The ceo’s secretary

I made sure I put on some make-up to cover last night’s bruises, which went with Jason noticing it.

“Do you put that on for me?” He asked

“I put it on for myself.”

“It makes you look hot, but you are hotter without it.”

“I wasn’t asking for your opinion.”

“But your boss is trying to give one.”

“I think my boss should keep his opinion to himself.”

“Have you ever been told about how rude workers get punished?”

“I’ve never been told, but I have experienced it.”

“Do you want to experience it again?”

“No sir”

“So come give me some kisses before I change my mind and have you between my legs.”

“I wouldn’t mind the latter.”

“I too wouldn’t mind the latter, but you know I have to be in a meeting in ten minutes, so I will rather stay with the former.”

I went to his seat, bent down, and gave him some quick kisses on the lips because my upper lip still hurt. I made a show of pushing my tits on his face as I was about to get back up.

“I would have shifted this meeting and had you spread wide open on my table if it wasn’t important.”

I climbed his table, drew my skirt halfway up, and spread my legs a little bit, making sure my pants were in his full view before answering.

“And I would have done so with maximum pleasure, boss.”

“Fuck! Get down from that table before I change my mind and give you the punishment you deserve.”

“And who says I don’t enjoy being punished, boss?” I replied as I spread my legs wider.

“Damn it! Have you prepared everything I will need for this meeting?” He changed the subject.

“Yes, sir,” I replied.

“I will be dealing with you later; I really have to be in that meeting,” he said, got up, gave me a kiss on my forehead, and left like the CEO he was.

I was already in my office when something crossed my mind. So, I went back to his office, pulled off my pants, spread them on his table, and went back to my office.

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Someone opened the adjoining door too fast; I had to jump out of my chair.This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“What the hell!? You scared me,” I said.

It was Jason.

“That was exactly what I did when I came across this on my table,” Jason said as he raised up my pants, which I wasn’t aware he was holding in the air.

“Oh! That? I was just joking around.”

“And that is exactly what I will be doing when I’m buried inside you,” he said, moving closer to me. “Pull that thing up; I want to see that fat ass of yours,” he commanded.

Oh my God! My view of this office will be changing, I thought.

I pulled up my skirt slowly to torture him more and bent down on the table as soon as I was through.

“Oh shit! You’re really with no pants on?” He said and came closer to me, “And you’ve been walking all around my company with no pants on. What am I going to do with you?”

He put my pants on my table, put his hands on my ass, and started rubbing them to and fro before he changed his mind and hit me instead.

Thwack! On my right ass cheek

“Ouch”

“That is for torturing me throughout the meeting.”

Thwack! On my left ass cheek

“Ah!”

“That is for putting that pant on my table. And this…” He trailed off as he was unzipping his trouser. “Is for… everything,” he finished, smacked his cock on both cheeks, pulled my buttocks a little bit higher, and entered me.

“Ah,” he growled as his dick slid inside my hot pussycat. “Oh. My. God,” he growled more and ran deeper into my pussy while squeezing my ass cheeks at the same time.

“Oh…” I moaned softly and licked my bottom lip as he pleasured me from behind.

“We will have to be very fast because I have an appointment in five minutes,” he said as he continued to fuck me.

“I know,” I replied, pushing my butt more toward him and focusing my attention on the wall clock.

“Fuck it,” he grunted as he came with only one minute left.

He pulled out of my pussycat, put his dick back inside his trouser, and just finished zipping up when Mrs. Clement, his client, came in.

“Mr Stokes,” she greeted and pulled out her hand for a handshake, which he received.

“Mrs Clement”

I was looking nowhere in particular during this salutation when my eyes landed on my pants, which were lying carelessly on my table.

“Holy fuck!” I almost screamed and stylishly pushed a file on it; that is only if she hasn’t seen it yet, but the look on her face was saying otherwise because her eyes dashed from I to Jason for some time before Jason finally invited her inside.

Jason winked at me before closing the adjoining door as if he knew what just happened, and I gave him the finger because that was what he deserved at that particular time. It was all his fault.

“That pant is mine from now on. I think it needs to spend some more time under my pillow.” Jason texted thirty minutes after the arrival of Mrs. Clement.

“My pant is going home with me” I texted back

“You should have thought about the consequences before putting it on my table. Don’t tell me you’ve put it back on. I think I like the idea of you walking all around the building with no pants on. It’s going to make everything easier.”

“Are you sure you are in a meeting?”

“Yes. Mrs. Clement is sitting right in front of the table where I fucked your brain out last evening, and that knowledge alone is making me hard again. I’m taking that pant home unless you’re coming home with me tonight.”

“I’m not your girlfriend, meaning you can’t have me whenever you want to. And face your meeting.”

“If making you my girlfriend is going to make me have access to everything, then I want you to be”

OMG! Did he just text that?

“Be what?” I texted back to make sure that the text was what it was.

“Girlfriend of course”

OMG! OMG! This can’t be real. I thought about it and slapped myself twice to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.

“Of course, I want to be”

“Then you’re. We will talk when I’m through with this meeting.”

I went through our texts over and over again before I decided to tell Cynthia what was going on.

“I’m now Jason’s girlfriend” I texted her, knowing fully well she would call back instantly

“Lexi, are you for real?” Cynthia joyfully asked me over the phone.

“I know you are going to call back.”

“I instantly excused myself to the restroom the moment I saw your text. How come? When?”

“This morning. Some minutes ago.”

“Girl, I’m so happy for you. I can’t even express it in words. It’s unbelievable”

“I know; I still can’t believe it myself.”

“We need to have a girls night for this. Babe, you broke the record by dating Jason Stokes, the billionaire. This deserves a whole night. We’re celebrating this!”

“Yeah, we should. We definitely should. This sort of thing only happens once in someone’s lifetime.”

“Congrats babe but I’ve to go now. We will talk later and fix a date. Have fun”

“You too”

I hung up the phone and called my sister to inform her about what just happened to her only younger sister.