Tiffany and I have been friends since college. We shared a lot of classes and spent a lot of time together outside of class. We grew very close as friends. Of course, I was very attracted to her. She is a 5'4" American girl of Chinese heritage. Her hair is raven black and has a face as cute as a button. During our College years, it was inevitable that there was some sexual tension (inevitable for me anyway). We would flirt back and forth and even spent a few nights in each other's dorm rooms. I did make one pass at her, but she told me that she didn't want to risk our friendship. I was devastated at the time, but in the 5 years since college, I have come to appreciate our friendship so much that I suspect that her decision might have been the right one.
Our friendship had grown so much that there is almost nothing that we don't tell each other. After graduation, she and I lived in the same city and would hang out after work and on the weekends. A couple of years after college, she started dating Edwin. Although he was also an American of Chinese descent, he was a good deal more traditional than Tiffany. After a short time, they became engaged, married and moved out into the suburbs. She still worked in the city not far from where I live. So, two or three times a week she would stop by my place before heading home to avoid the rush-hour traffic. She would hang out at my place, have a beer or two and we would shoot the shit. We talked about everything.
One of her favorite topics was my dating life. I'm not the most attractive guy, but I'm attractive enough that I've never had much difficulty finding dates. Tiffany found my dating life amusing because I had a tendency to find girls that were somewhat crazy or eccentric. I would almost always stay with these girls much longer than I should because once I started getting some action, I would get hooked. Once sex was available, my second head would do most of the decision-making. Tiffany knew that sex was my weakness when it came to my dating life.
On one particular occasion, I was lamenting my experiences with a girl I had dated a few times. This is when Tiffany started a conversation that would change my life.
"Dan, why do you let yourself get sucked in by a pretty face and spread legs?" She said.
"Isn't it obvious?! I'm a guy. I find myself very conflicted when I'm dating. I do want to find a nice girl, but once I have a chance to have sex, my libido takes control and I fail to see or I ignore the negative qualities my dates have." I responded.
"Can't you just pull yourself out of that pattern and not focus so much on sex until after you get to know the girl?" Tiffany said.
"I tell myself that all the time, but once I get out there and sit across from them at dinner or dance with them a club, I find myself thinking about nothing more than getting them back to my place. And when I get them there once, I just want to get them back there again. It is only after the sex gets boring that I start to recognize all of their negative qualities." I offered.
"Hmm... I have given it some thought and I think I have an idea that might help you. I could help you screen your dates." Tiffany said.
"Well, I would love for you to meet them and give me your opinion, but I don't see how that would stop me from wanting to jump them as soon as I get the chance." I countered.
"Well, I have a solution for that... Do you remember that club we went to a few years back? The one in the old warehouse downtown?" She said.
"You mean that S&M fetish club?" I responded.
"That's the one! When we were there I signed up for their list-serve and I have been receiving e-mails from them ever since. I always read them and will occasionally check out the web sites that they link to. Some of those sites are about chastity. I think that if you wear a chastity belt, it would remove your bad habit of taking a girl to bed before you get to know her." She offered.
"Wow, that seems a bit drastic. But, how would that even stop me? I would just come home and take it off." I retorted.
"Well, the devices are locked. You would give the key to some one you trust - like me! I would hold on to it until you got to know the girl. Once you decide that you liked her enough, I would meet her. If she seems like a good match for you, I would give you the key and you could date her normally." She said.
"Huh... I don't know. It sounds like a weird idea. I think it could work for the dating, but what about my needs? I... well... take care of myself more than a few times a week. Not being able to do that would probably make me crazy!" I said.
She laughed.
"Take care of yourself?! Of course you do! Well, I'm here about 3 times a week anyway, I could try to make it 4 times a week and I would unlock you to take care of your 'needs' and then you would put the belt back on before I go." She suggested.
I laughed, somewhat nervously.
"Well, I appreciate the offer, but I don't think my situation is so bad. This seems a bit drastic. But I appreciate the offer... ha ha ha."
