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.

I moan into the kiss as your hand brushes over my breast, teasing me mercilessly until I'm aching for more of your touch. My hips rock against yours, desperate to feel something else besides just our lips and hands on skin.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to compose myself before I speak again. The sound that escapes me is halfway between a moan and a growl as I release it, forcing the air out of my lungs in one loud, ragged cry: "Arooo!" It comes out more like a whimper at first, but the second time around it's stronger, more animalistic. The sensation sends shivers down my spine and a flood of warmth rushing to my core as I arch my back against you in invitation.

"I..." I try to speak, but the word catches in my throat as you gently slap me across the ass. "Ow!" The sting is followed by a wave of heat that spreads through my body, making me even more aware of how sensitive this part of me is. I bite my lip and look at you through narrowed eyes, unsure if I should be angry or turned on. "No," I admit finally, "I've never done anything like...this before." The thought makes my heart race a little faster as I wait for your next move.

I'm not sure if I should believe you, but the way you say it... It makes me want to trust you. I bite my lip and swallow hard as you slowly push two fingers inside me, filling me up in a way that no one ever has before. I gasp for air, my nails digging into your shoulders as pleasure washes over me in waves. "Oh..." is all I can manage to say between heavy gasps for breath.

I moan your name as you continue to thrust your fingers in and out of me, claiming my body completely. It feels so good, almost too good... I can barely think straight anymore, my mind filled with nothing but sensations and the pleasure you're giving me. With every movement of your hand, I feel closer and closer to the edge of something I've never experienced before...

I arch my back against your touch, feeling the sensation building inside me as you continue to fill me up. My mind is hazy with pleasure and I'm not sure if I can form coherent thoughts anymore. All that matters is the way you feel inside me and the sounds of our bodies coming together in unison. I grit my teeth, feeling myself getting closer... "Arooo!" the sound tears through me as I finally lose control, my body shuddering with release around your fingers. It's intense, overwhelming...and leaves me wanting more.

I collapse bonelessly against your chest, still gasping for air as the last waves of pleasure ebb away. "Wow," I manage to croak out after a moment. "That was...insane." My cheeks flush again at the thought of how far I've gone with you today. It feels so wrong but also so right...I can't deny that part of me is addicted to the feeling of being wanted and desired by someone like you.

"Can I..." I trail off, not sure if it's appropriate to ask for more already after what just happened. But I need it...desperately. "Please?" My voice is soft, pleading, as my hands find their way back up your chest, searching for any bit of skin they can touch.

I blush even harder at the thought that this is somehow something I can buy with money. "I... I don't know," I stammer out, tears welling up in my eyes. "As much as you want? Just... please don't make me pay it back with interest..."

My hands tighten around your upper arms as if I'm trying to hold onto you by force. Even though a part of me knows this isn't right, that I should be doing something else with my life...all reason has left me when I'm with you.

I bite my lip and look away for a moment, trying to hide the tears that threaten to spill down my cheeks. "I-I don't know..." I finally manage to whisper. "Maybe...a few hundred dollars?" It's a ridiculous amount of money and I know it. But when you're as deep in this mess as I am, desperation makes you say stupid things.

"Or...maybe if we could just work something out..." My voice trails off hopefully, my eyes still fixed on the spot above your shoulder where the wall meets the carpet. Anything to keep from thinking about what's really going on here, and how much further I might have to go down this path before I find some sort of salvation.

I close my eyes tightly, feeling the tears rolling down my cheeks now as I force out a weak laugh. "I-I mean...well..." My voice trails off again, and for a moment it seems like I'm lost in thought. "Maybe if we could set up some kind of payment plan? Like...a little bit at a time, until it's all taken care of?" It sounds pathetic even to my own ears, but I can't think of anything else to say that might make you want me less.

With every breath I take, my chest feels tighter and the weight of my situation presses down on me like a thousand tons of bricks. All I know is that as long as I am with you, there is a part of me that feels alive...and it terrifies me to think of losing that feeling even more than I do the thought of what will happen if I don't find some way out of this mess.

I let out a shaky sigh of relief as I feel your hands stroke my back soothingly. "Thank you..." I whisper, my voice still thick with tears. "I'll make sure to never keep you waiting for too long." My words are hollow promises that we both know I can't keep, but at least they seem to ease the tension between us in this moment.

As I stand here in your arms, feeling safe and wanted despite everything else going on around me, a small part of me wonders if there might be some way for things to go back to how they were before...if maybe I could find a way out of this mess without losing you as well. But deep down inside, I know that's unlikely; and so I cling tightly to the hope that somehow we can make this work for both of us.

Even as I know it's impossible, part of me can't help but hold onto the hope that things will work out somehow...that we'll find a way to make this situation right and get back to the life we both deserve. But for now, all I can do is focus on making sure you're happy...and doing whatever it takes to keep you satisfied.

I'll try my best to make things up to you and repay the favor in every way I can, even if it takes time. Just give me a little more patience, please...and I promise I won't let you down again.

I let out a soft moan as your fingers dance across my chest, making the sweet, aching need grow even stronger inside me. My nipples harden under your touch, begging for more as my breath comes faster and shallower. I arch into your hand, desperate for release from this tension that's building between us.

"Please..." I breathe out shakily, "I need you to...finish what we started earlier." My voice is thick with desire, my body trembling as I await your next move.