**I wanted to preface by saying that in most erotica I don’t incorporate or write a woman’s thoughts or feelings. I do this because I do not want to affect the individuals experience. Having said that. I’m going to use this platform as an outlet to try.**
Self-sufficient and intellectual. This was your double edged burden. You fought and navigated her way to the position she was in today after toiling and hard work. Wasn’t always fair but your wit and cunning always got you where you needed to be.
The other side of this sword is the utter responsibility that was now your burden. 95% of the time it was fine because of the already stated reasons. That 5% though could get lonely. See, you have to sell out quite a bit to climb. Sometimes the feeling is overwhelming.
*He* was the one thing you still were never allowed to be. Sure he worked his ass off as well to get to where he was but as the only Administrator in the company that you answered to he was allowed breathing room, he could fuck up and still not have to worry about his position. He was cocky for his age. She’d scoff as he brought some of the women he did to social gathers and occasionally his office. You even were pretty sure you once heard muffled moans when taking up documents to his secretary. He came off as the same way you were. Confident borderline cocky. It crawled under your skin.