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Originally Posted by iceman7770516
a co worker of mine once told me about how she dated the manager at her then current job while whe was going to school. she said she wasnt really attracted to him and that she just liked that he would buy her starbucks and other things. she said she didnt mind cuddling with him but that she never slept with him, until one day he told her that he didnt think he was getting his moneys worth from her, and that she needed to do more for him.....
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That's the definition of a manipulator~ getting a guy do stuff for her and resisting fulfilling her end of the implied deal.
Anyway, my story is pretty tame. Wish it would've gone further, but didn't. In our state we have vehicle safety inspections, which you must get in order to license the vehicle. It's a royal pain in the ass. When we were younger and poorer we had an old beater car that we needed inspected, and it had some problem we didn't want to pay to have fixed.
My wife decided to go up to the local gas station which was owned by a middle-aged guy and see if she could schmooze him into passing the car without flagging it for any problems. She put on a tight, low-cut top which had her D-cup tits virtually spilling out, did her hair all up, makeup.....she looked like she was going out on a date. Thirty minutes later she was back home with the appropriate paperwork in hand. Evidently he took one look at her, started calling her "honey," promptly pulled the car in and did a cursory look-over and started filling out the paperwork. Piece of cake.
She told me later that if push came to shove she would've let him bend her over his desk if it meant getting that "pass" document. I've always been a little bummed it didn't progress that far.