kinare me jake sardar ke nasthik. When I turned to her my tongue stuck in mythroat and I could only gape. She was gorgeous and she was talking to me.I floundered for about thirty seconds before I asked her what drink shewanted. Cat, as she liked to be called, was wearing a tight fitting blackdress with a halter neck and lace sleeves that hugged her shapely figureand thrust her breasts forward. Her dark eyes, pale face and black hairemphasised her, almost, gothic look. She replied that she would like aglass of red wine and I.