Turned out her name was Barbara.  She lived in Oak Lawn, was unhappily married and eager for new experiences.  We chatted online several times, exchanged pictures  and one thing led to another. 
 We met for lunch in Oak Lawn.  She described her car; I described mine and we met in the parking lot.  Tiny little thing, barely five feet tall but she wore high heels which is a turn-on for most men, including myself.  I handed her a gift box and told her when we got inside the restaurant, she should go into the ladies room and put it on.  "It" was a pair of thong panties with a built-in vibrator, operated by a remote control.  She didn't know it but I kept the remote control!We were led to a table and then she excused herself to repair to the ladies room for the first act of an interesting scenario.  When she returned wearing the panties under her dress, she was about 10 feet from the table when I hit the remote button. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP She stopped dead in her tracks, a strange expression on her face.  Her lips quivered before they curled into a broad grin.  Her expression spoke very clearly - either WOW or Oh, My... I turned off the remote when she sat down and showed it to her.  She grinned again and said it was incredible.  The waitress then came to take our orders so again: ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPP! "I'll have the.............." she stopped in mid-sentence. 
"Give us a few minutes," I told the waitress Barbara's face relaxed into the big grin again and she called me a devil.  She was pretty close.  We finally ordered sandwiches and coffee and as she tried to eat, the meal was punctuated by intervals of panty vibration.  Her grins got bigger and bigger.  After we finished eating, she said:  "You can't leave me like this.  Let's check into the hotel across the street and play some more."
The object of my telling you this is not to describe what went on in the hotel that afternoon because it was fairly vanilla, a matter of getting acquainted.  The bondage and spanking came later and I will describe how it progressed at another time. When it was time to leave, I gave her the remote and we made plans to meet again.  We parted and the next day I got an angry email from her.  It seems that when she was driving home, she hadn't removed the panties. She reached into her purse for her sunglasses and hit the ON button on the remote.  She ZAPPED herself!  Her driving grew erratic and she fumbled furiously in her purse to find the elusive remote while the panties bedeviled her more and more. She was afraid of being pulled over by a cop; how could she explain her actions? "But, officer, you will never believe this but..." She was angry with me but after she calmed down she realized the hilarity of the situation and we both had a good laugh over it.  We made plans to meet again the following week but didn't want to waste time with lunch so met at the Marriott near Midway.  That's when the toys and floggers came out. We both liked the double faced leather flogger for the lovely WHAP it made when it landed.  More about this later...and yes, I did get to see the famous blue dress.  Not quite like Monica Lewinsky's because there were no stains on it but I liked it on her as well as off her.