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Intern romance
I've been working for a large computer company for about a
year and a half now. Being an intern here has been a great
experience for me. I've learned a lot about supporting
computer systems (things I had to learn because I'm not a
CS major). Since I've interned here, many other interns
have come and gone. Some I've really liked, while others I
was happy to avoid. Most of the other interns were from
regional colleges, but there were a couple here and there
from high school. Most of them were in different
departments, though. Even so, there is a comaraderie among
the "grunts" as we nickname ourselves, and we often spend
our lunch hours together.
One lunch roughly a month ago, which was the start of the
summer, I noticed the several new people in our ranks that
would be joining us for the summer. Introductions were
made, and I quickly got to know most of the new interns.
Being the "patriarch" of the interns (I had worked there
more than twice as long), I was asked many questions about
what working there would really be like. I get asked this
question by just about every new intern.
Although I've seen many interns come and go in my time,
some do catch my attention. With some it's because they
are excellent workers and I can trust them to get things
done. Others are just really fun to go to lunch with.
They keep me laughing the entire hour. One, about 2 months
after I started, had the nicest pair of breasts I think
I've ever seen. Monica was another of those. I didn't get
to talk to her very much that day, because I was busy
talking to everyone as a whole. It was apparent from the
people she was hanging out with that she was in high
school.
Monica was breathtaking. She was about 5'4" (I'm a bad
judge of other people's height...she could be anywhere from
5'2" to 5'5"). She had long brown hair and big brown eyes.
She was very tan (pretty impressive considering it was only
the end of May). Her body seemed pretty good, but I
couldn't really tell because of the clothes she was
wearing. Sometimes dress clothes aren't all that
revealing. But I deduced that it was all immaterial
because she was in high school. I figured the oldest she
could reasonably be is 17. That would put 4 years between
us. Now, that may not make much of a difference when
you're much older, but now... (especially considering the
age of consent is 18 in this fine, conservative state).
I worked for about a week before actually running into her
in the building. I had to miss lunch for that week because
I was out with systems analyst at a customer site. I was
in the mailroom checking my mail and making a couple of
copies of a customer request form when she walked in. She
didn't notice me right away and went about placing a few
letters in their respective mailboxes. I said hi and she
turned around, startled.
"Oops...sorry about scaring you," I said.
"Don't worry about it. I just didn't see you when I walked
in."
"So how's your job going?"
She proceeded to tell me that she was not too thrilled with
her job. It was really boring for her. She was a "grunt"
in the true sense of the word. She did all the work that
no one else wanted to do, such as make copies for everyone
in the branch, file stuff, and deliver mail. If you hadn't
guessed by now, she was in the administrative department.
I did my best to console her, telling her that it would get
better as people realized she could do better work and more
complicated tasks. I said this as I was leaving the
mailroom on my way back to a workstation room to do more of
my work. I was surprised when she followed me there,
continuing our conversation the entire way.
I sat down, and she said, "So this is where you've been
hiding!" I explained that I had been on location for the
past week. She said that she had been wondering what had
happened to me. It occurred to me that that meant that she
was looking for me. I was flattered. But not optimistic.
We talked for quite a while and then she returned to her
department.
We talked a few times more in about the next two weeks.
Things were going well, it seemed. But I was reluctant to
make any sort of a move because I didn't want to jeopardize
our working relationship. I thought nothing would evolve
from it.
It was Friday afternoon, and I was just tying up some loose
ends on two different projects that I finished earlier that
day. There was a knock on the workroom door (I had closed
the door to shut out the noise from the marketing reps
chatting outside. I hollered for whoever it was to come
in. Monica walked in.
We chit-chatted for a while about nothing in general. Then
she paused, fidgeted around, and finally asked, "John, what
are you doing tomorrow? Would you like to get together?"
I was stunned. Plain and simple. I never expected that.
"Ahh...sure, I'd love to. What did you have in mind?"
Turned out that she hadn't thought that far in advance. We
decided on a day at the beach. We set a time and place to
meet, and then she left. I sat and wondered what was truly
on her mind. I mean, she was gorgeous, but she was still
17. I never felt older in my life. Having a young
(relatively speaking) girl seem to like you sort of does
that to a person.
I was at the appointed place on time. Actually, I was a
little early. I didn't want to seem to anxious, but I
really couldn't help it. I waited and waited. She didn't
show up. I started to think that I'd been duped. That
simmered in my mind for about 5 minutes.
I heard my name being called out, but it was distant enough
to sound like it was coming from no specific direction. I
turned around a couple of times to see if I could locate
the source. I finally saw her waving. She was out on the
beach already. Looks like I wasn't the only one that was
anxious.
I walked out there and nearly dropped my towel. It is a
good thing that my sunglasses have mirrors, because my eyes
got really big at seeing her in a bikini. A small bikini
at that.
She had a smallish sort of chest, but nothing to really
complain about. It was her legs. They were long, tan, and
shaped perfectly. I was amazed. Absolutely. She woke me
from my reverie by walking up to me and shyly hugging me.
I whispered a greeting in her ear as all my inhibitions
about her being 17 flew away.
We laid in the sun for about half an hour. She laid on her
stomach for the duration, giving me a great look at her
ass. It was nice and tight and well-shaped. It was clear
that she had not been to college to experience the
"freshman 15". She had what my friends and I refer to as a
high-school ass. Beautiful.
She jumped up and shouted something about "last one is the
rotten egg" and took off for the lake. I was up and after
her, but she still beat me. We ran and dove when the water
was deep enough and headed out for deeper water. We
stopped when the water was at my shoulders. She teased me
about being the rotten egg, and I chased her around. I
threw her as far as I could when I finally caught her. I
soon caught her again just as she was wiping the water from
her face.
I made like I was going to throw her again, but she put her
arms around me and pulled herself close. I realized then
that we wouldn't be at the beach for much longer.
She just hugged me for a few minutes. I could feel her
firm breasts against my upper chest. I hugged her back for
what seemed like 10 minutes. We finally broke, and I
started kissing her. Her lips were very full and very
soft. They were also hot. Kisses started to get hotter
and hotter before we finally broke the kiss. "I wondered
when you'd finally do that," she said as looked into my
eyes.
"So this was just a ploy to get me out here and take
advantage of me?" I asked through a smirk.
"Yes"
"Oh, okay, just checking."
We kissed a little more and then she indicated that she
wanted to leave. "Let's get the hell out of here to
somewhere more private" were her exact words, I think.
We headed back to my apartment, a little two room apartment
in the downtown area of the city. As soon as we got
through the door, everything was dropped from our hands and
we met in a heated embrace. After a couple of kisses, I
felt her tongue "knocking" on my lips, so I parted my lips
and met her tongue half-way. We sparred with our tongues
for quite a while. We took turns; my tongue would search
her mouth and her tongue would explore mine.
Meanwhile, our hands explored each other's bodies. My
hands slid down from her back to her gorgeous ass. I
caressed both cheeks and discovered that it was just as
firm and tight as it appeared. She reached around and
grabbed my ass.
Still lip-locked, I picked her up and we made our way
slowly to the bedroom. I took my time getting there so
that I wouldn't trip over something and kill us both.
I set her down on my bed (actually a futon) and we
continued kissing. Soon, I got so bold as to remove her
top. Surprisingly, the bra of her bikini came off without
a fight. They obviously make the clasps of those much less
complex than bra clasps.
My hands slid up her ribs and started fondling her breasts.
I stroked the outside of each and moved my hands down to
the bottom. She grinded her chest in my hands, trying to
get me to take more of her breasts in them. I would have
none of that. I caressed the sides of them, slowly moving
inwards. I could tell she was getting hotter from the
passion in her kisses.
I finally reached the nipple, and began flicking it with my
thumb. At the first contact, she moaned quietly. I played
with her nipples a little and then shifted my attention to
her neck. I kissed it and licked it. Periodically I would
shift up and nibble on her ear. Trying to catch my breath,
I exhaled into her ear and she moaned again. She
apparently liked having her ear blown into. So I worked
that into my routine.
Soon afterward I lost my shirt, and she played with my
nipples. I was already hard and that was just making me
harder. I slid my hands in her bikini bottom and caressed
her cheeks. I slid one hand between her legs and started
feeling her clit. She nearly screamed. At the same time I
started sucking on her nipples. She started grinding up
against me. Her hand shifted to my crotch and she started
stroking my penis. I got bolder and stared to remove her
bottoms. She pushed away from me so that I could get them
off her easier. My swimtrunks soon followed.
We just stroked each other. I played with her clit and
then I would slide one finger inside her. When I did that,
she would grab me even harder, almost to pain. I started
sliding my finger in and out, and she started shaking. I
could tell she was on the threshold of an orgasm. A few
more quick strokes and then one really deep thrust with my
finger and she shrieked, her body shivering with her
orgasm.
She looked at me with a smile as I withdrew my finger.
"Would you like to have sex with me?"
I just looked at her for a moment. She caught me off guard
again. I just nodded. She proceeded to position herself
over my hips, but I stopped her for a second. I reached
over into the nightstand and pulled out a condom. "We'll
need on of these so that I'm not a father a few years
before I'm ready."
She just shook her head. "I'm on the pill." She proceeded
to explain that she had really bad cramps during her
period, and the doctor prescribed them to take the edge off
of them. Apparently, it worked. I made sure she wanted to
go through with it, and then I rolled her over on her back.
I put myself up against her opening, and tried to ease in.
I couldn't. She was just too tight. "Are you a virgin?"
"No, I first had sex when I was 13. I did it a couple of
times. I haven't had sex since then."
So I took my time. I moved the head of my penis in between
her lips, coating it with her lubrication, then I tried
going in again. It was so tight that it actually hurt a
little. I took my time sliding in. I withdrew and pushed
again, easing in bit by bit. I could tell that I was
hurting her by a whimper she let out, but she said to keep
going on. After about 5 minutes, I was all the way in.
We started very slowly, making sure not to hurt each other.
Soon we started to get a rhythm and our tempo picked up.
Her moans got a little louder and then she pulled herself
into me, hugging me tightly. She screamed right next to my
ear, nearly deafening me.
She let go, panting and whispering "Oh my God." I kept
thrusting, although softer and at a much slower pace than
before.
She looked at me. "That felt so good!" We disengaged
because she wanted to try being on top. As she turned
over, she nearly fell. All of her strength was gone.
She got on top and slowly directed me in. She slid all the
way down my length and sighed with pleasure at the bottom.
She started moving and her moans hit a fevered pitch
immediately. I thrust up into her, meeting her on her way
down. After only a couple of minutes of this, she screamed
with orgasm again. "My God! That feels incredible!" I
could only agree. I was very close to the failsafe point
myself.
"Could you take me from behind? I've wondered what that's
like, but I never did it like that," She asked. I said yes
and we shifted position again.
I found the hole and slid right in this time. What a
little lubrication won't do! I grabbed her hips and
started pulling her back into me, thrusting at the same
time. I could feel the pressure in my testicles start to
build, and I knew that my turn was right around the corner.
I started to thrust feverishly, losing my rhythm at times.
I jammed into her one last time, as far as I could as I
came. She moaned as she felt my hot semen in her.
Although I was spent, I kept on thrusting, trying to build
on the excitement she received from feeling me come inside
her. I felt her vaginal muscles start to clench up, and
she started moaning loudly. My thrusts grew deeper. I
withdrew all the way and then shoved myself all the way in.
I felt her body shudder in my hands as she orgasmed again.
We collapsed together and were soon asleep.
We woke up at about 8 pm. She took one look at the clock
and was worried about being home later than she had
promised. I told her to tell her mother that we went out
to dinner. She agreed. A few deep kisses and I drove her
back to her car. I kissed her again and stood there as she
drove away.
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