Fucked my intern the night before her last day
Still hard just thinking about this.
She’s been my intern all summer. 21, sharp, walks into the office every day like she knows exactly what she’s doing to me. Fitted blouses that pull tight across her chest, short skirts that ride up when she sits, that confident little smile like she’s used to getting whatever she wants. Tomorrow’s her last day before she heads back to school.
We stayed late wrapping everything up. Floor was empty by 9. I offered her a ride. She said yes, sat there with her skirt already halfway up her thighs, one hand resting high like she wanted me to notice. Halfway there she looked over, bit her lip, and said, “I’ve been waiting all summer for you to stop being professional.”
Her place was small, boxes everywhere, textbooks stacked on the counter. She barely locked the door before she shoved me against it and kissed me like she’d been starving for it. She yanked her blouse open, no bra, and pushed my hands onto her tits. Soft, full, hard nipples under my palms. She was already working my belt open, dropping to her knees, pulling my cock out and staring at it for a second like she was claiming it.
Then she took me all the way down in one go. No warm-up. Throat tight, eyes watering, moaning around me while she touched herself under her skirt. Spit ran down her chin. She pulled off just long enough to say, “Fuck my face,” then went right back to it, letting me grab her blonde hair and use her mouth. I did. Hard. She took it like she loved every second.
I hauled her up, spun her around, bent her over the arm of the couch and yanked her skirt and thong down. She was dripping. I slid in and she pushed back immediately, taking every inch. The sound she made was pure slut. I fucked her deep and rough, one hand in her hair, the other gripping her hip, watching that tight ass bounce every time I bottomed out. She kept talking through it. How she’d touched herself under her desk thinking about this. How she wanted me to ruin her before she left. How she was going to feel me tomorrow during the goodbye meeting.
I flipped her onto her back, hooked her legs over my shoulders, and pounded her while I sucked on her nipples. She came hard, shaking, trying not to scream, pussy clenching around me. I kept going. She came again when I rubbed her clit. I was right there, pulled out, stroked it, and painted her tits, stomach, and open mouth. She scooped it up with her fingers, licked them clean, then sucked me until I was soft.
We sat there catching our breath. She put her blouse back on, kissed me once, and said, “See you tomorrow.” Like we hadn’t just fucked each other stupid.
I drove home with the windows down and zero idea how I’m supposed to look at her across the conference table like I wasn’t just balls-deep in her an hour ago.