I'm a married man. Been married for a long time. I answered an online ad on the personal classifieds. A man was looking to experience man-to-man sex. I connected and we exchanged e-mail messages for a couple of days. Then we made arrangements to meet at a neutral location.

In our e-mails, he admitted that he had a fantasy about a man wearing a thong. Before leaving for the meet, I showered and put on my sheerest thong, one with clips at the sides for easy removal.

We met at a local parking lot, chatted a bit, and then he invited me to his place. A few minutes later, we were in his living room where we continued our conversation. I reminded him that he had a fantasy of a man wearing a thong, and confessed that I was wearing one at that moment. "Can I see", he said.

I stood, removed my jeans, and exposed my semi-hard cock visible beneath the sheer fabric. "May I touch?", he asked. I moved to stand before him, my straining cock at his eye level. He began feeling me up, fondling me, and pushing his face into my crotch. He slipped my thong aside and took me in his mouth.

He asked that I sit on the sofa while he knelt before me. He sucked and then started giving me a hand job. He drove a thick finger into my asshole and was finger-fucking me while jerking my cock. I writhed and bucked, very soon blowing a big load of cum.

I put my clothes back on an went home. My wife doesn't know that I was fondles, finger-fucked, and jerked off by a man.