A Man's Hands, His Hugs And Kisses

I grew up in foster care, I knew my mother but she wasn't interested. She worked as a stripper when I was little, that and prostitution. Now she's a waitress and has boyfriends for money. Not a nice person, and she only looks me up for money. And yes, lots of dru& problems. Anyway, I never bonded to anyone, foster care is like teachers, but bonding is discouraged. I did go to college paid for by my last foster family, to St. Mary's University in San Antonio. I received a BBA in Accounting with the enhancement in coursework to sit for the CPA.

No personal relationships.

I got a job through the school placement office in Houston, a big donor of the University. My 'boss', really the owner, told me I wasn't going to be any good for him if I didn't get my CPA certificate. He is a CPA, and cute or not, without a CPA you're worthless to him. Whether scared or scared of disappointing him, I passed on my first try. I got a story in the company newsletter and a new car as a bonus. And a very fatherly hug from him, very fatherly. A man's hands on me. A bear hug. And a kiss on the forehead. Instinctively I laid my head on his shoulder and my arm around his waist. Just don't stop hugging me.

I felt 'stup1d' afterwards. One of my female coworkers commented it to me. Daddy issues she called it. Whether Daddy issues, or starvation for a man's attention, I was in his arms every chance I got. I kissed his cheek, sat in his lap, laid my head on his chest, wrapped his arms around me. When it was time to open my legs, I hung on him, trembled and called out if he loved me. He 'loved' me, but he also told me I was trouble. But he wanted me, and I wanted him. And I opened my legs and he wasn't shy about getting between my legs. I 'loved' it, him. Being stuck to him, him inside of me, made me tremble and shake in his arms, rapid fire orgasms.

Nothing slowed it down, it got more intense, more inventive. I learned to 'sit' on his dick, to 'ride' him. To rub my tits in his face, to have him lick my clit. When he 'took' me face down I had an explosive orgasm. Really, this old man was taking advantage of an innocent girl.

It's a long time now, I'm still his girlfriend, his office wife. It's an open secret. I've been clear with him, I want to get married. And I don't want some nice young man either. Get angry, but I'm all in to 'cook and clean' and become a stay at home mom. To have a couple of kids before he's too old for them.