Summer Interns: Part 3

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Every year our corporation gets bombarded with requests from aspiring stockbrokers, financial planners, future chief financial officers, and others who want a well-paying inside track into the financial world. I won’t name the corporation, but I will say we’re not one of the largest in the world. We’re small and very successful.The applicants collaborate with industry leaders and innovators who guide and support them as they forge a path to success. I happen to be one ‘mentor’ who takes at least one or two interns each Summer. I love my job, and I love mentoring. Some of my former interns are now C.F.O.s at various corporations.This past Summer, I took on two young ladies who I know will be outstanding in the financial world.Cora and Bridget were seniors at their respective universities and came highly recommended by their guidance counselors. They were fully vetted and interviewed online before being accepted. I was not on the interview team due to a family emergency.The girls would live with me in my four-bedroom house. They would want for nothing during the three months of their internship.Cora and Bridget were due to arrive on a Friday afternoon from their respective universities. Their arrival times were within twenty minutes of each other, so I had a limo pick them up and bring them to my house. My little BMW would never hold them and their luggage.I’d given them my phone number and asked that they text me as soon as they arrived. First, Cora texted saying she was heading to the baggage claim adding a few smilies and hearts to her text. I replied, telling her a limo was waiting for her and Bridget, then added a couple of hearts and smilies.Within ten minutes, Bridget texted, telling me she had arrived, but no emojis. I texted back the same message I’d sent Cora and added smilies and hearts.I should introduce myself. My name is Wren. I’m thirty-five years old, a brunette with a bob hairstyle, single by choice. I play La Crosse in a recreational league, swim for fun, and do a little writing to relax after work. I’m also into photography, primarily birds and landscapes. I hoped the girls shared at least one of my interests. If not, I was sure we’d find something we have in common besides work; otherwise, it would be a very long Summer.Around two, the limo arrived with my guests. I went out to greet them and help bring their luggage inside. I live in a tranquil, upscale neighborhood about twenty minutes from our office.The driver was unloading their bags when I walked up to greet them. Cora turned, smiled, and opened her arms for a hug.Cora beamed, “Wren! I’m so happy to meet you finally. Thank you so much for accepting me into the program. I know I’m going to learn so much here.”She was as taller as I was, maybe five foot eight, with long straight brunette hair, slim and a bit athletic, dressed in worn-out jeans, a tee shirt with a plaid long-sleeve shirt, tennis shoes, and no make-up. She seemed so bubbly and enthusiastic.We hugged as Bridget grabbed her luggage and watched. When we finished, I greeted Bridget, who wasn’t quite as bubbly as Cora. She was a little shorter, maybe five foot three, with blonde wavy hair, a bit more filled out than Cora. Bridget dressed in shorts, flip-flops, an outdated rock concert tee shirt, and no make-up.Bridget and I hugged, well I hugged Bridget, but her arms seemed broken and didn’t move when we hugged. I did get half a smile and a ‘nice to meet you, Wren’ as I took one of her bags from her grasp.I also grabbed one of Cora’s and rolled them up to my front door. I set them aside to open the door for the girls. They entered, pausing just inside the entrance to look around, leaving barely enough room for me to get by with their luggage.Cora was in awe, looking around at all my things, “Wow, Wren, this is nice. You live here by yourself?”I smiled, “Thank you, Cora, I have for the past year. My partner moved on, so I’ve adjusted to a single life and enjoy that. Please remove your shoes; there’s a little shelf to store them. Then I’ll show you two to your rooms.”I slipped mine off, and we put them away in the little cubbies, then I wheeled the bags down the hall, “You can have these two rooms while you’re here. It doesn’t matter to me who sleeps where. You two decide, and I’ll be in the kitchen. Would either of you like something to drink? You’re both twenty-one, so just let me know.”With that, I headed to the kitchen, wondering what Bridget’s problem was. Cora was so cute and bubbly. It was going to be a pleasure to be around her. Bridget, on the other hand, could be a pain.I’d poured myself a small glass of wine and sipped it as I looked out at the backyard through the sliding glass door.Cora walked in, smiling that big bright, beautiful smile, “I love my room, Wren. Bridget didn’t care, so I picked the one looking out at the backyard. What are you drinking?”I smiled, “I’m glad you two settled it. You can always switch if there’s a problem. I found a little Cabernet at a wine boutique while traveling last Spring. Would you like to try it?”She giggled, “I’m not much of a wine drinker, but I will try it. Thank you.”I set my glass down on the dining room table. Cora followed me into the kitchen, where I showed her where the glasses, silverware, plates, and so forth were. The wine glasses hung under the glasses cabinet and were obvious. As I was reaching for her glass, Bridget walked in.I smiled, “Hi Bridget, did you get things settled a bit? Would you like something to drink? Cora and I are having a Cabernet.”Her attitude seemed to have brightened a bit, “Yes, please, Wren. That would be nice. Thank you.”I grabbed a second glass as Cora pointed out what I had shown her. I poured them both half a glass, handing each one.”It’s a nice day. Would you ladies like to sit outside? I know you both had long flights. So, I don’t mind if you want to nap or relax. I want şişli escort to take you out to dinner if you’d like, so think about that.”They both wanted to sit outside and lounge. I opened the slider after picking up my glass. They followed me to the seating area but decided to wander around the yard first.I sat sipping, admiring their movements. They were so different from each other with that first impression. I hoped Bridget would relax before the weekend was over.After a brief walk around the yard, the girls joined me, sitting in the chairs across from the sofa I was on.”I hope your flights were good, ladies. I want you to relax this weekend. I want to get to know a bit about you and, naturally, get to know a bit about me. I’ll answer your questions honestly unless I deem them too personal. I don’t mean to pry, but we’ll be living together for almost three months.”I smiled and took a sip from my glass, waiting for questions.There was an awkward pause then the questions came. First, they wanted to know about food, what I have, what I like to eat, if we could go grocery shopping for things they like, etc.Then more specific things about work, could they go shopping, drive my car, what time did they have to get up in the morning, what time would we be home, did I have Wifi and what was the password, did I have any streaming services, it was fun and fast.I slowed them down and gave them my Wifi password, then went in to get the opened bottle of wine. They’d finished their glasses, and mine was almost empty.When I returned, they were busy texting. I smiled, topped off my glass, and waited.After a few minutes, they’d finished and refilled their glasses. That’s when the questions began to get personal.What kind of car did I drive, how long have I lived here, are there guys to date at the firm, are they allowed to date? What did I like to do for fun? I replied and asked them similar questions.When the dust settled, the girls smiled, feeling a little more comfortable around me. I think the two glasses of wine helped with that, also.We finally got around to discussing dinner. I asked about food allergies, and neither had any. What were their favorite foods? Cora was into healthy, while Bridget didn’t care. Then finally, if they’d like to go out or stay in for dinner and what they would like. They both enjoyed Asian food, so I suggested sushi and sashimi. They both grinned, and I got a ‘yes, please’.They looked a bit tired, and thank goodness they opted to stay in and order something.With the bottle empty, I offered them a tour of the house.We started in the kitchen; I’d already shown them the cupboards, so we didn’t spend much time there. They passed through the dining room to get to the backyard, so we moved to the living room. I showed them where the tv remote was, then the stereo, down the hall to their rooms and the bath, My office, laundry room, garage, then finally, the primary bedroom and bath.Their jaws dropped when they entered my room. I relax there quite a bit, reading, and I like it a little girlie: King-sized four-poster bed, oak nightstands, and two oak dressers. Plus, a vast walk-in closet lined with shoes, dresses, business suits, and drawers. They both said it was bigger than their dorm rooms. Then finally, the master bath. Two sinks, marble countertops, a large linen closet, and my pride and joy, my shower. The space is enough for four people to use at once, and it’s separated from the bathroom with frame-less glass partitions and doors. Large slabs of marble were used all over the floors and walls, even the built-in benches. There are two wall shower spouts and one rain shower spout from the ceiling. I had it custom-made when I bought the home.They were mesmerized, asking if they could shower in there sometime.I grinned, “Anytime you want, ladies.”They giggled.Cora asked, “How about now before dinner?”My smile grew, “Let me get you some towels, and I’ll show you how to operate the different heads.”They both ran off like five-year-olds to get a change of clothing. I didn’t think they were going to shower together, but I grabbed four towels thinking they’d wash their hair while in there.Cora arrived first, and we waited for Bridget. Maybe the wine loosened them up a bit. I don’t know.When Bridget arrived, I opened the glass door, and they followed me inside.I began to explain, “There’s a remote I keep near the door, labeled with various functions. Would you please get it, Cora?”She giggled and then scrambled back out. It was hanging on the outside of the shower. She handed it to me, and I began going over the controls. I told them the remote could get wet, so not to worry about it. Then I asked them to back up, so we didn’t get wet.We stood by the door as I operated the controls showing them once more which button did what.When I finished, I handed it to Bridget, “Try it, sweetie.”She started pushing buttons, getting a feel of what it could do. I pointed out my body gels, hair conditioners, and shampoos, which they were free to use.When she’d played enough, Bridget handed the control to Cora, who went through and tried everything herself.When she finished, she handed it back to me, “So, you two are good to go?”They said they were, so I left them to shower. Still surprised they were doing it together. I was just about out of my bedroom when Cora came running up.”I’m going to wait for Bridget. Then I’ll shower.”I giggled, “Oh, I thought you would shower together.”She blushed, “I don’t know her that well yet, Wren.”The ‘yet’ stuck in my mind, “Well, whatever you two are comfortable doing, it’s fine. I just assumed since you both were lagging behind me. I’m sorry, I assumed.”She smiled, “It’s okay. We went over the controls again and played rock, paper, scissors to see who went first.”I smiled, “You’re adorable, Cora. You can wait here in my room or where ever. şişli escort bayan I’m going to look up some places to deliver for us.”She blushed again. I liked this cutie pie.Cora and I went to the living room. I energized the big screen and started searching for places that delivered to my neighborhood. I tried to think of the place I’d used the last time I had sushi, but I couldn’t remember the name. Cora sat back and watched as I eliminated most of them, trying to recall.Cora suggested maybe pizza would be easier, not that she really wanted it, but Bridget might. She only ate pizza when she celebrated with her soccer team; then, it was only a slice.I looked over at her, “I didn’t know you played soccer.”Cora sighed, “I don’t; I coach. I got burned out on playing it a few years ago. Now I coach with a friend whose little girl plays. She’s eight and the cutest thing. They have so much fun, and I love watching and helping them.I smiled, “Awww, that’s so nice of you. I play La Crosse in a recreational league. It helps relieve some frustrations now and then. I also swim; it takes my mind off work and is good cardio.”We’d been looking for about fifteen minutes when Bridget walked in, hair in a towel, wearing shorts and another old tee shirt sans bra. I hadn’t noticed it earlier, but she had stars tattooed on her right foot and ankle. They looked sexy on her. I could barely make out her nipples pushing at the fabric of her old tee. She was quite a lovely sight.Bridget smiled, asking, “What are you two doing? Thanks, Wren, I needed that. I feel like a new woman.”Cora jumped up, “My turn!”She scampered off down the hall to shower.I looked over at Bridget as she sat down near me, “I can’t recall the place I’d ordered sushi from last time, so we were talking about pizza. Now I’m looking for a place that delivers here. What do you like on your pizza?”Bridget smiled, “That sounds good. I don’t eat much pizza. Is that about it when you want it delivered?”I smiled, “Sweetie, we don’t have to eat pizza. There are a few delivery services I’ve used. I need to find that place I ordered from before.”She thought for a moment, “I love sushi and sashimi. Mmmm.”She licked her lips, and I shivered. This girl had a subtle sexuality that I found very attractive.I smiled, “You’re a girl after my own heart. Ha! I found the perfect place, Sassy Sashimi. We need to ask Cora, though, before I order. Oh, I noticed your tattoo. Do the stars have any meaning? It looks very sexy there, Bridget.”That got a blush from the girl who was so tight-lipped when she arrived and made me smile. She raised her ankle for me to see closer. I almost grabbed it to feel her skin while looking into those lovely eyes.”Thank you, Wren. They don’t have any meaning. I just thought it was sexy too. Do you have any tats?”This time I blushed, “I have one in a very private area, Bridget. It’s Tinkerbell waving her wand.”She nodded her head, maybe thinking about where Tink might be. Then she smiled, “I bet that’s pretty sexy too.”I smiled, “I’ve been told once or twice it’s adorable.”I almost thought she would ask to see it, but we returned to the sushi thing. We talked about our favorites. I grabbed a pad and pen to write them down just in case Cora also enjoyed sushi.We kept gabbing about sushi, tattoos, and my shower.We were so busy talking that we didn’t notice Cora running in covered, only in a towel. She’d done something to the remote, and all three heads were spraying water. I calmly told her it was fine and it happens when the batteries run low. Bridget and I followed her back to the shower. I took in those long bare legs admiring them as she walked. I hoped Bridget didn’t notice my staring or hear my sigh.I grabbed some fresh batteries as Cora retrieved the remote. I replaced them, then hit a button, and Poof! Off went the water.Cora sighed in relief, “Oh, thank you, Wren. I thought I broke it, and I’ve only been here a couple of hours.”She went to hug me, accidentally dropping her towel as she did. My eyes widened, gazing at this long-legged beauty before she could snatch it up and cover herself. I thought I saw Bridget’s eyes widen, too, as she got a glimpse.”It’s fine, sweetie. Bridget and I were discussing sushi and sashimi for dinner instead of pizza. Would that be okay with you?”She smiled, “That’s perfect; as I said, I rarely eat pizza. It just seemed convenient. I love California rolls, Rainbow rolls, and Spicy Tuna rolls. I’ll eat just about anything like that.”I smiled, “I love you two already. Bridget and I will order while you get dressed, sweetie. We’ll be in the living room.”Both girls beamed as we left the bathroom, with Cora going to her room and Bridget and I heading to the living room to order. It was only about four, but they’d started in different time zones, and airline food is the pits, so I figured we’d call as soon as we finished the list. It would take time to get here, so we could relax and talk a bit more.I called in our order, and the expected delivery was about an hour. Cora returned in shorts and a loose tee, no bra. These two were going to kill me running around the house dressed like that. My fingers would be doing some walking tonight, that’s for sure.We broke out another bottle of wine, sat down, and had a much better talk than we had earlier. The girls were relaxing and getting comfortable in a strange house with two people they’d never met. I’d done this before, so it was a good sign that it happened immediately. Some of these kids freak out, and that’s never good.I finished my glass and told the girls dinner was paid for if it arrived while I was taking a shower and getting my comfy clothes on because I felt like I was overdressed. I left them on the sofa to talk. I also mentioned that we’d go grocery shopping in the morning. I hadn’t restocked my fridge since I didn’t know what mecidiyeköy escort they liked to eat. Then capped it all off, telling them to make themselves at home.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxBridget and Cora waited until Wren was beyond earshot to talk.Cora asked Bridget, “What do you think of Wren and this house?”Bridget smiled, “I like both of them. This place is amazing. Oh, sorry, I was a little grumpy on the ride over. My flight sucked sitting next to two morons flirting with me the whole time. I’m feeling much better now.”Cora smiled, “It’s fine. I like her too. She’s delightful and cares about us, I think. Umm, do you think she’s a lesbian?”Bridget looked at Cora, wondering, “I don’t know, I haven’t given it a thought. Why do you ask?”Cora swallowed, “Well, I saw some of her pictures in her room. She’s always posed with a redhead in uniform or on some tropical beach in a bikini. I think she was her partner and maybe an airline pilot or military officer or something.”Bridget replied, “Is that a problem, Cora?”Cora stammered, “Oh, no. Not at all. I don’t care. I was curious.”Bridget smiled, “I bet if you ask, she’ll tell you. She said she’d answer any question honestly. It doesn’t matter to me if Wren is. But I do think she’s hot. She told me she has a tattoo of Tinkerbell in a very private place. That’s very sexy regardless of her orientation.”Cora looked surprised, “Oh, wow! Does she? I noticed yours. I think it’s sexy also and cute. I don’t have one yet. I sometimes think about it but don’t know what I’d get and where it would be.”Bridget grinned, “Yep, you want to be sure. I wanted one too for a lot of years and couldn’t decide. The stars just popped into my head, and I got it.”Bridget lifted her leg, swinging it over for Cora to see a little closer. She smiled as Cora reached out with both hands holding her ankle and foot to examine her artwork.Cora looked at Bridget’s ankle approvingly, “That is nice. Did it hurt much? I’ve heard it’s excruciating if it’s near a bone.”Cora held onto Bridget’s leg, innocently massaging it as they continued to chat. She released it after a minute, smiling at her new friend.Bridget bent her leg back, “You have a nice touch, Cora. You can rub my ankle anytime.”Cora blushed and giggled, “It’s from playing soccer for so many years. Massaging comes with all that running.”Just then, the doorbell rang. Cora and Bridget got up to answer it, figuring dinner had arrived. When they opened the door, a cute delivery girl was waiting with the order.“Umm, is Ms. Wren here? I have her order.”Bridget spoke as she reached for the food, “Yes, she’s in the shower. Thank you.””Oh, sure. Would you tell Ms. Wren that Cindy said hello, please?”Cora answered, “Of course, Cindy. Thank you.”They closed the door as Cindy left the front porch and headed to the kitchen. Bridget set the food down on the counter and told Cora she’d tell Wren the food had arrived. Cora started opening the package as Bridget left the room.Wren’s bedroom door was partially closed when Bridget knocked. There wasn’t an answer, so she slowly opened it and peeked in. The shower was still running, so Bridget moved to the bathroom door. Not looking in she, she announced to Wren that dinner had arrived. When she didn’t get a reply, she opened the door further to see Wren rinsing off under the water.She stood gawking for a few brief seconds marveling at Wren’s nude body, then averting her eyes, she called out, “Ms. Wren! Ms. Wren! Dinner is here, and Cindy says hello.”Wren heard her and looked over to see Bridget standing with her eyes half covered by her hand as she looked away.She smiled, “Thank you, Bridget, and I’ll be there in a few. Let me dry off. Would you mind refilling my wine glass, sweetie?”Bridget replied, as she stole another glimpse of Wren, “I will, thank you, Wren. We’ll wait for you.”Wren smiled, aware of the peek, “Okay, I won’t be long.”Bridget left Wren to get dressed, her heart racing a bit after seeing Wren nude. She didn’t see Tink, but she was sure her first thoughts about where Tink resided were true. Hopefully, before her internship was over, she’d see the cute little fairy up close and personal.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxI smiled, knowing Bridget had seen me. I didn’t know how much she saw, but I hoped she liked what she did see. I decided to wear my short shorts and an old short sleeve loose crop top with ‘Mudhens’ printed across my boobs. I wanted a reaction, and I absolutely got one.I walked into the kitchen, and the girls turned. Their eyes widened as I stood with my hands on my hips. I looked at the table, and It was all set with our dinner. They’d placed me at the head with Cora on my left and Bridget on my right. It was perfect.I grinned as I took my place, “Did you two sneak samples before I got here?”They blushed, each taking their seat, “Yes, we did. It looked too yummy not to,” Cora replied.I giggled, “Oh, you naughty girls, I love it. It means you’re settling in, and I couldn’t be happier. Let’s eat. I’m starving.”The girls, especially Cora, kept eyeing my top as we ate.Finally, she spoke, “Oh, Mudhens. Wasn’t that some team on that old television series about a war and a hospital?I smiled, “Yes, M.A.S.H., it was also our team name when my partner and I ran obstacle courses. It didn’t last long. I think we only did three.”Cora asked, “Is that the woman in uniform in a couple of your pictures.”I finished swallowing, “Yes, sweetie, that’s Candace, my ex. She’s a pilot for United.”Bridget began asking questions, “How did you two meet?”I sat back, took a sip from my glass, and told them our story, “She was the pilot on a flight I took to a conference. She noticed me when she took a stroll mid-flight through first class. We talked and met later for drinks. One thing led to another, and we started seeing each other. That lasted almost two years. She was based here, so it made our dating almost perfect. Sadly, she liked to look and touch. I like to look also, but when I’m in a relationship, I’m committed to that relationship. So, we parted, and she transferred to another city. We still talk and are friends, though.”

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