Interns (closed)

[lusciously]

She blushed at the thought of starting work with Marcus, just a few minutes after she had exposed herself to him. Worse than that was that she was sure he would know what she had done to seal the bargain with Mr Morgan. Even if he didn't, she was disheveled and glowing from the quick fuck and powerful orgasms, not to mention the big load of her boss's cum inside of her.

His last instruction made her blush even more. With her blouse unbuttoned, even just two buttons, her breasts would be displayed in the lacy cups of her bra in a completely unprofessional way. There was no way she was going to be taken seriously by the assistant, or any of the other staff at the lawfirm, if she was walking around looking like the beginning of a porn movie, but that was exactly what Mr Morgan wanted her to do. She took a deep breath and nodded. She could defy him, but that would ruin everything, so her only option was to obey.

She walked out, walking as quickly as she could down the corridors, and found her way to the library without incident. Every step made her breasts jiggle and made her more and more aware of the cum soaking her panties as it leaked out of her.

"Marcus?" she said, her voice soft and uncertain. "Mr Morgan said I should see you to ... show me the ropes."

 

[shizzz]

Marcus had his head stick in a book when he heard the door open. He hadn't bothered to look up, he never did. It was always just another employee in the library. And right now what he needed was to get his head straight. He could still smell her. Still feel her. The image of her was burned into his eyes.

Then he heard his name.

He looked up to see who it was that had stopped in from of the small table, and he swallowed hard. Allison, the gorgeous blond, was standing right in from of him with her full swelling chest exposed

Well not entirely exposed. But the blouse was open enough that he could see the lace I her bra clearly. The soft skin forced together where the bra dipped back below the blouse

His cock jumped at the memory of how she had shrugged her breast free from that top as he licked his lips as he finally got a hold of himself and his eyes slid up to hers


"Ummm, yes.....the ropes. The ropes!" He said as he finally brought his mind out of his loins

"Certainly" he said as he tried not to think about what had happen during the interview, or what had happened after he left the room

"Well I suppose I should introduce you to the reference software" he said as he stood up and lead her over to a small cluster of computers

"Here" he said handing her a post it note. "Find this book" he told her as he gestured at the computer. He knew there set up was similar to the one he had at school and it shouldn't take her long

"I'll just follow you around if you need help" he told her, but as soon as she was distracted with the task his eyes slipped backstory at delightful cleavage and her plump round ass. Soon he couldn't help but wonder what ha occurred in they room after he left. His eyes dipped down to her plump ass in the tight short skirt

"I see you got the job" he said as an ice breaker. Hoping to cover up his staring. But his he couldn't stop. That vision of her approaching him. The casual shrug. The full breast and her breath on his ear!! Kept playing over and over.

 

[lusciously]

Ail was relieved to discover Marcus alone in the library, and apparently just as discomforted by what had happened in Morgan's office as she was. He stammered his instructions and did his best not to stare at her, and it was a toss-up which one of them was blushing harder. A part of her wanted to tell him to stop staring at her, that she wasn't a piece of meat, but she didn't dare. She had been instructed to keep her blouse open, to tease him with her cleavage and the lace of her bra, and if he reported to Morgan that she was giving him a hard time, things would surely get worse than they already were.

"Yes," she said. "I guess he thought I could contribute something to the firm." She gave him a weak smile, hoping that what she had done wouldn't immediately become common knowledge.

Other than being stared at and having to repeat herself a lot, the job was simple. A well-educated chimp could probably have done it, and here she was, a college graduate, fetching books. Proving to the world that yes, she could count. After a few minutes, she smiled at Marcus, handing him another book.

"I think I've got the hang of it," she said. Even though she was embarrassed by remembering what he had seen, he was Mr Morgan's assistant. It would be better for her to be on his good side. It wasn't hard to figure out how, the way his eyes kept gazing at her body when he thought she wouldn't notice. She took a deep breath, watching his eyes open wider as her breasts swelled out. "So does he always ... um ... push his interns like that?"

 

[shizzz]

He smiled slightly, a little embarrassed really, when she mentioned what she had to offer the firm. He took the next book from her as she quickly found the right one, mentioning that she had the idea down.

His eyes couldn't help but dip to her exposed cleavage as she took a deep breath. The soft flesh billowing up and out as her bra held tight. His mind was immediately filled with the memory of her full breast being shrugged out of her top as she swayed to him.

He shook his head as he tried to hear her question

"What....oh, well. He always has a favorite. But I've never seen an intern so," he paused for a moment as he thought if the word

"With all the right assets. I mean I have heard things. But I know most of those were just rumors. But he does always find one intern to try and educate outside of the letter of law, and more into its practice. " he told her as he took the stack of books

"I don't think that he has ever had an intern with the right mindset either" he told her non chalantly as he grabbed the books.

"This task is pretty straightforward. Thy will be looking at how quickly you retrieve the books. And there is a shelf in the back with books that aren't in the system" he told her as he headed to the door

"Follow me and I can introduce you to the gang" he said as he lead her out of the library an down the hall


They stopped at a large conference room with 3 people pouring through books. He quietly set his stack down and left without disrupting them

"Those three are just machines. Don't bother then when they are in the zone. I'll introduce you to them later" he said as he gestured down the hall

"My office is on the right. I was told that you would share the space with me until you get settled" he told her as his eyes dipped down to the way er plump ass swayed in her skirt

"Let's stop in there and I can set your account up"

 

[lusciously]

It was pretty clear that Marcus knew exactly what she had done to get the internship. Or if not exactly, that he had a pretty good idea. He didn't say it, but they both knew what they were talking about, and she found herself flushing hotter than ever at the revelation that this was the first time it had happened. Somehow, it seemed more humiliating than ever. She wasn't just one of a string of interns the boss had taken advantage of. She would be the one. The one so desperate or underqualified that she actually fucked the boss to get the job.

She hardly paid attention to what he was saying as he showed her around and pointed out three people she wasn't supposed to talk to. She had thought things were bad when she was alone with Morgan, but now she was starting to think that was as good as it was going to get. If everyone found out, she would never recover.

"Marcus," she said, her mouth dry. Maybe there was a way. "You won't tell anyone, will you?"

She gave him her big, blue eyes, puppydog-style, with the littlest bit of pout in her lips. She leaned towards him, not that she could show more cleavage, but her breasts would press together enticingly. "You know how bad office politics can be. If people start thinking that, I'm screwed."

She bit her lip, wishing she had chosen a different word.

 

[shizzz]

They had wound their way into the small office he had when she turned to him, asking him to keep quiet.

"Allison", he started, just then turning to look at her, and he paused with that delightful innocent / helpless look inher face. She had leaned to him a bit, an that forced her breasts to swell together delightfully

"I don't have any plans on telling anyone anything they don't ask about. So if people ask me why your here. I would tel them it was to do your job " he said frankly. Then he felt his head drifting back to how seductive she was and how delightful she looked

"I don't think anyone would ask me if you fucked Mr Morgan. And frankly I don't know what happened after I left" he said as he looked into her eyes

"I'm here to help you. So don't worry" he said as he realized he probably wasn't helping her feel better

"Besides", he said as his eyes dipped down to the expanse if cleavage, "with you utilizing your assets so well I am sure I'll enjoy having you around. " he said as he made a bold move to compliment her on he figure

"And I believe you will actually do quite well here with all of the typical intern stuff"

 

[lusciously]

He had said it. Of course, he had said that he didn't know anything about it, so that was something, but he had said it. He had also said he wouldn't say anything about it, and she almost collapsed with relief. She could see his eyes wandering over her body still, but it was ok. Really, it was sort of flattering, and whether they admitted it or not, she knew he was doing her a favor. If that meant letting him oogle her, she could live with that. She took a deep breath and smiled, sighing heavily.

"You're a sweetheart," she said. Especially compared to your boss, she thought, and wondered how such a meek young man had ended up the personal assistant to someone like Morgan. Because the old man was such a tyrant that nobody with a backbone could work that closely with him?

Or maybe Marcus just liked to look. There were guys like that, and both he and Morgan had said he would enjoy having her around, as long as she was spilling out of her top. She would have to see what made him tick if she was going to be working with him, but so far, cleavage seemed to be doing the trick.

"I guess ... I should get started?" she made it sound unsure, like she was asking his permission. "I don't want them to think I'm slow because I'm sitting around chatting with you, as much as I'd like to..."

 

[shizzz]

Marcus smiled as that innocence seemed to come back. She shifted with one big sigh and he could see her change

"Yeah. Let's get you started" he told her as he gestured to the seat in front of the desk

The room was tiny with two desks pushed together in the middle of the room with one side against a wall. The other wall held bookcases and filing cabinets and there was one single light overhead. No windows.

"The two desks mirrored eachother, both incessantly neat and tidy. One did have a few stacks of papers and books while the other was cleared

"That will w your desk. And we can get you logged on and set up with a company email and archive access. After that you will probably shadow me for the day and then Mr Morgan will probably want to see you at the end if the day" he told her as he tugged at his tie. The room was getting incredibly warm. Or was it the close private quarters with the gorgeous blond? He wondered, knowing just what Morgan saw, what she might be capable of on the actual intern side, of course that led him to wonder just what she could do on the non-intern side I her position

He leaned over her as he took a seat, his eyes drawn to the exposed cleavage as he focused in booting up her computer. God she had such lovely cleavage

 

[lusciously]

She followed his instructions carefully, setting up the accounts and e-signing the documents that effectively committed her to the company for the next twelve weeks. Her fingers hesitated over the keys as she typed in her information, remembering how crudely Mr Morgan had used her. A part of her wanted to get out now, before it got worse. That part was overwhelmed by the part of her that wanted what the internship offered her, and was willing to do whatever she had to to get it. She ignored the part that tried to remind her how good it had felt to be used that way. She blushed as she tapped in the information.

The rest of the day, she watched Marcus. For the most part, it was a simple job, but there were procedures to everything that she would have to learn, and she was attentive to him. She was never quite able to relax, not with him stealing glances at her cleavage, well-displayed by her open blouse, or the long expanse of bare thigh below her skirt. Each glance was a reminder that she was here because she had been willing to fuck for it.

The only consolation was the impression she got, that Marcus was as uncomfortable as she. In the small office, he would have every opportunity to look at her as much as he wanted, she thought, so she'd better get used to it.

 

[shizzz]

Marcus was at war with himself. On the one hand he couldn't ask for better eye candy to have around. A girl that knew she was a piece of meat and accepted it. And on the other, those were vulgar asshole thoughts to have about a woman who wanted this so bad she would literally do anything for the job. It was that part that he focused on. She wanted it and he would help her do well at it. Even though he might only get his eyes up past her tits one time in ten. But she also seemed accepting of it

He showed her how to work the office interface on her computer. Tracking work orders, her time card, her calander and all of the other basics. It took a few hours, and he had thrilled in standing beside her, looking down her blouse at this full soft breasts, but he had also delighted in how quickly she caught on to the organizational structure that suffused the work there

By the time they were all done Marcus took his seat across from her, looking her in the eyes,

"I want you to do well here. I will help you. But you have to work hard and do what your told" the last he meant about himself, but only to late did he realize what that might sound like after her meeting went private with Mr Morgan. But he couldn't think of anything to recover, so he looked at the clock

"Looks like an hour until we are done and your expected back in Morgans office. Any questions or places I can show you around here?" He asked as he realized how little he had let her talk or explore in her first day.

 

[lusciously]

Alison smiled at him when he told her he wanted her to do well. It was good to have someone on her side. She had been following him most of the day and the job was fairly simple. Filing, retrieving, etc. There was no reason any bum off the street couldn't have done the work, but she knew that wasn't the point.

Then he said she had to do what she was told, and she stiffened. Was he going to expect her to fuck him as well? She shivered at the thought, though it wasn't entirely unpleasant. After all, it was good to have someone on her side. On the other hand, she had already fucked the boss, and she was expecting he would want more at the end of the day. She had a boyfriend who would be wanting sex as well. How much sex could she actually take before it started to take over.

And why was her pussy throbbing at the thought?

"I know," she said, carefully, trying to get Marcus's measure. It had taken him this long to bring it up, and he didn't seem like the kind of guy who would demand it of her. Maybe his remark was just about work. "I have no problem doing whatever you tell me to."

Better to keep him on her side and take the chance of a "misunderstanding" than to piss him off on the first day. She needed his goodwill more than Morgan's at this point, Marcus was the one who was her immediate supervisor.

"I don't think there's anything," she said, and smiled. "You're a good teacher."

 

[shizzz]

He almost chuckled she she said she would do anything she was told, and he couldn't keep his mind from flashing back to the interview in the morning. The casual way he infers slid over those buttons, undoing them so deftly. Then the casual shrug that let one full perfect breast pop out.

Then he realized he was staring at her chest again. The buttons undone so low that the lace of her bra was plain and obvious.

"Could you grab me the Watson file in he bottom drawer over there?" He asked. Knowing that as she went through the drawer he would have a delightful view inher cleavage. Not only that, there was no Watson file in there he couldn't help but remember how she had behaved during the interview when she hadn't been able to find the file. Would she repeat that? Would she be more typical? This was a little test to see how she might behave 'naturally' so to speak.

 

[lusciously]

She leaned down, feeling Marcus's eyes on her breasts, again, but she didn't object. It was hardly worth it to complain that he was staring at what she was so blatantly displaying, when she needed him on her side. Even though it was Morgan's order that made her flaunt herself.

She flipped to the back, looking for the file alphabetically. "Vargas, Wainwright, Williams...." She stopped. Checked again. It should have been there. She looked up at him.

"There is no Watson file," she said, and then it hit her. They had done this before. She blushed.

"There is no Watson file," she said again. "But you knew that." She looked at him, feeling her heart race. She had been so bold in the interview, and never really thought about what that would mean. Would he expect her to expose herself to him again? Would he demand more? Would she give him what he wanted?

She bit her lip. That was the question, wasn't it? If she did this now, where would it end? It was still the first day, after all, and while he might be satisfied with a peek now, surely he would want more soon. If she refused him, would she lose the only friend she had in this place? Could she risk it?

She flushed red, her eyes filling with tears of shame. She needed him. More than that, her body wanted this. No matter how humiliating it was, the thought of being used this way made her so fucking horny she could hardly think straight. She closed the drawer and stood up. She looked away as she slid the straps of her bra off her shoulder, again.

"Is this what you wanted?" she said softly, leaning forward so her breasts slipped out of the cups of her bra.

 

[shizzz]

He felt his loins throb as she leaned down to look for the file, her heavy chest almost spilling free from her top as she rifled through the drawer.

She suddenly stopped as stood up straight, pausing for a moment. Then her hands deftly slippery inher shoulders. He wasn't sure what she dd exactly, but he was certain he liked the effect

After her hands slid from her shoulders, she out one hand on the desk and leaned towards him. Between the heft of her breasts and the low neckline of her blouse was a full plump exposed tit.

Marcus licked his lips, barely hearing what she said as he ogled the delightful orb of flesh. Never looking up, never seeing her eyes wet with tears

"Yes. Yes it is" he said. In his mind, this meant so very much to him. This meant that she wanted to impress him as much as Mr Morgan. The boss wasn't here now, and she was still willing. His cock throbbed in his pants, aching to be freed.

His hand rose up from the side of the chair, rising up to squeeze that delicious tit. But just before he did. The phone rang.

"Shit" he cursed as he turned to the phone and answered it

"Yes. Right away" he said, having been bombarded with a command

"Well looks like we have to report to the boss" he said, glancing up after setting the phone back on the reciever. The delicious view was gone, well rather the titty was tucked away, the view was still delicious.

"Come on" he said as he stood up, oblivious of the hard on in his pants as he headed ou if the office and up to the bosses office with Allison in tow

 

[lusciously]

She shivered as she slipped her breast back into the cups of her bra and stood up straight. At least she knew what Marcus wanted now. He seemed like the shy type, so she thought she could string him along for a little while. The boss was the real problem. He was going to take everything he could, and handling him would be a delicate, dangerous thing. For now, she thought, best to let him have what he wanted, until she was better established.

Besides, the way her pussy clenched when Marcus said he wanted to see them made her more worried about what she wanted than what Morgan did. The fact that the slimy old man had used her and was planning to use her again made her feel sick to her stomach with shame, but also too fucking horny to stand. For a moment, she just leaned back against the desk, while Marcus hurried to the door, oblivious to the tent in the pants of his suit.

She took a deep breath and then got her legs under her. One in front of the other. No matter how weak she felt, she could walk. Down the hall to Morgan's office, her heart racing like she was running a marathon, light-headed and short of breath.

 

[shizzz]

The two entered the large office quietly. Light from the two walls of windows flooded the room, offering an expansive view of the city below

Mr Morgan waved the two forward while he continued his conversation in the phone. His eyes sliding over the buxom blond hungrily, his eyes ignoring Marcus.

While he was on the phone he gestured at his new intern, motioning for her to come closer. Then he waved Marcus away. And as he continued his conversation he motioned for her to unbutton her blouse as he scooted back in his chair and turned towards her

 

[lusciously]

Morgan was on the phone, and Ali had a moment to take in the view from his windows, seeing the whole city laid out below them. No wonder the man thought of himself as a god, she thought. With a perspective like this on the world...

But he was beckoning her to him, and though she was disgusted with herself for giving in so easily, she couldn't resist. Her pussy was burning, and her legs were like rubber as she stepped slowly towards him. She unbuttoned her blouse slowly at his silent command, glancing back to see Marcus lurking by the door.

Oh God, she thought. Is he going to stay and watch?

 

[shizzz]

Morgans eyes grew with lust as his favorite new employee drew her hands to her blouse, and undid the few that remained. The blouse opened up to reveal her full round breasts ensnared in a black lacey bra. Just then he had an idea.

He lifted his hand. Snapped his fingers and motioned for Marcus to stop. Lance surely wanted her for his own purposes. But he wanted Marcus to enjoy her too. After all Marcus was by far his most effective lackey

He cupped his hand over the phone to cover the mouth piece

"Go on and give me a good striptease" he told her before returning to his conversation




Marcus had glanced back, just as Ali had finished unbuttoning her blouse. He was about to turn and leave when Mr Morgan told him to stay. Great. This usually meant that after his phone conversation was over he would have another 4-5 hours of work to do.

He stepped a little closer to the desk, bit still a good 15 ft away, waiting patiently, eyes devouring the voluptuous blond

 

[lusciously]

She slipped her blouse off and draped it over her desk, and started to unzip her skirt. That was when she glanced back over her shoulder and saw Marcus was still there, standing by the door, staring at her. She flushed at the thought that he was going to witness her with their boss. Her fingers trembled as she rolled her skirt over her hips, her ass pushing back towards the assistant in the skimpy thong as she slid it down, bending low to give Morgan a good view of her cleavage.

She reached back and unsnapped her bra, letting it fall away, and cupped her breasts as she stood up straight. Keeping her back to Marcus, she let go of her breasts, sliding her hands down to her hips to hook in the sides of her panties. She nodded to Marcus, raising an eyebrow, asking Morgan if he wanted her to strip all the way in front of his assistant - and her immediate supervisor.

 

[shizzz]

Morgan smiled as he watched his blond intern toss her blouse onto the desk. Her full tits heaving forward as she shimmied out of her skirt. He loved the look in her eye. The look of shame mixed with excitement

Her full chest heard forward as she reached behind herself to unsnap her bra. Her full soft breasts spilled free as she slipped out of the bra, making his cock throb as he continued his conversation. Then she nodded back towards Marcus.

Lance simply smiled and gestured for her to continue. Then he finished his conversation. And called for Marcus.





Marcus stood there, feeling completely ou of place, but enthralled as he watche Allison's sweet ass swell free of her skirt, her sexy thomg splitting her plump ass delectably.

She stood back up, and Marcus was instantly envious as she undid her bra strap. Then there was a moment of hesitation, and Morgan called him back over.


Marcus stared, only a little, at Allison's full expose breasts as Lance explained he was going to have to dive back into te dungeon for some more case files. Marcus listened with half an ear as he glanced from his boss to his bosses prize, jealous and aroused


"Now go on Marcus. Get to it. I need those all on my desk tonight. Once in done here I'll send Allison down to help you" Morgan told Marcus. Then waved him away as he turned bak to he gorgeous intern, standing there in a thing and high heels. Looking delicious.

 

[lusciously]

She breathed a sigh of relief as Morgan sent Marcus away. It was bad enough that she had stripped down to her thong in front of him, but at least this way, he wouldn't see how horny she had gotten as she stripped for the two powerful men. She glanced over her shoulder at Marcus as he slipped out the door.

Yes - she thought - he's powerful, too. He might only be Morgan's assistant, but to everyone else in the building, he's the gatekeeper. The right hand.

She turned back to Morgan, biting her lip nervously. Slowly, she slid her thong down over her round hips, and then letting it drop. Stepping out of it, she looked at him. Would he really send her back down to work with Marcus? After fucking him, putting in a full day, and whatever he had planned for her now? Of course he would, she realized. He might stick his cock in her, but she wasn't his lover. He probably felt as much affection and concern for her as he did for his pencil sharpener.

 

[shizzz]

Now with the phone call over, he took time to appreciate the vision before him

"Delicious" he said with a smile as he reached up and gripped her hips. He spun her around, and out his hand on her back, punching her down so she was ent over the desk as he stood up

He stepped around, so that he stood beside her, admiring the profile of her figure bent over his desk. Her plump ass up in the air with her full curvaceous tits hanging and swaying. Without another word he fished his cock out of his pants, stepped around behind her and began to fuck her plump wet slit

 

[lusciously]

It was abrupt, and normally she'd have raised hell if a guy treated her like that, pushing her down so roughly and fucking her without even a caress. But she was so wet, his cock slid right in, and there was no way she could deny needing it. Needing it bad. It felt so good that she was pushing back to meet his thrusts, squeezing his big cock in her tight little pussy as he fucked her.

 

[shizzz]

He was slightly surprised at how wet and ready her hungry little pussy was. The tight slippery furnace heralding tight around his cock as the little slut began to push her ass back into his thrusting hips. The slap of his hips meeting her ass soon fille the air.

He gripped her by the hips, pulling her back onto his cock as e delighted in how ready this little whore was for being used. He had gottn a good one this year, he thought with a smile as her jiggling ass filled his eyes with every thrust of his pussy juice slickness rod into her hungry slit

He began to grunt as he felt his throbbing balls get close to cumming. This time he wanted it all over her face. He quickly pulled his coco free

"Get on your knees. I'm gonna cum all over your face"

 

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She moaned as he pulled his cock out of her. God, she had been so close! She heard his orders, though, and turned to kneel in front of him, almost falling over as her unsteady legs wrapped around each other. His cock was right in front of her, so thick, so long, so hard, glistening with her juices as he stroked it.

She closed her eyes. She could hardly believe this was happening. She'd never let a guy cum on her face before. It was just too degrading to think about, but now that it was happening, she had never been hornier in her life. She opened her mouth and pushed her tongue out.