Hi!

Back again with another update about me (F45) and my intern (M19) experience. I've been really busy the last two weeks, apologies for not updating more! If you're curious how things started, I've shared it all. If you're curious where it will go next - I honestly have no idea.

Sadly, Ryan's internship ended Wednesday. We had one last meetup that day - he stayed after the farewell party and, since the office was empty, we used my office for it one last time. He seemed even a bit rougher than usual - I blew him first and then he bent me over my desk. One last orgasm while gripping the side of my desk, I guess!

I'll admit, I was feeling a bit sad about it all. Confused and a little silly, but sad. So I asked him what he wanted now. If it was over. His reaction made it clear that he hadn't expected things to continue after he finished his internship, but he seemed open to it. So he told me if I could sneak out again that night, we could have some more fun. Normally, I would not even consider it on a work night. But...I couldn't resist.

That evening, I prepared dinner like usual, watched some TV with the family, and after everyone went to bed...I snuck out. Leggings and a baggy sweater. I planned ahead though, I've been keeping a change of clothes in my car now, just in case! I texted when I got there and then again when I got to his door. He texted me back and said I should be waiting in just my bra. It felt awkward but I am a total sucker for him taking control - so I took my sweater off. I was feeling really nervous - I often don't wear a bra and this was one of those nights. Awkwardly holding it in my hands when his roommate opened the door. Ryan was standing in the back with a huge grin on his face. I felt so mad, embarrassed - and yes, turned on.

I stepped into the room and Ryan was egging me on. Asking if I liked showing off, complimenting me for doing it. I didn't even think when he told me to kneel. Honestly, I thought he was about to tell me to blow his roommate. After a minute, though, he just laughed and walked over. Helped me to my feet. Started walking me towards his room. And then just...pushed me to bend over the back of his couch. My brain turned off. I just felt my body reacting. I bent over. He pulled my leggings and panties down. His hand between my legs. He was quick to point out how wet I was and I couldn't deny it. I was soaked.

He was in me in no time, thrusting hard and fast. Calling me names. Asking if I liked this. If I liked how it felt, if I liked being his slut, if I liked putting on a show. I just nodded and nodded. Tears on my face, bitting the couch cushion at times.

I don't know when they switched. But at some point, I looked up and caught a glimpse of the reflection in the window and I realized it. I gasped. I heard the snickers. I didn't say anything. I still don't know how I feel about it, mentally, but I had two intense orgasms during it. And so did each of them. After that, there was an awkward little bit before his roommate left the room to shower. Ryan gave me some tissues to clean up. Said I could text again if I wanted to. I don't know if I will, but I haven't deleted his number.