Why I went quiet (F/F)
Posted: Sat May 27, 2023 1:14 pm
A few weeks ago I went a bit quiet. Sorry to everyone I was RPing with or swapping messages etc. This is why.
A work colleague, not particularly close friend had got divorced, and a bunch of us girls, mostly divorced ourselves, took her out to celebrate / cheer her up. As she lived quite some way off I was going to stay in her flat , which she insists is temporary measure until all the finances of the divorce are sorted, as I wouldn’t be able to drive back and taxi was too expensive.
I was in her “spare bedroom” for which read a mattress on the floor of a room full of boxes. Well in a tipsy, not blind drunk, stumble I managed to knock on of the boxes over, and it turned out to be a sex toy storage
Don’t get too excited. One Anne Summers’ Rabbit and the beginners bargain bondage bucket kind of thing: blindfold, ball gag, handcuffs with press release catches, tickler and mini cat-o-nine tails. So, realising 1. Bondage was not completely unknown to her (ill can her Jan for ease) and 2. The fact she’d kept these rather than give them to her ex or bun them, meant she was not completely alien to the thought of trying it again. What I didn’t know is if she had any bi-sexual feelings. But that could wait till morning.
I got up about 930 and dragged myself to her kitchen to make 2 coffees. I also put the ball gag and cuffs on her kitchen table. I took the coffee into her ( I was wearing knickers and baggy white t~shirt.). She was tucked in bed and I shook her gently. I couldn’t see what she was wearing, if anything, underneath the covers. “Wakes wakes and welcome to being born again single!” I said with a giggle.
I went back to her kitchen. A few minutes later she staggered in wearing a pink sleeveless cotton night dress which reached mid thighs. As I hadn’t seen the shoulder straps I did wonder if she’d slept naked! She didn’t notice the cuffs and gag at first and set about making some toast for us, but when she did she actually sneezed her coffee through her nose. “Someone’s been a naughty girl.” I said, and watched her blush. “Sorry, I accidentally kicked the box over last night. But I shouldn’t look through your private stuff.” I picked the cuffs and locked my hands behind my back. “I’ve been a naughty girl.”
“It was supposed to be an attempt to save our marriage. Spice things up again. Keep us together. It didn’t work.”
“Oh did you not enjoy it?”
“It was fun once or twice. I enjoyed it. But he didn’t seem to get more excited. And would never let me use toys in him.”
“Ohh so sad. I wish I could give you a hug.” I leant forward and kissed her on her shoulder. She put her arms round me and kissed my cheek.
“Thanks. You don’t judge me.” (I really can’t remember the full dialogue but it was something like that).
“It’s OK. I’m no stranger to ropes and cuffs myself.” At that point the toast popped up. She stepped back to butter and put marmalade in the toast, and put more bread in the toaster. I sat with my hands cuffed behind my back and tried to eat without using my hands. It made her laugh.
“Why don’t you just undo the cuffs silly?”
“More fun this way. It made you laugh.” She then started feeding me. I said “can I feed you”. And tried to lift the toast with my teeth and feed her the other corner. She carried on laughing and played along.
“Let me try!” She said. Taking the cuffs and tying her own hands behind her back. We spent the morning playing Tie Up Games, using the cuffs, and blindfold. It was gone noon when we decided we should have a shower and get dressed for the day.
She’s away for a pre planned holiday with her family this weekend so it’s my first weekend off
OK. I’ll tell you a bit more later
A work colleague, not particularly close friend had got divorced, and a bunch of us girls, mostly divorced ourselves, took her out to celebrate / cheer her up. As she lived quite some way off I was going to stay in her flat , which she insists is temporary measure until all the finances of the divorce are sorted, as I wouldn’t be able to drive back and taxi was too expensive.
I was in her “spare bedroom” for which read a mattress on the floor of a room full of boxes. Well in a tipsy, not blind drunk, stumble I managed to knock on of the boxes over, and it turned out to be a sex toy storage
Don’t get too excited. One Anne Summers’ Rabbit and the beginners bargain bondage bucket kind of thing: blindfold, ball gag, handcuffs with press release catches, tickler and mini cat-o-nine tails. So, realising 1. Bondage was not completely unknown to her (ill can her Jan for ease) and 2. The fact she’d kept these rather than give them to her ex or bun them, meant she was not completely alien to the thought of trying it again. What I didn’t know is if she had any bi-sexual feelings. But that could wait till morning.
I got up about 930 and dragged myself to her kitchen to make 2 coffees. I also put the ball gag and cuffs on her kitchen table. I took the coffee into her ( I was wearing knickers and baggy white t~shirt.). She was tucked in bed and I shook her gently. I couldn’t see what she was wearing, if anything, underneath the covers. “Wakes wakes and welcome to being born again single!” I said with a giggle.
I went back to her kitchen. A few minutes later she staggered in wearing a pink sleeveless cotton night dress which reached mid thighs. As I hadn’t seen the shoulder straps I did wonder if she’d slept naked! She didn’t notice the cuffs and gag at first and set about making some toast for us, but when she did she actually sneezed her coffee through her nose. “Someone’s been a naughty girl.” I said, and watched her blush. “Sorry, I accidentally kicked the box over last night. But I shouldn’t look through your private stuff.” I picked the cuffs and locked my hands behind my back. “I’ve been a naughty girl.”
“It was supposed to be an attempt to save our marriage. Spice things up again. Keep us together. It didn’t work.”
“Oh did you not enjoy it?”
“It was fun once or twice. I enjoyed it. But he didn’t seem to get more excited. And would never let me use toys in him.”
“Ohh so sad. I wish I could give you a hug.” I leant forward and kissed her on her shoulder. She put her arms round me and kissed my cheek.
“Thanks. You don’t judge me.” (I really can’t remember the full dialogue but it was something like that).
“It’s OK. I’m no stranger to ropes and cuffs myself.” At that point the toast popped up. She stepped back to butter and put marmalade in the toast, and put more bread in the toaster. I sat with my hands cuffed behind my back and tried to eat without using my hands. It made her laugh.
“Why don’t you just undo the cuffs silly?”
“More fun this way. It made you laugh.” She then started feeding me. I said “can I feed you”. And tried to lift the toast with my teeth and feed her the other corner. She carried on laughing and played along.
“Let me try!” She said. Taking the cuffs and tying her own hands behind her back. We spent the morning playing Tie Up Games, using the cuffs, and blindfold. It was gone noon when we decided we should have a shower and get dressed for the day.
She’s away for a pre planned holiday with her family this weekend so it’s my first weekend off
OK. I’ll tell you a bit more later