Postby Nexus » Sun Aug 17, 2014 5:10 pm
I have one incident like this that still burns me with regret. However you should note that I am rather opposite of Mike, and I like to be the one doing the tying.
Back Story: There was this girl who I had come to know through mutual friends and parties and what not, to the point where we became friends (and still are to this day actually). While I was always attracted to her (as she was and still is quite the knockout) she was usually going out with a good friend of mine. I say "usually" because they are the on-again-off-again types, who break up and get back together and yadda yadda yadda. Early on in our friendship, she and my friend had been in the "off" stage for quite awhile. Well we all party one night and I wake up to find a note tucked in my pocket. It was written by her saying she thought I was hot and we should get together and she left her email address. So after many conversations on msn messenger (you can tell how long ago this was, as msn messenger was still the main form of contact for young people) and one night of too many drinks, I went over to her house and started a strictly sexual relationship. We fooled around for a month or two before my guilt towards my friend got the better of me, and we stopped. Sure enough some time later, she gets back together with my friend. No regrets so far, lets just say lessons were learned.
Fast forward. I forget if it was weeks or months or even a year later, but me and her are still friends, and she's going out with my friend. We are having yet another msn messenger conversation about nothing in particular, when we start sharing these custom made emoticons we each had. Well, she posts this .gif type emoticon that loops through about a half dozen pictures of some women in BDSM get up and positions. I was floored. I had never told her (or anybody really) about being into bondage. Playing coy, I say something like "Well thats interesting, why do you have that?" To which she responds "I'm into that sort of thing." My jaw hit the desk. I confess to enjoying it too, and tell her I wish I had have known while we had our fling. She just kind of says "yeah, oh well." And thats that.
Yeah. Oh well. For her. For me, it was a crushing regret. Like I said, she was (is) very attractive, I had even been lucky enough to get sexual with her for awhile, but what I wouldn't give to have been able to tie her up and have fun wih her, especially knowing she would have easily been all for it. That said I am now happily married to someone else, and I'm also lucky enough that my wife is willing to indulge me in my love for bondage. But that one girl will always be the one who got away...from being tied up.