humiliating relationship
Last November, I started dating a married man. At that time, my intuition told me that this was a bad idea, but I did it anyway. We work together, a kind of “office romance”. First, innocent requests for work, after communication on the network. Easy flirting, unpretentious and cute.
I did not notice how I fell into the trap of my desires. His becoming literally captivated me. But behind the mask of a courageous hero was an immature boy who lives on past victories and blames everyone for his failures.
The novel developed quickly. Walking, talking, writing. He immediately outlined his boundaries and desires, but I resisted. It only pissed him off. Intimacy was not long in coming. The first time was in a car. Five minutes of fun. The connection was unusual, the sensations new. After that, the communication faded away. But he returned. Intimacy right in the office after a working day. It's disgusting. Silence again. The excuse was funny and humiliating at the same time. Religion does not allow.
A new branch of the relationship began in May. Passion and rage. Intimacy in the office, but already on my initiative. The entire period of communication test-antibiotic.com was accompanied by my emotional outbursts, his passive behavior. Calm. And again on a new one, but already on its territory. He called to him. I went by myself. Terrible, uncomfortable, humiliating, but I went. Cyclically in a circle -sex in the office, sex at his house, again in the office.
At some point, I said that I had had enough. He was offended, humiliated me, rejected and pushed me away. But time passed, he showed up again. There was no sex, but the passion and chemistry between us did not subside, but flared up again.
I understand that theserelationships do not paint either me or him. And this realization is a light in the darkness.
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