So I met this girl on some app. She was interested in being tied up and I quite enjoy tying people up. So we made plans to grab a drink at a bar. Initially I suggested a spot near me to make our rope plans easier but she counter-offered another place mentioning that that bar was a lil too close to home for her. It’s the neighborhood equivalent of the bar from cheers and there are folks at that bar trying to fuck each of us (I later learned), so this was a great call on her part.
We met up for beer and margaritas. The conversation was lively and flowing. At one point she mentioned I was cute and intimated that she might wanna fuck me, and I backed her up a bit and said really I’m just here for rope no sex implied or required as I prefer low pressure situations myself. We eventually made our way to another bar…one she was familiar with but was new-ish to me….we grabbed a drink and I beelined to an empty pool table. I summarily whipped her ass at pool—my eldest cousin who babysat for me growing up took me to the bar often and taught me to play since I was old enough to stand on a milk crate and throw back Shirley temples.