Straight Female / 34
After a bankruptcy I got divorced. I walked away with nothing. I got a job at this personnel agency, clerical work at close to minimum wage. I had to get food stamps and was living on the couch of a friend.
In line at the grocery store I didn't want the man behind me to see I was using food stamps so I offered to let him go first. But he didn't and I had no choice but to use my state card to pay. He made a comment about food stamp abuse and how I should be ashamed of myself for ripping off the system, I obviously didn't need welfare.
We ended up in a long discussion until I eventually told him what my circumstances were. I was walking back to my friend's apartment, and he pulled up and offered to drive me. He carried my stuff in and saw how I was living. He told me he had a room and if I wanted I could use it. And it was closer to work which would save me time and money.
Sex wasn't consensual that night, his excuse was that I paid for room and board.
In the morning he came to the room I was sleeping in and offered to take me to work, but I had to be ready in 30 minutes. In the car it was conversation like nothing had happened. That night he was watching TV and he pulled me down into his lap, one hand was on my breast and the other on my leg, he told me he wanted more of what he had the night before. He asked for blow job. This time I let him have sex.
There is nothing between us other than sex and that I have a room to sleep in. He wants sex most nights, and he respects my time off for my period, but otherwise he pretty much gets sex when he wants. I don't tell him that I want sex too, it feels good to be fucked and fucked every day. He isn't the best, he is rough and wants it, he won't take his time, but he fucks hard and I manage to get off now and then.
Friends with benefits, that is what he says we are.
In line at the grocery store I didn't want the man behind me to see I was using food stamps so I offered to let him go first. But he didn't and I had no choice but to use my state card to pay. He made a comment about food stamp abuse and how I should be ashamed of myself for ripping off the system, I obviously didn't need welfare.
We ended up in a long discussion until I eventually told him what my circumstances were. I was walking back to my friend's apartment, and he pulled up and offered to drive me. He carried my stuff in and saw how I was living. He told me he had a room and if I wanted I could use it. And it was closer to work which would save me time and money.
Sex wasn't consensual that night, his excuse was that I paid for room and board.
In the morning he came to the room I was sleeping in and offered to take me to work, but I had to be ready in 30 minutes. In the car it was conversation like nothing had happened. That night he was watching TV and he pulled me down into his lap, one hand was on my breast and the other on my leg, he told me he wanted more of what he had the night before. He asked for blow job. This time I let him have sex.
There is nothing between us other than sex and that I have a room to sleep in. He wants sex most nights, and he respects my time off for my period, but otherwise he pretty much gets sex when he wants. I don't tell him that I want sex too, it feels good to be fucked and fucked every day. He isn't the best, he is rough and wants it, he won't take his time, but he fucks hard and I manage to get off now and then.
Friends with benefits, that is what he says we are.
