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|An Affair To Remember (bi:first time, 1935 words)|
|Author: Boyscout||Added: Feb 25 2014||Views/Reads: 5292/3639 [69%]||Story vote: 9.16 (25 votes)|
|He wanted to experience an affair from his sexless marriage and I was willing to help him with his fantasy.|
The elevator doors opened and I nervously stepped out into the empty hallway. Directly in front of me was a sign with the room numbers posted and I glanced up and saw that room 22137 was to the left. I turned and walked to the left and I tried not to look like I didn't know where I was going or what I was doing. I didn't know if there were any security cameras in the hallway or not but I didn't care. I stood in front of room 22137 and paused for a moment before I knocked lightly on the door. I felt my heart beating rapidly in my chest as I waited for him to answer the door. A few moments later I heard the lock disengage and the door opened slightly. I took one last look around and made sure I wasn't being watched before I pushed the door open just a bit before I stepped inside. The room was dark except for the light coming from the bathroom at the other end of the room. Not a word was spoken but I knew he was there sitting in the dark watching me. This had all already been rehearsed and agreed upon. I waited for a moment to allow my vision to adjust to the dim light before I proceeded to walk towards the bathroom. The faint aroma of used matches still lingered in the air and I noticed that several candles were lit and placed around the room. Once inside the bathroom I closed the door behind me. Onh the counter I saw my outfit for tonight. It was the light blue silk nightie that he had picked out for me a few days ago. I unbuckled my belt and let my pants fall to the floor. I removed my shirt and carefully placed it on the counter as I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my pants. Next I slid my boxers down off my hips and they too fell to the floor. I pulled the nightie up over my head and allowed the silky fabric to slide down my arms and down my body. It was so short that it barely covered my upper thighs. It fit a little snug but it still looked good on me. I saw the white silk panties on the counter and I slide them on as well. I looked at myself in the mirror and I had to admit that I liked what I saw. I had never dressed up like that before so I was understandably nervous as to how I would look but Glen assured me that I would look just fine and he was right. From the neck down I certainly looked like an attractive girl but once you looked up at my face you would see it was all just an illusion. I had met Glen a month ago when I came into his wife's beauty salon for a body wax. He was fixing a light fixture in the waxing room when I came in. He smiled at me and seemed a bit surprised to see a young man getting waxed since most of the clients were women. During our friendly conversation I told him I had been getting waxed for years since I never cared for body hair and hated to shave. He took a look at my smooth shapely legs and told me they looked fantastic. "They look even better than my wife's!" he exclaimed. So imagine my surprise when, a few days later, he contacted me through my cell phone and wanted to take pictures of me. He was a retired professional photographer who needed someone new to take pictures of and he thought of me. "I guess that would be o.k." I said. "Just thought you had some pretty nice legs that maybe I could just take some pictures of them. Like a leg model." he said. I agreed to the photo shoot and we met the following day at the local park for my pictures. He spent a couple of hours just having me pose in every way he could think of. A few days later he showed me his work and I was amazed at how well they came out. "Very professional, Glen. They look like something you would see in a magazine for leg fetishes" I joked. He smiled and gave me my own copies of the photos. Over the next few days we kept in touch through email and text messages. At first I didn't find anything out of the ordinary. He was just a 62 year old man who needed someone new to talk to and it just happened to be a 21 year old.
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