I turned my hardware business over to my partner to drive north for a couple of weeks to see our accountant. In addition to being a college friend and business advisor for years, she was a true friend and I looked forward to seeing her. Even though we were separated by enough distance to make personal contact unusual, we still kept in touch with each other because I was smart enough to hire her as our accountant; we talked every few week or so. I was always pleased to hear what was going on with her, and it was clear that her decision to move away and set up her own accounting practice was a good one.
She was extremely successful, both professionally and financially. Personally, she was very secure and stable. I did okay, but I was not excited by the way my life had turned out. Our friendship was close but platonic. Somehow, both of us valued our friendship too much to complicate it with sex. Beyond that, though, we let it be. I had a heavy fantasy life involving dominant women, and somehow I feared that dragging this emotionally explosive addition into our relationship would be devastating.
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But, emboldened by the distance and the anonymity of online chat, she eventually confessed that she was a sexual dominant. But I was too reserved to confess that I shared her kink and just tried to be helpful as a friend. One the one occasion when our online chat went too far for my comfort, she tease me with "Any time you want to try it, it's yours!
Anyway, on this trip up to visit her, I was by myself and was concerned with accounting issues and a nice visit more than anything else. When I arrived after a drive that took most of the day, she met me at the front door and explained that she just gotten a call to take a close girlfriend of hers to the airport- 90 minutes one way. Make yourself at home, but stay out of my lingerie drawer! I wandered through the kitchen, where I grabbed a beer, and then strolled through the house.
Eventually I wandered into her bedroom, where I stepped into her bathroom it smelled pretty and ladylike and showered. I even shamefully! After my brief inspection of her undies and took a couple of sniffs it was all clean, of course, damn it- what else do you expect in a lingerie drawer? Filling half of the basement, it had stocks, a pillory, an X-cross, a spanking horse, stocks mounted on a horse, a whipping post On one wall was arrayed an incredible assortment of whips, cuffs, chains, dildos, butt plugs, vibrators, vibrating butt plugs, nipple clips I discovered, to my delight, that her ideas were much like mine.
