Training the Intern
By dataBurst

Jim looked over at his office clock and saw that it was already almost 5pm. By now, most of his co-workers would have slipped out early. It was not the busy season at the publishing company at which he worked, and people took advantage of the lull where they could.

There was a knock on the doorway of his open door. "I'm leaving now, Jim." It was Maureen, Jim's boss with whom he had a positive but fairly limited relationship. Maureen, who was a few years older than Jim, had worked hard to move up in the company. "Have a nice weekend. And please stop by and see Sheila on your way out. She says she has something to ask you about."

"Sure, Maureen. Have a nice weekend," Jim said, waving as Maureen headed out.

He slowly picked up his sport jacket from the back of his office chair and began to gather his things to pack in his briefcase before heading home for the weekend. Since his divorce, he was a little less hurried when it came to getting home for the weekend. He had only the empty apartment to get back to, with only take out food and a rented movie to keep him company.

Before he could get out of his office, Sheila popped her head in through the door, smiling, and asked whether he could stop by her desk to help her with something. Jim, always a gentle and well-liked member of the staff returned the friendly smile and said he'd be glad to and would be along in just a moment, not mentioning that he'd already been asked. He finished packing up before turning off his own office lights and, when he saw that the common area outside his office was already deserted, shut the lights there as well before walking down the hall to Sheila's desk in the sales area.

Jim guessed that Sheila was in her mid-30s, several years younger than himself. She was a graceful, attractive woman with short brown hair and a million dollar smile. Jim had thought about asking her to dinner more than once, but ultimately felt it to be still a little too soon since his unpleasant divorce. As he approached her desk, he again noticed her confident smile, artful makeup and tasteful silver loop earrings. As usual, she looked great.

"Hi Jim, thanks for agreeing to come."

"Sure, always glad to help," he said, eyes adjusting to see that they were not alone. Leaning on Sheila's desk, and facing Sheila, was a very attractive young woman with dark hair and eyes and slightly dark skin. Her full lips and large eyes made her look striking, in an exotic way. She was tiny, both in height and weight. Nevertheless, he guessed she was about 19 or 20. He recognized her by sight, but didn't know her name. She was glancing downward, not meeting Jim's eyes.

"This is Malaya, Jim. She's been interning with us here in my group."

Jim smiled and nodded her way, but then noticed that she still hadn't looked up, so he said, "I'm pleased to meet you, Malaya."

Malaya looked up quickly and then back down at the floor, as if she was scared of Jim. Sheila seemed almost to be suppressing a laugh.

Looking over at Sheila again, Jim noticed for the first time that her top was unbuttoned to almost midway down her torso, showing quite a lot of skin. His eyes were fixed there, and he felt the excitement like a spark reaching his groin. He couldn't tell if she was wearing a bra, but assumed she was. Still, it felt like he could almost see far enough to find out. When he looked up, he saw that Sheila had caught him but rather than making any move to cover up or change angles, her confident smile turned a little more flirty.

He looked back at Malaya, only to see her stealing glances at his crotch.

"What was it that you needed?" he asked, more to Sheila than to Malaya. He noticed that his voice was cracking a bit, which caused him some mild embarrassment.

"You've always seemed like such a nice guy, Jim," Sheila said, as she stood up and took a step towards him, "and you've always been gentlemanly and considerate to me and the other ladies at this company. I felt confident that you were the right guy to discretely help Malaya and me. You see, Malaya is engaged and will be married very soon. She's a virgin and has no real experience with men. I promised to help her to get a bit so that the wedding night isn't something she fears. But you have to promise to keep this just among us."

"Oh!" Malaya gasped and covered her face with her hands, clearly embarassed.

Jim's mind was racing. He was confused and aroused at once. "I'm sorry. What is it you're asking me?"

"Take out your cock, Jim. I've noticed a nice bulge in your pants before, and it looks like you've got a dandy right now. Let us see it. Let Malaya see it and get a good look. She hasn't seen a real man's dick and it's about time she did."