I'm His Office Whore And That's How He Likes It

I confess to losing control over myself, surrendering my dignity, walking into a known adulterous relationship with a married man. Lying to my mother, lying to his wife. I have no excuse. I'm 28 and a total worthless piece of shit for not standing up for myself and telling him to fuck off.

I set goals, he calls and my goals are put aside. I went to therapy, I didn't follow any of the advise. In fact he told me to stop going because therapists are in it for themselves and never help anybody (I have to agree, I never got anything out of it). I know that the 'dynamic' is abusive, he is a senior executive where I work and I'm his plaything. I lick his dick, I lay over his desk, I wear silly panties, I travel with him and sleep with him in hotels. I tell his wife lies to cover for him being late. I tell my mother that nothing is going on, even when she sees the big hickies on my neck and chest.

Not all of us have the strength to say no. I learned that much from the therapist. He wants, I please. His dick in me is enough for me to beg for it again. My phone is replete with texts back and forth that read like a porn novel, with me giving him descriptive texts about what I want him to do with me. I send him nude pictures, breast pictures, crotch shots. He has them all. He collects my texts on an exclusive phone he uses only for contacting me.

He will never marry me, he is happily married to his college sweetheart. I know her and she is a very nice lady with three kids under ten. She is blind to him seeing me, she thinks I am the best ever assistant. If only she knew how many times I've knelt under the desk and loved on his dick while he is on a conference call with the Board. He's as perverted as I am, and I'm not his first girlfriend, he couldn't help telling me.