Straight Female / 29
Being Put In A Situation Where I Had To Declare Myself To Him First
My name is Evelyn. I'm 5' 10" and weight 146 pounds. So what you say. Well I was with the health insurance salesman, in my boss' office, and he was trying to sell us on his coverage compared to what we had. I work in HR by the way, that's why I was there.
So to continue to make his sale he asked me, in front of my boss, for those vital statistics. Height, weight, age, heart issues, menstrual problems, if I was pregnant or not. It was a long series of really invasive questions, that I had to answer one by one in front of my boss. He should have stopped it, but he didn't.
When it was over and the salesman calculated the premium, with deductible selection, it was just slightly better than what we currently had. So NO SALE. After he left, leaving the vital statistics forms on my boss' desk my boss asked me if there was anything else that I wanted to add. He looked at me, in a not so work way. He looked at me, and told me to stand and walk around to the side of his desk. He told me to turn around slowly. To hold my shoulders back. He had me stand with my back to him, I could feel his eyes on me. Then to turn again and face him, this time he pulled me close to him, like inches away. He said he was going to kiss me on the lips so not to jump back. He kissed me right between the legs. And asked me again if there was something I needed to add for him. He was still holding me by my hips.
I was silent and he looked up at me, now what is it that you want to tell me. Say it out loud. Eventually I asked him what he wanted to know, he already knew everything about me, I worked for him, he knew where I lived, alone, and what I made. And now he knew my weight, so I gave him my measurements, and asked him if that is what he needed. That and what more, he asked, tell me what you want to tell me.
He wouldn't let me go, he had a grip on my hips. After a long silence I said something about me becoming his girlfriend. Yes, that and what more. He pulled me forward again and this time he didn't just kiss me between my legs, he held me against him, I had to put my hand on his head to push him back. Now tell me. Say it out loud. I was totally at a loss and I said that what did he want to hear, that I was in love with him? Because I was not. Say it again, leave the last part out. Now he had me against him, holding me by my butt. Say it!
OK, so I am in love with you, so what.
He said what every girl wants to hear after she is forced to go first. You are a good girl.
So to continue to make his sale he asked me, in front of my boss, for those vital statistics. Height, weight, age, heart issues, menstrual problems, if I was pregnant or not. It was a long series of really invasive questions, that I had to answer one by one in front of my boss. He should have stopped it, but he didn't.
When it was over and the salesman calculated the premium, with deductible selection, it was just slightly better than what we currently had. So NO SALE. After he left, leaving the vital statistics forms on my boss' desk my boss asked me if there was anything else that I wanted to add. He looked at me, in a not so work way. He looked at me, and told me to stand and walk around to the side of his desk. He told me to turn around slowly. To hold my shoulders back. He had me stand with my back to him, I could feel his eyes on me. Then to turn again and face him, this time he pulled me close to him, like inches away. He said he was going to kiss me on the lips so not to jump back. He kissed me right between the legs. And asked me again if there was something I needed to add for him. He was still holding me by my hips.
I was silent and he looked up at me, now what is it that you want to tell me. Say it out loud. Eventually I asked him what he wanted to know, he already knew everything about me, I worked for him, he knew where I lived, alone, and what I made. And now he knew my weight, so I gave him my measurements, and asked him if that is what he needed. That and what more, he asked, tell me what you want to tell me.
He wouldn't let me go, he had a grip on my hips. After a long silence I said something about me becoming his girlfriend. Yes, that and what more. He pulled me forward again and this time he didn't just kiss me between my legs, he held me against him, I had to put my hand on his head to push him back. Now tell me. Say it out loud. I was totally at a loss and I said that what did he want to hear, that I was in love with him? Because I was not. Say it again, leave the last part out. Now he had me against him, holding me by my butt. Say it!
OK, so I am in love with you, so what.
He said what every girl wants to hear after she is forced to go first. You are a good girl.
