“Hey, Boss, how was your weekend?” my intern popped his head into my office.
He startled me; my desk chair swiveled to meet his eager gaze.
“Oh, you know… fine,” I answered, trying to appear nonchalant.
I was trying to hide my flushed face as he entered and sat down across from me. I knew more questions were coming. He always wanted to know what I did when I wasn’t at work. Why was he so interested? I was an attractive young female boss, but he was my intern, it’s not like anything could actually happen between us. He always seemed too flirty, but I couldn’t let my mind go there. Plus, I was seeing Josh who kept me pretty busy.
“So?” he tried again, “Did you do anything fun?”
I am not good at lying, but I knew I had to make something up fast. He could never know what I actually did this weekend.
My mind flashed back to being bent over and spanked on the table in my kitchen, then to being fucked in the shower, then to being eaten out on the couch by Josh. Shit, what else did I do this weekend that wasn't so PG-rated that I could share? Certainly not those activities.
“Umm, I just ran some errands and watched Netflix,” I offered in an attempt to appease him.
He wasn’t buying it, “Oh come on, Boss, I’m sure you live this secret life that you don’t want us interns to know about, huh?” He smirked.
I look away and attempted a half-smile. He wasn’t wrong.
“Well, I should get back to answering these emails…” I started to swivel back around to face my laptop.
“Alright you win, but first can I tell you what I did this weekend?” Before I could respond, he started to go off about the football game he attended with his sister and I stared past him, nodding every so often to show my half-assed attention while I reflected on how my weekend actually went…
*****
Josh came over to my place Friday evening. He brought me purple flowers, my favorite. As I put them in a vase, he came up behind me, scooped me up in his arms, cupped my double D breasts, and grabbed a handful of my round ass. My light brown hair was straightened and my eyelashes were curled. Black lacy crotchless lingerie awaited under my red dress to surprise Josh. I giggled and turned around to kiss him. He brushed his lips across mine, his prickly beard tickled my chin.
“I missed you,” Josh breathed into me.
“It’s only been a week,” I laughed, pulling him into the living room, wanting to straddle him on the couch.
“That’s too long, I need you, I need your pussy,” he grabbed my waist and didn’t let me leave the kitchen area.
He pulled up my dress, my crotchless panties, and ass fully exposed, on display for him.
“Mmm, what do we have here?” He groaned, bending me over the table.
“Just a little something for you to enjoy…” I bit my lip, my curvy figure no longer hidden under my dress.
“You don’t wear this outfit to work, do you? Those interns would be shocked if they knew how naughty you really were.” He pushed me down harder on the table, cupping my ass cheek.
“I guess it’s our little secret. What would you do if I did wear this to work?” I flirted, tempting him. I loved to tease him.
Josh spanked me, only once but hard. I knew I wasn’t the boss anymore. He owned me.
As if reading my mind he growled, “I own your pussy, you’re all mine.”
I realized then how wet he made me. My pussy juice started dripping down my thigh, nipples hardening. My ass cheek started to sting.
“Oh yeah? I need it, I need more, make me yours,” I ground my ass up against his crotch, feeling his dick harden.
“You like that, my little slut?” he spanked me again, this time twice in a row.
“Yes, sir,” I reached my hand around and rubbed his cock through his pants, his erection almost bursting out of his zipper.
“Good, now kiss me,” he swung me around and pressed his soft wet lips to mine.
As our tongues played, Josh stripped off my dress and I undid his pants, letting them fall to the floor. We undressed each other, kissing passionately and roughly, excitedly exploring each other’s bodies like it was the first time. He led me to the bathroom and turned on the shower.