The Boss' Forbidden Touch

My husband's away, and I'm struggling with postpartum issues when my male boss shows up for a work meeting.

I had no choice but to ask him for help…

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Flushing with embarrassment due to my postpartum condition, I asked my boss for assistance.

He looked surprised.

"Your husband left you alone at home like this?"

His question made me deeply uncomfortable.

If my husband hadn’t been away on business, I wouldn’t be home alone caring for our child.

I never would have made such an awkward request. What’s worse…

My name is Ava Sullivan. I’m a sensual, married young woman. A year after marrying, my husband and I welcomed our baby.

Because my husband is often busy, I’m left to care for our child alone.

Fortunately, I work for a company that specializes in developing adult toys for women. They’re very understanding of new mothers and allow me to work from home.

But today, my boss was scheduled to come over to discuss a new product. And, of course, my husband happened to be away.

I was running around, completely overwhelmed, just trying to get the baby to sleep before my boss arrived.

The more I rushed, the more things went wrong.

I developed engorgement and clogged milk ducts!

A dense, throbbing pain spread through my chest. I needed someone to help relieve the pressure.

But the baby was asleep, my husband wasn’t home, and I couldn’t even manage to get dressed properly.

Every time I tried to fasten my bra, the pain made me gasp.

Just then, there was a sharp knock at the door. My boss had arrived!

With no other option, I threw on a robe and opened the door.

There he stood in a crisp suit. Christopher Roscente tilted his head slightly, his captivating eyes studying me with an amused glint.

He was tall, handsome, and had an excellent physique. But his greatest quality was his warm, kind personality.

He was the kind of man single women dreamed about.

And yet, here he was, about to discuss new adult toys with me, a married woman.

I invited him in, ready to start our meeting.

But his gaze kept drifting over me. His fair cheeks were slightly flushed, and he seemed to be holding something back.

Following his line of sight, I glanced down and gasped aloud.