It Is A Curse When It Is A Man That Changes Your Preferences

I am referring back to COVID. I worked for a publicly traded company in the capacity of financial reporting. That meant that I had office hours, especially during reporting periods. I was 36, in and out of several relationships, only one healthy. I was 'done' with dating.

I was alone in the office with the CFO, getting the quarter's financials ready. He gave me a lot of latitude and we had a good working relationship. That day we had a transaction that had several ways of looking at it, and he was in my office while we spoke to an attorney. Why he shared that with me is still a mystery. He told me he hadn't been laid as his wife was going through menopause. Right them, at that time, with all the issues facing us, he said he could really use some pussy. The silence was deafening, waiting for me to answer him.

I told him that he was barking up the wrong tree, I could use some pussy myself. He said he had heard that, but I needed to make an exception, that he was really looking forward to me offering him my pussy. He didn't let me answer, he told me to come around the desk and give him a blowjob. Show him that I could be a woman. I said, 'no, I won't do that'. He answered that he would then take my pussy, to come around the desk and so he could 'enjoy me'. He repeated himself, he wasn't 'asking', sort of if his wife was refusing him, I was next in line.

I have talked with other women who have found themselves in these situations. Do I cave and give him a blowjob? Do I cave and walk around and bend over? Do I cave and tell him I will but not in the office? I chose to tell him the later, we could go to my apartment.

At my apartment, we had finished our business at the office, I showed him around, it was a small one bedroom. He asked for 'all of it', tits and ass and pussy. No bending over, start with a blowjob, lay back and take it. He was surprised when I reminded him that I had never given a blowjob and I had never had sex with a man before. He asked me if I really was a lesbian. I said yes, but that doesn't mean I wasn't going to please him. He was there with me, the only thing is that I didn't want 'slam bam thank you ma'am'. If he was intent on going forward, I expected him to be in love with me, or close to it.

He went slow for a few minutes, but he wanted me to 'grab' him, hard. And then to put my mouth on him. 'Just do it, what are you waiting for?' I didn't know that once a man is charged up he is anxious to complete the mission. I wasn't very good at it, I know much better now, Somehow I ended up on my stomach as he felt me up between my legs. I realized he was looking at my anus and I had to turn over, 'look at my pussy, you get pussy not anal'. I was anxious. It was a mess, he wasn't 'gentle' or caring. He was all over me, holding my arms out over my head and sucking on my tits while he was poking around. 'Still, let me get my dick in you'. Another lesson, you guide his dick in.

It was messy and wet and I had to deal with the consequences. In all of the preparation I had forgotten to ask him to use a condom. Now he had emptied his balls in me. And I was having trouble adding and deducting days since my last period. Now when was my fertile period? He sent me to get a towel to cleanup, he insisted on me sitting on the bed naked, while he lay back naked with his head on the pillow. I asked him what he got out of that? His answer took me by surprise because he asked me to come over and sit on his face to eat pussy.

I am his lover, we no longer work together because of fraternization. His wife never recovered her libido, 'better you than me' sort of thing. I wasn't pregnant, but the clock was all of a sudden ticking, louder and louder, and two years ago I did get pregnant. I call him 'tiger' when he's bound and determined to have sex with me. He calls me 'baby'. He may not be totally in love with me, but he is given to me. I'm totally in love with him.