I realized I was a pervert
after I turned 30.
I'm married and have children,
a married office lady.
Before I knew it, I was over 30,
and the number of young employees in the sales department increased.
I thought the younger male employees
probably saw me as a mom with kids.
That's what I thought.
For these young male employees,
a married woman like me
is probably not a romantic interest.
I felt a bit lonely
thinking that I had gotten older.
But, at a recent company party,
the new employees said something to me.
"Emily, you're so charming,
sexy."
"Really beautiful, your husband is lucky."
"Yeah, yeah, just imagining being with that body every night... wow, just imagining it is intense!"
I was surprised.
I never thought that as a woman in her thirties,
a housewife office lady,
I would be seen that way by younger guys.
I felt embarrassed and excited,
and I could feel my face getting hot.
"If you show us any weakness,
Emily, you'll be in trouble.
You'll get caught."
The conversation kept escalating.
I thought it might be a bit dangerous,
but I hadn't been flattered in a while,
so I didn't feel bad.
"Oh, what? Am I going to get caught by everyone?"
I said, laughing.
"Oh yes, it would be quite something."
"You might end up being treated like a toy."
They continued to say naughty things to me.
"A toy, in what way?"
I asked out of curiosity.
Surrounded by young guys,
there was a wall of about five of them around me.
"Well, first of all,
while wearing your company uniform,
you could serve all of us with those lips,
with your hands tied behind your back."
"Forcing it into Emily's mouth,
moving our hips so vigorously that it makes a sound."
"While you're doing that,
I'll tear your blouse from behind,
and play with your big breasts."
"Then I'll lift your tight skirt
and tease your sensitive parts with my fingers,
making naughty sounds."
"After you've finished with everyone,
we'll put you on all fours
and take you from behind."
"Your hands and mouth won't get a break,
holding one in each hand,
and one in your mouth."
"Oh, I'm interested in the back too,
can I put it in there as well?"
It was a crazy, intense fantasy.
Even though it was just in my imagination,
I felt like I was being gang-raped by younger employees.
After that, like in an SM scenario,
I was tied up and violated,
forced to drink.
Inserting a vibrator,
and expanding with an anal plug.
At some point, fear made it hard to breathe,
but I was also quite excited.
Among the young guys,
I invited the one I liked the most
to a love hotel and we did it.
He was the one who said he'd expand me with an anal plug,
and he persistently targeted my rear.
"Next time, I'll actually prepare an anal plug for you,"
he whispered in my ear while humiliating me from behind.
At that moment, I realized
I was a perverted submissive woman!
Being taken by a younger guy felt so good,
I screamed like a nympho
and reached my limit multiple times.
After that, I met him several times,
using lotion and enemas,
and expanding with an anal plug,
experiencing anal sex for the first time.
I could feel myself becoming more and more lewd.
"Let's have an orgy next time,"
he invited me.
But crossing the line into group sex and orgies
feels like I might not be able to return from the world of eroticism,
and it's scary.
If I did it,
I feel like I wouldn't be able to face my children and husband,
but imagining it makes me tingle,
and I want to try group sex.
I'm sure, while hesitating,
I'll end up having an orgy with the younger male employees soon.
