The Hot Intern (We Had Sex on My Desk)

They say you should never hire or rent to someone you're attracted to. Things just have a tendency for getting complicated. I wish I had listened to that advice.

Her name was Veronica. She was a college junior interning in my department for the summer. She was a natural beauty and I couldn't help but notice how attractive she was when she came in for her interview.

She had flawless, mahogany skin, jet black hair, an hourglass shape and this soft, whispery voice that could make grown men weak. Just imagine a younger Beyoncé dipped in chocolate and placed in the doorway of your office and you'd have an idea of what Veronica looked like. The girl was bad.

Although that rule about not hiring anyone you're attracted to kept rattling around my head, I ignored it because Veronica had an impressive resume and seemed like a perfect fit for the department. Besides, with a 10-year age difference and possible sexual harassment charges, I wasn't willing to risk my career for some PYT. I had too much to lose and enough self-control to keep my cool.

I just wasn't sure if my male co-workers did.

My office was pretty much a frat house, where the guys holla'd at anything with two legs and a pair of breasts. Veronica had both in abundance. Plus, she was cute so I gave her the same warning I gave any young woman that joined my department.

"The guys here are vultures and will probably try to push up on you," I began. "Be polite but I don't want to step out my office and see a swarm of dudes around your desk. What you do on your own time is on you, but when you’re here you're here to work."

"No problem," Veronica nodded.

"Cool so I'll see you on Monday at around 10:30am."

"Okay, thanks, Mr. Johnson."

"We're pretty informal here, you call me James."

"Okay, James," she smiled.

My assistant Lisa walked Veronica to the front desk and I went back to work.

Monday came and I was one of the first people in the office. My door often stayed closed due to the amount of noise in the hallway, especially at the beginning of the work week when all the women would gather around a nearby cubicle to talk about this new show on HBO called Sex in the City.

I was going through my emails and surfing the Net when I heard a knock on my door.

"It's open," I yelled out, peeking my head around my monitor.

Veronica opened the door and smiled. She stepped in, closing the door behind her, and took a seat on my industry-standard black sofa.

"Good morning, James," she said, in that sweet cadence of hers. "Is there anything you need me to do?"

"Uhm, actually, I don't think so for right now," I replied. "Is Lisa at her desk?"

"I think so, I just came straight to your office."

"Okay, well, she’ll be your direct supervisor so just check with her for now. I'm still getting settled but I'm sure I'll have something for you to do later on."

"No problem."

As Veronica got up and turned to leave, I was momentarily distracted by her perfectly plump ass, which protruded from the small of her back.

“Do you want the door open or closed,” Veronica said, bringing me back to reality.

“Oh, you can close it behind you,” I responded, nervously, hoping she didn’t catch me staring at her. “Thanks.”

Over the course of the summer months, Veronica would routinely check in every morning to see if I needed anything. Like clockwork she would walk in, close the door behind her and sit down on my black leather couch. I’d occasionally give her busy work like making copies, sending a fax or calculating my expenses, but for the most part she worked with Lisa. Our interactions were limited to simple greetings and brief conversations at the water cooler.

As the summer drew to a close so did Veronica’s internship. Her last day was a warm Friday in August. Since Lisa had taken the day off for a family reunion, Veronica had to work directly under me. Normally I didn’t have much of a workload to delegate to her, but I had snagged a last minute interview the day prior that needed to be transcribed ASAP so that was Veronica’s final project.

“I know it’s your last day and all, but I really need this done before you go,” I said. “It’s just a half hour interview so it shouldn’t take you that long. Once that’s done you’re free to go.”

“Okay, I’ll get started on it right away, James.”

Being that it was a summer Friday, the office started to clear out around 1pm but I was a workhorse and normally didn’t leave until about 5pm on my “early” days. It was a little past 3 o’clock when Veronica knocked on my door.

“Okay, I’m finished,” she said, handing me my recorder and headphones, and closing the door behind her as usual. “I just emailed you the file. Did you get it?”

“Hold on, let me check,” I said, before scrolling through my inbox. “Okay, yeah, there it is. Thank you, Veronica.”

“No problem,” she smiled. “Well, unless you need anything else I guess this is it. I really want to thank you for the opportunity.”

“Oh, it’s no problem at all. You can definitely use me for a reference or reach out for any leads on jobs when you graduate next year.”

I rose from my desk to give Veronica a hug goodbye. As I was letting go of our embrace, I felt her hands linger a little bit longer across my back. The next thing I know she leaned in and kissed me.

My mind wanted to say no, but my tongue said yes. As her strawberry-coated lip glossed lips worked their magic on me I could feel my dick hardening in my boxers. I was caught up in the moment and kissed her back.

Then, I snapped out of it.

“Wait, wait, what are you doing,” I protested, pulling away from her embrace.

“Exactly what I’ve wanted to do all summer,” she said, looking directly up into my eyes. “I know you do to ’cause I’ve seen the way you look at me. The way you stare at my ass every time I leave your office.”

“Wh-what?”

I was speechless. I had no idea she had caught me.

Veronica took my hands and placed them on the small of her waist. She leaned into my right ear and whispered, “Squeeze my ass, James, I know you want to.”

That only made me harder and my dick hiccupped as another surge of testosterone rushed through my veins.

She was right. I took hold of two healthy scoops of booty and was in heaven. In that moment Veronica and I switched roles. I was no longer the boss; she was in complete and total control.

Veronica pushed me back into my chair and dropped down to her knees. Slowly, she undid my belt buckle and unzipped my fly, looking me in my eye and biting down on her bottom lip the entire time.

Her right hand eased into my pants and she pulled my dick out through the hole in my boxers. She licked the palm of her left hand and rubbed it gently across the head of my dick in a circular motion.

I flinched.

Once she was done toying with me, Veronica took hold of me with both hands and devoured me whole. As she took me in and out of her mouth again and again, I was in euphoria. Despite being just 21, she handled my dick like a pro. Sucking with just enough force and paying ample attention to my balls. The persistent sound of her suckling on me drove me wild.

Finally, I lifted Veronica to her feet so I could have my way with her.

I kissed her immediately. Deeply. My own fluids had replaced sweet taste of her lip gloss and I didn’t even care. Nothing was going to stop me from having this young, firm woman throbbing for me.

I worked my right hand up her thigh and under her mini skirt. To my surprise, she wasn’t wearing any underwear. There was nothing stopping my fingers from dipping into her warm cavern. Slowly, I eased my middle finger inside her.

She was tight.

Each inch deeper I dove she moaned. I took my time loosening up her walls so I could add a second finger and eventually a third. Her juices began to flow down my hand and past my wrist. Clearly she was wet enough for me to enter, but I wasn’t ready yet.

I raised my hand to my lips and licked every drop of her off my fingers, my palm and my wrist until there was nothing left. She watched with glee as I worked my tongue across my own flesh. No words were exchanged but she knew what was next.

Tired of tasting secondhand pussy juices, I wanted to go directly to the source. Pressing Veronica up against the wall behind her, I bowed down before her and planted my face under her skirt. My tongue twirled around her slippery clit and in and out her moist pussy at will. I made her knees buckle at least three times before releasing my lock-jawed grip on her.

As soon as I got to my feet Veronica pounced on my face licking and sucking her pussy juices out of my beard. She slowly unbuttoned my shirt and helped lift my wifebeater over my shoulders. I did the same with her baby tee and bra, revealing a pair of perky breasts just longing to be suckled.

Our fondling and foreplay continued for the next 15 minutes until my rock hard dick was just begging to be encased by her walls. I reached for my secret stash of condoms in the top drawer of my desk in case of emergencies and pulled out a rubber. Once in place, I tossed the pile of papers and folders on my desk onto the floor and replaced them with Veronica.

Bent over the edge of my desk, Veronica braced herself with her hands and elbows as I finally slid inside of her. I wrapped my full hands around her small waist and slowly worked my way deeper. With each thrust I could feel her muscles contracting around me, becoming more familiar with the curve of my manhood.

Her perfectly plump ass that I had watched walk out of my office countless times over the summer was finally mine for the taking. As my pace quickened, I gripped her tighter and became hypnotized by the repetitive bounce of her ass against my stomach.

Looking back at me seductively, Veronica moaned, “Spank me.”

I did with no question. She asked for more and I delivered. Finally, she begged, “Let me ride you.”

I grabbed Veronica by her hair and lifted her upright. Still maintaining my position between her walls. I puller her head back and bit down on her exposed neck. Just hard enough to let her know who was in charge.

I turned Veronica around so she could face me and hoisted her into the air. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around me and I found myself inside of her once again.

Bracing myself against the wall while keeping a firm grip on her ass, I lifted Veronica up and down on my cock. She locked her fingers around my neck and I shifted her knees to my shoulder so I could get even deeper. It wasn’t long before she came for the first time.

We shifted to the couch, where Veronica placed me on my back and took control. Having already reached her climax she was ready for me to join her in ecstasy. She rode me like a woman possessed, jockeying for a better position(s) on my dick.

Witnessing her bouncing C cups drove me wild but I held on to my nut until the absolute last moment. I wanted to extend our pleasure for as long as possible. It was mind over matter, but this pretty young thing with the tightest pussy I had experienced in years was getting the better of me.

Once she turned around and got into the reverse cowgirl position I was helpless. Gyrating her hips to her own rhythm, Veronica was my master and whipped me into submission. As I felt my orgasm coming on, I synchronized my movements with her own and grasped her waist even tighter until I… exploded.

Fully aware of my sensitivity, Veronica slowed her pace, milking ever drop of cum out of my throbbing dick. By time she was done with me I was glued to the black leather couch and barely able to move, but Veronica was a woman on a mission.

It wasn’t long before she had peeled off the condom and began working her tongue across my soaked shaft. She licked every drop of cum off of me before requesting a second round, which I willingly obliged.

Veronica got back on top of me and by time she got off, I had gotten off again. I glanced over at the clock on my wall and it read 5pm. I laughed to myself.

"What's wrong," Veronica asked.

"Nothing, it just never fails," I replied. "No matter how much work I got done I just never seemed to get out of this office on time."

Fin!

Have you ever been attracted to someone older than you? What about younger? Did you ever act on those feelings? If so, what happened? Would you have sex with a supervisor or subordinate? Why or why not? Have you ever had sex in your office or fantasized about it? Would you do something like that with someone you’re dating? Are you happy with the return of Wet Wednesdays?

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BONUS:
A real-life “Veronica”