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It's Political
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Straight Female / 28
I Chose To Support A Man And Pinned My Star To His
At that time I was a Junior Auditor in the Internal Audit Department at Mega X. By happenstance we had discovered that a vendor was owned by a company owned by two Directors and that no bids were taken. The manager had slipped up "you know who owns them? Don't you?" No we didn't, to protect himself for not going out for bid he spilled the beans.
My boss had a professional issue on his hand, disclose to the Audit Committee, or cover it up. He would go to the Audit Committee. And get fired for it. That night I not only slept with him, I gave myself to him. We had sex until it was time to get ready for work. He made his presentation, he had the evidence. but he was fired.
He told me to get my purse, and we were without jobs. My future career was in his hands, I had to stay close to him, sexually. In time he got a consulting job, then a permanent position, we moved to another state. I followed. Sex was the glue. Without a job I kept the home fires burning. Sex. That's what I remember most. Following him made me his girlfriend, and my career path went away.
He has lived up to his male duties, he earns the money, I look after it. It's all out of 1955. Roast chicken, scrambled eggs with bacon. Pressed shirts, cleaned and vacuumed. Inventive sex, Kamasutra, thongs and push up bras. He calls me his wife, but I don't have the ring. Once I walked away from my job with him, I sold myself to him. He's OK with it, I had to learn to accept reality.
My boss had a professional issue on his hand, disclose to the Audit Committee, or cover it up. He would go to the Audit Committee. And get fired for it. That night I not only slept with him, I gave myself to him. We had sex until it was time to get ready for work. He made his presentation, he had the evidence. but he was fired.
He told me to get my purse, and we were without jobs. My future career was in his hands, I had to stay close to him, sexually. In time he got a consulting job, then a permanent position, we moved to another state. I followed. Sex was the glue. Without a job I kept the home fires burning. Sex. That's what I remember most. Following him made me his girlfriend, and my career path went away.
He has lived up to his male duties, he earns the money, I look after it. It's all out of 1955. Roast chicken, scrambled eggs with bacon. Pressed shirts, cleaned and vacuumed. Inventive sex, Kamasutra, thongs and push up bras. He calls me his wife, but I don't have the ring. Once I walked away from my job with him, I sold myself to him. He's OK with it, I had to learn to accept reality.
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