Intern

 When I just came to university after graduating from high school, I heard from all sides that for a successful course of study and a career start, one thing is certain, namely practical experience. After some thought, I wrote to a couple of companies and after a while I got a few rejections in my inbox. But what a wonderful thing, between all the standard e-mails with the best of wishes for my further professional career, I received an invitation one afternoon to visit a company. With an inconspicuous suit but with a neckline that was perhaps too daring, I showed up at the company reception at the agreed time. Only the receptionist and a short time later my interlocutor examined the clipping quite quickly, but I liked the reaction of the HR manager better. His gaze went sideways a pleasant half second later and there was no envy on his face. I was allowed to start. Initially, my tasks consisted of delivering the mail to the employees. Perhaps because the company's decision-makers have spent a lot of time in the USA, or because they are very fond of Hollywood films, the employees sat in a separate box in an open-plan office.

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Already in the first week I discovered a very likeable man who, unlike many of his colleagues, did not see me as just a coffee cook. One day I put mail in his box. He wasn't there and when I touched his mouse with the letters, the monitor went on and at the bottom of the taskbar I saw buttons on a page that I knew. He must have been in a hurry when he left, so I could read his nickname too. A short time later, when I finished the mail and returned to my computer, he had a female profile visitor. After a few days we were already writing emails a lot and he asked me for my photo. I made sure that nobody is behind me. Fortunately it was lunchtime and I quickly found a photo showing my bosom. I pressed “send” and started walking. I came to his office with a short, airy skirt and a light blouse in which my dark red bra with black tips shimmered through. I caught him when he heard me coming and how he quickly closed the browser. I could read on his face what he was looking at shortly before ...

After a rather rhetorical question as to whether I could do it, I slowly leaned over to his monitor and opened the browser, man, that was perhaps a great photo! But he wasn't interested in my picture, his gaze guided from my ear to my neck and finally saw the inviting breasts in the neckline of the blouse, which were hidden in the tip of the bra, which was actually much too small. I felt my nipples getting harder and were also clearly noticeable to him through the bulges on the blouse. I think my cheeks turned slightly red and I felt a fiery throb in my veins. I lightly stroked his leg and looked at him. I think that by then at the latest he understood what I wanted from him.

To reassure his neighbors, who are not too numerous behind thin walls because of lunchtime, I asked him if he could help me with the copier in the next room and asked him to follow me with my index finger.

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As a true gentleman, he admitted me. As the door to the copier room closed behind him, I turned and ran my hand over his crotch to the zipper. We can't get a word out of ourselves because of excitement. Soon I was able to hold his glowing spear in my hand and feel it. His hands found my firm bottom, and he noticed that that day, fortunately, I was wearing hold-ups and thongs under my skirt. And I felt his lips between my breasts and on my neck.

His pelvis bobbed slowly with my hand movements and I felt his cock getting even tighter and starting to throb. He grabbed my hips tightly and pulled me towards him. With my hand still in his pants, he gripped my buttocks tightly on both sides. I slowly lifted my skirt and slowly stroked my thigh with one hand while he kneaded my buttocks. His tongue and lips spoiled my earlobe until he slid a tongue down my neck. When he pushed my bra out of the way and was admiring my cheeky nipple for the first time live, we heard voices in the hallway. A moment later, another employee burst into an otherwise rarely used and secluded room and saw a young lady kneeling in front of a copier, trying to clear the jam. Of course, an experienced employee was at her side and actively supported her.

Filled 20 minutes and two sentences about helpful employees and interns who were often overwhelmed by modern technology. Later, the colleague disappeared with a pack of copy paper. As the door closed behind him, I turned to him and saw that he had just managed to zip it up. He stood a step next to me and looked at my still open chest. I crouched in front of him and thought for a moment how I could reward him for this shock. I pulled my skirt up a bit and moved my legs together. His gaze vanished between them, along with one of my fingers. He stood there frozen and when I got down on my knees and moved towards him, his hands grabbed my breasts and I felt my aggressive nipples getting harder and harder underneath. I take him by the basin and let him lock the door. I wanted to grab his hot hard part through the pants, but I didn't find him at first. I opened the steel of the trousers and maybe because of that, or because his hands had reached my breasts again, I could now find his member. With one hand I grabbed too tight and he moaned softly. I left my lip on and his gaze met my doe eyes. My other hand felt it not all too tight his bare eggs that contracted with lust. He undid his belt and I pulled my pants down a little. His cock looked at me full of anticipation. or because his hands were back on my breasts, I could now find his member. With one hand I grabbed too tight and he moaned softly. I left my lip on and his gaze met my doe eyes. My other hand felt it not all too tight his bare eggs that contracted with lust. He undid his belt and I pulled my pants down a little. His cock looked at me full of anticipation. or because his hands were back on my breasts, I could now find his member. With one hand I grabbed too tight and he moaned softly. I left my lip on and his gaze met my doe eyes. My other hand felt it not all too tight his bare eggs that contracted with lust. He undid his belt and I pulled my pants down a little. His cock looked at me full of anticipation. He undid his belt and I pulled my pants down a little. His cock looked at me full of anticipation. He undid his belt and I pulled my pants down a little. His cock looked at me full of anticipation.

Our eyes met and the tip of my tongue lightly touched his glans. I closed it with my lips and after a short jerk I felt him inside me. Again and again, deeper and deeper, we moved towards each other. His pelvis swung rhythmically towards me until my nose touched his smooth abdomen. I quickly pulled back to take a short break, grabbed his throbbing, glowing hot cock and patted my nipples lightly with it. When I slowly ***** off your cock from the eggs to the glans with my tonguehe could barely hold on. Shortly afterwards I let his cock slide into me, then I heard his low moaning and his juice poured into me, a few drops fell between my breasts. I took his still hard and throbbing pleasure stick and spread the precious drops on my nipples.

I got up, straightened my blouse and skirt, and walked out the door without saying a word.

But just before I disappeared around the corner I turn around and say:
"tomorrow, tomorrow is my last day as an intern here!" On the way to the HR department, I thought of the valuable experience that I brought out of this company on my nipples.