Two books, one smoking hot story
December 5, 2017
mfm, mm, erotic office romance
Do you get up every morning, spend close to an hour or more getting ready, pick out the perfect outfit, make sure your makeup is suitable, then style your hair just so? Do you slip your feet into your favorite heels, lock your modest one-bedroom apartment, climb into your practical car? Do you drive twenty minutes to downtown, find a spot in the company parking garage?
If you do, then you’re very much like me.
However, I think our stories will differ significantly once you get to your office and I get to mine.
Sure, it’s possible you work in a high-rise office building in the heart of downtown. It could be any downtown office in any big city, in fact. New York, Chicago, Dallas. The location doesn’t matter. It’s even feasible to think that you’re a secretary for a multi-billion-dollar PR firm. You could even have four bosses like I do. Four mouth-watering, male bosses, even.
But, like I said, at that point, our stories will likely be drastically different.
In order for you to understand why, I’ll have to start at the beginning…
INTRIGUED OUT OF THE OFFICE
Having spent the last two and a half months with my bosses, the thought of spending the holidays alone isn’t ideal. Unfortunately, that’s exactly what I feared I would be doing.
Or so I thought.
I probably should’ve learned long ago not to underestimate the men I work for.
They do have a way of surprising me when I least expect it.
While I find myself immersed in a lifestyle I am still getting familiar with, spending time with my bosses is proving to be more than I’d originally anticipated. Not only am I experiencing what it means to offer my submission freely, I’m also experiencing something else.
Something that feels a lot like love.
Until they switch things up and make me choose between them. That’s not something I’m capable of doing. After all, not only am I falling in love with one of my bosses, it appears my heart already belongs to two. Except one of those two seems to be rejecting me and I’m at a loss. If only I could let things go back to the way they were in the beginning, return to our original arrangement. If I could do that, it might work out.
Too bad my heart doesn’t seem to be listening to reason.
Publisher: Nicole Edwards Limited