Celestina Blooms Got Da Job As Seth Brogan’s Personal Assistant & Slut
“Celestina Blooms Got Da Job As Seth Brogan’s Personal Assistant & Slut”
Celestina Blooms, a bubbly petite brunette with an insatiable appetite for pleasure, is beyond thrilled to have landed the job as Seth Brogan’s personal assistant. The notorious billionaire bachelor, known for his raunchy antics and sordid lifestyle, has a rumored penchant for seducing his young, nubile secretaries. However, this doesn’t deter the ambitious Celestina. Instead, she sees it as an opportunity to climb the corporate ladder in style.
On her first day at the lavish high-rise office, Celestina eagerly greets her new boss, a tall, dark-haired man with piercing blue eyes that seem to undress her. Seth broods over some paperwork, but from the corner of his eye, he notices how the young woman’s tight pencil skirt hugs her curves. He sets down his pen, his gaze traveling along the length of her legs.
“Ah, Celestina. I was expecting you earlier.”
Celestina blushes, “Apologies, sir. I got a flat tire.”
“Sir,” Seth smirks, “I prefer Seth. I hope you’re prepared for a long and prosperous career here.”
“Oh, you can count on that,” she purrs, bending over to pick up a file from the floor, giving him a tantalizing view of her cleavage.
Over the next few days, Celestina does her best to please Seth, fetching his coffee, managing his schedule, and sharing in his dry humor over lunch. He leaves long, suggestive messages over email, complimenting her work ethic while hinting at her alluring mystique. Celestina can’t help but swoon over his Casanova-like charm.
One rainy evening, Celestina lingers in her cubicle late into the night. Her legs accidentally brush against Seth’s as he passes by. The charged moment is electric. Seth turns back, his face inches from hers, and whispers, “Stay late after work tomorrow, beautiful. I have some…special projects I’d love your input on.”
Celestina agrees breathlessly, shivers dancing along her spine at the thought of being alone with him.
The next night, the office is nearly empty when Seth summons Celestina into his glass-walled penthouse suite. Terming it a “quick meeting”, he initiates a lecture on a complex work report. Celestina struggles to follow along, her mind preoccupied by thoughts of Seth’s strong hands and his husky voice. She squirms in her seat, crossing and uncrossing her legs as he drones on.
“Am I boring you, Celestina?” Seth asks, noticing her restlessness.
“No, not at all. I’m just eager to learn,” she replies coyly, batting her eyelashes.
Seth leans back in his leather chair, a devilish grin spreading across his face. “Well, let’s get out of these stuffy clothes and relax, shall we?”
Celestina doesn’t hesitate to oblige, slowly undoing the buttons of her blouse. Seth’s eyes darken with lust as more and more of her creamy flesh is exposed. He rises from his seat and stalks towards her like a predator, his expensive cologne enveloping her senses. Celestina mirrors his actions, stepping out of her heels and allowing her skirt to pool at her ankles.
They collide in a passionate embrace, Seth’s hands roaming her bare skin as his mouth claims hers in a searing kiss. Celestina mewls under his onslaught, her nipples hardening against the thin lace of her bra. She arches against him, relishing the press of his hardness against her silk-clad sex.
Seth trails wet kisses down her neck, nipping and sucking, leaving a trail of red marks. Celestina reaches for his zipper, traces under it, relishing his low groan against her collarbone. She feels wanton, daring, spurned on by his ragged breathing and the bulge in his trousers.
Seth plunders her mouth again, his tongue tangling with hers in a decadent dance. They stumble to the leather sofa in the corner, their hands and mouths never leaving each other’s body. Seth lowers his head, taking one of Celestina’s pert nipples between his lips. She cries out, her fingers raking through his thick hair, holding him in place. Seth suckles her deep, his other hand kneading the curve of her ass.
Celestina writhes beneath him, her inner walls clenching around nothing, desperate to be filled. Seth hooks his fingers around the scrap of her panties and slowly drags them down her legs. Celestina lifts her hips to help him, her breath hitching in anticipation.
Seth positions himself at her entrance, the thick head of his cock nudging her slick folds. Celestina looks up at him through lidded eyes, her lips parted in a silent plea. Seth teases her, circling his shaft against her aching nub, smearing her juices around. Celestina whimpers, bucking her hips in encouragement.
With a low growl, Seth slams forward, burying himself to the hilt in her tight warmth. They both moan at the exquisite sensation, Celestina’s walls stretching deliciously around his girth. Seth sets a hard and fast pace, his hips snapping against hers as he drives into her again and again. Celestina meets him thrust for thrust, her nails digging into his back, urging him on.
Seth leans down, taking Celestina’s mouth in a filthy kiss as he continues his relentless bounding. He reaches between their writhing bodies, finding her sensitive nub and rubbing in tight circles. Celestina keens, her climax building rapidly at his touch. Seth increases his pace, hitting that sweet spot inside her that makes her see stars.
Celestina’s orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, her vision whiting out with pleasure. She calls out Seth’s name, her inner muscles clamping down around him like a vice. Seth curses and pistons furiously through her thighs, prolonging her bliss as he chases his own release. With a guttural groan, he buries himself deep and finds his end, spurting hot release inside her pulsing depths.
They collapse together in a tangle of sweaty limbs and lottery ticking breath, basking in the afterglow. Celestina snuggles closer, feeling Seth’s heartbeat slow under her cheek. She knows this is more than just a one-time tryst. As Seth’s personal assistant and now his lover, Celestina is ready to take this electrifying relationship to new heights.