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It's Political
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Straight Female / 36
Faced With A Scarcity Of Men I Settled For A Man With Baggage
I turned 28 and my work team took me to lunch. The department head decided to join at the last minute, four women two men. Waiting on our lunch the conversation turned to 'no suitable men'. The department head asked a simple question, 'what is it about you that men don't want to be around you?' Well, it became a hot topic. He got back in the conversation by stating 'maybe you're not a chick, maybe you're a bitch'.
It took a long time for it to sink in. My sister echoed his comment. 'You suck dick, and let him fuck you'. Not exactly what I was thinking. She invited me one Saturday to a cooking class to learn how to make pasta. She didn't say anything, but it was obvious, I was nowhere near the cooking level of the other women.
I turned 29 and I literally asked the department head if it was right that men wanted a woman sucking their dick. If that was my problem. He said my problem was in the mirror, no man wants another man beside him. Loose the look. I asked him to take me to lunch. We went to a business lunch place, where the server puts the bill in the middle of the table.
OK, he said he wasn't sure what I wanted, but we were not in the office, so I should start by offering him my pussy, if I passed the test, then yes, he wanted me sucking his dick. Before I answered he reminded me, was I a bitch or a chick?
He got my pussy, I sucked his dick, I brought him his coffee. I had to change my look, feminize myself for him, talk about having babies. He showed me a couple of houses, houses made for families, not city apartments. Now choose, one chance only.
I moved into a single family neighborhood, got to know my neighbors. She was ready to pop, an 'ex' investment banker. She encouraged me to throw in the towel, it was 'our' season, time to embrace our woman nature. Fuck the office culture, time to have babies.
It took a long time for it to sink in. My sister echoed his comment. 'You suck dick, and let him fuck you'. Not exactly what I was thinking. She invited me one Saturday to a cooking class to learn how to make pasta. She didn't say anything, but it was obvious, I was nowhere near the cooking level of the other women.
I turned 29 and I literally asked the department head if it was right that men wanted a woman sucking their dick. If that was my problem. He said my problem was in the mirror, no man wants another man beside him. Loose the look. I asked him to take me to lunch. We went to a business lunch place, where the server puts the bill in the middle of the table.
OK, he said he wasn't sure what I wanted, but we were not in the office, so I should start by offering him my pussy, if I passed the test, then yes, he wanted me sucking his dick. Before I answered he reminded me, was I a bitch or a chick?
He got my pussy, I sucked his dick, I brought him his coffee. I had to change my look, feminize myself for him, talk about having babies. He showed me a couple of houses, houses made for families, not city apartments. Now choose, one chance only.
I moved into a single family neighborhood, got to know my neighbors. She was ready to pop, an 'ex' investment banker. She encouraged me to throw in the towel, it was 'our' season, time to embrace our woman nature. Fuck the office culture, time to have babies.
