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BDSM was the last thing on my mind when I met my husband.Dave and I had been neighbours for ten years before we started dating. We had spoken on numerous occasions, but he was slow at asking me out.In fact, he never did. When Dave needed a date for the prom, his mother came over to the house and asked me if I was interested. I wasn't because Dave had not asked himself.We had a great time at the dance. I saw that he wanted to kiss me but was shy. He pecked my cheek when he walked me to the door and blushed. I wished I had gotten more.Our wedding day was a year after we graduated from Varsity. He admitted to me on our honeymoon, before we had sex, that it was his first time. It was mine as well.After being married for twenty-three*years, I needed to spice up my life. Dave and I were forty-five*years old and had no children. We had missionary sex once a week.Dave had worked as an accountant since graduating, and I had resigned from the administration job eight years ago to be a housewife. The first week at home showed me that I was Fatih escort going to be bored out of my mind.I took up several hobbies such as hiking and baking cookies, which Dave took to work and handed to colleagues. He bragged to his friends about my baking skills, but I wished that he had bragged to them about my bed performance.Sex with my husband was like filing taxes - it had to be done and was dull like hell.After running out of hobby ideas, I went online and joined a group on social media. Some of the events posted included speed dating, art exhibitions and wine tasting. When I logged on after giving up hope on my sex life, I saw that a member had advertised a BDSM party.I couldn't resist a smile. My cheeks felt like they flushed when I browsed the photos of their previous party. Watching porn wasn't new to me due to boredom. My erotic journey began with watching a couple have sex in doggy style. Then, some of the recommended videos on the side were BDSM. I couldn't resist.There was something Fındıkzade escort bayan about being tied up and not knowing the identity of my sex master that pressed my buttons. I couldn't help but slide my hands over my abdomen and rub my pussy when the woman got spanked.I always imagined being the woman who was in chains and a slave to a man who knew how to handle me. Something about the sound of a whip got me wet.Every time I watched a woman get shackled to the wall and spread her legs, I couldn't resist masturbating. I would've given anything to be in her position.Dave told me on Tuesday that he was leaving on Friday to his monthly business meeting held out of town. The party was on Saturday. It won't hurt if I call and find out what happens.I had expected a pervert with a creepy voice to answer, but a lady with a soft tone told me that the environment was safe, and their members were from various backgrounds.I considered inviting my friend Eva to come with me, but I changed my mind Escort Gaziosmanpaşa since she would've told everyone about it.My heartbeat sped up when the cursor hovered over the confirm button. I wanted to back out, but my finger pressed the mouse. It was the desire to explore the unknown that drove me to do it.I had a Brazilian wax and a massage on Saturday morning. Not knowing what to expect at the party made my shoulders tense.The masseuse asked me what my weekend plans were. I figured that if anybody would understand my curiosity, she would.*quot;I've been to one,*quot; she said.*quot;You're kidding.*quot;*quot;It was great. Everybody was so welcoming, and they teach you the ropes if you're a beginner. Excuse the pun.*quot;We giggled. She got me excited and aroused. I went home and masturbated. After taking a shower, I watched a BDSM video to get myself in the mood.I gulped when I parked my car in front of the house. I looked in the mirror.*quot;You can do this. Just relax. Nobody is going to judge you. They're there for the same reason as you, and everybody will be friendly.*quot;My shoulders slumped when I exhaled. Jackie answered the door, and her appearance matched her lovely voice. See. Everybody here is normal like you. She owned the mansion and showed me the way to the dressing room. Jackie had switched off the lights and used candles throughout the house.