I (f37) met the man I call Daddy (m37) on Tinder after my divorce. To be honest, I met many men on Tinder after my divorce and fucked a lot of them, but Daddy is one of my favorites. He’s got a combination of confidence and attention to detail that makes me want to do anything he tells me to do, and that’s good for us both because he likes giving commands.
*(Everything described below was discussed beforehand and consensual. There was a safe word. It didn’t get used.)*
One recent Friday, I had a day off work and Daddy told me he was going to come over and fuck me midday. He instructed me to buy his favorite beer, leave the front door unlocked, and wait for him on my knees in the middle of my living room floor, wearing nothing but heels, the butt plug he gave me as a gift earlier in the week, and the bra and panties I had on the last time I fucked someone else (he loves hearing about me fucking other men, and telling me about the way he fucks his wife).