Earlier today I got an email from a man on one of the dating sites I’m on. (Speaking of, I think I may be addicted to dating sites. There’s something about them – I can spend hours looking at the men who are looking for women. It also doesn’t hurt that a lot of times men write and just say how attractive they find me. I mean, it’s a great ego boost!)
Anyway, this guy wrote to me that he’s a submissive male who gets off on buying and doing things for women. He wants to take me shopping for shoes and lingerie – but doesn’t even care about seeing me in the lingerie, just wants to buy and do things for me. There is nothing sexual about it in that he doesn’t want to have sex with me. He doesn’t want to touch me. He just wants to take me shopping!
I’m seriously considering it. I mean, I’m worried on the one hand because that just sounds crazy to me and I don’t want to wind up murdered. On the other hand, I’d like for someone to buy me things and do things for me! I have a whole apartment that needs to be packed in two weeks. (Just kidding about that – I’m definitely not telling him where I live, let alone have him come to my place to pack for me.)
He seems nice and sincere. In our IM conversation he kept calling me Miss. Katie. I told him I felt like a kindergarten teacher and asked him to stop. But he wanted to call me something appropriate for a submissive male to call a woman and asked me what I thought. I told him I had no idea. We finally settled simply on Miss. It was so weird! He told me I could be as mean to him as I wanted, he didn’t care. I asked him a ton of questions, and he answered all of them. Explained that he’s done this many times before and that he only wants to make sure I feel safe and comfortable.
I don’t know! I don’t think I have a problem with him buying things for me. He said that he would “take care of himself” after he left me, because that’s how exciting it is for him to do this kind of thing. I know that it takes all kinds and I’m a very open-minded person. This however, goes to a place I’m not sure I can go – no matter how much I want a closet full of Jimmy Choos and Manolo Blahniks!
