When I was in my early forties, divorced and really had a boring life going I decided to spice things up one day when I read this ad for a model. All body types it read, young or old doesn’t matter to him.
I showed up for the interview he called, no modelling that day unless I wanted to but it was just supposed to be a meet and talk at this coffee shop. He has this form for me to look over and I was to check off anything on the list that I did not want to do during a session. There were quite a few things listed, bondage was on there and also wanted to know if I had any hang ups with him sexually playing with me. I checked the anal box and wrote only small things.
Few weekends later I was at his studio apartment naked and being photographed, he had me use the bathroom saying I would most likely be tied up for a few hours, I sat there peeing and was pretty excited about it having never done anything remotely close to this in my life. I had no idea in about an hour I would be having dozens of orgasms suspended in the air completely by ropes and could do nothing but say my magic word to stop him. He also got off a few times, which I did not mind at all because he had a gorgeous one with some size to it. When I left after the session that day I sat in my car in this sort of euphoric state just amazed at what my body could still do sexually. I did not even take the hourly rate he had offered and told him I would love to come back again soon.
