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The Internship

I wanted to look professional and I tried on every item of clothing I had. I settled on a business pants suit and flats. Off to the office I went. When I arrived, I was informed that I was being assigned to an environmental technician. I was given a small bland corner office. White walls, white floor, white ceiling, gray desk, gray filing cabinet, and a laptop computer were to be my digs for the summer. I stepped around my new desk and pulled out the office chair. I was abruptly startled by a husky woman?s voice. There will be very little sitting this summer commanded the voice as I turned around toward the door.

A thirtyish woman stood before me. She was dressed in men?s khaki slacks and a black golf shirt. She was built like a body builder. She finished off her ensemble with black combat boots. She announced, I am Lori and you have been assigned to me. You will be prompt. You will dress for the field each day, not like a prom queen! On and on she barked like a drill sergeant! Lori finally shut up and I reached out my hand. My name is Melissa. Lori took my hand and squeezed the juice out of it.

Follow me Mel, Lori barked. We marched down the hall to a small lab. Lori pitched a clipboard, a book of forms, and a water testing kit on the lab table in front of me. Lori continued with her training. I will show you once and only once, Lori scolded. One hundred fifty CCs of water, two drops of yellow, one drop of red. Use your color chart and record your findings on the form. Lori tossed a ring of keys at me and told me that I would find the test addresses on the clipboard. Go, Lori barked. I went out to the motor pool and found my little white truck. I grabbed my GPS out of my bag and plugged it into the cigarette lighter. I was about in tears. I had never been treated so terribly.

Each day brought more of the same treatment from Lori. By the end of my second month, I avoided her like the plague! I had made a few friends in the lab and they invited me to go to a little bar & grill one Friday evening. I gladly accepted. About four of my coworkers showed up. They complimented me on my party wear. I had dressed to party. I had my spaghetti straps with sparkles blouse and a short black skirt. I came bra-less and yes, I had my four inch heels. After some joking and several rounds of drinks, my coworkers decided to go bowling. I wasn't dressed for it, so I declined and told them I was going to stay awhile longer at the bar. They bid me farewell and left me alone in this country western dump.

I sat alone at a table for six. There wasn't much in the way of talent in this bar. There were a few cowboys, but I couldn't accept the tobacco stains in the corners of their mouths! Yuck, I thought to myself! And then, when I had all but given up on a fun evening, it appeared to get worse! Through the door marched Lori! Oh no, I thought. I tried to turn my back to her, so she wouldn't recognize me. It didn't work. She headed straight to me. Evening, Mel, Lori roared. Hi Lori, I replied. Lori spun a chair around backwards and plopped down beside me. Dressed to party I see, Lori acknowledged. I guess so, I replied.

Lori stood up and commanded, come with me Mel. I complied like a whipped puppy and followed her out the door. I walked behind her down the sidewalk to a bar on the corner. This is where you belong, Lori pointed toward the door. Lori opened the door for me and motioned me to go inside. She directed me to a table for two in the dimly lit corner of the bar. I took a look around at my new surroundings. It was a little more modern than the previous bar. The crowd was younger, but there was a pattern developing as I scanned the patrons. The guys seemed to clique together as were the girls. I knew this had to be a gay bar!

Lori screamed two draft beers across the room to the bartender. He held up two fingers and filled her order. Two large frosty mugs of draft hit our table from a young woman with several face piercings. Lori gave her a slap on the butt. Hi Lou, Lori said. Lou replied hello sexy bitch. Lou stood right there in front of us and dropped her pants, revealing her crotch. I got a new piercing Lori, Lou said. Which one, Lori asked. The large one on my clit, Lou answered. Nice, Lori added. With that Lou, zipped back up and went about her duties. I was stunned!

A feminine guy with his unbuttoned oxford shirt tied in a knot at his navel was dropping quarters in the jukebox. A disco song from the eighties poured out across the sound system. Lori yelled, let?s dance and grabbed my hand and pulled me out onto the dance floor. I reluctantly started dancing to this fast paced oldie. Lori began busting her moves. She was actually quite a dancer. I giggled out loud when Lori got LOW. When the song ended, Lori put her hand on my ass and pushed me back toward our table. About four mugs of beer into our evening, I was getting a little buzzed.

The sound system clicked and the jukebox blurted out another song. I started laughing. Barry Mantilow, I questioned? Let?s dance Mel, Lori demanded. She grabbed my hand and dragged me back out onto the dance floor. Lori pulled me in tight. I felt her left hand on my right butt cheek, her left crossed my shoulder in a bear hug. We swayed back and forth with the music. Lori nuzzled my neck as we danced. During the second verse, Lori released her hold on me, but quickly grasped my head with both hands and pulled me in. Her lips pressed against mine. OK, we are kissing so I thought. It was then her tongue pried my teeth apart and began wandering within my mouth. Stunned and buzzed, I went limp. Lori dipped me like a pro dancer and continued her oral exploration of my mouth. The song finally ended, but I was still the object of passion. Several seconds passed. No music played, but she still kissed me.

Finally, the kiss broke. She stood me up and yelled two more at the barkeep. Lou bounced across the floor with our two draft beers. Lori turned up her mug and chugged the entire contents down. I attempted to mimic her, but only got about half of my mug swallowed. Time to go, announced Lori. Get your purse, Mel. I followed her orders and Lori pitch a fifty dollar bill at Lou as we ran out the front door. Lori dragged me down the sidewalk two blocks until we came upon a nice gated apartment complex. The security guard opened the gate and we headed to the first building. A few seconds later we entered a first floor apartment. It was nice! It was well decorated and furnished.

Sit, ordered Lori. I found a seat on the couch. Lori went into the kitchen and brought back a bottle of wine and two wine glasses. She uncorked the wine and poured two full glasses. A press of a remote control on the coffee table sent music through the entire space. Loosen up your girlie garb and make yourself at home. I am going to get comfortable. I?ll be back in a second, said Lori. Lori returned minutes later wearing an over-sized tank top and some athletic shorts. Lori looked at me and began untucking my shirt. I said get comfortable Lori demanded.

Lori seemed t relax a bit then. We sipped our wine and she began sharing her feelings with me. She said, this may surprise you, but I am gay. I tried to look shocked, but I don?t know if my expression was genuine. Lori continued, I guess you?ve noticed I am kinda infatuated with you. I almost laughed. I took the opportunity to speak. Lori, if you really like me, you could be a little nicer, I said. I guess I am a little rough around the edges, Lori agreed.

Lori stood up. Allow me to try to be nice, Lori stammered. She offered me her hand. She gently grasped it and asked me to dance. That is better, I commented. Of course, the song on her sound system just had to be a Barry White song. Before I knew it, I was in Loris arms dancing again. The thought that I was being wooed entered my blonde brain. It was scary and exciting. Soon our breasts met each other and my pelvis was pulled in tight. Buzzed with beer and now warm with wine, I just went with the flow.

The song ended and another slow seductive tune began. Lori took a step back and tossed her tank top over her head and to the floor. Lori had nice hard 34 B breasts with small dark nipples. It wasn't enough for Lori to be topless, so she tugged my spaghetti strapped top over my head and we began the dance again, this time bare breasts to bare breasts. My soft 36 C breasts jiggled free of covering. I began to get a little turned on by all of this.

We danced on and a few songs later, we were somehow naked dancing. It was like a magic trick. I don?t know how it happened. Lori was shaved bare downstairs. I always trim my patch in a narrow strip. Lori had an unbelievably gorgeous body. She was fit and trimmed.

Beyond a little doctor play in my adolescence, I had never done any girl on girl stuff. I had never really considered it. I have always had an open mind. If it doesn't kill me, it will make me stronger is my motto. I guess Lori?s assertive command of me from the start made me a submissive marshmallow. More wine Lori announced between songs. She went to the kitchen while I admired my nudity in a full length mirror, although the field time at work had given me one hell of a farmers tan.

The wine continued to flow. Drunk with alcohol and excitement, I wondered about Loris next move. It came during another drunken sway of a dance. Lori nibbling on my neck caressed my breast with one hand while cupping my butt cheek with the other. In a flash, Lori buried her head in my breast and her nibbling sent tingles all over me. I collapsed to the carpeted floor on my back. Lori fell with me. My tender nipples zinged with each love bite. Lori kissed her way down to my navel and beyond. I parted my thighs in anticipation of Lori continuing southward. Loris tongued touched off a lightning storm in my body when it finally touched my clit.

Her tongue danced and her teeth gently nibbled. A plunge in my vagina sent an unplanned deep sigh from my lips. Loris expertise sent me into a violently beautiful orgasm. I trembled in weakness. I wanted to try my luck, so I attempted roll Lori over. It wasn't until she agreed that I finally budged her. I tasted her nipple. It was a hard little pencil eraser sized knot on her breasts. Not much flavor, but Lori made the most feminine sighs I had heard coming from her mouth ever. I kissed my way down to her vagina and kissed it with my tongue. It smelled of woman. It tasted like sex smells. I repeated the moves that Lori had done to me and it had the same effect. Lori erupted in an orgasm quickly. We swapped positions several times through the night. Lori produced toys and we toy fucked one another. I stayed all night and woke up in her arms the next morning. We ate breakfast and Lori sent me on my way.

I returned to work on Monday morning. Lori met me in the foyer of the office building. There within earshot of the entire staff, she began to scream. You are two minutes late! That will not be tolerated here. Get your clipboard. Get your truck and bring my samples to me by noon. Then Lori winked at me and gave me a gentle pat on the ass.