I swept up my hair and as I look in the mirror I notice Jenna coming up in the rear vision mirror.
"Hey there girl, how did you go?"
"Hey Jenna. He said he would donate two hundred and fifty thousand dollars, and he has accepted me as a summer intern," I said, trying to sound as unexcited as possible.
"Cool, the college will be thrilled. I have got one more class to catch then we can watch a movie later if you like," said Jenna, in her usual hurriedness.
"Sure," I said, wanting to do nothing more than put my normal tracksuit pants on and be alone with my thoughts.
I hopped out of the car and made my way to my room, stripping off as soon as I reached it.
I liked being there alone so then I could think. Usually, my thoughts raced about college stuff. Due dates, essay topic ideas, exam questions. Not today... today my mind drifted to the most gorgeous man that I'd ever met. He wanted me so bad that he had fucked me in a public street on a SAAB. Oh, dear God, my father would kill me if he ever found out. Then today, he pushed me onto his desk like it was impossible not to do it, in his office. Anyone could have buzzed or just walked in. Shit, I was in deeper than I knew how to handle. Even in my freshman year, I barely even looked at the guys. I was at college to study, not to fuck guys like Jenna. Well, she was here to do both, actually.
My gray tracksuit felt like heaven. I decided to go to the cafeteria for some dinner. I was starving after being devoured by Jonathon. I couldn’t tell anyone, either. He was affiliated with the college now and it might not be great for his hugely successful company either.
I grabbed a tuna mornay with potato bake and a large juice to wash the carbs down with. I had never really cared about having a bigger body than the other girls. I wasn’t fat, but I wasn’t stick thin like some of the other chicks at college.
I sat and ate my huge serving of dinner. It was really nice to sit without the other girls, who always talked about themselves. I had one more exam left for statistics, before the break. It was tomorrow, and I knew I had already done enough. I mean, outside of Jonathon's interest in me there was only college and a few shifts a week at Fleur's. Oh shit, I had to ring Julie and tell her I would only be able to do the Sunday shifts now.
Wow, Jonathon Ellis, I met you three days ago, and you've already turned my world upside down. Jesus, I was beginning to understand how girls threw their lives away easily for a man. Especially if they were infatuated. But Jonathon was nothing like the college boys at NYU. Jesus, he was the CEO of his own company. He'd wanted me, over all the other girls dancing on that fateful Saturday. Maybe this was a regular thing for him, and I was just another trophy. No, it couldn't be like that. I hope it's not…
***
I reached the dorm and my stomach was so happy that I had taken care of it. I jumped in the shower and washed off my makeup from the interview.
I sat and read a bit more to help me for my two-pm exam. I enjoyed studying because I felt like I was really achieving something. One concept was annoying me. No, actually, it was pissing me off. I couldn't understand it and then I realized that there had been a misspelling in the class handout. We were supposed to change the figure during the lecture but I thought I'd remember. Ha! Caught in my own thoughts of being too clever. That’d be about right.
Jenna thought I was such a square bear. She wanted to be a social butterfly, and I didn't. She was smart and knew how to study, but she had great recall and borrowed notes from other people in class. Her blond hair was nearly touching her ass, and she had big, blue eyes. College guys loved that sort of thing, and she was always on their radar.
I liked not getting attention by being her best friend. We were extremely fortunate that we had each other. Some of the other college students came completely alone to NYU, with no-one they knew from other parts of the country.
Jenna entered looking happy, it was nearly six o' clock and her last class had finished at four.
"I've been with Chad," she said hopelessly.
She raced past and went straight into the shower. I knew she had been kissing him because there was no lipstick left on her lips. She wouldn't let him get to second base. He would have to work for it. Poor Chad, I knew what Jenna was like. She loved kissing. She was the romantic type and she only let them kiss and nothing else for at least two weeks. It drove them crazy, and sometimes they would act crazy by buying her flowers and chocolates as part of their wooing. She loved getting them and making them act like puppies. It was cruel, but it worked so well.
She had only slept with two men. One in high school and another random guy at a party. She wasn't going to open her legs for just anyone on campus, that was for certain.
Jenna was in her nighty and looked beautiful in silk. We picked a movie and sat together eating microwave popcorn. I was so lucky to have such a gorgeous best friend. She really was nice to me, and I would tell her more about Jonathon another time when I had worked it out for myself.
JONATHON
Mmm, the condo looks very clean, I'll have to leave the housekeeper a tip. I'll have a quick shower and get back to my book, I suppose.
First, I better ring Charlie Chan's and get some takeaway. I'm starving.
"Yes, hi. The usual please Charlie. Yes, in half an hour, thanks so much."
God, the warm water feels good on my body. I can still smell her on me from today. Sienna. What a hot name. I am glad she's accepted the internship. She won't be disappointed. Pleasantly surprised I think.
I think I'll do the touch research first and see how she responds. I think she'll like that one. I can still feel the inside of her pussy on my cock. I wonder if she knows how tight she is. My cock must feel enormous in that tight pussy. Shit Jonathon, focus. There's a long way to go yet. Focus man!
Okay, the Chinese will be here any minute. My wallet is still in my suit pants.
"Ding dong," went the doorbell.
"Hi and thanks, keep the change, Aaron."
"Thanks, Mr. Ellis. See you soon."
Wow, I am so hungry. My new vixen has given me quite an appetite, really. Stir fry with black bean is so unbelievably good. I can't wait to let Sienna try some soon.
Now, where was I? I am too tired to read tonight, I think I'll just flick through the channels.
“Oh, Caroline, I've loved you since I can't remember..."
No, let's try again. This remote always picks romance first. I swear it has a radar.
"You better go punk or I'll blow your brains out, twice..."
Mmm, yes that's better.
SIENNA
Jesus Christ, I'm going to be late. My exam is in twenty minutes. Shower or breakfast. Umm, breakfast. It goes for two and a half hours so a banana now and clothes on and then a quick run across the grass!
"Shit, are you late Sienna?" said Jenna.
"Yes, my shift at Fleur's went over because Dustin showed up late."
"You'll be fine, I feel sorry for that banana, though. It looks like it is going to come back out your mouth, you're eating it that fast!"
"See ya, wish me luck!"
"Luck," said Jenna, resuming the painting her nails in a sparkling light pink.
I ran across the grass and tripped over my ankle.
"Youch," I kept running.
I could see the other students eyeing my body as I ran like an idiot to make my exam on time. I was sure I could sense smirks as I leaped like a bullfrog across the lawn.
The other students were lined up and I ran to the nearby toilet block to fix myself up. Okay shirt tucked in, hair halfway decent and zipper up. Oh God, my zipper had been down for the run across the lawn, how marvellous!
I opened the cubicle door and unbuttoned my jeans and then let my bladder empty. I hated the full bladder thing when you were in an exam room. Oh yes, that feels better.
I met the other students in the line as they all shuffled in. My friends were ahead in the line and I followed like a good girl. I found a seat and got ready for one of the most boring exams ever. Sta
tistics pertaining to psychology. I would ace it, like usual, of course.
The lecturer stood at the front and read the instructions. Twenty minutes of reading time and two hours and ten minutes for the exam. Cool, got it.
He had a few minutes to spare and was giving tips about tackling the exam, but my mind wandered to Jonathon, my new summer boss. I couldn't think of my exam and I felt his eyes upon me. Hazel eyes that pierced my soul. God, he was hot.
Okay, Sienna just two and a half hours and then you can relax for the summer. Last exam girl, you can do it. The papers were placed in front of us in the large well-aired room. My mind floated to the page as the reading time started.
Yes, got it. I scanned over. Yep, know how to do that. Yes, got it. Uhuh, great. My mind was back in study mode. Jonathon would have to wait for me. My brain was being mauled by statistics and pie charts, for now.
***
Back in the dorm room, I was contemplating my great effort on the exam. I was proud of my work and grateful that I had studied hard.
I had already walked down to Fleur's to let Julie know of my internship. She was great about it. I felt confident that I could still do my Sunday shifts, and I would get paid double time for that shift, so it was all good.
I had been naughty and ate a spaghetti bolognese at the cafe, followed by a large piece of fresh chocolate cake. Carbs were my enemy, I knew it. I loved anything with carbs. Potato, pasta, and rice. Yep, my hips loved them too.
"Jeez Sienna, have you been eating cake again," said Jenna, pissed at me for not watching my figure.
"Aha," I said smiling.
Jenna rolled her eyes and continued walking away. She went into the shower.
I knew that I was scared about Monday. I had no way of controlling my infatuation with Jonathon. He was tall, dark and handsome, and the chemistry between us was indescribable. My stomach churned just thinking about it, and I would need to go and buy some office attire to look like an intern. Shit, I hated stockings, but I guess I had to try and look the part, for the sake of Jonathon's donation to the college.
I knew I had to try and curb my thoughts. I would be expected to work, and I needed to remove my lustful thoughts from my mind before Monday.
I started a list of things I would need to look professional. Thankfully I had saved enough extra cash from my job at Fleur's. Okay, Three pantsuits, three skirts and blouses, three dresses. Two cardigans and a few lightweight scarves. About six pairs of earrings and some nice necklaces. Mmm, and four pairs of shoes. High heels that I could still bare to walk in, after a long day.
That office building was huge. I thought about my hair. I would need combs and bobby pins and a curler to accentuate the styling. A small fortune would be spent for this summer job. I was going to be purely professional. Jonathon Ellis would have to accept that, despite his desire to have me. Yes, that was definite. Professional Sienna was back and ready to make waves. No more monkey business!
JONATHON
I hope Sienna is ready for Monday, she won't know what hit her. I will definitely show her a trick or two under my wing. God, I feel so addicted to her. It is going to be the best summer I’ve ever had. Okay, now back to planning it. I will not tell her until the very end of it all.
Yes, microphones, check, cameras, check. Three monitors check. A tap wire, check. Yes, that is enough for tonight. I'll think some more on it tomorrow. Just a few more days. My Sienna will be a part of something monumental and she won’t know until the very end. Oh yeah, I love my job.
Craved by Him (Book Two)
JONATHAN
It was a quarter to nine, now. I couldn't wait to see my Sienna. She was mine for the entire summer. I know she wouldn't need to try hard to make an effort. She would look great with a potato sack over her head.
"Ms. Ruston is here," said Jeremy on the buzzer.
“Great. Make her a coffee and then buzz her in.” I wanted her to feel at home here in the office. There were plenty of things for her to do, and today would be no exception.
"Ms. Ruston is ready. She did not want coffee, Mr. Ellis."
"Thank you, Jeremy, send her in."
The door opened and there she was, my mousy brown. Her hair was up in a bun and she wore a gray pinstripe pant suit. Her green eyes were accentuated with nice allotments of mascara and eyeshadow. She looked so professional and hot. My cock was nearly at attention immediately as soon as I looked at her.
"Good morning Sienna. You look ready."
"Thank you, Jonathan. Before we start, I want you to know that I need to keep everything strictly professional from now on."
"Mmm, okay, strictly professional. That sounds interesting."
I had planned for this. I knew Sienna was the studious, daddy's girl type, and I played along with this reality knowing that she would not be able to cater to it anyway. I liked that she was trying to control how things played out, for now.
"Please understand Mr. Ellis that I am here because I want to learn so that I can get through college and become a professional psychologist someday."
"Like me, you mean."
"Well yes, like you, Mr. Ellis."
"So, then if I am a great professional psychologist then you must listen to me so then you can learn as much as possible then."
I could see her thinking and I liked the way that she squirmed when I was in control of the conversation. Now was the perfect time to roll up my sleeves and expose my forearms. She loved that, and last time it made her bite her lip, without realizing. Up they go. The left first, ever so slowly and now casually the right. Mhm, and there she was, biting her lip. Fuck, it makes me hard.
"Right then, let's make a start. You will be looking at some tape recordings of me in this office with some of my clientele. There are about ten thirty-minute meetings and you will need to take notes and guess what is going on from the use of my body language and their body language. It is part of my research for the body language application that we will be making this coming year."
"Oh great. Thank you, Mr. Ellis."
"Jeremy, will set you up in the Langdon Room adjacent to this one? It will take all day. You may take a half hour break at ten-thirty and a forty-minute break at one for lunch."
I knew she was still contemplating her “professional” decision, that didn't involve me fucking her on the desk. She moved her large green eyes over my body and I was turned on by her.
"Oh, one last thing, Ms. Ruston. There are cameras in every office for security purposes. Only I have access to the tapes unless something untoward should occur. Then they are handed to the police. I just wanted you to know."
Sienna was looking again like the lost puppy I had seen at the club. She was not sure of her decision to be here at all. She did look my body over a few times, and the intensity was electric.
"Thank you, Mr. Ellis, I understand. I will see Jeremy now?"
Her green eyes looked up at me and I could imagine the same look from her if she was sucking my cock. I would play hard to get now. That's what she had said. Keep it professional which really meant that she wanted to play hard to get.
"Yes, Ms. Ruston, Jeremy will see you and set it up. Please bring your notes tomorrow at nine, so then I may hear your interpretation."
"Thank you, Mr. Ellis."
I look now at the back of her ass as she walks out. She was so hot and her body smelt perfect in my presence. Freshly showered and scented for me to fuck. I will have to bide my time for now, though. She will not be expecting it, but she will come to me soon enough. Her wet pussy will want my cock, and I will be ready for that.
SIENNA
I think the interview sex was silly anyway. He knew it and I knew it. It was just a thing that men in power do and I am glad we can start fresh, now. This Langdon Room is quite exquisite and looks like the designer went to England and then threw up all over the room. It has lavish paintings and huge floor rugs in maroon and cream. It has an elegance all of its own. I like it I suppose.
Right now, th
e first interview is noted down as Mr. Ellis and Mr. Johnson. I just need to press play and watch. Okay, there we go...
Alright, Mr. Johnson enters the room and he sits down with Mr. Ellis. Jeremy comes in and offers tea and coffee and Mr. Johnson nods a no. Okay, pause. Mr. Johnson uses his head to say no by shaking it left and right. Play. Mr. Ellis sits with legs crossed and smiles awkwardly at Mr. Johnson. Okay, that body language is not very open. He must not trust him or like him very much. The same goes for Mr. Johnson. He is crossing his legs and his body is pointed to the left. There is no open posture either. Okay, pause and note that down.
It is nearly time for my break. I will go to the coffee shop across the road and have a croissant. Then I can keep studying the body language when I get back.
I must congratulate myself for being professional this morning, though. Mr. Ellis took it extremely well. Now I can concentrate on being a great intern and accentuating my portfolio with great work. Professional Sienna. Yes, back to the basics girl. Nice and uncomplicated.
***
The coffee shop was packed with lots of workers who are all having coffee and snacks. I moved to the outside table to eat my croissant and sip on my delicious Vienna chocolate. Cream is divine on top of hot chocolate. Mmm, yes, yummy.
From here I have a great view of Mr. Ellis' office building. There are always staff and clients coming and going. A limousine pulls up and I notice its shiny paint job. It moves forward and a chauffeur stands dressed in a suit and driver's cap. Wow, it looks really awesome.
The entrance is clear and I could see him walk in his blue suit in a hurry. Mr. Ellis… the tall, dark stranger who had sex and fucked me (his intern), hopped in the shiny car and then pulls away.
Okay, mind, pull yourself up. No thinking about the sexual encounters until the summer is over and this whole thing becomes a distant memory. It is time for you to go back now. Ms. “professional” Ruston. There are another nine tape recordings to get through yet, so keep your eye on the prize!
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