[M4F] The Intern Who Wouldn’t Stop Teasing

I should’ve known you’d be trouble from day one, the new 20-year-old intern, barely half my age with your college-girl curves and that mouth that didn’t know when to stop smirking. The way your skirt rode up when you leaned over my desk to "ask a question," your perfume, something sweet and young and expensive, lingering long after you’d gone. How you’d always appear at my office door right at 5:00 PM, pouting about needing "just five minutes of your time, please," only to spend those minutes stretching in your chair, arching your back until your blouse strained against your tits.

It was the little things... how you’d "accidentally" send me emails late at night with typos like "Sorry, I was thinking about you... I mean, the report!" How you’d linger in the break room when I made coffee, pressing up against me to reach a mug, your ass brushing my cock before whispering "Oops, tight space."

Then came the bolder moves. The time you "dropped" your pen under the conference table and took way too long picking it up, your fingers grazing my ankle before sliding higher. The day you wore that see-through blouse with no bra and asked me to check your presentation, leaning so close I could see your nipples pebbling under the fabric.

And now, here we were. The last two at the bar after the team celebration, the neon lights flickering over your smirk as you kicked off one heel and pressed your bare foot against my thigh.

"You’ve been such a good mentor," you sighed, your bare foot sliding higher. My breath hitched as your toes worked the growing bulge in my slacks. "I’ve learned so much from you..."

Your hand joined the party, nails scraping up my inner thigh, and I knew I was fucked. In every sense of the word.

Leaning in, your vodka-warm lips brushed my ear. "But I think there’s one more thing you could teach me.“ Your fingers danced along my zipper.

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Today I'm looking for someone to play my bratty intern, The one who’s been begging for this since her first day. Don’t just say "Hey, boss." Tell me how you’d finish what you started. Would you sink to your knees right there in the booth, your fingers trembling as you finally free my cock, looking up with fake innocence before taking me deep? Or drag me to the filthy bathroom, hike up that tiny dress, and let me bend you over the sink… just like you’ve imagined during every boring meeting. Maybe you’d bite your lip and whisper "I got a room in a hotel nearby… unless your wife texts?" just to feel me snap and shove you against the wall.

Kinks - dom, blowjobs, hand/boob jobs, rough sex (hair pulling, slapping, spanking), creampies, public/risky sex, clothed sex, outfit control, skimpy/slutty outfits, seduction, begging, being worshiped, teasing, dirty talk, talking during sex, name calling, begging, cheating

Limits - watersports, blood, gore, scat, violence, noncon, heavy BDSM