Spanking Ms. Whitman (Play at Work) by Richards Kate

Author:Richards, Kate [Richards, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Kate Richards
Published: 2013-01-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Mona slipped out down the hallway to the ladies’ room where she glanced in the mirror. This will never do. A full day of ordinary, banal work loomed ahead of her, and her reflection showed her a woman with mussed hair, flushed cheeks, and clothing twisted. In short, total disarray. I look like I’ve been having sex. She giggled and dampened a paper towel with cool water to apply to her heated face, finger combing her hair. She paused, remembering his blunt fingers rubbing over her hair. She’d wanted to purr like a contented cat.

And the spanking! Her fantasies were nothing compared to the reality. From the moment she rested over his legs, she’d been so afraid she’d soak his pants with her juices. The woman in the mirror gave a furtive glance at the door and twisted the lock. She’d never get through the afternoon if she didn’t at least take the edge off.

It wouldn’t take long.

Keeping her eyes on her reflection, she rubbed her nipples through her blouse, imagining it was his hands on her, his fingers pinching them hard enough to hurt. Touch me, sir. Touch me everywhere.

She abandoned her breasts and dragged her skirt up to her waist, grimacing again at the plain white panties she’d worn. If I’m going to have encounters like today, I need to wear better undies.

But these were the ones soaked from his spanking and his touch. His fingers between her legs, before they were interrupted. If he hadn’t had to leave…what would he have done next?

Mona rubbed over the wet cotton, moaning softly. So sensitive, she didn’t need a toy. Remembering his hand slapping her ass, the rush of pleasure and pain going straight to her core. Shoving the cloth to the side, she glided a finger into her pussy and added a second, stroking in and out, imagining it was Mr. Marks. Does that feel good, Mona? Do you want me to fuck you against this counter while you watch us in the mirror?

Oh, God.

She doubled over, trying to stay on her feet as the strongest orgasm she’d ever had buckled her knees and clenched her muscles around her fingers. She rested her cheek on the cool marble counter, panting. She’d be able to make it through the afternoon now. As long as she didn’t think too much about what Mr. Marks had planned for his return.

Or maybe I should try and think of how to return the favor. What would it take to curl Mr. Marks’ toes?

Straightening her skirt she took one more glance and twirled. The girl in the mirror winked at her and with a laugh she flounced back to her office.

Bubbles of excitement zoomed through her veins. She’d never truly believed her staid boss would spank her, and she’d almost come with the first whack on her bottom. She tried to focus on her job and not think about lying splayed across his lap with her panties around her knees while he smacked her until his reddened handprints marked her buttocks and thighs.

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