Straight Female / 30
I'm Hitting Adult And I Asked My Man Friend For A Baby
Several things about this time of my life. For one I am now on the payroll of a man who wants to keep me. He insists on me finding something to do with my life other than working. He works, why should I? It's a sexual thing, at least he wants me for sex, but he's my soul mate and it makes him happy being with me. Dare I say it, he loves me too much.
I degreed in college in Social Services and went head on into the real world. It was for me a waste of an education. I can't find anything positive about it. High minded ideas, and real world realities don't mix. Worse than oil and water. So a man who pays for me is a relief. I get to eat well, sleep well, spend time doing some things I would rather do. Like spending time with friends who have husbands that pay the bills.
I turned thirty with no baby. I want one so bad it hurts. I have asked him for one, I asked him for one for Christmas. He's considering it. I've considered getting off the pill and letting nature take it's course. But will he keep me if he feels I tricked him? So I asked, to please let me have a baby. I want one, more than anything. Licking his boots is nothing, if that will get me my baby.
I've developed some of my artistic abilities. I took some lessons with an institute and I'm not bad, but never competitive. It makes me feel good to spend some time with my painting. I will confess that I took cooking lessons and I turned out to be pretty good at it. I've been offered a job with a chef I met at the CIA (COOKING CIA), not the other one. But she swings on the other side and that scares me. Why? You tell me.
In short I'm a kept woman, I am his sexual partner, and he is my sexual partner. He has an important job and I am his arm candy when we go to functions and receptions. I can dress up and look pretty good, of course I can buy the clothes to dress up with. I want a baby, really at least two, I know I will be a great mother. I would like to explore my cooking potential. My man friend likes my cooking. But cooking on a higher level, but dare I get that close with a woman who's eyes for me aren't professional? I do like to spend a few hours here and there painting, it soothes me.
I degreed in college in Social Services and went head on into the real world. It was for me a waste of an education. I can't find anything positive about it. High minded ideas, and real world realities don't mix. Worse than oil and water. So a man who pays for me is a relief. I get to eat well, sleep well, spend time doing some things I would rather do. Like spending time with friends who have husbands that pay the bills.
I turned thirty with no baby. I want one so bad it hurts. I have asked him for one, I asked him for one for Christmas. He's considering it. I've considered getting off the pill and letting nature take it's course. But will he keep me if he feels I tricked him? So I asked, to please let me have a baby. I want one, more than anything. Licking his boots is nothing, if that will get me my baby.
I've developed some of my artistic abilities. I took some lessons with an institute and I'm not bad, but never competitive. It makes me feel good to spend some time with my painting. I will confess that I took cooking lessons and I turned out to be pretty good at it. I've been offered a job with a chef I met at the CIA (COOKING CIA), not the other one. But she swings on the other side and that scares me. Why? You tell me.
In short I'm a kept woman, I am his sexual partner, and he is my sexual partner. He has an important job and I am his arm candy when we go to functions and receptions. I can dress up and look pretty good, of course I can buy the clothes to dress up with. I want a baby, really at least two, I know I will be a great mother. I would like to explore my cooking potential. My man friend likes my cooking. But cooking on a higher level, but dare I get that close with a woman who's eyes for me aren't professional? I do like to spend a few hours here and there painting, it soothes me.
