The Nice Guy The Movie BWC Edition

We’ve worked together for a while, and you’ve always had a thing for me. But I’ve never given you a chance. To me, you’re just the nice guy at work, the one I can trust with all my secrets, the one who’s always there to listen. When you notice I’m feeling down, you ask me what’s wrong. I tell you about a date with a man who seemed to have everything I wanted tall, rich, handsome, a BWC and dominant. I thought he was the one so I let him fuck me, he took the condom off behind my back and came in me. After he got done with me he told me I had to leave because he had an early morning, he ended up telling me to walk home, which I did then I noticed large amounts of cum spilling out of me.You comfort me, telling me I deserved better. Then you suggest I should give you a chance instead. I laugh it off. You’re sweet, you're caring but I just don’t see you in that way…you are too nice. The next day, we met again in the breakroom. You notice I’m upset and ask me what happened this time. I tell you I went on another date with another man I thought I wanted rich, tall, successful, dominant with a BWC. And once again, he fucked me and sent me home in the middle of the night, and only this time I had so much cum spilling out of me I had to go to the ER to get my stomach pumped from all the cum he unloaded in me! You suggest once again I give you a chance, but I decline, and accept a date via text from another guy right in front of you. This really upsets you, you go home every night thinking about how I am such a whore, letting all those guys cum in me, you think about them using me, and me begging to be treated like dirt. You really want a chance now, and you are willing to become the most dominate and twisted man I need you to be. The next time I see you is in the copy room, you lock the door and you show me who's boss.