I was a senior in college and sharing a condo with two other women. One of the women graduated and we had a room available and needed a roommate. A guy I knew said that he would move in and he agreed to pay extra, in return for not having to do housework. That was ok with me and the other female roommate, housework was no problem for us.
He moved in and I had to do his laundry. I went into his room and and picked up his underwear off the floor. I changed and made the bed with clean sheets, it was Saturday. He expected me, not us, ME, to be his ‘woman’. To cook and to clean and keep his room and bathroom and make his bed every morning and be his ‘woman’ to have sex with. He called me his woman. My woman here. My woman. My woman. My woman. Get it thru your thick skull, you are my woman.
I did the laundry and did the cooking and did the serving and the cleaning. I washed his sheets and picked up his dirty underwear. I took off my panties for him and he has sex with me. When I am asked about him I answer, I’m his woman. Is he your man? I don’t know, you have to ask him. All I know is that I’m his woman.
