This happened a few weeks ago.
I have taken two creative liberties, here. The first, as always, is to change names for anonymity. The second, is that there was a piece of information that I didn’t have when all this was happening; the story is a bit hotter *with* that information, so I’m revealing it right at the start of the action (which is at the xxxxxx line) rather than surprising you with it at the end. Hope that’s the best way to tell the story.
Introductions, first:
I’m Dan – since I became single, I’ve been doing a load of exercise, so along with my broad shoulders (which are my favourite feature), I’ve also managed to give myself a six-pack… as long as I’m standing in a particular light, at a particular angle. My cock is average length, but a bit girthier and cut.
Emily is a girl I used to have a crush on, but I grew out of it. She looks like a pre-transition Elliot Page; watching Inception was disconcerting, they’re so similar. About 5’2″, long black/dark brown hair, slender build (maybe toned?), pale skin but rosy cheeks and lips. I would guess C-cups; she is very much an English Rose in appearance. She’s in her mid-forties, to my mid thirties. On this occasion she was wearing a tight red jumper and skinny jeans, which showed off her body nicely.