Being An Office Mistress And Lover Pays Off

It's been ten years now. I was 22 in a new job, a man was putting moves on me, a coworker told me he was someone who could affect my job, I was isolated and he had full access to me. I was moved to an inside office, next to his section. He talked to me, looked down my top so I had to shift to high neck tops, he tared at my crotch. I started wearing dresses and skirts to avoid the Y in my pants.

With a dress, a flowing skirt, he pushed me against his desk and pushed my skirt up and pulled my panties down. His penis poking into me didn't surprise me, basically I lowered my head, and opened my legs and he was able to take full advantage of me and establish his power over me.

I told my coworker, who told a friend if hers, and that's how it got out. I had to change departments so my 'boss' wouldn't be my direct line supervisor. As his office girl, I was respected and my job responsibilities were amended to put me on a career path. Over time my salary jumped, I got bonuses, I was invited to decision making meetings. I got promoted to 'manager'. My affair continued, it became common, my life.

Ten years later I'm Director of Strategic Analysis, I make six figures, I have staff, I am a member of the 'crisis' committee. I have a child, a four year old boy, I'm free to devote as much attention to him as I see fit. His father makes sure I'm never in a bind financially. He spends the night, he never leaves early. He has an arrangement with his wife.

I have the best of both worlds, the independence I crave, and the belonging I need. I like having him with me overnight, waking up with him, having dinner at home with our son.