So, I got to see the married man again. See my last post for our first time together. For some background information, I’m single and he’s in an open relationship. I’m 26 and he’s 46. This time, married man gets to spend the night, while his wife is on a work trip. (Don’t worry about her, she already had a date set up with someone the previous night.) He told me beforehand how he’s never spent the night before, which made me very excited and felt special.
I come home from work Friday evening, eat quick (I know I’m about to burn a lot of energy!), and start to get ready for the married man. I choose a pretty lacy sheer matching black lingerie set and a pair of sheer stockings with lace on the top. I do my makeup nice and pretty, knowing soon it’ll be made a mess. He texts me he’s on his way, and I’m already dripping in anticipation. We’d been texting while I was at work, so he’s been in my head all day building up tension. Knowing how much time we’d have together, really made my mind go crazy.