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JJ Simone
Careful What You Wish For: The Boss's Daughter
Careful What You Wish For: The Boss's Daughter
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Peter Harding is a young professional with one simple wish -- that real life were more like porn, where everyone is beautiful and just aching to get down to business.
After a bizarre series of events, Peter arrives late to work and infuriates his boss. He's given one last chance to redeem himself -- all he has to do is manage the office while everyone else attends an important meeting. Oh, and to keep an eye on the boss's daughter who just happens to be visiting the office.
But who would've guessed the boss would have a daughter so sexy, so flirtatious? Peter just might get his wish after all ... and then some!
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The Boss's Daughter is the first entry to JJ Simone's Careful What You Wish For series. Keep your eye out for more stories guaranteed to make you laugh and turn you on!
This 8,200 word story contains steamy, suggestive descriptions of some seriously risky sex! Intended for adults only.
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“Hey,” she said, suddenly sitting up straight. “I know it's every employee's fantasy to sit at his boss's desk, right?”
“Oh no, no –” I resisted. But she popped out of her dad's chair and onto his desk, crossing her legs.
“Go ahead, sit! See what the world looks like from there.”
I eyed her cautiously to make sure she wasn't joking. She smiled and turned her palm towards the chair and coaxed me on.
I slowly lowered myself into the luxurious leather executive chair. I grabbed hold of the arm rests and braced myself, somewhat uncomfortable. Sloane sat just inches from me, enjoying this moment with what looked like a touch of delirium.
“So? How does it feel?” She asked, bouncing as she spoke.
“Not bad,” I muttered.
“That's all? Isn't that every man's fantasy? To sit at his boss' seat?” she asked.
She touched her foot against my calf and rubbed the length of it, slowly and deliberately. My attraction wasn't just a vague magnetic feeling anymore. It was a real, tangible force, drawing us both closer. I could see the storm coming now; I was helpless to resist it.
“No.”
“No?” she asked, playing along. “Then what's your fantasy?”
“Well, it's kinda crazy,” I leaned forward, mere inches separating our lips now. With every breath I took in her scent, drinking her very essence from the air around us. Sloane had a wild, knowing look in her eyes.
“Go on.”
After a bizarre series of events, Peter arrives late to work and infuriates his boss. He's given one last chance to redeem himself -- all he has to do is manage the office while everyone else attends an important meeting. Oh, and to keep an eye on the boss's daughter who just happens to be visiting the office.
But who would've guessed the boss would have a daughter so sexy, so flirtatious? Peter just might get his wish after all ... and then some!
***
The Boss's Daughter is the first entry to JJ Simone's Careful What You Wish For series. Keep your eye out for more stories guaranteed to make you laugh and turn you on!
This 8,200 word story contains steamy, suggestive descriptions of some seriously risky sex! Intended for adults only.
***
“Hey,” she said, suddenly sitting up straight. “I know it's every employee's fantasy to sit at his boss's desk, right?”
“Oh no, no –” I resisted. But she popped out of her dad's chair and onto his desk, crossing her legs.
“Go ahead, sit! See what the world looks like from there.”
I eyed her cautiously to make sure she wasn't joking. She smiled and turned her palm towards the chair and coaxed me on.
I slowly lowered myself into the luxurious leather executive chair. I grabbed hold of the arm rests and braced myself, somewhat uncomfortable. Sloane sat just inches from me, enjoying this moment with what looked like a touch of delirium.
“So? How does it feel?” She asked, bouncing as she spoke.
“Not bad,” I muttered.
“That's all? Isn't that every man's fantasy? To sit at his boss' seat?” she asked.
She touched her foot against my calf and rubbed the length of it, slowly and deliberately. My attraction wasn't just a vague magnetic feeling anymore. It was a real, tangible force, drawing us both closer. I could see the storm coming now; I was helpless to resist it.
“No.”
“No?” she asked, playing along. “Then what's your fantasy?”
“Well, it's kinda crazy,” I leaned forward, mere inches separating our lips now. With every breath I took in her scent, drinking her very essence from the air around us. Sloane had a wild, knowing look in her eyes.
“Go on.”
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