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soft hum against
my nub and the vibrations permeated through me and were the catalyst for my
body’s reckless abandon.  My fingers dug into his head as I let out a loud cry
and started to shake.  After a few seconds I finally stopped shuddering and
fell limp against the couch.  After a few seconds I tried to pull him toward me
because I desperately needed to be filled.  He gently pulled back.
                “Soon.”  It was a promise I
hoped he would keep.
                From my purse, my cell phone
alarm startled me and I was suddenly aware of how exposed I was.  Shame began
to wash over me as the realization of what had just happened hit me.  What
was wrong with me?   I had let him do this again.   He sat up looking
at me with those smoldering eyes as I fumbled around trying to muster up some
decorum as I straightened my clothes and my hair.
                “Um, I have to get back to
work.  My lunch hour is over.”  My voice was small and slightly shaky.  I stood
up and slung my purse over my shoulder.  I could barely look him in the eye as
I walked toward the door.  What now?   I had no idea what I should say. 
And he was no help.  He just sat there looking at me with a satisfied smirk on
his face and let me walk right out of the room.
                I was mortified and went
straight to the restroom to freshen up.  Part of me wanted to go crawl and hide
but the other part of me enjoyed my encounters with the handsome stranger.  I
got lost in what had just happened as I thought about his hands on me, his
tongue and his probing fingers.  I snapped out of my reverie when I saw what
time it was and headed back to my desk.  I was a bit paranoid that everyone on
my floor would know what I had done because I was a little bit late going back
to my desk, but no one seemed to pay attention to me as I walked down the
hall.  I threw myself into work to keep my lustful thoughts at bay, at least
for a little while.
                A few minutes later Ms.
Statham came by to give me a new assignment.  It required me to be out of the
office for the next two days and work over at the mid-town office rather than
the downtown office.  I felt a sense of relief because I wouldn’t have to worry
about running into the gorgeous stranger for a couple of days.  As quickly as
the relief hit me, it vanished and I felt a pit in my stomach.  The train.  
I would probably see him on the train.  I decided to change my train schedule
to an even earlier train so as not to risk running into him.  I stayed at work
for another couple of hours and then I headed home.

Chapter 3
     
                The next morning I took a
different train to the mid-town office.  I was the only intern chosen to work
on the assignment at the mid-town office so I hoped that meant that they saw
something special in me.  I planned to work my butt off.  I pushed all thoughts
of the gorgeous stranger out of my mind and focused on work.  But during my
breaks I found myself imagining his hands on me again.  He knew just how to
touch me, hold me, squeeze me, and I wondered when I would feel his hands on me
again.  I was getting lost in my thoughts when an admin gave me a huge file
folder to work on.  I had to prepare spreadsheets and a report giving analysis
of one of the company’s biggest investments.  I think they wanted to see not
only if understood what they did, but also if I could explain it to other
people.  I was so excited.  This was the most hands on assignment I’d had so
far.  I really liked that this company was very hands on with the interns.  I
was getting a chance to see what it would be like to have this position as a
salaried employee.  I didn’t have to do any grunt work and I liked that.
                I was working on preparing my
spreadsheets when a first year associate in the financing group stopped by my
cubicle.
                “Hi, I’m