Chapter 7

Sebastian

My morning starts off the same yet again. My coffee, the morning blow job, and then a few meetings to get me started.

Boring, boring, boring.

I’ve really got to get it together. My life is becoming so mundane.

Lunchtime comes around and I get up to open my blinds to the inside of the building, as if I’m open to being social. Really I just wanted to check out my new intern, but I got a dog double whammy, because Sasha, yet again, was trying to stay in my office as she delivered my lunch.

I had to kick her out. It took a few direct instructions and she finally left. Now I can watch the inner workings of this office, or the women inside it, in peace.

Miss Riley Green is wearing a most basic pants suit again today, but it is hugging in all the right places. She’s standing over one of the other intern’s desks discussing something. I can’t make out what they’re saying but at this point I don’t give a fuck. All I see is the way her pants shape her ass, and my dick immediately comes to life .

I think about tearing the layers of her clothing off, throwing them on the floor of my office, and bending her over my desk so I can fuck her from behind. I wonder what noises she makes when she comes. I bet her pussy is tight and tastes amazing.

Fuck. My dick is completely hard. I consider my options. I could have Riley come into my office so I could show her what’s on my mind. She might, however, not appreciate that on day two of her internship.

I should give it some time. Make her a little desperate for it. Maybe this could be my cat and mouse game, Riley the little mouse who runs but secretly wants it.

I’m staring through the window watching, still fantasizing, when I see her turn and glance towards my office as if she and the intern guy are talking about me. What the fuck. Then I realize she’s not looking at my office window, she’s staring directly at me, clearly visible in front of the now open blinds.

I look away and turn toward my desk. Fuck. My dick is throbbing still but I don’t need her thinking I’m some sort of creep just ogling fresh meat from my office window.

There’s a soft knock on my office door. I look out the window and realize Riley’s no longer near the intern’s desk. Shit, it’s her at my door and I’m sporting a full-fledged hard on under my desk.

“Yeah?” I say .

“Hi, um Sir. It’s Riley. Riley Green?”

I can’t help but smile. I want to hear her say ‘Sir’ in my bed. “Come in Riley,” I say.

Time to figure out how willing my newest conquest will be.

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