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One evening, after a very stimulating sex session without her husband, Cindy and I were lying in bed, and she was perusing my portfolio on my phone. She suddenly stopped at one particular drawing, turned to me and said, “Who’s that? She’s gorgeous?”I looked at the art work. It was a drawing I had done a couple of years before of a 40-something model named Taylor. She was fully nude, sitting next to a pool, with one leg in the water.“Oh, that’s Taylor,” I said. “She’s a ‘hot wife’ model. Her husband is a photographer, and she used to have artists to use the photos as reference for paintings and drawings. ““Doesn’t she do that anymore, Cindy asked?“No, ‘someone she knew discovered her pictures’ on the Internet. It’s a shame, because I was ready to do another one. Why so interested in her?”Cindy turned her head a bit towards me, and said “I don’t know, but I find this picture very erotic, and sexy. I find myself quite attracted to this lady, and I seldom am attracted to women. I like this drawing a lot. I Know it sounds silly, but I think I am developing a crush on her, she’s so…I don’t know… confident, poised, and gorgeous. I guess I’m a little envious…Part of me wants to actually be her.”Cindy’s comments caught me off guard. I did not remember her ever reacting this way to a woman’s picture. “In all of your adventures with other men, haven’t you ever been with another woman?” I asked.Cindy blushed noticeably to this question. It obviously made her uncomfortable. As forthcoming as she had been about her many exploits, I found her reticence to discuss this aspect of her sexuality surprising, yet endearing. I did not ever remember another situation where she was actually isvecbahis shy.“No,” she stammered nervously, “I have been with countless guys, but the situation has just not presented itself for me exploring another woman’s body, or her mine…and it is seldom that I feel attracted to another woman…But this lady is special, and I feel a strange attraction to her image, especially her confidence and poise while she is posing. She really is something special ….” Her voice trailed off, and Cindy looked away.I took my hand and turned her head back towards me. “Are you embarrassed?” I asked.Cindy nodded slightly, and yes quietly said, “Yes. I am, a little. I’m not sure why, but I am.”“Hey,” I said, “there is nothing to be embarrassed about. Two women making love is one of the most beautiful, erotic things in the world. It’s okay to admit that you find a beautiful woman attractive.”Cindy looked up at me with her beautiful eyes, and gave me a deep kiss. “Thank you for comforting me, and for sharing this with me. I’ll have wicked fantasies of Taylor whenever you and my husband aren’t around.”For days I kept thinking about this exchange between Cindy and me. The art of Taylor obviously touched deep something in her, a hidden sexual desire that even Cindy hadn’t realized before. Because I cared for her very deeply, I wondered how I might help fulfill a fantasy of hers (and mine) without making her feel embarrassed or on display.I was traveling back out to Cindy’s area shortly after our conversation, and with her husband’s permission, was going to treat her to a ‘date night’ with me. I made arrangements the evening I would arrive in town at a high-end restaurant, isveçbahis giriş so I could treat Cindy to a special night out, with surprises. After my meetings, I went to my hotel, showered, shaved, and made my final plans for my night with Cindy.I went to pick Cindy up at her home about an hour before our reservations. Her husband Jim opened the door and invited me inside. Cindy was apparently still getting ready. After some small talk and a quick drink, we heard their bedroom door close upstairs, and I looked up. My jaw dropped.Cindy was dressed in a slinky, form fitting short black dress that accentuated her beautiful athletic figure perfectly. She wore a necklace of small pearls, and long dangling earrings. She glided down the stairs in 4” black pumps that made her legs look 10 feet long. She was absolutely stunning, and I couldn’t believe I was her date this evening.“Hi.” Cindy asked coyly, “How do I look?”I don’t remember what I said, but I was sure it was something stupid. Cindy had an aura of sexuality about her that was intoxicating.Jim chuckled and said, “She doesn’t dress like this that often, so please feel honored.” I just shook his hand and said, “Thanks for letting me take her out this evening.”I finished my drink; Cindy said her good byes to her husband, who told her to stay out as long she wanted. We walked out to my rental car, when I opened the door for Cindy, she exposed even more leg, almost to her crotch.“Careful, lover,” she said, “You shouldn’t get too worked up before dinner.” She was teasing me, and I loved it, especially because of what I had in store for her later.We got to the restaurant in time for our reservations. We were escorted isveçbahis yeni giriş to our table, and I held Cindy’s chair out for her before I took my place. Cindy ordered a glass of wine, while I got a gin and tonic. We engaged in small talk for the most part, but the sexual tension between us was palpable. Cindy kept flirting with me throughout the drinks and the meal, making little innuendos here and there, and occasionally gliding her hand up and down my thigh. Cindy was playing with me, and I loved it.Because I knew where our flirting was headed, Cindy and I skipped dessert and coffee, and I paid the check. We got my car, and Cindy again flashed me leg when I opened her door for her. She smiled mischievously at me, and settled into her seat. I tipped the porter, and climbed in the driver’s side, so I could take Cindy to my hotel for some adventures. Cindy kept lightly touching my leg during the drive, and occasionally flicked her fingers over my now very hard cock. She was a naughty minx this evening, and I couldn’t wait to get her back to my hotel room for her surprise.We pulled up to my hotel, and I left the car to be parked by the attendant. I helped Cindy out and we quickly walked to the elevator that would take us up to my room. Once we got inside, Cindy pulled me towards her and gave me a deep, sensual, full tongue kiss. My hands roamed over her curvaceous ass while she held my head in her hands.“I have wanted to fuck you all night!” she said “I don’t know if I can wait.”The elevator stopped at my floor, and the doors opened. “I think we had better wait until we at least get into my room,” I said. “And you may want to wait until I show you your surprise.”Cindy looked at me quizzically, but followed me down the hall. We reached my room, where I pulled out the electronic key, unlocked the door, and offered for Cindy to go in first.“I hope you like your surprise,” I said.