HÖRNY BOSS

Situation Room

JACKSON'S POV

I leaned against the beautifully painted and neat wall of my office and watched the young lady who had come at the most crucial time to save me.

I watched her as she touched my c*m which had escaped her mouth and fallen on the floor to lick. She licked her finger like a lollipop. She was a damn temptation.

When she was done licking it. She slumped to the floor and bowed her head. I felt embarrassed that I couldn't control myself. What do I know about her to have shown her how much of a beast I am?

I didn't need to be told that this is my new employee. Mrs. Biggs informed me about my new secretary yesterday. This is the reason why I never wanted any female worker around me, but she was the only one qualified to take the job.

I took deep breaths and moved away from the stainless white wall and went to her. I patted her hair and she looked up at me.

"Ms. Vera Santos. Twenty-four years old. Lives in Downtown Phase 3. She doesn't look cranky or rattlebrained and you can't call her ugly!" I repeated Mrs. Briggs's words when she described her.

She nodded. "How did you know all that? I don't think someone who is painted so gorgeously would do something like this on her first day at work!"

"I know all the necessary information about my employees so I can know who is really for me and those that are against me. I'm your employer, don't I deserve to know?" I knelt beside her and cupped her face.

"Oh, yeah… I guess your dîck wiped off my brain. That should teach me not to stroke my boss again," she said and I was speechless when her hand reached out to touch my dîck.

"I think it will be nice to work with you. You are welcome to J. T. C." A mischievous grin played on my lips. I stuck my tongue out and licked the remnants of sperm on the tip of her nose.

"I'm sorry for…"

We were torn apart by the doorbell. It was a reminder that I have a lot scheduled for today and she has files piled up for her to take care of as a new secretary.

I helped her stand up to her feet. She straightened her gown while I got dressed immediately.

"Mr. J. T.?" I heard Mrs. Briggs's voice call me. She kept ringing the doorbell.

"Uhm… give me three seconds!" I said, spraying a deodorant all over me and Vera. I splashed a large quantity of it all over my office before I told her to open the door.

I sat down and took a closer look at her backside. Her curves were set in the right places, and her hips, waist, and ass are what is summed up to be an anaconda. I adjusted my necktie and got ready to lie decently.

Mrs. Briggs came inside and sat down on one of the armchairs. Ms. Vera sat down too in one of the chairs as they faced me.

"Good morning, sir. I didn't know you were acquainted with the new employee." Mrs. Briggs said suspiciously sniffing around.

"No, that's not the case. She came early to work and I decided to chat with her and get to know her better since I was bored here."

"You? Bored? Oh, yeah, I guess so. Ms. Vera, you are welcome to the company. I hope we work hard together to take it to the next level." She smiled at the younger lady.

"Thanks, Mrs. Briggs. I'm glad to hear that from you, I can't wait to start working with you. I had better go to my office and…"

"No, you are going nowhere!" I said sharply and the two women looked at me. "Yeah. I mean, you are going with me to meet the investors."

I swallowed the lump in my throat. This is not me talking. What am I doing?

"I thought we were supposed to go together…" Mrs. Briggs started.

"That's true, but you see, you have worked hard for this company. I am very happy, so I want you to take a leave or something… just rest for now, let her take your place for a while. I didn't mean that your position would be taken away from you, but…"

Ms. Vera looked at me with eyes full of confusion. I don't even understand what I am saying. I winked at her, forgetting that I was supposed to convince the older woman so she would go.

"Well, I am happy you finally met someone who you think might be in a better position to meet new investors with you. I wish you guys luck. I will go take care of the new designs that came in today," She accepted and left with a sigh of relief.

"That was close. Am I a secretary, a personal assistant, and your manager at the same time? This whole thing is ridiculous!" She shook her head.

"Let's go now!" I said in a commanding voice.

She shrugged, carried her handbag, and stood up. I followed her as she walked towards the door. I grabbed her soft ass just as she opened the door.

"I'm into a lot of trouble." She snorted. "Who said he wouldn't disturb me again after he cums?!" She snarled.

"You are trapped in my snare 'cause I'm addicted to you. If you had wanted to be free, you shouldn't have been so good to me. If I knew someone like you would be the secretary, I would have accepted to have one a long time ago," I whispered close to her ear as we left her office.

She turned sharply to look at me, I laughed and walked past her. "Ms. Vera, don't let me get into the car before you!"

All eyes were on us. She greeted and waved at anyone she came across until we got to the parking lot and entered my car.

It was a twenty-seven-minute drive to the hotel where the meeting was going to be held. As I tried to convince the investors to do business with my company, my fingers caressed her thighs under the table.

She pushed my hand away countless times so she would concentrate on what we came there to do, but I couldn't keep my hand in place.

I couldn't resist her soft body. It did crazy things to my mind. It seemed I could only concentrate and say the right words when my fingers were traveling to her undies.

"Mr. Jackson Taylor, I must confess, you are the best in your field, I look forward to doing business with you. I will also get my business associates to invest in your company if this one comes out good." Mr. Peterson, a short man with a beard covering his tiny mouth, said and extended his hand.

I forced my hand off Ms. Vera's thighs and grabbed his hand. "Thanks, Mr. Peter."

The man left with his assistant while I settled down to drink the wine that had been in front of me on the table. Others had finished theirs as we talked business, but my right hand wasn't free to hold a glass.

"I will use the restroom." She cleared her throat, sighed, and excused herself.