Hot Secretary Novels & Stories

Damian, sensing that Hestia is uninterested on having a company, said goodbye and left. Once Hestia heard the doors close, she waited for ten seconds before proceeding on her task. In the spy world, the 'ten second rule' is a must when the agent is going to perform a task or when giving top secret information; the 'ten second rule' is simple: when someone unwanted left the room, wait for ten second before going on you task, because the unwanted person might still be near the door or might come back to get something and gives a risk of you getting caught. This is pretty normal on the spy world.

She would expect to give him total loyalty while he promised nothing in return of loyalty, or a future. With common sense and self-respect, she had to choose the proper position of a secretary and refuse the horizontal position of a mistress, but she hesitated. She had been Kelvin's secretary for a year, and had fallen in love with him for that time. If she chose the job, he would never allow her to have any closeness to him as she does now. As mistress, she was at least free to express her love in her own way, and the hours spent in his arms were like a talisman against a future without him. That future she will gradually have to face.

Names that appeared for six months, then vanished into a clerk’s shrug. Sean’s pencil was an instrument, not a fidget. He circled dates, drew arrows between initials that repeated across departments. “This one—H.K.—signs off on ammo requisitions and rail clearances. H. Koerner? Kappel? Doesn’t matter yet.” “Geheimhaltungsstufe,” Silvia murmured, tapping a stamp. “Secrecy level. Tier three. You didn’t get that for experimental boots.” Terry mimed a rifle. “Long grey thing—pew pew—”

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

" Ms Garcia please you are not allowed in here! I might lose my Job! your father warned me never to allow you in his office! " and who are you to tell me what to do! My mother! " ma'am please hear me out! " Get out! this is my father's company! I have every right to be in here! You are just a hungry poor secretary! and what are you all looking at! get back to work! she screamed at the workers. The secretary shook her head in disappointment. She left the room as she couldn't do anything to stop Katherine. Katherine Looks around, she stood up and walked to the safe, she opened it and took a large sum of money. She hid it all in her handbag, fixed herself up then leaves the office.

It exposed her long legs to the air, radiating an unspeakable sexiness. It was the secretary of the Lambert Corporation—Wendy Jensen.

Hazel West I get to the office, greet my colleagues and take my spot at my desk, where I am a secretary to renowned CEO, Jacob Warner, who I have been having an affair with for some time now. I start staking and arranging papers into files and dropping them on the shelf.

Replay to when she was approaching his office that fateful day, she was about to turn the doorknob when she heard the cocking sounds of heels hitting the floor and muffled sounds like a couple in bed. How brazen of them. Even their sounds could be heard when a person came close to the door. She took the instinct to peep first. And she saw a gory site. The bitch secretary had her butt pressed to her husband’s bulge. She was grinding on him and he supported her hips firmly with his hand. They had begun to undress and fondle each other’s body parts in rough eagerness to fuck. Mrs James held her mouth so she wouldn’t scream. The one who also muffled a scream was the secretary. She remembered her

In fact, it had only made him find everything more and more a matter of course. Another message popped up, still from Harrison. [Don't forget to have the hotel prepare welcome bouquets. Mandy likes white roses, not lilies.] The sentence was short, yet felt like a needle, piercing through my last illusion. I wiped my eyes and put away all my vulnerability. From now on, I only had one identity—capo of Narshe's Olsen mafia family. I dialed the hotel manager's phone once more. "Don't reinstate any of the services canceled just now.

“And you thought media building wouldn’t have a high range firewall? Your knowledge is slipping. They hold sensitive information; it’s not like they would be using a cheap and nasty system.” “Yes. Well; he outsourced for my abilities” she replies, giving him a smile and ignoring his second question. “If I didn’t, I could have taken more than a phone number of an old friend. I told you my secret, you tell me yours.” “I work for Leona Simmons. There has been a stalker hanging around one of the models. She was worried he was involved in hacking the computers to get her information and whereabouts” he tells her. “I offered my services to help a friend. It sucks when someone stalks you” he adds,