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She couldn't think for a moment as you kissed back down her jaw and neck, fingers sliding lower over her outermost lips again, then back up.

"God, John," she said, her voice having changed to a lower tone. "Just please, get your fingers in me."

You pulled your hand completely out from under her skirt and lifted your fingers to her lips. "You want them in you? Lube them up."

She opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue obscenely, and soon she was sucking on your ring and middle finger. Sabrina slurped and bobbed her head, getting your fingers wet, and you pulled them free after a moment of watching.

You lifted her skirt up, and Sabrina spread her legs wide, her ass right at the edge of the counter. Placing your hand down between her thighs, palm on her landing strip and two fingers on either of her lips, you leaned in again and kissed her neck, right under her jaw.

"Tell me what you want, what you really, really want," you whispered, slowly applying pressure as you pushed down on her.

"Huh?" she moaned.

"I said tell me what you want. What you really, really want," you said again, with a soft smirk.

"Spice girls?" she questioned, half-laughing and almost crying at the distraction.

And that's when you slid your fingers inside of her, and kissed her right on her 'spot' again, and she grabbed your now hardened dick with her hand as it was still hanging out of your pants.

The heel of your palm pressed against her clit as your fingers slid deep. She quivered and jerked at the shock of pleasure. Your breath hitched at the feeling of her fingers on your cock again.

And the door to the copy room opened.

*************

"Oh, fuck!" Sabrina gasped, and you weren't entirely sure if it was from your fingers penetrating her soaked pussy for the first time, or the shock and panic of the door opening.

"What the Fu-?" Gemma said, stopping short in the open doorway looking like she was about to fall over forwards as she gaped at you both. She looked at you, your fingers inside Sabrina, as you pulled back from kissing Sabrina's neck. She looked at Sabrina's legs parted wide, pale inner thighs on display leading right to her centre.

"Oh, fuck," Sabrina said, and this time it was obviously in some sort of panic and not sexual pleasure. "Fuck, fuck. Gemma, just-!"

"What the fuck, Sabrina?" Gemma half-shouted. "This is so fucked." Then she turned and practically ran away down the hallway.

"Fuckfuckfuckfuck," Sabrina said, sliding around you as your fingers pulled from her. She didn't even bother fixing her clothes, she just let her skirt fall back down and she was off after Gemma. "Just wait here, John," she said over her shoulder, then called after Gemma as she chased our fellow intern.

"God, fucking, what?" you said, trying to figure out what the hell had just happened. The office had looked entirely empty! What the hell was Gemma doing here, all alone in the office?

Oh, fuck. Fuck!Gemma had seen everything. If she told anyone - if she complained about it to HR... Right now, Gemma could probably not only royally fuck your summer internship, but possibly your entire future. You felt like a fucking idiot. Sabrina wasn't just going to cut bait and run, you could have strung each other along another half hour and ended up at one of your places.

But no, instead you had to get freaky in the fucking office.

You got your semi-hard dick back into your pants and zipped up, and followed the girls out of the copy room. The first place you checked was the Intern conference room, but neither of them were there. You hadn't heard the signal from the elevator, and you felt like you would have heard the heavy fire doors slamming if they'd headed into the stairwell, so they had to be somewhere on the floor still.

Fuck, Gemma had looked pissed. Well, first she looked shocked as all hell. She had also been looking really hot - her pantsuit pants had been the same, and she wore heels every day that were a bit taller than Sabrina did, but her blouse had been unbuttoned further than usual, showing off an amount of cleavage that hinted that she had a really great chest. Usually she was almost entirely buttoned up, and her curves were something you knew were there, but were generally guessing about. You had to assume that between the heat in the Intern conference room, and her being all alone, she'd unbuttoned a bit just to keep cool.

But that cleavage, and the wide-eyed look of shock had been surprisingly hot. Then she got angry.

Why did she get so angry? You had to wonder. Gemma wasn't a prude by any means, and while she probably wasn't someone who would get caught doing the same thing, she'd never shied away from an innuendo joke.

Finally, walking along the back hall, you heard muffled voices coming from the women's washroom. You walked up but hesitated, your knuckle already up to knock.

"Gemma, I am so sorry," Sabrina said inside the washroom.

"I mean what the fuck, Sabrina? I thought we'd talked about this. I thought we weren't going to snipe at each other," Gemma said.

"We're not- I'm not. I just, look, today was weird, OK? I never planned for any of that to happen, but John and I just sort of really hit it off and one thing-"

"I swear to God, Sabrina," Gemma said. "If you say 'one thing led to another' I will not forgive you. Ever."

You could practically feel Sabrina hesitating.

"Look, Gemma. I am sorry. I didn't just ignore what you said," she said. "You told me you were interested in John. I should have respected that, OK? But things happen."

Wait, what? Holy shit, Gemma was into you?

"You couldn't just keep your hands off him, Sabrina? You told me you weren't going to date any of the guys this summer. You told me it was your summer of self care. That wasn't self care, Sabrina."

"Gemma, come on," Sabrina said. "You know this isn't that simple. John and I connected on some stuff, and then we went and worked off site, and during lunch things got flirty. And I liked it, OK? I went with it, and he was really good at it. And he helped me figure some things out, some personal things, and I got fucking horny."

"So go home and take a cold shower," Gemma said.