..even this didn't put him off lolIt must have been about 5 months, yes I know I’m slow!! We had swapped photos and I could tell he was keen on meet...ng. It was whatever I wanted. His house, or a coffee or beer somewhere else.I feel bad saying this but twice we arranged to meet at a pub ...and I bottled it. One I didn't go and the other I went to the car park but couldn't get out the car with nerves, and drove off. Even then he said he understood, wasn’t annoyed and said just take my time.His. " Again, well done." Serena bends down to pat me lightly on the head. "Don't feel bad. Remember, they've been doing this for a long time. Even to each other, when they're bored." She straightens up. "Now bring in the restraint."Behind me I hear the swishing of steps. I follow the sound around to my left, where an agent now appears in my view. She presents Serena with a dark gray bundle. Though it has been folded neatly, I see a number of straps poking out from the thick square.Serena takes one. I would tie my tits up, put clothespins on my nipples, I even tried spanking myself, slapping my tits, and slapping my pussy, but nothing really turned me on the way that picture did. I wanted to be taken sexually. This was only going to happen one way. I was going to have to go outside of my marriage to satisfy my sexual hunger. I went to a friend’s house and used their computer. I typed in BDSM relationships into the browser, and I very popular website came up. I must have browsed hundreds of. ”“Did the men kiss your big ass?”“Yes, I asked them. They licked it before they kissed it, while I stood with my legs apart and my hands behind my head. Just as you like me standing when you worship my ass. And Marianne and I tongue kissed at the same time. Exquisite.”“Were they bigger than me?”“They were huge. I did tell them you were nine-inches.”“Did the men orgasm?”“Yes, I gave one of them a hand job and the other a blow job,” I whisper with a hand on his no longer flaccid cock.“Did you sit.