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Anything Goes
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Straight Female / 33
The Other Woman
It doesn't seem like it has only been ten years. I was 23 then, 33 now. I went to work for a manufacturing company, mostly men. A man as old as my father grabbed me after work and
had his way with me. Back then I thought, it's comes with the territory.
That man never let me alone after that. He established his dominance over me and kept me for himself. I can complain but I don't. I've kept house, washed and cleaned, and cooked and served for ten years. In return I've had a place to live, a car and money when I need it. I work but my job doesn't come close to paying for my likes and the way I live.
I have been called girlfriend, whore, home wrecker, piece of ass, free meat, mistress, and other names. He calls me Sweety, Honey, Baby, and when he fucks me sometimes he calls me Woman. The truth is that I never wrecked his home, he and his wife are married and I'm the woman in his life not to be talked about. Except when she had a hysterectomy and I went and stayed with them to cook and nurse her for a couple of weeks until she was able to get around.
I have my friends group and my social life is active. My relationship with him is not a secret and my friends call him my husband, as in did you ask your husband if you could buy that. Sex has always been man on top. From the very beginning I knew instinctively he was the fucker and I was the fuckee. It feels good, so he can be the fucker all he wants, I like being the fuckee.
He turned 50 this year and he bought a sports car. It's four doors and automatic, a Mercedes A M G. I prefer to ride in his other car, an Acura MDX. I drive another Acura MDX, maybe that's why. His wife has a Mercedes SUV.
My place, his place really I just live here, is a nice townhome in an upscale neighborhood, not too far from his house. In case he needs to stop by for some attention of just to watch a game while his wife is out with her friends, or maybe watching a Hallmark show or something. I'm just glad he is here and I like football, always have.
We have been together for ten years, which is longer than many couples stay married. He and his wife have been married for 27 years, right after they finished college. I know it's not believable, but more than once his wife has asked me to show him some tenderness, something she finds hard to do. I'm naturally affectionate, something about being in men's arms that makes me feel good. Especially in his arms. I never have talked to him about before he met me. He believes what he believes but the truth is I was never promiscuous, and he popped my cherry. I'm a one man woman, I don't mess around.
Happy Holidays, may your set up work for you, my man husband is going out with his wife tonight and he will spend time with me tomorrow afternoon catching a game and some tenderness after the game.
had his way with me. Back then I thought, it's comes with the territory.
That man never let me alone after that. He established his dominance over me and kept me for himself. I can complain but I don't. I've kept house, washed and cleaned, and cooked and served for ten years. In return I've had a place to live, a car and money when I need it. I work but my job doesn't come close to paying for my likes and the way I live.
I have been called girlfriend, whore, home wrecker, piece of ass, free meat, mistress, and other names. He calls me Sweety, Honey, Baby, and when he fucks me sometimes he calls me Woman. The truth is that I never wrecked his home, he and his wife are married and I'm the woman in his life not to be talked about. Except when she had a hysterectomy and I went and stayed with them to cook and nurse her for a couple of weeks until she was able to get around.
I have my friends group and my social life is active. My relationship with him is not a secret and my friends call him my husband, as in did you ask your husband if you could buy that. Sex has always been man on top. From the very beginning I knew instinctively he was the fucker and I was the fuckee. It feels good, so he can be the fucker all he wants, I like being the fuckee.
He turned 50 this year and he bought a sports car. It's four doors and automatic, a Mercedes A M G. I prefer to ride in his other car, an Acura MDX. I drive another Acura MDX, maybe that's why. His wife has a Mercedes SUV.
My place, his place really I just live here, is a nice townhome in an upscale neighborhood, not too far from his house. In case he needs to stop by for some attention of just to watch a game while his wife is out with her friends, or maybe watching a Hallmark show or something. I'm just glad he is here and I like football, always have.
We have been together for ten years, which is longer than many couples stay married. He and his wife have been married for 27 years, right after they finished college. I know it's not believable, but more than once his wife has asked me to show him some tenderness, something she finds hard to do. I'm naturally affectionate, something about being in men's arms that makes me feel good. Especially in his arms. I never have talked to him about before he met me. He believes what he believes but the truth is I was never promiscuous, and he popped my cherry. I'm a one man woman, I don't mess around.
Happy Holidays, may your set up work for you, my man husband is going out with his wife tonight and he will spend time with me tomorrow afternoon catching a game and some tenderness after the game.
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