The ceo’s secretary

I was about to go for my lunch break when the adjoining door opened and Jason came out, looking hot as always. My hot boyfriend

“We’re leaving,” he said.

I got confused and squeezed my face to make it known, “Leaving? To where”

“I’m taking my girlfriend out.”

His girlfriend! OMG!

“Oh! Okay. Should I leave my bag behind or take it along with me?”

“Take it along with you. We’re closing for the day.”

“But…”

“There is no but in this Lexi; pick up your bag and let’s go.”

“Okay”

“Oh! Wait a minute, where is my pants?” Jason asked

“It’s mine, not yours, and I’ve put it back on.”

“Pull it off right now and hand it over to me. It’s mine now, and from this day forward, you should always be pantless.

“Are you serious right now?”

“Very serious”

I drew up my skirt in order to pull off my pants, which I handed to him.

He placed it on his nose, inhaled it heavily with his eyes closed, and later put it inside his breast pocket before walking out of my office.

I picked up my bag, followed him, took the lift, and met Stephanie, who was on her way to our usual restaurant.

“What’s going on?” She whispered to me.

“I don’t know, but it seems like a business trip,” I whispered back to her. Even though I wanted to tell her the real truth, I couldn’t because I wasn’t sure if Jason was going to appreciate that.

“When will you be back?”

“I don’t know, but it should be in a few hours.”

We said our byes, and I followed Jason to his car.

“Wow! This is cute,” I said as I moved my hand on it to feel how smooth it was.

“All my cars are,” he smirked.

“Jerk.”

“But you still like me enough to be my girlfriend.”

“You shouldn’t be too sure. I might change my mind.”

“I’m sure you wouldn’t, because you can’t resist me,” he said as he was about to open the car door. “Hop in my Maserati,” he added.

“You don’t need to say it twice. With maximum pleasure, boyfriend.”

I put on the seat belt and watched him as he walked majestically to the driver’s side.

He entered the car, put on the seat belt, started the car, and turned on the music before accelerating out of the parking lot.

“Was that sentence planned?” I asked him due to the chorus of the music that was blasting out of the speaker.

“Maybe”

The chorus of the music we were listening to was

‘Let’s hop in my Maserati

Baby hop in my Maserati

I say hop in my Maserati

Hop in my Maserati’

“Nice music”

“I know”

“Why don’t you like being complimented?”

He smirked. “I love it, especially when it comes from you, but I also like seeing you mad; it’s cute.”

“Asshole”

“You’ve always wanted me in there.”

I gave him the bad eyes and looked out of the car.

“We’re almost there,” he said at one time.

“I don’t even know where we’re going.”

“I’m taking you to my favorite restaurant. You are the first girl I will be taking to my secret restaurant,” he said, smirking. “In my Maserati,” he added, and he guffawed when I gave him the eyes.

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I later decided to follow him back to his house and continue my Adam Lee movie on Netflix while he made some business calls in his home office.

My phone vibrated, and I checked the caller. It was Cynthia, and I paused the movie.

“Hi, babe,” I said into the phone.

“Sweetheart, what’s up?’

“Feeling great, you?”

“Feeling great for you. Are you home right now?”

“No, I’m with him.”

“OMG! This is too cute, and I’m jealous of you right now.”

“You shouldn’t be; yours is on the way.”

“That is, if you hook me up with one of his friends.”

“I’ve met none.”

“Try to meet them as soon as possible and hook me up with the hottest.”

“And what about your boyfriend, the guy you claimed to be the love of your life?”

“Money is everything, Lexi; when there is money, there’s love.”

“I don’t think so, Cynthia, because I’m not dating Jason for his money. I’ve actually felt something for him during our first night together.

“Counselor Lexi”

“Joke apart, Cynthia.”

“I was just kidding. When will you be back?”

“I don’t know yet.”

“When should our girls night be then? Because we have to celebrate this.”

“Maybe on Friday night.”

“Ok, Friday night. See you on Friday night.”

“See you too; bye; love you.”

“I love you too, the girlfriend.”

Someone cleared their throat behind me, and I almost dropped my phone.

“Stop it. I thought you were still in your office,” I said to Jason.

“I didn’t plan to scare you; it was that last statement that got to me.”

“I love her. She is my best friend.”

“Best friend or girlfriend?”

“Best friend. Stop giving me that look. I was just joking; I’m not into girls.”

“But you told me you are.”

“I was just joking; I wanted to see your reaction.”

“Did you get any?”

“Maybe”

“I think you deserved to be punished for what you did; lying to your boss is a great sin.”

“My boss or my boyfriend?”

“Your boss at the time”

“I lied to my boss, but my boyfriend found out. Why will my boss punish me for something my boyfriend found out? My boss and my boyfriend are two different people, and they don’t know each other.”

“Maybe they do.”

“I don’t think they do because my boss is an asshole and my boyfriend is cute.”

“Do you really think that I’m cute?” He asked babyishly.

“Sometimes you are not like that time when you punished me for losing the file.”

“But that is your boss. You already said he was an asshole.”

“Stop finding excuses.”NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

“I’m just being serious right now; your boss and your boyfriend are two different people, as you’ve said earlier. Your boss needs to be strict so that you will get the work done, and your boyfriend needs to be cute to you because you mean so much to him.

He came to sit next to me and used his hand to direct my head to his side.

“I’m sorry if I hurt you that day; I was just angry at you because I saw you kissing that boy. You told me you were going to the grocery store. It was as if you lied to me. I’m sorry”

“That is too cute. Apology accepted. Come, give me a kiss.”

He shifted more to my side and moved his mouth until it collided with mine. I pulled closer to him as if I couldn’t get enough of his tongue that was going down my throat and bit his upper lip slightly.

“Oh my God! Do that again,” he said into my mouth as he pulled me down on the couch.

“Do what again?” I asked

“Bite my lip again.”

I did it again, and he growled savagely back while his hand kept moving up and down my body.

“Bite it again,” he commanded.

I bit it again, was rewarded with his growl, and did it again and again and again until he couldn’t take it anymore. He got up and pulled off his boxer since that was the only thing he was putting on, and later I took off my own skirt too.

“I’m still trying to get used to the idea of you being pantless.”

“I’m trying to get used to it too.”