One Year Internship Ch 22 Wk 49

CHAPTER 22

Week 49

I feel like I am going to go crazy. I am watching the clock, hoping it will move faster. I am refreshing the flight tracker on my phone, and Shana's plane is supposed to land any minute. I offered to pick her up in my new car, no, actually, I insisted that I pick her up in my new car. I fiddle with my phone, as I sit in the cell lot near the terminal waiting for her to text me that she is on her way out. After what seems like an eternity, I get the message that she is at the curb.

Even though I am not really supposed to, I park the car on the curb and run around to greet her. I know people are waiting, so my kiss and hug are briefer than I want them to be. I get back in the car and drive off as quickly as I can. I want to get her home as soon as possible, so we can show each other how much we missed the other.

During the ride, Shana catches me up on her time with her family. The most important thing of note is that she told her parents about me, even more specifically that we are dating. When I asked how that went, they told her that they wanted her to be happy, with whoever she chooses to be with. I am wondering if they would still feel that way, if they knew I had been fucking hundreds of people for the past year and had apparently turned their daughter into a little nympho.

"When are you going to tell your parents?" Shana asked.

I tried to concentrate on the road while looking embarrassingly into my lap. "Soon," was all I could muster. It is not that I am that worried about whether my parents would accept me choosing to be with another girl, but I have always been skittish about having grown up conversations with my parents.

Shana expressed that it was important for me to stay the night at her house. It would be a first, as the requirements of my internship have me at my corporate apartment nearly every night. Aside from sales trips here and there, this would be my third night away in almost a year. Shana's reasoning was that I needed to get comfortable with her apartment, as it was going to be my home for a few days as part of my cover for Derrick. I was more than looking forward to it. At least one night back in the real world.

Thinking ahead, I blocked off two hours after lunch the next day for a nap. I figured correctly that Shana and I would be up most of the night making up for lost time. Combine that with my addiction to working out every morning, means I only got a couple hours sleep before having to start an important work week.

I left Shana's house at four am, to get my gym time in and get showered before my seven am meeting with Steve. As I cleaned his cock from our morning sex, he commented how much he was going to miss our adventures after a few more weeks. I told him whatever new girl he hires to replace me will keep his cock serviced. As we got dressed, he told me that he had a promising meeting with a candidate later in the day, one that called as a result of a conversation with me on one of the college campuses. I showed him my crossed fingers as I left his office.

Walking back to my apartment to brush my teeth, I read a text on my phone from Shana letting me know that she was in my apartment waiting for me to return. When I opened the door, she ran to me, and we embraced. A few minutes of kissing ensued. I finally broke and told her I had another appointment to get to. She laughed and asked, "Are you sure you can't stay? I would love to kiss your cummy mouth some more."

A smile crept across my face. "No, I need to go service another person, my little cum-slut."

She replied, "Well, I cleared it with the others. I am planning on staying here all morning so I can taste your adventures for myself."

I smirked. She really was a little cum addict. "Okay. If you say so. But I need to go brush my teeth, because unlike you, my future appointments do not want to taste cum when they kiss me."

As Shana headed back to her computer on the kitchen table, she commented, "Well, they're missing out."

I brushed my teeth, and did some cursory cleaning of my pussy, and then headed to what was probably my last appointment with a guy name Eric. We met in a huddle room, and had a full hour booked. I think Eric knew this was the last appointment we were going to have. Before we got started, he expressed his love for me. I corrected him and told him he was in lust for me. Without disagreeing, he went on to explain that I am so different from his highly conservative girlfriend. I can deepthroat his long, skinny cock, and am willing to swallow his load. He even expressed his deep appreciation for letting him cum inside my pussy. He was experiencing none of these with his girlfriend.

I told him I appreciated his compliments, and that I was excited to service his needs. We got busy, and I sucked his long cock until he was hard as a rock. Then we fucked in multiple positions, until he finally exploded inside me, one last time. I carefully got dressed, making sure not to lose the creamy filling inside of me. We said our last difficult goodbye's and I headed to my apartment.

As expected, Shana was excited to see me. I knew what she wanted, but I played along in the game. She got up from the table and greeted me in the living room. After kissing me, and exploring me with her tongue, she stated, "You don't taste like cum. I thought you had an appointment?"

"I did," I responded, "but he did not cum in my mouth."

A sly grin came across her face. She reached down and pulled me over to the couch and almost threw me down on it. In record speed, she yanked off my wet panties and threw them away, spreading my legs. She looked down at my messy pussy like it was Christmas dinner. For the next several minutes, she ate my pussy like a seasoned pro, bringing me to an orgasm, and filling her mouth with her favorite cocktail - a man's cum mixed with my pussy juices. As she cleaned me up, I told her I needed to hurry as I had another appointment.

This went on all morning through lunch. I would have an appointment, and as soon as I walked back into the apartment, Shana would attack me searching for the remains of my sexual adventure, either by kissing my mouth, or licking my pussy. To demonstrate how much of a cum fiend she was acting like, she even dug in my ass after an anal appointment. For our own sanity, I was glad when my final appointment of the morning was over.

Instead of eating lunch, we spent the hour in the bedroom bringing each other to as many orgasms as we could. As we lay together, recovering from our session, Shana sarcastically asked, "Megan, are you sure you don't want to keep doing this internship?"

Not thinking she was serious, I played along. "Why would I want to do that Shana?"

She sat up to give me her full attention. It was cute to see her attempt to convince me it was a good idea. "Well, first off, the money is really good. Secondly, because of this role, you are in the best physical shape of your life. Thirdly, Steve is having a hard time finding a replacement for you. And lastly, and most importantly, I am very addicted to eating cum out of your pussy. How will I ever satisfy this need going forward?"

I started laughing. "All good points Shana. But no. We will have to find some other way to meet your needs, my little cum slut."

I pulled her down and we started making out once more. Our session was rudely interrupted by a phone call from Steve. I was going to ignore it, but Shana insisted I answer it. For once she was on the outside, only hearing one side of a conversation.

"Hello."

"Yes."

"I am in my apartment. Why? What's up?"

"You do. Okay. What do you need from me?"

"Uhhh. I need to look at my calendar."

"Oh, you already have it open. Well, what does it say Steve?"

"Right. I got it. Yes, I will do it. Where do you want me to meet her"?

"A conference room? As opposed to my apartment. What happens if this turns into like a full-on interview like I had?"

"Oh. The others are not available. Okay. So, she would come back later then?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. I can be there in ten minutes."

"Well, if you must know, I need to get cleaned up from a sex appointment. You don't want me to meet with a potential intern candidate smelling like pussy, do you?"

"You're funny Steve. I guess that would be a good way to test her."

"Okay, ten minutes."

I hung up the phone and looked at Shana. She looked back at me with a hopeful look. She asked, "There is finally a candidate that is ready to talk to you?"

"I guess. Though, it is interesting that I came in for more information and ended up getting fucked by a half dozen people."

Shana smiled, "Lucky you."

I smirked back at her and pulled her in for one more kiss. "I need to go my darling."

I cleaned up quickly and headed for the corner conference room on the fourth floor. The meeting did not last long. A mere twenty minutes later, I was escorting her back to the lobby and wishing her well. I called Steve and said I was on my way to his office.

As I walked in, he asked, "What went wrong? What did you say?"

I took a seat in the chair opposite his desk. "I told her the truth Steve. You don't want me to lie, do you?"

"Well, no. But I had a good feeling about her."

"I think you were just hopeful. I could tell very early on that she was not going to move forward."

"What was her blocker?"

"Even though she likes sex a lot, she did not think she could have sex so many times every day."

"Maybe I oversold the other aspects of the role and undersold the sexual commitment."

"Definitely." I stood up and commented, "Keep looking Steve."

"I have another interview in the morning with another candidate."

I started to leave, and Steve called me back. "Do you have fifteen minutes? Maybe 20?"

"Steve, I already fucked you this morning and swallowed your hefty load. You can't tell me you want another round, in the same day."

Steve stood up and smirked. "I am feeling a little extra frisky. Do you have the time"

"I have fifteen minutes, and don't make a mess," I exclaimed.

It took me less than fifteen minutes to swallow his second load of the day and exit his office. The rest of the afternoon was filled with preparation for Derrick's imminent visit.

Tuesday morning was a lot like Monday morning, minus the sexual activities with Shana in between my appointments, of course. I did have lunch with Shana, and we actually ate this time. We needed to finalize our story, and options with Derrick, who was set to arrive late the next morning. As we were finishing the discussion, I got a call from Steve, telling me that he had another candidate for me to talk to.

This information session was also in the nice conference room on the fourth floor. I was quite hopeful, when I saw the candidate. I felt like she was the most enthusiastic of the several I spoke to the day I put up all the fliers. Unfortunately, I soon found myself escorting her through the lobby to the exit as well. A few minutes later, I sat in Steve's office once again.

Steve looked exasperated, "Looks like this one didn't work out either. I had an even better feeling about her than the one yesterday."

"I think you were more attracted to this one. It got into your head."

Steve smirked. "Okay. What was the blocker for this one?"

"She could not be with a woman, Steve. That is something you could of and should have investigated before she makes it to me."

"Are you sure she can't be with a woman?"

I looked at him sarcastically. "I kissed her Steve, and she hated it. No one hates my kisses."

He bowed his head in mock disgrace. "You're right Megan. But we are not getting many candidates. I am getting desperate. I felt like I wanted to make some progress."

"How many candidates are left in the pipeline?"

"uhhh. None."

"None?"

"None."

We sat there in silence for what seemed like forever, as we considered our options. Finally, I spoke up. "Did you ever reach out to my recommendation I gave you last week?"

Steve sparked up. "No! Oh shit. That's right!"

"Do you want me to talk to her or leave it to you?"

"I'll take care of it. Let me do it now."

I stood up and quickly headed for the door before he got any sexual ideas. "Let me know how it goes."

The afternoon flew by as we continued the final prep for Derrick and his team's arrival the next day. We were not quite done, when I told the team that I needed to leave to get to my final appointment with Stella. They giggled when I stated, "This is one appointment I do not want to be late for."

It was a few minutes before five when I walked into the admin area next to Stella's office. Seema was packing up her things, getting ready to close her workday. We were exchanging pleasantries when Stella walked out of her office. She was wearing a very nice, dark red dress, that accentuated her curves. The top held an open neckline, not showing too much cleavage, but allowing her necklace to be prominent. The dress came down to just above the knee, showing off her shapely calves above three-inch heels. The attire spelled professionalism. But I knew better.

My trance was broken as she told Seema to have a good evening. I did the same and watched her leave the space. Again, I was brought back to the present when Stella barked at me. "Megan, please book the other apartment on the fifth floor for us. I will grab my bag, and we can walk down."

I stood there for a moment processing her request. Not once, this entire year, has she asked to book the apartment for us. I pulled up my phone and opened our calendar. I had just saved the booking when Stella closed her door and walked towards me once more. "Let's go," she said as she walked past me.

As the elevator door closed, she simply stated, "For what I have planned this afternoon, I would like to have some more comfort. I hope you don't mind."

I shook my head, and we exited the elevator on the fifth floor. Even though this year has brought me many challenging experiences, I felt unprepared for what Stella might have planned. She was a wildcard in all the ways one could imagine. I scanned my badge to let us in.

Stella sat her bag down on the kitchen table and walked into the living room and sat in the chair adjacent to the couch. She gave me a look, intimating that I should join her. I walked over and sat on the couch and waited for what was next.

She quickly broke the silence. "Do you know why I sat in this chair Megan"

I replied, "It is a slightly more powerful position than sitting on the couch."

Stella smiled, "Very perceptive. You are as promising of a young talent as I have ever seen in my life Megan. You have inspired me and have made me want to put even more effort into training the young women in this company. I expect this to be our last meeting, in this context. After today, all of our future encounters will be boring, and of a completely professional nature."

I frowned a little bit. As harsh of a lover as Stella could often be, she made me better. For that I will always be thankful. But I will also miss her demanding nature. There is a small part of my sexual being that is submissive, and Stella knew how to push those buttons.

She continued, "I still want to mentor you, Megan as I want you to realize that great potential you have. We will have to figure out the schedule, as I expect I will dedicate some time to whatever new intern takes your place, and to my increased efforts for all the young women here."

I nodded my understanding and thanked her for continuing to help me grow. We spent the next twenty minutes talking. We had a small year in review, helping to truly understand how far I had come, and how much I had learned. She praised me many times, which was also new to me. I was really enjoying this new side of her. Our discussion closed by her walking through the topics of our continued mentorship. It was going to be less about functional aspects of the corporate world, and more about the soft skills. Things like knowing which chair to sit in and why.

Stella eventually moved her review onto our sexual adventures this year. She continued, "Megan, before we head into that bedroom for our final sexual experience, I want to commend you on the growth of your sexual abilities as well. As an executive leader in this company I have heard about some of the amazing things you have done on the sales trips, including the work that you did with Derrick. I have also heard of some of the challenging sexual things you have done this year, starting with that stunt Victor pulled in your interview, through the New Year's event, and totaling up the full eleven plus months of being available day after day, hour after hour."

I smiled. I was not sure why. I guess it was because of how important it was for me to hear that someone of her level recognized the effort and endurance it took for me to make it this far.

She continued, "And finally, I want to commend you on making it through a year with me. I am a very demanding, selfish, and usually intimidating lover. I feel that I was harder on you this year, than any of the previous interns. I did it in part because I am selfish, and I felt like it. But partly, it was because I was testing you, and you passed every single time. You took what I gave you, smiled, and maybe even enjoyed it. I also appreciated that you became comfortable enough to give it back to me. As part of our sexual trysts, I learned that I get turned on by my lesbian plaything pushing the envelope with me as well. I am not usually one to dole out tons of compliments, but you deserve them. I'm proud of you."

I am not sure my smile could have been any bigger. I thanked her for sharing these compliments with me. Before I could belabor the point, she stood up and reached her hand out. As I took it, she pulled me up, off the couch, and into her grasp. She leaned in and kissed me. It was not as aggressive as some of her actions, but definitely intentional.

When this kiss broke, she commented, "I think it is time we went into that bedroom and had some orgasms. What do you think?"

I nodded my agreement. "Anything you want mistress."

She smiled and turned toward the bedroom. Excitement started to build in my loins as I followed behind.

We were not in the room for more than ten seconds when she turned to me and said, "This evening is going to be special for both of us. I hope you remember it fondly." She turned, and asked, "Can you unzip me please?"

"Of course." I unzipped her nice dress, and she pulled her arms through and let it slide down her body. She turned to face me again, dressed in a matching black lingerie set. She pointed her finger at me, and expressed, "And don't you dare tell anyone about what happens here tonight. Including your executive admin girlfriend."

I did not respond. In my mind, I reconciled that anyone paying attention, would know about my relationship with Shana. My mind was still maneuvering when Stella leaned in and kissed me once again. I think it was mostly to get my attention, if not in part to get the sexual party started.

In a very unusual set of actions, we actually kissed passionately as we undressed each other. Soon we were naked and standing at the edge of the bed. Stella took my hand and pulled me onto the bed and pushed me down on my back. As I scooted away from her to the middle of the bed she crawled after me. Before I truly recognized what was happening, she was on top of me, resuming the kssing.

I wrapped my legs around her torso and ran my hands up her naked back. She ran her left hand up under my head and grabbed my hair. With a firm pull, my head tilted back, exposing my bare neck. Stella took advantage and attacked me like a vampire might. Her kisses were forceful but not damaging. Down my neck she went, sliding her body along mine as she went. To my breasts she went next.