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My Spouse
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Straight Female / 30
One Day Fate Just Provides For You, And You Don't Tempt Fate
When I was still in college I worked part time at an office of a CPA firm. Clerical support, filing, that sort of thing. I drove the old family SUV, ten years old with 212,000 miles on it. The offices were in a three story building with an underground parking.
I was asked to help out with some catch up filing and records clean up and I stayed until nine that night. When I left I took the elevator down to the basement parking and walked to my car. A man was waiting behind my car and as soon as I opened the door he was on me. I managed to scream before he put his hand on my mouth. He overpowered me quickly, I'm a small woman with very little upper body strength. He pulled me behind the SUV with the intent of sexually assaulting me. I fought, because I did, but he was much stronger and he put construction tape across my mouth. He got my pants down and he was trying to get my shoes off to be able to take my pants off when one of the bosses of the office grabbed him and threw him off of me. It took a minute only, he hit him with his fist in the face breaking his nose bridge and his eye socket, it was a mighty blow, straight down with all his weight. He was angry, and he made the man pay for it. He was out, stone cold out. My hero.
I had to pull my pants back up because I was naked right then, he looked at me and stood me up and helped pull my pants up. He did not let me go. He held me in a bear hug and I just let him. He told me all sorts of things in those few minutes, I was safe now, he was there to take care of me, he was always going to protect me. All I did was hold my arms around him and lay my head on his chest, which was still pounding. He told me I was not alone, I did not walk alone, I would from now on hold his hand and walk with him. He might as well asked me to marry him, because from that moment on I was his intended wife, woman, everything.
The perpetrator was taken by the police and he had to have his face reconstructed. He was sentenced to fifteen years and sent up to the penitentiary. I was sent up to his house and kept safely away in his guest room. After I finished college I went to work for him and enrolled in law school. I got a new car, one that he approved of, and my parking spot was beside his next to the elevator. And always, every single day he walked me out when I drove, because most of the time I rode with him.
By the time I graduated I had moved downstairs to the master. By the time I graduated I had on an engagement ring. By the time I graduated I had a date to get married. On my wedding day he repeated that I was forever his and he was going to take care of me. Plus all the other vows of the ceremony. I am hugged to death in a bear hug when he wants to tell me I'm his little woman (I'm small like I said and he is big like a bear). I spent a lot of nights right after he moved me up to his house asking myself how I was going to survive when he decided to get on me. Nature provides, but I could not figure out how it was going to happen. I guess your legs just open wider and wider and he holds himself up with his elbows. There is nowhere to go when he is in the mood, so I lay back and enjoy it.
I was asked to help out with some catch up filing and records clean up and I stayed until nine that night. When I left I took the elevator down to the basement parking and walked to my car. A man was waiting behind my car and as soon as I opened the door he was on me. I managed to scream before he put his hand on my mouth. He overpowered me quickly, I'm a small woman with very little upper body strength. He pulled me behind the SUV with the intent of sexually assaulting me. I fought, because I did, but he was much stronger and he put construction tape across my mouth. He got my pants down and he was trying to get my shoes off to be able to take my pants off when one of the bosses of the office grabbed him and threw him off of me. It took a minute only, he hit him with his fist in the face breaking his nose bridge and his eye socket, it was a mighty blow, straight down with all his weight. He was angry, and he made the man pay for it. He was out, stone cold out. My hero.
I had to pull my pants back up because I was naked right then, he looked at me and stood me up and helped pull my pants up. He did not let me go. He held me in a bear hug and I just let him. He told me all sorts of things in those few minutes, I was safe now, he was there to take care of me, he was always going to protect me. All I did was hold my arms around him and lay my head on his chest, which was still pounding. He told me I was not alone, I did not walk alone, I would from now on hold his hand and walk with him. He might as well asked me to marry him, because from that moment on I was his intended wife, woman, everything.
The perpetrator was taken by the police and he had to have his face reconstructed. He was sentenced to fifteen years and sent up to the penitentiary. I was sent up to his house and kept safely away in his guest room. After I finished college I went to work for him and enrolled in law school. I got a new car, one that he approved of, and my parking spot was beside his next to the elevator. And always, every single day he walked me out when I drove, because most of the time I rode with him.
By the time I graduated I had moved downstairs to the master. By the time I graduated I had on an engagement ring. By the time I graduated I had a date to get married. On my wedding day he repeated that I was forever his and he was going to take care of me. Plus all the other vows of the ceremony. I am hugged to death in a bear hug when he wants to tell me I'm his little woman (I'm small like I said and he is big like a bear). I spent a lot of nights right after he moved me up to his house asking myself how I was going to survive when he decided to get on me. Nature provides, but I could not figure out how it was going to happen. I guess your legs just open wider and wider and he holds himself up with his elbows. There is nowhere to go when he is in the mood, so I lay back and enjoy it.
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