Shana was on my mind all night, her pussy on my fingers captivated my mind as I thought back to what we had started in the bed of my truck. She tasted of lilacs; her lip balm still lingered in my mind. I was hooked, fascinated, and I didn’t know what it was about her that made me fixate on her. There were plenty of twenty something interns, but she was the one I wanted. There was no question about it.
When I drove into work, I thought about my friend Charles and how he would get addicted to just one intern, and I never saw the appeal before today. I got it now. I made sure to get there early before my secretary. I had to make some calls on an arrangement I decided about last night. I was trading in my truck. It was time that my car reflected my stature and why not start the process today?
The office was dark, not a soul in sight, I had never been into work when no one else was here; it was peaceful, maybe even preferable to having the bodies everywhere making lots of noise. I walked into my office, turned the light on, and sat at my desk. My password always made me chuckle when I typed it in: G1rlsR4fun. Sometimes I was such a teenage boy at heart, but weren’t all men?
I was knee deep in Corvette ads when I heard the knock on my door. I jumped; I wasn’t expecting anyone else for another forty minutes to an hour.
“Mr. Duncan?”
Looking up, I saw it was Shanna, “Hey,” I said, quickly pushing back from my keyboard, wanting to focus on her.
“Are you busy?”
Shaking my head, “No please come in, are you okay? How is your car?”
“I’m fine, thank you, I just wanted to get into work early in case the battery died again. Hope that’s okay.”
Nodding my head, “We reward punctual employees, that’s perfectly fine. I hope you had a good night.”
She blushed, “I did.”
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