The Billionaire's Virgin Secretary #1(4)

She beamed before him and he found the fact that she had a hard time  accepting praise so endearing. She didn't expect a kind thing from him.  She just did things selflessly never expecting anything in return; she  was a lot like Megan in that way. There weren't too many girls like  that.

He passed over the envelope to her and watched her open it. He was  amazed to see her eyes well up with tears. They spilled down her cheeks.  She wiped at them quickly trying to compose herself.

"Is everything ok, is it not enough Julie?" He felt like an idiot,  people didn't normally cry when they received bonuses from him. He  wasn't quite sure what to do with himself.

"Oh wow Mr. Bass, this is amazing, I don't know how to thank you. It's just too much, are you sure you want to give me this?"

She's incredible. Just watching her was making him hard all over again.  He wasn't going to be able to leave his chair anytime soon.

"Julie you earned it. I'm very pleased with you. Please accept it. You can buy something pretty to wear at the Christmas party."

She smiled again and turned on her heel, leaving him to watch her ass move out of his view.

Jordan couldn't think straight the whole day. If Julie had the hots for  him he was going be in trouble. Megan was sure to have a complete fit if  she so much as sniffed a crush going on in the girls head. He couldn't  deny it though, the thought of Julie having a crush on him made him  horny. Maybe he should enforce a stricter dress code for the office to  prevent her from dressing so sexy around him. He couldn't continue to  get excited around her every time she walked in the room. He wasn't  quite sure what was wrong with him anyways, it's not like he wasn't  around pretty girls all the time. Half of his office was filled with  beautiful women and they did not affect him the way Julie did. There was  just something about her that made him want to take care of her. She  was so mysterious and innocent.

Her body made him want to fuck her in various positions, and he  shouldn't be thinking about the fact that she just might let him. That  was the worst part. At least before, he could avoid his own temptations  if she was uninterested in him. But it intrigued him to think she might  let him do dirty things to her. He hadn't been able to fuck someone from  behind since he had been with Megan and the thought of bending Julie  over drove him nuts.         

     



 

Just then his cellphone rang and he plucked it up to see who was  calling. Megan. What was wrong with him? He had a beautiful wife at home  that was crazy about him. They had a passionate sex life so why was he  thinking about the secretary with the nice rack?

He slid on the icon to answer his wife's call. "Hey darling, how is your day going?"

He listened as she vented about the frustrations of a client who she  felt had ridiculous demands. He laughed along with her, remembering why  he fell in love with her. She really was brilliant and he missed having  her in the office. He vowed to control his thoughts and be the husband  that she trusted him to be.







Chapter 8



The night of the Christmas party the office was bustling and busy as  usual. He decided to get ready at the office because he was running  late. Megan was tending to Jordan's friend Mark. She was getting him  ready to speak in 15 minutes. He really needed to hurry and get down to  the banquet hall on the first floor of the building. He shouldn't be  late for his friend's speech.

He had sent Julie home a few hours ago to allow her to get ready for the  party but he was expecting her shortly to help him. He was just  finishing up with his tie when she walked in the room.

"Wow Julie. You look great."

She was dressed in a scarlet red mini dress with her blonde hair curled  and cascading around her shoulder. She was a complete knockout.

"Thank you Jordan. You look quite handsome yourself."

He had finally convinced her to start calling him Jordan instead of Mr.  Bass since they worked so closely together. They had grown extremely  close lately, as he had her working late to prepare for the Christmas  party. There were a few nights where they talked the whole night while  they worked, mostly about her childhood and her home life. He hadn't  realized how difficult and often depressing her life had been before she  began working there. It was no wonder she started crying during her job  interview. She had been living in close to poverty for years, a life  that he knew nothing about. He couldn't imagine her growing up the way  she had, and he yearned for a better life for her. Working for him was  certainly a great start.

"In all the times we've talked you never once mentioned a boyfriend. Is  there someone who gets to look at you like this all the time?"

She looked down at her shoes, sparkly silver heels adorned some pretty little feet.

"I've never mentioned anything like that because I thought it would be  unprofessional to discuss things like that at work. You never talk about  Megan."

He ignored the mention of Megan. He did not want to talk about Megan. "Does that mean you have a boyfriend?"

"Jordan … I don't know if we should be talking like this."

"It's ok, we are both officially off the clock and ready to celebrate  the season. We can talk about whatever we want, just like friends do."

She looked up into his eyes and he just lost himself in the big blue pools. My God she is beautiful.

"No Jordan I don't have a boyfriend."

He brushed the hair out of her face and stepped just an inch closer  officially invading her personal space. His heart was beating madly and  he couldn't believe how reckless he was being. But she was like a shot  of heroin he needed to have right then.

"Would it shock you if I told you that I have wanted you since the  moment I saw you wet in my office, water dripping from your hair. I  thought you were the prettiest thing that ever walked through my door."

"Yes it would. But I feel the same way."

Her words excited him and he knew right then he was going to kiss those  full lips, he was going to make them swollen from his mouth. He needed  to taste her.

She locked eyes with him, and he knew she felt the same burning desire  for him as he felt for her. Jordan kissed her slowly, and he felt an  urgency to be inside her. He wanted her so bad. His hands found her  breasts ad he squeezed them hard enough to let her know what was coming.  She moaned a guttural noise that told him she needed him to. His arms  encircled her and fumbled at the zipper on the back of her dress.

"Jordan stop. We can't. Mark is speaking in minutes, we have to go. Someone will come looking for us."

"Julie I don't care who is speaking where. I want you so badly and if I don't have you I might lose my mind."

She looked so nervous and he kissed her mouth gently coaxing her back to  him. She moaned again as he started drawing the zipper down on her  dress.

"Jordan stop, I can't. It's just, well I want to but I'm a virgin. I've  never done this before." He stopped and looked her in the eyes, those  innocent eyes and he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Would it be  wrong to continue on? He cared for her, there was no doubt. He kissed  her mouth again, his erection growing.         

     



 

"It's ok beautiful I will be gentle. You are going to feel so good in a  minute I promise you. I'm going to fuck you really good baby."

He forgot about the zipper as he wanted to feel her pussy more than ever  now. The fact that she wanted to give herself to him for the first time  made his cock throb. He picked her up in his arms and carried her over  to his desk. He swiped everything on to the floor not caring how cliché  it seemed. He was going to fuck his secretary right on his desk. He  pushed up the skirt of her dress and slipped his hand between her legs.  No panties. Julie, you naughty little girl. He rubbed her clit gently  moving his thumb in a circular pattern, gently at first and then harder.  She moaned softly.

"Oh Jordan!"

"I'm going to make you feel really good Julie."

All she could do was moan when he slid a finger into her already wet  pussy. She's ready for me. He finger fucked her, and felt her pussy get  wetter around his finger. He couldn't take it anymore and when he heard  her whisper, "More." he planned on giving her much more.

He slid his finger out and started undoing his pants. He dropped them to  his ankles but didn't bother to get out of them. She lay back on the  desk and spread herself before him.

When he slid inside her he made sure to be gentle. She was wet and warm  around him and it drove him wild. He gently rocked into her until he  filled her pussy completely. She moaned in delight and he rode her  gently at first kissing her face and talking to her softly. When he knew  she was alright, he pumped her a little faster until she was crying out  his name. It sounded just the way he imagined it. She was so incredibly  hot that just the act of fucking her made him horny to fuck her again.  He fucked her a little harder mostly because he was losing all sense of  reason being inside her warm pussy while she screamed his name. She  exploded around his cock as he rode her hard and he spilled into her  soon after.