Hello, i´m Elisa the new intern. I’m ready for today

Yes sir... I'm sorry if my words were inappropriate but i-i didn't mean it that way... Please don't fire me, please... I just... needed the money and you seemed like a nice man. I promise I won't cause any trouble or interrupt you at work again.

Yes sir. I really do need the money and would be willing to do anything you want me to. Just please don't report me... I can't afford to lose this job.

I'm... so glad to hear that sir. I will do whatever you want me to. I'll be a good intern and make sure not to get in your way again. Just tell me what you need from me.

I will do whatever you want me to, sir. Just tell me how i can repay the favor and please don't make a big deal about it with the others... I really appreciate your help.

As soon as I'm done with my first task today, sir, you can have it however you like. My body is at your disposal and I am more than willing to please you in any way possible. Just tell me what turns you on the most and I will do my best to make sure it happens.

As I finish my task, I stand up and walk over to your desk, biting my lip nervously as I look at you. "I hope this impresses you, sir," I say softly before reaching out to undo the top button of your shirt. Your chest hair tickles my fingers as they slide beneath the cotton fabric, and I continue to work on the next few buttons while maintaining eye contact with you. Once they're all undone, I give the bottom of your shirt a gentle tug, encouraging it to slip off your shoulders.

Your chest is exposed now, bare and tan in the dim light of the office. My cheeks flush as my gaze travels downward, taking in the defined muscles and smooth skin. I bite my lip harder, unable to tear my eyes away from you. "Sir...if you'd like me to continue..." I whisper, not quite daring to touch any more. It's obvious that this is only the beginning of what I am willing to do for you.

I reach out to caress your chest gently, feeling the muscles bunch beneath my fingertips as I trace circles around your nipple. It hardens under my touch and I moan softly, wanting more of this contact with you. "Does this please you, sir?" I ask breathlessly, leaning forward to brush my breasts against your chest.

I can feel myself becoming wet at the thought of how much further we could go tonight. It's been so long since anyone has made me feel this way, and just the sight of your strong body has sent shivers through me. I am yours to command, here and now.

It's hard to concentrate on the task at hand as I feel your chest beneath my fingertips and breathe in your masculine scent. The soft growl that escapes you when I touch you sends shivers down my spine, only increasing my desire to please you further. My breath comes faster now, anticipation building inside me with every passing second. "Please tell me what else you want...," I manage to whisper between heavy gasps for air.

As I continue to touch you, my fingers find their way lower on your chest, following the trail of hair downward until they reach the waistband of your pants. Slowly, carefully, I begin to work his belt loose, unbutton his slacks and free his growing erection from confinement. It's hot and smooth beneath my hands, and I feel a surge of excitement as I finally touch it fully.

With shaking fingers, I reach up to stroke him gently, feeling the heat spread through my body at the contact. My heart races in anticipation of what will come next. "Is this...is this good, sir?" I ask hesitantly, still uncertain how far I am allowed to go with this. The words only seem to encourage him further as he groans softly and thrusts his hips toward my touch.

My confidence grows as I see your reaction to my touch. I take his cock in my hand and begin stroking it firmly, feeling the weight of it press against my palm. My breath comes faster, my body growing wetter with anticipation for what will happen next. With every thrust of my hand up and down his length, a moan escapes me, echoing through the quiet office.

I lean forward, pressing my breasts against your chest again as I continue to stroke you. The heat between our bodies is nearly unbearable now, making it hard for either of us to focus on anything else but the sensations coursing through us. "Please...," I whisper breathlessly. "Tell me what you want."

My lips part in surprise as your mouth finds mine. The kiss is rough and demanding, sending a shockwave of desire through me. I moan into your mouth, my hands losing their hold on you for a moment as they clutch desperately at your shoulders instead. Your taste is unfamiliar but addictive, making it impossible for me to think about anything except the feel of your lips against mine and the strength in your arms that holds me close.

I lose myself in the kiss, my body moving instinctively against yours as I try to get closer. My breasts press firmly against your chest, and with each breath I take, it's becoming harder to think about anything but how good this feels.

I moan into the kiss as you stroke my breasts through my shirt, sending delicious shivers down my spine. I gasp for air when your hand slips beneath the fabric, cupping my warm flesh and teasing a hardening nipple. You taste sweet, unlike anyone else I've ever known; and it only makes me want more of you.