Corporate Ties (Silken Ties Book 1) Read Free

have been from someone twice her age. An internship at Chase Morgan, she'd turned down a position there. “Speaks several languages. Doesn’t mention which ones. Had her final semester in International Affairs and Law, at Cambridge. Masters in Business from Harvard. Received two promotions in the eight months that she's been here. Unheard of.” He flipped through everything in the file, and deciding she seemed too good to be true, went through it again, this time in full-analysis mode. He swiveled to the computer and Googled her, and using the HR code pulled her credit. Her credit file showed a small mortgage on a pricy apartment in Greenwich. She must have come from money. No family listed. He dug deeper and found both parents were deceased, that she’d been raised by her mother's sister.
    So, an inheritance? Maybe. Did it matter? No, of course not, but she was so driven, why? She could have married very well, the way she looked. "God, there I go again. No one would ever say that about a man."
    The intercom buzzed. "Your three o'clock is here."
    "Thank you, Karen. In the conference room, please."
    "Yes, sir."
    He sat back in his chair. Hundreds of people worked for him. He was one of the youngest CEO's in the country, he knew about the pressure, so why was his interest piqued by this woman? Everyone would cite the obvious reasons. And he had to admit, she was amazing, but there was something more. He pushed away from his desk. This is crazy, he had a corporation to run, he needed to stop acting like an idiot and get to work.
    Instead of sending the file back to HR, he slipped it into his top drawer and headed to his meeting.
     
    At six, Olivia had nearly worked through all the files in the box. The few left could wait, she had friends to meet for a change and she was looking forward to it. She hailed a cab and hoped traffic wasn't at a standstill up ahead. She ended up walking the last two blocks to her apartment in four inch heels, which was nothing unusual.
    She greeted the long-time doorman. "Hey, Marvin, anything interesting going on?"
    "Just, you know, people moving in and out. Nothing unusual."
    "Oh yeah?"
    "Someone moving in on your floor actually. Seems really nice."
    "Well good. My friend Samantha is picking me up in about an hour. Send her right up, will you, Marvin?"
    "Of course. It'll be good to see her."
    It had been a while since Olivia had been out. Two months maybe, she thought as the elevator kicked into gear, whirring up to the fourteenth floor. She took off her shoes as she walked quickly down the hall and opened her door. Key thrown on the small table in the foyer, briefcase next to the couch, she headed to the bathroom for a nice hot shower. She tied up her long golden-brown locks and moved her head side to side inspecting her face. As the shower started to throw steam into the room, she stepped in. Pumping a palm-full of liquid soap into her hand, she lathered up her body, rinsed and with another palm of the soap, began a more leisurely exploration of her body.  Her hand worked its way down over the swell of her breasts, slowly down the curve of her belly, lingering between her legs, and over the bare slick mound of her pussy. Parting her outer lips, her middle finger swirled lightly around the swollen bud. She tipped her head back, breathing through her mouth, lips slightly parted, she let the sensations take over as the hot water cascaded around her and down her body. She, and those sexually overt beings like her, could cum almost at will, by simply contracting their highly sensitive, and well trained inner muscles. Still, it was nice to pleasure herself in the old fashioned way, and it didn't take long for the strong orgasm to build until it overtook her. She groaned and relaxed into the enjoyment of the shudders as they grabbed and released. As the last one receded, she stood braced against the shower wall, her legs momentarily weakened.
    "Oh that's much better," she panted, leaning against the