I met her here on SH.  She was by no means a classical blone beauty.  But boy, did she exuded sexiness - she could have been Marilyn Monroe, Kelli Crawford etc etc for all I cared.  She had self-confidence and comfort in her own sensual desires and needs by the truck load.  She skipped through the formalities and the niceties of 'normal' online contact almost with disdain.  She quickly made it clear that although she was married, her kink was being bisexual, no mess no fuss.  Although I suspected her husband wasnt really too thrilled by her preferences he didnt really have a choice or say in the matter. She preferred a group setting. She was simply pure woman, seeking to fulfil her own desires and of course a good fuck to boot.  But she wasnt just interested in a fuck. The lead up from days before, the anticipation, the dress up, the setting, the company was equally important, perhaps even moreso. In my mind thus she was a real beauty and a real find.  And the reason why I am on SH.  Either ways, our messages always had a loaded, rich sexual undertone. She would start a message with a brief Hi,then 'I want you...'  'I need you...'  'Fuck, I am horny...'  If I explained to her what a horny message from her did to my cock she demanded a pic almost inevitably. In hindsight, I dont think the pic mattered to her. Gettin me properly aroused and quickly was her aim. And boy did it work... Even when at work, I happily obliged like a horny school -boy.  Taking a pic in a cubicle minus a flash (!), was quite easy.  Not satisfied with apic only, she often demanded a video with cumshot.  I enjoyed her demands.  It was refreshing and completely natural coming from her.  She knew how to make excite a guy, entice and tease.  And she knew whaat seh was doing.  It was kind like a dance, she fed off my feedback and drove the conversation to the point where work became impossible.  I would make the necessary trip to the gents, careful not to reveal a bulde in my pants from a straining, growing cock on the way there.  I would find a cubicle, wait until the coast was clear, and continue to furiously jerk off.  Skilfully(!) I would video the entire episode.  Once I came and deposited a flying load of white cum onto the paper dispenser with a nice large splatter. I just had to take a trophy pic...  Given her enthusiastic response to yhe pic I was ready for a repeat performance - once I reloaded of course. She was a photographer and her profile pics were simply exquisite.  Nothing like mine.  She gave me a few valuable tips though... lighting, no harsh white light no sun light to bleach your skin etc, etc.  Hers on the other hand were magazine quality.  Moody, tasteful, erotic, sexy whatever.  Some were taken at a number of clubs - she had a group of lady friends who partied together - with her husband in tow.  She was clearly properly immersed in the lifestyle, she embraced it and lived it.  She shared at least one video, happily being fucked from behind by a random lad.  Admittedly chosen because he was hung like a fucking donkey... Her main attraction though were a few regular lady friends, one she had a close relationship with. We started exploring the idea off meeting up at a club on a Friday evening.  She admittedly dispelled with knickers and preferred going commando, but for this evening she purchased a pair of see-throughs, lacy and exquisite. I didn't think it was going to have much use, but she shared a pic of her choice any way. To be continued...!