The Lucky Intern

I was the newbie in the office, both in terms of age and time at the company, as I started my internship when I had just turned 20. My daily job was to make coffee and bring it to the other employees, carry paperwork from there to here, do the boring reports that the others didn't want to do, and so on. I did it all without complaining, the pay was reasonably good, and it would be even better if I got a permanent job.

Since I'm reasonably outgoing, I had no problem making friends there. Especially with other employees in their early 20s, and there's no bigger topic between us than our wonderful boss. Sandra is a 38-year-old woman, with very light blonde hair, always in a bun, green eyes, teeth as white as snow, sharp facial features, and smooth (and soft, as I found out later) skin due to the care she has received throughout her life. Her outfit doesn't vary much, usually a white office blouse, a tight black knee-length skirt, pantyhose, and high heels. Depending on the weather, she may or may not wear a blazer.

She's something that all the employees want, not only because of her beauty but also because of her status. Sandra is powerful in her career and her posture. Chest puffed out, chin slightly outstretched, a graceful walk with the sound of heels on the floor, she rarely looked in any direction other than forward in the office corridors. He spoke only to those she needed to, leaving the rest to her assistant.

It was a Tuesday like any other when I made everyone's dream come true. Just before lunch, I was at my desk, finishing another one of the huge Excel spreadsheets with the company's numbers, when I noticed a figure standing next to me. From the expensive perfume and the silhouette in my peripheral vision, I knew who it was.

"You're Leonard, right?" My boss asked.

I turned to her and answered: "Yes, I am, boss."

"Come with me." She didn't even wait for me to get up and walked away.

At that point, my mind started imagining different possibilities, and what happened next wasn't even on the top of my head.

I saved my progress in Excel, got up, and followed her, trying not to look at her ass right in front of me as her hips swayed from side to side. I looked away to see my friends staring back at me and whispering to each other, as curious as I was about what would happen.

She stopped before her office, opened the door, and let me in first. It was the first time I'd seen my boss's office, a typical office room, not much different from the ones in the movies. A filing cabinet, a desk with a computer and a huge chair, two upholstered chairs in front of the desk, diplomas and certificates on the wall, and so on.

I sat down in the chair on the left and tried to relax, my anxiety was so visible that Sandra asked me right after closing the door: "Are you nervous?"

I couldn't lie and answered: "A bit."

My boss walked behind me, went to her chair to sit down, and said: "Don't worry, I just look angry." I tried to resist, but my eyes went straight to the smile she wore after speaking. What a beautiful woman. I couldn't respond with anything different than an embarrassed laugh, and then she continued: "I've called you here to talk about your promotion."

Excited, I didn't let her finish. "Thank you, ma'am, I..."

Sandra cut me off. "Calm down, I didn't finish."

"Okay, I'm sorry." I tried to pull myself together.

"But I want something from you." She said, leaning back on her chair.

"And what would that be?" I asked with a confused look on my face.

"Well, I don't know if you know, but I recently got divorced." As she spoke, Sandra stood up and walked over to me. "And I've been feeling so lonely, you know."

I felt like I was in a porn movie at that moment and was so incredulous that I answered everything that came as she walked past me. "I understand, ma'am."

"Your work is enough for me to hire you, but I don't just want a new employee." She said as she rubbed my shoulders. "I want a young, handsome man like you to satisfy me."

My heart was about to burst out of my mouth and I shivered completely when she whispered in my ear: "Do you think you can satisfy me, Leonard?"

"Of course I can." I don't think anyone would have said anything else.

"Good." She stepped out from behind me and knelt in front of me. "Let's see what you have here." And then she began to unzip my pants and pull them down to my shins, leaving me in just my black underwear. My cock was already so hard that the bulge in the fabric was obvious.

Sandra ran her hand over the bulge first, as if to get a feel for its size before she saw it.

"It looks like one I like." She said just before she also pulled down my underwear and now saw my full-sized cock, so hard it was pointing at the ceiling of the room.

My boss put her hands on my dick near the base, testing its thickness and hardness, as well as its weight. I had passed the first stage of the test because as she began to masturbate me, she moved her thin, long-fingered hand up and down. I couldn't help but notice the sun mark on her ring finger where her wedding ring was.

Then Sandra looked me in the eye and said: "I'd love to take my skirt off and ride that big cock until you explode inside me, but I don't know how to be discreet when I'm having sex and everyone in the office would know about our affair."

I was worried for a moment, thinking that she was going to leave me alone at this point, but luckily she continued.

"Today you're going to tell your colleagues that you're working overtime, and when everyone leaves, you're going to meet me here in my room." I nodded positively at her every word. "I'll give you this appetizer for now."

I celebrated inwardly as I felt the soft touch of her lips on one of my balls, followed by a delicious suck. She still looked me in the eye, even though my sack covered most of her face. This woman knows how to drive a man crazy. Soon both of my balls were in her mouth as she sucked them, all without stopping to jerk me off. Suddenly, with a bubbling sound, she removed her mouth from my sack and giggled a little, I imagine because of the look on my face at what she was doing.

"Motherfucker." I cursed in a tone close to a groan.

"Better keep your mouth shut." Sandra answered me and started kissing the base of my cock, each kiss going further up my member until she reached the head, where she first sucked only the tip. She alternated between small sucks and circular licks.

I was so horny that I put my hand on the back of her head, indicating that I wanted to feel the warmth of this woman's mouth along the entire length of my cock, and she complied. With her eyes closed, she lowered her head, taking in every inch until her lips touched my pelvis. It's a good thing I always keep my pubic hair well-trimmed. And then she went the other way, up until only the head of my cock was left in his mouth and down again, repeating the process a few times, faster and faster, harder and harder. She was wetting my cock more and more with her saliva.

I held myself back to keep still, no woman had ever sucked me off as well as Sandra, probably because I'd never been with one so experienced. As much as I tried to resist, as much as I wanted to feel this pleasure for much longer, I felt my orgasm coming closer and she noticed, opened her eyes, and made eye contact with me again. I felt invited to do what I did. With both hands on the back of her head, I buried her face against my hips and felt my cock deep in my boss's throat, and right there I came, spurting my cum and feeling her swallow every drop as her makeup blurred with a tear.

When I felt I had nothing left to ejaculate, I removed my hands from the back of her head and leaned back in the chair, still under the final effects of my climax. Sandra, on the other hand, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and caught her breath while still on her knees after my cock had exited her mouth and then returned to normal.

"Back to work, Leonard." She said as she stood up.

When I heard the sentence, I realized where I was. "Sorry, boss." And I quickly pulled up my pants and stood up when she was already back in her president's chair.

"See you later." She said, grabbing some cosmetics from her bag to fix her smudged makeup.

"Bye." I said as I walked out the door and back into the real world.

For the rest of the day, my mind was far away. I filled out Excel spreadsheets and printed out other employees' paperwork while images of my boss sucking my dick and visions of what was to come ran through my mind. I checked the time on my watch countless times, it seemed like no time had passed. I heard questions about whether I was okay, why I was so quiet, and I lied about having some personal problem that I didn't want to talk about. Finally, I saw the office staff moving around, and when I looked at the clock again, happiness overcame me. One by one my colleagues picked up their things and left, I told them I'd be working overtime at the boss's request and said goodbye, until finally, I was the only one left. I got up and went straight to the boss's room and knocked on the door.

"Come in, it's open." She said from inside.

I opened the door and found my boss sitting cross-legged on the table, with loose hair, already without her pantyhose and high heels, showing a good part of her thighs, as her skirt had been pulled up well. She also had two buttons undone on her blouse. I could see not only some of the white skin on her breasts but also part of her red bra.

"I hope you were able to concentrate on your work after our meeting earlier." Sandra said, looking directly into my eyes as her hand slid down my neck and her fingertips brushed over her exposed breasts.

"It's been hard to avoid you in my thoughts." I said with mesmerized eyes.

"Then come here and fulfill everything you've imagined." She said, spreading her legs to show me her red panties.

My cock was already hard as I walked over to her and stopped right between her spread legs. Our faces were so close we could feel each other's breath. We spent seconds communicating just by looking at each other, my brown eyes challenging her green ones, until I put both hands on my boss's slender waist and pulled her toward me, bringing her body to rest against mine right on the edge of the table, and then I kissed her eagerly, and she reciprocated in the same way with her hands on my face. The kiss was wet and noisy.

I broke the kiss and moved down to her neck, now with gentle touches of my mouth on the sensitive area. Her hands left my face and became a support behind her back as she leaned back to give me more room to work. I unbuttoned a part of her blouse until I had a full view of her beautiful pair of tits and flat stomach, even from a sitting position. She unbuttoned her blouse herself while I kissed her breasts to the edge of her bra, which was soon pulled away by my skillful hands. Now with full access, I went all, kissing the skin, sucking the nipples, squeezing what was outside my mouth, switching breasts, and repeating, feeling her hand press on the back of my neck.

Her previously muffled moans grew louder as I moved my mouth down her body until I was kneeling on the floor, kissing her crotch.

"Eat my pussy." Sandra asked, no longer able to take so much teasing.

So I did. I pulled the red fabric of her panties aside to make room for my mouth and then began to stimulate her clitoris with my tongue in circular motions, as I had learned from my ex-girlfriend. Sandra's two hands tangled in my black hair as I sucked her, tasting the arousal fluid as I stuck my tongue inside, varying the movements, and it wasn't long before I heard those sweet words: "I'm going to cum."

Then I picked up the pace to make it happen and it wasn't long before she was screaming. My boss climaxed and her body convulsed on the table, her moans echoing through the empty office and her hands pressing my face against her pelvis until the torrent of pleasure stopped, and only then did she release me.

"I need your cock inside me." My boss said as I got up.

I thought we'd have sex facing each other on the table, but my boss is more of a slut than I thought. She pushed me away with her foot on my chest as I approached and then she got off the table, turned around, and leaned on the wooden surface, thrusting her ass at me and making her skirt rise even higher.

I have to say that I have never felt so horny in my life as I did at that moment. My almighty boss with that cold aura offering her body like that to me, a mere intern. I took a few seconds to enjoy the view and run my hand over her soft ass, and I felt a shiver run down her back, and it only took one look back over my shoulder to make me take the next step. I lowered her panties to the middle of her thighs and began to insert my cock into Sandra's wet pussy. Slowly I felt the heat and moisture of her insides enveloping every inch of my cock until I reached the deepest point possible and my hips collided with her ass. I stood there for a while, taking deep breaths to get used to the sensation. No matter how good my sexual skills were, I had to do what was necessary to avoid disaster. When I felt ready, I began to thrust my hips back in the same way, my eyes fixed on my cock protruding wetly from inside her, and then I thrust forward again, now with a little more force, eliciting a louder moan than the first. I continued the process calmly, enjoying the sensation, until I was fucking her at a more frantic pace.

The sound of our bodies colliding was mixed with my boss's moans and my own that escaped my mouth from time to time and I heard things like: "Yeah, fuck me like that!" and "That pussy is yours!"

Her ass bounced with every pound of my hips and I slap her buttocks a few times, hard, leaving a red mark of my hand on her white skin.

"Don't stop, please, don't stop, I'm going to cum on your cock!" She screamed as loud as she could.

I picked up the pace even more and had to concentrate as much as I could to keep from losing control because I still had one thing on my mind.

Soon my boss was climaxing again, her legs shaking and her torso convulsing on the table.

I was close, very close to cumming too, when at the end of her orgasm she looked at me over her shoulder and said: "Finish inside me."

I managed to hold myself back, not because I didn't want to come inside her, of course I did. It would be the pinnacle of an intern's dream, or rather, it WAS the pinnacle of an intern's dream, but not at that moment.

Abruptly I pulled out of her and almost immediately she turned around with an angry face as if to ask why I had done that, but before anything came out of her mouth I said: "Earlier you said you wanted to ride my cock until I exploded inside you." Leaving my pants and underwear behind, I walked around the table wearing only my shoes until I was sitting in my boss's chair as if I were taking her place. "Then come and do it."

It's hard to describe the determined look she gave me when she finally got rid of both her panties and her skirt and came over to me and said: "You'll see how much I was telling the truth."

Luckily her chair was big enough for her to sit on my lap. No sooner had she settled over me than Sandra quickly grabbed my dick and sat on it, and once again I felt the delicious sensation of my cock sliding through the wet pussy. Only unlike me, she didn't start slowly, as soon as she had my cock inside her, she bounced on my lap and I held her waist.

"Holy shit!" I sighed as I tried my hardest to hold out any longer.

My eyes were glued to her bouncing breasts as she moved up and down, resting her hands on my shoulders and digging her long nails into my skin, Leaving marks for me to remember.

Suddenly she pulled my face up to kiss me, breaking my concentration. My orgasm came closer and closer, to the point where I couldn't hold it in any longer. I hooked my fingers into her buttocks, squeezed hard, and pulled her down against my body, driving my cock even deeper into her pussy and, with nothing to hold me back, I had the best orgasm of my life.

"Yes! Give me everything." My boss said as I shot my cum into her womb. Trusting that she was on some kind of contraceptive.

At the end of my orgasm, Sandra remained on my lap with my cock softening inside her.

"That was amazing." I said from the bottom of my heart with my hands on her hips, feeling like the first time I had sex.

"It was." She gave me a different smile at that moment and crossed her arms around my neck. "Your new contract will be on your desk tomorrow and I expect you to work hard, with lots of overtime."

I returned the smile by saying: "You got it, boss."

And that's how I became the happiest intern in the world.