[MF] – Boudoir photo shoot or what happened next Saturday

I was a bit shocked that my last post got any attention at all and I had a few requests to write about what happened next so here you go. Apologies in advance for any poor spelling or typos but I really did rush this one out.  

Here’s the TLDR of the first post though: I’m a photographer that agreed to take some photos of my ex-wife’s single Mom friend Rebecca and her son. After the kid went to bed we got a bit frisky and ended up having an amazing night. Rebecca is gorgeous, 

Link the first part [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9w31g2/mf_story_with_a_long_build_up_of_a_recent/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9w31g2/mf_story_with_a_long_build_up_of_a_recent/)

I had a great night with Rebecca but had to leave before her son woke up, which is just part of the life of single parents. When I got home I took out my laptop and had a really good look at the photos I’d taken of her. As I suspected when it got steamy my ability to “focus” went out the window so most of the shots were crap but I did manage to pull out a few that were worth editing. 

[MF] Story with a long build up of a recent adventure I had with my ex-wife’s friend

This happened a few weeks ago and was lots of fun so I thought I’d share. I split up with my wife of 10 years earlier this year and I’ve had a few adventures since then but this was one of the first. A bit of background about me. I just turned 40 but nobody believes me when I tell them that, mostly for two reasons. First my wife (now ex) was younger than me and stunningly beautiful. Second I’ve got a face that is hard to age. When I was younger this was a curse as I was constantly called babyface but now that I’m older I’m happy to have people think I look 10 years younger than I am. So here goes, hope you like it.

I was alone in my new apartment one evening when my phone beeps with a text message. It’s Rebecca, a friend of my ex wife’s. 

*Hey Brendon, hope you don’t mind me messaging you but I was wondering if I could ask a favour?*

I never had much to do with her and I can’t even remember why she has my number or why I’ve got hers but whatever. I reply: