Secretary Erotica Novels & Stories

“No one has to know. You’ll still be my devoted secretary by day but after hours, when the church is empty and the lights go dim you’ll be my secret little cumdump. My private release whenever I need to empty these heavy balls.” The crude, wicked term should have shocked me. Instead it made my pussy throb with fresh need. I nodded before I could stop myself. Pastor Elias smiled as he pulled me to my feet and turned me around, bending me gently over the wide oak desk. Papers scattered as he pushed my skirt up to my waist, exposing my simple white panties. He hooked his fingers in the waistband and slowly dragged them down my legs, leaving me bare from the waist down. “So pretty and pink,” he

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.

“My wife is right down the hall. You don’t want her to hear what a slut her new maid is, do you?” I shook my head desperately, biting his palm to stay quiet. Each savage thrust pushed me harder against the counter. His balls slapped against my clit, sending sparks of pleasure through me. He was so deep, so thick, stretching my already abused pussy perfectly. Derick fisted my hair and pulled my head back, forcing me to watch us in the mirror. “Look at you. Getting fucked like a dirty secret while my wife works twenty feet away.” The risk made everything hotter. I came hard and fast, my walls clamping down around him as I sobbed against his hand. My legs shook violently. Derick didn’t slow dow

“Permit me to have a word with your employee.” “You… “It is fine, sir.” Luca interrupted Michael then gave him an affirmative nod. “I am ready to listen to you, ma’am.” “I like this boy.” She said wryly then walked to him, reached her hand to collar then whispered softly. “You made Michael embarrass me and I know you're delighted about that but, watch your back, dear Secretary.” Luca had mixed feelings as she moved away from him, waving at both of them. “Bye!”

But with the kind of audacity that belonged to only one person. I didn’t move. I heard the sharp click of heels, the scuffling of my secretary trying — and failing — to stop the intruder. “Sir, I tried to —” I finally turned. My secretary stood in the doorway, flustered, her hand still outstretched as though she had physically attempted to block the woman beside her. Renata Varela. My gaze swept over her. Short dress. Sheer fabric. The kind designed to make men weak. Dark red lips that curved in amusement, eyes sharp and knowing.

So had been working before that, which explains why she was a virgin when she started. Everyone told me that. I just assumed she was a good girl. "Based on a secret contract I found between her and Elon, she started at sixteen, yes, the legal age to have sex but not to do p**n," Eros looks at her. "No, as she has only worked for two years," I argue. "One and a half in that location, one and a half in secret with Elon," he says, and my head shakes. I look at her. "How the hell did you meet Elon?" I ask. I watch as she moves around the small camper van, and hands me a picture, I look at it confused.

"Let go. Are you taking advantage of the situation, huh?" "Please stay still, Mr. Kael," Hellena whispered softly near Kael's ear, her fingers gently stroking his broad back in slow, soothing motions. "Just think of this as part of my duty as your secretary to make sure the company's greatest asset doesn't collapse before we arrive in the capital. Your body is very cold, and this embrace can help ease your shivering."

Helen stared at the email on her screen, reading it twice before it truly sank in. Dear Helen, We’re pleased to offer you the position of Secretary at Cole Designs… Helen stared at the screen. Once. Twice. Her eyes scanned the words again, slower this time, as if they might disappear if she blinked too fast. “No…” she whispered under her breath. Her fingers loosened. The phone slipped—tilting dangerously in her hand before she caught it just in time, her heart lurching up into her throat. “Oh my God…” She pushed herself upright on the bed, the sheets tangling around her legs as her breathing grew uneven.

“What do you mean what the hell was that outside huh? I should be the one asking you what the hell were doing kissing your secretary in the elevator! Aren’t you shameless. Even your so-called secretary, she’s so shameless. Going after a soon-to-be married man.” Alice lashed out angrily. She was fuming with anger. Nick didn’t even look guilty or feel sorry and it made Alice even more angry and sad. What did Nick see on his secretary that he can’t resist her huh? “That’s none of your business okay? What we do or what our relationship is is none of your business too,” Nick said coldly.

said Laureti with a smile. "Mr. Laureti," she crossed her arms, though yes, she was dying for her boss to get rough on her desk. She pursed her lips, trying to control her thoughts. "I promise no more sex in the office," Laureti replied, not taking his eyes off his secretary's lustfully biting lips. "I'll think about it anyway, I'll give you an answer tomorrow," she held out her hand, a sign that they had an important business to discuss, and then escorted him out.