Bride Submission: Boss's Bitch - Sex Stories

Bride Submission: Boss's Bitch

... smiled, looking directly down at my ample cleavage I had created just for him, before adding, “It won’t be Ms. Peck for much longer, though.” “Oh, I plan on keeping my maiden name,” I pointed out, although I wasn’t sure that was true after all that had transpired…did I even have a say in such matters anymore? “Good for you,” he nodded. “What can I do for you?” I asked, walking towards my desk, stopping at the corner of my desk to bend down and pick up the piece of paper I had dropped earlier, allowing him to get a good long look at my firm ass. “Um, well, I,” he struggled, obviously distracted by my curves. Standing back up, I asked, smiling, “You okay?” “Y-y-yes,” he stammered, trying to regain his composure. “Just need to talk to you quickly about something.” “Sure, what about?” I asked, turning around and leaning on my desk, allowing him a great view of my nylon-clad legs. He sat down and slyly adjusted himself before he continued, “Can you keep a secret?” “Of course.” “I am running for governor.” “That is great,” I smiled warmly, bending down to give him a congratulatory hug and a lengthy view of my breasts. Standing back up, I added, “You are the perfect candidate.” “Thank you,” he nodded, his face clearly showing surprise at my rather uncharacteristic warmth. “The reason I am here is, if I win, there would obviously be an opening for a district attorney and Mr. Pickerton recommended you.” “He did,” I replied, moving back to my desk and sitting down. “That was awful big ...

... of him.” “And I agree, you would be a great possible candidate,” he continued, continuing to look at my breasts more than my eyes. “Thank you, sir,” I said, noticing he used the word ‘possible’. “Oh please, call me Bill.” “Only if you call me Brittany,” I smiled back. “So, are you interested?” he asked. “Of course,” I nodded, before adding, my tone not dripping with flirtation but enough, I hoped, to make my point, “I would do anything to get that job.” “Well, I don’t think there is anyone more qualified than you,” he complimented. “Thank you,” I smiled, before adding, “but I have seen many men less qualified than me get positions I should have gotten.” Bill shook his head. “At the District Attorney’s office you are judged on your ability and not your sex.” I smiled and leaned forward, allowing my breasts to practically fall out of my blouse, “Can’t it be both?” Bill’s eyes went wide as he stared at my cleavage utterly speechless. I stood up and moved back around my desk as I explained, “I know how the game works Bill. The system is one massive boy’s club. That said, I have something to offer that none of the boys in the club can offer.” With that, I dropped to my knees and put my hand on his very hard cock. After a moment of shock at my aggressive approach, he quickly took control, smiling confidently. “So, you are willing to do whatever it takes?” I squeezed his cock firmly, “I am a hundred percent team player.” “Is that so?” he asked. “Although for a full hundred percent ...