He Thinks I'm A Swan

My secret.

My life was ordinary up until I went through puberty. I was always an ugly duckling, puberty made it worse. Crooked teeth, freckles, ugly nose, no tits, hips and legs, shortsighted. And something worse. Between my legs I grew too. In a word ugly.

I became self conscious and introverted.

Life went on, I went to college got a degree in accounting and disappeared into the depths of the finance department working in internal audit. I agreed to go to an after work birthday happy hour for a coworker. I was 35 by the way. A male coworker from operations was there, he had too much to drink and it was dark and I lost my virginity. First kiss, first grope, first fuck.

He had me change my hair, get contacts, different shoes, dresses, makeup, j*welry, forced to walk straight, invisalign, rhinoplasty, and worse of all have my 'pussy' cleaned up. He is six four, my five ten doesn't matter. He has this thing about buying me nice underwear.

This man has a thing about having me with him. He likes travel. He likes the theatre. He doesn't like me working. He said that he wants a wife, not a coworker, take it or leave it, the ring. I took it. That was a year ago.