I had been to Papa’s office multiple times, so I was familiar with it. I saw Gio sitting at his swivel chair, facing a stack of documents. I also noticed his nameplate on the center of his office table.
Gioseffo L. Locatelli, JD, MCA, MBA, LCB – CEO.
We’ve been married for a few months, but I hadn’t really thought about Gio’s educational background. MCA? Master’s in Customs Administration, right? MBA? Master’s in Business Administration. Wow, Gio has two master’s degrees! LCB? Licensed Customs Broker. And on top of it all, he’s licensed! He’s a professional! He’s not just a CEO; he also passed a board exam!
My eyes widened as I stared at one title in his name for a long time. JD? Juris Doctor? Doctor of Jurisprudence? What the… He graduated from law school too?!
“Millie, stop spacing out!” I snapped back to my senses as Gio scolded me. He motioned for me to come closer, so I walked over to him.
“Why did you call me?” I asked.
He signaled me towards his lap when he gestured for me to approach closer.
I continued walking towards Gio and leaned on his desk, taking a seat there. He promptly enclosed my legs between his own. I studied him closely, trying not to reveal how fast my heart was racing.
“You didn’t even greet me earlier. You heard the news that I’m the CEO of your company, but you didn’t congratulate me. What’s with this attitude, my wife?” His comment stirred butterflies in my stomach, and he added to the sensation by gently stroking my hand.
“So many people were around you earlier. I thought I’d congratulate you later. Also… you didn’t tell me about this.” I bit my lip repeatedly while maintaining eye contact with Gio.
“I wanted to surprise you,” he replied, thinking back to when I mentioned that our relationship was improving. This was it we were having normal conversations now, not avoiding each other like before. “Aren’t you happy for me?”
“I am!” I said with a little too much enthusiasm. Gio caressed my hand before pulling me closer to him. His hand was at my back, refusing to let me go.
“If you are, then give me a congratulatory gift.” Gio tilted his head and closed in on my lips. I instantly felt the warmth of his kiss. At first, I was taken aback, frozen in surprise, but I slowly got into it and returned each of his kisses.
The warmth spread throughout my body, and a simple kiss like this wouldn’t quench my longing for him. Gio’s hand traveled to my clothes, carefully undoing my buttons, and I reciprocated the same actions on him.
“Gio-” I began, but my call to him was interrupted when we heard a knock on his door. “Sir, this is Heidi, your secretary. Can I come in?”
My eyes widened, and I quickly assessed our position and appearance. No, definitely not! She couldn’t come in!
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“Oh my god, Gio, there’s someone outside,” I exclaimed, pushing Gio, but he didn’t let go of me. I hastily composed myself while Gio watched me in mild amusement. I looked at him, wondering why he seemed so unconcerned about someone entering his room. “Gio,” I called.
“Sir, I just need to discuss something important. Sir Enrique called for you earlier. He said it’s urgent,” Gio’s secretary interjected.
Gio squinted, and I thought he would release me, but instead, he picked me up and sat me in his office chair. Replacing his spot I raised an eyebrow, confused about his intentions. There was a mischievous glint in his eyes. He seemed to be enjoying this, for reasons I couldn’t fathom.
I attempted to stand, but he pushed me back into the seat. I was still flustered due to the constant knocking on his door by his secretary.
“Sit, Millie,” he ordered, and I pouted, feeling somewhat humiliated. Nonetheless, I sat down.
Gio pulled the chair closer and pin my arms to rest both hands on the armrests. He leaned in so close I could almost meld into the backrest.
“Do you know why I accepted this position, even though I already manage two big companies, Millie?” He asked.
I shook my head, genuinely unaware of his reasons. I hadn’t even known he would be the CEO.
“Because you wanted this company, didn’t you? You aspired to be in this very position, but you doubted yourself because of your father. So, there you have it, Mrs. CEO. This is your rightful place. Why don’t you entertain our visitor while I entertain myself, hmm?” Gio’s last sentence was cryptic. He disappeared beneath the table while I sat in his chair.
“Come in!” I shouted in my fluster when his secretary opened the door. I peered under the table but couldn’t see him properly.
His secretary entered, clearly surprised to see only me. “Hi, Ma’am Millie!” She forced a smile and scanned the room. “Where’s Sir Gio?”
“I… I’m not sure,” I stuttered, feeling Gio’s hand between my thighs.
My heart raced as I worried about what he might do. I was wearing a skirt, and it appeared Gio had some naughty plans.
“He left,” I offered as an excuse. How could I think straight with someone teasing me under the table?
Gio’s secretary appeared puzzled, and I widened my eyes when I felt my stockings being torn.
Oh, goodness, Gio!
I wanted to scream, but if I did, the woman in front of me would find out what was happening and where Gio was.
“I didn’t see him leave…” She pondered, my face turning crimson. “But I left my desk earlier, maybe he went out then. Where could he be, Ma’am?”
Gio parted my thighs, and his face was in the perfect position to reach my intimate area.
I froze in my chair, and my thoughts became a jumbled mess. I couldn’t think straight.
“Ma’am?” she repeated.
“I-I don’t know,” I stammered. As Gio touched my femininity over my panties, I jumped in my chair. I coughed to hide my reaction. “I really don’t know. He just told me to wait here,” I mumbled.
Gio’s secretary nodded in acknowledgment but still didn’t leave. In my mind, I was desperate to get her out of the room.
I gasped when Gio slid my panties to the side, and the next thing I knew, his fingers were exploring my folds.
The secretary asked, “What did you say, Ma’am?”
I couldn’t answer, I was moaning, and I couldn’t manage it properly because she was still in the room. The way I gripped the armrest, I felt like I could break it.
“Nothing, what else do you need?” I managed to ask.
Gio inserted his fingers inside me, and I almost forgot to breathe. I had to lower my head to hide my flushed face from the secretary sitting across from me, but I could see Gio under the table, watching my every reaction to his actions.
“No more, thank you. I’ll just wait for Sir Gio to return,” she peeked at me, and I looked at her, although I was on the brink of releasing a moan because Gio’s two fingers were moving in and out of me. “Are you okay? You’re flushed, Ma’am. Your face is turning red.”
“I’m fine. Please, go!” I needed her to leave because if she stayed any longer, I knew she would witness my passionate climax. I couldn’t hold back any longer.
She scratched her head before politely bidding me goodbye. Once she exited the office and closed the door, I let out a loud cry.