A Free Woman

By Candice Christian

Jia Jing or JJ is the president and CEO of a large international technology company, powerful in the business world, divorced and lesbian.

Riley is JJ's PA, personal assistant, and is married to an abusive husband, that does everything in his power to keep her under his thumb. However, when her husband Miguel loses his job, he has no choice but to let Riley look for a job, a job she finds with JJ.

JJ is secretly in love with her quiet, shy PA, and plots ways to get her to get her away from Miguel and into her bed. As luck would have it, a new prescription Riley is taking, may just be the help JJ needs to get the job done and Riley, into her bed.

Unknown to JJ, Riley is looking for any reason to leave her husband, but is hesitant because she has nowhere to go, and no money of her own. Miguel keeps tight reins of her salary. Riley prays for a way to free herself on the situation she has with her husband. So she is more than willing to see what JJ has to offer.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tenth Muse
• Release date: May 7, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463620823

Candice Christian

Candice was born in Paris KY on 9 January 1988. Her parents, George Bertrand Christian, an attorney who once aspired to be an actor, and Frances Hollowell insisted that Candice and her sister Simone, be sent to a Catholic school. Candice was deeply religious as a child, at one point thought of becoming a nun.

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A Free Woman

Candice Christian

About Candice Christian

I was born in Paris KY on 9 January, 1988. My parents, George Bertrand Christian, an attorney who once aspired to be an actor, and Frances Hollowell insisted that we girls, me and my sister Simone, be sent to a Catholic school. I was deeply religious as a child, at one point thought of becoming a nun.

Acknowledgment

Charles P. McCormick

Two women working as a team will produce more than three people working as individuals

Part One

Hot water cascaded through Riley's flowing blonde mane and off her body in the shower, and helping her unwind from the day, her thoughts turned to the angelic form, of Jia Jing, JJ. Her unemployed husband was out for the day, spending her money. At least she could take a shower in peace and fantasize.

JJ had the Dominant appearance which hid, Riley was sure, the sexual energy hiding just below the surface. From her flashing dark eyes to the high cheek bone model look on her pretty face, Riley was hooked. Hook, line and sinker. Riley was in love. The only problem. Riley was married, JJ was her boss and JJ was not a lesbian, or at least Riley didn't think so. But lately, she had been having these wild urges, all the time, she seemed insatiable and didn't know why.

Stepping out from her shower, and feeling the softness of the fluffy towel, Riley tried to get the image of JJ out of her mind. She was what Riley wanted more than life itself, and Riley had to admit that she was in love. She had done this to Riley. She had so many things in common with Riley, from being considered anti-social at times, to her love of Thai food.

As her hands applied the lotion to her legs the image that she had created refused to leave Riley's mind. She was everywhere. Although Riley had never made her feeling known, and didn't know if it was even a possibility because she was so powerful. Riley's thoughts wouldn't stop, about her. She. She was all that Riley could think about, as the thoughts continued to invade Riley's mind.

As Riley moved about in the bedroom, she moved her favorite comfy chair from its usual position in the corner of her bedroom so that it faced the floor to ceiling mirrors on the doors to her closet. Settling herself comfortably in the chair, Riley looked in the mirror thinking and wondering, was she attractive enough for JJ?

Although Riley was considered attractive by many, her husband Miguel had made her play down her looks, so she didn't bring unwanted attention toward herself. What she saw was a blonde in a loose, plain white cotton top just barely held up by sensible straps, and a matching pair of white cotton panties staring back.

Some thought Riley was shy.

That was true to some extent. Since Riley had started working for JJ, she was told she was beautiful a few times. Although she appreciated the compliments, she had thought about what Miguel would say if he heard such talk,, and always felt a twinge of being insecure about her appearance. Although it was not the sort of fear whereby Riley could not pass a mirror without feeling sick.

. Her lack of self-esteem was different. Her attitude with her body and her looks were much suppressed. Riley did enjoyed sex, though. She definitely enjoyed sex. She enjoyed thinking about sexual acts. She enjoyed participating in sexual acts. She enjoyed watching sexual acts. Riley, by any interpretation, loved sex. It was therefore very natural that Riley should enjoy looking at her own body for it oozed sexuality. But she didn't. Miguel had wiped that idea out of her head.]

There was certainly a lot there to be proud of. Riley was stunningly proportioned 5'2". Her lush blonde hair swept to just below her shoulders, ending just before the commencement of the swelling of her beautiful, rounded breasts. Her breasts were like the rest of her, perfectly proportioned to her form and a magnificent C cup.

Her waist slimmed nicely before it flared into the softly rounded hips of a woman. Her legs tapered gracefully to the ground and gave the impression of going on forever. She could have been a success as a model. But lately, for some weird reason, the only thing that Riley enjoyed more than looking at her own body was maybe having someone else enjoy looking at it.

The only thing she enjoyed more than touching herself was maybe having someone else touch her. It didn't really matter if that someone were old or young, as long as it was a female and not her husband... For you see, Riley was curious about the idea of being a lesbian.

Riley carefully studied the image of herself in the mirror. The shimmer of