The Office (M/F)

[emilygrl]

Jenny watched a tad nervously as her co-workers packed up their stuff and started making their way out the door, eagerly chatting about their weekend plans. She rooted around in her desk, pretending to be looking for something, as she made sure the last one was finally gone. She glanced again at the email that sealed her fate.

1:15pm
We need to meet to discuss the Invoicing for Clemons Apartments. I expect you in my office at 5:15PM sharp.
Sam Hutchings, District Manager

Jenny shut down her computer, smoothed a small wrinkle out of her gray skirt and walked over to Mr. Hutchings large office at tthe end of the hall. She knocked timidly on the door, and was met with a mans low voice inviting her to come in. Mr. Hutchings sat as his desk, his blue eyes looking her over as she entered. He was about 40, muscular, with sandy blonde hair and (Jenny secretly thought) and very handsome smile. When he was smiling....which at the moment, he was not.

He pushed himself back from his chair and stood as the 26 year old beauty entered the room, and offered him a soft hello. He gestured toward a chair, and she sat down brushing a strand of brown hair which had escaped from her ponytail, behind her ear. Her pretty hazel looked up at him as he held up the now infamous invoice. He handed it to her simply saying, "Explain."

She glanced down at the series of numbers in front of her and easily found the mistake. "I only billed for half the amount you asked me to." she nearly whispered. He clasped his hands behind his back and stepped back. She took the cue and stood up. She took a step to the side and began to unbutton her blouse as he moved the chair to the middle of the room. She took off her shirt, letting her lacy bra come into view before she turned, folded her shirt and placed it onto his desk. She stepped out of her heels and scooted them under her desk.

Jenny turned and faced him, her arms at her sides, in just her bra and skirt. He was already sitting down, his face unreadible as he motioned her to stand at his side. She stood at his right side, and went over his knee in one practiced, un-argued, un-protested action.

He put his left arm around her waist, locking her in, and raised his arm high. He brought it down firmly, his large palm creating a slightly muffled but resounding crack on her skirt covered bottom. He brought it down this way, 10 more times until she let out a small squeel. He paused, and lifted her skirt, and slowly pulled down her panties. Jenny wiggled a bit, earning her a small smack to her now bare derriere. Sam gazed down in satisfaction at her her two perfect globes, which now glowed a faint shade of pink. He rubbed her soft mounds, and begen to softly, yet firmly lecture her about paying attention to her job. At every bullet point in his lecture he would give her five hard spanks to her quickly reddening bottom.

Jenny quietly listened to his speech as she stared at the carpet in his office. Whenever he ended a point, she would hold her breath letting it out in loud gasps as he spanked each cheek and even her thighs as he drove each lesson home. He paused, as he pulled her panties off, and she spread her legs knowing what he expected. She arched her back, and he began lightly spanking her inner thighs, the sting quickly turning into a low burn. She squeeled with each and every smack and he gave her a few small spanks to her pussy, earning him the higher-pitched squeels he found absolutely endearing.

He suddenly stopped, and told her to stand. She stood, and took a couple of shaky steps back and he caught her by the shoulders to keep her from falling. He then pointed to his desk, and she walked over to it, taking off her bra. She let her breasts fall and, blushing a bit, she opened the bottom drawer of his desk and took out a long thick paddle with holes. She handed it to him, and stood back, waiting for his direction. He admired her for a bit before saying, "Bend over my desk, legs spread wide."

She turned and bent over his desk, her bare breasts shivering against the cold wood. She reached over to the other side and grasped the end. She spread her legs as wide she could, giving him a near perfect bottom to paddle. She closed her eyes tightly as he measured the paddle against her trembling buttocks. Before she knew it, she heard a loud crack followed by a burning pain. She cried out as the paddle returned, sharper then before, and then a third time. She wiggled her bottom, and was rewarded with a smack to her thigh and then one to the other, I guess to even things out she vaguely remembered thinking, until the only thing she could think about was her firery bottom.

Sam was enjoying her wiggling, and how quickly her bottom went from pink to red. He was "painting" her bottom, making sure the paddle touched every pale white spot until the bottoms of her thighs and the top of her bottom was the same bright red hue, and Jenny was crying quietly. He rubbed her bottom for a sec, before leading her to a corner to compose herself. Jenny tried to catch her breath, and wiped away her tears as she stood, nude, in the corner. After what seemed like forever he turned her around and gave her a long hug. Jenny returned it, pressing her naked body against his chest, and felt the smoothness of his tie against her breasts. She then began to slowly and painfully get dressed. Her skirt felt rough against her bruised bottom and the panties were a torture device. She began to walk out of his office.

"Hey Jenny!" Sam called out, and she turned. He held out the invoice they had discussed so thoroughly earlier. "Please shred this before someone thinks this is real!" They both grinned at each other, their eyes twinkling as she left the office, making sure to shred the invoice before she left.

[sgtjoe78]

Nice story with a cute ending.

[kjm]

I like office punishment scene. It's a pity it's only a role play, but in our PC world it's the only thing we can expect.



KJM