I (23f) fucked my dad’s intern in his office

“Your dad’s Christmas party is on the 21st this year, do you think you’ll be able to make it? You know he loves showing you off.” My mom said through the phone.

“Oh, maybe. I don’t exactly give him points towards making partner anymore though.” I joked.

“Even more reason to be there. It’s always good to form connections and you’re so grown up now… he invited one of his business friends that he wants you to meet.”

I sighed and agreed to be there. I would only need to be there an hour at most and then I could go on about my Friday night. I went shopping a few days later, finding an emerald low cut sequined dress to pair with black stilettos and semi sheer tights.

The night of, I did my makeup, opting for a Smokey eye instead of my normal nude look. I curled my auburn hair, pinning back two front sections. Underneath my dress, I put on a sheer black bra and a matching thong. I planned to head over to my friends house afterwards and knew how the night would end with him.

My mom agreed to meet me at the entrance of the building. The firm had just moved and I wasn’t familiar with the new layout. She introduced me to the doorman and we made our way to the 6th floor.

The floor was packed with employees and their families. Christmas music played throughout the rooms, barely louder than the sounds of laughter and talking. We made our way through the crowd to where my dad was standing with a few of his coworkers. Next to him was a younger guy I’d never seen before.

He looked like the literal definition of tall, dark and handsome. His hair was dark brown, in the style of a longer crew cut. His dark olive skin was complimented by the deep blue dress shirt he wore. When I approached, his dark eyes bore into me with an intensity I hadn’t felt before. He introduced himself as Nico, my father’s intern for the next six months.

I talked with my dad and his coworkers, the entire time I could feel Nico’s eyes on me. After my third glass of champagne, I decided to approach. He stood talking to a couple of guys that I knew as Joe and Craig. They smiled at me as I walked up, “Daphne? Is that you?” Joe asked. “It’s been awhile! You look more grown up every time I see you!”

Craig nodded and looked at Nico, “Daphne here has been coming to these parties since she was four or five years old. She used to have a tradition of singing Jingle Bell Rock for everyone.” He grinned and glanced at me, “any chance we’ll get that tonight?”

I laughed, “I highly doubt it. I’m afraid I don’t have the same charm I used to.”

Craig and Joe went to get more beer, leaving Nico and I alone. I turned to him, sipping my champagne. “So, are you planning to do something similar to what my dad does?”

He nodded, “Yeah, that’s the plan at least. It will mostly depend on where I go.”

“Are you from here?”

“Kind of,” he shrugged, “I’ve been here since I was four. My family came here from Greece.”

“I’ve always wanted to visit Greece!” I beamed at him.

“It’s beautiful there. It’s not expensive either, as long as you know the tricks. You know, Daphne is a Greek name.” He smiled. I could hear a slight accent in his velvety voice as he spoke.

We talked for the next hour, slowly building the intensity. I laid my palm on his knee as he talked about college, and I slid it up his thigh when I was sure no one was looking at us. His eyes darted around the room, nervous about being caught but not rejecting me still.

“Want to go somewhere more private?” I smiled at him, batting my lashes.

He stared at me for a moment, and a smirk formed on his lips. He stood and gestured for me to follow. He took me towards the back of the floor, past multiple offices towards the larger ones. As we approached his destination, I couldn’t help but notice the name on the door of the office.

“My dad’s office, really?” I scoffed.

He chuckled, “What can I say? Something about being with my bosses daughter in his office gets me going.” I couldn’t deny it didn’t do the same to me.

My dad’s new office was large, with windows that stretched from the floor to the ceiling. A bookcase sat against one wall, with a desk in front with two chairs in front of it. I tried to take it all in, but I couldn’t stop staring at the view of the city from the windows.

“The view gets me every day, too.” Nico came up behind me, a strong arm wrapping around my waist and pulling me in. He spun me around to face him. “You’re more beautiful than the view is though.”

I raised an eyebrow, “does that work with all the ladies?”

He laughed, “I see it won’t with you.”

I shook my head and wrapped my fingers around his black tie, “It might…” I pulled him down to me and pressed my lips against his. His mouth overtook mine within seconds, his tongue rolling into my mouth expertly. I moaned as he grabbed my ass and lifted me up around his waist, his mouth never stopping its assault on my own. I felt the cold glass against my back as he pushed me against it, his erection hard against me.

I pulled his tie off and began unbuttoning his shirt. I moved the palms of my hands over his chest, exploring him slowly. Without warning, he set me down and stepped away. “Strip,” he demanded, a devilish gleam in his dark eyes.

The dominating tone in his voice made me want to melt right there. I reached up and unzipped my dress, slowly pulling the sleeves from my arms and letting it fall to the floor at my feet. I started to roll my tights down, but he raised a hand to stop me. “Do you want to keep those?” He asked.

“I can get more, if that’s what you mean.” I shrugged.

“Do you want to keep those?” He asked again, completely ignoring me.

I stared at him for a moment. “No.”

He rearranged one of the chairs sitting in front of the desk, and turned it towards the window. He held out a hand to me, which I took. He sat me down on the chair, pushed my shoulders back and spread my knees wide. My heart felt like it was going to pound out of my chest as he got down his knees before me.

“I meant what I said…” he murmured, trailing his fingers from one of my knees down my inner thigh. “You really are beautiful…” His fingers glided across my tights, and then before I had time to think about what he planned next, he tore the tights to reveal my thong and thighs. He looked up at me and laughed when he saw the surprise in my face, “I did ask if you wanted to keep them. It shouldn’t have been that surprising.”

I held my thighs apart as he continued exploring with his fingers, finally moving over the material of my thong, forcing a shudder from me. He lingered on my clit, and began kneading into the material. I moaned quietly, lifting my hips slightly for more pressure. I pouted when he withdrew.

With his other hand, he pulled the thong aside, admiring the view for a moment before replacing his fingers. He circled my clit at an agonizingly slow pace, causing me to groan from need. He could tell what he was doing to me, that smirk never left his lips. I shut my eyes and tried to rotate my hips to quicken his pace, but instead he pulled his fingers away from me. Before I could beg him to return, his hot tongue pressed onto my clit. I moaned loudly as his tongue expertly circled my clit and lapped at me. He pressed a finger at my entrance, and slid it into me slowly.

His finger pushed in and out of me, curling it to hit the right spot. His tongue never stopped its assault on my clit, and it didn’t take long before I could feel the wave of my first orgasm building. I started to moan louder, not caring who heard me. “Oh god…” I moaned, pushing my hips up to meet the swift thrust of his finger, “I’m… I’m gonna cummm…”

The wave crashed over me and I cried out, arching my back. As I lowered back down, he slowly pulled away from me, a smile on his face. “You okay there?” He grinned at me boyishly.

I breathed heavily and nodded. “That… that was amazing.”

He began to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his dress pants, “That’s what I hear.”

“Don’t get cocky now, I was just starting to like you.” I winked at him, leaning forward and pushing his hands away from the waistband of his pants. I slowly pulled his pants and briefs down, amazed at the long, thick and hard cock that sprung from them.

I leaned forward and kissed from his base up to the head of his dick. I licked around his head, teasing him before I finally took him into my mouth. I sucked on his head gently, swirling my tongue around at the same time. I relaxed my throat as he started to slowly thrust into my mouth. I cupped his balls, gently massaging them with my hand as I choked slightly on his thickness. He groaned, thrusting faster and faster down my throat. He used my mouth until I was slobbering on him and my eyes were watering.

“Fuck.” He grunted when he finally pulled away. He stared down at me and chuckled, “you might need to clean up before we go back out there later.”

I shrugged, “Nothing I haven’t had to do before.”

“Stand up,” he commanded, and I did as told. He took my arm and pulled me back towards the window. As I stared out at the skyline, he unhooked my bra and pulled it from my shoulders. His lips trailed from my shoulder and up my neck, his hands exploring my breasts and the curve of my waist and hips. He pulled my hips back, nudged my legs open, and pushed my chest into the glass so my ass was perched in the air for him.

I felt the head of his cock slide up and down my wet slit, before pressing at my entrance. I bit my lip in anticipation. He slowly slid into me until he was all the way in, I moaned as he stretched me so deliciously. “You’re so big…” I whimpered as he withdrew and slammed back into me.

His fingers gripped my hips, pulling me back to meet his. My tits pressed against the hard glass made me wonder about being seen from below. The idea of being watched has always turned me on, and so has the threat of being caught. Suddenly remembering we could be caught at any moment lit a fire in me, and that familiar wave started to build again.

“Mmm, Nico, harder…” I moaned, pushing my hips back to meet his. He did as I asked, and soon I was quivering against the window as I quietly cried out my release.

He pulled me away from the window and pushed me down onto my father’s desk, clearing just enough space for me to lay back. He pushed into me eagerly. He fucked me with such athleticism that it was mesmerizing to watch him. His abs were tight as he thrusted into me with abandon, and his biceps flexed as he held onto my hips. His fingers pressed on my clit, massaging gently with just enough pressure to push me to the edge again.

I arched as my orgasm built. Just a little more… his pace started to stagger, telling me that he was close too. “Oh my god…” I hummed, “I’m going to…” but before I could finish, he put more pressure on my clit and my release came over me hard, eliciting a long moan from my lips.

He groaned loudly and pushed into me deeply. I could feel him twitch as he release rope after rope into my womb. There’s nothing like being filled up, and feeling cum drain from my pussy.

We stayed like that for a few moments, breathing heavily and staring at each other. “That was… wow.” He said. He withdrew from me and I stood up.

I could feel his cum dripping out of me as I readjusted my thong and pulled my ripped tights off. I put my bra back on as I watched him get dressed. It was fitting that he was Greek, he was like a modern day Adonis.

“You were amazing.” I smiled up at him when we were both fully dressed. We arranged my dad’s office to how it was before, and started to head out.

“You were too… we’ll have to meet up again sometime.” He winked at me.

I laughed, “God, you just say when and where and I’m there.”

“That good, huh?”

“Quite possibly one of the best I’ve ever had…” We rounded the corner where everyone was still chatting amongst themselves.

“High praise, I’ll take it. Where are you headed after this?”

“I was going to go to a friend’s, but what did you have in mind?” My mind was already racing with ideas.

“Similar to what just happened, but maybe food first?” He smiled down at me, flashing me his perfect teeth.

I agreed, maybe too eagerly. After the party, we found a late night pizza place and talked for a few more hours before arriving at his apartment around 2am. When he took me to bed, he fucked me softly as if savoring me. His attention on me never faltered and I don’t know how many more times I came that night.

I fell asleep blissfully wrapped in his arms, with his cum leaking out of me.

For the entire six months that he worked as my dad’s intern, we would see each other. We dated for a time, but our lives were set on different tracks. Even though dating didn’t work, he knows he can still have me whenever he wants, and he often does…

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