The first contact had been years ago…a written back and forth, teasing but the several thousand KM’s between them and lottery odds of simultaneously travelling to the same city were a losing bet. One evening however..she reached out, blindly it seems, and I happened to be online and answered. A little verbal foreplay, then the revelation that yes, it was me from years before. I travelled more now, she less…but the revalation that finally fate would have us in a common time and place the following month.

Having never met, and no face to recognize, when she walked in the bar….I knew it was her in an instant. Heels, long legs, short black skirt and white flowing top. My reaction was complex..a quick deep breath, a smile, a bit lip, a twitching down below. As we embraced, her perfume tingled my brain and the feel of her soft arms and exposed back gave more fuel to the twitch. We ordered a nice Pinot Grigio to share, and settled into chatting. The carafe was soon finished, my hand on her knee, and I suggested we take in the view from my city view room upstairs. As we entered the room, she said she had to make a call…and shortly thereafter, she was now talking with her husband, telling him that she was safely in the hotel and settling down for the night, then placed her phone down on the bedside table and she walked over to me, placing her arms around my neck, we kissed, long and deep. Slowly we discovered each other, using our hands, fingers, lips and tongues. What followed was an erotic voyage of discovery, with all the kisses, moans, gasps, slaps, taps and other noises of an intense and lengthy carnal encounter. Finally, we were both blissfully spent…I rolled over to grab a bottle of water from the bedside table..and noticed her phone was still active! She had not hung up, and since her husband didn’t either, the line was still open. She noticed that I had noticed, and said to me..yes, he’s been listening to us all this time…I’ve cucked him tonight …did you notice my necklace with the little key? It’s for his little cock cage…I’ll let him out once I get home. She picked up the phone and told him to expect some more from her shortly and hung up. Then she handed me the phone and asked me to take a picture of her red, swollen pussy. I hadn’t noticed but she had been keeping her legs elevated a bit, so when she opened them for the picture, a trickle of my cum started to flow out of her…pics were taken, including her finger covered in cum, licked clean..then all the pics were sent to the cuck in the cage, and her panties were used to clean up the rest, after which she placed them in a ziplock explaining that her cuck would smell and taste me off them.

We spent the rest of the night together, breeding her two more times before dawn…I awoke with her mouth around my now swelling cock…one final load to be put into her and then our adventure was ending.

Will it happen again…only fate has that answer…