Eventually he strayed to get what I wasn't giving him.
That night in my bed I made the first connection about giving up the power I always felt from being in control at work and giving it to someone else. It also started me down a path which brings me to where we are today about a year later.
I would also like to acknowledge the assistance of Lisa Jones (you can find her stories on this site) for her help in editing and continuity. The names have been changed to protect the guilty and the satisfied. I close million dollar deals before lunch and inspire terror in my staff in the afternoon.
I'm in my 40s and still turn heads, at least if you're interested in a mature blond with a curvy figure. I'm not proud of the second part of that confession but my relentless drive for success compels me to drive my direct reports hard.
The title of a story in the bondage section of one of my favorite story sites caught my eye.
I'd read a few other bdsm stories but they all sounded so farfetched and were so poorly written that they never did much for me. For the first time I could connect with the submissive in the story.