Naughty Secretary Novels & Stories

At that time, Sean could not help but sneer in an extremely contemptuous manner. "I had never expected it. You usually seemed so honest, but you unexpectedly also used this trick on me as well. Do you think you can trap me like this?" The secretary immediately burst into tears on the spot. "I-I had never thought of trapping you!" "Then what are you doing here?" "I…I truly am pregnant," said the secretary in tears.

Laura's eyes widened in both shock and confusion. "Excuse me?" "You are excused."The secretary continued. "You think I don't know what you're here for? Unfortunately for you, I do. Smart, ain't I? Now if you don't leave this office this minute, I'll call security to throw you out." Laura quickly recovered from her shock and gave the secretary a hard glare. "You have no right to talk to me like that." "Oh yeah?" The secretary eyed her up and down condescendingly. "What would my boss want with someone who dresses as low classed as you're dressed? Or you think just a pretty face will get you any man you want?"

He never approached her either because it would be unprofessional. She deepthroated his large shaft, wrapping her tongue around it until she stood up. Matteo opened his eyes in shock as his employee sat on erection and started slowly and sensually twist her hip fucking him. The secretary wore a turquoise Versace silk dress with heels that fitted perfectly. She was a thick blonde with a big apple shaped ass. Matteo groaned in ecstasy and wrapped his arms around her. The secretary casually raised her dress and bounced hard up and down his cock. The sounds of their skins clapping together when she moved up and down his cock echoed through the office.

I would have cleared my schedule to attend to her. “Yeah, but where’s the fun in that?” she quipped, waving off my concern like it was a gnat buzzing around her head. “Besides, I figured you wouldn’t mind.” My secretary came in, and upon seeing Zara, she paused, clearly surprised. “Would you like something to drink, Miss Zara?” “Please, just water is fine,” she replied with a smile that made my secretary blush and rush out of the room. I returned to my work, glancing at Zara and trying to ignore the way she was staring at me. “You know, you sitting there like that is gonna give me a headache cause I won't be able to focus and you keep staring,” I said jokingly.

Sensing my discomfort, Neal shifts so that his huge body partially shields me from her judgmental gaze. “What exactly classifies as ‘proper representation’?” He demands. Pauline makes a show of studying her perfectly manicured nails as she drawls, “You know what I’m talking about. I’m just of the opinion that secretaries–no matter how bright they are– should know their place.” The elevator arrives at the ground floor and the doors beep as they open. Pauline graces us with a sarcastic smile, “Enjoy your trip,” before stalking out of the lift. Neal and I trail silently out of the building.

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

Gabe said nothing, barely managing to tuck his shirt into his pants. I grabbed her by the hair, hearing her desperate screams. I opened the door, dragged her naked through the reception, and led her to the regular elevator. I pressed the button, the door opened, and I shoved her inside, closing it. She could figure out how to get home—I didn’t give a damn. I looked at the assistant secretary. “Post a new secretary vacancy. It’ll be a man.” “And… my job, Mrs. Clifford?” “You’re not fit to be assistant secretary. You’ll be the third. Open a hiring process for two secretaries… immediately. Did you call for someone to pick up the bottle?”

The nosy secretary nodded, sheepishly, afraid to be penalized. Lucia was about to enter the CEO's office, using her fingerprint, as it was already registered there. She halted, turned back, and gave the nosy secretary, a chilling stare, with her eyes. The nosy secretary, who had her eyes on Lucia, could not help but gulp in fear, shrinking back.

“To Mr. president’s room?” “Yes. Now. Leave whatever you do now. Mr. The President is waiting for you.” After saying that with a heavy heart, the secretary left. She needed to go to the toilet for a while to cry because she had been scolded by her boss, who is someone she loves so much! Meanwhile, Lunatte reluctantly carried out the order. Inside, Lunatte’s heart was beating fast! ‘What does that narcissistic man want me to do to his room? Hahh… today I really got a lot of bad luck. Too bad.’

He took off his other hand from the tits and took it all straight down to her vagina. The secretary got wet Immediately, Mr. Tony ended it there because he needed to see the crazy lady. "So, where is she?" He asked the secretary again. "Make me squirt, please." The secretary pleaded. "I apologize, but this is not the time," Tony responded. The secretary told Mr. Tony that she was going to send the crazy lady down to his office in a short period of time. Mr. Tony left her office for his own office. He took the elevator again and went to the tenth floor.