She helped me up and we took the dirty clothes to the laundry basket and I showed Tiff her clean stuff for the morning, “Are you sleeping here with ...e sir, I don’t mind if you do sir?” she said excited that I was sleeping over, I told her it would be safer if I slept in the same bed and as it was late we climbed in the bed with only a thin sheet covering us and she turned on her side facing away from me, “Goodnight sir” she sighed, “I don’t mind if you cuddle me sir if you want to sir” she said. When I started there was no such thing as the internet and met guys via the contact section of local papers but once the internet and on line contact sites came about it was so much easier to meet.The guys who introduced me to BDSM, Byron and Terry , were soon seeing loads of guys. By then I was on flexitime and could have long lunchbreaks and they worked from home so could meet for a long midday session. I got a call one day and they asked if I would like to pop over and see them - little did. I hesitated before I told her that she was that only women in nearly 10 years that I had told I loved, since my wife Gina had died. Bob I have wanted to hear you say that to me for the last 4 months and was afraid if I told you of my love you may leave, giving me long kiss. We decided that I would try to take the dominate roll but wanted it special telling her that I would rent a beach house for the weekend. I knew most of the things she liked but found out that she did not like humiliation,. I love women of all colors,But she was one of those white women that could walk into a all black bar and be fine.She was what I like to call a BMF (Black-Man-Friendly) a natural flare that I would find the answer to this puzzle much later. So we couldn’t take it no more.All the talk about her sucking my cock and us phone fucking made us nuts,so we made plans to meet that Saturday.She was only few towns away.So we made arrangements for her to go the nearest bus stop and I would be arriving.