As I waited for him I wondered if he would come over. We had met up and texted and phoned each other going over and over us getting together. I was wearing my red bra which covered up my E bust, matching panties and hold-up stockings. My robe covered all for now. Finally I saw the car, and he came toward the door, looking a bit nervous.
I drew him into the room I had prepared, all warm and welcoming. My husband was hidden away and linked by camera to what was going on. This almost innocent man had decided that he needed a more experienced woman to teach him what he had been missing. He had chosen me to teach him. I had a lot planned. I kissed Chris, and as he responded to me, I felt his disbelief and nervousness evaporate. His hands started to explore my body and he kissed me harder. I stepped back and he eased the robe off my shoulders and it puddled on the floor behind me. He looked at my body for the first time, almost in awe. I whispered that i needed to see what I was dealing with and began to unbutton his shirt. I caressed his back, his chest and I reached lower until I encountered his belt buckle. With a naughty smile I raised one eyebrow and he rushed to unbuckle his trousers so I could reach in, and found a rock hard and very pleasing cock. If I had to describe it, I would say it was big enough to satisfy, but not big enough to hurt. Grasping it gently I felt him tense, and then he undid my bra and began to play with my breasts. He kicked off his trousers and disposed of his underwear as I began to wank him slowly.