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Straight Female / 49
And One Day I Entered A Room Not To Leave
I was requested to assist in a meeting for the quarterly financials. Bring everything in case someone has a question. These were all men, unit VPs, CFO, COO, CEO. Things looked bad. And getting worse. What could I offer, a senior accountant. My boss, a veteran of these meetings, so distant from the day to day, but somehow he knew everything. I sat beside him.
When the CEO asked who I was, he answered, 'my protégé'. Little did I know that was code for lover. He was fed up with me refusing him, now he was playing his Ace card, declaring me his lover, in front of the executive committee. I met the other girls, protégés of executives. A closed club, with access to the hearts and minds of the execs, pillow talk, or outright open conversations. Protégés are trusted, now I was one of them.
After the meeting he made it clear. Put out or get out, be his or leave, bend over or don't come back. He fucked me so hard I thought he was going to break my back. After fucking me he gave me a key to his office, and a phone just for him and me. He started calling me baby, he liked me calling him Ray, what his mother and sisters called him. I was in so deep I couldn't see sunshine, I was his most trusted employee, his most trusted friend, his all night lover, his all day work wife.
The other protégés had similar experiences, if only men went to the exec committee meetings, their proteges shaped the meeting. They influenced their men, a big responsibility. Deep in his arms, many times with him inside, he asked me what I would do, and many times it took two or three love sessions to reach a recommendation. He started telling me 'I love you baby', and I did what lovers do "I love you too'. But I meant it, so did he.
After we got through the rough times, the ship was back on track, he put me on the executive payroll, bonuses, and stock options and grants. I turned 27, the youngest protégé by far, held deep in his arms, his eyes locked on mine, 'you're my baby, I love you'. And that's the way it was.
When the CEO asked who I was, he answered, 'my protégé'. Little did I know that was code for lover. He was fed up with me refusing him, now he was playing his Ace card, declaring me his lover, in front of the executive committee. I met the other girls, protégés of executives. A closed club, with access to the hearts and minds of the execs, pillow talk, or outright open conversations. Protégés are trusted, now I was one of them.
After the meeting he made it clear. Put out or get out, be his or leave, bend over or don't come back. He fucked me so hard I thought he was going to break my back. After fucking me he gave me a key to his office, and a phone just for him and me. He started calling me baby, he liked me calling him Ray, what his mother and sisters called him. I was in so deep I couldn't see sunshine, I was his most trusted employee, his most trusted friend, his all night lover, his all day work wife.
The other protégés had similar experiences, if only men went to the exec committee meetings, their proteges shaped the meeting. They influenced their men, a big responsibility. Deep in his arms, many times with him inside, he asked me what I would do, and many times it took two or three love sessions to reach a recommendation. He started telling me 'I love you baby', and I did what lovers do "I love you too'. But I meant it, so did he.
After we got through the rough times, the ship was back on track, he put me on the executive payroll, bonuses, and stock options and grants. I turned 27, the youngest protégé by far, held deep in his arms, his eyes locked on mine, 'you're my baby, I love you'. And that's the way it was.
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