Adventures

A lot of things have happened over the last few days, but the biggest one is wrapped up in a lot of smaller ones.

One of the joys of being online, is that, at least in the realms I chat in, really no limits at all, bar imagination. The oddest thing that can be described is probably being done. Placed in a land with no limits, besides the ones in my own head, I quickly discovered I naturally gravitate towards women, so much so that many of my friends there were surprised to discover I am married to a man, and do enjoy them.

It has let me discover what I really and truly want, and I've been lucky enough to play with some virtual partners that have helped refine my desires beautifully (One never realized how much they liked hoods on a sub until she had a partner who clamored after them). The only issue has been, it is nothing but the virtual world.

I've also made some interesting friendships, the most surprising of which are with a few permanent 'slaves', who use the virtual world as a means to get out and do things. All with permission of course. I find them fascinating, as they are all extremely nice and often very smart women, and it's changed my perspective on the idea. (As my husband has noted, D/s relationships seem to fair no better nor worse for longevity that anyone else's.)

One of the girls I talk to has ended up being a natural sounding board for me. She's polite, but very knowledgeable, and not above making penetrating remarks of insight. I had admired her happy relationship with her Master, and she noted one day I'd be lucky and meet the right girl.
"I have, except she's in England, and taken."
"Well, she's not really the right girl then, is she, Miss?"

I was stunned, because this was it to the core. I love Em quite a bit, but at best we'll be able to visit occasionally and maybe play. And by occasionally I mean possibly, if I'm lucky, one time this year. As we both noted, her life would have to radically change for that to be any different. And currently, at least, I'm out of the breaking up people's relationships business.

And in visiting Northbound, that place of kink, I found myself seeing a little postcard. "Kink friendly" it assured me, in various terms. "Monthly women's only night." I paused. But, let's be honest, I've tried dating women. I've tried picking them up with only varying success. Perhaps I should just be direct, go to this sex party, bring some rope, and see who creams for it.

Worth a little real-world adventuring?
I think so.

Maybe I'll tie up Miss Right.