Womanizer (A Standalone Novel) (A Steamy Alpha Billionaire Romance) Read Free Page B

of the young trainee’s home for a night of fun
between the sheets and everyone liked to talk about my sexual escapades. People
didn’t really know much about me, they just knew that the ladies loved me and always came back from a night
extremely satisfied.
    Trainees were often only in our area of the company for four to six
weeks, which made them the perfect young ladies for me to get to know. Their wide-eyed enthusiasm for the stock trading
business was like a drug to me and I had a hard time keeping myself under control. Typically the trainee’s were
mostly men, but every session there were at least three or four women in the
group.
    Yes, it was against policy for a midlevel broker like me to fraternize
with the young newly graduated trainees .
But the technicality of fraternizing was overlooked throughout our firm. Most
of us, both men and women, didn’t have much of a life outside of work. The pool
of available partners was often confined to the people we interacted with on a
daily basis at work; especially since we often worked from sun up to sun down.
    “When they say no, I move on. There’s always another that will say yes,”
I said to Michael. He was very happily married though and didn’t need my advice
on how to pick up women.
    “The hard to get ones are much more fun, though. They’ll give you a run for it and make life ten times more exciting .”
    “Mike, I don’t have time to play the Hard to Get game,” I laughed as I
signaled for him to get going. “I just want the girls who need a good hard
sausage and explosive orgasms.”
    One of the reasons Mike and I got along so well was that he always knew
when I was done talking and needed to work. With a simple wave of my hand, Mike
left my office and I was on to the
trading day ahead of me.
    “Natasha! I need the numbers for the day,” I hollered out as the morning
bell rang.
    Natasha rushed in with a single white piece of paper in her hand. She set
it on my desk and quickly made her way out of the office and back to her desk.
She didn’t say good morning. She didn’t ask how I was. Natasha didn’t even look
at me when she came in my office, and I loved it! She was the perfect secretary
for me.
    Most men couldn’t handle having a knockout blonde secretary like Natasha around them all the time. She was one of the most
beautiful women I had ever seen. Her model like height and slim frame made her
stand out among the other women in our office. She dressed provocatively and
always had her tits on display. Her tight skirts and big tits had once
distracted me, but soon I learned the truth; Natasha was the meanest bitch I
had ever met!
    Underneath her sexy exterior was a cold hearted woman who would stab her man in the back the second he even looked
at another woman. I once overheard her tell one of her boyfriends that she
didn’t care if he had cancer; she still wanted to break up with him. She was
stone cold.
    I loved her devilish side and kept her around purely as a reminder of how
volatile life and stocks were.
    In the stock trading business, nothing was as it appeared on the outside.
Companies that looked perfect were inevitably flawed and often more than any
company who outwardly had problems. Natasha was my daily reminder to delve
deeper into companies when I researched them, I needed to find the company
personality and not just the exterior beauty.
    Natasha ended up being the best secretary I ever had. She was honest and
straight with me. She didn’t put up with my shit. And best of all, I had no
desire to fuck her. Natasha’s ability to analyze me and call me out for my shit made her much more like a mother to me
than a lover. She knew me and she never let me slide on anything. It was an excellent match for the business world, but
horrible for my bedroom.
    In my bed, I didn’t like a woman who knew me. I didn’t want intimacy, I
wanted sex. I purposely avoided the inquisitive girls who wanted to know more
about who I was and what made me