I have been an amateur photographer for many years, and I was out in the wild countryside setting up to take some photos when I saw movement further down an overgrown field.  I wondered if it was a deer or something like a boar and grabbed my handheld and fought my way through the overgrown field.  I was right it was some wildlife action, but not the normal countryside type.  It was an attractive young woman in her mid twenties and a much older man.  She was almost naked and he was practically dressed as he fucked the young lady

The moment the man saw me stood there, camera in hand, he was up on his feet trying to put his cock away as he ran to his car.  His car roared out the gateway and tore off up the lane.    The poor woman was left on a blanket in just bra and panties.  She was in a total panic.  First she was worried that I was a member of the press trying to get pictures and rake up dirt on her man.  I didn't even recognize who he was.  I was told that he was an MP for the Labor party.  I still didn't know who he was and joked that he should think about joining the greens considering where we were.  She wasn't amused.

Her second worry was that her skirt and blouse were in his car along with her shoes and handbag.  After explaining that I was just an amateur photographer and I was there to take landscape and wildlife photos.  I joked that I almost caught some real wildlife.  Eventually she could see the funny side of it.  That still left her with the problem of no clothes, shoes, handbag or transport to get home.  I suggested that if we move back to the top of the field, as soon as I had the shots that I had come for I could run her home.

Now she was in a panic again.  I hadn't noticed but she had a big old rock on her finger.  She said that she couldn't go home in this undressed state.   I asked what did she want to do then.  It took her a while thinking about it before she asked if I could take her to my house and she could ring her lover to drop her clothes and shoes at my house.  She could also point out to him that I wasn't a professional photographer and his secret was safe.

An hour later I had taken the shots that I had gone there for, and then turned the camera on Anne and took a few quick shots of her as a memento of a very strange afternoon.  She saw me take the second one and asked what was I playing at.  I assured Anne it was purely for my own collection.  I could see she wasn't very happy, but being in need of a lift and somewhere for her clothes to be dropped off she didn't make a fuss.  I pointed out that she looked extremely photogenic as I packed my camera kit away into the boot of my car.

On the way home I asked Anne what was the attraction to cheat with an older man, especially as she was married,  and he was married and in the public eye.  She just said excitement.  I joked that it must have been exciting getting caught.   Anne giggled and said that it was.  As soon as we arrived at my house she rang the MP and told him what had happened and that I wasn't the press and could he drop her clothes off and gave him my name and address.  He said he would get someone to do it for him as soon as he could.

Anne rang her husband telling him she had met a friend and would be late home and to get his own tea.  I offered Anne some tea or something stronger.  She said she could do with a brandy.  I poured her a large one as she sat on the sofa.  I fetched my photographic kit in out of the car and sat looking at my shots.   Anne had downed the brandy.   I got to the ones of Anne and told her she looked sexy in just bra and panties.  I held up the camera for her to see.  Anne admitted that she did look good in them and that I had caught her in a good light and pose.

I told her that with a bit better posing she would look every bit as good as any model I had ever seen.  As she went into a  pose I took another shot of her.  That did it she was pulling lots of poses.  She had that look that only a few women have that it doesn't matter what they wear or how they pose they still look bloody sexy.    As I took more shots she pulled her own bra down to show more breast flesh, without being asked.  Then she pulled up the bra for her nipples to appear under the bra I took several more shots and then she just unhooked the bra and let it drop to the floor.

I took loads of shots as she posed topless.  Then suddenly she said, "sod it," and off came her panties.  She was a real stunner and my poor camera was working overtime as shot after shot was recorded.  I had taken naked shots of former girlfriends, but never of someone I barely knew and none professionally.  Soon Anne was fondling her own tits in the shots and then finally she sat on the sofa and opened her legs and started to play with her pussy.  I had one hell of a hard on as I rattled off loads more shots. 

I had deliberately not gotten too close as I didn't want her shouting that I had taken advantage of her, especially as I was about ten years older than her.  Then that changed as she reached out and took one of my hands and pulled it into her pussy.  It was very hot and wet.  I rubbed it and tried at the same time to take a few more shots.  Then she yelled at me to fuck her.  I couldn't get my trousers off quick enough.

Anne pulled me and had me sit on the sofa next to her and then she swung a leg over me and impaled herself on my hard cock.  I still had the camera in my right hand and started taking further shots of her face and tits as she rode me.  It wasn't hard to see what the MP saw in Anne as she pulled faces and her tits swung around as she fucked me.  Anne eventually groaned  as she came on my cock and I pumped my cum into her hot pussy.

I had dressed and Anne put her bra and panties back on.   We were looking at the photos I had taken of her, when a vehicle pulled up outside of my house.  The driver came to the door and asked my name and looked on his pad.  He gave me the pad and said I had to sign for the pouch.  I signed and he gave me a diplomatic pouch.  I opened it indoors to find Anne's clothes , shoes , handbag and a letter addressed to Anne.  Anne read the note and instantly ripped it up.  She dressed with her newly arrived clothes and I thought that she would now go home.

To my amazement she undressed again.  Watching a woman undress is always a turn on and I was getting hard again when she was between my legs fishing my cock out again.  I suggested the bedroom might be more comfortable and was told lead the way.  As soon as I was totally naked she knelt on the edge of the bed wiggling her arse around.  An invitation not to be missed.  I was quickly behind her plowing her pussy again.  Anne moaned and groaned as she went into a deep orgasm if the noises she made were anything of an indication how good it was for her.  I followed her and filled her pussy with more of my cum.

This time after she dressed she called for a taxi to take her home.  I had offered to drive her, but she was worried that someone might see her with me.  As soon as the taxi arrived she gave me a sexy kiss and left.   After she had gone I picked up the torn up note and spent the next fifteen minutes sellotaping it back together.  It might have arrived in a diplomatic pouch, but there was nothing diplomatic about whet he had put in her note.  He had told her that she wasn't  particularly a good fuck and was too high maintenance and never to contact him again.  If she did he would deny ever having seen her.

Typical of an MP,  when all is well and things are going easy, anything goes, the minute they're under pressure they lie cheat and deny everything.   It was almost a fortnight later and I had almost forgotten my encounter with Anne when a little white mini car pulled up on my drive.  Out stepped Anne in a pretty summery dress.  I answered the door to her and she said that she hadn't thanked me properly for my help.

I thought lots of very sexy photos and two good shags would have been more than enough payment, but who was I to calculate the cost of rescuing a damsel in distress, even if I had caused the distress in the first place.  As Anne kissed me and her hand dropped to my crutch my own hand slipped under the hem of her dress to find she was panty-less and very wet. 

Anne led me to my own bedroom where she stripped off and helped me remove my own clothes.  The rest of the day was spent licking, sucking and fucking.  She seemed in no hurry to go home and later told me that she had split from her husband and was staying with an aunt.  I told her that I hoped the split was nothing to do with me.  She assured me it wasn't and that it had been coming for quite some time.

That afternoon turned into an affair, and then once her divorce was finalized we married.  It isn't many men that can say that they married a woman that was having an illicit affair with married serving Labor MP.