He Wants Me

I left college and spent the next four years working in retail and living with my mother. A friend of a friend got me a job as a receptionist with benefits when I aged out of my mother's insurance.

Inside the company I became the obsession of a man. I could feel it. He wanted me. One day he told me how he wanted me. Very descriptive. He sat across from me, his leg crossed. He offered to be gentle with me. But he was going to have me.

At my mother's house he decided he would have me on my mother's bed. He waited while I turned down the bed and laid a towel down so he wouldn't stain her bed. He watched me undress, I asked him to be gentle and I laid on the bed. I don't know what gentle means, he didn't hurt me and was polite, but he held me down so I couldn't move.

I serve him coffee at work, I make his bed in his apartment. I can feel his eyes follow me.