The interns

It was yet another day at work, writing emails, when a different one came in from your boss.

"Everyone,

in two weeks we will be joined by Alice and Kajsa, two interns from Hobbes College. They are Archaeology students, so I want John to take them under his wing. They will be with us for 15 weeks at least, so I expect all of you to make them feel welcome."

Huh. Interns? Alright. You hoped that they would be attractive and if not, at least easy to get along with. You were not disappointed. When they showed up you were pleasantly surprised by how attractive they were. Alice was a 17-year old with short black hair, while Kajsa was a slightly taller 19-year old with a dark brown copperish hair tied back in a ponytail.

"Hey there. I'm John" you'd told them. "I'll be your supervisor for the 15 weeks that you'll be here."

"Hi John" Kajsa had said. She had taken your hand and smiled brightly at you. Alice was a little shy, so her handshake hadn't been as firm and her eyes almost never met yours. You had given them a tour of the small office building your company operated out of and showed them their desks, right next to one another.

"So this is where you will usually be, unless one of us gets called away" you'd explained. You'd also asked them for their chosen paths and learned that Alice was hoping to become a conservator while Kajsa had her sights set on becoming a real archaeologist. You wondered if she'd look good in Lara Croft's clothes. Of course, professionalism **** you to put that thought away, far away, in the back of your head, where it only came out on lonely nights when you couldn't fall asleep.

Over the course of the next month you got to know the two teens pretty well, thanks to working with them every day as well as having weekly individual meetings on their progress. Alice really came out of her shell and proved to be as happy and outgoing as she was hard working, which was very. You got along well with them and more and more they began feeling like coworkers rather than interns. This wasn't lost on your colleague Jill, the only other person in your office that was around your age.

"So, those teens you got, they've really take a shine to you, huh?" she asked.

"Yeah, they have" you said, oblivious to the implication because you were only partially paying attention.

"They are really taken with you" Jill added. You sighed.

"What are you getting at?" you asked, closing your laptop and giving Jill your full attention.

"I'm just saying that maybe they like having you as their supervisor a little bit too much" Jill told you.

"So? They like me, big whoop" you replied, getting really annoyed. "They're easy to get along with. You get along with them" you pointed out.

"Sure, but they don't fawn over me like they do over you" Jill said. "That must be why Colin calls them your harem" she added.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me."

"What the hell, Jill" you told her. "What's gotten into you?"

"I'm just sick and tired of those girls fawning over you" she said. "Do you honestly think they would have done half as much work if Colin or Varina had been their supervisor?"

"What are you getting at?" you asked.

"I'm saying those teens are way too young for you" Jill said.

"Jesus, Jill. You're just coming after me for no reason" you told her. Then it hit you. "Are you jealous of them?" you asked.

"No!" she exclaimed a little too fast to be entirely honest.

"Uh-huh" you said, smirking. "I'm sure you're just annoyed by the fact that two nubile interns want some of this."

"It's ridiculous!" Jill said, "you should be with someone your own age! Alice isn't even 18!"

"I can't help that they like me" you said.

"Like you? They are all over you! If you told either of them to get naked and bend over on your desk so you could rail them, they would!" Jill exclaimed. Holy shit, she was really taking this there, huh?

"Maybe I should" you said. "So far you've not given me anything to work with, yourself." That wasn't entirely true. Even if it hadn't been aimed at you, Jill had shown up to the office wearing some tight-fitting stuff or deep cleavage. "

"Yeah? Then what about those times i caught you looking at me, huh?" Jill asked.

"I mean, you aren't ugly or anything" you said with a shrug.

"Oh, so you have noticed me" Jill answered, sounding pleased.

"Sure" you said. "You're hot enough for me to notice you."

"Gee, thanks" Jill said, walking over to your desk.

"What?" you asked as she sat down on it.

"John, nobody's here. Do you want to fuck me?" she asked.