barbra4women

I have been asked how I got into this. I suppose its time to finally put it in writing.

I was seduced into this...this feeling of wanting to submit to other women by a very wonderful and sexy young woman who found...some would say...stalked, me on my real Face book page. She introduced herself as a friend of a friend I have not seen in along time, since they moved to another city. She claimed to barley know her but during a conversation they had she talked about my work with her and how I helped her resolve some problems and decided to write to me and see if iI would talk to her about her issues. You see... I'm a physical therapist. I work at different places now. A couple of clinics and even so some things at a gym that are related to physical training. This really has nothing to do with how she seduced me but its how we met. After a while, we talked as much about her work as mine as we wrote back and forth. We talked about lots of things as we became friends, of sorts. After a couple of weeks of her saying things and dropping little hints, I finally found out for sure that what I suspected was true. She is a lesbian now. She had dated men before but has been a lesbian for a few years. She had been saying things about sexy actresses and other little things that let me know it before she told me. I am married and straight all my life but I do know some lesbians and it did not bother me at all that she was. It did make me think about some of things she had said and some of the very nice compliments she had given me on my body. We had traded several pics and the girl talk had already been a bit sexy so , for me to suddenly back up just because she was lesbian would be rude. Besides....she is very sexy looking and fun and and gave me some of the best compliments I have ever had. It was a bit flattering actually. It became the topic of conversations. We had salsa been doing other things at the same time. We were trading cooking ideas and trading pics and stories and all sorts of things. She had done some writing and let me read some of it. We sent each other links to sites of all sorts. We traded the silly jokes that get passed around. The links she sent me began to get more sexual. Pics of really hot women...stories about sexual encounters. Links to story sites. I was curious as to what she found sexy and she was showing me. Not all at once , but over a period of a few more weeks she had hinder enough at her turn ons that I was not surprised that she had a bit of a kinky side. She didn't send me directly to kinky sites but some of the places she sent me had links to them. She stared a thing where she would send me pics of hot men and women having sex and had me seeing if knew her well enough to find ones that she would like. After a short time of this I caught on that she was not just a little kinky but a lot kinky. This is the point at which she lied her ass off. Well, the whole thing had been lies but this was where she suckered me in good. She told me that the kinky stuff was actually new to her and was just in the beginning of exploring it to try to find out what really turned her on. We had talked about fantasy being a fun safe way to explore. That role play was like the ultimate, safe sex. Just words and maybe a few pics of models posing in kinky fetish wear. I had to admit how hot some of it was. Even a straight woman can know sexy when she sees other women being sexy. Even if they are two hot women kissing or making love...or being kinky. She asked me to search for kinky things and see if I could surprise her with what i could find. So...here I sam...a typical soccer mom and i end up searching kinky lesbian bondage sites for what I think is hot. She played me so well. She acted so surprised at the things I found. So grateful for taking the time to do it for her. She didn't press me for my opinion of it all. She didn't beg me to spend hours reading kinky stories about lesbian bondage and surfing sites of pics and vids of it. She didn't have to. She didn't have to try to make my panties wet and have me rush to my pc after my family dinner to find more of the most erotic, sexy things I had ever seen in my life. She didn't ask if i was going to bed at night thinking about it. ...didn't question if I was finger my wet pussy as I surfed it and masturbated to it when i would slip off into the spare bedroom in the middle of the night. What she did do was ask me if i would please do something for her. If I thought it would be fun and not hurt our friendship, if just maybe I would role play some stuff with her. If we could sometimes do some cyber sex stuff to see how it felt to her to let her kinky side out. Now don't forget we were still trading pics and cooking tips and silly jokes and being general friends more than we did the sexy stuff. It was just a part of our vanilla, straight/lesbian friendship. Thats what made it all work. that was the reason that when it turned sexy that i didn't just say to her that "sorry I'm straight and you may need to find a lesbian friend to share this stuff with" We were really good friends by then. By the time she had me sending her sexy pics and pretending to be my Mistress control my orgasms and teaching me self bondage.....she really was doing it. She had convinced me (with little effort) to get scarfs and belts from my closet to take in my spare room at night and see how it really felt to do the things we wrote about. She told me it would be way more fun if I could try to really get into it....even if i had to pretend it was a man tying me up and gently spanking myself with a soft cloth belt. It progressed to harder spanks with letter belts and tying my tits is tight ropes and not cumin for days as I tried to imagine what it would really be like to under the control of a Master. Then we had a fight. Not out first disagreement but our first time we really had a problem over anything. She wanted me to send her pics of me tied up like in one of the stories we had exchanged. Just to see that I was not lying to her and I had really been trying bondage. She accused me of just faking it and that I had not really been doing any of the stuff I said i had been doing. The truth isi had faked some of it, but not all. I really was enjoying being naughty and sexy and getting told hot hot I was. It was the most fun and most sexy thing I had ever done in my life...and she accused me of not being honest with her when I told her that. She told that she understood though. She said it was no problem and that she knew I was straight and really did understand that I had been doing it as a favor to her. i told her that i had not meant to lead her on and that if she was in any way confused and hurt over my not wanting to go that far into it with her that I was terribly sorry...that I was having fun but really had been straight all my life and this was hot and fun and really liked her but it had been just for fun. 

We didn't write much for a while. When we did, it was short and vanilla and felt so empty. It had been the most fun and most exciting weeks of my life. I had finished dinner each night and rushed up my pc to do "work from home" and chat to my Facebook friends is what i had been telling my family. When it stopped I was sad and empty and still full of thoughts of hot women and ropes and of her....my new incredibly sexy young friend who had opened my eyes to a whole new world by exploring with her. We still tried to have fun talking about other things and even some light play but it was not the same. She told me she was as crushed as I was over it. We both sat and cried silent tears as we talked of saying goodbye one night. She told me it was just too hard for her to be so attracted to me and not be able to talk sexy things to the level we had been doing.,,,and further. She hinted that the had wanted more. I finally cracked. I was so sad to think of her not being in my life anymore that I finally said I would do it more. She didn't say much right then and we both started feeling better but as the conversation went on she told me she was not just talking more of the same. But doing it even more seriously. She wanted to really be my Mistress and the only way we could do it was all the way. I sat here at the very desk with tears drying on my cheeks the moment I became hers...for real.

It lasted for only a few more days. It was suddenly over even faster than it began. She got caught. She had forgotten to move one of our conversations to her external drive she had bought to keep all of our pics and letters on. Her wife found out. It nearly wrecked their 4 year relationship and the choice was to give me up or give her up. There was no way I would let her have any choice or ruin her real life for a online relations with me, even if by then i did love her dearly. It ended up me having to be the strong one and save her. I wrote her a long goodbye. I told her she had been the best thing in my life after my own family and she needed to keep her family too. I told her as much as I could with tears falling on my keyboard. I told one more time how much i was grateful to have met her and how much I loved her. How sad it was to have to do it this way but it was for the best. Then I closed my Facebook account and the address I had opened just to write to her on. I looked from another account I opened a few days later to see if she had listened to my advice and she had. She had closed both of hers too.
It was over....