Lesbian Female / 33
I Managed To Avoid A Man In My Life Until I Met Anne
I'm a lawyer now. I studied dance in my undergraduate and danced professionally for a couple of years. I have always been a body sculpture lady and have always maintained a very sleek physique. I was asked to pose for a series of nude dancer pictures which I did. I have a couple of 8X10 photographs in my house. I don't have a hang-up with being nude, or that some guest sees me as God created me, down to my vaginal lips.
I should also state that I lean very much to being in love with a woman who appreciates the work I put into staying slim and tight, and expects me to offer her a smooth experience. I went to law school and have worked corporate law. I was GC at a small corporation where I met Anne, a 35 year old tax director. What Anne had is that je ne sais quoi, a smart and unapologetic assertive woman. We got along fine, and she was very enthralled with my photographs, which led her to explore first hand.
She is married to a 55 year old man. He is a man that can make you cry inside. She married him when she was 22 before she understood what assertive meant. He treats her as a child, even now that she is 35. It bothers me, but she takes it in stride. Her desires and ambitions exist because he opened the doors for her to climb the corporate ladder. He has no qualms in putting her where 'she belongs', right under him. She says to me, she likes him being strong. I shake my head back and forth. But in these things it is impossible to understand how a well educated lesbian woman can be married to a such a man.
I invited her to dinner at my place, so that we could have some fun. She brought him along. He took over the conversation and gave me suggestion after suggestion as to how I could fix up my place, he thought my photographs were trash, and I ended up upside under him after desert. He took his sweet time. I was completely trapped under him. I expected them to spend the night, but he begged off and told US to have a good time.
My life after him has not been the same. I'm quite capable of fending for myself. But that doesn't sit well with him, if I'm Anne's friend then I'm his friend too. And that means that like Anne I have to adjust my thinking and feelings to what he deems to be the right attitude and behavior. He doesn't interfere between me and Anne. As much time as we need to explore and get to know each other better is fine with him. Only, one little thing, he put me on notice not to hurt Anne. We sit an outside table at the wine bar, waiting to see him walk up and take us to dinner.
I should also state that I lean very much to being in love with a woman who appreciates the work I put into staying slim and tight, and expects me to offer her a smooth experience. I went to law school and have worked corporate law. I was GC at a small corporation where I met Anne, a 35 year old tax director. What Anne had is that je ne sais quoi, a smart and unapologetic assertive woman. We got along fine, and she was very enthralled with my photographs, which led her to explore first hand.
She is married to a 55 year old man. He is a man that can make you cry inside. She married him when she was 22 before she understood what assertive meant. He treats her as a child, even now that she is 35. It bothers me, but she takes it in stride. Her desires and ambitions exist because he opened the doors for her to climb the corporate ladder. He has no qualms in putting her where 'she belongs', right under him. She says to me, she likes him being strong. I shake my head back and forth. But in these things it is impossible to understand how a well educated lesbian woman can be married to a such a man.
I invited her to dinner at my place, so that we could have some fun. She brought him along. He took over the conversation and gave me suggestion after suggestion as to how I could fix up my place, he thought my photographs were trash, and I ended up upside under him after desert. He took his sweet time. I was completely trapped under him. I expected them to spend the night, but he begged off and told US to have a good time.
My life after him has not been the same. I'm quite capable of fending for myself. But that doesn't sit well with him, if I'm Anne's friend then I'm his friend too. And that means that like Anne I have to adjust my thinking and feelings to what he deems to be the right attitude and behavior. He doesn't interfere between me and Anne. As much time as we need to explore and get to know each other better is fine with him. Only, one little thing, he put me on notice not to hurt Anne. We sit an outside table at the wine bar, waiting to see him walk up and take us to dinner.
