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Following my night with the hockey club, I wanted to seek out similar opportunities. I was exhilarated, but this time not at all conflicted. The women were all from a distant suburb, and thus no threat to my standing as a future teacher. It was unlikely that I would meet Gwen again. However I had no luck finding other possibilities. I dare not just approach people and ask if they wanted me to perform naked at one of their parties. I advertised via an assumed name, and using a post office box for replies, in an underground paper that ran a section for making sexual contacts. But to no avail. So I went into high school teaching, met a lovely girl and got married. After five years to work off my scholarship bond, I joined a prestige International company, progressing quickly through sales, into management, and eventually became Branch Manager. This rapid success surprised me at the time, because I believed sincerely that I had the opposite personality to the flamboyant salesman, or alpha manager. But I became successful by being a good listener who was able, by astute questioning, to lead the prospect, or employee, to reach a conclusion of his/her own accord, that just happened to be the one that I would agree with. With this success, I became attractive to more and more people, including women, and I am afraid that I was too immature to resist the many temptations that were coming my way. These consisted of alcohol-fueled one-night stands, mostly with career women who were not seeking anything more. I never initiated the occasions, but Gölbaşı escort bayan it was well known that I would be a most willing sexual partner for a night. These “affairs” twice blossomed into something more extended, and I am sincerely sorry for the hurt I caused my wife on these occasions. I am blessed that she has continued to stand by me through these times. The first of these “serious affairs” was with a twenty-four year old girl (call her Diane) who was the most adventurous and uninhibited woman I have known. Let’s be honest here – that was her attraction! She was a trainee analyst in my branch, and clearly out to snare me, so obviously that she earned the nickname “grey nurse” after the predator shark. She had recently returned to Australia from England, where she had been in a relationship with a much older expatriate Australian TV personality. When she determined he had no intention of marrying again, she broke with him, and returned home. She enjoyed taking risks. We masturbated each other under the table at a restaurant. We had sex in relatively public places, and were discovered more than once. We joined a foursome with a black American couple. She loved to “flash” her tits, and even her pussy to passing men, “accidentally” of course. On a couple of occasions, she went totally nude for a short time in front of strangers. She was always the one to initiate these adventures. One particular evening she wanted to know my favourite fantasy, before telling me hers. I recounted the Escort Keçiören afternoon with Pat and her friends, and that I had always wished for another such experience. I did not think of that discussion again until later. My thirty-sixth birthday came around, and I spent it with my family. But Diane insisted that I should spend the night with her, the next Saturday, to allow her to celebrate as well. I arrived at her apartment about seven pm, and she showed me straight into her bedroom. On the bed she had laid out some sex tools, that were to make up part of my present. There were soft handcuffs, a blindfold, a riding whip and a couple of similar discipline devices, and a contraption that looked like it might be a muzzle for a dog. She wanted to try it all out, so I stripped, and she handcuffed me behind my back, and started to attach the “muzzle” to my cock and balls. One thin strap was applied under my balls, right over the top of my penis, and tightened. Another thin strap, attached to the first, was tightened around my erect penis. On this strap was attached a small bell, and a ring to which she attached a lead. The effect was to lift both my balls, and my penis, up and out. With the lead, she directed me around the room, to test that it was attached properly. She then fitted the blindfold, which was extremely efficient. Asked to bend over the bed, she tried each of the four “punishers”, and led me by the leash out of the room. As I became aware that there were others in the room, I remembered Kızılay escort the fantasy I had revealed to her. “This is the rest of my birthday gift.” It turns out that there were two other girls in the room. I could not see them, but one was introduced as “Leah”, Diane’s best friend from school, who was now a junior account executive at a well-known advertising agency. The other, call her Mona, was also a friend from school, who was now a Registered Nurse, recently separated from her husband, and who was currently flatting with Leah while she found a new job and accommodation in Sydney. Each girl was given a trial of the leash, and then I was told I was to be their waiter for dinner. The blindfold and handcuffs were removed, and I commenced my duties, as the girls sat at the table. The leash and the straps were laid next to me and a I remained standing as I awaited orders. So I served the meals that were already waiting in the kitchen. I responded to tugs on the leash that rung the little bell, to serve drinks, take away dishes, and bring the next course. On occasion I received punishment for some alleged error, using one of the straps. Several times I was ordered to kneel beside one of the girls, who would feed me from her plate, and allow me a sip of wine from her glass. All the time they chatted among themselves, as they would in a normal restaurant. After dinner, I washed the plates and glasses, dried them and put them away. I was led out the front door, up the stairs, and told to knock on a door. It was opened by a middle-aged well-dressed lady, who was Diane’s landlady, and who owned all three apartments. She gave me my assignment, which was to vacuum the main room, and then I was led to the other apartment on the top floor. There I met a pregnant woman about my age, and her partner, an older man who reeked affluence.

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