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Straight Female / 32
One Day The Man In The Shining Armor Showed Up And He Took Me With Him
I am 32 now, but ten years ago I was 22 and a lost soul. I had been to college where I met but did not make friends. I had one intimate encounter with a girl, which only served to make me even more withdrawn and reclusive. After college I returned home because I had no where else to go.
I went to work at the branch office of the bank where my family banks, as a cashier. I went through training without any problems, and I liked what I did. Old men who stood in line for me to take their deposit or help them figure out what happened to their transfer. One old man, well to me he was old, but he was twenty years older, came in one day to make a deposit. He told me he wanted to open an account as the money was security for his daughter. I sent him to one of the desk officers and told him to come back to me when the account was opened.
After work, I got off at three, he had checked with the desk officer. He was waiting for me in the parking lot behind the bank. I looked cute and he wanted to know if I was up to meeting him later, not a date, just a drink or cup of coffee. He sized me up as he was talking, and I had alternating sensations as he looked up my skirt to my crotch and down my blouse. He focused on my face and told me I had sweet lips and he wanted to kiss them. Could he? right there in the parking lot.
The kiss was with tongue and he held his hand on my chest, held my boob in his hand while he kissed me. He told me that tonight's the night and with another long kiss he said he would pick me up at seven. He had already gotten my address and phone number. I was embarrassed that this man was coming to my house, where I lived with my parents. Somehow, I knew I wasn't coming home afterwards. I went home and showered, and paid a lot of attention to the panties and bra and my hair and dress. I wore a dress, in case he wanted to put his hand up my thigh it wouldn't be blue jeans.
We went to a moderately nice restaurant, a family owned place and sat in the back in a booth. His hand was up and down my thigh all night long, and I kept my hands on his other hand talking to him. When he leaned over to kiss me, his hand that was in my thighs grabbed onto me. We went to his place and he undressed me and played with me for an hour before getting the deed done. I slept with him that night, until well into the morning. He asked me to shower with him, and he spent some time washing my privates, and I washed his. He kissed me a lot in the shower and felt me up so deep I thought I was going to fall over.
For my first time it was everything, kissed, hugged, felt up, and more. I told him I could feel his little guys inside of me, looking for my eggs to fertilize. Only then did he check with me if I used birth control. I told him I didn't, what for, I wanted to get pregnant. I wasn't joking or lying, that's all that was on my mind at that moment. I took his hand and pressed it against my tummy, maybe I would be a mommy.
We got married ten days later, mid week, in a court house ceremony. His daughter came and my parents, although to be honest they wished they hadn't had to be there. He lived in a big house, compared to the one I grew up in. Too much to take care of, so he had a maid who came on Tuesdays and Thursdays. But I had to do the cooking and do the grocery shopping. I got lots of rules, like the rules at the bank. Do this, but not that sort of rules. But I was happy, and happier still when the wand showed I was pregnant, and even happier when the doctor confirmed. He elected to surprise him, he didn't want any noise about whether it was a boy or a girl, and he didn't agree with gender reveal parties.
I get lots of sex. I mean a lot of sex. I have two more children. He likes me close to him, and I sleep almost naked, except for a tiny thong if case my children come get me. They have seen me topless thousands of times, if it's warm I don't wear nothing. I'm not a floppy girl, but I've got boobs, and he puts his arm around my waist to suck on my nipples. One day I will have to stop when the boy gets older, the girls?, I don't mind if they watch mommy being loved on by daddy.
I went to work at the branch office of the bank where my family banks, as a cashier. I went through training without any problems, and I liked what I did. Old men who stood in line for me to take their deposit or help them figure out what happened to their transfer. One old man, well to me he was old, but he was twenty years older, came in one day to make a deposit. He told me he wanted to open an account as the money was security for his daughter. I sent him to one of the desk officers and told him to come back to me when the account was opened.
After work, I got off at three, he had checked with the desk officer. He was waiting for me in the parking lot behind the bank. I looked cute and he wanted to know if I was up to meeting him later, not a date, just a drink or cup of coffee. He sized me up as he was talking, and I had alternating sensations as he looked up my skirt to my crotch and down my blouse. He focused on my face and told me I had sweet lips and he wanted to kiss them. Could he? right there in the parking lot.
The kiss was with tongue and he held his hand on my chest, held my boob in his hand while he kissed me. He told me that tonight's the night and with another long kiss he said he would pick me up at seven. He had already gotten my address and phone number. I was embarrassed that this man was coming to my house, where I lived with my parents. Somehow, I knew I wasn't coming home afterwards. I went home and showered, and paid a lot of attention to the panties and bra and my hair and dress. I wore a dress, in case he wanted to put his hand up my thigh it wouldn't be blue jeans.
We went to a moderately nice restaurant, a family owned place and sat in the back in a booth. His hand was up and down my thigh all night long, and I kept my hands on his other hand talking to him. When he leaned over to kiss me, his hand that was in my thighs grabbed onto me. We went to his place and he undressed me and played with me for an hour before getting the deed done. I slept with him that night, until well into the morning. He asked me to shower with him, and he spent some time washing my privates, and I washed his. He kissed me a lot in the shower and felt me up so deep I thought I was going to fall over.
For my first time it was everything, kissed, hugged, felt up, and more. I told him I could feel his little guys inside of me, looking for my eggs to fertilize. Only then did he check with me if I used birth control. I told him I didn't, what for, I wanted to get pregnant. I wasn't joking or lying, that's all that was on my mind at that moment. I took his hand and pressed it against my tummy, maybe I would be a mommy.
We got married ten days later, mid week, in a court house ceremony. His daughter came and my parents, although to be honest they wished they hadn't had to be there. He lived in a big house, compared to the one I grew up in. Too much to take care of, so he had a maid who came on Tuesdays and Thursdays. But I had to do the cooking and do the grocery shopping. I got lots of rules, like the rules at the bank. Do this, but not that sort of rules. But I was happy, and happier still when the wand showed I was pregnant, and even happier when the doctor confirmed. He elected to surprise him, he didn't want any noise about whether it was a boy or a girl, and he didn't agree with gender reveal parties.
I get lots of sex. I mean a lot of sex. I have two more children. He likes me close to him, and I sleep almost naked, except for a tiny thong if case my children come get me. They have seen me topless thousands of times, if it's warm I don't wear nothing. I'm not a floppy girl, but I've got boobs, and he puts his arm around my waist to suck on my nipples. One day I will have to stop when the boy gets older, the girls?, I don't mind if they watch mommy being loved on by daddy.
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