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Straight Female / 28
I'm An Old Man's Girl
I got a job with benefits assigned to the human resources department after waiting tables for three years. I was 26, and quite active in the dating scene and wasn't against a quick one night stand if I liked the guy or girl. The company I work for is conservative and I was called in to speak with my direct supervisor, a woman, and the VP who the HR department reported to.
My supervisor was there because of the all powerful male and the defenseless female dynamic in the room. I had not met the VP and he came across as a crusty old man. He was straight and no nonsense, my personal behavior reflected on the company, and if I valued my job I would 'behave'. Did I understand? He was explicit, if I wanted to have sex get married, the same advice he gave his daughter.
My supervisor shrugged her shoulders, reminded me that with hard work and proper behavior I could grow and develop into a professional, behavior was important. No dating anyone in the company, nothing on social media which was monitored, abstinence was a good policy. I was floored, I did need the job but I was going to look for a job. Three weeks later I was called back to talk with the VP. A friend of his had called him to let him know I was looking for a job. Reminding me that I had not only joined a company, I had joined a family.
Over the months that followed my supervisor disapproved of tight pants, form fitting tops, eye shadow, wrong color for nails, lipstick. Be a 'good' girl, 'respectful' girl, 'obedient' girl, be a good employee, show in words, and behavior I wanted to be a member of the family. Think of myself as 'his' daughter, how would his daughter behave, dress. My friends told me to quit, just walk away.
It was late fall, cool outside, I was dressed very conservatively, sweater, skirt, boots, almost no make up. It was the end of the day, 'he' got on the elevator and we small talked, I rode the train which everyone knows is crowded, and that afternoon he offered to drive me home. I the car he touched my hand, my knee, told me I was a very pretty girl. When we got to my block he touched his cheek asking for kiss before I got out.
He came to see me, bought me a new tv, he was gentle and kind but he screwed me just the same. I got a phone for me to talk and text with him, my evenings were always on call, he liked a little something for dinner when he came, he was a little adventurous in bed, kissing my 'rump', playing with my clit while he whispered intentions of what he was going to do.
Plain grandpa sex, that's what he wants, that's what I do. I have my job, I get along with my supervisor, I have gotten good reviews, during COVID I work from home and he comes over to get 'love', and listen to his stories. I'm a good girl he tells me, that's why he likes being with me.
My supervisor was there because of the all powerful male and the defenseless female dynamic in the room. I had not met the VP and he came across as a crusty old man. He was straight and no nonsense, my personal behavior reflected on the company, and if I valued my job I would 'behave'. Did I understand? He was explicit, if I wanted to have sex get married, the same advice he gave his daughter.
My supervisor shrugged her shoulders, reminded me that with hard work and proper behavior I could grow and develop into a professional, behavior was important. No dating anyone in the company, nothing on social media which was monitored, abstinence was a good policy. I was floored, I did need the job but I was going to look for a job. Three weeks later I was called back to talk with the VP. A friend of his had called him to let him know I was looking for a job. Reminding me that I had not only joined a company, I had joined a family.
Over the months that followed my supervisor disapproved of tight pants, form fitting tops, eye shadow, wrong color for nails, lipstick. Be a 'good' girl, 'respectful' girl, 'obedient' girl, be a good employee, show in words, and behavior I wanted to be a member of the family. Think of myself as 'his' daughter, how would his daughter behave, dress. My friends told me to quit, just walk away.
It was late fall, cool outside, I was dressed very conservatively, sweater, skirt, boots, almost no make up. It was the end of the day, 'he' got on the elevator and we small talked, I rode the train which everyone knows is crowded, and that afternoon he offered to drive me home. I the car he touched my hand, my knee, told me I was a very pretty girl. When we got to my block he touched his cheek asking for kiss before I got out.
He came to see me, bought me a new tv, he was gentle and kind but he screwed me just the same. I got a phone for me to talk and text with him, my evenings were always on call, he liked a little something for dinner when he came, he was a little adventurous in bed, kissing my 'rump', playing with my clit while he whispered intentions of what he was going to do.
Plain grandpa sex, that's what he wants, that's what I do. I have my job, I get along with my supervisor, I have gotten good reviews, during COVID I work from home and he comes over to get 'love', and listen to his stories. I'm a good girl he tells me, that's why he likes being with me.
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