His Personal Assistant

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Today. Today was the day my wonderful boss was going to pass me to his son's business. Well technically it's the same business but my original boss has to retire. So, his son is going to be my new boss.

I mean, I don't even know the guy. Never even seen him, and I'm supposed to be his P.A.! For gods sake he never even comes to the office.

My phone alarm goes off for my hourly coffee trip. I stand from my desk and straighten out my navy blue pencil skirt, my beige button up tucked into it. I slip into my beige pumps and walk over to Mr. Stone, my boss.

"The usual, sir?" I smile, softly at the man

"I told you, it's Richard and yes the usual" he smiles back, just as I was going to walk away he stops me "and a White chocolate mocha" I look at him curiously "for my son" oh right. I nod and walk to the Starbucks in the building.

"The usual?" the cute barista, Andrew, I always flirt with, asks.

"And a white chocolate mocha" I say as he raises his eyebrow making his dirty blonde mop fall into his hazel eyes.

"Is the son coming today?" He asks. I've told him weeks before just so he knows my new every day order. I nod and sigh.

"One white chocolate mocha, salted caramel mocha, and a caffe americano for the beautiful lady with the beautiful midnight black hair" he yells, clearly trying to embarrass me, I roll my eyes and grab the cup holder from him. I get free drinks since my boss owns the place.

I lean over the counter and give him a peck. "I'll see you tonight at my place" I whisper softly in his ear. We had a friends with benefits relationship.

"Definitely" he smirks back at me. I turn around, walking to the elevator adding a little more swing to my hips. I step into the elevator and press on the highest floor.

When I get to the office door I burst in like I usually do but I see a new Stone in the room.

"Sorry" I wince. I set each coffee in front of them and walk to my small desk on the other side of the room. I sit down in my seat and look at the two men. Same grayish blue eyes, square jaw line. Christian has a stronger build than his father. Brown hair slicked back. Wow, he's a turn on. I shift in my seat and look at my reflection in the computer screen and see my front black curls cropping my face,the rest of my hair in a pony tail. My brown eyes wide from the way I can feel my old and new boss stares on the side of my face.

"Delilah" I hear Richard call me

"Yes" I say softly, walking to him in a swift motion

"This is Christian,my son" he introduced the stunning man in front of me.

Christian stands up from his seat and puts his hand out to me.

"Delilah, nice to meet you" his British tone, similar to his fathers. I grab his hand and shake it, firmly.

"Mr. Stone" I smile

"Christian in the office" he bring my hand up to his lips and kisses it, softly.

My body erupts into goosebumps making him smirk. I take my hand back and smile.

"Ms. Kennedy, you may be off early. My son will set you up tomorrow" Richard smiles

"Thank you, Richard" I smile,softly

I walk over to him and hug him. I back away slowly, trying to hold in the tears.

"Oh Delilah" he smiles,sadly

"I'm sorry, you're just the best boss" I wipe the tears away

We say our good byes and I drive home. I walk into my apartment to see Andrew on my couch.

"Finally, I was dying of anxiousness" he breaths, storming over to push me against a wall.

"Oh really" I laugh trailing my finger down his happy trail. 

"Shit" he rams his hips forward. His hands ripping my shirt open and face finding my breasts. I arch my back, chest against his.

"Please" I whine. He drops to his knees and unzips my skirt, dropping it to the floor. I tug his white, V-neck off and kick my pumps off. He picks me ups by my thighs, kicking his black converse off. We make it into my room and he drops me onto the bed. I sit up and undo his pants, tugging them down to see a bulge in his boxers. I bite my lip, leaning back onto my pillows. I put my hands above me, stretching out my half naked body. His eyes turn a darker shade of hazel. He leans over me kissing down my stomach. I feel his warm breath on my core. His lips touch my soaked panties, making me buck my hips.

He slides my panties down, licking my folds.  Sucking on my clit, two fingers,curling,pumping in and out of me. His soft hand on my hip, fingers hitting my g-spot over and over again.

My moans getting louder by the seconds.

"I- I need you. I need you now!" I scream, loudly.

He smirks and takes his boxers off. He reaches into my nightstand grabbing a condom, slipping it on himself.He alines himself and pushes his manhood inside my core. I grip his shoulders, arching my back. He sucks on my neck and breasts, moaning against my chest. Heat growing between my hips knowing I'm close. I bite his shoulder, trying to shush my loud moans.

"I'm close" I moan

"Me too, baby" he pants

After a few more thrusts we cum at the same time. He pulls out of me, taking the condom off. He throws it in the trash next to my nightstand.

He gets under the cool sheets with me. He spoons me for the rest of the night. I lay there in my bed, thinking of Christian, my new sexy boss.