The Billionaire's Virgin Secretary #1: Secrets
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Authors: J. S. Starr
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Rich Billionaire’s Virgin Secretary #1: Secrets
By: J.S. Starr
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All Rights Reserved. Copyright 2014 J.S. Starr
Chapter 1
Jordan walked in on his wife dressing for dinner. He watched her standing before the closet in just nylons and panties looking for something to wear. She moved a few dresses to the side, unable to decide which one to wear. It wouldn’t matter; Megan could wear a garbage bag and still be the prettiest girl in the room. It amazed Jordan that after seven years of marriage he still got rock hard when he saw her naked. She was that sexy. It wasn’t just her body that turned him on. She had a very sexy mind as well. She was a stunning brunette, a little on the thin side due to years of ballet, but beautiful nonetheless.
He was going to have her right then. He had already fucked her in his mind as he watched her choose an outfit so he might as well make it official. Screw their reservations. For a man like Jordan, the restaurant would hold it for him. He sauntered up to her and pressed his body against hers, his hands against her bottom. She turned to him and smiled. A smile he had loved from the moment he met her.
“Well hello there husband.”
“Hello,” he said quietly in her ear. His hand encircled her waist and slipped into the front of her panties. He felt her stiffen and then relax.
“Darling we are going to be late.” She said it like a gasp as his finger found her clit. He rubbed her clit slowly drawing out her pleasure. His cock grew hard against her bottom.
“That’s not important. I want you now. And I’m not taking no for an answer.” He slipped a finger inside her, fucking her slowly until she became wet. She moaned against him and he could swear he just got harder.
She took his other hand and led him to the bed. She always wanted to be in the bed, he never knew why. He had no problem with bending her over any piece of furniture in that room. But she would never allow it; she preferred comfort above anything else. He would have liked it if she was a little more adventurous, but she rarely turned him down for sex so he couldn’t complain. His pampered little princess could have whatever she wanted.
She lay down on the bed her legs spread. He looked at her body so lithe and smooth. Her small breasts perky, her nipples hard, her body primed for him. He quickly undressed, pulling off his pants and unbuttoning his shirt. He could not wait to get inside her. He bent down to her and claimed her mouth, sucking on her lip, tongue searching out hers. His hands found her breasts and squeezed gently, thumbs flicking at the nubs of her nipples. She moaned in a way that made him a little crazy. He slid her panties off and tossed them to the side.
“Spread your legs wide baby.” She did as she was told and he kneeled before her. Her spread her lips and her pussy there before him and the sight of her made him horny.
“Honey, we are going to be so late,” she murmured. He shut her up by placing his mouth over her clit and sucking. Her could feel her grow swollen in his mouth, he sucked harder and inserted a finger inside her feeling how wet he was making her. She worried too much about everything. It kind of annoyed him. At this moment he wanted her to want to be fucked more, not worry about reservations. He was about to make her forget her own name. He finger fucked her a little harder until she started moaning his name repeatedly. She was panting at this point, her lips and clit swollen from his touch. He went in search of her mouth again, finding her lips and feeding her his tongue the moment he went inside her. She gasped and he felt her flex around him cushioning him. She moaned his name, something he never got tired of.
“Oh baby you feel good.” And she did. She was capable of becoming so wet that he often felt out of control inside her and he had to focus on her achieving orgasm first. That was all that mattered to him. They were in rhythm with one another, her hips coming up to meet him and he pounded her softly just the way she liked it. He liked going in the deeper the better but this was her favorite position and he wanted to make her happy. Her happiness was very important to him.
“Oh Jordan, oh my God!” His excitement grew as he watched her orgasm building.
His rhythm became faster as he pumped away inside her gearing his own orgasm up to meet hers. She cried out his name and her passion and her excitement caused him to spill into her releasing him from his own tension.
He bent down to kiss her. He kissed her jawline and her throat before releasing himself from inside of her. “Now you may get dressed my darling.” Jordan winked at his beautiful wife as he walked to the bathroom to clean up.
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Chapter 2
The chauffeur was bringing them to the restaurant an hour late. Sex with his wife had taken longer than he expected. Jordan had called ahead and informed them to keep the reservation that they had just been running behind. The restaurant was only too happy to oblige, after all they knew Jordan was a loyal customer who had spent a fortune in the establishment over the years. Jordan had a very generous nature and always tipped generously for all staff not just the waitresses. He had done quite well for himself, as he was only in his 30s and nearly worth almost a billion dollars. He owned a multi-national technology company. Everyone knew him; he was basically a celebrity. His lovely wife Megan had been his secretary all these years, right from the beginning when he first opened his company as nothing. Together they had made it what it was today and he doubted he could have done it without her. He had a surprise for her tonight that was going to make it all worthwhile.
She had been training to be a ballet dancer when they first met. He had been completely mesmerized with her and had to have her to himself. Jordan wanted her to give up her dancing and work for his company. She did it willingly, because she loved him and had the promise of living in considerable wealth after that. He made good on his promise and she lived a luxurious life. She hadn’t minded being his secretary because she enjoyed being near him, she had given up her own career aspects to be by his side after all.
They were seated at their table chatting away for the past two hours. They were on their second bottle of wine and he couldn’t remember a time where he felt more at peace with life. This was the last night of their vacation and they would return home tomorrow to the crazy life they led and hopefully begin anew to bigger projects, especially for Megan. He couldn’t wait any longer to give her his surprise.
“Darling, I have a surprise for you.”
She smiled, literally glowed before him. “It’s not that Cartier bracelet I was looking at today is it?”
He chuckled, “No, but I now feel like I should have started with that first.”
“Don’t be silly Jordan, I don’t have to have a beautiful glittering bracelet.” she giggled.
The truth of the matter is he knew that she fully expected Jordan to have already obtained the bracelet. He was clearly behind on such things. He would have to make a note to have one of his people pick it up tomorrow before they left. He loved his wife, but she had no idea what it was like to not have money. Even at the beginning when they first started dating, Jordan spoiled her with things he really couldn’t afford at the time. But since he had plucked her out of the life of a ballet dancer and made her his secretary, he always felt like he owed her such things.
“I’ve decided to promote you Megan because you sure as hell deserve it by now.”
“Promote me, why Jordan? I love working with you.”
“As do I. But you are far too brilliant to stay my secretary. I need someone to entertain the clients when they arrive in town and with your beauty it’s the perfect position for you. You will even have the option to do some travelling which is something you wanted to do more of. You don’t need to be at your desk anymore sweetheart, I can get anyone to be my secretary, I want something bigger for you.”
“She grinned, “Jordan are you sure? I’m perfectly happy staying by your side. I do have the most handsome boss ever after all.”
“Megan, it’s already done. You start your new job as soon as we return and I have interviews first thing for the secretary position.”
“Oh, I could have handled that before I began the new position.”
“No, it will ease me into my day. I have everything taken care of.”
She clapped her hands excitedly and he knew he had done the right thing. He was right that she would work well with clients. She knew what clients expected, and she would have no problem arranging things and keeping them happy.
“Now let’s celebrate!” Jordan exclaimed.
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Chapter 3
Julie raced up the stairs of the Franklyn Building. She was late; it was raining, and today could not have gone any worse. She missed the train that was supposed to bring her here 30 minutes ago. She was almost there too before it started to rain. Rain, if you can believe it? Was God cursing her or what? Was it really necessary for it to rain today of all days? She considered turning back as she imagined she looked a wreck, but she needed this job more than anything. Jobs like this do not come around every day. It was a great position working for an important CEO, and this was the kind of job that moved you forward and got you places. Julie really needed to get somewhere in life. She was sick of her boring life. She was the stereotype of a poor girl being raised by another poor woman.
She was from the country and she currently waitressed in a little diner close to her home. In was a hole in the wall that serviced truckers and the few people who lived close to it. She made basically nothing in tips, mainly because it wasn’t usually busy. She was tired of that life and she wanted more than anything to not end up like her mother. Her mother worked herself to death to get nowhere in life. She was poor she would always be poor. And because of that she was miserable, and nagged on Julie to get a better life. She loved her mother very much, and had to do something to help her. Her father had left them when Julie was three years old, and ran away with a waitress from the very diner that Julie worked at now. She had never seen him since and she knew it had completely broken her mother’s spirit. The pain was so much that her mother had never dated anyone after her father. She had often wondered if he mother was lonely or if she even remembered what it was like having someone around. She focused solely on providing for Julie and she couldn’t have been more grateful.
But that’s where it ended for Julie. She did not want to follow in her mother’s footsteps. She wanted a great life. She was only 20 years, and her life was really just beginning. She was focused on getting a great job, and meeting a wonderful man to fall in love with. She wanted to be treated like a queen, and have multiple children. She wanted vacations, dinners with dancing. Julie wanted it all, and she believed this job could be the start of her new life.
She raced into the building and approached the front desk tentatively. She tried to smooth out her clothes as much as possible. But it was an impossible task; she was soaked to the bone and dripping all over the floor. The woman at the desk took one look at Julie and started shaking her head.
Oh, I look that bad, do I? Perfect
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“Hello. I’m here for an interview with Mr. Bass.”
The desk clerk took a solid once over at me for the second time. “Miss, are you sure that you want to see Mr. Bass like that?”
“Yes, I’m afraid so.”
She gave Julie a floor number and she hurried on her way. The elevator ride felt like an eternity had passed and finally the doors opened to her destination. This place was extremely busy. Like she had thought, Mr. Bass was an important man and he met with very important people. As she walked down the halls, she tried to dry her soaking wet clothes. She came up to another desk that a man was attending. He looked up when she approached and appeared shocked by her appearance.
“I don’t think I can handle another lecture on my appearance,” She smiled awkwardly. “I seem to have been caught in the rain and I have an interview with Mr. Bass.”
He smiled kindly at Julie. “Julie, is it? I am Jeff; I am Jordan’s right hand man. I’m just manning the desk until he finds a replacement for his wife Mrs. Bass.”
She was surprised by his warm voice and kind nature.
“I will notify Mr. Bass immediately that you have arrived.” Jeff left her for a moment. Walking down the hallway, she watched until she couldn’t see him and then she sat down on one of the plush sofas. She felt squishy, and she regretted sitting down as she made quite the wet spot on the sofa. It didn’t take Jeff long to return to her, and he brought with him a towel.