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Diary Of A Slutty Assistant 1
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Danielle’s profile as he sat in a highbacked chair, and slowly raised a glass to his lips. Something lay across his lap, but I couldn’t quite make it out. He lowered the glass and raised the whatever it was to his face. It looked like cloth, torn at the bottom… I gasped out loud as it caught the light. It was my shirt from that day in the office. The one he’d torn undressing me. Mr. Grant whipped his head around at the sound. I didn’t move in time, and our eyes locked through the crack in the open door. “What are you doing?” His voice was harsh, and I winced at the tone. I stepped into the room, tugging the robe tight around my body. “I could ask you the same question.” He looked down at the shirt in his hands, then let it fall to the floor. “You were supposed to be asleep.” The look in his eyes then, a mixture of sadness and regret, made me do something I never thought I’d do. I crossed the room to his chair, took the glass out of his hand and set it on the man
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Danielle“Danielle! Get in here this instant!” A shiver of anticipation raced down my spine and I allowed myself time for a smile before jumping up from my desk. This was the second time Mr. Grant called me into his office today, and from his tone, he sounded like he was about to lose it. Just as I’d planned. I eased open the door and slipped inside, checking my hair to make sure it hadn’t escaped its wrap. Mr. Grant sat on the edge of his desk facing the doorway, perched like a bird of prey. His wavy hair was perfectly in place, but his brown eyes had a wild look behind them, like I was trying his last nerve. “Come here.” His voice was dangerously low. I walked toward him slowly, suddenly feeling nervous. What if my plan backfired? What if instead of punishing me like last time, he just fired me instead? I swallowed, my mouth suddenly drier than a cotton ball. I stopped a couple of feet away from him, but he crooked his finger, beckoning me closer. I gulped and complie
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Danielle“Danielle! Get in here, now!”I jumped in my seat in front of the big doors, spilling my cup of ramen noodles onto my blouse. “Shit! Shit, shit, shit.” If there was one thing Mr. Grant hated it was sloppiness, and here I was dripping with cheap soup stock. My silk was stained, the material sticking to the tops of my breasts. “By now, I meant immediately, Danielle! Not at your personal convenience.”I swore again under my breath, and entered his office. Maybe a miracle would occur, and he wouldn’t notice. Please, God, have mercy!“Sit,” he commanded. I moved toward the chairs once again, but he stared at me, frowning, until I circled the desk and perched on the edge. “Yes, Mr. Grant?”“What took you so long? I need you to type these notes up for me, and…” He stopped, sniffing the air. He leaned in, and to my horror, plucked a long, wavy noodle out of my cleavage. I bit my lip, tears of embarrassment burning behind my eyes. I had to keep it together. It probably wasn’
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Danielle’t last the week. The last thing I needed was for the head manager to see me like this. A black, Italian leather shoe came down an inch from my hand. I froze, still reaching for the spreadsheet now trapped under the large foot in front of me. It was attached to a leg clad in an impeccably cut suit, and as I ran my eyes upward, I tried not to tremble. A man with wavy dark hair and a cool brown gaze stared down at me, his cruel mouth twisted into a smirk.“Ms. Rowe, I presume?”I tried to push the chestnut strands of hair that had fallen over my eyes back into my bun, but it was no good. I was a hot mess, kneeling on the carpet in a checkered blouse and skirt. “Y-yes?”He reached down and offered his hand, and my mouth suddenly went very, very dry. I’m talking Sahara Desert dry. Something about the way he lo
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Trish“Was I ridiculous?” I asked.“I’ve never seen anything hotter in my life.” He moved my thighs from his shoulders and lay down on the rug beside me.“How do you feel?” he asked.I glanced down at the giant bulge in his jeans. It dwarfed his belt buckle.“I feel like I want you to fuck me,” I said brazenly.I watched as a wicked gleam appeared in his eyes. He undid his belt buckle and whipped the belt off in one quick movement. Unzipping his jeans, he pushed them down his hips, just enough, and rolled between my legs.He pressed the tip of his cock inside me. It had been so long since I’d had a cock there, I’d forgotten the excitement of first contact. And when Dave looked into my eyes, I saw something more that I wasn’t ready to consider yet.“I’m gonna make sure other men never get you like I do,” he murmured.“Do it, ruin me.”His rough jeans scraped my thighs as he thrust into me. My pussy seemed stretched to the limit, and he’d only just begun.I placed my hand on his ches
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Trish“Go down on your elbows.” When I complied, he said, “Now balance on one elbow and put your thumb and forefinger on one nipple.” I balanced on my left elbow while positioning the fingers of my right hand on my nipple. “Squeeze.” I did as I was told, a thrill skittered down my torso. “Squeeze harder.” I pinched myself hard, sending a ripple of pleasure-pain to my pussy. My muscles flexed and relaxed. It broke through. There was a foreign object in my ass. I rose up on my palms again. I wanted it out. No, I wanted it to wiggle around in there, the sensations were confusing. “Great,” he said. “Let’s test it.” I turned my head in time to see him push a button on a remote control. A tremor of massive proportions vibrated through my body. I lost control of my muscles and collapsed face-down onto the desk. The milder aftershocks pulsed around my nerves until they converged in my clit and pussy, now pulsing with need in unison. I knew I’d cried out loudly whe
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