At Long Last, Bondage

I've always been interested in bondage. I played a lot of tie-up games as a kid, with girls from the neighborhood, and with a coujple of cousins. Drifted away as a teenager, as it did seem a bit, well, childish, even though I would occasionally get aroused when a youngster, although at the time I had no idea what was going on. Did some military service, and when I got out, I met a girl, and got married. A couple of months into our marriage, I hinted to my then-wife that I would kind of like to tie her up. She was adamantly against it, so it never happened, and after 9 years of marriage, we divorced. The bondage had nothing to di with the divorce, but my career as an over the road trucker was the cause. She just coiuld no longer handle the absences. So, far 12 years, I was always on the road, just a "wandering star". Then, I met HER! Deanna was a co-worker, another driver for the same small company, and I ran into her at a warehouse also loading. We were going to the same destination, and, for once, I decided to run with someone rather than by myself. So, between the CB radio, cell phone calls, and our occasional stops, we got acquainted. Enough that we began a relationship, began team driving, and on a trip thru Las Vegas, tied the knot. After that, we decided we wanted to be off the road, so got local jobs and even bought a small piece of land and house. Then, one day, we were cleaning junk out of the old shed, and I found a rather long piece of rope; hemp rope. While Deanna was concentrating on what she was doing I made a half-assed lasso, and when she stood up, I lassoed her, and pulled her to me with the rope. My intent was just o give her a kiss, but when she got up next to me, she said, "you going to tie me up and ravish me, or what?" She was not a bit upset with me, and her words took me by surprise. So, I said, "I just might at that." Then I gave her the kiss I was intending to give her. After a very passionate, almost hungry kiss, we seaparated, and, looking me directly in the eye, she asked, "hands behind me or in front?" Again off guard, it took me a few seconds to regain my wits, and said, "behind". She turned around, and placed her arms behind me, wrists crossed. I repositioned them pal to palm, causing her to say, "hmm, my brothers never tied me this way". As I made sevaral wraps and then cinched them, (not easy when the rope is about 75 feet long) I asked her if her brothers tied her very often. "Pretty much every day every summer, but just on Saturdays during school< from the time I was about 8 until I was 14. Even after the older ones graduated, they tied me up fairly regularly." I asked if she minded, and she said she actualled challenged them to tie her well enough to prevent escape. At first, she said, she could get loose, because they didn't want to hurt her, but after they found out she not only didn't mind, she actually enjoyed it, they began tying much tighter and stricter. Deanna is 3 years younger than me, 5-4,36DD breasts, 30 inch waist, 38 inch bottom, brunette, green eyes. Absolutely nothing like my first wife, who was a blond, rather petite, with B cup boobs. Anyway, our already greatg sex life became even more enjoyable, with bondage now a great part of it. Sometimes, we role-play. with her dressing in different outfits, sexy lingerie, etc, and sometimes we just get out the rope, strip naked, and do our thing. She loves being frogtied, giving head, even swallows; and then being pounded from behind, and then face up. Although she experienced anal sex frequently with her first husband, she isn't fond of it, and has asked me not to attempt is, as, apparently I'm quite a bit larger than her ex. Fine with me, as I've never done that anyway, so not missing anything. Recently, we borrowed a friend's clubhouse, along a nearby river, and she was the "lonely, sexually frustrated MILF," and I was the burglar. But thats for another time. I'll just say it was monumentally unforgettable.