Summer Interns Ch. 02

On Friday, Amos needed another conference with the boss before leaving for the weekend. He found his door closed, knocked and heard the muffled 'Come in.'

The door opened on a familiar scene. Roger was seated with a red-haired intern's head in his lap, bobbing steadily as she sucked on his cock. She didn't pause a beat at the intrusion.

" Well, I see you've found another candidate to interview", Amos mused.

The boss gave a guttural affirmative as he felt his imminent ejaculation, and did, down the redhead's tight throat. She moaned at the discharge and took him deep, swallowing his contribution to her corporate acclimation. He held her head impaled on his deflating erection.

"Yes, Rinna is hoping to join our marketing department. I'm testing her client retention skills. She just passed her first oral exam."

He chuckled at his own joke.

Roger leaned back and relaxed his body in the chair in post-ejaculatory serenity, lightly massaging Rinna's scalp as she suckled his slackening genital appendage.

"I think I'll continue her interview at my house this weekend. Unfortunately, I can't multitask. I promised Lindsey a similar outing. Why don't you fill in for me with her this time? I'm sure you'll find something interesting to do together."

Roger winked at the offer and Amos gave a leisurely nod of concurrence. He closed the office door behind him as he heard Roger give Rinna her instructions.

"Go freshen up and come back. We'll leave as soon as you're ready."

Amos walked across the office floor and found Lindsey's cubicle.

"Gather your things. Roger is tied up. He apologizes for his last-minute swap but I'll be filling in for him."

Amos lived in the suburbs but rather than the expressways, he liked to journey the feeder roads. The pace was slower and less stressful. It also, in this instance, gave him more time to be close with Lindsey.

She wore an office style pencil shirt that molded her ass and showed some of her lovely legs as she sat in the passenger seat. The shoulder belt split her blouse covered breasts. Amos was not one to waste time or attention. He placed a hand behind the blonde's neck and leaned her towards the middle. The shoulder belt retracted as she understood his silent command and wiggled beneath it.

He was a gentleman about assisting with her task. He unzipped himself and extracted his semi-tumescent cock. She leaned over his lap, obscuring the oral contact but he felt the sweet touch of her wet lips on his knob. But always, it was safety first; he returned both hands to the steering wheel and attended to his driving in traffic.

At stop lights, he saw the curious glances of the other drivers who saw the blonde head of curls bouncing in his lap. To a few he gave a smiling wave of acknowledgement when the light turned green and he pulled away.

As he approached his neighborhood, he told Lindsy she had three minutes left to complete her blowjob. He felt increased suction and a slight upbeat in the lip stroke rhythms. As he entered his driveway, his hands gripped hard on the steering wheel as his groin tensed and he spurted cum into Lindsey's mouth. She hummed with joy, feeling the satisfaction of her accomplishment.

She drew herself off his cock and righted herself in her seat. A finger wiped a loose spot of the white goo from her chin and sucked it into her mouth. Performance over, for now, it was her opportunity to look around at her weekend working residence.

It was a larger house, two stories with gabled windows; someplace, anyplace in an upscale American neighborhood. Pale yellow siding with brick column highlights and a front porch sheltering a red front door.

Amos tucked himself in and opened his driver side door. Still playing the gentleman, he rounded the car to open her passenger door. He helped her out, let her grab her purse and sweater, and escorted her to the red front portal.

Inside, he gave her a quick tour: downstairs living room, kitchen and dining room, upstairs bedrooms and baths.

She asked which bedroom would be hers and he gave her a no-nonsense reply.

"You'll be with me here in the master bedroom. This is where we will fuck."

'So much for romance' she thought. Well, it was a summer internship. What did she expect?

"Can you cook? There's stuff in the kitchen. Get busy."

After Amos showered and changed, he found the table set with pasta, sauce, and salad. That was one of his favorites; the weekend was proceeding very well.

They watched some TV, lazing on the sofa, percolating their arousals. His hands were inside her open blouse, cupping and kneading her tits. Her hand rubbed his crotch, feeling his manhood filling up all the available space.

The silly network serials were boring. Amos surfed the on-demand listings for some porn. He found an interesting screening of some harsh BSDM that worked for him. It apparently worked for her as well. Her caresses increased on his cock as the naked on-screen maiden was dog switched on her nipples until she orgasmed from the tit torture.

Amos noticed her obsession and filed that away for later on.

Meanwhile, their mutual caressing was evolving. Amos shrugged off her blouse for more open access to her boobs and nipples. Lindsey unzipped his fly and caressed the stiff penile skin. The TV was finally turned off as the pair were finally fully turned on. Amos carried his half naked weekend guest to the bedroom, his cock waggling freely as he walked.

The remaining clothes hit the floor and the handsy couple hustled into bed. He kissed her all over: lips, neck, nipples, bellybutton, inner thighs, and ending at her labia. His tongue swept multiple lashes on her inner pink and clitoris. Her hands held his head to maintain the vaginal caresses. He ignored her pleas for more as he rose and hovered his body above hers. But she was ready to be fucked but Amos wasn't yet; he wiggled her around to suck his cock into her mouth. He kneed up as she bobbed on his erection.

He was fully aroused by the long wait: the drive, meal, TV, and oral foreplay. He took handfuls of her hair and drew her off, pushing her down to lay in missionary pose. His hands and hers cooperated in alignment and he pushed in with one long stroke to the bottom. She whined out her moan of surprise at the sudden stretch by the full penetration. He lay his weight on her as she curled her thighs and arms around his body.

He drew back and plugged his cock in again. Another whimper, less sharp this time. He hugged her tits to his chest and cycled his hips, thrusting long hard plunges. Countless cycles, matched with tongue lashed kisses, culminated in his roar of orgasm and a powerful spew of spunk deep inside his fuck mate.

He rolled aside and they cuddled. She was still aroused and he accommodated her needs with another fantastic fuck later in the night.

The following days and nights were a cacophony of sex: every room in the house, most of the furniture, and much of the Kama sutra poses were employed in satisfying Amos' arousals and pleasures.

On Monday morning, he drove her back to work, wearing the outfit from Friday, though even with preening and makeup, she looked used and disheveled. Everyone noticed and, inwardly and outwardly, smiled, keeping their council, but knowing the story.

Over the next few weeks, Roger and Amos rotated weekends of taking Lindsey home for several days of sucking and fucking.

It was again Friday evening. Amos had stayed late in the office for an international conference call. Lindsey had left earlier and he decided to surprise her at home. He pulled into the corporate furnished intern's townhouse parking lot. It hadn't been a long drive but long enough for him to percolate his zeal with thoughts and plans for Lindsey's submission to his sexual inclinations.

The townhouse porchlight was on and he rang the doorbell. As her summer intern gig progressed, he intended to use the duplicate key that would allow him access whenever he chose. Sometimes he got aroused late into the night and later he might make his way to her door and then her bedroom without disturbing her sleep. Well, not at first. She would certainly enliven when he suddenly thrust his hard cock into her soft slumbering body, bringing her wide awake with a jolt. It was those kinds of thoughts that had pervaded his mind during the drive.

But tonight, Lindsey answered the door. She was wearing a white tank top and a short tennis skirt, complemented with subtle, pale makeup, further enhancing her Nordic tones. She stretched up to kiss his lips in welcome, pressing her loose boobs to his chest.

He had told her at the office that he would be coming tonight and anticipated he would soon be cumming tonight, undoubtedly inside her. She had dressed in easily shucked off clothes; she was so ready to accommodate this manly man's deepest desires, and her own.

Her instincts were right. His hands were already pawing at her ass, moving underneath the skirt to discover there were no panties. His fingers brushed her labia lips and found moisture in the pink folds between. She moaned in his mouth at the touch. He decided he needn't delay with any extended foreplay.

He scooped her up and carried her the few steps to the living room off the entrance foyer. He plopped her knees on the sofa cushions. She braced her hands on the back, torso level, head up, facing straight forward. He moved up behind her kneeling body. His hands came to her chest and pulled the top toward her neck, freeing her hanging breasts. He cupped and bounced the feminine globes, adding a little pinch to her nipples, gaining a pucker of the nubs and a yip that melded into a moan.

He unbuckled and dropped his pants. Her ass was at a perfect height to his groin. He slapped her inner highs; she dutifully spread her kneeling stance wider to ease his entry. Flipping the skirt across her back, he aligned himself at the fleshy cleft below her lovely exposed ass cheeks, found her slippery slit with his tip, and pressed in an inch.

His knob was captured in her warm entrance and he jogged his hips, slipping and sliding forward, penetrating her wet cunt. She mewed at the long-awaited invasion, feeling his bulk stretch her juicy channel. He grabbed her hair into a bunch and pulled, holding her head high, using the clutch to keep her steady against his power thrusts. She closed her eyes, concentrating her thoughts on the sweet conjunction.

Amos was enjoying this first quickie. It would relieve his pent-up urges and allow him to lead a more leisurely sexual shindig for the remainder of the weekend. He was well into his rise when he caught a movement at the foyer out of the corner of his eye. He glanced there and the image induced him to stop his strokes, halting deep inside Lindsey's pussy. She sensed his pause and thought he might be cumming but she didn't hear his peaking grunts or feel the familiar hot gush of his spunk.

She opened her eyes and saw what Amos had seen that caused the coital disruption.

A redhead was standing there in a see thru chemise, shadowing pert areolae disks on her chest. She had loosely interlinked fingers across her groin, the hem too short to cover and hide her red trimmed landing strip. There was a startled look on her freckled face, framed by the auburn tresses.

Amos was mesmerized by the sight. Lindsey felt his stationary cock swell larger, embedded deep in her cunt. She wasn't sure how she felt about his impulsive reaction to the first glimpse of her fellow intern housemate.

"That's my roommate, Rinna. We share the corporate condo. She's here this weekend because the boss is out of town with his wife. Poor thing was left all alone."

Amos now recognized her as Roger's office fellatrix and continued sexual side hustle. She was staring at the other two pair of eyes locked on her semi-exposed body.

Amos regained his intent and, as he stared intently back at the scantily clad Rinna, she intently watched him. He continued his stare as he recommenced long, slow, ass-bumping strokes inside Lindsey's inverted cunt. His fuck-mate responded with renewed mews of contentment. Amos, super-aroused by Rinna's attendance, quickly rose past the peak of his exhilaration. He closed his eyes, keeping the image of sexy Rinna still burning in his brain, and cried out loudly as his cock injected his sperm into Lindsey's womb, his orgasm heightened by the wild fantasies of possibly fucking Rinna during this weekend.

As his mind and body recovered its sanity, he opened his teary eyes and backed out of the doggy fucked blonde. His dick dangled in full view of the redhead. She unconsciously lifted a hand and bit a finger knuckle as she saw his semi-tumescent cock and wondered if she could convince him to offer her a taste or impaling before he departed Monday morning. If she could have read Amos's mischievous thoughts, she wouldn't have worried. She shyly apologized for the interruption.

"I'm sorry, Lindsey. I heard a noise and your muffled voice. I was checking to see if you were okay."

Lindsey was stepping down and righting herself from her over-the-couch pose.

"I'm okay. Everything's fine. Amos is here for the weekend."

"Okay, Lindsey. That sounds good."

With a last lingering look, Rinna slowly turned and walked out of sight. Amos watched her give a quick over-the-shoulder glance as she disappeared away from the doorway. Lindsey observed his contemplative expression and knew right then that this weekend would be a shared affair. Any discontent she may have felt was masked by the fascinations for combined roommate efforts to fully satisfy their weekend guest.

She led Amos by the hand to her bedroom ensuite bath and cleaned him up for the probable coming threesome events.

It was skimpily clad playfulness in the living room for the remainder of the evening. The girls were chatterboxes to the point where Amos wearied of the banter and simply threw Lindsey over his shoulder, ignored the giggling mock protests, and carried her off to her bedroom. The ensuing energetic fuck left Amos satisfied for now as he lay tranquil with his cuddly bedmate lolled against him. Her voice was soothingly soft as she guided the pillow talk.

"So, do you like redheads?"

Amos tiredly grunted in the affirmative.

"Do you like Rinna?"

Another grunt of affirmation. Lindsey's hand stole to his semi-tumescent cock. A finger-tap on the corona vee got a jerk of reaction.

"Do you think you're ready to go fuck her?"

Amos had already surmised that both women were now available to him. His thoughts of the freckled roommate were pleasant and desirable but his double fuck of Lindsey was close to his limit for this one short evening. He would need to pace himself.

"Too soon..." he mumbled.

Lindsey was not to be put off.

"Well, you could stay here and I'll continue this foreplay or..."

He waited for the other shoe to drop.

"You could go to Rinna and let her try hard to get you hard..."

There was no response. Lindsey upped her persuasive reasoning.

"What's the harm in trying? Go on. Go fuck her. I'll bet she's waiting for you."

Amos had no particular argument for anymore hold out. He roused himself to crawl out of bed, looking around for his discarded boxers. She laughed at his unmindful modesty.

"You don't need them. She's seen your cock and it will only delay things after you enter her room. No one but us girls are here to see what we've already seen."

Amos stood up naked and leaned in, placing a quick kiss on his enabling bedmate's lips, then strode confidently out the door, down the hallway and through the open door into his next bedmate's bedroom. He expected her to be awake. But he could see by the faint moonlight that her eyes were closed and she was emitting quiet little snores with her calm breathing.

He didn't wait. The contemplations during his inter-bedroom journey had a mild re-arousal started and he felt confident that he was again in the mood for another coital round.

Rinna slowly awoke at the sense of her bed occupied by another person. Her bare skin felt the warm contact of another person beside her. She mumbled her drowsy concern.

"Lindsey? I thought you were with Amos. I already masturbated. I don't think I can do another one with you tonight."

A male voice responded, intrigued by the notion of the cunnilingual companionship.

"Can you do another one with me?"

Rinna came more awake. It was Amos huddled next to her in her bed. That was a different situation and she rose to the heterogenetic invitation. The bisexual gal twisted to face the masculine alternative.

Her hands came to cup his face and she planted a deep smooch of accord on his lips. His hands found her boobs and he pinched the stiff little nipples. She squeaked in alarm but continued to kiss his lips and cheeks in welcome.

Shifting back from his face, her hands tunneled elsewhere between them, finding his semi-hard erection.

As Lindsey had predicted, Rinna took up the foreplay role, eager to get this man ready to fuck her. He was responding weakly and she knew increased efforts were called for. Her head moved downward until her lips replaced her hands at the focus of her attention. She sucked on the tip and smoothly drew in his manhood, making tongue tickles at the finest places. He responded to her sexy work and her mouth sensed the increased growth and stiffness. She had him ready.

She posed herself beside him again, maneuvering her legs to straddle his hips in sidesaddle. His tip found her pussy. She wiggled to assist his entry and then moaned in his ear as he plugged her pussy with his erection. A few shuffles ensued, mild thrusts to affect the wet tissue and hard muscle genital union. Amos moved with mundane strokes but he found it wasn't enough; he needed something to increase his masculine vigor.

His eyes focused on her nightstand where he spied a sex toy. It could have been something she and Lindsey employed during sophomeric encounters but he saw the possibilities for the here-and-now while this redheaded sex kitten was entertaining his cock.

It was a ribbed conical butt plug, metallic chrome with a flared base. He leaned over her cuddling body and retrieved it. As he rolled back into sidesaddle position, she looked up to see what had caught his attention. He held it in front of her face, rotating the fat probe in his fingers as it glinted in the moonlight. Her expression turned to recognition. She had left it out, intending to use it as a dildo again before sleeping but fell into slumber before the second act could be consummated.

Amos turned the point towards her lips and she suckled the silver probe, tasting her own residue. He moved it behind her and she startled a jog as she felt the metal tip touch her annal ring. He hugged her tighter, suspecting he would have to control her, force her if necessary, when he inserted the toy.

He pushed the first of the sequentially larger thicknesses into her anus; she held her breath and breathed out as he paused at the first valley to allow her orifice to acclimate before pressing the next larger ridge in.

"Ready? Here comes the next one."

He didn't wait for affirmation, just carried on. Through the thin membrane of her perineum, his cock felt each successive increment of the cylindrical sex toy passing deeper into her butt, while announcing each successive shove with the warning, generating his own groans of stimulation.

At the full six-inch depth, after the six bigger rings were placed, he tapped the base to test its retention. She jogged a jolt at the vibration in her core. Satisfied, he adjusted his hands to her ass and neck, holding tight and re-commencing the sweet conjunctional strokes. His coronal nook rippled along the spaced ridges, a sensation unlike anything he had experienced before, even when fucking such a tight little cunt like Rinna's.

They rocked and rolled in sideway clutches, murmuring in growing arousal as the three-part genital actors: cock, cunt, and probe built them both towards the inevitable first-time finale. He felt himself peaking and hugged her modest tits to his chest, gripping Rinna's toned ass as he plunged deep and expelled pulses of his masculine emissions into her womb space.

His joy was joined by her joy, evidenced by her arched spine body shudders, hugging his neck, prancing her thighs along his, blubbering out her ecstatic bliss as she received his physical accolade to her sexual desirability.

Amos felt himself shrinking quickly inside her. His soft rod fell out followed by his modest volume of discharge. The shiny metal plug stayed put. They rearranged their pose and slept cuddled together for the remainder of the night.

Saturday morning was spent in relaxed lounging, snacking on a light brunch. The girls moved around the house in skimpy see thru lingerie, doing the weekend house cleaning chores, mindfully titillating the visiting boss while he picked at a little work or watched TV.

Eventually, the sexy show was too much for Amos to ignore and he beckoned Rinna to perform a 'nooner', demonstrating more of her oral expertise.

By late afternoon, the randy trio was ready for some excitement to break the monotony of spontaneous sex. It was party time. Amos ordered them to get ready for a night out.

The exclusive dinner club was filled with male society's finest. Their female escorts seemed to be competing with bawdy fashions, expensive night and club wear that challenged the strength of clasps and closures, exposing sinful amounts of bare skin, just barely legal in public.

Amos's two companions fit right in, proudly wearing their sexy cock-baiting dresses. The food and drinks were delicious and plentiful.

The girls danced, sometimes including Amos. When not, he watched from his booth while they bebopped to the spirited tunes; the short-skirted, backless, and loose paneled fronts flashed peek-a-boo nip and panty slips.

When the girls clung close together during slow melodies, he noted the stealthy body rubbing, hand dallying, and tit bumping, signs of their impulsive infatuation and lesbos arousal. Their faces grew blushed with sexual need.

They returned to Amos and in the dark corner, gave him their full attention. His fly was unzipped and their hands contested for access to his cock. A passing waitress appeared, coincidentally doing her rounds, stating her perfunctory question.

"Is there anything you need?"

That was before she suddenly realized the circumstances evolving behind the table.

Lindsey scanned the skimpy uniformed hostess, who noted her look of curiosity and coyly winked. The blonde intern left off her quest for Amos's cock and decided this bodacious young waitress might be easier to seduce and possibly, for the moment, more to her liking. She crawled out of the booth and whispered in her ear. The waitress nodded and took Lindsey's hand, leading her away to a little used space she knew would offer temporary privacy for this hasty intimacy.

Meanwhile, Rinna jumped at the chance for sole conjunction with Amos. Her pussy was wet and throbbing with tension. She ripped open his pants and swung a leg over his lap, mounting his hand-hardened erection.

Amos was at first surprised by her aggression but was soon settled into a sweet vibe by the rhythm of her thrusts. Her short hem covered her ass and any furtive public view of their connection. His hands held her bouncing ass as he buried his face in her dress-boosted cleavage. Rinna peaked first with Amos soon behind, set off by her cunt ripples skipping along his throbbing shaft.

They arrived back home around midnight. Wordlessly, the weary clubbers headed to bed. As it were, they all found themselves in Lindsey's room and, stripping naked, crawled into bed. Each was satiated by the day and evening events and sleep came quickly.

During the late night, Amos awoke to Lindsey's fingers diddling his cock. He succumbed to her summons and rolled atop her for a missionary fuck. In the morning light, Rinna took her turn at his penile plaything and got her own sideways spooning doggy sex.

Sunday was a repeat of Saturday's daytime snacking and lounging. Amos forwent any sex, pacing himself after a long two-day run of sexual satisfaction. He might think he wouldn't be feeling his middle-age, but Mother Nature knew better and he surrendered to her wisdom.

Sunday night found them in Rinna's room this time. After adequate foreplay, Amos lay prone as Rinna executed a magnificent cowgirl, while he flicked her hard nubs with the back of a fingernail. All the while, Lindsey assisted with kisses for both partners: lips, nipples, and belly buttons. Rinna galloped and pranced on his buried prick until he dribbled out the near last of his seminal reserves. Rinna and Lindsey took care of their own business until all three were sexually satiated.

On Monday morning, the weary trio showered, preened, and dressed in office attire before returning to their professional duties at the corporate headquarters.