Lori has been a friend of mine for three or four years. I knew her through a business relationship. She had been a salesperson for a company I bought quite a lot of product from. It had been a purely professional relationship for most of that time but one day, while I was going through my divorce, I had to go over to her office for a meeting with Lori's boss. Just outside her building, in an area reserved for smokers, I noticed her crying. I approached her to find out what was going on. She confided in me that she just discovered her husband was having an affair. Not only was he having an affair but he told her he had no intention of ending it. She would not tolerate that and came to terms with the fact that her marriage was over.
Lori is a very attractive lady. I think she's about 34. She has shoulder length blond wavy hair. She has very fair skin and a fantastic body. She's about five ten and average weight for her height. Her boobs, while not huge, are on the large size and nicely shaped. I would say her best attributes are her beautiful blue eyes and her gorgeous ass.
It was not too long after that chance encounter outside her office that Lori left that company for a competing firm. Over the next couple of years we became increasingly good friends. I doubt our relationship would have turned as personal as it did if she had not left the company I was doing business with. I would have been uncomfortable having a personal friendship with someone whom I also had to negotiate high dollar business dealings. But Lori's departure opened up a door for a friendship. To be clear, our relationship was just that: we were friends. But our relationship could be described as playful. We were not romantically involved even though we sometimes flirted and even shared some late night phone calls after one of us had been on a date. It became common for whoever was on the date to call the other and tell how it went.
One such call came about following a date Lori had with a guy she had recently met. She had previously told me about meeting the guy. I don't remember his name now, not that it was very long ago, but she met him through the husband of a co-worker. They were to go out for dinner. That's all. The date must have been on a Saturday night, and on an evening that I had nothing going on except a ball game on TV at home. Having not heard from Lori as of yet, I called her cell at about 10:30 to see how things had gone for her. My call went straight to her voice mail. I wondered if I had been calling too early but it was supposed to be just a dinner date, and I was bored and lonely so I thought I'd call. I realized that if Lori was still out on her date she would probably not answer the phone. If she did, that would not be a good sign as to how well her date was going. Well, like I said, the call went to voice mail so I left a short message asking her to call me later.
It must have been about 1:00 a.m. when my phone rang. I had been asleep. It was, of course, Lori returning my call. She asked me if she woke me up and I told her she had but that it didn't matter; I wanted to hear about her date. She apologized for waking me and said we could talk some other time. Teasingly, I told her that it was too late for that. She had already woken me so we might as well talk now. After the customary reassurances that I was sure about wanting to talk, she began to share with me the details of her date. Lori had always been open with me, as I had been with her, but I was truly surprised how open she was this time. I recall this conversation as being a turning point in our relationship. I'm not sure if I have the details and quotes exactly right, but it's as I recall how it went. I think I have it pretty close.
The guy took Lori to a pretty nice seafood restaurant. They ended up staying at the place for about three hours. Fortunately, they were not drinking alcohol the whole evening, but they each had had a drink or two. Then he took her home. She invited him in. As Lori told me, after leaving their shoes by the front door, she showed him around her house with her bedroom being the last room on the tour. When she got to the bedroom she sat on the end of the bed and told him "well, that's my house." She confessed to me that the move to sit on the bed was intended as a subtle invitation; one he could accept by sitting next to her or reject without it feeling like an awkward rejection. (I learned a lot about the way women think through conversations with Lori.)
Her invitation was accepted. He sat down next to her at the foot of the bed and put his hand on her knee. She kissed his neck and they began making out. In a moment's time they were stretched out on the bed but still fully clothed. As Lori began to convey this story to me I remember wondering how much more detail she would reveal. Well, she kept going. They began undressing each other while vigorously making out. First came her top. Then his shirt. Then her pants. Then his pants. Then her bra.
She reached into his boxers to being her tease. But he pulled her hand away and whispered that she would not be allowed to do that yet. She asked him why. He replied by asking if she had ever been tied up. Lori told him that she had not and that the thought of that scared her. He told her that he wanted her to let him tie her up and that she needed to trust him. Lori explained to me that by this point she was totally horny and was prepared to do anything kinky, even though she just met this guy. I'm sure the modest amount of alcohol she had consumed earlier had served to lubricate her inhibitons. So she agreed. She asked him if she needed to get some rope. He told her that he was going to tie her hands with her bra and blindfold her with her shirt. Lori told me she was nervous about all this, but went along with it.
Then Lori interrupted the play by play to ask me in a louder voice, with a tone of pretend anger, "guess what happened then?"
Having no idea what she meant, I replied "I'm guessing you had sex."
Correcting me, Lori said "nope ... that's when my phone rang."
"Ooops. Sorry. I hope I didn't ruin the mood."
"I forgive you. We were so far into everything that it was just a momentary distraction."
"So what happened next?"
"Well, long story short, while my hands were tied and I was blindfolded he must have taken off his boxers. Because in zero seconds flat, his cock was inside me. I was so horny. I came right away. But after I came, he pulled out. I didn't know what was going on. He hadn't come yet. But then he began squeezing my nipples."
I could not believe the blow by blow account Lori was giving me of her evening. Hearing this made me get completely hard. Without totally realizing it, I had started playing with myself. At that time I must have let out a sound, causing Lori to suspend the narrative and ask me "what was that?"
I told her that it was nothing and for her to just keep going on with her story. But she was a little too smart and asked me "are you playing with yourself now?"
Speechless and not knowing what to say, I said nothing. Lori understood and told me to go ahead and have my fun.
Then she continued. "You know, I have never really liked my nipples pinched. But under the circumstances, it drove me crazy. I asked him what he wanted me to do. He told me to lay still and be quiet. Then he pushed back inside me. Then I came again right away but this time he didn't pull out. He kept pumping. Then I felt him come inside me. I thought I was about to come again. I knew I could."
I asked "did you?"
Lori continued "I'll get to that. I was still tied up and blindfolded. I felt him move around on the bed and before I knew what he was up to, his semi-limp cock was on my mouth. He told me I had to lick it clean, which I did. I'm not real big on the taste of cum mixed with my own juices, but he had me so worked up that I loved it."
All I could muster up in response to all this was a voice cracking "Really?"
Lori could tell that I was just about to cum myself now. So she gave me a little coaxing with a sultry, teasing "Come on big boy, cum for me." Right then and there I exploded. I had never had phone sex before, but I think this qualified. Deciding to clean up later, and although my level of excitement had subsided, I needed to hear the rest of Lori's play by play, blow by blow account of her evening. So I told her to continue.
She did. "At that point he untied my hands and told me I had to play with myself until I came again. I wasn't sure at first whether I would be able to cum again but I soon found out I could when I experienced my third orgasm. This evening I had one of the most unbelievable sexual experiences of my life. After that we showered together and he went home. Then I called you. And now here we are."
I asked Lori why he didn't spend the night. He had to work the next day and, although he didn't have to go in early, he did need to go home and change his clothes. I asked Lori when she will see him again. She told me that while the sex was great and he was a nice guy, she really wanted to settle down again and find a man to marry. She didn't feel like this guy was ready for that. So she wasn't sure if she would be seeing him again.
By now it was almost 1:30. I was fighting off falling asleep again, particularly after my partially self-inflected orgasm, and told Lori so. She said she was tied too so we called it a night and agreed to talk again soon.
For the most part I had been speaking to Lori on weekends, so I was a little surprised when she called me a couple of days later on a Monday night. I asked her if everything was alright. She assured me that it was but there was some hesitation in her voice. With a little prodding from me, but clearly no alcohol involved, she got to the point. "I have not been able to think of anything else since Saturday."
I replied, "really? I thought you didn't think he had potential as a long term relationship."
"I don't. That's not what I mean. I can't stop thinking about what he did to me. I'm sure that was nothing compared to what goes on out there, but I have never played in the bondage scene. It was amazingly fun."
"Ah, I bet it was." That's all I could say, the whole time thinking that I would love to tinker around with that myself. Then, she asked me about my experience.
"Have you ever been tied up like that? I mean have you ever been involved in any bondage play?"
"Actually no. But it intrigues me too."
Lori enthusiastically continued "I need to learn more about it."
"I'm sure there's plenty of stuff on the internet." Jokingly I warned her, "I just wouldn't be looking at that stuff on your work computer"
"Well duh, smart-ass! I want to keep my job. But I am going to see what I can learn ... from my home computer.
"Let me know what you find out."
"I thought you said it intrigues you? Aren't you going to look too?"
"Yeah probably." Truthfully, I knew I'd be looking but I didn't want to admit it to Lori so soon.
"Ok. You look and I'll look and we'll compare notes."
I agreed and we ended the call. But I was very intrigued and started my 'research' right away. I discovered a ton of material online about bondage and clubs and so-called Masters and Mistresses. The next night, at about the same time, my phone rang. Lori had done the same thing as soon as we got off the phone the night before. She was now more excited than ever. "Hey did you read about these dungeons online? You can go to these places and they will tie you up and dominate you. I never even knew these places existed."
"Yes, I saw them. I'm not sure what to think. On the one hand I want to go and be dominated by a Dominatrix. On the other hand I am really nervous."
"What are you nervous about," Lori asked.
"I'm nervous about a lot of things. First of all, is it illegal? I bet it is. What if I get caught? What if it's a police set up? I have seen police prostitution stings on Cops. It could be something like that."
"I doubt it. They wouldn't have a web site set up and advertise like that. That would be entrapment anyway. What else are you nervous about?"
"I have no idea what would happen to me. But to be honest, that is partly what I find so intriguing." Lori agreed with that thought. "I'm also nervous that a Dominatrix might actually hurt me and leave marks." The whole time I was telling Lori about my concerns I am actually talking myself into calling one of these Mistresses but I didn't want Lori to know that.
Lori piped in "Would you be interested in going if I went with you?"
Wow, I hadn't thought about that. "I don't know if they would allow that. But wait a minute. I can't believe we're actually talking about going to a dungeon!"
"Why not? I think it would be fun."
"Yeah, I think it would too. And to be honest, I would feel better going with someone else. And it's not the kind of thing I can ask another man to go to with me to." Lori just laughed at that thought. "I'll tell you what. I'll look into this a little further and see if there is anyway the two of us can go to a dungeon together.
Lori thought that was a great idea. I told her I would let her know what I found out. Lori agreed that she would share her findings with me too.
Well, it only took about an hour. Lori called me to tell me about a website she had found for a Dominatrix. It had a lot of information and she thought I should see it so she gave me web address. Lori told me there was no way she would call but she wanted to find out more so she said that I should call if I was really that intrigued.
This particular Mistress had a dungeon about twenty miles away. I thought that was a good distance. Not too close so I probably wouldn't run into anyone I know but not too far away either. The website said not to call from a blocked number. That made me a little uncomfortable too. With some trepidation, I called from my cell phone. In a way I was hoping that I would get a voice mail greeting, but after two rings a female voice picked up.
