0 comments/ 29059 views/ 5 favorites On Company Time By: formywife I was particularly worked up one Thursday night, and put my best moves on my wife in bed. Getting her to have midweek sex with me is a 50/50 proposition at best, but she was actually going for it that night. That is, until she fell asleep on me. I knew if I woke her up, she would just be pissed, so instead I rolled over, lubed up my cock, and jerked myself to a less than satisfying orgasm. I woke up the next morning with a huge boner, but since the wife was up and dressed already, I figured the only way it would be taken care of would be the same way I took care of it last night. Before I could even squeeze the lube onto my cock, Renee yelled to the bedroom, "Luke, can you bring out my brown flats. And can you get up and help me look for my keys?" I got her flats, found the keys that she had left in some random spot (like that is my problem anyway), got her out the door, and headed back to bed. She noticed me with my huge boner before she left, and gave me a little shit for it, but did promise she would take care of me tonight since I "took too long to get going" when she fell asleep last night. I still had 15 minutes before I needed to get up and get ready. Of course, as soon as I had the lube out and was ready to go, the dog appeared at the side of the bed with her "If you don't take me out right now I'm going to pee in front of you and then go shit somewhere hidden so you don't find it for days" look, so I crawled back out of bed, let the dog out, waited for her to be done, let her back in and fed her. I still had five minutes, not as much as I would like to take, but still enough to at least relieve enough tension until my wife could help me out more later. Of course, as soon as I got back into bed, I heard a little voice calling out from outside the door, "Daddy, can I watch TV before school?" " "Jesus fucking Christ," I muttered, "what the fuck did I do to deserve this?" I was obviously not going to nut before work, so I threw on some clothes and got ready to face my day. My foul mood was obvious to anyone who came across me that day, and I tried to just sit in my office and not deal with anyone, hoping the weekend would get there and I'd be able to go home. Everyone seemed to sense I just wanted some space, and was willing to give it to me, except for our intern Dana. "You look like your having a bad day, Luke,"" she said, popping her head in to grab a report she needed to pass up the line. "Anything I can do to help." Little did she know. I wondered why she chose today get personal. We had said hi and talked a little about work in the couple of months that she'd been there, but other than passing reports to her she needed to deliver to other people, we hadn't really said all that much. She was a cute girl, and I think about 19 or 20. She had long blonde hair that she let hang low, in contrast to the regular employees who usually had it done up in severe buns. She did carry a few more pounds on her five foot, ten inch frame that I usually find attractive on women. She wasn't fat, but she was no skinny flat chested teenager either. She had nice curves that were highlighted by her cross between professional and college student clothes she wore to work, like she was trying to dress grown up, but hadn't quite figured out how yet. "I'm just having a shitty day, and I'm just waiting for 5:00 to come so that I don't blow a gasket and go off on someone for something that I normally wouldn't care about. Thanks for asking, though, everyone else has just let me wallow in here." Did my mood just brighten because she asked me how I was? "Well, we can't have that now, can we? Hey, I'm going out for a cigarette break after I run and drop these reports off. You should come with me." "Dana, I don't smoke." "That's ok, non smokers need a cigarette break sometimes. You should come out, it'll help you relax. Meet me outside of the loading dock in about ten minutes, ok?" I looked her up and down. She was wearing a pair of tight black shorts that came just below the knee. At first blush, they looked like she was wearing a kind of pencil skirt, at least until she started walking. She was wearing a bright, flowy shirt that landed somewhere between electric green and some kind of neon turquoise. And a pair of two inch black heels. Halfway between student and professional. I could think of worse things to do than stand outside with her while she smoked a cigarette on a beautiful day. "Sure, why not, I'm in." "Great, I'll see you in a few." She spun and left with the report she needed to deliver, and as I looked down to finish a couple of Emails before I left to meet her, I saw her look back at me over her shoulder. I looked back up and suddenly became entranced watching her hips sway as she faded from view. Ten minutes later, there I was, walking out the back door to the loading dock area. Most of the smokers went out to a picnic table that had been designated as the smoking area, although smoking was permissible here. They just liked to be able to sit in the shade at the table as socialize, and this was a pretty noisy area when the deliveries were coming in. On Fridays, after about 10:00, there were no more deliveries, so this was pretty deserted now. Dana was about ten feet away from the door, and gave me a little wave as she took a drag off her cigarette. "I'm glad you came. You need to just take a minute and relax. Whatever is bothering you is just not worth it." She exhaled a puff of smoke. "Yeah, it's a little more complicated than that. I'll be ok once 5:00 gets here." "Hey, come around here with me," she said, leading me around a corner to a little cubby area built into the building. "It's a little shadier and cool out over here." I followed her around the corner, and she was leaned against the wall facing me when I rounded the bend. "So, what is it you're studying..." I started to ask, until she leaned into me when I got close to her and pressed her lips to mine. She took me by surprise, and the suddenness of her motion pushed me back against the wall. "I think I have an idea on how to make you less stressed," she whispered into my ear in a momentary pause from kissing me. I know as a married man, I should have stopped her, but I couldn't. I know as a professional I should have stopped her, but I couldn't. She reached down to where her body was grinding against my now extremely hard cock, and started stroking me through my pants. I moaned, giving her all the encouragement she needed. She kept kissing me, her tongue probing the inside of my mouth, as her gentle fingers undid my belt, unsnapped my snap, and unzipped my zipper. She broke our kiss again, and leaned back into my ear, "When is the last time you got a tug from a 19 year old?" She licked my earlobe, and gave it a quick nibble. I moaned again. "It's probably been since I was 19," I said in a hushed whisper. He fingers glided over the material of my boxers, and my cock twitched at the attention it was receiving. Her gentle ministration had elicited a boner the likes of which I had never had before. "Dana, what if someone sees us." "Luke, no one comes out here on Fridays. Please just relax and let me do this nice thing I'm trying to do for you." She ran her finger around the opening of the boxers, and finally touched bare skin to bare skin and her index finger probed inside of my shorts. She went back to kissing me as she tugged my pants and boxers down around my ankles. If someone did come out now, there would be no way of talking my way out of this situation. With my pants out of the way, her hand came to rest gently on my shaft. She formed a circle with her hand, and squeezed the head of my cock in the palm of her hands. A shockwave went through my body, and I shivered despite the temperature being high. "Does that feel good baby? Are you going to come for me so I can watch?" My mouth was dry, and I found myself unable to speak, because as soon as she started talking, her hand started moving. She glided it up the entire length of my cock, and held it there at the base. "Is that how you like it? Nice and slow and easy" "No baby, I like it fast and hard." She went back to my head soft and gentle, and then zoomed back down to the base while squeezing my cock hard. She went on for a few minutes with that rhythm, soft on the way up, hard on the way down. My balls started to twitch, and as if she could sense it, she reached down with my free hand and cupped my balls, giving them a little squeeze before releasing them. She started to exert more pressure, and picked up the speed with which she was jacking me off. "Oh baby, I love the feel of a rock hard cock in my hand. I love knowing that you're hard because of me. I love getting you off, and watching you spurt your cum all over the place. Am I doing a good job baby? Are you going to reward me by letting me watch you come?" Her voice never went above a whisper, but it echoed in my head as she had raised her stroking to another level, and was now furiously trying to coax my hot sticky cum out from inside my body. "God Dana, that feels good." The heat and friction were starting to take their toll. My arms hung limply by my side, and I was leaning against the wall for support. "Go ahead and grab my tits baby. I don't wear bras." I reached up and fondled her through her silky material. Her nipples were rock hard before I even touched them, and they seemed to grow bigger and harder after the attention I gave them. "Come for me baby. I want to see you come. Do you have a big load for me? I get off on seeing big cocks like yours shooting big loads all over my hands." The combination of the whispered dirty talk, the high speed friction on my cock, and the feel of 19 year old perky breasts with apparently huge nipples was too much for me. "Oh god, I'm going to come. I feel like my balls are going to explode. Dana, I'm coming for you." She stepped back a little bit, just in time to avoid getting splattered by my first shot, which traveled almost six feet. She slowed down but kept pumping me, coaxing six more shots out of me before I collapsed against the wall, spent. She had some of the come on the hand she had used on me, and right before my eyes, she raised the hand to her lips and started to lick my sperm off of herself. She licked herself clean like she was a cat. "Mmmm, baby. I love the taste of come." I pulled my pants up. "Can I have a cigarette, Dana?" "I thought you didn't smoke," she said with a wry smirk. "After that cigarette break, I need one," I replied. "My god that was intense. Thanks, Dana. That was just what the doctor ordered." I lit the cigarette she handed me, and we both took our first drags. "No problem. Now the next time you're in a bad mood, you let me know, ok?" "Dana, I'm going to let you know even when I'm in a good mood from now on." We finished our cigarettes, shared one last kiss, and went back in to finish our day. I was in a great mood. The whole time I was making love to my wife that night, I was thinking about my cute little sexy intern. On Company Time Ch. 02 "You sure have been asking for a lot of handjobs lately. It seems like you don't even want to make love to me anymore, you just want me to jerk you off. What is that all about?" Leave it to my wife to ruin a perfectly acceptable night of marital relations with talking. "I don't know, Renee. Just a phase I guess. Trying to switch things up. Trying new things. Trying to keep things interesting." Why was this big deal? Of course, I couldn't tell her the truth; that our sexy office intern made me crave her hand around my cock, and that was all I could think about lately. "And another thing; are you're sure you're not smoking? Because, you've been coming home smelling an awful lot like smoke lately." I sighed. We had this conversation three or four times over the last three weeks. Of course I had started smoking, but I wasn't going to tell her that. I also wasn't going to tell her that my smoking was a direct result of the sexy, 19 year old intern who had been giving me handjobs in the loading dock at work for the last four Fridays. "Renee, for the last time, and I do mean the last time, no I am not smoking. My new boss, Bob, has been asking me to accompany him out to the smoking area on his smoke breaks because of this big new project we are working on. I'm getting a little sick of the insinuations." I tried to strike my most hurtful pose, hoping she would drop the subject. "Sorry honey, you seem to be acting little strange lately. If something was going on you'd let me know right. You're not in danger of losing your job, are you?" Ah, so it came out; she was worried about money, not about me. "No honey, nothing like that. Everything is fine. Maybe I just need some time off." "Well maybe you should take it. My wrist is killing me lately. I haven't given that many handjobs since junior high." She kissed me on the cheek and rolled over to go to bed. I don't know if it was the seven year itch or what, but all I could think of was Dana's hand wrapped around my cock, and watching young Dana lick my cum off her hand when I had finished. We had followed up our initial rendezvous each of the next three Friday's, and it was super hot each time. I know most guys in my position probably would have tried to push the envelope and tried to get something other than a handjob out back there, but the handjobs were doing just fine for me. I figured "Why rock the boat?" I wasn't getting any younger, and getting a handjob from a hot intern was probably the best I could hope for at my age. The downside was that I had started smoking. It started with just a cigarette after we fooled around, and then it turned into two, then one every day, and then a couple a day. I bummed my first several cigarettes, but this past Monday had bought a pack on the way to work. I finished the last square in the pack when we finished up on Friday. Other than that, it had been a phenomenal month. Some sort of flu bug was running through the office. I was feeling fine, but a lot of people were out. That is why it didn't surprise me when Bob asked me to run an errand that would usually be done by someone else. Besides, running to the printer to pick up the outdoor vinyl banners would get me out of the office for a while, and the weather was still nice enough now to enjoy it. Fall was coming pretty soon, so I was willing to take any opportunity to enjoy a beautiful day. I grabbed my stuff, and headed out to my car. From behind I heard a familiar voice yell, "Hey! Wait up!" I turned to see Dana hurrying after me. She was dressed is a pair of black pants, a little too tight for the office, and a white blouse that seemed to be open in front but really wasn't. She was also dressed in heels. "What's up?" I asked, not sure what she was doing out her. She leaned on me as she caught her breath. "Bob's secretary Angie told me to come along with you in case you needed some help loading the stuff up, or to run into the office for you to grab a cart." She looked up at me with a wide smile, and I knew something mischievous was running through her mind. Heck, I'm no fool: I wasn't about to turn down a mid-week, mid-day handjob. "Cool, let's go. You got any smokes? I'm all out." "Of course I do," she said, sliding into my car. She pulled two out of her pack, put them both in her mouth, lit them both, and handed me one. The front windshield was nearly obscured as she exhaled. "Sure is a nice day. I'm glad to get out of the office. You be sure and drive real slow, ok." "No problem. I'm planning on milking this for all that it is worth." I looked over to shoot her a smile, and noticed her hand was resting on the button of her blouse. I tried to concentrate on the road, but still keep one eye on the passenger seat. Slowly she undid a button. All of the time we had been fooling around, and I had never seen her breasts. I hadn't even really touched them, except through her shirts and bras. Was I finally going to get a look at her perky 19 year old breasts, and her elongated nipples? She undid another button, and turned my face to look directly at her. "Why don't you get off this main road and drive through a neighborhood for a bit?" I almost caused an accident making a hard right turn onto a side street. By the time I did, she had two more buttons undone. I drove slowly through the tree lined streets, deserted do to high heat and the relative comfort of back yard pools and air conditioning. She undid the last button on her shirt, and pulled it apart, revealing a sexy white lace bra. "Do you like what you see?" she asked teasingly, knowing full well what my answer would be. "Meh, I've seen better," I lied with a huge grin on my face. As she leaned over to smack my arm, I reached up surreptitiously and felt her up through her bra. Keeping an eye out for pedestrians, I maneuvered the car slowly through the neighborhood. "Jerk, I'm almost ready to cover back up and not show you anymore." "Oh, you're going to show me some more," I said, eyebrow raised. Without another word she grabbed the cups of her bra in each hand, and started rubbing herself. She squeezed her boobs together, and then moved her hands so that she could tweak and pinch her nipples through her bra. My grin kept getting wider. I couldn't believe what happened next. She reached her hand in between her breasts, and unsnapped the clap that I hadn't realized was in front. In an instant, her boobs were free. Her nipples were as large as they seemed, and stuck far out from the swell of her breasts. She grabbed both nipples and pulled them even farther from her body, showing me how far they could stretch. She lowered her head, stuck out her tongue, and licked each nipple, before inserting them one by one between her lips for a little suck. I had to shift in my seat from the tension in my pants due to her erotic display. "Pull over into that school parking lot. Drive around the back of the school." She commanded; I obeyed. She leaned close to me as I maneuvered the car into a hidden position, and reached down into my lap to feel my hard cock. She rubbed it through my pants, and cooed in my ear, "Did I do that to you? Doesn't seem right for me to make you all hard and uncomfortable, and leaving you like that." I shifted the car into park, and leaned towards her and kissed her. It was our first kiss of the day. I really enjoyed kissing her, and wished we had more time to just make out. I was never sure how she would react to my kissing her, since it didn't happen all the time, but I shouldn't have been since her tongue escaped her mouth and found its way into mine. Our tongues entwined as if dancing together, and I felt her hand on mine as she took control. She raised my hands to her chest, and I dutifully cupped her naked breasts. I rubbed and squeezed each breasts, and rolled my thumb over her nipples. My other hand was working on freeing my cock from its restraints. I started to pinch her nipples, which ended up being more sensitive than I had realized before. I squeezed her nipples pretty hard, and I could feel her start to moan into my mouth. "Suck on my nipples. I want to feel your lips and tongue on them," she whispered in my ear after breaking our kiss. I lowered my head, and gently kissed both of her nipples. I had never seen pointier nipples that were longer than hers. They seemed like they were sticking out two inches, but that is probably an exaggeration. They were big though. I circled each nipple with my tongue, and then sucked gently on them. "Harder. Suck harder. I can come from guys sucking on my nipples. Suck them hard and get me off!" I ran my tongue over them as I increased my pressure on her nipples. I gave up trying to get my cock out, and used my hands to tug on her nipples while I was sucking on the other one. Within minutes her head was thrown back, and she was deep in the throes of an orgasm, all cause by nipple play. I had never seen anything like that before. Before her breathing had even returned to normal, she attacked my mouth again. As she kissed me, her hands fumbled in my crotch trying to get my pants undone. "I know I've got you all hot and bothered today. I know a handjob probably won't do. I'm going to give you a special treat, one reserved only for special guys. I'm going to suck your cock and swallow your entire load." I almost came right there. Even when Renee went down on me for special occasions, I was never allowed to come in her mouth. Dana was going to give me the thrill of a lifetime. She kissed me hard once on the mouth, and then showered my face with her kisses. She moved down slightly and gently kissed my neck, undoing my tie and top button as she did. Her hand had migrated to my hard cock, and rested lightly on top of it outside of my pants. She pulled her head away from me, and looked in my eyes. She giggled a little, I think because I must have looked utterly befuddled at her actions. She kissed me again on the lips, gently this time, before breaking our gaze and lowering her head towards my lap. She gave my cock a squeeze, and then used both of her hands to undo my belt. She fumbled for the zipper, so I adjusted myself in the seat to give her a little easier access. She slowly pulled the zipper down, and gave me one last look up into my eyes. She licked her lips, and then reached inside my pants for my cock. She gave it a gentle squeeze through my boxers, and lightly stroked it. I gave her back an audible moan. I loved when her hands were on my cock. I could only imagine how good her mouth would feel. She grabbed the waistband of my boxers, and struggled trying to pull them down. I lifted up off the seat, and she gave a couple of more tugs and my cock sprang free, exposed to the world. She grabbed my cock again and held it steady so it wouldn't move as she began to lick around the head. My cock twitched a little at her wet, cool touch, and she squeezed a little harder to keep it steady. She slowly stroked up and down as she covered my head with her saliva. I hadn't even been in her mouth yet and I was already ready to come. Without warning she ran he hand down to the base of my cock and slipped the length of me into her mouth. The sensation went from cool, wet and exposed to warm, moist and engulfed. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and my head sagged uncontrollably as she held my cock in her mouth. She slid her head back up, lips vise gripped against my cock as it slid out of her. She released most of my cock, but kept her lips wrapped round just the head of my cock. She started sucking, gently at first but then increasing her pressure. As the pressure built, her hand once again started sliding up and down my now slick shaft. She flicked her tongue across the top of my head while she sucked it, and I almost shot my load into her mouth right there, but she inexplicable stopped sucking on and jacking off my cock. Her head was poised two inches from my cock. I wasn't sure what was going on, or what I was supposed to do. "Did you like that? Did I make you feel good? Do you want some more?" She hadn't really been a tease in our few previous encounters, and lord knows my wife never played sexual games, so I wasn't sure how I was supposed to respond. I know how my dick wanted to respond, though. "Yeah, that felt fucking amazing. Of course I want you to finish. I want to come in your mouth." "Show me." I could feel her breath on my cock she was so close while she was speaking. "What do you mean?" "Show me! If you want me to finish, show me how bad you want it." I was perplexed. Did she want me to say something? Did she want me to do something? I looked down and all I could see was a blond wild tangle of hair, pulled back in one of her hands. I felt her other hand on my thigh, and knew her open mouth hovered just inches from where I needed it to be. I made my decision, and hoped it would be the right one. "Suck my fucking dick and make me come in your mouth," I grunted as I grabbed a handful of hair, and forced her waiting mouth down over the entirety of my cock. I released her head, and it popped back off my cock. Did I go too far? "Is that all you wanted? Just one more suck?" I apparently didn't offend her. She wanted me to take charge? I grabbed a handful of hair again, this time holding her steady while I lifted myself off the car seat and thrust my cock up into her waiting mouth. "No, that's not all I wanted," I hissed, holding her head down on my cock. "I want you to stop teasing me and fucking suck my cock until I make you choke on my load of hot, sticky cum." She pushed off me with the hand that was on my thigh, and gasped for breath. I was sure I went too far that time. Except I didn't. Once she caught her breath, she attacked my cock. I still had a handful of hair, which I squeezed from time to time, but she was back in control. She bobbed her head up and down; her lips tightly sealed around my cock, and buried my shaft all the way down her throat. She moved her hand from my thigh to my cock, and stoked me as my shaft got exposed from her motion. I could feel my orgasm building, and I started giving her encouragements. "Yeah, that's it baby. That feels so fucking good. You're such a good little cock sucker. Right there. Just like that. Oh god, you're going to make me come. That feels so good." I felt my balls tighten, and could feel my orgasm start. "I'm coming," I announced, milliseconds before the first spurt shot from my cock into her mouth. She moved her lips up so that they just surrounded my head again, and then started sucking for all that she was worth, milking my prick for every last drop with her hand. I grunted with each shot of cum, and I could hear her moan each time she swallowed down another jet of cum. Finally my orgasm ended, and she released my cock from her vacuum like suction. My chest was beating wildly, and I couldn't catch my breath. That was the most intense, mind blowing orgasm I had ever experienced. I couldn't believe a 19 year old could be that good at sucking cocks. I tried to open my eyes, but was not sufficiently recovered yet. I could hear her rustling in the seat next to me. I heard her fumbling for the pack of cigarettes. I sensed her lighting cigarettes for both of us, and smelt the acrid scent as she exhaled in my direction. I finally managed to pop my eyes open, and accepted the square as she placed it between my lips. "Thanks. For everything," I weakly croaked, eliciting a warm smile. "We'd better get back to the office," she chided. As we smoked the rest of our cigarettes in silence, I put myself back together, and looked longingly at my young vixen. She took my hand in hers as we drove to finally do our errand. Nobody at the office seemed to notice we had been gone an unusually long time, and I was glad for that. As we pulled the signs out of my car, and loaded them onto the cart, she surprised me with a final kiss for the day. I glanced around to make sure no one had seen, but my attention was snapped back to her when she said, "I sure am going to miss our time together when my internship ends in a couple of weeks." She pushed the cart into the front door as I stood flabbergasted, my car open and exposed, me not knowing how to respond. On Company Time Ch. 03 I was despondent after realizing that Dana would be leaving the company soon. I don't know why the thought hadn't crossed my mind, but I just never thought about the fact that her internship would be over at the end of summer and she would need to go back to school to finish up her degree. I will admit that I had been an indiscriminate prick since I realized Dana was leaving. I was pissy from the time I woke up until the time I went to bed at night. At home, Renee just chalked it up to stress over my increased work load. She even tried to put out more over the next three weeks, but I turned her down cold. She didn't even give me attitude when I started smoking around the house, right under her nose (well, out in the garage actually). I think she was worried about me losing my job, and didn't want to stress me out any more than I actually was. I was under a lot of pressure at work, but with Bob, my boss, I blamed it on a cold hearted bitch of a wife. He said his first was like that, and he gave me the room to brood and contemplate, since my work was getting done (actually ahead of time). About the only time I was actually happy was lunchtime. Why you may ask. I had started going out to lunch every day with Dana. I had asked her if we could spend a little more time together after our afternoon blowjob adventure, so I could get to know her a little better. She laughed and said she thought I just wanted more blowjobs. I kind of did, but it went a little deeper than that. I really wanted to spend time with her, and get to know her better. Of course, I ended up getting a blowjob most of the days we went out to lunch, which was most of the days over that next three weeks. Except of Fridays, when we had our regular afternoon hand job rendez vous. How was I going to make it through my week when she was gone? The Thursday before her last day, we took a long lunch, and actually didn't even go to eat. She let me know that they were giving her a going away party tomorrow afternoon, and that she wouldn't be able to make our regular Friday date. Most of the office would be coming over to her area for cake and drinks, and she didn't think she'd be able to sneak out. We skipped lunch because she said she wanted to give me a proper send off, and she gave me two blowjobs as a going away present. Since I had just come, the second blowjob took a good long time, and I closed my eyes and tried to remember every detail, knowing that would be all there was of our time together. She managed to deep throat me like the girls did in porno movies, and even gave me a surprise by licking my balls before swallowing my second load of cum that afternoon. We drove back to the office in silence, both realizing we were smoking our last cigarette together. Before we got out of my car to return to work, she pulled me close in a warm embrace. He body started hitching, and I was surprised to find out that she was crying. She kissed me gently on the lips, sobs still overtaking her, salty tears running down her cheeks and moistening our lips and tongues. "I've never met someone who has made me feel like you do, Luke," she said, on the verge of breaking down. "I thought this was just a fun thing, but it has turned into something more." She wiped the tears away from her eyes and hurried out of the car and into the office before I could respond. That night was particularly bad one in my house. I fought unceasingly with Renee to the point that she retreated to our bedroom in tears. Somehow, that didn't make me as upset as I was about Dana crying. I laid down on the couch for a fitful nights sleep, and actually lit up right there in the living room. I just didn't give a fuck any more. After barely sleeping, the next day was horrible. I was pretty sure they weren't making Dana do any work, and so I couldn't even catch glimpses of her roaming the halls that day. I knew there was no way that I could go to her party in the emotional stare I was in, so even when the rest of my area headed over for the festivities, I just sat in my office with the door closed and kept plugging away at the reports an projections that weren't even due until the end of next week. Anything to keep my mind busy. About an hour later, an hour before quitting time, I heard gentle knock on the door. "Yeah, c'mon in." I wondered who else was still working and not at the party, and barely looked up as the door opened. At least until Dana came in, and closed the door behind her. She looked amazing. She had her hair swept up, and she looked classy and sophisticated. Her makeup was done in a manner that I had never seen it done before, adding to her allure. She was wearing a grey professional skirt with a white, sleeveless top, and a pair of professional woman's heels. She looked like she was here for a job interview, not the last day of her internship. "Wow, you look great," I said, starting to stand up but realizing that an erection had started when I caught a whiff of her perfume and would be clearly visible to Dana. "Well, I wanted to make a good last impression. I figure, if this is how everyone remembers me, maybe when I graduate I can come back here for a job." She paused with her back against my door, looking around the inside of my office. I hoped it didn't smell, and wondered why I never did anything to personalize it. "Why didn't you come to my party? Didn't you want to say goodbye?" she looked like she was about to cry again. This time I stood up, fear of embarrassment be damned. "No, Dana, honey, it's not that at all. I've been a wreck these last few weeks thinking about you leaving, and knew if I went to the party I would fall apart and make a fool of myself. Besides," I said, gently nudging her face up so I could look in her eyes, "yesterday was about as perfect of a goodbye as we could have, and that's how I wanted to remember you." I kissed her gently on the lips before adding, "Of course, I didn't realize you would be looking like this today." She smiled and wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me hard and purposefully. She pressed against me, exerting pressure on my cock as she leaned in. The intensity of her affection pushed me slowly back, and it seemed as if she was attempting to burrow into me. I maneuvered us around my desk, but she kept coming, tongue now in my mouth, hands roaming over my back and across my ass. Bolts of electricity were coming off of every point of contact between our bodies, raising the hairs on my body and pumping me full of energy. She broke our kiss and leaned against my desk. "Maybe, my leaving doesn't have to be the end of our relationship? Maybe I could still see you from time to time. I want to keep on making you happy. I want to keep sucking your dick, stroking your cock, and making you come. Don't you want that, Luke? Don't you still want me?" I slumped back into my chair, my eyes roaming over the body of what only a few months ago was a girl, but that stood before me now as a woman. The pointed toe of her foot crossed over her knees, and she sat on my desk with her legs crossed, her eyes boring holes into my brain as she attempted to force my mind to give the answer that she wanted. My mouth was dry, my hands sweaty. My brain swirled in lust and confusion. "Yes," I croaked weakly, "I want to keep on seeing you." She smiled, but pretended not to hear. "What was that? I couldn't quite make it out." "Yes, I still want you. I want to be with you. I want you to suck my cock, and swallow my cum. I need you." I attempted to rise to kiss and embrace her, but she uncrossed her legs in a flash and pushed me back down into my chair with her foot. "Good. Let's start making some more memories." She hopped off the desk and leaned forward onto me, our mouths melting into one. She grabbed my hands and placed them on her breasts as our bodies pressed together, and I could feel her large nipples grow under the touch of my fingers. She gasped as my mouth found her neck, and swept across her throat. I nibbled on her ear, and shuddered when I felt her hands groping for my belt. She kissed me again, and then rose off of me, dropping to her knees in front of me. She hastily took off my belt, and then hurriedly worked my pants off and down around my ankles. She looked up in my eyes and I realized for the first time that she was in love with me. I thought back over our time together and realized that she had always been the one to get me off, and that I had never once reciprocated. She seemed to be ok with that. She was really in love with me. She gently stroked my cock, rubbing up and down and her palms circled my engorged shaft. She spit on the head, and the let it slowly drip down the length of my shaft. She licked the salty underside of my head, and swirled her tongue in rapid circles around the tender foreskin. Stars were popping before my eyes, and I shifted slightly so that I could pull up her shirt and expose her luscious breasts. I had no lock on my door, and if someone was to walk in right now it would be the end of my career, but I didn't care. All that mattered in the universe right now was me and Dana. She continued to tantalizing tease me with her tongue. I finally groaned out load, "Please baby put it in your mouth." She giggled as she kissed the head of my cock, and sucked slowly on just the tip. She opened her mouth wide and took about two inches in. She sucked on that for a few seconds and returned to my head. She opened her mouth again, and went down four inches, stopping there to suck for a while. She slid back up, and sucked on the head again. I was squirming and arching my back in the chair. She opened her mouth again, and plunged, getting all six inches of my cock finally into her wet, waiting mouth. The warm, moist sensation overtook me, and I could feel the explosion of an orgasm beginning to roil in the cauldron that was my balls. She slid up to the tip of my cock again, gave it a quick suck, and then plunged back down. She was now slurping wildly, moaning and getting off on the obvious pleasure she was giving me. As her head bobbed up and down, I tried to distract myself with spreadsheets from work in order to make the sensations last longer, but she was not to be denied. She stopped with her face touching my belly, and suck loudly on my entire engorged cock. That was it. As she started to move back up, I erupted, filling her perfect mouth with the treat she was after. She kept bobbing her head up and down as I came attempting to coax as a big of a load as possible from me. My eyes were closed, but I watched with my mind's eye as she swallowed my essence into her, forever linking us in the act of love. I finished coming, and twitched a few times in my chair in utter ecstasy. She kept my cock in her mouth as it went flaccid, and lovingly licked it clean. She stood up and kissed me on the cheek and said, "I should get back to the party." She wiped around her mouth as she turned to leave, and without thinking, I sprung into action. My head was clear for the first time in what seemed like forever. I stood up quickly, and grabbed her by the hips, preventing her from leaving. She turned to look at me with a questioning look on her face. I placed my hand in the small of her back and gently applied pressure, pushing her down so that she leaned front side down on my desk. She never broke eye contact as she lowered her body. I saw her flash of panic being replaced by a look of love. I knelt behind her, and ran my hands up her legs from her ankles to her thighs. As I continued up her thighs, I slowly raised her skirt, finally pushing it up over the roundness of her behind, exposing her thin, black thong. She instinctively spread her legs, and I sat entranced by the vision before me. "What do you want, baby?" she said in a breathless whisper. "What do you want from me?" I knew she would do whatever I wanted. I hooked my fingers into the band of her underwear before replying, "I just want to make you as happy as you have made me." I slowly, agonizingly slid her panties down, over her ass, down her thighs and calves, until they pooled around her heels. The aroma of her arousal wafted to my nostrils, and I could almost taste how good she was about to be. I licked my lips, and she pressed herself down flatter on my desk, pushing her ass out more and spreading open her tender pussy. I moved forward, tongue outstretched until I made contact with her sweet lips. She shuddered involuntarily, and I buried my tongue in her waiting hole. I flicked my tongue back and forth, and in her heightened state of arousal, this set off a round of moans. I moved a hand up to her, and softly spread her lips. I moved my tongue forward until it came in contact with her swollen clit. I gently licked in a circle around her clit, causing her legs to shake and another longer moan to escape her lips. I started licking her clit in earnest, flicking my tongue back and forth over her most sensitive part. She reached a hand down to meet mine, spreading herself even further before me. The heady aroma of her arousal flooded my brain, and all I could think of was pleasuring my young lover. I moved my hands to the mounds of her ass, and massaged them as I licked up and down the length of her pussy. Her fingers worked in short circles on her clit, and I tried to get my tongue as far inside of her as possible. She grew noticeably wetter, and I decided that I wanted to see her eyes. I stood up and turned her around. Our eyes met in mutual lust, and I leaned in kiss her. Her mouth opened before my tongue as her willing pussy just had, and I explored it hungrily. Her hands found their way back to my prick, and she slowly stroked it as she tasted her juices that coated my tongue and lips. I grabbed her hips again, and lifted her onto my desk. She leaned back, and used her fingers to spread herself wide before me. Her hair, perfectly coiffed when she entered, was now askew. He top was open and her large nipples were pointing skywards. Her proper skirt was hiked up around her waist, and her professional shoes were dangling in the air. I placed two of my fingers in her mouth, and she sucked on them, wetting them for me. I leaned forward to suck on her nipples, loving the feel of her other hand as it ran through my hair, drawing me ever closer to her. I nibbled on her sensitive nipples which were standing out so far from her breast, and placed my two wetted fingers at the entrance of her slit. She was wet, spread and ready and my fingers easily slid into her. She let out a yell of delight as I entered her, and I moved my free hand over her mouth to silence her. I gently nibbled on the nipple that was in my mouth, causing her to cry out again, albeit muffled this time. She was still rubbing her clit as I fingered her, and between that and my attention to her large nipples, she came in wave of sheer pleasure, soaking my hand and clenching down on my fingers. She thrashed about my desk, knocking over my pencils and actually biting down on my hand that was covering her mouth. Her whole body spasmed, and then fell silent. Her eyes were closed, but could feel mine boring into her, and she opened them and stared at me. She moved her hand from her pussy, and reached out again for my cock. She grabbed it and pulled it, trying to pull me closer to her. She aimed it at her pussy, but I put my arms on her thighs to steady myself and prevent me from entering her. I couldn't believe I was saying it as the words escaped my lips, but I did say, "Wait. I don't want it to be like this. I want our first time to be special, not a quickie on my desk. Let's not ruin what we have; let's not do this right here, right now. You are worth waiting for." "But your hard again; I know you want it. You at least need to get of." She was stroking my cock again, and all I could do was shrug. She smiled and started to stand up, rubbing her young and nubile body over mine. She placed both hands on my chest, and moved me back to my chair. I sat down, and she leaned in to kiss me again. She knelt in front of me again and leaned down to rub her breasts over my cock. I watched as she squeezed her breasts together, and wrapped them around my cock. She spit on my cock head, and then saliva spread over her breasts to aid in lubrication. She slid up and down over my cock, and paused periodically to rub her swollen nipples over the tip of my dick. After a few minutes of her best breastwork, I groaned and came again, shooting my load onto her breasts and chin. She smiled at me again, and scooped my cum off of her skin and into her mouth, savoring every delicious drop. "So, does this mean you want to see me again, and put that cock of yours into my pussy?" "Just because you are leaving doesn't mean we have to stop seeing each other. You're still going to be living in town while you're at school. I don't want to lose you. I think I love you Dana." What had I just said? Tears filled here eyes, and she crawled up into my lap and started to shower me with kisses. "Oh my god Luke, I love you too." We sat in my chair and cuddled for about a half an hour before she stood up to get dressed. "Let's head out to our spot and have a smoke, ok?" We went out and smoked, said our goodbyes, and then I got in my car and headed home to my wife and daughter, trying to figure out what the hell was going on in my life.