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It's Political
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Straight Female / 32
I Had My Turn, I Learned A Lot, Now It's Time To Move On
When I was 24 I took a job as a clerk in the engineering department. My job was travel arrangements for field service personnel. That's how I met him. He was the CFO and he had an emergency trip to Amsterdam, he had to be there the following morning. I managed a connection via Frankfurt to Amsterdam. After getting his ticket settled I took him the itinerary.
He told me I needed to dress office professional. No jeans, tennis shoes, Ts or tank tops. Also, get my hair done, and my nails. He left to catch his flight. The next morning his secretary called me, to make some time and come talk to her.
She carried one of his credit cards. Took me to dress me up, later to introduce me to a make up professional. By the time he returned I looked like a lawyer. He patted my cheek, an atta girl.
I got promoted into marketing, customer relations. I went along with the sales group to meet the customers and watch so I could learn. The head of sales reported on me. When he was calling on a customer he took me with him. He told me I was almost ready, all I had to do was stick close to him.
When he said close, he meant 'close', body heat close. He took me under his wing, taught me everything. Everything about pleasing him. Sexually. It pleased me, sex was new to me, sex between adults. I learned, I liked learning. But I liked being with him sexually. The longer he kept me asI a lover, the more I wanted to be 'his' lover.
Sometime later I learned that at one time his secretary had been his lover. But he had moved on from her. I did not want that to happen to me. When the day came that he found someone else, I helped her like his secretary had helped me. I only wanted him to be happy with her.
He told me I was free to find another lover.
He told me I needed to dress office professional. No jeans, tennis shoes, Ts or tank tops. Also, get my hair done, and my nails. He left to catch his flight. The next morning his secretary called me, to make some time and come talk to her.
She carried one of his credit cards. Took me to dress me up, later to introduce me to a make up professional. By the time he returned I looked like a lawyer. He patted my cheek, an atta girl.
I got promoted into marketing, customer relations. I went along with the sales group to meet the customers and watch so I could learn. The head of sales reported on me. When he was calling on a customer he took me with him. He told me I was almost ready, all I had to do was stick close to him.
When he said close, he meant 'close', body heat close. He took me under his wing, taught me everything. Everything about pleasing him. Sexually. It pleased me, sex was new to me, sex between adults. I learned, I liked learning. But I liked being with him sexually. The longer he kept me asI a lover, the more I wanted to be 'his' lover.
Sometime later I learned that at one time his secretary had been his lover. But he had moved on from her. I did not want that to happen to me. When the day came that he found someone else, I helped her like his secretary had helped me. I only wanted him to be happy with her.
He told me I was free to find another lover.
