Novel & Cerita Secretary Erotica

“I feel like Chris may be cheating on me.” I wet her lips and nodded, nervousness painted all over her. “I don’t think so…he didn’t do anything with the woman that came into his office that night, I swear to you.” Wait, what? I blinked rapidly for a few seconds as my brain tried to process what had just said. “What?” I forced a chuckle, dying to know more of this lady who was in Chris’s office whichever night the secretary may have been talking about. “I’m not lying, he was even pissed that she was here that night. He told me to make sure that she never gets in the building again unless he authorized her,” The woman explained.

Kaylar offered her hand for a handshake which he took without any reservation, he rubbed his fingers against Kaylar's hand and smiled frivolously. Mr Bernard released Kaylar's hand and faced Wayne "What a lovely secretary you have, yes?" "Indeed" Wayne answered leisurely. He was then led to a private room by Mr Bernard. A young lady who was dressed suggestively sat comfortably on the sofa as Wayne and the rest walked in. "Mr Frenado this is my secretary Natasha" Mr Bernard introduced. Natasha walked towards Wayne's and stretched her hands out for a handshake, "Good evening Mr. Frenado"

She was wearing a lemon up-to-thighs gown that's revealing the middle of her breast which makes her look sexier. People would talk about why a secretary should dress like that ..but I don't mind I love it. It makes me get more attracted to her, she licked her lower lips as she feels scared, and gosh, My dick bulged. I was drooling over my secretary. " Sir" " Sir!" " Sir !!" I was quickly brought back when she snapped her finger at my face. Olivia I stood for almost 10 minutes in front of the door, I was so scared of walking into his room but, finally gained courage and walked to him.

I just observed. That afternoon, I went to the restroom on the second floor. I heard someone crying before I even pushed the door open. Soft. Trying to be quiet. The kind of crying that meant someone was used to hiding their pain. I pushed the door open. The secretary was there. Standing by the sink, her back to me, her shoulders shaking slightly. She froze when she saw me in the mirror. Her face was blotchy, her eyes red. "I'm sorry," she said quickly, wiping her face with a paper towel. "I didn't mean to—"

Tanya said softly. "But when I got home he was......he was in our bed with Karen" The words came out broken. "His secretary. They were having sex in our bed" "No" Tanya put her hand over her mouth. "Bella no" "I just stood there and watched for a second because I could not believe it was real" Tears started falling down my face again. "But it was real" Tanya pulled me into a hug. I cried into my friend's shoulder. "I am so sorry" Tanya said. "I am so so sorry"

I wouldn't be surprised if Joel and she had conspired to ruin my image as well as Sierra's. “Would you like anything else sir?” I came out of my thoughts staring at my secretary before my eyes lowered and halted at her cleavage. She had her upper three buttons opened to expose her large boobs that hid inside her pink bra. Anyone could clearly see she was trying to entice me with the sight but unfortunately I wasn't even turned on with this juicy sight in front of me.

Just like a slut, my secretary said in a slurry manner, quivering all over as she screamed loudly, “ You! Daddy you.” “ Oh yes!” I groaned, ramming my cock in her pussy, leaving all its length in there as she let out shaky breaths and held my hands. “ Take this!” I slammed into her, going harder than before as her lips widened and eyes closed as she said, “ Fuck.. daddy!” She yelled out loud, trying to grab something but she was placed against my desk so she ended up pushing up my folders, I let out a cruel laugh. I enjoyed my way up in her, right now, I was going to punish her as I began ramming in her pussy consistently as her lips spread and closed while she screamed like a child,

My palms were sweaty and I couldn’t help wiping them on my tight, black pencil skirt. “The sexy secretary look is really doing it for me. Maybe when we get home we can meet in the office for a little role play.” Colton leaned in and whispered in my ear. Clay snorted next to him, obviously having heard his comment. My cheeks flushed, part embarrassed, part intrigued by the idea. I reminded myself it wasn’t the time or place for such thoughts before my arousal perfumed the entire building.

He ended up closing it and sending the documents to Fernanda without realizing it, he had started to sweat, and his member was so swollen for no reason, and no, it wasn't because he saw vibrators, it was because the size of the electric toys that his secretary mentally schemed was the same as his, only flesh and blood. "I'd give you so much pleasure without having to use those devices," he exclaimed, trembling as he imagined Amber's small mouth in his intimate area. You'd never sleep with a secretary," he said, standing up and going into the bathroom to clean himself, but he ended up choking his friend as he remembered Amber over and over again.

They were instruments, cutting through pretense, measuring every ounce of her worth. “You are Ava Reed,” he said, calm and commanding. “Yes,” she replied. “I am here for the secretary position.” “You are late.” Her heart lurched. “I am… I am sorry, sir,” she stammered. “Traffic was…” “Traffic,” he repeated, sharp and measured. “I hope your work ethic is better than your punctuality.” Ava swallowed hard and nodded. “It is, sir. I will not disappoint you.” He studied her silently, and she felt every hesitation, every doubt, every insecurity laid bare beneath his gaze. Then, almost imperceptibly, the corner of his mouth lifted. “Very well. Follow me.”