Secretary Erotica Novels & Stories

The unfaithful bastard was having sex with his secretary during office hours. "Mr Donatelli." She called. Dragging her short tight skirt down, like it could make up for the fact that I sat here for the last 15 minutes listening to her have sex with my father. She had the guts to appear embarrassed, her cheeks staining red in what I assumed was a blush.

Caspian Lund hadn't even had the chance to speak when his secretary already jumped in. "Ms. Leclair, I know you're older and can't handle alcohol, so I specially prepared this drink for you." I shot her a sharp glare and snapped, "Shut up. This isn't your place to speak." Instantly, Susie Winters shrank timidly behind Caspian. "Cas, why is Ms. Leclair so harsh? I didn't mean anything by it…"

I whimpered, even as I ground against his hand like a slut in heat. “The hell we can’t,” he rasped, spinning me around and bending me over the wide mahogany desk. Papers crumpled under my palms as he kicked my legs apart. His rock-hard cock ground against my ass through his slacks, the thick length making me whine. “I’m gonna fuck you raw right here, where anyone could walk in and see what a dirty little secretary you are for your boss.”

She closed her eyes with the promise of a better tomorrow at the forefront of her mind… **** “Hillary, we can’t do this. You work for me.” Geo said as he pushed his gorgeous secretary off of his lap. She was gorgeous. She was 5'9, slender, with a gorgeous smile and a witty charm that worked on all of his business associates. They had always joked with him that he should sleep with his secretary. He never did, nor had the desire to. He had thought that their casual flirting was harmless, but here she was grinding her firm ass onto his groin.

"My husband is in there?" Mark still needs to answer Sarah's question. "You can't answer because my husband is in a meeting?" Sarah asked. "Actually…Mr. Williams." Sarah immediately realized that Edgar's secretary's chair was empty and unoccupied. Could it be that her husband's mistress was his secretary? But isn't the secretary a middle-aged married woman? Edgar's tastes couldn't be so low as to have an affair with an old married woman. "Hello, Uncle. I want to meet Daddy," said Eric to Mark.

I knocked once, sharp and decisive. No answer. A slow, dangerous smile curled my lips. Perfect. I pushed the door open. And the scene hit me like a slap. David's mousy, perpetually flustered secretary was straddling his lap, her cheap pencil skirt hiked up to her waist, her blouse unbuttoned just enough to reveal a lacy black bra. David's hands were on her ass, his mouth locked onto hers in a sloppy, desperate kiss. The wet sounds of their tongues filled the room, with the scent of sex and cheap perfume thick in the air.

I can't stop again since I'm almost at the verge of getting what I came in here for. “That was so sweet pretty flower. I wonder how sweet your pussy would taste.” he licked his upper lips as he pulled out a thick booklet from his large collection of papers arranged on his desk. I scrunched my face in disgust at the mere picturing of him fucking me somewhere. I felt like puking on his face. The door pushed open at the moment and his secretary rushed in looking all scared. I smacked my lips and fixed my gaze back on the paper in my hands as I signed on it. You're too late miss secretary.

I patted Cody, who was in my arms as I walked in with them and I allowed him to run around with them before leaving the room again. The door was left open in order to hear them from above the basement and I traced the whole house to find my secretary. She was now in my room, cleaning things. I leaned against the door frame as she picked up one of the books on my shelf. She gasped at its contents and I smiled. "What? You never seen an erotic book before?" She jumped as I walked closer to her, grabbing the book from her, and I read the sentence that made her blush. "He rubbed the inside of her thighs, his hands going up to the center of her heat, and a flick of his finger against her cl"t sent

The perks of being the boss’s secretary are that you can pretend to work when you’re actually lusting over him, with your hand beneath the table, fondling your cunt to satisfaction. And when he has fucked you? When he has seen your pussy inside out and you need your space to hide your shame? Right. That’s me. Fucked till my pussy was weak and leaky. Till he knew the inside out of my pink pussy… And till he knew how sizable and edible my clit is.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as she whined like a horny maniac, her entire body throbbing with need as he sucked on her clit and tended to her g-spot. Just when she thought she would cum from the passionate torture he'd reigned her down in—something she could never get enough of—the door blasted open as the secretary barged in. Ruffled by whatever reason she must've been running here for, she was even more shocked to see what was happening.