I didn't really take notice of Kelsey the first time I met her. She was an intern at my office and was brought in by one of the office staff on her first day to be introduced around. I noticed she had dirty blonde hair and a nice figure but I rarely interacted with the interns much. I'm not even sure I remembered her name until about two weeks later when she caught my eye.
I was late for court, came racing around a hallway corner and nearly tripped over her as she was filing papers in the bottom drawer of a filing cabinet. Kelsey was on her hands and knees, working over a file and looked up as I stopped just short of slamming into her. As she looked up at me I got a great view of her perky breasts in the scoop neck blouse she was wearing.
Kelsey is a student at the local college where one of the associates in my office teaches some intro to law class. He takes on a group of interns every semester who mostly get in the way and do menial tasks around the law firm. I rarely pay them much notice other than hellos since it takes too long to train them to be of much use.
"Sorry, I'm running late and need to get a file" I said as I flashed her a smile.
"Oh no, that's ok" she stammered as she stood up and backed away from the filing cabinet. As she stood up I soaked in her tight figure. She was wearing a black skirt with some kind of leather patches that wrapped nicely around her tight ass. A light blue scoop neck blouse showed off just the right amount of cleavage. I grabbed the file I needed and muttered a quick "thanks" and headed for the door. As I got to the door, I turned for one more look at Kelsey and found her watching me and smiling. I returned the smile knowing I would have a hard time getting the image of her on all fours out of my head for the rest of the day let alone during a boring court session.
The next week I timed my photocopying work to correspond with Kelsey's filing session. Same black leather skirt, this time teamed up with a white button down shirt. She smiled as I rounded the corner.
I hatched a quick plan.
"Kelsey, right?"
"Yeah," she smiled, excited that someone remembered her.
"You have time to help me with a project?"
"Sure," she gushed, clearly excited to do anything but file papers. "Should I go ask Gary?" she said remembering her filing assignment.
"No. I'll clear it with him. Put the filing back on the pile, grab the Penske file and meet me in the conference room," I said.
"Ok," she said with a glow of excitement.
I went down to Gary's office to tell him I was borrowing his intern and predictably found his office empty. I returned to my office that is conveniently situated next to the office conference room. The conference room had a long wood veneered table with a dozen chairs all around and also housed a small and lately neglected library. Kelsey was seated in a chair next to the head of the table with the Penske file neatly situated directly in front of her. I could tell from her awkward posture that she'd never really worked in an office before and was nervous to be working on a real project.
"Thanks for helping out." I flashed her a smile again.
"Sure what do you need me to do?"
My mind conjured up about a dozen sexual images involving this young co-ed, but I held back and gave her the run down. "The Penske case has a hearing coming up and I should have done this weeks ago, but I need you to go through each of the depositions, find the sections that relate to our case, and organize them by witness in each of these file folders. Got it?"
She pursed her lips and nodded affirmatively. My eyes slipped down to check out her pert rack pushing through the button down shirt. She was petite, but had a great set of breasts. I eyeballed them at about a 36 C but they looked much bigger on her little body. Her dirty blond hair fell shoulder length and framed her cute face.
"Ok." She smiled back.
It was bullshit work but I wanted some scenery to look at for the morning. I cranked away at something for 20 minutes but couldn't focus. I walked out of my office and found Kelsey industriously working away at her assignment. "How's it coming?"
"Good." She looked up at me. Her deep brown eyes catching mine. Something vexed her. "Whats up?" I asked. "Is there a problem?"
"No," she frowned, "but I'm probably not going to finish this before class. I could come back tomorrow?"
I improvised on the fly. "What time do your classes end today?
"4:30."