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What do you think of when you hear the word ‘mistress’?

For me, it had two connotations:

1. In an S&M context, the Mistress would be a dominatrix; and
2. In an affair context, a mistress could be someone who was single and maybe looking for a no-strings attached relationship or maybe something longer term?

But what actually transpired in my case was something different.

I was looking for some amateur models for my stockings and heels themed web site and for some reason chose to advertise on a free adverts web site (not one I’d seen or heard of before either). Knowing I’d be visiting a client in a certain part of the UK, I made the advert specific to seeking a model in that area. I had a few responses but the one that particularly caught my eye was the one Angela sent me asking for more details of my specific requirements. I e-mailed her back and Angela sent me two photos of herself from holiday. They weren’t ‘glamour’ photos or anything: just one in the hotel swimming pool and one from the beach, fully-clothed. But there was something in those photos and her e-mail that made her the best fit for the site, I thought.

Angela wasn’t keen on coming to my hotel, so we made an arrangement for us to meet at her house with her friends nearby to keep an eye on things. After some last-minute jitters that almost saw her cancelling, the day arrived and I went to meet her with my cameras. As Angela opened her door, I was instantly pleased with my choice of model as I felt an attraction towards her; more than just a casual “phwoar!” We had a cup of coffee and a chat and then she went to change into some lingerie for the photoshoot.

When she came back out of her bedroom, she was wearing a dressing gown over stockings, lingerie and high-heeled strappy sandals. I fell in lust instantly! Managing to maintain my composure and despite an erection trying to force its way through my jeans, I took a whole load of photos and video with Angela in various stages of undress (including fully dressed!) before heading away towards my hotel after promising I’d use her again for the site. Angela was a natural, almost knowing what I was looking for and being incredibly patient whilst I got her posing in all sorts of stances and positions around her house. She had apparently done some modelling work 20 years or so beforehand, but it could well have been yesterday with her poise and elegance.

Later at my hotel room, I received a text message from her asking if there would be any possibility of doing some more photos at my hotel as she’d been limited for time during the day. I jumped at the opportunity and waited nervously in the hotel reception area for her to arrive. We went up to her room and shot some more themed photos and video, culminating in her lying naked on my bed apart from a thong and strappy sandals with me laying alongside her snapping photos. As the evening got later and later, I found myself unable to hold back any longer and – despite fearing a slapped face – I ventured hesitantly forward to give her lovely bum a small kiss. When that wasn’t rebuffed, I went further and did the same to a nipple… It was now quite late and Angela had to leave so she dressed and I walked her out to her car, pausing for a kiss in the lift and another outside.

A little while later, I got a couple of texts from her as she was driving home: her mind had been racing as indeed mine had.

Over the next few days, we e-mailed trying to work out what had been happening and making plans for another photoshoot. This would take place elsewhere and would give us more time together as it would include an overnight stay.

To be continued…