Adriana and I had taken a small vacation to Prague to visit Sveta and grant the media a one-time ability to tour the Caspian. They had been begging for the ability since Adriana had come forward with her news, and finally, we decided to give in. Adriana requested not to be on camera, so we let Sveta take the reins. The place looked completely different from when we had first met. Sveta had gotten rid of all the tacky red velvet, and the place was fully decked out in gothic style décor. You might think it would tacky, but the way she incorporated the history of Prague into every art piece that donned the walls, it was almost like taking a tour through a museum.
It was gorgeous in every way possible, and Sveta even had talked about turning it from a strip club into more of a theatre. She wanted to give the girls the chance to really show their creative side, so the shows were no longer just girls bouncing up and down the stage. They were choreographed numbers, set to new age music, with amazing pageantry. She had even built a separate stage for herself, where she put together a new age art installation where she painted canvasses in the nude. The clients loved it, and every night was packed to capacity.
Back home, when we weren’t preparing for my crowning or the baby’s birth, we were relaxing in our wing of the castle, watching old movies, talking until the break of dawn, or planning our next vacation to the island. We decided that after she had been crowned Queen, we would take the baby, who we decided would be named Milos, Jr., if it were a he, or Reece, if the baby were a girl, and go to the house for our first real family vacation. Knowing how much Adriana loved spending time with her newly sober mother and the Queen, we had two other houses built on the island so that when we went on family trips, everyone could be there to enjoy the time.
Of course, we definitely were going to go back by ourselves again, maybe when it was time to start trying for baby number two. Our mothers had already started asking when we would be announcing the second addition to our family, and we hadn’t even had the first.
It didn’t seem to bother Adriana at all. She talked about expanding our family as large as I wanted. Though having a big family definitely was in my plans, I was a bit more interested in the creating part of the deal than anything else. Adriana laughed whenever I said that and slapped me in the arm whenever I said it in front of my mother. Before the crowning, my mother had given Adriana a very special pair of earrings that she wore when my father was crowned. They were definitely a good team, and I couldn’t imagine a better choice in a mate, than Adriana was for me.
I couldn’t tell if my mother was more excited for the birth of her first grandchild, or her opportunity to finally retire. I had walked into her sitting area several times to find her in deep meetings with the gardening service, planning out huge expansions for her landscaping. It made me laugh to see her in such good spirits, and it made me realize that becoming the man I needed to be not only took a great deal of stress off of me, but it took a great deal of stress off of everyone that was around me. I even found the service staff to be much kinder toward me.
I had made sure that everyone that had to deal with me during those few weeks of alcohol rage inside my room got a card of apology and an extra bonus for the holidays. Adriana was proud of me for accepting that I had been a complete ass, and for being humble enough to apologize to those that deserved it, which was pretty much everyone.
As far as I went, it was just two days after my official crowning as King, and I had already enacted some laws that would start leading Silesia into the future. We were embracing alternative energy, and we were making agreements to improve the quality of our schools, our roads, and working conditions in the factories. The Parliament seemed pleased to have me on the floor with them whenever I saw fit, which I could see was regularly, and my mother actually looked at me as if I had finally made her proud.
My crowning ceremony was both exciting and bitter sweet, as I said goodbye to my father and my King, something I had not taken the time to do after his passing. However, having Adriana there as support was more than I could have ever asked for.
I stood in the doorway of the balcony overlooking the capital of Silesia, watching as my beautiful wife waved and smiled at all of her adoring fans. She had gone from a sassy, gold spandex wearing, hard headed girl to a beautiful, intelligent, and still sarcastic Princess of the people. I couldn’t believe how someone I hadn’t given two thoughts to at the beginning had jumped so swiftly into my soul. As soon as I saw the look in her eyes on our wedding night, even though I refused to admit it, I knew this woman had captured something in me that would forever change me as a person. Her beauty radiated from her body and soul, and her smile was what kept me going every single day.
I couldn’t even start to understand what kind of change she brought into my life. It was beyond anything I ever expected or ever felt that I deserved. She lit up my life with love and laughter from the first moment, and those feelings had only continued to grow as we awaited the birth of our first child. Looking back at all we had gone through really brought a sense of understanding as to how quickly life can change and move.
While she stood there, glowing with the life that was growing in her belly, I was standing here glowing with the love that she had given me. Though our child is one of the best things to ever happen to me, I couldn’t imagine a life without Adriana in it. She brought a sense of excitement and light to everything she touched, and I couldn’t remember a Princess in history, including my mother, that was so loved by everyone who came into contact with her. Her kindness and generosity spoke volumes to the people, so much so, that even though she had not made any speeches since her broadcast, the news reported on every charity event she hosted, every hungry child she fed and hugged, and every caring smile that came across her face.
I looked up at the bright sunshine beaming down on our Kingdom on this very special day and couldn’t help but feel like everything had changed in such an incredible way. I walked forward and wrapped my arms around Adriana, feeling the life moving in her belly below my hands. The crowd cheered even louder as she turned her head and kissed my lips. I buried my face in her hair as she continued to wave and acknowledge the people that came to see her.
“I love you, Adriana,” I whispered. “And I always will.”
Dirty Boss
Blurb:
My sexy, young intern, Isobel, desperately wants to lose her virginity. She's far too young for me. I’m not going to let that stop me. I plan to instruct the girl how to please me, and if she’s obedient, if she follows my every instruction, I’ll reward her at the end of the week.
How?
By claiming her innocence.
Her first task? To come to work wearing a skirt – a short one. No panties. I explain my strict demands and enjoy seeing her sweet blush.
With each task, I feel my self-control slipping. Isobel’s innocent. Untouched. And yet I find myself falling more and more under her spell. As the final day approaches, I’m consumed with savage need.
One thing’s certain.
I want more than her sweet innocence…
Chapter 1
Isobel
Shoot is that the time?
My stomach’s rumbling like an alarm clock on Monday morning and I’m still in the office. I’m working for Stern Investments for the summer, but the company should be called Slave Driver’s Investments because the CEO’s a workaholic. I’ve been working like a dog, so I can get my diploma and be a qualified secretary.
Unfortunately, it comes at a price. I’m living in a box, the only one I could afford in the city because everything’s so damn expensive here.
Back home in Kansas, I have everything I need… from my boyfriend, Leo to my family. Here, I just have this job, four walls and nothing else. I suppose, being busy at work keeps my mind focused on my goal. I’ve been here two weeks, and I’ve recovered from work on the weekends and during the week I tend to work twelve hours a day.
My phone’s ringing and my stomach’s cramping like crazy. I don’t
want to answer it because I want to eat - dinner and lunch at the same time. The nearby Chinese has great prices, and with my tight budget, I have no choice but to eat from whoever’s got a discount going on.
Damn! Leo’s calling again.
“Hey, babes,” I smile thinking about his blue eyes and dirty blonde hair. To say that I’m crazy about him is a bit of an understatement. We’ve been dating since high school, and I know that he’s less than happy about my decision to come here.
“Where are you?”
“I’m in the office,” I sigh thinking about the four walls and the place that I’m calling home for the next six weeks. From the time I rented it, I realized that it’s nothing like the picture. I was naive to think that it would be the same as the photos on the Net. Apparently, the owner took a picture of the room that’s rented and forgot to update the site with the room that I've rented.
Apparently, that’s a scam that most landlords are carrying out according to Heather who works in Finance. Besides, she said that I'd be lucky to get anything at the same rate, so I should stick it out. Easy for her to say, I miss home like crazy.
“I’ll call you when I get…”
“No, I just called to tell you something.”
I stand up and head towards my boss’s office; he must have left the light on because I’m sure he's gone home.
“What?” I blurt out as I stand and wait for him to tell me what's on his mind. I have a clue, which is the same thing that he's been threatening to do since I left home.
“It’s over.”
“No,” I start to cry as I think about my high school sweetheart. The one that I've vowed to marry. I'm trying to keep my virginity for him so that I can give it to him on our wedding night. He said that he understood when we were in high school, but ever since I told him that I want to be a secretary, he’s been less than understanding. Everyone in my family works on the farm. His family included, he doesn’t understand why I’m not happy to just have four kids and be a farmer’s wife, like all the women in both our families.
“You want big things. To go to college. Get a degree.”
I shake my head as I start to panic, “No, I just want us to be happy.”
“You mean that you want to be happy. Look Dede Wells keeps asking me out, and she’s more the kind of girl for me.”
The slut that tried to sleep with you at Prom and lives in a trailer. That Dede Wells?
Over my dead body!
“Isobel you there?”
“Yes, and I want to show you something. Go on live chat.”
“There’s no point…”
“Please, please Leo?”
He hangs up before I get the chance to explain that I’m doing this for me. I don't want to just be a farmer's wife; I want more than that. Why is it so hard for him to understand?
I bet his friends, Neil and Paul are laughing at him. Telling him things like I'm probably cheating on him with some city boy.
I put on the video chat with my hand’s shaking and I look around one more time to make sure that no one else is around. No one stays in the office this late, apart from me. I could go back to my desk, but just in case I think that it’s better to do this in Christian’s office, so if someone is in the office they won’t see what I’m about to do.
“Leo, please don’t leave me for Dede.”
“You need to know that this hurts me too.”
I shake my head, desperate to think of a way to make him stay with me.
“Strip!”
“What?”
“If you want me to stay with you, then show me what I’m missing and what I’m giving up by not going with Dede.”
I stand perplexed as he repeats the words, “You said that there’s no one in the office. So, strip.”
I nod my head and say, “I want you to see what you’re missing and what you’re giving up if you go with Dede.”
He doesn’t say a word instead he simply nods as if he starts to lick his lips and then I know that it’s working, but I don’t know what the heck to do. I’m winging it as I start to unbutton my skirt and I’m not facing him. Now, I’m down to my lingerie.
I smile at him, “Do you like what you see?”
He growls, “Take it off.”
I don’t know what he means, my bra, or my panties?
I wink at him, “Wait for it big boy.”
I close my eyes as I think about losing him to Dede. She has big tits, nothing like mine. Leo always said that he loved my tits, not too big and not too small. Just enough for him to play with. I unclasp my bra as I think of Leo as my man, no one else's, especially not Dede's My phone’s vibrating on the desk, but I ignore it.
As I hold them, he blurts out, “Touch yourself. I want you to make me come.”
Then he moves the camera down to show that he’s putting his hands in between his pants. I’ve never done this in front of him, and I don’t want to disappoint him. Our relationship depends on it.
I spin the leather chair behind me and sit down. Then I move the camera so that he can see what I’m doing in the chair. My panties are still on. The lace one’s that he bought me when we were going to the Prom, and he thought that would be our night. I wasn’t ready then either.
I sigh as I think about the times that I’ve let him down and I can’t do that now. No, I won’t.
So, I pull my panties down, and then I open my legs wide. As he starts to moan, “Yeah baby, Leo’s giving it to you right now.”
I think of us in the bedroom, making sweet love. A couple of times when we nearly went all the way enter my mind as my finger glide into my slit without hesitation. I start to touch myself as I close my eyes.
I can hear Leo rocking on the other side, my eyes are closed, and they’re focusing on what I’m doing.
“Look at me baby; you’re bringing me to the edge. But slow down. Look at me.”
His wish is my command and then he says, “It’s my hands touching you. Pleasing you…”
I focus on his sea blue eyes and then I start to enjoy the intimacy as I open my legs wider.
“Slow down,” he moans as I start to move only one thing and put my pussy on full view. I have one leg on the table, and with one hand in between my legs, the other’s touching my nipples. The same thing that Leo likes to do. He likes touching my breasts.
I rub myself in gentle circles as I start to see the passion in his eyes. It makes me hum as I see him picking up speed. I feel as if I’m the one in control of his pleasure. I’m making him come, without touching him, just the thought of it alone is moving him.
I focus on my clit as another finger joins the other and I’m rocking on the chair while making sure that my pussy’s in full view. My nipples are small, hard pebbles as I'm so horny and wet. I want to get on a flight and have his cock inside of me.
Just the thought of it starts to send me over to the edge. I throw my head back as I start to go for it.
“You’re so fucking hot right now. I’m fucking you online.”
Is this what I’ve been missing out on?
I want him so bad, and now I can see his cock, and we’re both moving to the same rhythm. I can see him jerking so fast, and as I rub my clit, even more, I can’t help but come.
I want to hold out, but I can’t as I scream out, “Yes, Leo. Yes!”
It’s as if our passions are feeding off each other because it’s not long before I see him jerking out of control. While my body shivers and one minute I feel cold and the next so hot. I’m having the mother of all orgasms. The idea of us doing it for real doesn’t seem so bad. What difference does it make if we do it now or in a couple of years time?
None.
I’m going to give it to him as he shouts out, “Fuck I’m coming.”
I’ll make him come inside of me. As he laughs, “Shit, Isobel. I didn’t know you had it in you.”
I’m unable to speak as I’m still trying to get my breath back. It’s as if he’s taken everything out of me. I laugh as I catch
my breath, “ I want you so badly.”
He’s laughing too, but then he stops abruptly and says, “I need to go. Someone’s at the door.”
I’m about to say that I never heard anything, but then he disconnects us. I’m sitting in my boss’s chair and unclear what to do. I rush to his bathroom and wash my hands and then clean in between my legs. At the same time, I'm thinking that there’s no way that Leo’s going to leave me.
I feel so proud; maybe it was the idea of touching myself in front of him, or in Christian Stern’s office that makes me feel this way. Either way, I know that we belong together and nothing’s ever going to change that.
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