Diary: Internal with the Intern

Britney’s Diary - February 12th, 2026

I told Chris the intern to be at my house at 9am, the anticipation had me slick and aching all morning. Muted my Teams calls, heart pounding as I slipped into that crisp white blouse, thin enough to hint at my bare curves underneath, nipples already stiff peaks straining the fabric. Paired it with a snug black pencil skirt that clung to my hips like a second skin, riding up just enough to tease.