I joined this site to learn what is available and see what the lifestyle had in store for me. In chatting with various people I learned how forthright the approach was to sex and how open everyone was and is. It gave me a completely new prospective. Funnily enough what I wanted was right under my nose all the time.
My boiler broke down the other evening and the plumber duly arrived to make the necessary repairs. The plumber, a black man, had been servicing my home for more than a year and had told me that he thought me a very attractive woman. I think he realized that my husband was no longer part of my household. His demenour was quite different, he looked directly at me as if checking me out, he stood closer to me and touched me a number of times. When he was done with the repairs he checked the system and while upstairs he stepped into my bedroom where I was only partially dressed.
He checked my bathroom and came out, I had not moved and he slipped the robe from my shoulders so he could see my breasts, walked around me sliding his hand over me while he did so. Then told me that he had been wanting to make me his bitch since he first saw me.
When he left his sperm was running down my legs and promised to return the following day and make sure the system was OK and to be prepared for some of the same. And he did.
A few nights later he took me out to see his friends, where I was mauled stroked like a farm animal. I was told that this was my life from now on. I didn't care, the sex was so wonderful, my orgasms took me out of this world - I was in sex heaven.
Last night he took me to his home and showed me his dungeon. He stripped me, cuffed me on the wrists and ankles and strung me up. Then he introduced me to his wife. |