How To Be What A Man Wants So I Can Get What I Want
As far back as I can remember I was encouraged to be strong and think for myself. I and only I had to look after my best interest. My mother was hurt after my father left her and she brought that out in us (my little sister and me). Think hard, can a man make a difference? Not likely. It was like that. Not a man hater, but she had no use for a man.
I went away to college paid for by my grandmother and was frankly on the bitch side and dated very little and 'no guy' put a hand on me. I saw lots of girls fall and very few ever stood up again. That was not going to be me. I went to work after college and changed jobs a year later, for the money and the opportunities. I had fallen into HR as something I had an aptitude for. In the company I was working for, I had worked there five years, when I was given a new boss. Not my direct supervisor, I had an office manager, a woman who had many of the same attitudes as me. Men are fine, but not for me. She had been burned leaving her with five kids. Oh, let me say this too. She was a California beauty, and at 55 she was still a very good looking woman. Men flocked to her, older men of course, at the wine bar when we went.
One day our new boss came to me and told me that I wasn't any good to him if I didn't do what he said. I tried to say what if I disagreed with him? Well in that case suck it up. I found it offensive and told my direct boss and she talked to him and he told her it time for her to tow the line. He instituted a dress code, for women in the office. It's true that some of the women had taken the relaxed dress code a bit too far, but to tell us we had to wear a bra was too much. He told me flat out, in my face, if my tits were moving I was wearing the wrong bra. He was of course not talking about me, I don't have enough tits to be a problem. But we did have a woman who was big, huge actually and her tits were everywhere when she walked, and once I started to pay attention, she many times didn't wear a bra. I had to tell he to wear a bra and she told me no bra fit her right and anyway, I couldn't tell her to wear a bra.
It was during this period that he called my attention to my pants. Too tight, he could see the crack of my ass. Modesty, that's what he was looking for out of me. As the HR specialist I had to set the example. I won't say it was on purpose, but he did pull my shirt out to see if I had enough tits and he told me I was just barely bigger than some of the men he saw at the gym. Yeah, but do they have nipples? Do they? No, so leave me alone with my tits. And I walked off.
He came to my office and leaned on my desk forcing me into eye contact. He told me to get my act together and do what I was told. And left. I knew then, I was going to be on the receiving end of his dick. I started to wear new panties. It's not that I wanted it, I didn't. I just new that I wasn't going to escape him. I new that I was going to do as I was told. My supervisor told me that I had lost the battle of wills to him and now he owned me. If I didn't want to lose out I had better start putting on a new face, before he found a younger model.
It was her to that told him that I was wearing new panties. For him. It was embarrassing, but not as embarrassing when she lifted my dress to show him. She told him not to play with me, to fuck me and get it over with. And to fuck the rules, I needed to get laid and he needed to do it. He did, and she said hurray! Now you own him.
I do what I'm told, I don't hardly think about it. It's not that I'm obedient, it's just that he doesn't like having to repeat things to me. I do what I'm told, by my mentor who is interested in my welfare. There is only so much bullshit a man is going to put up with, so you are always on a fine line. If in doubt, give in. In spite of her experience, being saddled with five children, she wants me to sleep with that man. And for that, she wants to see me married.
Have children of my own. Only then, can I call myself a woman. Before that, I am just a woman in training. Nothing but a girl for his entertainment.
