Millionaire's Harem Ch. 01-03 - Sex Stories

Millionaire's Harem Ch. 01-03

This is my first story on here, no names or events are based on real life. Please let me know if you have any corrections or suggestions, I hope to write more and so feedback would be appreciated. Enjoy...

01 - Career Change

After working designing superyachts for over two years, this was the first time that I actually got to meet a client. As part of the development process, this client wanted us to meet his staff to help ensure that what we were designing included all the things his personal staff needed in order to carry out their jobs whilst onboard the boat. Unlike previous projects where we simply got given details from the relevant staff, I was sent out to talk to them and now at the end of the week, I had been alerted by his personal assistant that he wished to go through some things with me.

Now here I was, waiting nervously outside the office of a multibillionaire with no clue why he would want to meet me. He had my boss's details so could easily arrange a meeting with him should he so desire. Whilst I waited outside, all I could do was rock from one foot to the other as my mind tried to come up with reasons that I was meeting this man. All whilst the PA, who looked like they could be a model, watched me and did a poor job at suppressing an amused smile.

"He says go in." His PA tells me from her desk. I stop my rocking and nervously open the door.

"Good afternoon, Joey. It is nice to meet you at last." He says as I walk in. Although he speaks slow ...

... and meaningfully, his voice has a certain welcoming tone to it. He stands up and walks around the desk to shake my hand.

"It is nice to meet you too, Sir." I reply, not quite knowing how I should refer to him, more preoccupied focusing on keeping eye contact rather than staring at my feet. As I shake his hand, I can't help but feel like an ant. Not only was this guy incredibly rich and powerful, he was also about 6'3, broad shouldered and looked muscly enough that he could probably pick me up and throw me across the room single-handedly.

"I was wondering if I could propose an idea to you, please take a seat." He said as he headed back around his desk to retake his seat. I couldn't help but smile to myself as I sat down, unsurprisingly, this man spoke as though his desires are simply what is going to happen. Despite the formidable impression he gave, his voice and eyes both seemed genuinely friendly.

"My daughter has difficulty finding staff that are both intelligent, hard working and willing to be house staff. Although when I say house staff, their duties range from being cleaners to helping her manage her investments." He continued. "From what my staff have been able to gather, you fit those boxes and they guess that you are likely highly underpaid in your current job role. What would you say if I wanted you to hand in your notice and work for my daughter immediately?"

I didn't know how to respond. Like most young people in this day in age, I could barely afford ...