I’m currently on my second year at university, I study communication in a public university in my city, and, as many students, I had to complete an internship in order to be able to get my degree next year. The issue is, as a public university student, internships are not that easy to find, so one of our professors suggested us to start looking for it now, so next year we’ll be able to focus on our thesis. I took his advice, I don’t want to take years to get my degree and get out of university and find a job, so I started sending my resume to a lot of different companies hoping that someone would hire me.

I was pretty lucky, after just a couple of weeks of research a small company called me for an interview. Everything went smoothly, the interview was pretty stressful but quite successful, so I started working for them the next week. The internship would have ended 3 months later but I was pretty happy to get into the work field for the first time and the company would also pay me a lil! I couldn’t really ask for more so, since my first day, I decided to always try my best and be efficient, so I got at work perfectly on time and well dressed.

The boss introduced me to my colleagues and to my supervisor. He’s a man in his fifties, bald, with a good looking white beard and a dad body type. He was quiet and most of the time wouldn’t say anything, just give me the information I needed to work, but he was always kind. For the first month we barely talked, he would come a lil later than me, tell me what we needed to do that day and that was basically it. Our interactions were limited to work indications and questions, and I didn’t mind it, really, from my point of view it meant that I was doing a good job after all.

On the second month I met another girl who was doing her internship in the company so I started leaving the office for lunch and joining her. I was slowly getting used to this job and, as all of my colleagues, I started going to work not well dressed every time. By that I mean that I was not elegant, I would wear usual stuff like jeans, hoodies, leggings and so on and it seemed to affect a little my work relationship with my supervisor. I guess that I just looked more comfortable so we started talking a lil during breaks and during work. I mean, not much, but we were getting to know each other. One day, coming back from lunch, a loud voice got my attention. My office was the only office on the third floor, so I already knew who was having an argument and I decided to not go into the office to not disturb, but I could hear him, I could hear what he was saying.

He was talking with his wife, he was hurt, I don’t know what she’s done tbh, but he was really hurt so I guessed that she may have cheated on him or something, and I guess that I was right because they started talking about the fact that they didn’t have sex in the last three years. I was really embarrassed, I didn’t know anything about him but I knew about his sexual life, how could I just walk into the office pretending that I didn’t hear anything? I try to calm down a lil bit, I didn’t want to screw everything up and lose my internship for spying on my supervisor while he was talking to his wife so I got downstairs again, heading to the vending machines to grab a coffee.

It worked, I waited for like 10 to 15 minutes before heading back to the office. When I got to the third floor everything was quiet so I guessed that they were not on the phone anymore and just joined him again as I didn’t hear anything. He was quite as always, if I didn’t hear him arguing with his wife 10 minutes before I wouldn’t have noticed any difference from any other day, so I acted normal and got right back to work. The next week I had already almost forgot about what I heard but something made me think about it again.

On Monday I remember being super tired and grabbing a random hoodie and a pair of leggings before going to work. While I was looking for an hard-disk in a drawer I clearly noticed that he was staring at my ass. I was a lil embarrassed tbh, so I didn’t say anything and acted like I didn’t notice it and got back to work. I couldn’t really focus, I could only think about what I heard the week before and to how he was staring at my ass and I felt a mix of embarrassment and excitement so strong that that day I almost didn’t do anything work-related. I would stand up and walk around, looking for stuff that I didn’t really need just to see if he would look at it again. He did at least once, I couldn’t always tell while I was walking if he was looking, and this went on until I started to feel kinda dumb and stopped.

The next day however when I was ready to go to work I stopped at the door and got back in my room to change the jeans I was wearing into leggings again. I did this every day, telling me that would be the last but in the end always going at work with leggings. I could feel that every day he was slowly getting more and more attracted by me, at the point that one day I think that I saw a bit of a bulge on his pants after he took a good look on my ass. That made me so horny that I literally had an orgasm in the toilet, touching myself just thinking about it.

However, weeks passed and the internship was almost over. I talked with the boss and decided to not continuing further when he told me that I couldn’t have a better contract for now, so I knew that that was my last week, I was there just for the internship after all, I never wanted to work there forever. Knowing that made me think about the supervisor and that the little “game” that I was playing in the previous weeks would have ended as well, but I didn’t really realise it until the really last day.

I woke up, had a shower and started dressing up when I had a wild thought. I wanted to make him happy, or at least that is what I would think, in reality I just wanted for him to fuck me once for all. I really didn’t know how to make it happen tho.. yes he was attracted by me but he was also a kind man who wouldn’t make the first step, I knew it, so I thought that I had to do it myself if I really wanted it. I didn’t wear anything underneath the leggings that day and went to work.

He arrived late as always and the morning went on almost as always, but I guess he noticed that my ass was a bit more visible then usual and I guess he appreciated it too. Coming back from lunch I thought that if I wanted to do something that was my last chance and went right back into the office. He was sitting at his desk when I came in and looking at him I just said that that would have been my last day. He told me that he knew and that he was sorry but he was also sure that I would have find something better soon and I thanked him. The silence was a bit awkward so I broke it telling him that I would have spent the last hours putting back all the stuff that I took during the months and unlogging all my accounts and so I did. I started walking in front of him repeatedly, bringing one thing at the time at their spots and occasionally bending over to put something in lower drawers, making sure that he noticed that I didn’t have any panties on and he did. At some point the bulge on his pants was pretty obvious and I decided to grab my chair and sit next to him acting a bit naive and talking to him about work and university.

After a while of talking I pretended to notice the bulge on his pants, not saying anything, just looking at it. He just said “fuck” and felt silent too, trying to hide it. I looked at him and asked “is that for me?” And he started telling me that he was sorry, that he didn’t mean to be rude, that he just looked at me because I was right in front of him and that I couldn’t help himself, then told me that he was sorry again, this time telling me about his wife and that he’s just tired and stuff like that. I waited for him to finish before putting an hand on his leg, telling him that it was alright and started slowly caressing his leg, he moved his lips to say something but nothing came out of his mouth.

I slowly got down on my knees, on the floor in front of him, unzipping his pants and pulling his rock hard cock out. I was finally touching it and, without even thinking about it, I started giving him a head. No one said anything until he came in my mouth.