This is an era of fast food and ambiguity. The pressure of life coupled with loneliness makes many lonely bodies involuntarily rush to other lonely bodies in search of warmth and true love. While he was talking, he took off my clothes. I suppressed the disgust in my heart and tried to cater to him... This time, my job was saved. Netizens confided: Threat: His job is his bargaining chip After graduating from college, I jumped out of the vast army of job seekers and was fortunate enough to work in a large company. The company is a national operation mechanism, and I was very surprised by the income and benefits. It was many times better than my other classmates. Therefore, I cherish this job very much, work diligently every day, and work hard without complaint. My department manager's surname is Qian. He is 40 years old and has been divorced for many years. In fact, given his good conditions of owning a car and a house, it should be easy for him to remarry, but he has always been single. I heard from colleagues talking about the reasons why he never remarried. Firstly, he has a weird temper. Secondly, he also has the lustful nature of men. He often changes girlfriends and seems to enjoy it. However, I still read the depression, desire and anxiety of a single middle-aged man from the way he looked at me and other girls. So I have always deliberately kept a moderate distance from him. I had just been working for five months and it was the end of the year. I heard that the company was going to lay off employees, but I had not yet passed the probation period, so I felt very scared. That afternoon, Manager Qian took the initiative to talk to me. He first said something about how the company had suffered heavy losses over the past year and had to implement a layoff plan. He also said that my performance was not very outstanding and I was on the verge of being laid off. Department layoffs were mainly recommended by the manager, so he hoped that I would improve my efficiency and work hard in the past month. I knew what he meant. Didn't he mean that my fate was in his hands? What's more, he was hinting at what I could do to avoid being laid off! That night, I couldn't sleep. Do I really have to please him at all costs for this job? No, never! I said to myself in my mind. Forced: Pretending to be drunk to get into bed A week later, the manager was going on a business trip, and he chose me to go with him. On the way back to the hotel after finishing his work, he asked me if I wanted to accompany him to the bar. It was only 8 o'clock in the evening, so I couldn't refuse, so I agreed. That night, he didn't talk much and just drank one cup after another. As a last resort, I could only help him stumble back to the hotel. After sending him into the room, when I turned around to leave, I didn't expect him to grab me. His red eyes could not hide the longing in his heart. I immediately panicked and tried to calm down and said, "You've drunk too much, take a good rest." Before I finished speaking, he rushed up to me, hugged me, and then put his mouth on my face. I pushed him away desperately, but I was no match for him. "Listen to me, I know what you want and I will satisfy you." He murmured. I just feel disgusted that he knew I was reluctant to give up this job, so he used such means to blackmail me. I wanted to escape, but I couldn't break free from his strong hands that trapped me. I thought to myself, he was drunk anyway, and maybe he would fall asleep just talking nonsense. Just as I was hesitating, he took off my clothes in threes and threes, and couldn't wait to throw me on the bed... At the critical moment, I suddenly resisted unconsciously and burst into tears. He stopped and asked me doubtfully: "Stop crying, okay? Don't cry..." But I still couldn't stop crying. He got tired of hearing it and shouted: "Get out, get out of here!" In panic, I quickly put on my clothes and returned to my room in fear. In the bathroom, I washed myself, feeling humiliated all over my body. It can't be washed off. Surrender: Fake pandering to protect my job. I shed tears, thinking back on my young love and experiences. Who am I guarding my chastity for?Half a year ago, didn't the boyfriend whom I loved deeply for two years and devoted everything I had to him decisively leave me on the eve of graduation for a good city and a good job? What did I get after a sincere love? After giving everything I have, am I still left with nothing? Are there really men in this world who know how to cherish? Will any man really care about my virginity? Confused thoughts and intricate thoughts lingered in my mind one after another. I'm a little out of control. Just when my thoughts were almost suffocated by myself, I finally made up my mind. When he heard the knock on the door, he opened the door and saw me, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes. "What's the matter? Aren't you afraid that I'll eat you?" His words were straightforward and sharp, making me feel humiliated. I think he knew why I came to knock on the door, and he even guessed that I would definitely come to knock on the door. When I do something like this, I feel a deep sadness in my heart.
I walked straight to the bed, took off my coat, and found my thin pajamas underneath. But he stood there and looked at me without moving. I had no choice but to walk up to him, hug him, put my face against his chest and said, "Forgive me, okay?" Then he smiled and said, "That's right." As he spoke, he took off my clothes. I suppressed the disgust in my heart and tried to cater to him... With this time, my job was saved.
Fantasy: Pretending to be married in real life
However, after this time, there was a second time and a third time one after another soon...
My feelings for him also changed from the initial disgust to dependence. We had regular trysts, and I gradually found the joy of being a woman from him. I felt that I needed his scent and warmth, and I even fantasized about marrying him.
4 months later, I found out that I was pregnant. I called him in a panic. He said nonchalantly on the other end of the phone: "Get rid of it. You don't want to give me a baby, do you? You are only with me to achieve a certain purpose and meet your physiological needs. You don't really fall in love with me, do you? But to be honest, you are really happy with me..." Before he could finish his words, I hung up. With tears streaming down my face, I cried until I was hoarse and my whole body was cold.
I went to the hospital alone to have an abortion, and I had to go to work the next day, but he didn't even ask me a question, or even glance at me again. But I regarded him as my own man, with humiliation, imagining that he could embrace my lonely and cold body and mind again.
