Internship leads to banter,fun and frolics. Al[m]ost rips a hole in the [f]abric of reality | 2016

So this memory is from my University days - About 1990 when I was undertaking a summer internship with the City Council. I had been tasked with abstracting legal opinions obtained by the City Council so they could create a database on their computer system. This is pre-www as we know it. There were a lot of opinions but I pretty much finished doing the abstracts ahead of schedule so was put into the property section in the legal department and got to work on some property transactions and was set some research tasks. I also got to go around the land titles and state government offices performing searches and so forth. I got to do these rounds daily with the outside clerk Ann and occasionally the Articled Law Clerk, Jane.

The clerks from the agencies around town who performed search and settlement services for various law firms and the outside clerks from some of the larger law firms in the city would do the rounds of the various government agencies where information and documents were accessed and ordered twice daily - remember this is before there was an online to perform these searches and access these documents online.

Anyway the clerks who did this were pretty much all female and had their schedules pretty well worked out. Morning tea at this coffee shop at 10.30 in the building where a particular government agency had its office and afternoon tea at 3.00 at another coffee shop next to another government agency and drinks after work on Thursdays at a particular bar and drinks after work on Fridays at a different bar - bars selected for the timing of their happy hours and the deals associated with the happy hours as much as their general ambience and patronage. These girls had their shit organised.

Being the only guy among this group of women for 8 weeks was pretty interesting too. They were all younger women between 19 and 25 (the job was pretty junior in the scheme of things and the girls who did it generally worked their way into more responsible roles or left for other reasons before too long). The girls who worked for law firms were always well dressed and made up and (more than likely) hired on the basis of aesthetic considerations rather than possessing hard to acquire skill sets or intellectual firepower and the other girls who worked in the role were, it seems, eager to keep up with (if not outright compete with) their law firm counterparts. So the women (I refer to them as girls through the lens of 25 odd years) I spent much of my internship with were good looking if not hot, well presented and not overly concerned with difficult issues. Don't get me wrong these weren't bimbos or dummies they just were less complicated and angst ridden than the girls at University.

As the only guy amongst these women and at the younger end of the age range I had an interesting time. At first I was regarded as something of a novelty and subjected to some gentle teasing but the more I was present the more I was let in on their "in" jokes rather than being the focus of them. Within about two weeks or so of regularly accompanying Ann on these rounds I'd been invited to Friday drinks "with the girls". Only an idiot would refuse and my Momma didn't raise no idiot.

Once I was accepted and perceived to be non-threatening the flirting began. Subtle innuendos and double entendres and banter gave way to more obvious "bait" for suggestive conversation - bait I'd happily dance around and then throw back. And so began the game.

One of the "girls" who worked for a large law firm was Kelly. Kelly was about 5'5" beautifully presented with long black hair, flawless makeup, brown eyes, glasses, nice figure (not overly curvy yet not athletic), nice C Cup beasts and most attractive of all a filthy and agile mind.

Kelly and Jane were good friends largely based on their membership of the girls club and the impurity and agility of their minds. Whereas Kelly was dark and tall Jane was short - not quite 5' tall - blonde, blue eyed and built like a gymnast - lean and slender with not much more than A Cups. Jane also had the filthiest laugh I've ever heard - it was positively pornographic - not sexy but bordering on the depraved.

Kelly, whilst not the only one to play our game, certainly played it with great enthusiasm and enjoyment. I loved sparring with her and whenever Jane was party to our sparring (often making valuable contributions of her own) she would often talk about the conversations once we got back to the office with a mixture of enjoyment and disbelief.

Anyway, having been embraced into the group Thursday and Friday afternoon drinks were a lot if fun not least because the banter was able to go for longer and would be turned up to pretty much maximum inappropriateness.

One of the themes of the banter between Jane and I was that if we were to get together one would break the other, ruin the other for future relationships, rip a hole in the fabric of reality or result in the other having to take holy orders with vows of chastity because of the certainty of never finding sex which would ever come close to what I would give her or she would give me. That sort of chirping.

In retrospect we both liked each other, weren't sure about closing the deal and had pretty decent egos which enabled us to play these little games with each other out in the open. Again, in retrospect, all it was ever going to take was the addition of alcohol and opportunity and the inevitable colapse of space and time was going to happen.

It happened one Friday afternoon as we sat in the bar drinking Jane and Kelly started chair dancing (as in sitting in their chairs dancing in their seats) and we were just goofing around and the bar was getting busy with the after work partyers so the trips to the bar for drinks turned into a bit of a gauntlet to run. There were four of us by this point and we figured out if one of us got to the bar we could form a drink relay to get the drinks back to our spot without having to run the gauntlet. I made my way to the bar, Kelly a few feet behind me, one of the other girls a few feet behind her and Jane at our table a few feet beyond her.

We decided to get four rounds in and set up camp in our spot for the evening before deciding what to do next. I was tasked with ordering and starting the relay. I ordered 8 rum and cokes, 4 bourbon and cokes and 4 vodka lime and soda handed over the cash and waited for the drinks to be poured. As they were served I passed them back by twos and the relay commenced. First the rumbos and then the rest. I ended up passing Kelly her vodka lime and soda x 2 and taking my last 2 bourbon and cokes as the relay came to an end and we snaked our way through the crowd back to our spot where the seats had now been dispensed with because the bar was getting more and more crowded. We drank and the girls were boogieing as they drank and I kind of pushed the envelope of our space to create a little room for us all to move around a little more in. Kelly realized that this is what I was doing and decided to help shape our space by grabbing my hand and dancing with me where we stood twirling around my hand and just basically demanding more room from the crowd around.

This turned into a bit of a game of bump and rebound where she bumped her ass or her hip against someone and then rebounded exageratedley back to me and up against me before moving back to go again. She actually started to say "Wheeeee" as she came on for me to catch her on the bounce. It was a lot of fun and she started to give a little hop as she approached so I had to actually catch her as opposed to simply being the target of her impact. This lead to more exagerated rebounding and eventually to me dipping her.

Then she did something that completely changed the mood from "fun" to "fuck". She took her hair out and removed her jacket.

Her dark hair, styled up into a high pony tail, tumbled about her shoulders. She was wearing a shift dress with a matching jacket so whe she took off her jacket her shoulders were bare and her hair tumbled down past her bare shoulders and framed her face just beautifully. She tossed her jacket inder the table to her bag and shook her hair out some more then bounced back to me and I dipped her snapping her back up and face to face our noses just milimeters from each other. It was like the sound had been muted and time slowed to a crawl. I could feel her breath on my mouth and taste the vodka on it. I searched her eyes and swivelled to dip her again this time following her down into a shallow dip as she closed the distance between our lips and we kissed. It was deep and filled with weeks of sexual tension being released in a single moment. My hand was in the middle of her back for the dip and I slid it up to her neck as I brought her back up our lips still locked and our tongues exploring each other's mouths. As we straightened up my other hand reached around and held her hip as she leaned further into me pressing her hips into me and snaking her leg between mine. The kiss broke and we looked at each other with unspoken understanding. She reached under the table to grab her bag and jacket and within 2 minutes we were in a cab back to her place.

We were all over each other on the cab ride to her place. I threw some cash at the cabbie when we arrived and we tackled each other through her front door. By the time we were in her bedroom we'd shed all but our underwear. Kelly still had her panty hose on and between us we tore them off her and she started grinding against my leg as we devoured each other.

Next, off came her bra as I started kissing, licking, sucking and biting my way down her neck to the top of her breasts as they are released from captivity. They were everything I'd been picturing in my mind since not long after we'd met and more. Lovely pale mango-shaped breasts with skyward pointing dark pink nipples that were hard as marbles. I kissed them in turn and she moaned her approval. My hand found its way down her belly to the waistband of her panties and I flattened my palm against her mound pressing firmly as I ran it down further and felt her lips through her soaked gusset. She raised her ass off the bed and helped me pull her panties down as I kissed and licked my way from her navel through her trimmed bush and to ger dripping cunt. I swirled my tongue briefly around her clit producing further moans of approval from Kelly. She wriggled across the bed and as I lapped my tongue down her slit and tongued around the entrance to her dripping vagina she pressed a condom into my hand and in a loud raw shout told me "just get it in me!"

I wasn't about to refuse her and rolled on the rubber positioned myself between her legs and my rock hard cock at the entrance to her pussy. She was lying there in the early evening twilight (it wasn't yet 7.00pm) hair all over the place, lipstick smeared all over her lips one hand playing with her nipple - another slow motion moment - our eyes locked and I leamed forward forcing yhe head of my cock into her beautiful cunt. She tilted her hips to meet my thrust as I kiseed her again and we started to find a rhythm. 5 maybe 6 thrusts and I was sliding into her all the way and each time I thrust in she'd gasp softly. We moved together like we'd done this a thousand times before and between her sighs we'd kiss and steadily increase the tempo of our fucking. By the time we could my balls slapping against her ass she couldn't kiss anymore as she was moaning one long continuous moan through which she squeaked in time with my thrusts.

As the pace of my thrusts grew faster still she wtapped her legs around my waist and started clawing at my back as she was rocked by the first of what was to be numerous orgasms. Her moans changed to swearing "fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck jesus fucking shit my christ oh my god oh my god oh my god" and then she screamed and bit my shoulder hard as her pussy clenched around my pistoning cock again.

I continued for a few more minutes at a feverish pace. She came again digging her long red fingernails into my arms as she did and clenching her legs powerfully around my waist. This stopped my thrusting in its tracks until she released her leg lock on me at which point I positioned her legs over my shoulders and reached for the headboard behind her to get a better angle and better traction and power into my thrusts which I resumed at aboutbthe pace I had been going at before her thigh crush stopped me.

Before too long she was cumming again and shouting a long low shout of "ohhhhhhhh mmmmmmyyyyyyygooooooooooddddddd!" And moments later I followed with my own incoherent yawp as my balls emptied into the condom and I rolled aside next to her gasping for breath. After a few moments she said "Well fuck! Why haven't we done that before now!"

We wre both covered in marks from each other and sweat and juices and it felt fucking fantastic.

Kelly slapped my hand away as I reached down between her legs to feel her pussy. "No not now too sensitive" she got up and got a couple of towels and we cleaned ourselves up a little before we started making out again.

We fucked god knows how many times that weekend but we didn't do much rlse other than fuck eat sleep and go to buy chemist to buy bulk condoms, lube and skin cream for the chaffing, bites, whisker and carpet burn we inflicted on each other and ourselves.

Kelly and I spent the rest of the period of my internship (about 4 more weeks) basically fucking daily.

We devolved into a FWB relationship for a few months after I returned to Uni and hooked up a few times (usually following Friday afternoon drinks)

Kelly eventually got a position that kept her in the office and she no longer kept company with the group of search and settlement clerks by which time we had both moved on. We did come damn close to ripping a hole in the fabric of spacetime while we were together though.

Comments and constructive criticism welcome - there are more memories to relate.