Bought And Paid For

I went to work there out of college as an intern temp to full time after a ninety day probation. I was assigned to Susan, Office Manager, fifty three. A couple of weeks after I started I was getting my lunch out of the kitchen fridge when a man walked in. He asked who I was, and after I told him I was new he asked about my school, major, grades, etc. He interrogated me about my hobbies, college jobs, family, boyfriends. He asked me if I wanted kids. I told him I did, sort of, but for me it wasn't likely. He pressed me until I told him I more of a lesbian than straight, I had a girlfriend, we lived together. He stood there, looked at me, head to toe, looked at my chest and my crotch. "I'd rather you told me your boyfriend beat you up so I could save you".

Susan was upset I had talked to him, she had to control her voice. "I don't know if I can forgive you". She then told me he was off limits, no talks, if he said something excuse myself and leave. "Don't talk to him". Without her permission.

He cornered me a week later, asked if I knew Power Point, and to follow him. In an office he told me to sit down and log onto the computer. He gave me the log on PW and user name, navigate to a folder, open a Power Point in a folder 'Board Presentations'. He told me to open a specific file, to proof read it for spelling and grammatical errors, and then polish it up and make him look good. He left me and gave me an extension to call him.

I was in the executive suite, an audit room, in his drive and world, banking, personnel, board, budgeting, strategic direction. Personal folders, pictures, everything. He was the CEO, and I was in the upcoming board meeting presentation.

Susan fired me. He fired Susan. He hired me directly. I was put me in the same audit office so I could be near him. I got a title 'Special Projects' with a crazy salary. He told me he didn't buy the lesbian bull shit, dump the chick, I was now looking after him. I got the look, sizing up my chest, my hips, my ass. He told me that as far as I was concerned I was off the market.

I had a car in my new position, the use of an apartment. It took me weeks for him to let me keep the 'chick', but he moved us into his apartment. He came over at all hours, caught us in bed, at breakfast. He took me on business trips on short notice. He stuck me in his room, in the other bed. He told me 'I'm rich, you're poor, I take care of you, you take care of me'.

He saw me naked, braless, spanked me, kissed me, hugged me, and put me in bed with him. Taking care of him was personal, taking care of me was personal. Half wife, half girlfriend, half secretary. If I was set on my girlfriend, then she could join us. Money was always available, more than I could ever spend. I asked him one day if I was his mistress, he said no, "you're my one and only".

Standing in the kitchen, in a nightgown nothing under it, his hand jiggling my butt and pulling me to him, kissing me, calling me his 'sweetie'. My girlfriend there, he walks past her, caresses her face, offers to kiss her.