I was talking with somebody the other day, she and I were trading stories from our years in the bdsm world. She brought up an interesting question. What was your favorite, unanticipated heat of the moment encounter, one that had an impact on who you are now. I thought I knew the answer immediately, but then another instance came to mind, which makes me smile at the mere thought of.

It was supposed to be an innocent lunch, a meet and greet. We were just going to chat. She was younger, early 20s. I had about 8 years on her. After lunch, at a busy area in Washington Avenue, we sat in my truck and talked. Slowly she was inching towards me, eventually cuddling. It was sweet, it felt innocent like in high school. Eventually she worked her way onto my lap. That is when immediately things became heated. She was a tiny girl, weighed little, but her weight on me caused an immediate and involuntary hardening. We kissed, and I could feel the heat radiating from under her skirt. In short order I was inside her. Holding each other close, in a busy parking lot, in the front seat of my work truck, just grinding, deep. I came in her. She thanked me, and a short but intense dynamic ensued.

That day is one of the first encounters that really highlighted that d/s can be moments of simple passion, not elaborate scenes.