Fucked my tattoo artist

Recently I went in to get my first tattoo. At 38, I've waited longer than most in my generation. (Just about all of my friends have had tattoos for years.) I told my husband about it and he was fine with it, as he has tattoos also.

I wanted to get a small tattoo of lips on the side of my ass, on my right cheek. I went to the tattoo shop and felt a little intimidated, but the artist to whom I spoke was a really nice guy. He was late 20s, and of course he had full sleeve tattoos, but he said that it would be easy and he would work out a few designs. (He was also handsome.) I made an appointment to get it done and came back a few days later.

I arrived and liked the designs, and chose one. He said we needed to do it in the back room, as of course I needed to have my panties off, so we couldn't do it in the main area of the shop. I went back and stripped down and got face down on the table. He didn't say anything about my lady bits; he was a total professional. He probably sees a lot of pussy.

He started tattooing my ass and I don't know if it was having another man's hands on me, the pain/pleasure of being tattooed, or what, but I got majorly turned on. I was wet enough that I was probably giving off a scent. Towards the end he made a subtle comment and I admitted that I was turned on.

I told him that I could use a little relief, and he said he didn't do that with customers. I said no one needs to know, and that I really needed to get fucked. He thought about it for a minute, put his stuff away, and pulled out his dick and gave it a few strokes to get it hard. I scooted down on the table a bit so he could take me from behind.

He gave me exactly what I needed. He felt terrific. He asked me if I was on birth control, and I was, so I said it was okay to cream me. He did.

I went home and my husband asked how the appointment went, and I said it went well. Really well. I never told him that I cheated on him.

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