Interns (closed)

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Mr Morgan had briefly scanned through the file. It was anotherbottom line charity case. His firm accepted nothing but the best, becaus it was the best. Yet somehow his wife had convinced him to leave one slot open for the least likely candidate. He had agreed but reserved the right to nterview adn deny them. He was willing to take ten mintutes out of a day twice a year to keep his wife quiet

She had done well, but she had not done markedly well. That he was even giving her this shot should be enough to let her know, she probably new she didn't have a chance in hell. Then he put the folder down, leaned back in his plush antique leather desk chair. He slid his fingers through his dark black hair, his hands coming together behind his head as he leaned back, the shirt stretching taught over his well maintained frame. In this business people turn to several directions to deal with stress. Lance Morgan had turned to the gym.

He spun around slowly, his eyes dancing over the city before him as he turned, whn he came back to his desk he leaned forward adn buzzed the secretary

"Alice have my assistant Marcus meet me with coffee down in the small board room" he told her, then he stood up, sretched his musclar 6'2 frame, pulled on his black armani coat an headed down to the small board room

He opened the door without knocking, his eyes quickly finding the tall blond girl as she stood next to teh windows looking out over the view. The sound of him coming in had caught her attention adn he locked eyes with hers. His cool icy blue meeting her glimmering emeralds

"Heloo I am Mr Morgan" he said as he reached out a hand

 

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"Good morning, Mister Morgan," she said, smiling, not feeling nearly as confident as she acted. She knew the internship was a longshot, but she was here, meeting with the head of the firm. That meant there had to be a chance, so she had put on her most professional suit, done her blonde hair up in a neat ponytail, and psyched herself up to do whatever was necessary to get the job.

She was 23, in her first year of law school, and this internship could change everything. She stood 5'6" in her 4" heels, was blonde and curvy, with round double D breasts and a nervous giggle that made people see an airhead blonde instead of an ambitious, intelligent young woman bent on making her way in the world.

It no longer frustrated her that people underestimated her, though. Now she simply took advantage of it. Whatever gave her an edge. Which was why she had worn a blouse under the suit that was just a tiny bit sheer in the sunlight, her lacy black bra lifting her big breasts up like offerings to the powerful partners of the firm.

"I'm Alison Warren." She offered her hand. "Thank you so much for this opportunity."

 

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"Well it's nice to meet you Allison" he responded as he took her small delicate hand in his large strong hand. His eyes dipped over the suit she was wearing, all perfectly respectable

"Why don't you have a seat at the table" he said as he gestured for her to sit across from him

Lance took a seat and placed his hands flat on the table as he eyes the cute blond

"Now I am sure you realize just how demanding this firm is, and as an intern it will be even more demanding" he told her frankly. Just then the door opened and a skinny average looking guy in his late twenties with short brown hair, green eyes, and glasses entered te room with a tray of coffee.

Lance gestured for him to stand aside after he set the coffee tray out in the table

"From the most mundane tasks to things you might do more than hesitate or shy away from. After all, we both know there are students beating down the door to be an intern here and you don't have the typical marks or background for our interns"

Then his eyes slowly wandered down from hers, over te suit and the way the coat hung over her full chest

"Be a dear and pour me some coffee, and tell me why you deserve tho post" he asked as he leaned back into his seat, his eyes wandering over her openly now as if taking stock of a piece of meat

 

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She sat at the table and listened to him, a vague smile turning up the corners of her mouth as he gave his speech. She heard him, but was paying more attention to what he was telling her with his eyes than with his words. He maintained eye contact until his assistant arrived, but then his eyes were all over her. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to be distracted by the skinny young man, or if he just didn't give a shit, but she knew what he was interested in at least.

She stood up and walked to the sideboard where his flunky had set the tray, giving him a chance to check out her round ass under the short skirt of her suit. She poured him a cup of coffee, and then looked back over her shoulder.

"Cream and sugar?" she asked.

When she had finished, she brought the cup to him and set it down, standing beside him, her breasts at an even level with his eyes.

"You wouldn't be talking to me if grades were all you cared about, because I don't have them," she said. "So you must be looking for someone who has qualities that aren't reflected by straight As. You want someone who needs this enough to be loyal, and who wants it enough to do whatever it takes. You want me. I know what this internship offers in terms of experience and contacts and I know what a good recommendation from this firm means. I'm going to make sure this opportunity doesn't go to waste, because I'm not going to get another chance like this."

 

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He smiled as she walked over to the coffee tray. Her plump ass wiggling ever so delightfully in he shirt snug skirt

"Just one sugar" h said as she looked back over her shoulder at him

The she brought him his coffee and as she spoke he listened

"Good" he said with a no as he turned in his chair liking up at her as he spoke

"The file you attached on your application had you picture and I am very pleased to see you are just as beautiful as it suggested" then his eyes slid down her face an over we body

"And judging from your suits snug fit you have some other impressive attributes" he said as he looked back up at her

"Because your right. You don't deserve this. But law isn't all books an arguing. Tere is far more to running a law firm. And because you were chosen for different reasons you will have different requirements. Don't mistake me. You will still spend hours in the stacks looking up old case files and all of the glorious grunt work we save for interns, but nice and beyond that you will gain an education into the business side if law"

He told her as he looked her over again

"You'll do anything then?" He asked with a smile as his eyes returned to hers. He could see the determined look and decided to test her

"Why don't you take that suit coat off and let me get a better look at you" he told her as he leaned back in his chair, ready to start pushing Allison, I was time to see how much she would take, at least on her first day, he thought as his cool blue eyes lingered on her emeralds

 

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She nodded, blushing as she unbuttoned her jacket. She had expected to tease him a bit, but she hadn't planned on him ordering her to. She slid the jacket off her shoulder and glanced down. The blouse was cut low to display a deep valley of her cleavage, and sheer enough that her lacy black bra could be plainly seen. She made herself smile, and gave a slow turn.

"I hope everything looks satisfactory, Mr. Morgan," she said, a little breathless. She knew he was eyeing her like a piece of meat, but that was OK. If she got the internship, that would make it OK, at least. "Like I said, I'll do what it takes."

So she would be hired as eye candy. That was a given. She had long since accepted that men would hire her for her looks, and that she would be shooting herself in the foot if she objected to their objectification. It gave her an advantage, and every little bit helped. She would be hired for her big tits, but they would soon see that she could do the job.

 

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He smiled as he watched her undo the buttons of her jacket. She took it off and he could see her low cut blouse framing a swell of cleavage that looked delightfully soft and supple. The sheer material mad the lacy countries of the bra visible, accentuating just how
Much flesh was restrained by her bra

She slowly turned, letting him take in the profile of her full swelling breasts on her chest, balanced by the sweeping curve of her ass as her skirt snugly held that swell

"Yes it is Alloson. Don't you think so Marcus" MR Morgan suddenly asked his aid. His aid was an excellent worker and beyond intelligent. Marcus was typically Lance's ace up his sleeve in the brains department. And now Allisn would be the other ace. The distraction. The delight. The attraction. The flame that brought the moths in close

"Well Marcus" he asked again


Marcus was average in almost all respects. Average height,5'7. Late twenties, slightly out if shape with average brown hair cut short. He was the kind if guy you could forget you saw. But he was always watching, and the johns behind those eyes took in everything.

He took in Allison's golden hair, her bright green eyes in her cherubic shaped face. Her full curves. Her sweet smile. The lack of any sweat. Her only slightly faster breathing. She had expected this. She was a realist. There was enough of a change in her breathing that he could tell she was nervous, but not enough to suggest that she was concerned. She accepted some part if this and wanted it to go well

"I think she is....going to do well here if she can handle the work load. Long nights an early mornings" Marcus said as he dropped his eyes. He had been watching her breath, but that meant watching her full breasts swelling, her cleavage lofting and stretching against the buttons of her blouse



Mr Morgan was sharp too and he wanted to give his little need a reward, and hav a tool for himself. A two for

"Well Ms Allison of Marcus likes you then I think your gonna do fine. However you need to understand thoroughly just what might be expected if you. Just what this job is going to require of you beyond the curriculums you have learned in school" he ado with a smile as he let his eyes wander over her heaving chest again

"And either you understand that and you have the position. Or you don't," he told her simply. Inferring to the way she might be used and mistreated. But not stated explicitly. He motioned for her to lean close to him. His eyes fixing on her cleavage as she complied, watching it heave against her blouse with dangerous force. The he whispered in her ear

"I want to see you give Marcus a hard on without touching him, and without letting him realize that's your intention. Let's see just how casually you can distract someone. And since it's a closed room you can be......forward. He is a bit shy"

Then he turned towards Marcus

"Alright Marcus. Your turn. You interview her" he said as he gestured him to come over and stand beside her.


Marcus began asking her some of the basic law aid questions that were typical for getting a baseline understanding of a new recruit as he stepped over.

 

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She blushed as she understood what it was that he was asking her to do, but she nodded her head. It wasn't like she had never used her body to get what she wanted before, but it was strange to be ordered to do it. She sat down opposite Marcus and gave him a pretty smile. She kept her back arched, and her shoulders back, pushing her breasts out so they strained against her blouse. Then she crossed her legs slowly, giving him a glimpse up her skirt, just a little wink of her lacy black thong.

As she answered his questions, she leaned forward, exposing a huge amount of cleavage, and picked up a pen. She shifted her hips on the sofa, getting comfortable, but making sure that her skirt rode up a little higher. She watched his face, looking for a reaction, and giggled when he faltered over his words. She licked her lips, and then tapped the back of the pen against them.

Almost absent-mindedly, she let her hand slip down and undo a button on her blouse. Her breasts nearly spilled out, still held up and in by the lacy cups of her bra but no longer constrained by her blouse.

 

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They each took there seats and Marcus began to fire away, knowing that Mr Morgan was likely interested in the answers she gave, but not the tedium of rattling off the questions

It soon became difficult for Marcus to pay attention to her answers, he was getting distracted.

At first he was aware Of her beauty, obviously, but as his questions continued he noticed just how full her breasts were, the blouse stretched taught over her swelling bosom. Then she adjusted hersel in her seat. The first time he could sware he saw a glimpse I her panties. And as she became more comfortable her skirt seemed to slide up her thighs, exposing slender milky legs that looked entirely too delicious.

His speaking began to falter a little as she leaned forward, a deep full line if cleavage becoming insanely apparent as she responded to his questions.

Then he began to lose it. His mind going blank for a second as his cock throbbed. He couldn't believe it at first. She had lifted her pen to her lips as if in thought, then in a way that seemed almost subconscious her hand had risen to her blouse. He had expected maybe she would absentmindenly toy with the button. But it had popped loose, and she hadn't batted an eye

The tops of her breasts billowed free, he could see the lace of the bra peaking out from under the blouse as her full round chest swelled up and together. He swallowed hard, his eyes unable to move. Just then he realized she had stopped speaking. I hadn't heard her answer

"Umm.....yes, good. And what would you do if you couldn't find a needed file?" He asked, only afterward realizing he had asked that question earlier





Lance smiled as Marcus faltered, his eyes flipping back and forth from Allison's face to er body

Then she let a button slip, and even Lance had a hard time looking away from that swell of delicious cleavage. His own cock twitching in his pants. He couldn't help but wonder now just how far she would go. I he could find an aid that would lottery do anything, well as gorgeous as she was, he could drum up so new clients, and even persuade a few lawyers from another law firm to jump ship. This could be a very good summer!

He glance back over at Marcus, still no tent in his pants. But by the way he was messing up the interview he knew it probably wouldn't take much more. He sat back, waiting to see his new assets next trick. That button coming free had been very casual. What else could she pretend to let slip?

 

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"If I couldn't find the needed file?" she asked, glancing down at the assistant's lap. Despite his staring at her and babbling, she wasn't seeing any signs of an erection. She'd just have to try something else, she thought. "I guess I'd have to look for it."

She glanced at the older man uncertainly as she stood up. He was clearly pulling the strings, but she wasn't sure whether he was using her to tease his assistant, or whether he was trying to see how far she'd go to get the internship. She hesitated a moment, unsure herself, but then she thought of the rewards. She walked to the file cabinet and bent down, opening the lowest drawer. She could feel her skirt riding up over her hips, her asscheeks bared. The mound of her puss pushed out, barely covered by her lacy black thong.

She stayed that way for a few seconds, her heart racing, getting lightheaded, and then she stood up. She blushed and turned to face them, straightening out her skirt and smiling as bravely as she could at the younger man.

"Did I find it, or should I keep looking?"

 

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Marcus smiled once he realize what she was doing. He though it was cute that she would re-enact digging for a file. But that soon changed

Her delightful round ass swayed as she strode to the file cabinet, but then as she leaned down to get in the bottom drawer her skirt rose higher and higher, at first it exposed a delicious length if well shaped thigh, ten it kept going.

Her skirt stopped halfway up her ass. Her plump cheeks were fully exposed, her thighs framing the sweet mound of her pantie clad pussy

Marcus swallowed hard as his cock throbbed in his pants. He had never wanted someone to be unable to find a file more in his life.

But soon te show was over an she stood back up. Her face was a little flushed and her blouse seemed to have been worked down a little lower. More of her bra was exposed now

Her question caught Marcus off guard, but before he could say anything.

"Let's say you cannot find the file in any if the places you know to look. What would you do next?" Mr Morgan interjected before Marcus could make a response



Lance had enjoyed the show she had been putting on this far. Extremely confident, only slightly hesitant. But so far it had just been about peaks and slips. Now she was in a tougher spot. Now she would have to show him how she could approach an individual. Would she maintain this high level of distraction? Would she elevate it? Would she back down?

And honestly, how much longer until Marcus could no longer hide his erection. Of course the angle MR Morgan had did not allow him to tell. But he knew that where she stood she would know instantly how much of an effect she was having on him.

 

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She frowned for a moment, thinking. What was it that they wanted? Mr. Morgan wanted her to give his assistant a hard-on without touching him. The assistant was staring at her, almost in a panic. There was a tent showing in his pants, but apparently his boss hadn't noticed. Or maybe he just wanted to see how far she'd take this little game. She'd already shown herself willing to use her body to tease, but she hadn't really exposed herself to the two men. Just her underwear.

She walked slowly towards Marcus, her head down, breasts out, lips pouting. She was trembling, dizzy with humiliation as she wondered if this was worth it. The internship was an opportunity to make contacts, but it was a lot of grinding, tedious, miserable work with no compensation other than the chance to meet powerful people, and the possibility of a good recommendation at the end.

"I'm sorry, Marcus," she said, looking the younger man in the eye with her big blue eyes open wide. "I can't seem to find that file anywhere." She took a deep breath. She had come this far, she thought. She reached up, casually, and gave a little shrug, working her shoulder out from her bra strap and the blouse. She felt her breast slip, a nipple just brushing the lace edge of her bra. She leaned forward enough to let it peek out.

"I hope it wasn't too important."

 

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Marcus goin himself growing a little nervous with the way she began to walk toward him. Then there was a sultry tone in her voice as she apologized

Marcus had not expected what came next. In a deft seemingly casual move, the full swell of one breast was almost completely revealed. The scoop o her bra plainly visible as she leaned close. Then he swallowed hard as his cock throbbed, achingly hard, when he noticed her nipple peeking free of her bra

"Umm.......uhhhh.... Yeah. Um ok" he slowly stammered out, his eyes far from meeting hers as he gazed at the swell of cleavage pressing hard against her compromised top, and ogling the exposed nipple



Mr Morgan smiled at her. She was gonna be perfect. She would help him get several contracts signed. But he wondered how far she would go

"Thank you Marcus. That will be all for you" he suddenly broke in. Half regretting not letting his favorite aid get a little bit more of a show. But he still had a lot to do and the next part of her interview would be something that required privacy.


Marcus jerked his eyes away as Mr Morgan told him to go. He very quickly, te politely slipped out if his chair. His hands hanging in front of the tent he was hiding
The door closed quietly behind him as Lance looked back at the blond, her breast still exposed, but her nipple had slipped back into her bra

"Very good" he said with a smile as she looked over at him

"But I need to know how far you will go"

 

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She watches the assistant walk out, standing there with one of her breasts exposed, seeing him nearly walk into the door because he can't take his eyes off of her. Then she looked at Mister Morgan, watching her and smiling. She lifted her arm, pulling the cup of her bra up so it covered her nipple again.

"I'd go a lot farther if I had an internship," she said. "After all, I'm negotiating with you, but I'd like to be negotiating for you. And you wouldn't want me to give everything away without getting anything in return, would you?" She walked towards him as she spoke, trying to gauge his reaction. She reached down, hiking her skirt up to her hips, and slid into his lap, straddling him.

"I think I could be very persuasive on your behalf."

 

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He watched her as she strode his way. Her body calling to his as he felt himself grow a little aroused at the sight

She casually drew up her skirt and then slid into his lap

"Very good. You are negotiating" he told her with a smile as his eyes slid back down to her chest

"So then. Let's say your internship is on the line. You have impressed my assistant quite well. And now you need to impress me" he said as he looked into her eyes.

 

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Slowly, she began to rock in his lap, her hips grinding in circles, the soft meat of her ass pressing down.

"You won't regret giving me the internship," she said. "But I think you know that already."

She reached up, slipping both straps of her bra off her shoulders. She opened another button on her blouse and then lifted her breasts out, softly squeezing them.

 

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His body began to throb as the gorgeous blond began to shift her hips in his lap. The plump soft flesh of her ass resting against his thighs as she moved against him. His member beginning to throb to life at the serious tone in her voice

Then she slipped her arm out of her bra and then she undid another button of her blouse. Her hands dipping into her bra and presenting him with two delightful orbs of flesh. That filled her small hands.

"I will admit I had only hoped you would be as....deft as you seem to be and I can't complain about your cinviction" he said as his eyes returned to hers

" now I just need to know about your skill sets" he told her with a smile

"You are deftly aware of what to display, when and how. As Marcus was proof to earlier. Now I want to see what you do with it" he told her as he let hi hands slide up from the arm if the chair to slip underneath her skirt and gently squeeze the plump silky flesh that filled his hands

 

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As his hands gripped her asscheeks, Ali bit her lip. She kept rocking her hips, pressing herself down in his lap, and she rested her hands on his shoulders, balancing herself. Part of her was disgusted. Morgan wasn't a particularly attractive man, and he was as slimy as they come. He hadn't just wanted to use her for his own needs, which would have been degrading enough, but he had used her to tease his assistant. She could hardly stand the thought of his touch, but at the same time, she was incredibly turned on. As strange as it was, she was actually excited to be in this position, using her body to get what she wanted.

Still, she wasn't here to get laid. There was more at stake here then just sex and pleasure. This was her future, and it was a fine line she had to walk. She leaned against him, pressing her breasts against his chest and nuzzling against his neck.

"I don't think you'll be disappointed," she whispered. "But if there's nothing in it for me but a maybe, you'll just have to wonder."

 

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He felt her breasts press against his chest as she leaned close. Her soft lips slid against his neck as she spoke

"Very good. I'm glad to see that you close before you pay" he said in a voice that was growing thick with lust. This young delightful woman was indeed adept. Her hips had not stopped rocking and his cock had become stiff, almost uncomfortable where it was trapped in his pants.

"The internship is yours " he told her in a gruff voice as his hands gripped her ass. Then they slid around, along her stomach and up to her breasts. He gently pushed her back as his hands groped at her chest. Te firm full pillows spilled out around his big hands, her hard nipples pressed against his palms

"If you can make me cum in ten minutes, I'll even through in a weekly pay of a thousand dollars. That is of course with a perfect understanding of your duties here" the last he accentuated by catching her nipples in his fingers and giving them a soft pinch

"Deal?"

 

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She whimpered as he pinched her nipple, nodding her head. What the hell was wrong with her? She should be horrified at the way this man was treating her, not horny. A thousand a week would mean she could get her own place, not have to worry about her parents pestering her with a thousand questions. It would mean having a little cash for extras. It would also mean that she was a whore, but did it really matter? She was going to fuck him to close the deal anyway. Adding cash didn't change anything, except what she got out of the deal.

She reached down, tugging his belt open and almost ripping his pants in her hurry to get his cock out. It was hot and hard in her hand, and she pressed her pussy against it, rubbing it through her panties for a few seconds before she pulled them aside.

She lifted up, moved his cock til she felt it slip into the sweet spot, and then sank down slowly, feeling it pushing into her, stretching her and filling her. When the whole thing was buried inside of her, she let out a shakey groan and started to pump up and down. It felt so good. Better than her boyfriend, but why? Her boyfriend was a little bigger, much better looking, a hundred times more considerate than this pig who was using her and making her his whore.

That was it, she thought. Some part of her wanted this. She bounced on the man's cock, staring at him, horrified at herself. Each thrust of his cock into her pushed her closer, though, and the explosion that was building inside her was unlike anything she'd ever dreamt of.

 

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He smiled at the simple nod she gave him. Then he watched as she hurriedly worked his belt and pants to get his cock. His member sprung free, making him groan, as she deftly slid his head along her warm panties. Nothing like a little tease

Then a full groan slipped from his lips as she tugged her panties aside, ran his cock along er slippery lips, then sank her tight hungry loins into his throbbing member. She was hot and delicious

He let her tits go, taking time to simply watch her breasts heave and jiggle as she began to ride his cock

"Oh I think your going to do very well here" he told her with a smile as he leaned forward to catch one hefty breast on his mouth, his lips suckling at her flesh as his tongue lapped at the hard nub of her nipple his hands scooping around to grip her ass, giving it a slap an a squeeze as her tight young pussy worked his rigid length faster and faster. She was going to beat that ten minute deadline for sure.

 

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Her ass slapped into his lap again and again as she fucked him, dropping her body down on that big cock, feeling it slam deep. Her nails dug into the fabric of his suit jacket as she rode him, her head back, panting as his mouth sucked at her nipples. She didn't want to look at him. Didn't want to admit to herself that this was happening, that fucking this older man - this disgusting prick who was using her, was quickly turning into the best sex she'd ever had. As long as she didn't look at him, she could pretend he was her boyfriend, pretend he was anyone else.

It didn't work, though. Each time she sank down and felt that cock filling her, each time he grunted as her body slammed against his belly, she remembered who it was. Then she opened her eyes, saw him with his face buried against her breast, and it was too much. She felt her pussy clamp down, clenching his cock so tight it almost hurt, and she screamed as she came, her body still fucking him, without her conscious effort.

She nearly fell off, arching her body back until she felt herself over balancing and grabbed his jacket to steady herself as her hips pumped faster and harder.

 

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He felt his entire body beginning to tense and shudder with each delicious drop of her ass. Her pussy was wet and tight, and insanely hot. Her tits were full, firm melons on her chest capped with small dark nipples that tasted delicious.

Her body moved gracefully as she rod him, hips turning into him as her bak arched and he tits filled his face. He could feel the little sluts fingers tightening on his shoulders as she ride him faster and faster.

Suddenly he heard her scream as her pussy began to spasm on his cock. Her body tipping back soft that her tit popped free from his lips, the delicious orb glistening with his spit as her body trembled, making her breasts jiggle slightly as her irgasm rocked her body, and rocked his cock

Somehow her ass kept pumping up and down on his lap as she worked him to his own climax.

His eyes locked on her tits as he felt his rod throb as fire deep inside of her, filling he with his cum as his body tensed underneath of her

 

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His hot cream poured into her, his cock flexing inside her, answering her pussy's eager contractions and setting off another crescendo of pleasure. This time, she collapsed against him, her body pressed against his as her pussy boiled, sending hot waves of pleasure through her body. She shuddered in his lap, thighs gripping his hips, and then she went limp, panting, holding him. His cock still filled her, still twitching, making her gasp.

It was like nothing she had felt before. Her boyfriend made her cum, but rarely with his cock, and only after long foreplay. Her body responded to this crude treatment in a way that she knew was repulsive. She was a busty blonde, and she had flirted to get what she wanted since she was a teenager, but she had always known there was a line. She had always respected herself, and demanded that the men in her life respected her as well. Was that it? Was the trouble that she needed a man who would degrade her instead?

It was a troubling thought, but she pushed it aside as she stood up, slowly. Cum trickled down her thighs as she straightened out her skirt and panties. She slipped her breasts back in the cups of her bra and began to button up her blouse, too ashamed of what she had done to even look at the man she had just fucked. When she had put herself back together, she was able to look at him. She took a deep breath, summoning her will.

"When do I start?" she asked.

 

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His body continued to throb, long after the last of his cum had spilled into her tight hot slit. She felt delicious on him. Her full breasts pressed against his chest. Her thighs wrapped tight on his as her plump ass fille his lap

She slowly regained hersel and demurely dressed. Or rather redo tiaras her clothes

"Well today of course" he told her after she had finally finished tucking those sweet plump tits away.

"Marcus will show you the ropes today. He can answer any questions you might have about your work, of course just the work that pertains to standard intern things." He told he with a smile as he slowly tucked his glistening member back into his pants. He had wanted to make her clean him up, but all in due time. He didn't want to scare her off

"Then at the end if the day I will have Marcus bring you by my office. Then we will discuss the expectations I have for you beyond standard intern work" he said as he slowly stood up

"Marcus is most likely in the law library. I'm sure you can find it on your own" he said with a gesture towards the door

"Oh and leave a few of those buttons undone for Marcus. He seems to delight in that view" he said as he turned and left through a different door.