My Resume is Different – I’m An Erection Specialist

Time to Make a Professional Resume

Well, here we are! Single again, so I must find work that isn’t just a hobby!! I haven’t made a resume in 14 years. Nor have I searched for a career in some time since I was being a phone sex princess that has been financially cared for by my soon to be ex-husband. Each time I think about even beginning the resume I want to just rub my pussy instead. If I don’t rub my pussy then I just want to come write about rubbing my pussy. I’m not sure the mainstream career fields are ready to accept someone like me. My resume is different and I don’t think that all of my qualifications are being sought in the office place.

The time to for fun seems to be dwindling but my outrageous sex drive is not following suit. I’ve attempted to compose my resume 3 times so far to no avail and that is it for today. My sex toys are calling and my pussy is listening. I fantasized about my accidental pool day with my son’s best friend. I was envisioning a slightly different scenario than the one that unfolded on the actual day. My head was spinning and toys were entering my holes. My tongue was sliding up and down my dildo as I fantasized about sucking my son’s best friends fat cock head. The fact that my resume is different completely left my thoughts being replaced with debauchery.

Fat Cock Thoughts Replaced Resume Thoughts

Since I was done torturing myself with attempts at making an eligible resume, I could complete the current task fervently. I grabbed my medium butt plug as that is most pleasurable for my anal penetration. My purple rabbit dildo went into tight pussy hole and my breathing slowly became uneven as I began to fuck myself. Each probe in went deeper and deeper until I was squirting all over my sheets. Head spinning, and pussy gushing, I didn’t stop, I just kept probing and fucking until I spasmed all over again. My resume is different, and I didn’t want to think about how to compose it to make me appear hirable in the vanilla world of profession.

Thoughts were swimming but I was still just fucking myself. It was as if rubbing my pussy was just happening whenever I tried to complete this one task. The one task that I need to complete for my livelihood seems impossible. This was quickly turning into the definition of insanity. Before I was full-blown insane, I had to come up with a solution.  I thought if I could just get a mind blowing fucking from an alpha male then maybe I could be satiated enough to compose this much needed resume. I discreetly sent a text to my sons best friend and he came with his fat headed cock in minutes. For two and a half hours I got stuff and fucked into oblivion. With pussy now sore I was able to think about something other than touching my pussy.

My Resume is Different

Now that I can think for a little while I feel rushed because I don’t know how long I’m going to be sore and satiated. My pussy is already so high maintenance without stress adding to the issue. I had to tackle the task at hand immediately. As I opened my laptop to pull up some modern resume templates, my fingers accidentally typed “pornhub” instead of “resume templates”. Quickly I backed out and successfully pulled up some templates. After I found a template that I found satisfactory, my mind blanked at what to fill in the sections. What is a person like me to say? I feel like it’s a disability that I am ashamed of only at times like this and those thoughts made me horny all over again.

“Fuck this, maybe the vanilla world of profession isn’t for me”, I thought as I reached for my dildo once again. Once the drive took over, I was once again just a victim. I hammered my sore pussy and screamed like a banshee to once again bring her to a shooting orgasm. My body tingled as I lay in my puddle of vibrating juices. The air around me felt different and in that moment, I accepted my fate as an insatiable sex worker. I slept like a baby that night following that day of sexual torture.

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