Rich Billionaire's Virgin Secretary #1: Secrets(5)

By: J. S. Starr

Jordan was sitting at his desk, and looking at his computer screen when Julie walked into the room. She was wearing a fitted skirt to her knees with a blouse that showed enough of her cleavage to make him do a double take. She carried in coffee and set it down on his desk. He caught a glimpse of her full breasts and he had a hard time looking away. He willed himself to break contact and pick up his coffee cup.

“Thank you Julie, how are things going for you today.”

“Umm…I love my job.” She giggled.

“Really? You’re not stressed out at all?”

“No, of course not. I used to be a waitress Mr. Bass, working for you is like a dream come true.”

She blinked adoringly at him and it made him slightly uncomfortable.

“Oh, well, I’m glad to hear that.”

“You don’t need to worry about me becoming stressed. Nothing is more stressful than the life of a waitress. I was on cloud 9 when I told my boss I wasn’t returning to work, not to mention my mom thinks of you as my savior.” She giggled again looking at her feet.

“You look quite nice today Julie, I do like that…skirt you are wearing.” He couldn’t help but give her another look. He heard a rustling behind him and turned to find his wife standing in the doorway.

Megan walked into his office and stopped rather abruptly when she saw Julie. Jordan was surprised, as he had never seen her respond to another woman in that way. She was the ultra-confident female and she rarely took notice of other women around her. She took one look at Julie who couldn’t even meet her in the eyes. She then gave Jordan a look. He knew exactly what the look was for.

He was hoping however to appeal to Megan’s compassionate side, and maybe she would forgive him for hiring someone that looked like Julie. In the meantime he was going to distract her from the obvious.

“Hello darling, you are looking lovely. How has your travels been?”

“Marvelous Jordan I couldn’t be happier. Why don’t you introduce me to your friend?”

Well that clearly hadn’t worked. What did that distraction last about five seconds?

“Friend? No, darling, this is Julie she is the gal who has filled your old position. She is the new secretary and you will be happy to hear that she is doing quite a good job in your absence.”

“This is my replacement? Really?” Genuinely surprised, Megan approached Julie and held out her hand to have Julie shake it. She stared Julie directly in the eyes while Julie looked everywhere but at his wife.

“Hello Mrs. Bass, your husband is wonderful. I mean…Mr.Bass has been a very kind boss.”

“I’m sure he has.” She dismissed Julie just like that and turned her attention back at her husband. She went around his desk to meet him as he stood. He kissed her on the mouth deeply having missed his wife. He had every intention of showing her how much he missed her when he got home tonight. He tapped her bottom playfully and gave her a kiss. She smiled.

“I have to go Jordan. I will see you tonight.” She walked towards the door, not bothering to say goodbye to Julie.

“I’m looking forward to it. I will see you for dinner honey.”


Chapter 6

Jordan sat at the dinner table with his wife, and knew it was coming.

“I just don’t understand why you hired her that’s all.”

“Meg please, we have been over this a million times. I did not hire the girl because of her looks. You have nothing to worry about.”

“Oh of course not Jordan, that’s why you hired a waitress to help run the company.”

“Megan, she isn’t helping to run the company. That is your job. Julie’s job is to get me coffee and answer the phone. And correct me if I’m wrong but I don’t think she needs a PHD to do that.”

Megan was silent for longer than he would have preferred. He knew she wasn’t going to like what he did.

He reached across the dinner table and grabbed his wife’s hand. “Honey, she gave me a sob story and started crying in my office. I felt like giving her a chance, she seemed to really need it. To be honest I was afraid she was going to go home and commit suicide if I didn’t.”

“I find it hard to believe if a man came in for an interview and then proceeded to cry, that you would have given him a job. My bet is you would have sent him packing with some advice on where to buy a set of balls.”