The door opened and Kyle walked in. I turned my head and damn is he fine.
"Miss Jackson" he said as I rose to shake his hand. Listen to a sista when she say this dude is fine. Tall about 6'4, muscular, and some nice black hair. Thinking about him made my pussy wet.
"Mr. Williams nice to meet you" i said politely.
He invited me to sit and conducted the meeting. He was all business and I liked that. He not once glanced at my titties or made a sexual joke. He asked me about why I wanted to work here, and how flexible am I with my work because I'd more than likely be taking it home too. I couldn't help but look at his blue eyes. They were so dreamy and lord I'm drooling.
He looked at me serious and said "Miss Jackson ar.." I interrupted him.
"Please call me Bianca"
"Miss Bianca are you okay?" He asked.
"Yes I'm fine, and yes I'm okay with taking my work home with me" I said truthfully.
"Miss Bianca I think you've got the job, welcome to Kyle Williams incorporated" he said standing up and shaking my hand.
God his hands are soft.
"Thank you Mr. Williams, when can I start?" I asked bluntly.
"Call me Kyle, and now would be great" he said seriously.
Hell yea I'll start now.
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RomanceBianca Jackson has had her fair share of men growing up on the north side of Detroit. She moves to Atlanta with her ex Damian but it doesn't work out. She trys to make a legit living when she starts working for a corporate office.But when she starts...
