My Boss, Mr. Cooper
My name is Ashley. I was the youngest and newest secretary in my firm with no experience whatsoever. I could see cutbacks happening all around me; people hired around the same time as me were being let go, and I knew who was next, which scared me.
Saturday morning, my boss, Mr. Paul Cooper, called me into his office and asked me to take a seat.
Paul Cooper was HOT. He was around 31, had green eyes, light brown hair, was 6’2, and his body spoke for itself; he looked like someone who worked out a lot in the gym, and maybe between the sheets too. But call it my bad luck, he was engaged. He oozed charm and charisma, always dressed to the T. It’s a wonder I could work around him instead of just drooling all the time.
I’m 5’9, Long wavy hair, toned mile-long legs, a bald cunt, a round ass... [thank the squat gods] and chocolate brown eyes.
Today, he was dressed in a white shirt and cream blazer; the top button of his shirt was left open, making me want to nibble at his throat. I was dressed in my signature extra-tight black high-waist skirt, fishnet stockings, red heels, and a white shirt. Underneath, I was wearing a pair of silk thongs and a pair of black half-cupped push-up bras, and I had my hair tied up in a messy bun. I always got compliments on how hot I was and how amazing my body always looked. Well, duh.. I worked out to fit that ass in that skirt.
I walked into his office with a nervous look on my face, freaked out that it was me next.
“Have a seat, Ashley.” Mr. Cooper’s husky voice was like a shot of bourbon. “Why do you look so nervous?” he asked.
“Well… It's nothing. Just thinking about the cuts, and I know I am the one who is going to be let go next!” I exclaimed.
“Ashley…” He tsked, “Where did you get the idea that you were going to be let go? I’ve heard so much about you from the staff. That you were such a motivated HARD worker. I called you in here today for a promotion, to be my personal secretary."
I was shocked and so relieved that I jumped up and hugged Paul tight. He held onto me and hugged me back tight.
“You know that once you become my personal secretary, you will have to spend more hours in the office with me? Like after hours and stuff? But don’t you worry, there is always overtime pay, right?” He smirked. “You do know what personal secretaries do, right, Ashley?"
Paul winked at me.
“Yeah, of course I do, Mr. Cooper. I don’t mind working late. And I do know what they do. All your personal management at work and for your personal life, seeing your laundry is done, your schedule at work, and your private life is balanced. etc..” I smiled.
“Haha, Ashley.. Are you actually as innocent as you look? I've heard otherwise from the staff, hence the promotion."
What was he talking about? Heard what and from whom? I myself was told never to speak about the office escapades. I loved sex, needed it a lot; I have practically banged everyone on this floor, including a few vaginas... I was hot and young, and everyone wanted a piece of me, and I enjoyed it, so no harm done, and it was not like I was dating anyone...
“I’m sorry, Mr. Cooper, I’m lost.” I feigned innocence.
He sat beside me, and his hand slid to my upper thigh, stroking it gently,
“I want you as my PERSONAL secretary, Ashley, the one who works on days off and after hours whenever I ask. You understand what I mean now, don't you? I am a man with a lot of tension to release during the day, and I need someone to help me out, always.”
WOW, He wanted me?
As his someone to help him ‘release’ his tension?
My cunt was doing a little happy dance! And to top it off, I'd be paid for it. I had been promoted firstly, and secondly I’d get to fuck him and work for him... Sweet.. I liked this offer a lot.
“Yes, I totally understand, Mr. Cooper,” I said in my sexy come-hither voice and spread my legs open, making the skirt ride up a little and giving him a peek of what he will be soon having for himself.
Walking behind me, he cupped my large melons and whispered in my ear.
“I love your wardrobe collection, Ashley; the clothes are tight enough to show me what I like. But I guess seeing that you are only going to be in my office from now on, I need to see you in less,” he said as he pinched my hard nipples through my shirt. “I need less and slutty on you.”
Saying that, he slid a credit card into my hand. Then pointed to a room inside his office, which had a desk, an iMac, a closet for files, and a couch.
“That is your new cabin. Inside my office, your desk faces mine. So I can always have an eye on you and my goods.” He squashed my boobs together and groaned. “Imagine me fucking these 34DDs when I am on a conference call. No one would be the wiser!”
I could hear the arousal in his voice; it was turning me on.
“Now off you go, Ashley. Go shopping, get something scandalous.”
I had been given the day off to get into my new cabinet and buy some new clothes; I was then supposed to report tomorrow at noon to Mr. Cooper for inspection of what the office closet would be filled with.
I bought some cup-less bras, crouch-less panties, sheer tops, mini skirts, lace dresses, lace lingerie, a trench coat, a few teddies, and whatever else got me hot and bothered just trying it on.
The next morning, I wore my black cupless bra, there only aim was to support my DDs into a full, perky mode, making my nipples stand out hard through my sheer shirt. I wore a pencil skirt and thought about forgoing the panties.
On my way in the next morning, Mr. Cooper messaged me asking me to stop by the adult store and buy one vibrator, two plugs, and one anal bead string. I did just as he told me and was super hot now; my juices were flowing thinking about my day ahead.
It was my first day after promotion, and I had to get my boss happy with the decision he had made. Carrying all my new outfits and the toys, I reached the office in time, where I saw Mr. Cooper waiting for me.
As I walked into his office, He pulled me close to him and pecked my lips.
“It's going to be a great noon, Ashley. Let's get your cabinet set up now, shall we?” He tapped my ass and led me into my new office.
I handed him the bag filled with toys, displayed the new clothes and lingerie I bought on my desk, and returned his credit card.
“That's what I shopped for you.” Seeing the toys and the naughty outfits, he had a fire starting in his eyes.
“Sexy Ashley, I love them all… I’m going to be looking forward to using them on you soon,” he smirked.
He pulled me close to him once I had everything kept away, untying my trench coat. He whistled, “M, myy! That is some sight,” he beamed, bending down to put a nipple of mine in his mouth through my blouse and biting it hard.
“OH MY!”I moaned out loud. “Like what you see, Mr. Cooper?” I questioned.
“Love it, Ashley.” He grabbed me by my hips and pulled me towards him so that my boobs could touch his muscular chest and my pussy could feel the bulge in his pants.
