Assistant Book Editor
25 years old
I worked as an unpaid intern for a major publishing company as an undergrad, and I learned more from that position than any other. One of the most lasting lessons came from my supervisor, Andrea, who was about 15 years older than me and already established in the industry. I admired her for her success, but also admired her good looks and strength. She was a little on the butch side, but dressed femininely enough that it wasn’t evident to everyone. Working closely with her day in and day out, though, I had picked up the vibes and seen the signs.
I had experienced sexual thoughts about other women, but never acted on them because I was always the good girl and was afraid of what my family would think. There were nights when I masturbated to my imaginings of what Andrea’s sex life must be like, but I never let on that I was attracted to her or that I even had these feelings. On one particularly hot July night we were forced to work late to complete a project that was due the next morning. The two other interns managed to find excuses to go home before we were finished and I was left alone with Andrea. We ordered Chinese food and worked until almost 2 a.m. before finishing. Much to my surprise, Andrea pulled a bottle of wine out of her office mini-frig and put two glasses on the table. “Congratulations,” she said. “Here’s to a job well done,” she added as she poured two drinks. We toasted to the completion of our assignment and settled into our chairs exhausted.
“Is your husband waiting up for you this late?” I asked, trying to feel out whether or not she was straight.
“No husband. A cat named Ted, but I’m not married to him,” she said as she sipped her wine. “How about you? Do you have anyone waiting, or not waiting, up for you tonight?”
“No, unfortunately,” I replied honestly.
“A cute, young girl like you?” she asked with convincing surprise. “ I would think that you would have a lot of people interested in you.”
“Well, all work and no play, you know …,” I muttered with a laugh, wondering if she was flirting with me.
“You do work some long hours here. That is true.” Andrea said. “So no time for play, huh?”
“No. How about you?” I inquired.
“I think we’re in the same boat,” she said with a smile and a long swig from her wine. “How about we change that a little?”
“What?” I asked, surprised but hopeful.
Andrea put her now-empty wine glass down on her desk and walked over to my chair. She bent over in front of me so that I could look down her shirt and see her large, hanging breasts. She caressed the side of my face with her right hand, lifted my chin and kissed me softly on the lips for several seconds. “Was that okay?” she asked, seeking permission to continue. “Yes,” I whispered. Andrea resumed kissing as she subtly started unbuttoning my top. She reached into my shirt, under my bra, and rubbed my right breast. She then leaned forward and pulled it up to her luscious, warm mouth and sucked and nibbled on it. I pushed her face into my chest and used my free hand to unbutton her blouse and free her beautiful tits. We eventually moved to a sofa in her boss’s office where she proceeded to remove my clothes, spread my legs, and eat my pussy like she hadn’t been fed in days.
Andrea eventually came up, continued fingering me and said, “I wanted you since the first time you walked through our doors. You’re my favorite intern.” She then kissed me deeply, probing my mouth with her tongue. She quickly slid back down my body and returned to licking, sucking and penetrating my pussy with her fingers until I came all over her face. I squeezed my legs tightly around her head as intense orgasmic quivers coursed through my body. After I came, she rose up and I could see that her entire face under her eyes was shining with my pussy juices. It was the sexiest thing I had ever seen in my life. We kissed, nibbled, caressed and cuddled for another hour before heading to our respective homes to try to catch at least a couple hours of sleep.
As I’m sure you can imagine, there were many more late-night work sessions with Andrea after that, and today her boss’s office is hers and I serve as her assistant. Her devoted and loving assistant.