Page 5 of Intern

“How would you know?” Derrick asks with a raised eyebrow.

“I don’t know,” I shrug. “I just do. Now leave me alone so I can get my work done before lunch. I don’t want to have to shorten it because you couldn’t leave me alone.”

“Someone’s crabby today. Maybe you need to get laid or something.” Derrick eyes me before turning and walking away to his cubicle.

If he only knew how badly I needed to get laid, and by who.

Getting back to task, I don’t stop until everyone around me starts to file out of their cubbies and out to lunch. As I’m on my way, I spy Mrs. Frost standing by the elevators alone. We don’t make eye contact as we silently wait for the elevator’s arrival. The moment the doors close on us and we’re alone, I pull her to me and kiss her as if I hadn’t kissed her in a lifetime.

Her answering moan has me quickly pinning her against the wall with her legs wrapped around my waist. I grind my aching cock in her heat as she claws her nails down my back.

Breaking my lips from hers, I confess. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about Saturday night.”

She pants heavily in my ear. “Me either.”

I press her deeper into the wall and grate out. “I need you.”

“Do you now?” she asks, with a wicked gleam in her eyes.

“Yes,” I answer only for the elevator to ding. Fuck, we have a visitor.

Faster than lightening we pull apart and separate to opposite sides of the elevator a moment before two of the biggest gossips in the company get on the elevator.

Sadie peeks over at me with wide eyes. It takes everything within me to not laugh at her expression. We were almost caught. I only hope that doesn’t encourage her to keep avoiding me at work.

When the doors open I stand back, waiting for the other passengers to get off before I pull her flush against me. “Please, don’t avoid me.”

Drawing away, Sadie bites her bottom lip. She feels guilty.I knew it!I wasn’t imagining never seeing her alone or barely around the office.

She takes a step outside the elevator keeping her head down. “I can’t lose my job.”

“You won’t lose your job. We’ll be discreet,” I call as the doors slowly slide close.

I’m not sure if I convince her or not, but I have to respect her wishes. Sadie is the only woman vice president in the company, and I can’t be responsible for her losing her job. The next time we’re alone, I’ll have to ask her what the policy is for fraternization. I have a feeling from her reaction, it is highly frowned upon.

I need her to give me a chance, and I know just the person to talk to, to find out all the information I need.

3

Sadie

I never noticedhow little time I had to myself at work, but now the intern is on my mind twenty-four seven, and I want to get some alone time with him. I’m sure he thinks I’m avoiding him again, and in reality, I haven’t seen him but once in the past two weeks. A lot of that has to do with the fact that I’ve been holed up in my office trying to decide which sales pitch has the best chance of gaining us a client Mathers has been trying to land for the past two years. Each time we pitch to them, they politely decline and go with our competitor. I need to make the right decision, or I’m afraid my job will be on the line. There are three vice presidents of sales, and I’m the only female with a slew of men vying for my job; they would love to make it an all-boys club.

“Mrs. Frost, I’m sorry to bother you, but there’s a package for you,” Amanda calls through the intercom.

“Very well, Amanda. Bring it in,” I snap. Did she really need to bother me only to tell me there was a package for me? Earlier I’d told her not to interrupt me unless it was important. Surely she didn’t think a package warranted an intrusion of my time.

From behind my laptop, I watch as Amanda tip-toes her way into the room with a decent size box in her hands, looking sheepish. It seems she now remembers how I’m not to be bothered.

The past two weeks, I’ve been… I guessharsheris the word. One night of amazing sex, and now I’m sexually frustrated. I need Tyson’s huge cock inside of me and have thought more than once to call the agency and hire him again.

“I-I was told the delivery was important, otherwise I wouldn’t have bothered you, Mrs. Frost. Is there anything I can get for you while I’m here?”

“More hours in the day?”

“You’ve been working too many long hours these past few weeks,” she smiles at me fondly.

Amanda is a great assistant, and I want to kick myself for snapping at her and being a general bitch to her the past couple of weeks.

---