Lesbian Female / 57
The Way Things Were Then, When I First Went To Work
In 1984 I took a new job as a clerk in the purchasing department of a midsized company. I was both young and for men attractive. The head of logistics was a middle aged man who had a reputation for feeling up the girls. I was warned not to be alone in a room with him. The afternoon the following happened I was in a conference room with that man, a vendor, myself and a female accountant.
Somehow the conversation turned to why our company hired good looking girls. The vendor looking at me said he wanted some of that. The girl from accounting stood up and told him in a loud voice to leave me alone. The head of logistics stood up and came around to me, lifted me out of my seat laying me over the table and grabbing me by the pussy, turning to the vendor offering me to him in return for a discount.
At that same moment the girl from accounting had rushed out leaving me alone. A couple of minutes later I was released and I was told to let the man have me, if not the company wouldn't get the discount. I was reduced to tears, alone with these men. A second later the door opened and this man walked in and he struck the logistics man in the face, knocking him out of his seat to the ground. I felt these arms around me, the girl from accounting holding me.
The vendor was excused by the man who came into the room. He turned to me and told me that he was going to look after me from then on, and the girl from accounting was my first line supervisor and I was to go to her. As to the jerk, he got two weeks without pay, because he had lost his junk in Viet Nam and he couldn't control his behavior.
I never again was left alone with him, my new supervisor took care of me, and I fell in love with her. Only the head man knew of our relationship, he gave us all the liberty to be together and protected our jobs. By the 1990s I was lead clerk in the accounting department, and we were living together and no one ever said or treated us bad. Our guardian angel never let anyone mess with us. We were his girls and everyone knew it.
Somehow the conversation turned to why our company hired good looking girls. The vendor looking at me said he wanted some of that. The girl from accounting stood up and told him in a loud voice to leave me alone. The head of logistics stood up and came around to me, lifted me out of my seat laying me over the table and grabbing me by the pussy, turning to the vendor offering me to him in return for a discount.
At that same moment the girl from accounting had rushed out leaving me alone. A couple of minutes later I was released and I was told to let the man have me, if not the company wouldn't get the discount. I was reduced to tears, alone with these men. A second later the door opened and this man walked in and he struck the logistics man in the face, knocking him out of his seat to the ground. I felt these arms around me, the girl from accounting holding me.
The vendor was excused by the man who came into the room. He turned to me and told me that he was going to look after me from then on, and the girl from accounting was my first line supervisor and I was to go to her. As to the jerk, he got two weeks without pay, because he had lost his junk in Viet Nam and he couldn't control his behavior.
I never again was left alone with him, my new supervisor took care of me, and I fell in love with her. Only the head man knew of our relationship, he gave us all the liberty to be together and protected our jobs. By the 1990s I was lead clerk in the accounting department, and we were living together and no one ever said or treated us bad. Our guardian angel never let anyone mess with us. We were his girls and everyone knew it.
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