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The Party's Over

Wed, 26 Feb 2003 00:00:00 +0000

OK. So I can remember the party. My best friends’ 30th and it was huge. All in total I think there were about 100 people attending, most of whom I knew. It was open bar, live music, and in a hotel, so my level of intoxication was not to be an issue.

There were some new faces, one face I remember clearly (along with other of her attributes), a red head, about 5'5" and looking like a Victoria’s Secret model. She was dressed in tight blue jeans and a low cut top and seemed to be interested? Now, I am not the super stud, hunk of a man that would seem to be her type. I am about 6’, 200 lbs., and have that “boy next door” look, you know, the one who the parents always liked but she wanted something a little more “dangerous”. That’s not to say I don’t my dark side, the side that I apparently shared with this stranger, Aaron?. I think. Anyway, I remember talking to her at the bar and hitting it off. We talked for hours, or so it seemed. I know that we entered into some conversations relating to sex, and as I put down the beers, they became quite explicit. I shared with her my fascination with bondage, something that only an X would have known about me. She in turn shared some of her more risqué sex stories. She was obviously more versed than I in the subject and I found myself becoming aroused.

The Party's Over

Wed, 05 Feb 2003 00:00:00 +0000

8 8 The Party’s Over by RopeBound

There were some new faces, one face I remember clearly (along with other of her attributes), a red head, about 5’5” and looking like a Victoria’s Secret model. She was dressed in tight blue jeans and a low cut top and seemed to be interested? Now, I am not the super stud, hunk of a man that would seem to be her type. I am about 6’, 200 lbs., and have that “boy next door” look, you know, the one who the parents always liked but she wanted something a little more “dangerous”. That’s not to say I don’t my dark side, the side that I apparently shared with this stranger, Aaron. I think. Anyway, I remember talking to her at the bar and hitting it off. We talked for hours, or so it seemed. I know that we entered into some conversations relating to sex, and as I put down the beers, they became quite explicit. I shared with her my fascination with bondage, something that only an X would have known about me. She in turn shared some of her more risqué sex stories. She was obviously more versed than I in the subject and I found myself becoming aroused.

Big Things Cum in Small Boxes

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

It was about 3 weeks before the wedding, but more importantly, 2 weeks before the bachelor party! I was hanging out with a group of friends at a local bar, including my best man, knocking back a few and discussing our plans for the event. Ben (the best man), was letting me know just enough about the party to make it enticing, but not give away everything. Surely the night would include some heavy drinking and scantily clad women, but what else, I was not privy to at this time.