Message-ID: <20066eli$9902200426@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: MdmVirago@aol.com Subject: {ViragoBlue} New Story "Worth 3 Million" (mfm) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: "Murdock, bring me the proposal on the Parson file, please . . . and let me know as soon as Mr. Parsons gets here." Jade pressed the button on her phone pad, disconnecting the line between her and her secretary, Jack Murdock. Jack Murdock was an anomaly in the secretarial field. A man of magnificent proportions and rugged good looks who felt the drive to start with a menial clerical position until he worked himself up to the assistant to the vice president of advertising with Harris, Price, a premier firm in downtown Seattle. Cutting edge, hot and trendy, a firm in great demand among the up and coming popular merchandisers of the new millenium. Jade was sceptical at first. A psuedo lumberjack for a secretary? Not likely. That is until she laid eyes on the man she secretly referred to as modern day Adonis. "He must work out . . . a lot" is what she first thought when she first laid eyes on him. And he must, no man could have that kind of body without a little work. And she admitted to admiring his ass as he walked by. She was discreet, of course, never wanting to be accused of leering. She was a woman of sophistication and high moral character. Unfortunately. How she really wished she could let loose sometimes, really get wild and forget who she really was and really go after what she wanted to make herself happy. Passion. She needed passion. "Ms. Price, ah . . . the proposal and the rest of the Parson file. . . and this came for you a few moments ago, from Josh Parson. He apologized for running about an hour late, but he hopes this makes up for it." Jade took the pink wrapped package from Jack with an arch to her delicate blonde brow. She tugged on the silver chiffon ribbon and lifted the lid of the box. She immediately blushed and closed the box. She looked up just in time to see Jack stifle a smile. "Thank you Murdock. I know I should be ashamed for asking you this, especially since you stayed late last night, but, could you stay until Mr. Parsons gets here? I may need you." She smiled up at him, questioning with her big brown eyes. "Of course, Ms. Price. Whatever you need, just let me know and I will be glad to help you out. Besides, it was just me and a little plumbing work when I got back to my flat. I'd be glad to stay and put off the blue collar stuff." He returned her smile, thinking she had the sexiest eyes, the fullest lips, the greatest legs he has ever seen. What he wouldn't do to have those lips wrapped around his . . . . "Great. Perhaps you can also sit in on the meeting." Jade smiled back at Adonis, er Jack, wondering what his tongue would feel like in her mouth and on her nipples. She sighed as he closed the door behind him, leaving her alone with the package on her desk. She lifted the fragile piece of fabric from the tissue paper within the box and gasped in surprise. Josh Parsons had taken the liberty of sending her the newest addition to his fabulous line of lingerie, and it was in her size. She held the sheer peach fabric of the teddy in her hands. It was light as a feather, one of the reasons his line of lingerie was so popular with the mid-upper income types. And of course it didn't hurt that his lingerie was also featured in a popular set of soft porn videos. He always teased that she would be the perfect star for one of his films. He was a flirt and she knew it. Jade slipped off her Imari pumps and padded into her private bathroom. She looked tired, she thought as she studied her reflection in the mirror. She had enough time to freshen up before her meeting. Stepping out of her stockings, beige skirt and peach silk blouse, she passed the mirror on the way to the shower and turned to examine herself. She always felt confident about her body. A cheerleader in high school and college, she always kept in shape. Her legs were long and lightly muscled and she kept the triangle of hair between her thighs closely shaved. Her waist was narrow and taut and her breasts were a luscious size 36D with nipples the color of cafe au lait and near perfect in size to a half dollar. Some men liked small nipples and some men liked larger nipples. Hers were larger. She loved her breasts. Her hands slowly ran down her neck, over her breasts, teasing the nipples until they were hard, and then ran below and cupped the weight of her breasts and drew them up. Jack could barely breath as he saw her through the crack in the door. His cock was hard and straining against the front of his chino's. God she was beautiful. What he wouldn't give to fuck her right now. Here or anywhere -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----