My Sexy Boss Novels & Stories

She implored, her desperation evident. "I see, how much are you being paid?" He asked his face devoid of emotions as he leaned against her desk. "Two hundred dollars," she replied, perplexed by his line of questioning. She had been employed for nearly a month; perhaps he intended to compensate her before her departure. Leaning in, he elaborated, "You see, I can triple that, along with a car and an apartment anywhere you choose. You wouldn't even have to work anymore." His eyes remained fixed on her, waiting for her reaction. He observed her astonishment, the dilation of her pupils as he spoke seeing if there was a chance she would accept his proposal.

He pointed to himself. “Is nothing but a failure and a damned beach in the dark that can never see the light of the day.” I stumbled at this old damned fool who I called my "boss” but unknown to me that my boss had see something in me and he wanted to eat up the juice right in my soft ass hole. He admire every steps that I take and of course his eyes are always fixed on my lips when ever I speak to him.” Jefsexy spoke and looked directly at the camera knowing fully well that his former boss and gay lover Peter Jackson will be watching either through the television or through a live streaming channels.

I guess he was right about taking this slow. "Why does this feel like an illicit affair between a married boss and secretary in the office's bathroom?" "The sexiest secretary to ever exist" "Narcissist much? In case you didn't notice, I'm the boss in this scenario" "I still stand by my words" I snort "I'm hungry" "What do you want?" "Anything will do" Spinning me around, he kisses me deeply before saying "I'll see what I can whip up"

I groaned softly and placed my head on the desk. "Hey, what's wrong? Did that asshole bully you? I saw you two come out from the elevator together" Maya whispered, clenching her fist like she would beat him up if I say yes. "He said he wants to be friends" "Well, fuck him and his friendship. Anyway, tell me, how was the boss? Is he hot? I heard he was... I'm sure he must be sexy too and..." Why is Maya talking about sexy? I rumpled a sheet of A4 paper and shoved it into her mouth.

“Did he look like a sex God while railing her? Oh, did it look like something out of a p**n site? How big is h-“ “Oh my God, bitch slow down with the sluttiness,” I said my face twisting in disgust. “I’m not telling you anything. He’s our boss, remember?” “Yes, but he’s also our hot boss and…I just want to know if he’s as good as I imagined,” she said dreamily. “You imagine Mr Stark having sex?” “With me? Many times,” she said with a sigh. “You’re gross,” “Is he big? Is it really pierc-“

Her hand turned colder in mine as my lips brushed her skin. This isn't going to work. She is too nervous. Too stiff. If she doesn't relax, it will hurt and I don't want her first memory with me to be pain. "Why are you so tense?" I murmured, running my nose along her neck. She let out a small, embarrassed huff. "This is my first time having sex with my boss." I chuckled, low and amused. Goosebumps instantly rippled over her skin. Cute! "You need a drink."

The caption read: "Where can you find such a considerate boss! I'd happily give my life to this job!" It was followed by a flood of envy and compliments from the entire group of colleagues. "I've never seen the big boss like this. Isn't he supposed to have extreme germaphobia? You can't tell at all!" "Oh my god, a man out of a bespoke suit is so sexy! You can feel the testosterone through the screen. Deadly. I'm officially a fan." "Dream on. The future Mrs. Boss posted that. We're just here to clock in and clock out."

he warns me. I don't want to get discovered, having sex with my boss, by my coworkers but the thought of us secretly fucking in my office thrills me. “I can be quiet, Sir,” I promise Charlie but my mouth betrays me by moaning. Charlie pulls back from me and I assume he’s realised the risk isn't worth it but when he starts to undo his pants I smile. He sits himself down in my chair, brings me between his legs and lifts my dress over my head, tossing it on my desk.

I apologize for interfering, but I was wondering why—" "A beautiful, successful woman was crying alone in the park." She laughed. "Yeah, yeah." She shook her head. “I've been in love with this guy for a long time, but he was in love with his boss, so I didn't tell him. His boss eventually fired him because she was tired of his sex and constant hitting on her. As a good friend, I assisted him in opening his coffee shop, and he's doing well. He thinks she adores him. "I just told him how I was feeling...and now I'm bawling my eyes out." She had finished.