Hooked up with a coworker during my internship [True Story]
This happened some years back when I was a college student, and I landed this internship at a mid-sized marketing firm. It wasn’t the most exciting job lots of admin work, fetching coffee, organizing spreadsheets but it looked great on my resume, so I didn’t mind. Most of the employees there were older, professional, not really my scene.
Except for one guy.
He was in his early 30s, tall, laid-back, and effortlessly confident. Every time he passed by my desk, he’d flash me this knowing smirk, and over the weeks, our casual chats in the breakroom got a little flirty. Nothing over the top just enough to keep me thinking about him longer than I probably should’ve.
Anyway, one evening toward the end of my internship, we both ended up staying late. Everyone else had cleared out, and I was grinding away at some last-minute reports. I figured he’d left already, but when I walked to the printer room, there he was tie loosened, sleeves rolled up, leaning casually against the copier like something out of a movie.
We started chatting, light at first. Then, out of nowhere, he made a comment about how “hardworking” I was… followed by something about how he noticed the way I bit my pen when I was concentrating. My face flushed immediately. I tried to play it cool, but the tension between us felt thick enough to cut with a knife.
Maybe it was the empty office, maybe it was how long we'd been dancing around it but when he stepped closer, neither of us hesitated. He backed me up against the counter, slid his hands around my waist, and kissed me like he’d been waiting weeks to do it. I melted instantly.
Before I knew it, I was sitting on the edge of the printer, skirt bunched up, his hands roaming freely, lips trailing down my neck while I tried not to moan too loudly in case someone actually was still around.
It got messier fast. His fingers found their way under my panties, teasing me just enough to make me desperate. I pulled his belt loose and freed him, and the next thing I knew, he was inside me hard, fast, rough, like we’d both been holding back too long.
The sound of skin slapping echoed louder than I expected, which only made it hotter. At one point, he whispered in my ear how he’d been picturing bending me over the desk since my first day and yeah, I definitely clenched around him when he said that.
We finished quickly, but neither of us said much right after. Just shared this knowing look, fixed our clothes, and went back to our desks like nothing happened.
Safe to say I left that internship with more than just experience on my resume…
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