No way! (Back to your old job)

You shake your head. The gemstone on your chest grows cold. It seems to believe moving into a gilded cage as a rich man’s pet would have taught you a great lesson in humility and help you explore your female side. You disagree. As much as you enjoy being a woman – love it even – shut up, little voice of {fist_name_male} deep inside objecting - you do. But you enjoy being a free woman. Strong and self sufficient. This life, as rich with material goods and sex as it would have been...

You look around, sigh, already regret your choice but you've made it.

“Sorry, Sir, that is very generous of you. And I’m sure other women will be more than happy to become your…”

You blush at the thought of it. And at the fact that, no matter your decision the thought still makes you wet.

“But I'm not ready fort this lifestyle. No matter how tempting and luscious it would be.”

He nods, looking disappointed.

“I have to disagree. Finding a girl like you won't be an easy task at all, {fist_name_female}. But I respect you and your choice."

His respect doesn't go so far as to ask you before he grabs you, firmly puts a hand on your ass and kisses you greedily, his tongue exploring your mouth.

You let him. He deserves a last gift for the disappointment.

You lick your lips, smile at him and follow him out with a last, longing regretful look at this absolutely stunning apartment you won’t move into.