Nick was home alone when he got the text. He had been thinking about Claire a lot lately after their fuck buddy status had spiralled into a full blown affair. She loved her fiancΓ©e but he couldn't give her the sex she craved and so they had a cuckold relationship. He loved his girlfriend but again - the kinky dark sex he craved was completely missing. They had found each other by accident, had a few hot encounters and now regularly met for the sex they both craved.
Nick was six foot tall, short dark hair and broad shoulders. He worked locally and often nipped home on his breaks to bend her over the sofa when they were both free. Claire was petite at five foot and had the biggest tits Nick had seen in person ever. At 40f they were more than a handful and looked amazing in the corsets she wore for him. During their last session those tits had exploded out of the top of the corset as he had rammed into her and capturing that on camera was one of his fantasies.
It was his day off and he had been amusing himself (kind of) with cleaning and catching up on some paperwork. His phone buzzed and picking it up he spotted her name instantly and felt his pulse quicken. She wanted him to meet her at the boutique place nearby that her friend owned. He dumped his stuff, had a quick wash and set off round to the shop.
Walking up he saw the door was locked and a sign in the window saying that the owner had gone for lunch and would be back in an hour. Confused, he texted her and waited - before a reply came to his phone, Claire came to the door and opened it beckoning him inside. He stumbled in and gasped. She had her hair done up and the dress on. And it was THE dress. She looked radiant in a white lace dress that was ribbed to support her incredible tits giving her the most amazing cleavage. She smiled up at him; that mischievous smile that meant she had something particularly naughty in mind. She leant back against the counter and slowly slid the front of the dress up exposing the fact that she wasn't wearing and panties.