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Lesbian Stories
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Lesbian Female / 44
Old School Meets New School
I got turned in for kissing a girl at work. She wasn't expecting it. I'm 20 years older than her and her direct line supervisor. The butch got to me and I kissed her. I ended up in the hearing, with her there because I have the right to face my accuser, in a conference room with HR and the department head. I admitted to kissing her and I got probation. If I had been a man I would have been fired.
Welcome to the new world, my boss told me. A little bit of groping or kissing and your career is over. He walked around his desk and took my breast in his hand and cupped me and forced me to break my eyes away. Old school and new school, old school supervisors fuck their lesbian subordinates, new school lesbians get called in for kissing a girl that herself is a lesbian.
I let him fuck me that night. Usually I am not that compliant to him, but that night I needed to be reminded why I'm a lesbian and I didn't marry him. He has a couple of things that get in the way of me living with him. One, he wants sex, he wants to make love, he wants me to initiate. Two, he wants me to acknowledge him as the 'man'. And three, he isn't forgiving me kissing the girl.
I get this feeling sometimes after he fucks me. It stays with me for several days. I think a lot about women from days gone by that were sold into marriage. At least I have a theoretical possibility of refusing him. Those women didn't. The feeling of submission doesn't go away easily. At times it stays with me for weeks on end. That's the feeling I have right now. Because he is the man he can fuck me. Because I am the woman I have to let him fuck me. I have to acknowledge him as the 'man'.
I told him, I kissed her because the butch got into me. The same reason he first kissed me, and I was about her age when he kissed me. After sex with him that night I didn't sleep a wink, I wanted her to be asleep with me, where I could hold her and kiss her. Not wanting her from afar. It's a real want, the butch for her is in me.
Welcome to the new world, my boss told me. A little bit of groping or kissing and your career is over. He walked around his desk and took my breast in his hand and cupped me and forced me to break my eyes away. Old school and new school, old school supervisors fuck their lesbian subordinates, new school lesbians get called in for kissing a girl that herself is a lesbian.
I let him fuck me that night. Usually I am not that compliant to him, but that night I needed to be reminded why I'm a lesbian and I didn't marry him. He has a couple of things that get in the way of me living with him. One, he wants sex, he wants to make love, he wants me to initiate. Two, he wants me to acknowledge him as the 'man'. And three, he isn't forgiving me kissing the girl.
I get this feeling sometimes after he fucks me. It stays with me for several days. I think a lot about women from days gone by that were sold into marriage. At least I have a theoretical possibility of refusing him. Those women didn't. The feeling of submission doesn't go away easily. At times it stays with me for weeks on end. That's the feeling I have right now. Because he is the man he can fuck me. Because I am the woman I have to let him fuck me. I have to acknowledge him as the 'man'.
I told him, I kissed her because the butch got into me. The same reason he first kissed me, and I was about her age when he kissed me. After sex with him that night I didn't sleep a wink, I wanted her to be asleep with me, where I could hold her and kiss her. Not wanting her from afar. It's a real want, the butch for her is in me.
