Rich Billionaire's Virgin Secretary #1: Secrets(17)

By: J. S. Starr

“You were kissing her.”

He blanched. “Baby, she’s my wife, if I stopped kissing her she would know something was wrong.”

Julie glared at him.

“Don’t be mad baby. Megan is in a meeting let me show you how sorry I am.” Jordan began to kiss her neck while he squeezed her ass.

“You are just as sexy if not more in this outfit,” he whispered against her skin. Her body began to respond to his touch and she softened against him. She needed to feel him love her more than Megan, to show her he really needed her.

He rustled up her skirt and pulled down her panties. Yes she even came back with panties on. Her blood pressure started going up again. She was furious with Megan and she wanted her gone. Her thoughts started becoming cloudy as Jordan’s fingers rubbed her clit bringing on an ache she knew he would take away. He inserted a finger and pushed her to the limit as he fucked her fast and hard. She held her moans back as she knew things were riskier now. She came all over his fingers.

“Please Jordan, fuck me good. Pretend I am your wife.”

That was all it took for him to turn her over and bend her over his desk. Papers went flying everywhere as he pushed inside her. He seemed desperate to be inside her and he rocked into her over and over again. He fucked her harder this time and she wasn’t sure why. She loved it though, he could do anything to her and she would moan with pleasure. She never loved anyone more than she loved Jordan.

As they cleaned up, Jordan straightened up his desk and went over to her. He kissed her hard on the mouth.

“Look Julie, Megan is back now for a while. You can’t jump into my office like usual. She’s going to be in the same building. We need to be careful.”

She nodded but she didn’t like it. She wanted Jordan all to herself but she needed to be careful about finding the right time to bring it up.

She kissed him again and headed out to complete her tasks for the day.

Chapter 13

Jordan sat across from Megan drinking wine. Dinner had been fabulous and he forgot how much he enjoyed her company. It was kind of a weird feeling too however, he didn’t have that feeling of wanting to jump her bones when she entered the room. He loved her and had fun with her but it was almost like a friendship and that scared him. He found all he could think about during dinner was Julie and he often wondered what she was doing at that very moment and who she was with. Did she spend time with men when he wasn’t with her? What did she do for fun in the evenings? They never saw each other outside of the office or after hours, he was a well-known man in the area and it was too risky. The media would love to see him fondling his gorgeous secretary.

He snapped out of his bubble when he realized Megan was asking him a question.

“Where is your wedding band Jordan?”

He could tell she was trying to hold back her anger but she wasn’t doing a good job of it. He looked down at his finger dumbly trying to remember the last time he saw it on his finger. He was completely at a loss.

He looked back at Megan’s questioning look.

“I must have taken it off before my shower this morning and forgot to put it back on.”

“Since when has that ever happened?” she accused.

“Megan relax it’s just at home, it’s not the end of the world.” It was then that he suddenly remembered Julie tossing it across one of the guest rooms at Jeff’s place.

Well that should be an interesting thing to explain.How the hell am I going to get that back from Jeff’s now?

Megan looked disgusted for the rest of their dinner.

When they returned home later that night Megan disappeared into their bedroom while he made himself a drink. He had been mulling over how he was going to get his ring back when Megan walked into the kitchen. She was wearing a silk nightgown that draped her body perfectly. She walked up to Jordan and kissed him deeply. She put her hand against his cock and started to rub him. He couldn’t have been less interested in her at the moment and his cock wasn’t responding the way it usually did.

“Darling, I’m sorry I’m too tired. I have had a long night and I just want to hit the sack.”

She looked hurt and he couldn’t blame her. He couldn’t remember a time that he turned her down. He was never too tired to have sex, especially with someone that looked like Megan. He couldn’t remember the last time they had sex and that probably hurt Megan too.

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