Business, As Usual

By Sloan Moriarty

Tammy Jane (TJ) is a powerful, high-end executive and businesswoman with a rocking tight body. With more curves than a Fast and Furious drifting street, she longs for nothing more than having a child or five. When she and her distant husband Mark decide they want children, they realize they never have the time to do the deed, due to his schedule.
As she finds herself approaching the end of her fertile years, she grows desperate. When she hires on a young, attractive male temp named Jay, he ends up "helping" her with more than just work!
As her life begins to change, she discovers she has passions she never thought possible - kinky passions.
Will her romance last? What will become of her desires for pregnancy?

Read to find out!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sloan Moriarty
• Release date: Jun 30, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463231913

Sloan Moriarty

Since I was a little girl, I've always had a passion for reading and writing. After high school, I went to college and majored in English and Creative Writing. My goal is to eventually become a best-selling author.My literary passions include sensual literature, playing to man's (and of course, woman's) deepest, darkest desires. Even though my works are fictitious, I always try to throw in an element of realism from my own experiences.Feel free to visit my site at https://sloanmoriarty.wixsite.com/sloanEnjoy your reading!

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Business, as Usual

By Sloan Moriarty

Copyright 2020 © Sloan Moriarty. All rights reserved.

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Chapter 1

Have these finished for me by the end of the day, I say as Gunderson takes the files from my hand.

Yes, Ma’am. He leaves and closes the door.

I recline back in my chair and swivel facing the floor-to-ceiling window in my corner office. Admiring the view, I let out a big stretch, popping off one of my shirt buttons by accident.

Oh… crap, I curse, as it lands somewhere behind my desk. Now where’d you go?

I search the floor, sighing.

Ever since I was a teen, I’ve always had big breasts. They played a prominent role in my life. From my first kiss at 16 with Billy Scott, to the subsequent groping by George Privos in senior year, my boobs have been there through it all. You’d think I’d be shy and closed off, but I quickly learned they could be an excellent business asset, so-to-speak.

My curvy form would go on to grant me faster promotions up the company’s ranks, eventually leading me to executive vice-president of the firm. And no, I did not need to sleep with anyone to get there. One can still maintain her dignity as long as she has the strength to cover her exposed cleavage.

The phone rings. I give up on the button and answer.

Hey Doll, I have some bad news. It’s my husband, Mark. Looks like I’m stuck in London for another few days.

I sigh.

These business trips of yours keep getting longer and longer.

I know, I can’t help it, he complains, half-heartedly.

When are we going to try again? I’m not getting any younger.

Soon. Trust me, I’ll be home next week and we’ll try then.

He was, of course, referring to our baby-making. I was already 35-years-old and starting to get desperate for kids. Mark wants one whereas I secretly want four or five. I think I could manage.

Alright, see you then. I love you.

You too, he says hanging up.

I swear it’s like that man doesn’t even want to spend any more time with me. For the past two years, we’ve both been so busy, but I’ve made time for our