Dipping Pens in Company Ink

By Bouncy Baby Girl

Putting the 'affair' in business affairs has never been sexier! The new girl at the office has her eyes set on her boss, an older businessman with an incredibly attractive wife and a reputation to uphold. Even though the new girl is only 18 years old, she will do whatever it takes to seduce the CFO and get what she so desperately desires. This erotic fiction is full of adult language and vivid imagery, and as such, should be consumed responsibly. A standing ovation is guaranteed.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bouncy Baby Girl
• Release date: Nov 18, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463469613

Bouncy Baby Girl

December 2018 update: Happy Holidays! I'm taking requests for custom stories! If you want to see your fantasies come to fruition, go ahead and send me an email along with some juicy details... or just send a message saying hi! [e-mail] About me: My name's Bouncy Baby Girl, and I'm a 29 yr old female in a long term poly relationship with my dom couple, Mr. Steel and Jenni Lane. Jenni is a model and Mr. Steel is her photographer; so if you wanna see some of their work, check out her website at www.JenniLane.com I, on the other hand, am their naughty Baby Girl who writes dirty stories about them. Tehee! This is my first time ever writing erotica, and oh boy oh boy, I am having soooo much fun! And from the looks of things...so are YOU ? The cunning language in these lascivious tales have been inspired by true events procured from my full-time life as a BabyGirl (aka a "little"). Although all these stories are purely fictional, there are some tantalizing tidbits of truth that my lovers and I have shared whilst tangled in silky sheets ;) They are a mix of reality, personal fantasies, and some of your fantasies too, hehe! I love skating the fine line of what's acceptable and not...I do this in real life as well :) Although my tone may come off sounding "ditzy" or "naive," this is all just part and partial to my whole lifestyle—this is who I am, this is how I speak, this is how I think, and this is how I live. I can’t think of a better way for you to get a glimpse into the true story of my Big Life as a Little: a series of unmentionable events! Can't wait to share my many exciting experiences with you! xoxo, BouncyBabyGirl

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Dipping Pens in Company Ink

Copyright 2018 BouncyBabyGirl

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The CFO flung himself forward, seizing a fistful of my hair while pressing his stern mouth against my soft lips. Cologne and cognac filled my senses as he shoved his tongue in and out of my mouth, dancing and twisting and tasting my insides. A swell of uncertainty sent shivers down my spine before I slowly started to melt and gave in to my temptations.

The more we kissed the harder he grew—I could feel his masculine member pressing against my tucked-in tummy. He pulled my head back so my fragile neck was fully exposed beneath his breath. He brandished his teeth and bit my nape, latching on and sucking hard, promising a red mark in his wake. A wail of delight escaped my lips as he moved his hands all over my body, soft silk sliding against strong hands, grabbing hold of my curves and caressing my breasts as he explored my whole body over.

Tipping the scales at 100 pounds, I proved no match for the fully-grown businessman. Letting go and giving in to our desires, I wrapped my legs around his torso as he bunched my dress up and breeched my underwear. He placed one hand against my mound while lowering me onto the lacquered table, helping adjust me—every bit of me—to his high standards.

Are you ready? the CFO growled over clinking belt buckles and troublesome trousers.

Oh yes yes YES! I pleaded and wailed, wriggling my body against the slippery surfaces of both the table and his upturned hand.

I said, are you ready?

Oh yes I—

It’s time to go! You’re gonna be late!

Wait, late?