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It was our first day in the new office space and things were pretty chaotic. I'd forgotten that we had training for our new photocopier billing system until Lauren, our intern, reminded me. Since our last names both started with letters early in the alphabet, we were in the same training group and she stopped by to grab me on her way downstairs. We'd moved from the fifth floor to the twenty-fifth but our old space still had a lot of our junk in it and the training was being held in our old conference room. As soon as the elevator doors closed behind us, Lauren stunned the shit out of me by suddenly turning and kissing me. I responded just as any red-blooded male would; I kissed her back and squeezed her ass.
Lauren was in her twenties and had a nice figure so I wasn't sure why she was throwing herself at a guy in his forties. I wasn't going to question my good fortune, however, so I just kept making out with her until the elevator started to slow down. She pulled away from me and smiled just before the doors opened. Luckily, the elevator lobby was empty so I could try to figure out what was going on before our training started.
"What was that all about?" I asked.
"Just wanted to let you know that I'm interested," she replied.
"This could be very complicated," I explained, "We need to discuss this."
"How about after our training?" she suggested and I agreed. We'd have our entire former floor to look for someplace private to talk. She definitely had my interest, with her athletic figure and an impressive rack, but I wasn't willing to risk my job for her. We exchanged a few smoldering glances during the training, but not enough to raise anyone's suspicions about us. After we'd finished, we took a walk through the vacant floor and decided to sit out in the open in case anyone came by and to limit ourselves to just talking.
"You're a beautiful and desirable woman," I told her, "but any indiscretion could result in my job and possibly yours as well."
"I'm not interested in anyone finding out about anything that happens between us," she assured me, "What I am interested in is sex. I'm not looking for a relationship; I'm looking to benefit from your experience for the few months that I am here this summer. I can tell that you have experience, especially compared to the guys my age who think they know everything but actually know nothing."
"You've got a place nearby for the summer, right?" I asked and she confirmed that she did. "Then nothing happens at the office and we never leave together. I assume you'd be okay with everything occurring at your place."