I write for my fun, I know I know, I lead such an exciting life.
So if spelling, grammar, punctuation etc. is your thing and it puts you off reading when I get the "your, you're" wrong then maybe you need to seek another story to read, it doesn't bother me.
I'll be honest in that I never read comments that you leave, never.
I did or do? delete the Anon's that post. Sometimes.
I appreciate the feed back on how to improve my writing.
Well I might if I read it and followed any of it.
Others might read it and learn by my mistakes.
Someone out there will like it, and I hope it's more than one.
Business Woman Of The Year
How did I get here?
It's a simple question that is simple to answer, but you need to understand that bit more about my journey.
It really began when I left my husband, we'd been married for 6 years making me 25 just coming up for my 26th birthday in a couple of months time.
Jim, my husband, he had purposed to me at a New Year Eve party, being young in love and slightly drunk I said yes immediately.
All the sex that night flushed the drunkenness out of the pair of us, and we talked about what we had done, probably the thought of sex on tap for the both of us, no having to go home, or finding somewhere to get into bed with each other made our minds up, I think we did love each other as well as the sex.
It was a quiet service and we moved into our own little flat, one bedroom and not a lot else going for it, but young love is blind isn't it.
The first 2 years were a blur of sex, there wasn't an item of furniture that couldn't take our or at least my weight that didn't last more than one go. Rabbits, we could have taught them a thing or two in those first few years.
Of course it calmed down, not a lot in year 3, but work came between us in the forth and fifth year, by the sixth it was dead, the love that we had dried up and after a row about nothing we sat and talked the next morning.
It was painful but we agreed that it was better to end it as friends, not combatants.
I moved out, we split what little we had in savings and went our own ways, Jim stayed in the flat only because it was easier for him and his work but I made the decision to change jobs and moved to the next town.
I found a small, even smaller than "our" flat, to live in, found a job much the same thing as I had been doing in a local company, I just worked in an office, no real skills needed, no travel or perks of any sort, just my 9 to 5 and a pay packet at the end of the month.
I saved what I could, sorry, I overworked that word saved, if I was lucky I could put a tenner away, if I was lucky.
Being the new girl I was chatted up by a lot of the men in the office, I was warned to look out for one or two of them and stayed well away from the married ones as well.
I took a few dates and had a couple outside of the office guys.
I was out having a meal with this one guy Dan, he just hadn't taken no for an answer, it was my fault that this was the third date and I should have left it at 2.
I had decided to tell him that it wasn't going to work and we wouldn't be going on any more dates while he was in the gents, he drove me home and walked me to my door, when I started to tell him that we were over, his mood changed.
He pushed me against the wall, put a hand over my mouth and told me that it wasn't over until he said it was, tonight I was going to find out how he treated women who teased him, his intentions were clear to me.
All of a sudden his hand was whisked away, he seemed to fly backwards and then he was on the floor.
A man, when I got my wits back I realised he was a neighbour stood over him.
Dan was on the ground and, I found out later, Mark had a hold of his left hand in an odd way.
"Now listen to me very carefully, you are going to get up when I tell you to, and you're then going to leave here and never coming back, you will never talk to." He paused and looked at me raising an eyebrow?
"Linda I stuttered."
"You will never go near Linda again, is that clear?"
Dan was nodding his head vigorously.
Mark let him up still holding his arm and walked him to his car.
I had unlocked my door and fled inside shivering and so near to tears.
Ten minutes later, or less, time had no meaning at that moment, and a soft knocking on my door.
I looked through the spy hole and saw a woman.
"I'm Marks wife Dee, he told me what happened I just came to make sure you're okay." She had said it quietly so not everyone would hear.
I opened the door to thank her but she was very gentle and I let her in.
"Can I give you a hug? I know I needed one when something like this happened to me."
She reached out and pulled me into a hug and the shock must have taken over, I burst into tears and she led me to the sofa and hugged me as I cried, she made the coffee as I washed my face.
We talked about how it happened and, well she went home being my new best friend.
That all happened on the Saturday night, at work I kept myself to myself on Monday and Tuesday, Wednesday I was getting looks that weren't so nice and one woman, I'd never seen her before, whispered in my ear that it was women like me that gave other women bad names, I shouldn't lead men on like I had.
I was at first at a loss for what she was saying, and then I realised that Dan had been spreading lies about what had happened around the office.
Dee had made a point of popping in to mine before she went home, she found a tearful mess again and it all came out, she wouldn't take no for an answer and took me to their place for dinner.
They were so kind and I saw them talking quietly as I came back from washing my hands.
"Linda, I have a plan, can you stay at work and just do your job tomorrow and Friday, say nothing to anyone about what happened?"
I must have nodded.
"I know it will be hard but you have to go with the rest of them for Friday drinks, I'll be there, can you do it?"
I must've nodded again.
Thursday and Friday were hard and when I walked behind them on the way to the pub, nobody wanted anything to do with me.
I even had to buy my own drink, had to sit on the end and nobody was paying any attention to me, and all of a sudden it happened.
"Linda, are you alright?" Dee was standing at the end of the table next to me, in a loud voice so it would be heard near by she carried on.
"After what that man was going to do to you, are you sure you're up to being out?"
She looked at a woman nearby.
"She told you what happened didn't she? She was nearly raped in her own home, he was forcing her into opening her door, he had his hand over her mouth to stop her making any noise, luckily my husband came home just before he got his way, my husband pulled him off and sent him on his way."
It was all "did that really happen?, he said that you were teasing him, Dee wasn't going to let me tell them.
She did make it sound much more dangerous, not that it wasn't frightening.
It was a different workplace Monday, I was everyone's friend, well except Dan of course, he was now the one who was out in the cold, on his own.
Dee and I became really close, best best friends, I went shopping with her, but with my lack of money it was her that brought home the new clothes.
I was stressed at work, tense from sitting too long in one position and Dee must have seen it.
"I'm going to give you a shoulder and neck massage, I'm good, ask Mark, no you better not ask him, he'll tell you what happens when he's had one." She laughed and told me to take my top off.
She was good at it I felt really good after only a short while.
"Slide your straps off, don't want to get oil on them do we," I wasn't really paying much attention and just did it.
Not long after I was feeling really relaxed.
"Undo it, I'll do your back while I'm here."
Again I just did it, Dee took a lot of time and was good.
When she was finished she walked in front of me and pulled a tissue from the box next to me to wipe her hands.
"I wish I had your breasts, mind you Mark probably wouldn't let me wear anything over them if I did."
We'd seen each other in changing rooms I'd not paid much attention to her and hadn't seen her looking at me, I felt good and bad about that comment, I think you could see why.
Thinking back it happened over the next month or so, we ended up both being naked, (so as not to get oil on our undies) yeah like that was true.
We put a towel on the bed and it turned from being a massage to full on just bringing each other to a climax, we both enjoyed it.
Dee knew that my money was tight, they had me over at least twice a week to eat with them and Dee, still popped in most nights for a chat and just happened to have left overs of some sort that they didn't want.
I knew it was them being kind.
I'm guessing at it now after so long, but 3,4 maybe 5 months and Dee told me that she had pulled a muscle in her back and that she was going through physio for it.
When I got to my car to go to work it had a puncture, Mark happened to be going out at the time, he changed the wheel for me and sent me on my way saying he would get it repaired, turned out it was beyond repair it had to be a new tire.
I was in a spot now, I owed Mark and Dee for the tire, my car tax was due, my phone contract had just gone up, and my bank balance was near empty.
The tire had broken the bank, and me.
Dee saw that I wasn't in a good place, asked what was wrong and I told her.
We talked about most things, I knew about their sex life and how good it was, well from Dee's point of view.
I made some tea and we sat in near silence both of us thinking.
"I can think of one way to pay some of it off .... But you're going to slap me if I suggest it," She fell silent again, not looking at me.
"Go on, it can't be any worse than the position I'm in." I said.