Sorry for the delay! Was a busy weekend. These are the continuation of the events that happened more than a month ago.
This picks up from where the previous part left off. You can read Part 22 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xreyzy/32f_22m_intern_at_work_the_striptease/)
**Part 23 is below**
I looked at the clock on the phone and noticed it was already 6:30 PM as my little striptease had gone on for quite a while. If I did not hurry and get ready we would not be able to make the 7.30 PM dinner reservations. I needed to clean up, but Eric’s room did not have an attached bathroom. As I was still completely naked I wore one of his shirts which was hanging in his wardrobe and stepped back into the living room. Eric had managed to extricate himself from his saree restraint and smiled at me when he saw me in his shirt. I ducked into the common bathroom and proceeded to clean up my juices that had run down my legs and soaked a hand towel in warm water and gave myself a thorough wipe down. The smell of his shirt was driving me wild. I stepped out of the bathroom still wearing his shirt when the door opened again and the girl slowly walked in. She tried to leave when she saw me.
*Me – “It is ok. You can come in. Sorry about that.”*
She mumbled something and hurriedly went to her room. I picked up my wallet, the cash and his credit card off the table and sauntered to Eric’s room. He had tried his best to fold that slippery saree and had laid it on top of his bed along with the bikini blouse.
*Me – “Thank you. You did not have to bother folding it. I would have taken care of it.”*
*Eric – “No problem, boss.”*
*Me – “Sorry I had to borrow one of your shirts. (Pointing to the big obvious wet spot that my wet pussy had made on the front of his pants). Sorry about that also. I will get those laundered.”*
*Eric – “It is ok, boss. I doubt I am going to launder both those things for a long time. Or this tie. You smell so good.”*
Even though I had stripped completely naked for him, strangely, I flushed red at that comment. I touched the tie and it was still a little wet, soaked with my pussy juice from when I had rubbed it back and forth across my wet pussy lips. He picked up my blouse and inhaled my scent once again making me go redder. I removed my two dollars from the pile of cash and handed the rest of it along with his card back to him.
*Me – “Eric, here is your cash and your credit card.”*
*Eric – (Taking only the credit card back) – “You keep the cash, you rightfully earned it. That strip tease was easily the hottest thing I have ever seen. I will figure out a way to earn it back from you someday, boss.”*
*Me – “Are you sure? I feel really bad. There is more than 300 dollars here. It is a lot of money for a young person like you. (I sensed an opportunity). Tell you what, I can think of a way for you to earn it back.”*
*Eric – “Tell me, boss.”*
*Me – “As you know Friday is off. I usually get a massage at a spa on that day. How about you come home instead and give me a massage. You can earn that money back. No compulsion, entirely up to you and only if you do not have other plans.”*
*Eric (Smiling) – “Somehow that proposition feels like I am getting a better end of the deal. I probably should be paying you for allowing me to massage your hot, gorgeous body, boss.”*
I shuddered with excitement hearing those words coming from him which made my pussy go instantly wet.
*Me – “You are the silver tongued devil, aren’t you. Now I can understand how you bed your women. So I take that to mean a yes?”*
*Eric – “Yeah I can come over to give you the massage.”*
*Me – “Cool, It is a date then. I have a massage table at home. We can hang out in the pool and have our own pool party without Dan. I can give you a drop to the airport in the evening.”*
I could not help noticing that his face winced slightly when I mentioned Dan as I pushed past him to sit in front of the mirror to get ready.
*Eric – “Sure, boss. Love the idea. We can work out the details later.”*
Eric was watching me as I put my bare leg on the chair and applied some bronzer on my thighs and legs and repeated the same on other leg. I grabbed the moisturizing lotion and lathered it on my arms, my face and my neck. I reached inside his shirt that I was still wearing and applied it on my boobs as well. I unbuttoned a few of the buttons and then applied it to the hard to reach spots. I then finished by applying some light makeup on my face. I selected a couple of shades of the lipstick I had in my bag and held them up in front of Eric.
*Me – “Which one?”*
Eric picked the brighter shade of red which I then proceeded to generously apply on my lips. I fished out the lacy g-string from the bag and made a show of wearing it as I slowly pulled it up my legs, bending over unnecessarily and showing Eric a good view of my ass.
*Eric – “By the way boss, I could not find your other thong. I am not sure where you threw it.”*
I flushed when I remembered how I had brazenly flung it across the room.
*Me (Blushing) – “I am sure it will turn up. If you find it, you can keep it.”*
I then placed the red bodycon dress and the black skirt and knitted halter top combo on his bed asking him to pick one. He picked the one skirt top combo which was the one I had hoped he would pick. I unbuttoned the shirt, flashing him my boobs as I wore the halter top with no bra underneath. I then wore the teeny-tiny black skirt to complete the look. I checked myself out, adjusting my make up and I definitely looked like a hot desi slut.
*Me – “How do I look?”*
*Eric – “Absolutely hot and perfect, as always.”*
I strutted out of his room with Eric following behind and found his apartment mate on the living room couch reading something on her phone. She looked up when she heard us.
*Eric – “Hey Em. Sorry about before. This is my…”*
*Me – (Quickly cutting him off) – “Girlfriend. I am his girlfriend. Yeah sorry about that. We had not seen each other for a while and we got carried away.”*
*Em (Blushing) – “Don’t be. Being apart is tough. I never realized Eric had a girlfriend. I am guilty of such indiscretions myself. I kind of feel bad because I interrupted something very intimate.”*
*Me – “It happens. Anyways it was Eric’s loss. He was about to get a wet, messy blowjob when you walked in.”*
Eric went totally red in his face when he heard that.
*Em – (Teasing him) – “Sorry Eric. My sincere apologies.”*
*Me – (Smiling) – “By the way would you know if has he been sneaking girls in here behind my back?”*
*Em (Laughing) – “I have not seen a single girl here. So you are all good.”*
Wow he was telling the truth about me being the first girl at his apartment. Maybe he has not gotten over his last break up. I really did not know much about his past girlfriends. We said our goodbyes and left the apartment and started walking to my car.
*Me – “Hope you did not mind me saying I was your girlfriend. I did not want you introducing me as your manager as that may have had some unintended repercussions.”*
*Eric – “Not at all…girlfriend. I even like the sound of that.”*
He held out his hand and I took it as we walked hand in hand like a couple towards the car. Eric had this dreamy far away look in his eyes the entire drive to the restaurant. At dinner, Eric was behaving like a perfect boyfriend, doing all the small things – holding open the car door for me, walking with his hand in mine, pulling my chair out and so on. A couple of times when talking to the waitress he referred to me as his girlfriend. It was cute, but I had a sneaking suspicion about his true feelings towards me. After dinner as we were waiting for the check, he put his hand out and I hesitated before putting my hand into his. The waitress came with the check and put it in front of Eric and even remarked we looked like a lovely couple. As the waitress left Eric took out his credit card to pay for it.
*Me – “Eric, what are you doing? It was supposed to be my treat.”*
*Eric – (Slurring slightly from the wine) – “The man is supposed to pay for the dinner with his girlfriend.”*
Pretend girlfriend or not, there was no way I was going to let Eric pay for that dinner. The bill was quite high as it was an expensive restaurant and we had ordered a nice bottle of wine.
*Me – “Babe, listen to me. Please don’t fall for me. It is obvious that I have extremely strong feelings towards you, but those are entirely physical. I am happily married and have zero intentions of leaving my husband. “*
*Eric – “But..”*
*Me – “Babe, I know I called myself your girlfriend, but that was just to avoid complications with Em. I am really very sorry if I led you on. Think about it logically, I am a 32 year old married woman. You are just 22 and with all the time in the world. You are going to meet plenty of pretty girls. Any girl would be lucky to have you. You are really a sweet smart guy.”*
*Eric (Gloomily) – “Plenty of girls, yes. Pretty girls, probably many of them, but nobody will be as perfect as you.”*
Of all the things, I was not prepared for this complication with him.
*Me – “I am not as perfect as you think. I do not mean to pry, but why this self imposed abstinence? You can practically get any girl you want.”*
*Eric – “My last break up a couple of months ago was bad. She said a lot of very hurtful things that completely made me lose my confidence. It was right before I started the internship. I then met you and you took my breath away.”*
*Me – “Babe, what you say is flattering, but I can never be your girlfriend. You just need to go out and get ‘some’ to get out of this funk.”*
He briefly mentioned some of the things his ex had told him. It was really awful to hear, his ex was a total bitch and had totally destroyed his confidence. Eric was still looking glum but he was slowly beginning to understand that he was just chasing a dream with me.
*Me – “How about we put this behind us? Anyways I was planning to ask you if you wanted to go dancing after dinner. Do you want to go to a nightclub?”*
*Eric (Sounding unconvinced) – “Sure. Let’s do it, boss.”*
By this time I had settled the bill for the dinner and we had started walking back to the car.
*Me – “You can plastered as much as you want. I will take care of you, babe. I already got us bottle service at this night club, hoping you would say yes.”*
*Eric (smiling) – Now you are talking, girlfriend”*
*Me – “Haha, not your girlfriend. I am envisioning myself as more like your slut and I suppose you can treat me like one.”*
Eric’s eyes went wide and looked totally shocked on hearing that. We took the elevator to the top floor of the parking garage and walked towards my car.
*Eric – “Woah, you are joking about that right?”*
*Me (Smiling back) – “Nope. You know I do not like things in half measures. Either treat me like a princess or as a slut. I choose slut.”*
Eric pushed me against the car authoritatively as he pressed himself against me as I could feel his hardening cock on my back. This was the very first time he had ever touched and whole body was on fire and my pussy became instantly wet. He nuzzled my neck with his lips as I shivered as I could feel his hot breath on me.
*Eric (Softly) – “Relax, boss. Just testing your statement.”*
He continued to nuzzle my ear as he crushed me against the car with his body.
*Eric (Softly) – “What happened with Dan today afternoon?”*
I did not expect that question and my heart skipped a beat as I tried to figure out the best way to answer it. I tried to turn around, but Eric forced me harder against the car, deliciously crushing me with his hot body. I decided to to be honest.
*Me (Whispering) – “I..I..saw his cock and touched it.”*
*Eric (Softly) – “That very horny, boss?”*
I moaned and nodded.
*Eric – “Did you suck his cock?”*
*Me (Shaking my head and heaving) – “No I did not, but I almost did. I got interrupted.”*
I could feel him playing with my hair making me wetter and hornier.
*Eric – “So that fucker was lying when he said you gave him a wet, messy blowjob and he unloaded down my girlfriend’s throat.”*
*Me (Whimpering) – “I almost did, but I swear my lips did not touch his cock.”*
I understood why Eric was a bit upset in the afternoon considering that he got to know that I had blown his best friend.
*Eric – “Did you like touching Dan’s cock, boss?”*
I hesitated, unsure of what I should answer. I did like touching Dan’s cock, but I was not sure I should tell that to Eric. He took his hand and gently put it on my neck, gently squeezing it as I gulped in fear and trepidation.
*Eric – “You know I appreciate honesty, boss.”*
*Me (Heaving and stammering) – “Yes…I liked it.”*
*Eric (Increasing the pressure on my neck as he continued to nuzzle my shoulders) – “What did you like about it, boss?”*
*Me (Whispering) – “It…It is so big and thick. It is so huge compared to my hubby.”*
*Eric – “Did you find out how big it was, slut?”*
I moaned when he called me the slut word. Just like that I had gone from boss to slut, but it seemed so appropriate as I most definitely was his slut.
*Me – “9 inches”*
*Eric – “How big am I, slut?”*
*Me – “Nearly 11 inches.”*
*He pressed as hard as he could, crushing me against the car.*
*Eric – “Yes that’s right, slut. Bigger than Dan. Can you feel the11 inches of that hard meat against your ass.”*
I moaned and shook my head vigorously. He flipped me around and continued to press himself against me as I moaned as I wrapped my leg around his back and tried to pull him in closer. He leaned in slowly for a kiss, but at the last second pulled away and instead kissed my neck. I could feel his very hard cock against my stomach and it felt even bigger. Eric stepped back and ever so gently pushed my head down and I instantly knew what he wanted. Without a second thought that we were in a public garage, I went on my knees in front of him and my hands were shaking as I fumbled with the zipper of his pants. Eric instead quickly hauled me up.
*Eric – “Sorry I got a bit carried away, boss. What you do with Dan should be none of my business.”*
*Me – (Whispering) – “I kind of understand where you are coming from. Sorry.”*
*Eric – “Really sorry for calling you the slut word.”*
*Me – “I actually liked you calling me that”*
*Eric – “Wow..Ok, boss.. Come, let us go to the nightclub.”*
To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/xvq6sb/32f_22m_intern_at_work_the_girlfriend_dilemma