Jake Furie Lapin: BDSM lesson Part 1

Recently, I received an invite from a more upscale burger joint that was hosting a charity event in another county.  I decided to attend, and perhaps with the influence of my online followers that might be local,  I could help them get a decent crowd.  When I arrived at the place it was extremely busy and the charity had already begun.  It was my first visit there and I was excited to try their cuisine. When I sat down, I ordered a tuna appetizer and one of their craft beers.  Next to me was a couple, and I happened to notice that they had a very unusual clam appetizer.  Because food is one of my loves, I took a longer than normal stare at it.

As the night continued, I had another one of the craft beers, which was putting me into a mood.  The female next to me , who I assumed was her date had asked, “What appetizer is that?”  I had ate about half of it because I wasn't enjoying it.

I told her, “It’s a peppered tuna appetizer, which I normally order in my favorite sushi restaurant, but his one really isn't doing it for me.  In fact, the tuna seems a bit rotten, old.”

She and I started talking about sushi restaurants.  She had mentioned another one that was close to where we were that was for a high end crowd.  I told her I had been there several times but I preferred a place that was a bit more low key, and was probably the best sushi in New Jersey.

“Maybe one day I will take you there” Smiling, I threw at her to see if she would bite.

I felt a little awkward because who I thought was her date, was joining in our conversation back and forth.  He seemed to cut out sometimes and put himself away from the conversation, so I thought it could have been her brother or perhaps a co-worker. I wasn't really sure what to make of the guy next to her.  I had no intention of meeting anybody or flirting with anybody; my only intention that night was going there to support a charity.

As the night wore on, she had offered to share her appetizer.  “Would you like to have some of my clam?” she asked with a flirtatious smile.

I told her, “I prefer my clams to be totally raw and smooth.”

She smiled and said, “Well mine has a small carpet on it.  Would that be okay?”

“In my lifestyle, I prefer to have it smooth and bare.  I might have to take it off for you.” I dared.

She then asked, “What is your lifestyle?”

“I am into the BDSM lifestyle,” I answered her.

She said, “Oh, I’m very curious about it, but I don’t know what to do, or how to go about exploring the BDSM lifestyle.”

“There is plenty of reading to do ahead, and you should definitely research it first before getting into the lifestyle,” I informed her.

We started to talk a little bit further when her date left to use the bathroom.  “Would you be willing to show me?” she probed.

I smiled at her, “Hmm.  We will just have to see.”

Changing the subject, she asked, “What do you do?”

I divulged to her, “I work in banking.”  I didn't give her a clue that I was working on an erotica novel, as that typically scared women away.

She noticed the scar on my arm.  I told her that it came from a childhood tragedy on a subway, and that I didn't even notice it anymore.  She put her nails on the scar and glided her hand lightly across it.  “Does it hurt?” she inquired.

“No, not at all,” I replied.

She proceeded to tell me that she had scars of her own. I asked her where they were from.  Apparently, she was in an abusive relationship a few years ago and she was in it for quite a long time.  The partner had actually stabbed her a couple of times in the stomach and once in the ribs.  They didn't go deep, but it was enough to leave scars on her body that she was self-conscious about.  “The right man will come into your life.  Don’t worry about your scars.  Be confident in who you are,” I told her.

She got quiet for a moment and then she asked, “What exactly do you do in banking?”
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I replied, “I’m in the mortgage division of the bank.  I help clients finance homes that they might want to refinance or purchase.  I also dabble in cooking and writing in my spare time.”

She said she was considering buying a home in the area and that she may need my help one day. "I love to cook also!!, but I'm not impressed by the food here as well, I'm considering going to culinary school to brush up on my skills, but right now I'm busy working as an administrative assistant for a law firm.", she told me.

"Getting tired of straightening out the briefs?" I chuckled but I still felt awkward because the person she had come with had long since returned from the bathroom and was sitting with her.  I felt some uneasiness from him.  My style is not to come between a female and her date.

“Here is my card.  If you need any help you can give me a call,” I said while handing both of them a card, so that I could assure him that I wasn't going after his date.  "I have to leave tonight, as I am early riser.", shaking both their hands firmly.

No sooner had I paid my tab and left, she sent me a text.  She excused herself for texting me without giving me her number first at the bar, and introduced herself.  The essence of the text was that she had a really good time talking to me at the bar, and she wanted to know if I cared to meet her for extra drinks at another place to continue the conversation.

I answered, “You know what, I am living life at the fullest at this point.  Why not?  It’s still a little early, only 11:30 at night.  Let’s continue the conversation and go for more drinks.  Where would you like to go?”

“How about my place?” was her response, as she gave me her address
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I chuckled of course and wrote, “Well, isn't your friend with you?”

“Oh him, that was a blind date.  It went sour from the moment we met.  He wasn't into me at all and only talked about himself.  I like the fact that you asked questions about me, listened to my responses, and told me more about yourself.  I really enjoyed the time.  I live in a gated community.  I will buzz you in,” she text back.

Seize the moment or ask to meet at a public place?

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