Once again, I would like to thank my editor, Victoria_2001_02769, for her tireless efforts.
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Foreshadowing
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I guess I should begin by letting you know a little about me. I am thirty years old; own my own construction company and am single. I built my own house a few years ago when I became engaged to a woman who was several years younger than I. She was very submissive, and until we started dating, I knew absolutely nothing about the BDSM scene.
That slowly changed as our sex life progressed. I noticed early on that she liked sex very rough; and I don't mean punching her or anything. A few times when I would be taking her from behind, I would slap her on the ass, in the heat of the moment. The first time that I did it, I thought she was going to climax right there! So, as we became more comfortable with each other, she shared with me what excited her sexually.
I began doing some research and talking on-line with a lot of people; learning how to be a responsible Dom. I learned that being a Dom was something that held great responsibility and should never be used to take advantage of a sub, beyond sexual limits. I even built a dungeon into the upstairs of my home. I slowly added to it as time progressed. Our sex life was amazing and we both learned a lot about ourselves during our time together. But, as is the way of things, eventually, all good things must come to an end. She was offered a chance to climb the corporate ladder across the country in another state. This is where Lynn enters the story.
I was sitting at the desk in my home office one day at lunch, when a very nice lady called and asked if I could give her a quote on building an addition to her kitchen. She wanted her kitchen to extend out where her patio was. I told her that I had a little time after lunch, so I would be right out. She gave me directions and I realized she was only about a block away.
I hopped in my truck and was knocking on her door a few minutes later. When she opened the door, my heart skipped a beat. Standing before me was a very voluptuous woman with the most extraordinary green eyes and long curly red hair. We walked into the kitchen and I tried to sound like I knew what I was talking about, but kept being distracted by her amazing breasts. She wasn't coming on to me, nor was she being obvious about anything; she just had a natural charm about her.
She giggled when I finally said, "I'll give you the breast price I can."
Of course, I was dreadfully embarrassed and did not want to scare my customers away! I finished up, gave her a quote and told her to give me a call to let me know when she was ready for my crew to get started.
I left her house and went across town to continue my day at another job site. I had barely gotten started, when she called my cell phone.
"Mr. Matthews, I would like for you to come by this evening so that we can set up a time to get started," was all she said.
I hurried through my work so that I could get back over there. There was definitely a sexual attraction there that I was going to try to explore!
As I walked up to her door, I looked up to see Lynn standing in the open doorway before I had even had a chance to knock. This time, she was wearing a very low cut top and a short skirt; hardly the attire I was expecting.
The shirt she was wearing showcased her amazing breasts... and as we sat at the dining room table and made small talk, I tried my best not to stare at her cleavage, which was displayed in front of me.
I did notice that when I would look at her chest, she would pretend to look away so that I could take in the "view." After an hour or so of talking like old friends, I spoke up.
"I don't mean to be out of line, but may I take you out to dinner some time?"
"I thought you would never ask," she responded shyly.
I made reservations for a very nice restaurant downtown, because I really wanted to make a good impression. That night when I picked her up, I noticed that she was wearing a red satin evening gown that made her look more amazing than before.
Throughout the evening, we talked and laughed like we had known each other forever. I went out on a limb and asked her if she would like to come back to my place for drinks. She responded with a simple, "sure."
As soon as we walked in, she asked where the restroom was, and I told her it was at the top of the stairs on the right. When she started up the stairs, her ass swaying in that red satin, I couldn't take my eyes off of her. Then, a wave of panic came over me.
'Oh no!'
I thought.
'The only thing upstairs is the bathroom and my dungeon!'
As my thought concluded, I just knew she would be freaked out if she got nosy and looked inside.
I stood there for a moment and decided that I would sneak upstairs and lock the door while she was in the restroom. I took my shoes off and slipped up the stairs quietly and was horrified to see her disappear through the door into the dungeon room.
I stood against the wall and watched in surprise as she picked up restraints and all sorts of other things I had in the room and smiling as she looked at them.
What surprised me most was when she next picked up a short crop and rubbed it across her exposed cleavage with her eyes closed tightly. I couldn't believe it; it was actually turning her on instead of her running away. I thought it was time to leave and let her explore for now. I slipped back down the stairs, slid my shoes back on, and went back into the living room.
The only noticeable difference now was, my cock straining hard against the fabric of my pants. There was a very noticeable bulge in the front that I was sure she would notice... mainly because it hadn't been that visible
before
I saw her reaction to my dungeon!
