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Whilst on holiday, Carolyn and I had the chance for a brief talk. She asked me where we were going and I said I wasn’t happy, hadn’t been for a while, etc.

We decided not to do anything there and then – I wasn’t quite ready to leave just yet…

A friend of ours has separated from her husband – he left her for a former secretary – and was worried she wouldn’t meet anyone new. I had told her if she wasn’t looking she’d find someone new … and she has.

So a group of us went out for dinner recently. Everyone noticed that our friend and her new guy were holding hands as we walked into the restaurant and that continued with them holding hands over the table too between courses.

One of our other friends commented that you could tell the married couples from the new relationship. That of course reminded me that when Angela and I are out and about we do exactly the same; funny how I don’t feel the same inclination with Carolyn.

Another of our friends is six months pregnant and she commented that she and her husband had made love that morning, although not a usual thing. Another friend commented that that was out of order for a married couple and Carolyn mentioned a colleague of hers who has to have sex twice a  day or she is irritable: “every man’s dream”, she said.

I just sat there silently thinking of how Angela and I have sex four of five times a day for hours on end when we’re together.

The evening ended with everyone heading home. Carolyn was drunk and spent the night being sick whilst I slept and wished Angela was with me instead.

One day…

My problem is that I want sex regularly … very regularly. As far back as I can recall, I’ve had a very high sex drive and probably masturbate daily if I can’t have sex.

“Look at me, jerking off in the shower… This will be the high point of my day; it’s all downhill from here.”

Now personally, I prefer a visual stimulus – thank goodness for the Internet!

Carolyn will reluctantly dress to thrill, more so these days as corsetry keeps things in place and looking good. So every so often when she’s feeling the need for satisfaction, I’ll be called on for stunt cock duties. Carolyn tends to have an orgasm pretty quickly and will usually have more than one, but she doesn’t like foreplay, doesn’t like giving or receiving oral sex and just wants to get it over and done with as soon as possible: wham bam thank you Ma’am! Sterotypically blokeish, really.

I, on the other hand, love foreplay almost as much as the physical act itself and I do enjoy cunnilingus. Until recently – yes, until I met Angela – fellatio was something I could take or leave, frankly. Carolyn was recounting a discussion she’d been having with some work colleagues about fellatio and told me that she had said she thought it was demeaning and it was just as well I hated it. Angela and I laughed about this later as she is very accomplished and has given me fellatio “to completion” before – the first time I’ve experienced that, if I recall correctly.

I also like taking my time so that the whole experience is lengthy and pleasurable for both partners; it’s important to me that my partner is satisfied.

So going from a one time every blue moon quickie, sex with Angela becomes a long and pleasurable time with me cumming four or five times each time (and it has to be said with more volume than I’d previously been used to). Indeed it recently dawned on me that I probably enjoy masturbation more than I enjoy sex with Carolyn. Sad but true.

Something that Angela has discovered with me is how her feet are an erogenous zone for her and how much she enjoys me kissing, licking and sucking her toes and soles. I enjoy that a great deal too and you can probably imagine how Angela has become my perfect sexual partner given this and her enjoyment of dressing provocatively for me and wearing nylons and heels when she’s with me.

When we can’t be together, Angela and I chat online using Windows Live Messenger – MSN to you and me – and she’ll often nip off to try on some new lingerie or shoes and take photos or video of herself which she then sends to me. I’ve also masturbated on webcam for her – thinking about us together and obviously looking at the photos we’ve taken together or those she sends me gets me hard – which is another first and something I wouldn’t have been comfortable doing with anyone else.

So for the first time in many years, I’m sexually satisfied with my mistress and soul-mate, Angela. It’s just a pity we’re apart so much and for so long. One day…

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…