I asked quite a bit of this lady from tinder over a multiweek period, and afterwards I asked her to write out everything she felt. Nothing is sexier/kinkier than raw authenticity.
Part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i5m8ec/the_lonely_tinder_wife_mf_part_1
When we texted on Monday, it was the first time we ever actually agreed on a time and place. But I think what I felt the most, is it might have been the first time I got a sense that it might matter to you a little bit, whether I came or not. That maybe you would be disappointed if I didn’t come. You sent me a video of your cock, of you touching yourself, and in the background I could hear you breathing, hear the heaviness of it. That was what turned me on the most, and I played that video over and over, listening to you breathe. That made it feel real. That I could be in the same room with you, that I could hear you breathe, that I could know what you taste like, know what you would feel like, real under my fingertips. And I wasn’t willing to let it go anymore. I wanted to make it real.