Hot Sexy Secretaries Novels & Stories

There is also the reaction that says, “It hasn’t even been up to a month since she came here on transfer and she’s sleeping with the boss already? What a slut.” Then there is the reaction that says– and this is my favorite so far, “Who cares if Mr Ward is fooling around with the head secretary? It’s a tale as old as time and is none of my business.” By the time I arrive at my office, I’m already exhausted from taking inventory, especially of the people belonging to the second category. I just want to hide in my office all day. “Good morning,” Mariella’s voice is unusually chirpy. I resist the urge to groan and send her a warning look instead, “Don’t.”

There was no one at the secretary post, else the bitch would have stopped me. I flung the door open, but then scoffed with the sight I saw. The secretary I was talking about was kneeling in front of Diego while she took his dick in her mouth. A slut! And an asshole! They fits. Only Keira doesn't fit. The girl was just too innocent. Diego's eyes widened when he saw me, sliding his cock back into his trousers, while the secretary scrambled out of the room. "You like it when your secretary is the one who takes your cock in her mouth and not your wife?" I asked, walking to him in a hurry. My gaze darkening the more as I approached him.

Tyler kissing his supposed lover with a tag below it, “Love is in the air.” “Really?” Cassie tipped her head forward to look at them closely. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise because she recognized her. She was the same lady her boss had introduced to her as her secretary on her first day at work. “Was it part of the rules in every company that the CEO must be sexually attracted to his secretary?” she thought while recalling Mr. Grey's affairs with Prisca. She gulped in the cold air and bit her lip as a horrible thought crossed her mind.

Sera reasons, "I mean you work in the same building." "I know, isn't it perfect? He's the smoking hot doctor, and I'm the sexy secretary. It's like every guy's fantasy." She's biting the edges of her perfectly manicured nails now. In typical Amanda fashion, she has bypassed all logical reasoning and gone straight for the 'Hot' factor. "Really?" "What, Sera-Crusher-of-All-Dreams, what do you want to say?" Their eyes finally meet in a playful testing of wills.

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

"Cih, why are you still here?" "Secretary Vita. You have absolutely no shame," said the senior secretary in front of Liana's desk. "Oh, yes. You have no shame, haha." "This is the first time there has been a secretary scandal with a boss. Just secretaries and bosses, why would they be lovers? And the special relationship?" Other secretaries also satirized Liana. "The boss is stupid to choose a poor woman to be his girlfriend or his secretary who is too flirtatious to the boss? By seducing and flirting?"

The sexy woman who saved the lives of many people including himself. Casandra who felt the heat. Flicking the map file to get some wind to cool her down. Eric, who saw the file folder in Casandra's hand, remembered Casandra's words, who always talked about being fired and afraid of losing her job. 'Was she really fired for that time?' Eric felt sorry. "John find out about her and find a way to recruit her to be my new secretary!" John, who was busy writing something important on his cell phone, was surprised.

Eva gasped as she felt Demetrio's friction against her swollen little button. Demetrio's eyes widened in surprise, he was expecting a slap, but he never expected the secretary to moan at his touch. The elevator doors opened and Demetrio hurried off Eva, covering the huge bulge between her legs with his hands. Eva was as red as a tomato, breathing hard and trying to calm the spasms the Italian had given her. "Good evening," said two ladies dressed as nuns in the elevator. "And nuns, damn it!" the CEO exclaimed in annoyance.

“And? And?” “We just talked.” “About?” “Just some things. Nothing important,” I said, though I clearly recalled how much I appreciated his company. “The more you refuse to tell me things, the more I get dirty thoughts. Did he share his kinks? Like… does he get turned on by big toes? Or kneecaps?” I frowned at her. “I think you’re associating yourself too much with kinky old men.” She giggled like someone was tickling the bottom of her feet. “Just curious. So… if he’s going to be your hot boss, you’ll need sassy, hot girl secretary vibes because you’ll need him to get your husband turning into a green-eyed monster.”

Or. "Not!" Alessia held Jean's hand from the door handle. He shook his head slowly, showing a puppy-like gaze that unfortunately had no effect on Jean. The man's gaze seemed to tell him that only Alby could stop him. Alessia let out a long sigh. "Okay-okay... Let's make a deal. I'll be your secretary. But..." Alby raised an eyebrow. "Say," "I want three times the stated salary. Also destroy the damn photo. "Deal." Alby replied firmly. Too fast without thinking.