Mike was what you would call "manly". At 38 he still looked 20. When I was 18 I applied for an internship at his law firm. When I received the position and met the man I was working for, I couldn't wait to go out and buy business suits and shorten the skirts until they were so short I could hardly move without giving him a view. The first day of work I showed up in a red top and short black skirt. I went into Mike's office trying to look coy. He glanced up at me, looked back down at his paper, then quickly looked up again. I saw his eyes linger on my skirt and I saw the look of lust flash in his eyes. He stood up and shook my hand and I looked up at him, licked my lips and batted my eyelashes. After just a few days of work, Mike asked me to be his "personal helper". I was very eager to do this since most of what I thought about all day was how to seduce him.
One day he asked me to help sort his papers with him. Just sitting next to him turned me on and being so close, I began to get wet. The hornier I got, the braver I got. I turned to him and asked, "Where should I put this?" As I said that, I put my hand high up on his thigh. He raised is eyebrows but simply answered "up there in that pile". I caught his eyes, my hand still on his thigh, and sexily smiled at him. We continued to sort papers and I gradually moved my hand upward toward his manhood massaging his thigh. I could hardly focus on anything but my hand and the warmth and wetness in my lacy black panties. Finally I reached his cock and even outside his pants I realized that it was wonderfully big. It was already erect and all I wanted to do was get on my knees, take it out and suck it. But I knew I couldn't do that just yet so I began to caress it, running my fingers up and down the length. I put my fingers on either side of it, and began moving my hand up and down as if jacking him off. I could hear his breath quicken. After only a few minutes I knew he would be getting close, so I stopped and removed my hand. The rest of the day we sat next to each other, the air around us was thick with our lust.
The next day I hardly saw him at all. Then, five minutes before I was supposed to leave, he said he needed to talk to me after things closed up. I was worried. What if he was mad about yesterday? But I was also excited. What if he wanted to continue what happened yesterday? When everything was finally closed up, he and I were the last ones there. I went into his office and asked him what he needed to speak to me about. He walked past me, shut his door, and approached me. He said, "it's about yesterday." I replied, "um, okay, what is it?" He then pushed me back to his desk and kissed me hard. He grabbed me by the waist and lifted me onto his clean desk. We continued kissing and I rubbed my hand against his bulge. He cupped my breasts in his hands, pinching my nipples. He pulled away some and pushed up my skirt realizing I hadn't worn panties. He could see my smoothly shaven pussy.