“Certain offices have traditions. If it’s an old industry, in an old town you see even more…archaic ones. I didn’t know what my friends meant when I got my new job.

“Certain offices have traditions. If it’s an old industry, in an old town you see even more…archaic ones. I didn’t know what my friends meant when I got my new job. “Certain offices have traditions. If it’s an old industry, in an old town you see even more…archaic ones. I didn’t know what my friends meant when I got my new job. They said it was a men’s club. They said I wouldn’t get ahead if I was a woman. They didn’t know just how depraved it was. If you work there, you abide by a certain set of rules. I’m free to leave at any point but…after a few weeks I now know why the other women stay. It’s fucked up, but absurdly hot to be in the middle of a board meeting and have your boss call you over, push you to your knees and have you suck him while everyone pretends not to see it. They carry on as normal, hell he even keeps asking questions…all while I suck his throbbing hard cock. No one talks about it EVER, but we know…at any time…if any of the men choose…we can be bent over and used and no one will say a word.”

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