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Anything Goes
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Straight Female / 34
I Worked My Way From Secretary To Mrs.
I worked for a divorced man. He used me for a variety of duties, the office manager referred to me as his girl Friday. I didn't mind, if he had an errand to run I wanted to run the errand for him. Pick up his dry cleaning, talk to the maid, shop for groceries for him. At work, keep his office running, manage hiss schedule, run interference when employees or vendors abused of his time. When he told me he had to get his laundry done because he was down to his last pair of boxers, I was overwhelmed that he had to do his laundry. I could do that, he was a man, men don't wash dirty clothes. Men don't do housework. I offered, he refused. I offered again, he relented.
I went over after work, sorted, set up loads, put the washing machine to work, changed the sheets on his bed, did the dishes, cleaned the refrigerator, vacuumed, dusted, while the wash got done I cleaned house, angry at what a bad job the maids did. When I put clean sheets on his bed I thought to myself if I get nailed it will be on clean sheets. I cleaned his bathroom, scrubbed his toilet, the shower, the sink. Under my watch his house reflected on me.
We went to get a bite around 8:30. I told him that he needed a woman, he had no business doing woman's work. I suppose he thought I was asking for the job. When we got back to his apartment I hung his clothes or put them in the dresser. I told him I was the woman.
The next day I fired the maids. I called my girlfriend and got the number for her cleaning service. I hired them with specific instructions, laundry and dishes were mine, but deep cleaning and vacuum was theirs. I changed the bed. But I had overstepped my bounds.
I had to sit through a lecture. He decided what happened in his house. So I did the only thing I could do, apologize and agree with him and tell him that he had a lot of responsibilities and he needed to leave the house to a woman, because frankly it was an embarrassment. I would talk with the maids, I would deal with them, between women.
It was many months before I got my ass nailed to his bed, and it was on clean sheets, but only after I moved in. Only after I got the job. And I got promoted to the Mrs.
I went over after work, sorted, set up loads, put the washing machine to work, changed the sheets on his bed, did the dishes, cleaned the refrigerator, vacuumed, dusted, while the wash got done I cleaned house, angry at what a bad job the maids did. When I put clean sheets on his bed I thought to myself if I get nailed it will be on clean sheets. I cleaned his bathroom, scrubbed his toilet, the shower, the sink. Under my watch his house reflected on me.
We went to get a bite around 8:30. I told him that he needed a woman, he had no business doing woman's work. I suppose he thought I was asking for the job. When we got back to his apartment I hung his clothes or put them in the dresser. I told him I was the woman.
The next day I fired the maids. I called my girlfriend and got the number for her cleaning service. I hired them with specific instructions, laundry and dishes were mine, but deep cleaning and vacuum was theirs. I changed the bed. But I had overstepped my bounds.
I had to sit through a lecture. He decided what happened in his house. So I did the only thing I could do, apologize and agree with him and tell him that he had a lot of responsibilities and he needed to leave the house to a woman, because frankly it was an embarrassment. I would talk with the maids, I would deal with them, between women.
It was many months before I got my ass nailed to his bed, and it was on clean sheets, but only after I moved in. Only after I got the job. And I got promoted to the Mrs.
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