I remember she came into my studio one rainy afternoon wearing tight black jeans, sexy black off the shoulder top. I told her to stand in front of the... camera and I started to take photographs stepping back and forth, stepping side to side. Elena would strike a sexy pose and all I could think of whilst looking at her, I want to kiss you.I swept back my long blonde fringe out of my eyes as I lifted up my camera off its stand and took pictures close up off her."So Elena, where are you from?" I had. She keep asking if im ok? i said yes. she seems to be excited about it but hesitating to keep telling other details until she is really convinced im ok with it. so i add on. i told her. make sure she get a fuck buddy that she can trust and not talk about it in town. i told her its hard for her to know the guys true colors till she allow him to get into her pants. she agreed. then she ask me. what if it is someone i know? do i mind? i pretend to be guessing and i ask her. is it Mark? i didnt. He put his head back and moaned 'Don't fucking COME ' I thought I needn't have worried "Enough" he cried and pulled me up from my knees where he promptlystripped me naked in the middle of this lounge which I felt was visible from all over the city centre. The lights were coming up in neighbouring buildings. My underwear on this Saturday evening was not what it had been at theparty, that was my very best clobber, but it was pretty nice, now it was all over the floor. Gary pulled the rest of. Our ravenous urges to devour each other had to be set aside for now. We both have significant others and as I stated before our timing was horrible. 3 weeks of sexting and I’m fantasizing about him licking, sucking and nibbling over every inch of my body was about to finally be fulfilled. We set a date to meet at a dimly lit bar downtown with an out of the way table.As the day of our first meeting nears I get a text from him, it says “ if you meeting goes well should I secure a place for us to.