The Double Life of My Hot Secretary
“I’m sorry, okay? I’ve never been to a business pool party. I thought pool party meant pool party. Like bikinis, drinks...”
His eyes stayed on mine, “you thought we were going to discuss distribution, investment terms, and client strategy in bikinis?”
“When you say it like that, it sounds stupid.” My voice cracked, “every pool party I’ve ever gone to has been this. I'm sorry...”
I noticed his eyes fixed on my tits and I crossed my arms over my chest.
“There’s an infinity pool on the roof,” he said, stepping closer until I could smell his cologne over the chlorine. “Later, if you want the pool, I’ll take you. But this is business. Change, come back, and read the room before you enter it next
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