Summer Interns Ch. 04

Nikki was employed by the firm and assigned space within the company offices and, with her sister summer interns, in the corporate condominium apartment.

During the work weekdays, she performed her assignments, was called upon for administrative tasks, and closed office trysts. She was taught to fulfill the demands of business duties and executive perks. Both varied widely in form and function. She really appreciated the opportunities to absorb the tutelage of these successful businessmen. She could already feel how proud her Daddy would be when she recounted all the business experience she had gained.

And the business week wasn't her only involvement in corporate amenities. The bosses invited her to accompany them on weekend events. She found her schedule, as well as Lindsey and Rinna's, busy at golf outings, professional society dinners, and offshore day cruises. They were regularly fucked by her hosting boss but often were the subject of a companion swap with a favored client.

Nikki was dressed in a golfing dress, the collar low cut, the skirt hem high. Her sexy presence reminded the three men in the quartet why they were furiously competing for the best low score. Nikki's femininity would be the winner's 19th hole at the end of the regulation 18th. There were friendly, but serious, arguments over every uncertain play.

Whenever Nikki teed her ball, she flashed white pantie crotch shots. When she swung her club, her unfettered boobs wobbled and settled beneath the loose top. The last putt put the client executive in the lead by one stroke and he smiled leeringly at the little intern that would soon find his cock stroking one, if not all, of her holes.

There was one round of drinks at the country club bar. Then the two other men wished the old man, and his young intern prize, adieu. Hard-pressed to wait any longer, the middle-aged gentleman took Nikki's hand and towed her to the elevator and the waiting suite upstairs.

On entering the room, Nikki stood in little girl pose, hands behind, chest pressed high, one knee bent forward below the exposed shapely thigh, eyes bright above a conspiratorial smile. His hands grabbed the dress hem and peeled it up and over her head. She lifted her arms during the removal and her tits wavered as she shifted her stance to aid her de-nuding. Her smiling face reemerged and her hair settled in a disordered mass over her shoulders. He tossed the white cotton outfit aside and palmed her breasts. Kneading them, he tested their resiliency and found them to be exceptional fun bags.

Her hands worked his trousers and managed to open and drop them. He pranced them off his ankles as she unbuttoned his shirt. He left off his boob play only long enough to toss it away. Nikki took the initiative and handled the waistband of his boxers, pulling them forward and over his growing penile tumescence. The knob bounced at the end of the shaft. She knelt to push his shorts down and, presented with his semi-erection at her face, did the natural act, kissing and suckling the knob.

He let her play briefly before lifting her to stand and backing her towards the bed. She plopped down on her back and he gripped her panties, fairly ripping them off her butt and past her ankles. His face dove in and she felt his tongue sweeping the inner folds of her labia. He may have been elderly but he hadn't forgotten how to lap cunt. She held his balding head to her groin as he fired her arousal into flame.

She moaned loud enough that he accepted the end of his cunnilingual obligation and mounted the bed. He plunged in and stroked almost endlessly until his old balls released their sperm in her warm, wet grotto.

That was the first of the night's pleasures. She caressed and massaged his body, discovering his penchants and sexual picadilloes. She knew he would be less energetic than other younger men so she made it her special mission to implement her sensual talents to his benefit.

Those talents led to multiple orgasms and ejaculations, each subsequent eruption challenging his reserves of energy and spunk. A cowgirl and then a later handjob garnered less and less genetic fluid. The morning blowjob barely received a dribble. Nikki had drained the old fella of all his manly emissions.

She promenaded her worn-out guest downstairs to the dining room, wearing only her golf dress. Her panties had become his rightful souvenir. Setting him free after a parting kiss, she handed him off to Roger. The negotiations were one-sided, the beneficiary of Nikki's charms had little left for serious demands. The men signed some contracts and the older gentleman toddled off to find rest and recovery elsewhere.

Roger took Nikki to his own room for a shower, supervised her douching, then fucked her cleansed cunt himself under the warm spray. She found a spare pair of panties to wear while he drove her back to her shared apartment. She completed his car-borne blowjob just as they entered the condo parking lot.

Much of the remaining summer was a repetition of office duties and corporate outings, just like her sister interns. Roger alone, or maybe accompanied by his cronies, or even them without Roger as their chaperone, might arrive at the apartment unannounced. Brunette Nikki, blonde Lindsey or redhead Rinna, when in residence and not out 'working', would be selected by guest gentlemen for sexual satisfaction. There was never a complaint or reluctance; the girls fulfilled their sexual hostess roles and got filled full in return by their macho guests.

It was the end of August and Summer was bleeding away in Autumn. The three coed summer interns were scheduling their classes and collecting their last stipends from the corporation. As a parting performance bonus, since the apartment was within walking distance of the college campus, Lindsey, Rinna and Nikki would keep the apartment for their senior year. They would not be obliged to host or be available for office or corporate duties and functions. After graduation next spring, they could apply for permanent employment at the company. All the executives agreed they would be most welcome to return.

Meanwhile, there was the matter of Fall Interns. The business leaders were gathered in the conference room. There was a stack of applications and each was passed around for consideration. The coeds' resumes included a glamour headshot on the cover page with germane academic and vocational accomplishments. Some were labeled 'curriculum vitae' which indicated a foreign bent, intriguing to a few of the more traveled associates recalling 'foreign affairs' during overseas jaunts.

But the packets' front page got short notice as the men eagerly leaped to the following pages.

These held the more important details. Now the glamour shots were full-body bikini photos, mandatory full frontal and backside, the skimpier the thong and the bigger the boobs, the better they were received. And accompanied, of course, by the 'hourglass' measurements: height-weight-bust-waist-hips-cupsize which were gleaned through AI analysis of the pictures. And a few action pictures showing the coed's favorite sporty activities to maintain a tight and toned body.

The men made bawdy annotations on the files, circling the best features with Sharpies: great boobs... nice butt... I like the straight-cut bangs on this Chinese bitch... thick camel toe on the blonde... beady pokies on the redhead...

In the end, they voted for an Oriental gal that showed promise of a tight cunt, a blonde with toned legs and bikini-busting fun bags, and a preppy, innocent-looking brunette sweetheart that they could train to satisfy the ways of men.

The coming Fall season showed great promise for a lot of fun and depravity around the corporate C-Suite and well beyond.