X-ing Over - Role Play 2 - Secret Secretary (Patreon)

Jaina tossed the folder on Derek's desk. He had not bothered looking up from his phone as she entered and even as the brown folder made a slapping sound over his other unfinished documents. She cleared her throat once. He failed to look up.
“Ahem.” Jaina made a more clear sound that finally elicited a response.

“Yo, you're still... Here? I got it, so just go do secretary stuff, alright sweetheart?” He offered in a patronizing tone.

Derek was absolutely the Director's son, that much was certain. He was tall with not as much of a heavy-set build. There was a bit more muscle. He had something more akin to an early dad bod. It was a figure that Jaina was actually able to consider as manly, and appealing on some level. He had smoothed-back hair, pale skin and dark eyes.

'All of the men in this world lack color for some reason.' She thought with a smirk. Her head ached for a second.

'Why did I say this world?' She blinked away any odd intrusive thoughts. She realized why he probably did not look up, and why he was shooing her away. Derek was assuming that she, the up-and coming young woman at the company, was his new secretary.

“Actually, Derek, you're father sent me to work with you.”

He looked surprised. Jaina was happy that he seemed to get it. “Oh...” She nodded as he remarked.
“So you're 'that' kind of secretary.” Jaina blushed deeply and held out her hand towards him. She had a flash in her mind, an image of him freezing over, just like before. It passed quickly and he was just staring at her dumbfounded.
“What?” He leaned over his desk and shook his hand.
“No need to be so formal.” He spoke with a double meaning, eyeing her smart-looking suit as he said that.

“Derek, I work here. ACTUALLY work here. I am not a secretary. I am here to help you out a little with your work.”

“Huh. A woman. Okay, I'll bite.” He grabbed at the folder and looked over it.
“Oh, this is good stuff. So I just put my name on it? Thanks!”

“No!” Jaina snapped back.
“No, you're meant to use it as a template for YOUR work.” She stated, annoyed.

“Why?”

“Because you didn't work on it.”

He leaned back and winked. “Jaina, sweetie, Proofreading MY document doesn't make you a co-author. “ She was stunned by the statement. He was so blatant that he even winked. He sounded so sure of himself, too, as if he believed it. She opened her mouth to speak but he quickly interjected before she could get a word out.
“Does it?”

“That-” She began to argue.

Derek wagged his finger. “Ah ah. Focus on the fact. Proofreading a document doesn't make someone a co-author, right?”

“Right...” She admitted.

“God you are a cute Secretary.” He remarked.

“I already told you I'm not a...” She felt strange.

“Jaina, please go proofread this.” He handed her the envelope. She took it out to her desk, at least, she sat at it, so it must have been her desk. It was in front of his office with a phone. She read the document that she knew she wrote, only when she flipped the pages she realized something.

“I'm not smart enough to write like this.” There were no mistakes. It was good work. In fact, it was so complex that she could barely comment on it at all. She stood up and timidly returned to his office.
“Derek sir, there weren't any mistakes at all. Good job.”

“Not that a ditz like you could spot them.” They both laughed.

“Hey, I'm freezing. Mind keeping my cock warm the rest of the day?” He asked casually. Jaina slipped down under his desk and pulled his massive, juicy member between her warm lips. She sucked it down to the base, grateful that she did not have to do any real work. She made a sucking sound and blinked. She was standing, drooling. Jaina shook her head.

“Wait wait... What? That wasn't right...”

“What wasn't right?” Derek looked over the folder.
“Looks fine. I guess I'll see what I can use out of this. Thanks Jaina.” He smiled, but the image of his monster cock was still fresh in her mind. It was not even real, it was an imagined monster cock in an odd scenario.
“We're working closely, right?”

“Y-yeah. I'll be back.

“Oh, sweetie?”

“Yes?” Jaina asked.

“Strip down before you enter next time.”

She felt like she was in a fever dream. “I'm... Sorry?” She was aroused and confused and annoyed, but when she asked it seemed as if nothing was said. He shrugged.

“Didn't say anything. See you tomorrow.”