Her C.E.O

Chapter 1

 Soft hands gripped her thick thighs, forcing her down against a dark cherry oak desk. Creamy brown lips trailed over neck, sucking in the soft skin. She could feel those hands urgently pushing up her pencil skirt, reaching under to touch drenched lace panties. She would reach up to tear apart that black button up revealing smooth brown luscious breasts encased in purple lace. She palmed those big...

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*Come on Jazz, get up! You will be late!* Jazmyn Harris thought as she snuggled deep in her covers after hitting the snooze button.

Dark chocolate eyes snapped open. 

She hurriedly tapped on her phone. 06:32 AM glared at her from the screen.

"Shit! I'm going to be late!" She scrambled out of her bed with frizzy black curls sticking up at all angles. She ran to the bathroom and stripped out of her pink silky nightie, throwing it behind her. Turning on the shower, she furiously cleaned her body and wet her hair. Her curls dropping in wet waves.

Two minutes later, She hopped out the shower and ran to her bedroom. She wrapped her towel around her creamy brown body as she went for her conditioner, squeezing out a huge dollop in her hand and ran it through her curls. Pushing the thick wet curls in a high messy bun. Jazz glanced at her phone while rubbing lotion on her legs, finishing up her routine. 

06:50 AM.

"Damn it!" she exclaimed while putting on a black knee-length pin skirt with a pink blouse. Throwing on her black blazer, she grabbed her black and gold Chanel purse and ran to the front door of her one-bedroom apartment. Hopping on one foot, Jazz tried to shove her other foot in her black stilettos and clip the delicate gold chain around her ankle.

Locking the door and scurried to the elevator to get to the parking garage.

Since she lived close to the office, she would normally walk the 15 minutes and stop to get her boss her favorite type of coffee. Seeing that she had 30 minutes to get to the office, Jazz wondered if she should stop to get it. The line at the Cookies and Coffee Cafe took about 15 minutes to get through and place her order and to wait for her number to be called.

It was Wednesday too, the busiest day for the cafe. Looking down at her phone, it was 07:02, and she had to be at the office at 07:30. Normally, Jazz was there before her boss with her favorite coffee and her schedule for the day placed neatly on her desk.

The coffee might have to wait. Her boss absolutely hated tardiness. She even fired the last secretary for being a minute later.

Cleopatra WuHong was a CEO of a multi-billion dollar industry, WuHong Enterprises. She had her hands in multiple industries. Marketing for high profiled clients around the world to online security for different social media websites.

It was amazing really how her boss had different sectors in her company. She even has the power to convince the media to show her clients in a unique light, if there was a scandal. WuHong Enterprises had a top percentage rate for the satisfaction of their clients. Ms. WuHong was a classified genius in marketing and security. She was also a complete savage in the board room dealing with her board members or lawyers of clients.

*I wonder if she's just as savage in the bedroom*, thought Jazz as she got in the drivers' seat of her silver 2010 Honda Civic. Cleo WuHong was the star playing role in her nightly fantasies. She felt her pussy tingling and pulse at the thought of her boss. 

She knew it was wrong and unprofessional but working with her for the past 6 months, Jazz couldn't get her out of her head. She thought back when she first met her boss as she pulled out from her parking spot and sped towards her job.

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She needed this job; it came with amazing pay and full benefits, as she stared down at her screen at the application on Indeed.com. She was working as a certified nursing assistant at the time then her mother had gotten ill.

With the medical bills piling up and a full-time nurse taking care of her mom, her job as a CNA wasn't paying enough. Cancer is a son of a bitch and it almost overwhelmed her mother. Being African-American and a pack-a-day smoker, the statistics didn't look so good for her mom. She was fighting this aggressive form of breast cancer and Jazz didn't give up hope.

She worked 5 days a week, 12-hour shifts and even staying another 12 hours overnight on the weekend with one day off to pay for her mothers treatments. Jazz continued this crazy schedule for 4 months before she fell asleep at the wheel. She almost got into an accident if it wasn't for the car behind her blaring their horn.

It still wasn't enough, as she eyed another medical bill that unsurprisingly popped up in the mail.

While she was strolling through social media, an ad showed up on Facebook. It was an opportunity to work for WuHong Enterprises with pay that nearly tripled her current pay including the overtime she acquired, Jazz couldn't miss this. It was a secretary position, a 07:30am to 05:30pm with weekends off, paid Holidays and the opportunity to travel the world. It was too good to be true, and she had no experience in secretary work but she had drive. Jazz prayed to her Goddess that she would get an interview, hitting send. Her resume hopefully getting noticed.

On a bright Sunday morning, she tiredly opened the door to her mom's house. The nurse, Samantha, rushed to meet her at the door.

Smiling widely with her pearly whites and sparkling blue eyes, Samantha told her that her mother was in full remission for her cancer.

Jazz sagged against the kitchen counter with relief. With tears in her eyes, she pulled Samantha into a tight hug. She couldn't believe it, her prayers were being answered. She was so damn tired of working so much. Even her shoes were showing it, with her black Nike's turning a muddled grey from how much she bleached them.

She ended the embrace with Samantha.

She left with a tearful goodbye, stating she will check up on her mom within the week. She turned and went upstairs to her mother's room.

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