To the ladies: What if a seduction was anything but seductive? What if, instead of being all sweetness and gentle persuasion, a seduction challenged and questioned you every step of the way?
It sounds more likely to end in a shouting match than a sexual encounter, doesn't it?
But...What if our hypothetical ungracious seducer met his match? What if he met a woman who could give as good as she got, and who just might - or might not - accede for her own reasons?
This thread needs a strong female voice and strong writing to have any chance of even being readable, let alone above average. Please read the intro below and PM me if you want to take on The Challenge.
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Sandra was a success on her own terms. In her mid-twenties, she was making a six-figure salary, and she had the office, title and administrative assistant to go with it.
She also had 80, 90 or sometimes 100-hour work weeks, but those came with the territory, especially while you were still on the way up.
Fortunately, today hadn't been so bad. She'd been able to leave the office at a reasonable hour and catch a train quickly. Now she was on the 7B bus, on the next-to-last leg of her commute back to her condo.
She wasn't really thinking about much beside getting home and decompressing: It barely registered that the bus was emptier than usual. Empty, in fact, except for herself, the driver up front, and a dark-haired man, perhaps in his mid-thirties, wearing jeans, a black sport shirt and white sneakers with no particular sense of style - not that it mattered. Certainly she didn't have to try very hard to get the attention of men who were considerably more impressive: an angular face with a certain rugged handsomeness and a build that showed some time spent at a gym weren't enough to get a second look from someone like Sandra who was constantly around guys who were good-looking, sophisticated and successful.
So, pretty much last thing that Sandra expected was to realize that the barely noticed stranger was standing by her shoulder and speaking to her...
It sounds more likely to end in a shouting match than a sexual encounter, doesn't it?
But...What if our hypothetical ungracious seducer met his match? What if he met a woman who could give as good as she got, and who just might - or might not - accede for her own reasons?
This thread needs a strong female voice and strong writing to have any chance of even being readable, let alone above average. Please read the intro below and PM me if you want to take on The Challenge.
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Sandra was a success on her own terms. In her mid-twenties, she was making a six-figure salary, and she had the office, title and administrative assistant to go with it.
She also had 80, 90 or sometimes 100-hour work weeks, but those came with the territory, especially while you were still on the way up.
Fortunately, today hadn't been so bad. She'd been able to leave the office at a reasonable hour and catch a train quickly. Now she was on the 7B bus, on the next-to-last leg of her commute back to her condo.
She wasn't really thinking about much beside getting home and decompressing: It barely registered that the bus was emptier than usual. Empty, in fact, except for herself, the driver up front, and a dark-haired man, perhaps in his mid-thirties, wearing jeans, a black sport shirt and white sneakers with no particular sense of style - not that it mattered. Certainly she didn't have to try very hard to get the attention of men who were considerably more impressive: an angular face with a certain rugged handsomeness and a build that showed some time spent at a gym weren't enough to get a second look from someone like Sandra who was constantly around guys who were good-looking, sophisticated and successful.
So, pretty much last thing that Sandra expected was to realize that the barely noticed stranger was standing by her shoulder and speaking to her...
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