Change of Life

Divorced and free and clear as they say, no alimony or child support to pay. My ex-wife got half of everything and as she also has a good career that was it. Our children look after themselves have their own jobs. So, I bought an apartment 2bedroom all I need, as a partner in my chosen career workplace I'm well off financially. Not wanting to remarry or even have relationships at the time this all started. But being single again and okay looking for a 53-year-old, I attracted the attention of single women. All worked for the same company as me, mostly they gossiped about me. But one 51 who was the quiet person everybody overlooked decided to offer herself to me sexually. She was very worried about losing her job as we have a last on first to go policy and she was struggling financially and worried she might lose her job. No worries about that as we're doing great financially the worst the economy becomes the better, we do. We're receivers the ones that close up failed businesses. Anyway, once people start to worry about things even if it's false it hard to change their minds. I'd got into the habit of staying back, for no other reason than waiting for the crowded street to ease before walking home. I don't like being like a sardine on the sidewalk. The quiet woman had taken notice of my staying back and once she had decided she needed to do something to keep her job. She is quite good looking for her age, if you take the time to look. But I hadn't until she made the offer of regular sex for her job security. Which shocked me at first and my telling her job was secure didn't calm her fears. With her opening her blouse, I got aroused and I fucked her on my desk. Of course, I couldn't really save her job if it became fact she was to be dismissed, I'm only one vote among a few. Policy would win out every time; I'd even told that, but it didn't change her mind. So 3days a week she would stay back and provide me with sex. Staying the weekend with me also, after getting to know her personally than just as a colleague at work. I knew I could help her out financially without actually lending her money. It would also give her security she feared losing the most having a safe home. Her rent was draining her financially; I'd a spare bedroom and with her living me I could get sex anytime I wanted. So, she moved in with me not in a formal relationship just for sexual benefit of me and financial pressure release for her. It worked great, still got sex in my office and anytime I wanted at home. Not that I was pressuring her, she offered sex regularly. Meaning I rarely had to ask her for sex, then she got ill nothing really serious, but it would've finished her financially if she wasn't living with me. Coming up to a year living together, I was promoted and entitled to a personal assistant. I chose her for three reasons we lived together, and I was fucking her already and it suits me to keep things simple.