Who Needs A Man? Unless You Need Sex

I grew up with my grandmother and mother. Very lower middle class, no sex. Who needs men? I went to a local college and got my degree after six years. I graduated as virgin as I was when I started. Only after graduation did my mother talk to me about putting up with being born with the shit end of the stick. Someday I was going to be caught, who knew where, and a man, who knew who, was going to take advantage of me. When that happened, think if something else, but do not think of him. Better alone than with a man who was going to use you. Men, who needs them, unless you needed a plumber.

Actually I heard that story when I was seven, eleven, sixteen. As to how I came about that was a bad time, nothing to be proud of. I never met my father.

I worked at a small business, mostly men, a few women. I worked for Susan the office manager and a friend of my mother's. Susan truly hated men, hated her body. She had been cheated at birth, one of five children she grew up as her mother's helper, the boys didn't have to anything. In high school she was taken by a boy in the Army and ended up with two kids. She hates him, but he paid her bills and she had to 'let' him. Her descriptions of his possession of her made me get wet and masturbate. That's how I wanted to be taken.

Old Joe worked in the warehouse, a true blue collar man, master if carpentry and mechanics, he kept peoples cars running and was everyone's handyman. I wore a sweater with no bra, I told Susan to tell him to fuck me. She told me he probably didn't have a big enough dick, if I was serious she would tell her exhusband.

After being stripped down, he slept my face and told me to lay back and take it. I couldn't stop thinking of him as he pounded his dick in me. When he was done he asked ne if I wanted another round. I slept naked with a towel between my legs. I told Susan she was mistaken, it felt good to be taken.

Susan's ex slapped me around and fucked me. One day I mentioned it to Old Joe and asked him if he had a woman he fucked. He told ne about a girlfriend he had named Mary, but they had broke off several years ago. I sucked his dick for him, and laid out and let him fuck me. I let Old Joe fuck me for the rest of the year. I was happy.

I have a boyfriend named Bob, he is a County Sheriff. He keeps me in a nice trailer house and he comes by to fuck me. I like having a man, even if he's bossy. I enjoy sex, and even Susan has confessed that there isn't anything better than being taken. I don't share much about Bob with my mother.