Mary began it all

How does one start down the path toward the deviant?
Does it really start one day with a simple suggestion or idea?

I look back and wonder if I were somehow predisposition to the allure of certain taboos?

When I was in my mid 30’s I lived alone in a small apartment. I had a pretty decent job that paid all of my bills and only had me working 4 days a week. I think I’m pretty average looking. I stand 6’1 and weigh 175lbs with short brown hair and blue eyes. I try to work out a couple of times a week when I am not working.

I moved out to the Mid-West by myself and didn’t know too many people. I did manage to meet up with a few lovely ladies when I went out to the bars and managed to meet a few from online.
This brings me to one of my favorite at home pastimes. I spent quite a bit of time browsing the various chat rooms and of course looking at porn.
On one evening at the beginning of June I happen to be sitting in a local chat room. I opened with my standard “Hi everyone”.
I saw a few “Hellos” scroll by from various anonymous people in the room.
Then I got an instant message that just said, “I want to give you head.”
I couldn’t help but get a grin on my face just reading it. That surely is an interesting way of getting someone’s attention.
I did a quick look at the persons profile and it only said they were female and lived in a city nearby.
The IM chime rang again and there was just an “?”
I really wasn’t sure what to make of it. I figured it was just somebody playing around, so I decided to play along.
“Sounds wonderful to me,” I responded.
With that I got the traditional happy face “:)”.

I decided to see what information, real or pretend I could get from my mysterious chatter.
Another chime brought a new question. “OK, when?”
I decided I needed to find out a little more about this person. After all, I wouldn’t want it to be a guy.
My next message went out “ASL?”

What came back stunned me a little.

“15/F/Beach Park: U?” it read.

15?
OK, either someone is playing around and pretending or I could be in big trouble.
I started to wonder if it was an undercover cop or something trying to set up a sting or something.
I began to get a little nervous. Part of me wanted to close the message and turn off the computer.
But, that other voice inside my head said, “Stay and just play it safe.”
That voice won out. I sent back my answer of “34/M/Round Lake.”
“Not too far” was her response.
“Too old?” I quickly sent her way.
“No, I like older guys.” She replied.
“Oh, been with many?” I questioned.
“A few” came back.

I decided this might be leading me in to lots of trouble so I decided to try to switch the conversation.
For the next few comments I found out that her name was Mary and that she was just taking a break from studying for finals.
She also shared that her and her friends like to get stoned and just hang out.
Then she sent back another IM that just said “So, when do you want your bj?”
I decided it was best to postpone that a bit for my own safety.