Vanilla not so Vanilla?

Seems like it’s men hunt season for me! At least my luck has been good so far. When it comes to looking for a special someone I am not always so lucky but 2 have come into my life in a relatively short time. One has chosen the exit door already but another one just came up.

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Of course I am not holding my breath, its only been 2 dates so far so he can go out of my life as fast as he came in at this point. But so far so good. First date lasted 4 hours. Second date (yesterday) lasted 12 hours! Yep 12 hours! And no don’t go thinking half of that was in bed. I like him, he is a gentleman, he’ll wait a tiny bit (not that we were totally innocent either!).

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He is GQ Handsome to the point that I panicked a bit when I met him, he is self-employed and seems very well off, he has manners, is modest, intelligent and is just as much a foodie as me. Oh I have found a few flaws too but no need to mention that. There is one thing though that may be an issue, or at least I thought so till yesterday. He is a vanilla and does not know about my BDSM life.

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Well does not know! I have said nothing so far. I have had my little share of inside jokes (inside my head) as to some conversations we had. But I think by the time he left my place yesterday he had figured out something was up.  Like I said the man ain’t stupid at all. See I had not planned to invite him up so my place was not as ‘fetish’ proof as I had hoped. Sure I have the excuse that I have a sex toy company and I usually have something naughty laying around. That he knew. But a series of little things happened as well while at my place. I rarely divulge juicy bits but enjoy there will be a bit here.

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First thing was my fetish PVC platform boots in my closet as we took our coats off. I had made a joke about wearing such boots on the first date because he is 6ft6in tall. He saw them right away and commented. My excuse: sex toy co. requires me to go certain events at times. Then he made a comment about my bike lock which happens to be a chain mad eof huge links. It really is my bike loc yes it has be used in scenes. We right awy he was like ‘do you whip people with that’. Innicent: ‘NO its my bike lock!’. While not being totally innocent at one point he asked ‘do you dominate or like to be dominated?’. What? OK I don’t think at that point his definition and my definition of the word dominate are identical but still I was surprised he asked..and thought there may be potential here. Next imagine him shirtless and I am grazing his nipples. A moan! Oh good he like nipple attention. I play gently with them with my mouth. He tells me I can bite more. Oh really now? I can bite? He has no clue what I did next was actually a little mini nipple torture scene lol. I bit baby, then kissed tenderly, teased, liked and bit again over and over. It was awesome! I asked later if anyone ever did that to him. He said yes, once, but no where near as good as me. I was laughing in my head “Honey you have NO IDEA what I could do too you”. One move he did at one point was scratch my back the whole  length with his nails. It was like a delicious  electrical current had gone through me. I think he tried it to test my reaction and he was both happy and surprised at it.

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Even if I was insisting that we be good (enough) and not go too far, he clearly had figured out at this point I am not a shy or prude gal and I like to experiment. I was comfortable enough at this point too that he did not know too much but suspected a bit and seemed cool with it. And its always when you think you are in the clear that you get caught! As we cuddled he asked: “And exactly what do you do with that big metal ring above your door”. Heh……what hook I say innocently. He points at it. I say it was there when I moved in and I never took it down. He was not buying it. Its pretty damn obvious he now knew I am more then just a little kinky. If things go further I will tell him of course slowly. But on date 2 no way! Deny, deny , deny! He dropped it not because he beleived me but because he realized I was not gonna say anything. But that is not the end of it, oh no! As he gets dressed to leave he reads outloud the title of book lying there(the one part of the cover that happens to not be covered by something!): Bondage. And then peaks behing a picture and sees a strapless strapon (like Feeldoes) and a wood carved penis. I wanted to die right there! OMG. I was really trying to stay calm. I kept the straightest face I could muster and pointed to the red suitcase next to the toys: This suitcase is my demo suitcase for the sex toy parties, I use this corner of the drawer to keep work related stuff”. Deny, deny , deny! Again he ain’t buying it be did not press the matter.

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So now he is off to another city till the end of the holidays and I won’t seem before early 2010. I do think I will here from him aagin….that is if he does not freak himself out with his imagination and how perverted I seem to be by then! Patience will be a tough virtue!

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