Work Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Susan's eyes widened in surprise as she processed the unexpected revelation. "EX-GIRLFRIEND?" She exclaimed, "I never thought your girlfriend is a worker in this hotel, how come you've been in a relationship with the one who works in your hotel?" Zayn chuckled at her reaction. "Oh dear, about whom you're speaking?"

I groaned softly and placed my head on the desk. "Hey, what's wrong? Did that asshole bully you? I saw you two come out from the elevator together" Maya whispered, clenching her fist like she would beat him up if I say yes. "He said he wants to be friends" "Well, fuck him and his friendship. Anyway, tell me, how was the boss? Is he hot? I heard he was... I'm sure he must be sexy too and..." Why is Maya talking about sexy? I rumpled a sheet of A4 paper and shoved it into her mouth.

No side distraction, just school. “ZOEY!” I jumped as I heard that infamous squeal which was my best friend Julie. I didn’t expect her to speak to me after the breakup I wasn’t really close to her after I started dating Orion. I did try to make our friendship work but Orion was jealous. He always wanted me to himself. It was pretty terrible balancing a possessive boyfriend and energetic friend and trust me I did a terrible job. My eyes swept over Julie and I noticed she was wearing her usual artsy style: big denim overalls covered in paint splatters, a white crop top underneath, and platform sneakers that made her almost as tall as me.

-girl #1 "I don't know? The girl in the picture has curly hair, but that girl has straight hair." -girl #2 "Gosh, is this for real? Does Wyatt really have a girlfriend?" -girl #3 "Hey," the woman waved her hand in front of Wyatt's face. "Where are you looking?" After she asked that, she followed where Wyatt's eyes were looking. Then, he saw me. "Oh, your best friend!" She waved her hand and walked towards me, "It's me, Agleen. How are you? You're Aiden, right?"

A coworker is a coworker, whether they're your assistant or not. I was the one that kept emphasizing on how unwise it would be to get romantically involved with someone from Spring, he never seemed to have a problem with it. Was it because Greta was more like his employee and I was his coworker? Did he care about things like that? Up to the extent that he didn't mind her losing her job because they couldn't be together? It hardly seemed reasonable. "What are you thinking about?" Connor's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

We're both staring into the mirror. "June. Stop it. He has a girlfriend." I slap her arm playfully. "Ouch." She groans dramatically. "So what if he has a girlfriend? Being married or having a girlfriend doesn't mean you gotta give up on having some wild, good fuck elsewhere. Partners get boring, you know." "I guess you're right," I say softly, lowering my gaze. Memories of my day at the office rush into my mind, and again, I get goosebumps recalling when my boss forced himself between my thighs.

“If you’re still interested in the job, of course.” Job, Vinnie internally scoffed. She did not know what this job entailed. At least not explicitly. But she was smart enough to know it wouldn’t involve anything related to office work. It was something more…personal. The kinds of questions Mr Doyle had posed to that woman, it was as if he were looking for a girlfriend or a wife. It couldn’t be a wife, as she couldn’t imagine marrying someone with no love in the picture. It could either be a girlfriend or a kind of contractual fuck-buddy, the arrangement she had only read in books online.

His girlfriend was getting angry at him, asking him why he was still so busy working late at night. Finlay patiently coaxed his girlfriend. "Babe, I'm working so hard so that I can marry you!" However, his girlfriend was infuriated. She said, "Finlay Lawson, that better be the case. If you dare to spend your time on another woman, I'll make sure you pay!" Finlay felt a little sheepish when he saw the message. Coincidentally, Katie called out to him at the same time. He jumped and almost dropped his phone. Katie looked at him with disdain and furrowed brows. "What are you doing?"

I heard both of them sigh. “If you want to fuck your assistant guy, do it! That’s what I’d say.” Alisha replied, stuffing her mouth full of steamed vegetables. “Do it all over the fucking office! Have fun. You’re worried about your job, well secrets make the sex hotter. Fucking do it!” Andre chuckled as she spoke. “Do whatever you want, just don’t date him.” Hardly ever do I question myself. But I wondered if they were right. Was I looking for them to encourage me to have an affair with a coworker, an intern… I didn’t think so, but the idea of having someone to help… ease my mind whenever I wanted, and when I was on a tight schedule was appealing.

Her mouth flew open as if I had offered her a trip to the moon, all expenses paid. "You?" she whispered. "You and me?" "Why not?" I stood up then patted her desk. "I think we would make a pair, Sarah. Do you not think so? I mean… you’re sexy in that short skirt and I can see how beautiful you are, why won’t I want to have a work girl? In fact, I want you to be my partner at work. My assistant and someone I can rely on. Then at home, you and I can have more in common. What do you think?”