Bent Over By My White Boss Bundle

By Aaliyah Jackson

In this explicit bundle of stories, white bosses give into their deepest desires and ravage their African American employees right in the middle of the office, even if it means risking their entire career. This black woman, white man collection is hand picked from the most salacious catalogs.

Knocked Up By My White Billionaire Boss

I’ll always remember the way he looked at me when I first walked into his office. The way his eyes lingered on my body, undressing me mentally as he smiled that cocky grin of his. I should have known right then and there that he was going to try something, but foolishly I didn’t think twice about it. I was a beautiful woman after all, and was used to people staring at me like a sex object. Normally I would never give them the time of day though, which is why I was shocked at how fast I fell for Mr. Rockefeller. He was young, handsome, and incredibly rich, capable of getting any women he desired. For some reason, he wanted me. Not just as a girlfriend or a quick fuck, but he wanted to own me completely. It was only when he summoned me up to his office after work that I truly discovered just how far he was willing to go to control me.

My Secret White Baby

Nikki's boyfriend Jordan is taking her for granted in a real way - she's lucky if she can get a word out of him, let alone some love and affection. So when her girl comes to visit, why shouldn't she hit up the club? Her innocent intentions don't mean much when Jake, the owner of the club, spots her on the dance-floor and decides he likes what he sees. Nikki has no plans to cheat, that is, until she gets a text from her friend with a picture of Jordan getting into some ho's car. A night of drunken, unprotected passion in the VIP is just the start for Nikki though, when a few weeks later she takes a pregnancy test only to find out that's pregnant with Jake's baby!

Sleeping With My White Boss

Curvy, black and independent: Kisha definitely isn't the average woman working for the high fashion icon Mark Nobles, and she's reminded every day by the sideways glances and hateful glares of the skinny skanks she works with. The only good part of her job is when Mark's around, since his dominating and powerful presence leaves no room for any trifling attitudes so she can focus on her work. When Mark sets his eyes on her though, the last thing on his mind is work. He likes his woman thick, smart and with chocolate skin, and he's the type of man to get exactly what he wants. When he calls Kisha into his office it's for one reason and one reason only, and Kisha can't help but give in as he pushes her to her absolute limit right then and there in the middle of the work day - without a condom.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Erotic Bundles
• Release date: Oct 7, 2019

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Jackson

Knocked Up By My White Billionaire Boss

Aaliyah Jackson

Desiree!

I quickly looked up from my desk, where I had been absentmindedly reading through some reports. It was my manager, Dave.

Mr. Rockefeller requests that you go to his office at 7pm tonight, no earlier and no later. Any idea what he could want?

I knew exactly what he wanted, but I tried to play dumb.

No, I have no idea.

Well, it’s just that you guys seem to be spending a lot of time together lately, I don’t see why he would need to have so many discussions with you when you’re just one of his many employees... have you been annoying him?

I wanted to laugh. Annoy him? He was the one constantly calling me into his office and trying to seduce me. He would have me sit down across the desk from him as he asked me inappropriate questions about my sex life, prying deeper and deeper until I would finally tell him to back off. He had gotten me to admit some embarrassing things about my past, and seemed to have a way of getting under my skin in a way nobody else ever has.

I remembered the way he had talked to me the last time I was in his office, leaning back in his chair as he stared down at me, lording his position over me... He could fire or promote anyone in the company, and he knew he had complete control as soon as he walked into the building. He had asked me what panties I was wearing, and informed me that if I didn’t tell him I would have to find new employment. Thankfully my skin is too dark for him to see how hard I was blushing, as I described my black lace panties to him. The worst part was, as I sat there in front of him I was desperately wet, almost wishing he would walk over and have his way with me right then and there...

I asked you a question.

I quickly snapped out of my thoughts and responded.

Of course I haven’t, now if you’ll excuse me I have some work to do.

Dave raised his eyebrows, but thankfully he walked away without another comment. I was so worked up I wasn’t even sure what emotion I was feeling anymore. I was stressed, broke, humiliated, and desperately horny. It was almost six months since I had broken up with my boyfriend, and I wasn’t the type of girl to have a one night stand.

I tried to push the thought of Mr. Rockefeller out of my mind and bury myself in my work, but it was pointless. He was all I could think about, and I’m sure he knew it.

The day went agonizingly slow, but eventually the clock struck 7pm. Everyone had left the office an hour earlier, and sitting at my desk in complete silence was almost eerie. I stood up, smoothed out my work skirt, and headed towards the elevator. I hit the button for the top floor and tried to breathe in deeply to calm myself down. I reached the top floor, and stepped outside apprehensively.

His office took up an entire level, and since there were several meeting rooms I wasn’t sure which one he wanted me to go to. I pulled out my phone to check the time. 7:01. Mr. Rockefeller didn’t tolerate lateness.

I quickly picked up my pace, stumbling slightly in my high heels as I walked from room to room, wondering where he was. Just as I was beginning to wonder if he even remembered we were supposed to meet, I heard a familiar voice from behind me.

Desiree, I see you’ve decided to grace me with your presence today, although you’re several minutes late.

I felt like a naughty schoolgirl getting a talking to from the principal.

I’m sorry Sir, it won’t happen again.

I should hope so. Now follow me, there’s something very important I need to discuss with you.

He flashed a grin before turning around and walking down the hallway towards the corner office. I quickly followed him, and as he sat down at his desk I looked around in confusion.

Where am I going to sit, Sir?

He laughed.

You won’t be sitting during this meeting, Desiree. I have a proposal for you, one that I want you to consider very carefully.

My heart rate picked up, and my mouth felt dry. I nervously shifted from one foot to the other, wondering what the hell was going on.

What proposal, Sir?

It’s no secret that I want to be with you, I’ve made that very clear. I know I’m your boss and it’s wrong, but hell what’s the point of being a billionaire if you can’t bend the rules?

The casual way he was talking about it, as if he could just decide to fuck me and I would just go along with it, was insulting.

What makes you think I want to be with you?

He raised his eyebrows and leaned back in his chair.

Well, for one, if you and I don’t get along you won’t have a job anymore.

I felt anger well up inside me, partly because he was taking advantage of me, and partly because I kind of liked it and I hated to admit it to myself. I could handle him being sexist, but I couldn’t handle being treated like just another whore.

Well I’m sorry to disappoint, but I’m not interested. I’m sure you could get any girl you want, so why are you fucking around with me for?

It felt good to swear at him, after always having to act so polite. I was feeling reckless, and even I didn’t know what I was going to do next.

He ran his fingers through his hair