The Student Employee

"What am I doing here? This is wrong. I should go." But no matter how
she tried to rationalize to herself what she was doing there, she
couldn't take her mind off the task that lay before her. This *was*
wrong. It was breaking every rule in the book. But she just had to
see; she just had to find out what it was like.

She approached his office door, shaking with a mix of fear and
excitement. Could she really do this? She had to know; so she would do
this.

She knocked softly on the semi-opened door. He wasn't really expecting
her, but she didn't think he'd mind. He was probably in a constant
state of expectation, what with all the innuendoes flying.

"Come in?" he sounded a bit confused. Who would come by now? The day
was almost over.

"Julian? Hi. It's just me." She flashed him an alluring smile and
tried to compose herself. She wasn't counting on him looking so
attractive. He always made her nervous. But in a very twisted way, she
liked it.

She stood there staring at him, memorizing everything about him. His
soulful brown eyes, his chiseled features, and his brown wavy hair all
had a strange effect on her. To her, he was the most attractive worker
at the college, and she lusted after this man. She had since she first
met him.

"Adrian. What can I do for you?" When she didn't immediately respond,
he took the time to admire the young beauty. He had never seen anyone
quite like her. She was tall, slim and utterly gorgeous. With her
light skin, deep green eyes and long black hair, she stood apart from
everyone he had previously met. He form was one most women would love
to have: long, slim legs meeting a narrow waist and a healthy bust
line. She was, in fact, they type of person you love to hate.

Despite her looks, she was one of the most intelligent, amusing and
overall delightful people he had the pleasure of working with. And
that was why he was attracted to her. He knew, because of the "rules,"
he shouldn't be, but couldn't help it. She just had that essence about
her: men wanted her and women wanted to be her. But right now, there
seemed to be more to her than before.

"Are you feeling alright, Julian? You look a bit odd." Her sweet
melodic voice filled his small office.

"I'm doing just fine." It wasn't a complete lie. "This is a pleasant
surprise, Adrian. What's going on?" Just looking at her, he could feel
that familiar sensation in his lower stomach that had kept him up
many, many nights. Christ! Not now!

"I need to talk to you about something kind of private. Do you mind if
I shut your door?"

"Of course not." He didn't know exactly how wise that was, but he
couldn't very well say so to her.

She stepped all the way into his office and shut the door behind her,
cutting off all noise and movement just outside his office. She knew
she was crazy for doing this. But now she was at the point of no
return.

She stood facing the door for a moment longer trying to control her
flying thoughts. It was now or never...

"What I wanted to talk to you about... this is hard. Okay. See, I like
this guy, and I think he kind of likes me. And I want to try to take
things to the next level, but I'm not sure how." She was still facing
the door, afraid to look at him and see the questions in his eyes.

He stared at her back for what seemed like eternity. Did he hear her
correctly? She was trying to talk to him about her personal life?
Strange.

"Okay. But why come to me? Wouldn't your girlfriends be able to help
you better than I could?"

She took a deep breath and slowly turned around. Finally she looked
into his eyes and saw the true confusion there. Inwardly, she smiled
to herself. He really didn't understand, did he? She let her carnal
desire for him show briefly in her eyes as she devoured his exquisite
appearance. As quickly as it was there, it was gone again.

"I could go to my friends, but they wouldn't understand. I think you
would."

Now he was getting confused. And a little bit angry. How could she
possibly think to talk about her private life with him? She obviously
didn't realize how much he desired her. She obviously didn't realize
how close he was to jumping her right there. Of course he wouldn't
understand. He would never understand how someone at youthful and
desirous as she could be so blind.

"How would I understand? I'm no longer in college with the pressures
of college love. I really think you should talk to someone else about
this." He was starting to show his agitation.

"No, I really think you could help me more than them. See, they guy I
like... well, it's difficult to explain, really. There are many
obstacles keeping us apart. And I think that once we acknowledge them,
things will be alright."

He stared blankly at her. She couldn't possibly be taking about him,
could she? No. That's just his lust taking over his mind. But she was
so gorgeous standing there staring at him.

"W-Well," he stuttered. "What kind of obstacles are there? If you guys
really like each other, then they shouldn't matter too much. Right?"

Why was he helping her have an affair with someone else? "This guy"
was most likely a married man looking for a quick piece of young ass,
not fully knowing the girl he was going to fuck. Now if that guy she
was into was him... Ah, but he couldn't think about the impossible.
Tonight, when he was home, he would think about the two of them
together and get off. His usual ritual for as long as he cared to
remember. That's the best he could hope for. That's the best he would
get.

"That's what I think too. I'm so glad you feel the same way. It will
make this next part much easier. The big problem is that this guy...
well, it could jeopardize his career if we were to be caught. But I
think that it would be okay. I mean, we would be discreet and no one
would know about it. This is assuming, of course, that he feels the
same way I do. I don't even know how he feels about me."

"Adrian..." he started. The mere mention of her name on his lips
melted her. He was looking down at his desk, avoiding eye contact with
her. Softly, he continued. "He would be an idiot not to return your
feelings."

Her heart was beginning to race. She had thought about this moment for
two years. Two fucking years. Now it was time to make her dreams a
reality.

"Do you really think so, Julian? I mean, I'm really scared to tell
him."

Still looking down he replied "If the guy has any sense in him, he'd
feel the same way. Adrian, I really shouldn't be saying these kinds of
things to you. You're a student. I'm not. I could get my ass fired."

"I know, but thanks for talking to me. You really helped me out."

"You're welcome, but I really didn't say a whole lot. I guess you
figured it out on your own." Good. Now she would leave and this
torture would be over.

"There's just one more thing I think you should know."

She waited to see what his reaction would before doing or saying
anything else. When it was obvious he wouldn't say or do anything at
all, she continued.

"This guy..." she took a deep breath. "This guy is you."

Silence. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. This girl, this
student, this gorgeous creature, desired him? Closing his eyes, he
recalled all their previous encounters and wondered how he could NOT
have known. It was so obvious looking back. Twenty-twenty hind sight.
Go figure.

"Adrian... I don't know what to say. Honestly I don't. I guess I could
start with 'I feel the same way' but that's really so clichéd." He
took a long breath. "But what are the chances that it could actually
work?" He looked up at her. Damn, but she was exquisite.

She walked toward his desk where he was sitting. He could smell the
faint fragrance she always wore. "Ralph Lauren's Romance" she once
told him. It suited her perfectly. That feeling in the pit of his
stomach increased. What was he going to do now?

"You just told me that if two people feel the same way about each
other, what would the obstacles really matter? And you admitted to me
that you feel the same way. Julian..." she paused looking for the
right words. "If you really want me to go, I will. But just promise me
you'll think about what I've told you. I want you. And now I know you
want me too. It could work. We could work. Just think about it, okay?"

Feeling utterly defeated, she started walking back towards the door.
She tried so hard not to let the tears form in her eyes. Her want for
him had somehow managed to grow into a need. And he just shot her
down. What a fucking life.

"Adrian, wait. I don't want you to go. I think we should talk about
this." What more could he say to her? He wanted her. She wanted him.
It all seemed so simple. When she still hesitated, he told her, "Shut
the door, Adrian."

Never one to disobey orders, Adrian did as she was told. But she still
could not face him. Her emotions were not yet controlled enough to
face him, face his rejection. She never should have taken such a
stupid chance. How would this affect their professional relationship?
She couldn't even fathom the thought that she might have to start
working for someone else, but that's what this could lead to.

"Look at me. Please."

Adrian slowly turned away from the door, but kept her eyes on the
floor. A few more deep breaths and she should be okay. Breathe. Just
breathe. She finally lifted her head and instead of seeing contempt or
disgust in his eyes, she saw his desire. Christ Almighty. What had she
done?

He stood from his chair and closed the distance between them. He was
now standing over her, looking down into her pale face and deep eyes.
He lifted a hand to turn off the lights and lock the door. The room
was almost completely dark, except for the faint light streaming
through from the crack between the door and the floor. Though it
wasn't much, it was enough to see so that they wouldn't kill
themselves. He laid one hand on her shoulder, and caressed her face
with the other.

"Julian. I thought you wanted to talk." Her voice was meek as she
tried to still the slight tremors raking through her body caused by
his gentle touch.

"Adrian, you are so beautiful. Tell me this isn't a dream. Tell me you
want me."

"Julian..." she began.

"Tell me Adrian. Please."

That plea was her undoing. She gave herself to the caress and closed
her eyes reveling in the thought that this was a reality.

"It's not a dream, Julian. I want you. I've always wanted you.
Please..." she opened her eyes to look at him. "Please make love to
me."

She could feel him shudder slightly at that request; his desire
obviously matched hers and she was more than willing to explore
everything that could happen between them.

Julian lowered his head and lightly touched his lips to hers. Each had
been longing for this moment for so long, neither wanted to ruin it.
Before the gentle touch could become a kiss, however, Adrian backed
away.

"Julian, are you sure you want to do this? I mean, here?"

"I've wanted you to come to me for so long, I can't wait any longer.
Look." He grabbed her hand and guided it to crotch. Any questions
Adrian may have had about waiting quickly disappeared as she felt his
readiness.

"I'm scared," she said simply.

"It's okay. If you don't want to do this..."

"I do. Trust me I do. I just...don't want to get caught." She chuckled
softly in the dark thinking of the irony of it all. Here was her dream
come true, and she was backing away. She knew she wanted this, and no
fear would stand in her way. Taking a deep breath, she moved her hand
from his swollen cock to his face. "Kiss me." It was more of a command
than a request. But Julian did as she bade.

He lowered his head again, but wasn't so gentle this time. His need
for her was great, and the anticipation even greater. When their lips
met in the age-old ritual of lovers, he reeled. She tentatively opened
her mouth to take more of him, to taste all of him, so he could taste
her. The taste of her sweet, youthful mouth almost brought him to his
knees.

As their tongues danced around one another, Julian removed his hand
from her shoulder and moved it to her breast. He found the sensitive
bud and stroked it with the pad of his thumb. He heard her moan
slightly and gave a little squeeze. His free hand made its way to the
nape of her neck and he threaded his fingers through her silky hair.
Julian had never felt his need grow as much or as quickly as it was at
that moment.

Adrian hesitantly moved her arms to wrap around his neck and pull him
closer. She needed to feel him, feed his urgency, and let him feel
hers. She felt his grasp on her breast cease and she almost cried out
in protest. But before she could break free of his mouth, she felt the
same urgent pressure on the other side. A soft moan tried to escape
her lips, only to be swallowed by his.

Eventually, his lips left hers. She slowly opened her eyes feeling
disoriented and as if there was something lacking inside of her.

Julian grabbed her hands from off his neck and guided her to his desk.

"Sit up there." He said as he pointed to his desk. She moved closer
and started to remove the papers that were scattered across the wooden
top. Once they were gone, she sat on the desk with him standing in
between her legs.

"Julian," she breathed as he lowered to his knees. He guided her hips
closer to the edge and raised her short skirt up to reveal his coveted
desire. He finally noticed she wore no under garments. Adrian had
planned all this! That knowledge only served to heighten his already
raging need.

"Christ. You're beautiful, Adrian." He leaned closer to her supple
body and breathed in her sweet scent.

"Julian." She lifted his head with her hands and brought him to meet
her willing mouth. He leaned over her, pushing her back onto the desk.
His hands had free range on her body, and he explored it fully.
Together, they freed her of the annoying shirt and bra and him of his
work shirt and the white t-shirt underneath.

Their hands, mouths, and tongues explored every inch possible. When
his warm mouth found her breast, she thought she would explode. He
flicked the very tip back and forth with his velvet tongue. Then he
sucked, teased and loved her soft mound until she wanted to cry out.

Immediately, he stopped.

"What is it, Julian?" Adrian, thinking she had done something wrong,
grew nervous.

"Adrian, I'd love for our first time to go slow. But, I can't right
now. I have to have you. Please."

At that moment she could deny him nothing. "Yes. Now."

Julian moved off of Adrian and scooted her back to the edge of the
desk. Adrian sat up and helped him get his belt unbuckled and slacks
off. With the nice pants around his ankles on the floor, Adrian
fiddled with the waistband of his boxer shorts. Her dream was about to
become a reality; she was about to feel him inside of her. She wanted
to cherish this moment. But their needs were too great to hold back
for too long.

Julian moved his hands on top of Adrian's and pushed his boxers down
to join this slacks around his feet. Instantly, his very swollen cock
leaped out at Adrian. She had never seen one so large before, and it
almost intimidated her. Almost; but not quite. Curious about it, she
bent her head to taste it. She tentatively stuck out her tongue and
licked the purple head all around, trying to dart into the tiny slit
on the top.

"Adrian. Stop. Or I won't be able to hold it back."

Not wanting to deny herself this pleasure, she stopped and looked up
at him. She spread her legs and felt the cool air intensify her
wetness. He merely looked at her most private area. In that moment he
realized what he was about risk, and he contemplated if it was really
worth it. His job was at stake, his reputation, their relationship.
But just then he caught the sweet yet tangy smell of her desire and
knew what he was going to do.

He leaned in closer to Adrian and kissed her full pouting lips. He
guided his swollen cock toward her waiting hole. Once the head was
positioned right, he pushed in slowly. He wanted to savor this moment,
their first time.

Julian heard Adrian gasp as she broke their kiss. "Go slow. Please."
Slow? She really expected him to go slow when she was so tight and wet
and warm. Putting all his thoughts to what he was feeling, he almost
came right then. He controlled himself enough to enter her, even
slower than before.

He kept pushing until he felt something block his way. She couldn't
be! Adrian, beautiful, enchanting Adrian, was still a virgin? Julian
stilled not knowing if he should continue or not.

"Please Julian. I want this. I've wanted it to be you. Don't stop now.
We can talk later, just don't stop now." She had just made his
decision for him.

He pulled out a bit, looked down into her shadowed face and said,
"This is going to hurt. I'm really sorry." As he said that he thrust
into her, tearing Adrian's hymen.

She buried her head into his shoulder to muffle her cries. Julian
didn't move, couldn't move. If he moved even an inch, he would spill
his seed inside her. As they stayed joined together without movement,
he felt Adrian begin to relax and he felt he was able to move again.

Julian looked down into Adrian's face and saw only peace and joy on
her expression. "Adrian? Are you okay?"

"Mmm. Just fine." She opened her eyes as her lips curved slightly up.
"I love you, Julian."

Those simple words were almost Julian's undoing. He suddenly felt a
vast wave of emotion sweep over him unlike any he had ever felt. He
felt his urgency and remembered what he was doing.

"Adrian, I..."

"Shh. Don't say anything. But if you don't move soon, we're going to
have some problems."

Julian did as he was told and pulled out of her warm, wet center. When
his head was at the very edge of her opening, he thrust in. Again and
again he did this. The emotions he knew she was expressing through
their actions heightened this experience to a new level for him.

He could feel her center start to grip him even tighter. Suddenly, she
exploded and her insides milked Julian's cock toward her very core. He
couldn't hold back much longer.

As Adrian was coming down from her orgasm, Julian knew he was about to
explode himself.

"Adrian," he whispered. "I'm going to cum very, very soon. Tell me
where."

Adrian looked right into his eyes and said, "Inside of me. I want to
feel you. Don't worry about anything. It'll be okay. I promise."

Looking into her eyes, he let everything go. He shot his load deep
inside her, his seed searching for the ultimate goal. He felt his
explosion would never end. Wave after wave of the purest ecstasy
engulfed him.

Finally he was able to acknowledge his surroundings again, and
realized he was lying fully on Adrian's soft body. He propped himself
up on his elbows and looked down at her face. A loose strand of
midnight hair was across her forehead. Julian gently grabbed it and
brushed it aside; caressing her face, showing her without words just
what their escapade meant to him.

"Wow," was all he could finally say. Looking at her delicate features,
he smiled. "That was incredible."

Adrian looked back at him with an equally large smile and concurred.
"I didn't freak you out too much, did I? I'm sure it's not every day a
student comes to you spouting words of love. And if it is, well, you
shouldn't make a habit out of it."

Julian gradually raised himself off of her and let his now limp cock
slide free of the warmth that was only Adrian. Adrian sat up soon
after and just remained seated on his desk. Julian bent down and put
his pants and boxers back on. Zipping the fly, he turned and sat next
to Adrian on the desk.

"We should probably talk about what just happened, don't you think?"
He looked over at Adrian and saw that she was still topless. "Okay.
We'll talk once you put on your shirt. I can't concentrate with you
looking like that."

"Only if you put yours back on," she retorted as she reached over to
find her bra and shirt and throw his at him. When they were both fully
dressed, they remained in the dark, sitting and nothing more.

"Adrian, you said, um, something while we were, uh... I don't know how
to say this."

"Then don't say anything. I wanted you to know how I feel. I didn't
expect an answer. I just thought you should know that this wasn't a
purely lustful situation. To me, it was much more. What I said is
true. But no worries." She looked at him and smiled. "I'll never
mention it if you don't."

He returned her smile and caressed her cheek with the back of his
hand. "How about we just keep what happened between us. You see,
Adrian. I love you too. And I don't want this to be a one time thing.
You make me feel alive and young again. And I believe, now, that this
could work."

She stared at him with tears filling her eyes making them look even
bigger. "What changed your mind?" she whispered.

"You did. You were willing to give me the greatest give anyone can
give. That says a lot. I've known how I've felt for some time. But
because of the situation we're in, obviously I couldn't say anything.
And I admire you for taking the first step." He leaned down and
lightly pressed his lips to hers. "We're just going to have to find a
way to be careful. I don't think these escapades in my office will be
too wise. But we can talk about that later."

He stood up and walked toward the door. He pressed his ear against it
trying to hear how much noise was on the other side. When he heard
nothing, he carefully unlocked the bolt and cracked it open. Peeking
outside, he noticed all was clear. He let the door shut and turned on
the light. He turned around to face Adrian and realized that he really
did love this girl, this young supple beauty.

Adrian looked at Julian and smiled. Her dream had finally come true.
"I better go," she said. "People shouldn't get the wrong idea." She
laughed to herself about that comment. She jumped off the desk and
headed toward the door. Julian stopped her before she could walk
through it.

"I do love you, Adrian. Know that, okay?"

Adrian raised herself up on her toes and kissed him a deep, passionate
kiss filled with all her emotions.

"I love you too, Julian."

With that she opened the door and stepped through leaving him to the
memories of what just happened.

As he turned back inside, he noticed a few spots of blood on his desk
and shook his head. He had fallen for a younger virgin student. He had
broken all the rules the college had set up to prevent this kind of
incident. But it was worth it. He loved her. She loved him. It would
all be okay now. Smiling to himself, he picked up a tissue, wiped away
the blood and gathered his things to go home.