Find Meghan

As you walk out the door, you brush past Amanda without paying a lot of attention to her. You are out the door before you can notice a reaction.

Meghan walking over towards the bus stop. You knew that was how she normally got to work. “Meghan! Wait!”

With an expression of surprise and gratitude, Meghan turns towards the voice and sees you. “John! What are you doing?.”

With a smile you catch up to Meghan and gently weave her fingers into your hand.

“Why did you assume that I was going to fire you?” You ask sincerely.

Stunned for a moment Meghan’s mind catches up a moment later, “Because my mother ruins everything. I adore, admire, and am in love with you. The idea of working there knowing that my mother has already gotten what I desperately want is too much.” Despite her words she squeezes back and lets her hand remain in yours.

Weaving your other hand around her waist and pressing her body flush against you she sighs involuntarily. Then her breath hitches as she stares into your eyes.

“Then we should fix that travesty, yes?” Meghan is prevented from actually responding as you kiss her deeply while grinding her abdomen against your hardening substantial cock. She is stunned again with your actions but quickly recovers and weaves her arms and hands around your neck while abundantly reciprocating the passionate soulful kiss.

When you break for a breath Meghan is panting trying to refill the oxygen supply in her blood. “You were loyal and honest back in the office against your mother’s wishes. I would be a fool to let you get away. You fail to see me as a fool, true?”

After a moment hesitation of remembering the kiss, Meghan’s eyes enlarge and responds sincerely, “Oh no Sir. You are incredibly smart and wise. I was… I guess I still am fortunate to work for you still.”

“Actually I am thinking of an additional position a little more permanent if you are willing?” As if to hint as to the heading of your thoughts, you lock Meghan's lips with yours again. She immediately responds, yielding her mouth to your conquering tongue. Her lips tasted like strawberry and lime, and you loved it.

With lips again separated, Meghan responds “So you don’t want me as your secretary?” with a forlorn expression she asked.

“Oh you can remain my secretary so long as you continue to improve. However, I am offering you to come home with me. Laurel should be home and I believe she will agree with me in welcoming you into our bed.”

It takes a minute for Meghan to process the ramifications of what you are suggesting. “You… your wife wouldn’t mind us having sex? As a couple?” The idea seemed outrageous to her.

“Absolutely. Of course to sleep in our bed you will want to explore being intimate with Laurel too.”

“But sir! I am saving money for college. You want to start a family with me?” You can tell by her hardening nipples how much she likes the idea. You kiss her again to show her what you want.

“Well if it works out, you won’t need to work as my secretary to attend college. You can live with us and we will help you through school.”

For the first time Meghan initiates a kiss and squeals as if this is the most exciting thing that has ever happened to her. She bites her bottom lip and giggles afterwards, “Then yes please Sir. Take me home!”