The Widower and the Intern

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Angie had become a friend. A close friend and a colleague. She worked at my consulting firm as my intern last summer. I enjoyed working with her and teaching her. I also enjoyed just talking. She was smart and educated. Very intellectual. She was also beautiful.Angie had decided to spend some time with us on a small project over her winter break from school. I’m sure part of her motivation was to position herself as well as she could as a candidate for a permanent job in another year or so, but that was fine. I was just happy to have her around again.I loved being around Angie. So much so that I was excited to go to work each day that she was with us. And it wasn’t just that interacting with her professionally was an enriching experience, which it was. My office has a dress policy that allows casual dress whenever you are just working in the office without seeing any clients. She often took advantage of this policy by wearing stylish jeans that hugged her hips and her tight, round ass. I caught myself looking at her shape often on those days. (And only a little less often on the other days.) While this usually made me horny, it also caused me some guilt.You see, I believe women should not be objectified and should be treated as equals. There was also the age difference; I was over sixty, and she was only twenty-one. And finally, I wasn’t really over my late wife.On the second day of her short stint with us, Angie poked her head in my office door and asked if I had time to answer some questions about her project.“Sure!” I said, sounding more excited than I should be.Angie was wearing a tasteful skirt that day, though it was not disappointing. The skirt was not exceptionally short, but the top of it hugged her hips and the top part of her ass, and I couldn’t help but imagine what was underneath.I noticed she had some papers in her hands and I suggested we sit at the table in my office. I sat down and she moved the other chair close and sat down next to me. I could see much of her legs right Şerifali Escort there next to me. The outline of her tits. Her hair. I kept imagining kissing her round tits and reaching up that skirt to discover a sweet, wet, beautiful pussy.She began to ask about some figures in the file she was working on. I answered but was having trouble concentrating.I had a serious erection. When I thought she wasn’t looking, I adjusted my jeans to try and hide the outline of my stiff cock, but right at that moment she leaned back in her chair and saw what I was doing. She looked at the bulge in my jeans.“Oh, no!” I thought. She’s going to think the worst. At best she’s going to distance herself from me and at worst she will go to human resources!After a brief pause, she just looked back down at the papers and asked me another question. After I answered, she thanked me, got up, and walked out.I closed the door and began to think about what just happened. Had I just messed up a wonderful relationship? What about my job . . . my wife?In a minute or two, there came a knock. I opened the door, and it was Angie.“Steve, do you have time to talk a little more?”“Sure,” I said.She stepped back into my office, closed the door behind her, and sat back down at the table. I sat down as well.“I don’t want any awkwardness between us,” she said. “I want you to know that you don’t need to be embarrassed about being aroused just then. It’s no big deal.”“I’m so glad you said something,” I said with a sigh of relief. “I’m sorry.”“Steve, you don’t need to be. It’s not like it’s something you can control. We’ve become close since I’ve worked here. To be honest, I noticed you looking at me sometimes this past Summer and I’ve noticed it the last couple of days too. And I don’t mind. I like it really. Sometimes it arouses me.”I was sure I was turning red. I was speechless.“Wow!” I said, “I’m flattered.”“Well,” she said, “I think about you sexually sometimes too. You’re good-looking even if a Şerifali Escort Bayan little gray. And, we know how to communicate.”“Oh, Angie, believe me, if sex were a sport, just knowing a woman like you finds me desirable would be like making the Olympic team.”We laughed.“What would it mean if we actually had sex?” she asked.“That would be a gold medal!” was my answer.We laughed again.I knew I could have her right there, right now. My mind was racing, and I was becoming an animal inside, thinking about seeing her perky ass in front of me or holding onto it while I slid my tongue in and out of what would certainly be a glorious wet cunt. But my own thoughts gave me pause after a bit.“I really am flattered but having a relationship at the office is fraught with risk, for both of our futures.”“That’s a fair point,” was her response. “Well, if you want to explore our relationship further, I’m sure we’ll talk some more while I’m here. And you know how to get in touch with me even when I’m not.”We got up and she left my office. I felt relieved. At least I wasn’t in any trouble.Just two days later was the last day of work before Christmas break. The firm was closed both Christmas Eve and Christmas day. After lunch there was a brief party, and everyone got to go home early.I was trying to get something done before the Holiday. So, I went back to my office after the party and was there past nightfall. The suite was quiet. My office was eight floors up, and lights were visible below through my window.“Hi Steve,” came from my open doorway and gave me a start. I looked up to see Angie standing there in jeans and well-fit blouse.“Well, hello there. Why are you still here?”She walked in. “Wanted to get some more work done on the project. I’m only here until a couple of days past New Year’s.”“I see,” I said, as I stretched my arms and shoulders.“I like to give shoulder rubs, if you want one,” she said.I looked at her for a moment. I couldn’t resist this. “Okay,” I Escort Şerifali said, sheepishly, half excited, and half afraid of where I thought this would lead.She walked behind me and began to caress my shoulders. Waves of pleasure and desire began to pass over me. I leaned forward so she had better access over the back of my chair. We soon reached a point where I couldn’t stand it anymore.I turned my chair around and took one of her hands and kissed it gently.“Oh.” she jumped a little with the first kiss. I looked up at her and there was a pause, after which she said, “I’ve thought about it, and I want you to keep going.”I spread my legs and pulled her between them. I was still seated, and she was standing right in front of me. I ran my hands around her amazing ass. She bent down and I could see cleavage. I unbuttoned her top buttons and began kissing her neck and the soft skin above her perky tits while I rubbed her tight round ass through her jeans.I paused and she stood up, opened her jeans, pulled them off, and revealed a lacy black thong.I began to feel a little guilt, but I could not stop.“Oh, Angie,” I said, “I want to keep going.”I began to undo my jeans and then realized my door was open my lights were on. And we were right in front of my window.“Close the door and turn out my lights,” I asked.“Oh, yeah,” she said as she walked around my desk to the door.Once the door was closed and the lights were out, my office became bathed in the glow from the lights outside. She slipped off her thong and I pulled off my jeans and boxer briefs. I took off my shirt but left my undershirt on. The thought of partially clothed oral was very arousing to me.I caught a glimpse of her looking at my hard, smooth, cut cock, but I mostly looked at her. She was shaved except for a very thin, full landing strip. She was just standing there with her legs slightly spread, but I could see that her clit and her labia were swollen and that made me even more aroused.She walked towards me, and I met her. I picked her up and pushed her up onto my table where she could brace her feet on one of the chairs. Now her beautiful pussy was right there in front of me, and I was between her smooth, long legs.I unbuttoned the rest of her blouse and undid the clasp on her bra, but left these items draped over her.