At thirty-five the kinkiest things I’d ever done was browse porn. I was a lucky guy according to all who knew me because I had a stunning wife, but our sex life wasn’t too exciting.
In my frustration, I wandered into the local woodland one sunny day and stripped off to have fun on my own. I wasn’t completely naked because I’d borrowed sexy underwear for an extra thrill.
Things were going well, but I wasn’t aware I was exciting someone else … until he made himself known to me. He suggested that I lend him a hand with something. I thought it would be a one-off incident, but the stranger had other ideas.
