Am I Or Am I Not, That Is The Question I Don't Have An Answer For

I work in small company, office staff is 22 and field staff around 40. I work in accounting as a bookkeeper. The lady who hired me is hispanic and single. According to her she just never met the right guy. I have access to payroll and she is 36. I went to a gym that is close to the office, it was me checking the place out. I saw her there working out, she had on tight gym clothes, but too tight. You could read her lips. She saw me and I had to say hello. She asked me a lot of questions and said that after her workout she was going out with some friends, maybe I wanted to come and meat some new people. I was embarrassed because during the whole time she was talking to me I couldn't stop looking down at her crotch. When I hear read my lips, this is who I think of.

I agreed because I didn't want her against me. We left my car at the gym and rode in hers. We went to this place Glorias, full of women at happy hour. A kiss here and kiss there and a kiss here and a kiss there, and arms around her shoulder, her arm around her shoulder. She was obviously in her element. I said hi, and shook hands, a couple of the women really gripped my hand like a man does. Some had pecs and guns, and thighs bursting at the seam. Most had easy to see through tops, some with short shorts or very short skirts, with cheeks showing. And like I said the kissing was everywhere, and some kissing was intentionally heavy. I am not unaware and I knew that I was in some lesbian bar. A girl asked me to dance but I refused politely.

A woman came over to talk to me and got into my personal space, I was against the wall and she groped me between the legs. Making sure there aren't any balls there. She groped me again and walked off, back to her friends, pointing back at me. My ride was deep in conversation and wine and hanging on some woman. Soon they were trading kisses. Hands fell below the waist and caressed her behind. I wanted to leave but I didn't have a ride. Another girl approached me and asked me if I wanted to dance. She didn't take no for an answer and I ended up on the dance floor. Very exhibitionist dancers, long legs, tiny thongs and panties, open shirts with no bra, lots of kissing and groping while dancing. I got pulled in for a kiss and a hand on my chest. Loosen up she said, stop being a frigid. She walked me to the wall and kissed me heavily, while groping me between the legs. She told me she was taking me home with her and I wouldn't be a virgin by morning. She controlled me the rest of the evening.

I got kissed so many times I lost count. She held her arm around my shoulders and reached down to pinch my boob, to grab a handful, to pull me around to kiss me. She was strong, as strong as a man. She took me outside for a breath of fresh air and said she had the hots for me. And was I a virgin, because I sure acted like one, and she wanted to take care of that problem for me. We got in her car and went to her apartment. No ceremony, not even where the bathroom was. I was on my back with her mouth all over me. Her hands reached up to squeeze me hard and pinch my nipples. She crawled up on me and kissed me with her hand in my crotch and her fingers in me. I managed to roll over, and she got on my back to hump me. It didn't end, it went on and on and on. I had no choice, she forced her big brown nipples in my face and her crotch on me. If I fought back I don't remember. I was all naked on her bed and had to pee and she walked me to the bathroom and stood there with me. When I got off she sat down and told me to wipe her.

Nothing put her off, nothing I said or did. She came looking for me until she found me, my phone was ringing all day and all night, unless I was with her. I was labeled by her and she made sure the other girls knew she had put made me her girlfriend. Month in and month, out I only went out with her. Until she moved me in with her. I was by then unsure about everything. Sex was open and often, public kissing and groping, lady bars and lady dance halls, lady parties and lady sleepovers. Lady this and lady that, lady, lady, lady. No men need apply, you are not wanted.

On October 20th, 2022 we flew to Las Vegas and got married on October 22nd. I changed my name and driver's license. I did not change the name on my diploma. I woke up on Monday the 24th married getting ready for work. My hispanic lady was all proud of me and had let the office know that I was married to Silvia, which I am approaching my second anniversary.

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