I succeeded despite failing at school.

I succeeded because I tried harder than others and done everything I was asked to do. I didn't commit crimes or anything else that could get me locked up. I worked for a man who believed in hard work and promoted people because they worked hard. Not because they knew someone or had a fancy degree. Starting work at 15 and applying myself I moved up the ladder, quicker than most because I done everything I was asked. Rain or shine, night or day if required I was available. So, I became the go to guy and the boss noticed and I was given harder and harder jobs to do and another thing that really helped me get ahead. Was if I was unsure or didn't know I asked how or what to do and my boss took that to mean I was smart not dumb. He told nobody knows everything and anybody tells you they know everything are idiots or crooks or both. I learnt by doing and at 27 I was in management, still expect to get my hands dirty if required. I got another promotion because I got my hands dirty, a important job was behind and instead of trying to find extra people I got involved in fixing the problem hands on. While the other manager ran about trying to extra staff from somewhere to do the work needed, I was doing it and it was completed close the time that had been set. The other manager hadn't found the needed staff by then either. So, when a higher position became vacant section manager, I was promoted over him. I was 29 and only 2 rungs lower than the boss and I wasn't idle I kept up with everything in my control and that included other areas that supplied my area. Not afraid to point out slow progress in areas that would affect my area. I wasn't popular with the other managers, but the boss wanted action not excuses. So, I wasn't liked by the other section managers. But as they don't throw stones if you live in a glass house, I made sure my section didn't delay them either. My way of relaxing was getting massages, with or without sex. I was too busy for relationship, always on the lookout for a great massage either sexual or not, I came across an ad for therapeutic massage and I decided to give a try. It was in a rundown area of the city, and I arrived and was met by a mature woman slim and good looking for her age. I had an idea I knew her but couldn't remember where or when. I'll call her Mary 53 divorced, as the massage progressed, I finally remembered her, she was my old English teacher. I was surprised and so was she, as she remembered me when I told her about teaching me. She thought I would be a ditch digger at best. I decided to make another appointment, but she told she mightn't be around as she couldn't afford the rent and moved on regularly. I had an apartment I had bought and never used; it was a investment. The area was prime for redevelopment, it hadn't started yet, but it wouldn't be delayed very much longer either. She was grateful and a bit confused by my help as I said could have it rent free. Neither of us had thought of sex at that time. She was grateful and I got a massage free each week, but I was having 2 and wanted her to have some money at least. Then the area became hot, the development companies started to take interest in the area. I would wait until I get my price not a cent less. The magic number (a bit above) was finally offered, and I accepted, which was just before the pandemic started being talked about. Mary needed a new place, and I hadn't a place then and there. So, I had her move in with me, as it fortunate she did as the pandemic rammed up and a lockdown came into force. I could work from home as it were, Mary could not. But I still got my massages, as the lockdown dragged on, I got horny, and the only available woman was Mary. Ever the go getter I simply asked her for sex, and she was shocked at first and then worried she would be out on the streets. But I told her I wouldn't throw her out and only asked as I was very horny, and she was the only woman I had access too. But quickly adding she was a really hot woman and that was causing most of my sexual arousal problems. She took it in and said she would think it over. Not a refusal or agreement either, but I left her think over. Three days later she agreed to sleep with me, saying I had been very good to her, and adding she could use a fuck herself. From then on, she shared my bed, and we were always close together. After the lockdown was over, I got her a job as my assistant. We still live together, and she gives me massages and sex. She is trying to play cupid with a younger woman and me, nothing has happened yet.