I went to law school after I ‘outgrew’ my role in ballet. I studied ballet as an undergraduate. I had a friend, and lover, who was a photographer. She did some work with me that hit the internet. After that no company would hire me.
After law school I got a job with a corporation, as junior counsel. That’s where I met Ann. She was a tax compliance officer, we became friends overnight. She is a closeted dyke, married to a high flyer. He’s her image of a man. I learned that he had her when she was an incoming student in college. He kept her, and she adapted.
My eight year old Audi developed some problems. The dealer where I bought it blew me off. She offered her husband, dealer interaction is a man thing. He would get it fixed. He played like he was my boyfriend, and they agreed to fix it. Now we had to please him, woman work.
We made dinner for him at my place. I have some B&W pictures of me posing on my hall wall, all nudes. In my bathroom, a larger print in a bathtub. Nude, no mistake I’m a girl. My friend told me when he saw the pictures he would fuck me. I told her, only she fucked me.
We had dinner, he liked the pictures, Ann showed him the whole set. I knew he would fuck me. I had never allowed a man with me, I only agreed because she was there with me. Ann promised that when he was finished with me, I would call him Lord and Master.
He says that I give him what he’s missing. My friend’s a dyke, and I’m not. He wants soft caresses, a small woman. She’s devoted, but not affectionate. When she’s with me, he is my Lord and Master.
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