Chapter 4 Electric Shock

By Alejandro

I couldn't stand my secretary anymore. I don't understand women; they think that just because they sleep with me a few times, I have to marry them.

I'm disgusted, they're all the same.

Not one is mature enough to understand that even though I sleep with them, they remain my employees and will never move past that.

There's also the fact that I get bored of women quickly.

Why would I settle for just one when there are millions?

They throw themselves at my feet, so it's ridiculous to choose just one.

I also have to endure my father saying I'm old enough to get married.

He says I need to settle down.

I'm the best in business.

Even better than him.

I know he built the empire and all that, but I improved it and make him millions, several tens, a year.

I'm 28 years old, attractive, and a multimillionaire, I have women lining up for me to choose from, and he expects me to get married, he's crazy.

With the fact that I'm an only child and he wants grandchildren, he's driving me nuts, and when he's in the country, all we do is argue about my personal life.

I think he's coming next month, and just thinking about it puts me in a bad mood.

To make matters worse, my secretary is an idiot; she made a scene because I arrived at the office with another woman.

I entertained myself with my secretary for two weeks, that's more than enough for her.

I don't even want to see her anymore.

I get off the elevator thinking I'll see her face, and that also puts me in a bad mood.

I see there's a girl next to her, good for Susana, she's already found a replacement. It's definitely the replacement because no one else is authorized to be on this floor.

This is where I work, no one has the right to bother me.

I approach, and they both stand up.

I look at the new girl, and she's gorgeous.

I scanned her body with my eyes.

I started with her legs; I lose myself over good legs on women. She's wearing a tight skirt above the knees, she's slim but with a great shape. Her legs are stunning, good hips, she seems to have a small waist, and breasts... average, I can't see much since she's wearing a jacket over her shirt, feminine but it covers too much for my taste.

I'm dying to see her ass, I'll check it out later.

When I see her face, she's truly beautiful.

Natural blonde, though I love platinum blondes, she has green eyes, like a wild cat, though her features are very delicate, and a mouth with perfect lips, the kind that invite a kiss, to be bitten.

I already want those lips on me.

She's definitely gorgeous, and it's not like my father says, thinking that just because I look at a woman and have sex with her, I have a problem. The truth is, I'm very sexually active and enjoy variety in women.

Although they definitely need to have good legs, a decent ass, and breasts.

This new one had it all, just needed to check the ass, but from what I'd seen so far, it was enough.

My former secretary looked pitiful next to her. Why did I sleep with her?

The new one blushed under my gaze.

I love the power I have over women.

I asked if she was my new secretary, and she said yes. I didn't even look at the previous secretary; I didn't want to see her.

I told the new one to come to my office. When she entered, I told her to close the door because I wanted her to turn around so I could see her ass.

It seemed perfect, but the jacket didn't let me appreciate it fully. Her legs, from behind, looked perfect.

I'm going to have her today, I thought.

I opened her file, which Susana had wisely sent me.

Damn, she was too young, and they tend to make the most fuss, though my current secretary is a crazy mess and almost my age.

I was speechless when I saw she was practically a business administration graduate and fluent in three languages.

I asked her a few questions, asked if she had a boyfriend, and when she said no, I was glad. I don't want a jealous guy bothering me because anyone would get jealous having this beauty around.

I liked that she lived with friends.

Those who live with friends are more independent than those who live with their parents.

I asked if she could travel, I'm going to take her somewhere.

Anyway, I travel frequently for business and need a competent secretary; I hope she is.

I told her I'd need her on Saturdays and Sundays.

I went back to the topic of languages and asked her in French if she wanted to sleep with me.

She wasn't expecting it and blushed.

However, she answered in French that no, she was only here to work.

I took her hand and caressed her palm with my fingers. I was the one who felt a jolt of electricity when I touched her skin.

I told her I would be her reward and winked at her. When I offered her a special bonus, she seemed offended. Okay, I think I went too far.

But I already feel a desire for her that I won't be able to contain for much longer.

She will fall into my arms at some point.

In the meantime, let's live the crazy life.

I told her she would have to entertain my father, and she looked at me almost horrified. I wanted to laugh.

I noticed that in almost every sentence, she includes the word "sir," and I don't know if she does it to create distance or if she's teasing me by saying it.

She will call me "sir" when I have her beneath me.

On the other hand, it helps to delay having her, because I really need to make some trips to close deals, and she seems prepared to be a good assistant, unlike the idiot I've had as a secretary these past few days, who said she knew English and had no clue about anything. I don't think she even knows how to greet in that language.

This new girl... I checked her name on my computer screen, Valeria. On the contrary, she said she could only get by with French, and she answered perfectly, although it took her a few seconds to respond. However, since she blushed immediately, I realized she understood right away what I had asked her.

Supposedly, she spoke the other languages better.

I will find out.

She is the best secretary I've had, both intellectually and in terms of her presence.

By presence, I mean having very good legs, a nice ass, and great breasts.

I hope she keeps up with my work pace and also in my bed.

When she left, I looked at her again. I definitely love her legs, and she seems to have a nice ass.

Very good choice, my dear Susana.

The only thing that bothers me is that she's 20 years old; she's so young.

I spent a good while thinking about her.

I definitely liked her a lot.

I turned my attention back to the screen.

I had to contact a business partner in the United States.

I asked my secretary, via the internal phone, to connect me with Kevin White. She knows she has to speak in English and always gives me an excuse.

This time she didn't.

After a while, I heard the internal phone ring, and it wasn't my secretary's voice. I recognized the new girl's voice, saying she had Mr. Kevin White on the line.

At least she managed to communicate, and I wondered again what I had done for the past 15 or 20 days with the idiot who, luckily, is leaving today.

The staff works until 5:30 PM and starts at 9 AM. I often arrive earlier, so I inform my current secretary that I will be in earlier, so she can do the same.

I deleted the cell number of the one leaving today. She was saved as "secretary," so I have no idea what her name is.

The beauty I met today is named Valeria. I don't even know why I remember her name; I usually don't remember my secretaries' names. I change them often.

I saved her number as "secretary Valeria."

My secretary has to stay until I leave.

Valeria is attending college. I don't know how she's going to manage that.

Susana told me that since my new secretary was good with languages, she told her she would pay for a Chinese course.

I saw the moment of traveling to China as distant. I don't even think that girl will still be my secretary in six months, but if she was good at her job and I got tired of seeing her face, we could move her to another department, and it would be useful, depending on the department, for her to know Chinese.

Although her face... it was like having an orgasm. Yes, everything is about sex for me, especially with this gorgeous woman... blonde, with straight, long hair, just above her butt. I noticed that when she left my office. Green, cat-like eyes, incredible eyelashes. I noticed that in her profile picture, although they might not be natural. It's not like I know about everything, but in the chain of perfumeries we own, we import some products for that. I don't care much about her eyelashes. Her nose is small, and I liked her profile. And of course, the cherry on top, her face, ends with her mouth, with full, red lips. I was dying to kiss them and to put my dick inside them.