Late Night Interview of Journalist Intern

To deflower a woman is to take away her virginity, by rupturing the hymen through sexual intercourse. To strip a woman of her innocence.

Maria peers into the mirror lazily. She dries her skin and pumps the lotion from the bottle, realizing it’s running low and she will need more soon. She looks at the alarm clock next to the bed and realizes she is running late. She hurries, lathering on the lotion to her freshly shaved legs and her bare arms, before glancing back into the mirror before she goes to pick out something to wear. She knows she needs to show off her long legs—especially in a short dress. She hears me knock on the door, ” Shit,” She thinks to herself. She runs to answer the door, opening it and greeting me with a hug. Then she brings me a glass of scotch as she sips a glass of wine, she leans in kissing me, sharing the wine’s tart fruitiness. I sit down, sinking my weight into the folds of the sofa, and begin to ask her about her day, as she reclines at the opposite end, keen dark eyes attentively focused on me, her long silky black hair hanging down past her shoulders. Even before finishing the first sentence, I notice her long slender legs- she looks very sexy in the short dress which shows her chest above her breasts, and her short dress giving a generous view of her elegant legs, now languorously crossed just above the knee; the fingertips of her free hand making small circular movements on her thigh, drawing my eyes down the length of her legs to a pair of high heels. There’s an unusual charge in the air, I find it impossible to conceal my admiration as I eye her up and down.

Maria gets up to leave the room, she walks towards the hall then she stops, turns and looks at me. I stare back, watching her. She sees a shimmer in my eyes and a small grin forms across my face. Maria sees me look up and down her body…and the grin turns to a smile. The look in my eyes is dark and mysterious, they almost appear hollow. Feeling aroused she realizes that my dark, mysterious look has now turned to greed and lust, she quickly turns and continues down the hall. She listens for my footsteps and after only two of her own I walk behind her. As she continues down the hall, Maria feels my eyes on her. The thought of me watching her made her pussy tingle. The bedroom seems so far away, I no longer walk slow but march towards her. The sound of my shoes grinding against the wood floor got louder. She hears me inching closer to her with every step I took. Her arousal growing hotter as the realization of what I wanted became clear to her. Maria feels my large hands grasping her arms tightly. I jerk her backwards so her back is firmly pressed against my front. She feels my hard cock pressing into her lower back, pulsing with every breath I took. I rest my cheek lightly against her head with my mouth just above her ear, breathing into it. ” You’re a very sexy young woman,” I whisper. My grip loosened and I start slowly rubbing my hands up and down her arms. Maria feels my heat. ” You have the face of an angel and the body of a goddess, I want you!” I breathe in her ear as I thrust my hips forward forcing my hard cock into her harder.

My hands move slowly, from her arms across to her chest. I gently run them over her perky breasts which made her nipples stiffen. Her lust is at the peak, she wants and needs me. I continue to move my hands over her body. Reaching her lower stomach, I twist my hands to her sides and continue down the outside of her thighs to about half way down, returning back around to the front and slowly moving up, she slides her fingers on the inside of her thighs, and keeps moving up. Her fingers trial over the crotch of her panties, her light touch sending tingling through her body. She breathes in deep and her head fell back onto my shoulder as she savors the feeling. She begins to feel warm in between her legs as I continue to move my hands over her body. I work my way back up to her shoulders then swing her around and look down at her, into her eyes. I’m 35 years older than her. My gray hair and green eyes captivated her as she stares, waiting for me to talk. She leans down and positions my face in between her head and her shoulder, and she hears me breathe in. I held it in until I’m looking back into her eyes. I exhale…” You smell good… Sweet…” I said, ” I want to taste you, I want to have you for myself.” Her clit is throbbing as I spoke. She wants me too; She wants to feel me inside her…She needs me to take her and fuck her…use her how I please. She feels herself getting wetter and wetter thinking about what it is like to be taken by this 50 something year old man.

I stare at her, then smile. She moves my hand from her shoulder down her chest and stomach, sliding my hand in between her legs then pushing my fingers against her clit.