His Secretary with Benefits

The next day after calling into work using a sick day, Laura stood before the building on the corner of Clark and Adams unsure of what she was doing. What if he was a gross slime ball who wore his shirt unbuttoned to his chest with a gold chain and called everyone babe? What if there was zero chemistry and it would be like having sex with her cousin? Then she remembered what Kelly had said and the expression on her face and the uncertainty changed to excitement. Pushing her way through the revolving doors, she made her way to the bank of elevators. Getting on she tried to ignore the salacious stare of the man beside her as he stared at her legs. She had chosen to wear a very short skirt. It ended several inches above her knees leaving a lot of leg on show. When she sat down it would become indecent as anyone sitting across from her would be able to see right up her skirt, if her legs were parted. After making her way through the first reception desk and then another she felt relief at seeing Kelly waiting for her.

“Hey, I am so glad you came. I was wondering if you would go through with it. You won’t regret it. Go on in, he’s waiting.”

Only allowing herself a moment for a steady breath she pushed, open the door. Wow, Kelly had not been exaggerating when she said he was gorgeous. He was tall, dark and handsome all three in one. He was tall and broad, just over six foot, with dark brown hair with a slight wave to it and a complexion the color of honey went well with eyes the color of melting chocolate. A straight nose above a sensual mouth and cheek bones prominent below a broad forehead screamed male model. He was a fantasy come to life.

He rose as she entered and moved to shake her hand. His hands were large and she wondered if the frisson of electricity she felt was her anticipation at meeting him. “Laura, thank you for meeting with me today. Please, have a seat.”

His deep smoky voice curled around her and brushed over her body. She loved the feel of his eyes as they moved over her. She watched as his eyes were drawn to her legs as she crossed them and took in the fact that her skirt rode further up her legs. She fought the urge to open her legs for him to see her black silk thong. Embarrassed at how badly she wanted him to see her. Liquid began to pool between her legs in anticipation.

Over the next twenty minutes as they talked about her resume and what her current duties were and what she could expect if she came to work for him, she found herself almost entranced by his deep smoky voice. He seemed pleased by her and she knew the moment he made his decision. Leaning back in his chair his eyes caressed over her and if it was possible his voice became even deeper.

“So, Kelly told me she talked with you about everything she does now and while somewhat hesitant you are here today. Do you think you have had enough time to think about all of your duties and responsibilities I would need from you?” His emphasis was very clear.

Her mouth was dry and her nipples ached, “Yes”

His eyebrow went up in question, “And? Do you think you would be able to fulfill all my requirements?”

“Yes.” An exhalation of air, escaped her.

“When you accept this job you are giving me permission to fuck you wherever, whenever and however I want to? No objections?”

“Yes,” She was so wet her thong clung to her and she parted her legs for her own emphasis.

Brown eyes darkened to black as he looked his fill between her legs. She fought the urge to close her legs again, he was so quiet. Then he smiled with satisfaction and stood up. Rounding his desk, he stood above her and she craned her neck to meet his intent gaze. His hand captured hers and he pulled her up, his touch was light but it burned through her. Inches away from him, her body sparked to life with want and the need to touch him. He turned and pulled her to the small sitting area that contained a black leather couch and two club chairs. Watching as he settled into the couch she went freely as he tugged her down into his lap. The feel of him was almost her undoing, fire ran through her and she trembled as his large hand stroked her right thigh.

“Tell me why someone as beautiful as you would want this job.” His dark chocolate eyes were intent on her and she couldn’t even blink, the thought of breaking the connection was painful.

“Kelly, she said you were an amazing lover and she couldn’t get enough of you. She said that just thinking of you made her pussy wet. I want to know what that feels like.”

His hand stilled on her thigh and he picked up her hand that was clenched in a tight ball. At his touch she opened her hand and he brought it to his mouth. His kiss was just a light touch against her open palm but she felt it in her clenched pussy. “How is it that you have never felt desire before?” He breathed the words against her skin.

“My mother,” She swallowed, fighting to get the words out, “she was the daughter of a preacher and she made it clear to me that a good girl doesn’t like sex. Sex is something that was to be endured and not sought out. So I wanted to be a good girl and even though I had boyfriends I couldn’t let my mother’s words go after hearing them for so long. But,” She trailed off and her eyes slid down his body, afraid to continue.

“But?” His mouth closed over her finger and his hot mouth sucked the digit deep into his mouth. The velvet of his tongue learning her skin made her wet and she clenched her thighs together.

Her tummy curled and her breathing fractured. “But my boyfriends, they didn’t seem to care about what I wanted and what felt good to me so it wasn’t that hard to be good. I have never been wet with anticipation before. I looked at sex as something I had to do, not something I wanted to do. When my fiancée and I broke up I was more than content to not be with someone again but it’s been so long now. It’s becoming so that my vibrator isn’t enough and I want more.” She leaned into him, greedy for the touch of his body against hers.

Allowing her finger to fall from his mouth with a soft kiss at the tip he kept her hand in his. “How long has it been since your last lover, your fiancée I presume?”

“Yes, it’s been two years.”

“How many lovers have you had?”

“Two.”

“Are you on birth control?”

“Yes, to even out my periods.”

His dark eyes studied her intently, “If you agree to this then you need to know that your body, your pussy belongs to me and me alone, while this lasts. Everyone but me is off limits, do you understand that? No one gets close enough to even touch you.”

His fierce words thrilled her and scared her, “Kelly’s body wasn’t off limits.” She felt the need to remind him.

“Kelly doesn’t make me so hard that I’m about to come to without even being inside you.”

Paul wanted her, badly. It sent a thrill through her and she nodded, “But it goes both ways.”

His eyes roamed over body and slid back up to her face and he nodded his agreement. “Let me see your body.”