Years ago, I volunteered in a primary school in Eastern Europe. During my time there I made a bunch of friends (mostly people I worked with and a majority of them were much older than me).
(About me: I’m 19 when this story takes place, 6ft tall with an okayish build, the kind that looks normal but you can tell they workout)
Fast forward my 2 months as a volunteer, I’m back home in my country and was occasionally keeping in touch with my friends. One of them, Magda (the only cliched Eatsern European name I could think of), was 39, married with a kid and had short blonde hair with c cup tits and an avg ass. Magda and I started texting almost on a daily, mostly exchanging pleasantries and updates on what was happening in our life.
One night, I was just telling her about how I finished a very intense workout and she took a keen interest in what the workout was. A couple of details later, she says how she would like to see the effect these workouts were having on me, so without thinking too much, I send her a picture without a shirt on with the message “your turn”. I don’t hear back from her for a couple of hours and I was wondering if I over did it but turns out, I had a topless picture of her soon.