Authors Note:
This is a revised version of a previously submitted original story. Revisions of the other three original chapters of this series have also been completed and will be submitted soon.
It all started several weeks ago. I had come to the realization that I needed something more in my life. My daughter was beginning her senior year of high school and was spending more and more time out with friends and a year from now she would be attending college on the other side of the state. Ever since my husband's death I have been the one in control. The one having to make all the decisions.
I wanted to give some of that control away and give myself totally to another. My late husband and I had role played with submission fantasies several times when we were dating and even into our marriage. I always relished in playing the role of the complete submissive giving up control and often wished that Scott would take it much further than he did.
All of that came to an end following the birth of our daughter Elizabeth. The demands of parenthood and Scot's long work days left little time for lovemaking let alone indulging in fantasy play. It was just over eight years later when tragedy of the worst possible kind struck my life.
My husband had just left for his usual Saturday morning jog when he suddenly collapsed and fell dead. The autopsy revealed he had a brain blood vessel aneurism. Basically a ticking time bomb in his head that is undetectable until it goes off. I was more than devastated. Words cannot begin to describe the despair that I felt. My perfect life had come crashing down around me.
Thankfully my husband had some foresight and planned ahead. Before our daughter was born he had purchased a one million dollar life insurance policy on the both of us naming the surviving spouse as the beneficiary. This gave me the security I needed to get my life back together. Pay the bills, the mortgage on the house, set up a college fund for our daughter, and most importantly allowed me to go back to school to complete my own degree. After finishing school I started at an entry level management position working for a large company in the city. Recently I was promoted to a middle management position. But being a single parent and raising a wonderful daughter is still what I consider my best accomplishment.
I tried to get on with me life a few years after Scot's death. Occasionally I went on dates over the last ten years, but none of the men I met really ever did anything for me. I slept with a few of them, but seldom did it go on much longer after we had sex. None of them just ever seemed to really do anything for me. It was then several weeks ago searching through internet dating sites because basically I just need to "get laid" I discovered one dedicated to BDSM relationships. Remembering how much I enjoyed the role playing games of my past I decided that this was what was possibly missing in my life and I very much needed and even long for it once again. Quickly filling out some registration questions I began searching through the online profiles. Mostly I felt were from guys who to me mostly sounded like wannabe's just looking for a woman to meet up for some role play fun. I had been there and wanted more. I wanted to find myself some one I could truly give myself to. Finally I found a profile that was different from all the rest. One that really stood out and was truly intriguing. Carefully I wrote out a well worded response to the profile describing myself and what I was looking for then quickly hit send before I could change my mind.
Nervously, I checked my email several times a day hoping for a reply and wondering what I would do when it came. After several days passed and no reply. I started to feel relieved that he had not written me back. Then after almost a week had gone by I was checking emails before going off to bed and there it was. He had written back. Quickly I opened his email and read the reply.
The message was very simple. It read, "I liked what you wrote about yourself very much. I am interested in getting to know you better. If you are truly serious about everything you wrote in your response I look forward to getting to know you better. Please send a photo of your face when you reply."
It was then that I noticed he had attached a photo as well. Opening it and seeing the quite handsome face of some one I did not recognized I was very relieved. The next day was spent contemplating what I would do next. I hardly got anything done at work and was a nervous wreck all day.
It wasn't until just before turning in for the night that I took out my smart phone pointed the camera at my face, snapped a photo and quickly sent it off with the simple message "This is me. I meant what I wrote and I am looking forward to getting to know you better as well." So began the online part of my submission to someone I had never met.
Our online relationship started out slow. Mostly we exchanged questions about each other. I found out his name was David. I told him mine was Mary. He was recently divorced and was a lawyer. He owned a successful law practice he built from scratch. I told him I was a middle manager at a local company. He was a little older than me at 43 years of age compared to me about to turn forty. He asked me about my level of experience as a submissive and I replied back I was a total novice and had only role played a little with my late husband.
After our initial email exchanges things began to heat up very quickly. He would text message me throughout the day especially when I was at work telling me to do all sorts of naughty little things. He frequently sent texts when I was sitting at my desk telling me to stick my fingers inside my panties and rub my pussy then bring them to my mouth and taste myself. This quickly progressed to him telling me to remove my panties and go in the ladies room and rub myself to orgasm. Then I was to leave my panties off and put them in my purse. He would also send me messages late at night telling me to make myself cum before going to sleep.
Then the message came asking, "Do you have a web-cam? If not get one by tonight!"
Thankfully my laptop had a built in web-cam which I use frequently to chat with old friends that now live in other States. Not that it helped much I was still a nervous wreck the rest of the day anxiously waiting for the work day to end so I could get home.
Finally I made it home. Elizabeth was there and I started to make us both some dinner as we exchanged small talk about how each of our days went and plans for her upcoming eighteenth birthday. After we ate, Elizabeth helped me clean up the kitchen like she usually did. It was then I made my excuse. "Beth," as I most often called her, "I have had a really long day and just want to go upstairs, take a shower and fall into bed."
Beth said, "OK mom, I going to stay up for a while, finish some homework and then probably watch a little TV."
After showering I looked at myself in the mirror nodding with approval. My straight auburn hair hung down to just past my shoulders. I frequently spent my lunch hours working out in the company gym and had maintained my slim build and sexy toned legs. My 5' 6" body and 34C-26-36 figure with breasts that still had some perk to them with tiny very sensitive nipples that were getting hard with anticipation of what was to come tonight. Leaving the bathroom I picked out a matching black bra and panties to wear, slipped them on and covered them with a shear black nightgown.
Impatiently I lay on my bed waiting for him to contact me. Occasionally getting up to pace the bedroom floor. Repeatedly the same questions kept going through my head "Was this what I wanted? Did I really know what I was getting myself into?"
It was after 10 before David finally sent the text with the information I needed to connect our web-cams. And I quickly went about entering the settings. Then his image came onto the screen. Before I even had a chance to speak he uttered a single word. "Strip"
His boldness and the firm tone in his voice sent a chill through my body. Without taking much time to think I began removing what little clothing I had on.
Once I was naked he began speaking. "Don't talk. Place your laptop at the foot of bed near the center. Now get back on the bed, lean against the head board, spread your legs wide bent slightly at the knees and show yourself to me."
I did as I was told with just a little hesitation, exposing my most private area to a near total stranger.
"Rub your breasts and pinch your nipples" he commanded.
This I did for what seem like several minutes.
His next command, "Now take one hand and rub your pussy while continuing to pinch your nipples with the other." I reached down with my right hand and began rubbing myself. While my left hand continued to pinch and rub my breasts alternating between the two of them.
Again I did this for what seem like several minutes.
"Reach down and spread your pussy lips. Show me how wet you are getting."
I could not believe what I was doing. Here I was exposing myself totally to a man I had yet to meet in person and knew very little about.
"That is very good Mary. I can see you are getting very wet for me. Now turn over onto all fours so I can see your ass." I did as I was told.
"Reach back and spread the cheeks so I can see your asshole."
