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Old 10-27-2020, 01:46 PM
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This takes place way back. A buddy of mine was supposed to meet me at a bar for a few beers, I got there first and while waiting, the bartender held up the phone and called out my name, it was my buddy, he couldn't make it. I decided to have a couple anyway, sitting there watching a game when this older lady, guessing now 35, started chatting with me. I'm kind of shy, so she was the one initiating the conversation, but she had the ditzy kind of fun girl aura.

I don't know what brought it up, I think a cop show, but she asked me if I had ever been in handcuffs, I thought she meant had I been arrested, no, of course not. She laughed and said, the fun kind of handcuffs, I had heard of BDSM, mostly from Playboy cartoons, but I tried to act worldly and said "everyone talks about the leather, but no one does anything about it", playing off the old Mark Twain quote. BTW, that line has lead to a lot of fun in my life, use it.

She invited "why don't we have a beer at my apartment and I'll show you the ropes", another big laugh.

She lives in a huge apartment complex, but we finally get there, I'll skip the preliminaries, but it didn't take too long before she was naked, blindfolded and tied to the posts on her bed, I had a little whip she gave me, fun times. Then she said I need your cock, put on a condom.

Oh shit, I forgot them in my car, I asked if she had one, but I got this "what kind of girl do you think I am vibe", go figure. I tell her I'll be right back, she says "hurry". I was smart enough to leave the door unlocked since I didn't have a key, I run down to my car, grab two or three, and start heading back. Then it dawns on me, I have no idea what her apartment number is or where it is, there are dozens of possibilities. I wander around for a while looking for visual clues, I can't just start looking for an unlocked door, I'll be in handcuffs for real. So I just leave.

That bar was one of our hangouts, but I avoided it for weeks, fearing I'd run into a very angry kinky lady. But eventually I returned and there she was. I walked up to her to apologize and explain, but she kissed me and said that was the hottest thing she had ever experienced.
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