I'm His Pet, Kept, Groomed And Cared For

None of this is funny, but it happened like this. I work for a small wealth management firm. Clients were all hush hush and extremely wealthy, mostly got their money the old fashioned way, inherited it. My boss, and the man who founded the firm, hired me to be a clerk in records department. A lot of paper documents, contracts, wills, things like that. Everything had to be backed up electronically, and put away in secure files. My job was called document controller.

I was twenty four and I got the job through a friend of my mother's who was on the school board. Art History majors can't be picky.

I had a wild side of me that I kept pretty hidden from the adult world around me. I had become involved with a girl at school. She was a true wild child and I spent my days keeping her from making another mistake. Now that we were out of school her behavior became worse. She worked at a popular pizza place near campus (we didn't go to that school), short shorts and tank tops and no bra brought in the tips. She wasn't so endowed as she was just raw sexual in everything she did. That expression about herding cats, that's how it was for me. I cared deeply for her, and she got arrested one night with stuff in her purse and accused of distributing, she had sold some of her stuff to an undercover cop, passing herself off as a college student.

I was desperate to get her out of jail, and she needed a lawyer, a real good one. In my desperation I went to the owner of the firm and asked him if he could help me. It was all about a 'friend' and if he could give me a loan to make bail for her. This friend, he wanted to know, was she special or something. For the first time I told an adult, that she and I had a thing. So you have sex with her? Yes. And then, why? I didn't know how to answer him, he is a lawyer by profession and he asked me a thousand penetrating question. His conclusion was that I was throwing my life away over a girl who was incorrigible. He would see to it that she got bail, and get her an attorney, but I had to 'lay off' and clean up my act. His clients were very sensitive to any kind of scandal. My job depended on it.

He took me around after lunch to our apartment, or shit hole as he called it, collected some of my 'things' and papers and put me in his apartment that he kept at the Four Seasons. He put me in the great big bed, with the expensive sheets and pillows, took my virginity to make me part of his harem. You, my dear, he told me, are now a kept girl.

The maid wanted to know what my favorite brands were for foods, drink and women's hygiene products. The refrigerator was stocked, the bathrooms, including an upgrade in tampons and pads, the bed was made everyday, the maid was specifically assigned to me. Yes, ma'am, I'm here to make you as comfortable as I can. Wash my hair, she did it. Sit with me while I soaked in the tub, she did. Do my nails, she did. Fix my hair, dress me, sit with me to watch television, prepared me for when Mr. Sloan was coming to spend the night. She slept in the 'guest' room. She was there at my 'beck and call', if I was cold at night she would sleep with me.

Of course she was a spy, a plant, to keep me out of trouble and from seeing my girlfriend who was dealing with her legal problems. She had the code to my phone, the PW to my computer. She had my size and bought me shoes and slacks and tops and 'pretty' things for when Mr. Sloan spent the night. I won't say she kissed me, she rubbed my nose with hers, she put her cheek against mine, she gently massaged my 'breasts' before helping me into a bra. When I was cold, I was cold any night Mr. Sloan wasn't with me, she slept up close to me, and If I wanted to talk to her she pulled up real close, don't get mad ma'am, I think I'm in love with you.

That's how Mr. Sloan got rid of my girlfriend and set me up with 'this' girl. Not just any girl, a very very special girl, very discreet, cultured to a fault, affectionate and loving, whose only purpose in life was to make me happy and look after me. To make sure that it was never cold in my bed and to steal my heart.