Spanking Sydney (4 page)

She closed her eyes and pictured Max moving back and forth, alternating from one cheek to the other, his hand connecting with the tender area of her sit-spots. Abruptly, Max stopped spanking her, but only long enough for him to pull down her panties so that he could spank her on the bare ass.

Picturing her handsome boss spanking her bare bottom was enough to make her tremble, and she slid her hand down to thrust a finger deep inside her wetness as she imagined him smacking her ass over and over again.

Her fantasy didn’t end there, but instead continued until Max went from spanking her ass to caressing it. He rubbed her stinging skin gently at first, then with a little more force, squeezing her freshly spanked cheeks until she gasped. Then he slid his hand between her legs to thrust his finger into her sopping wet pussy.

Sydney slid a second finger inside, thrusting deeper as she imagined Max doing the same. All at once, the scene in her mind changed. Clearing the desk with a swipe of his arm, Max spun her around and pushed her back onto the desk, his hands going to his belt.

Breath quickening, Sydney used her free hand to touch her clit, her fingers circling wildly around the plump nub as she imagined Max thrusting his hard cock deep into her pussy.

When it came, her orgasm was so intense it took her a little by surprise, and after it was over, she lie back on the bed, breathing hard and staring up at the ceiling. Damn. If she could come that hard just from fantasizing about making love with her boss, she couldn’t imagine what the real thing would be like.

*              *              *

Sydney got to work early on Monday morning simply so she could make sure she walked into the office ten minutes late.

It was all part of her plan to get Max to spank her again. She didn’t want to do anything to make her boss rethink his decision to keep her as his assistant—just enough to earn herself another spanking. And showing up late for work was a good start.

Her tardiness didn’t go unnoticed. Max was pouring himself a cup of coffee when she walked into the office, and he looked up with a frown.

“You’re late,” he pointed out as he set down the coffee pot.

“Am I?” She gave him her sweetest smile. “I didn’t notice.”

He lifted a brow at that. “Come into my office.”

She quickly shoved her purse into the drawer, her pulse fluttering. He was going to spank her during work hours?

“And bring your notebook,” he added as he started for the door. “I need you to take down a letter.”

She stared at his retreating back, flustered and a little frustrated. Dammit. She’d been so sure her plan would work. Then again, she reminded herself as she took a seat in one of the chairs in front of Max’s desk, her boss hadn’t spanked her for just that one infraction the first time, so it would take a few things to get him to give her one this time. The anticipation was half the fun.

She didn’t want to make what she was doing seem obvious, so she was on her best behavior for the rest of the day, making sure all her work was perfect. She even came in on time the next morning, though she made sure she got back from lunch a few minutes late. That earned her another frown from her boss, but no spanking, so by midweek, she decided to up the ante.

Her opportunity came that afternoon when Max asked her to type up several letters to various people. On each one, she inadvertently spelled his wrong, leaving off the “s” on Daniels.

Putting the stack of letters on his desk for him to sign, Sydney gave him a smile, then went back to her desk. She figured it could be a while before he took her to task for misspelling his name, but he came out of his office almost immediately.

“You misspelled my name on every one of these.” He held them out to her “Make the corrections and bring them back in for signature.”

Sydney frowned as she watched him disappear into his office. That was it? 
Please make the corrections and bring them back into me for signature?
Swearing under her breath, she turned back to her computer, banging on the keys as she made the corrections. What the heck was it going to take to get that man to spank her again?

Determined to making him warm her bottom or get fired trying, Sydney not only showed up late for work the next day, but made several obvious typos on another stack of letters, including spelling Max’s last name wrong. When that got her called into his office that afternoon, she was sure he was finally going to spank her, but all he did was point out her mistakes. He was clearly pissed she’d spelled his name wrong again, but not enough to spank her.

By the time Friday rolled around, she was ready to scream. Not only did she show up late for work again that morning, but she also came back from lunch late, too. Both earned her a scowl from Max, but that was it.

She clenched her jaw as she pushed the intercom button. “It’s Jonathan Kriss from the Dallas office on line two.”

“Tell him I’ll be with him in a minute,” Max said.

She pushed the button for line one to let the big deal from Dallas know, but then hesitated. Max would be mad as hell if she “accidentally” disconnected Kriss instead of putting him on hold. The other exec probably wouldn’t be too happy, either. But a girl had to do what a girl had to do.

A moment later, the intercom beeped. “Jon’s not on the line,” Max said. “Did he hang up?”

“Shoot! I must have disconnected him by mistake. I’ll get him back on the phone for you.”

She did, then “inadvertently” disconnected the man a second time.

“Sydney, you did it again.”

She had to fight to keep from smiling at the annoyance in Max’s voice. “I did? Sorry. I’ll try again.”

She didn’t dare disconnect Kriss a third time. She didn’t want him thinking she was incompetent, too.

Sydney waited impatiently for Max to finish up on the phone, figuring he’d come out to reprimand her as soon as he hung up, but he didn’t. That did it. She gave up. Beyond bummed, she turned off her computer and reached for her purse. No need to hang around late on a Friday afternoon if she wasn’t going to get a spanking out of it.

Max appeared in the doorway connecting their two offices. “Sydney, could I please see you before you leave?”

Something about the way he said the words made her pulse skip a beat. “Of course.”

She put her purse back in the drawer and walked into his office. Her knees suddenly went weak as he closed the door behind her. This was what she’d wanted all week, so why was her heart practically pounding out of her chest?

“You’ve been slipping, Sydney.” Max folded his arms and fixed her with a stern look. “Not only have you been late several times, but your work’s gotten sloppy again.”

Sydney swallowed hard. “I know what you’re going to say.”

He lifted a brow. “Really?”

She nodded. She wiped her hands done the front of her skirt to stop them from trembling. “Yes. You’re going to say I need another spanking, and you’re absolutely right.”

Sydney didn’t who was more shocked by the words, her or Max. He stood there, speechless.

She couldn’t believe she was going to do this, but…

Sydney walked over to the desk, flipped up her short skirt and bent over, revealing the skimpiest pair of black bikini panties she had in her wardrobe. Little more than a tiny triangle back and front, they barely covered her bottom, which was exactly why she’d worn them. And since she didn’t wear pantyhose in the summer months, he not only had a perfect view of her ass, but of her long, bare legs as well.

Hands on the desk, she looked over her shoulder to see Max regarding her with what could only be called amazement in his dark eyes. So, her usually self-assured boss was put off-balance, was he? Good. Giving him a saucy look, she let her lips curve into a smile.

“I’m ready, Mr. Daniels.”

Without waiting for a reply, Sydney turned around and arched her back to lift her bottom a little higher in the air, then held her breath and waited. A few seconds went by. Then a few more. She slanted him a covert look over her shoulder to see Max standing beside her. She jumped when she felt him place his hand on the small of her back.

“Since you seem to agree you need a spanking, why don’t you tell me what you’ve done over this past week to earn one.”

His voice was soft and sexy, and deliciously authoritative. Sydney kept her eyes trained on the expensive wood desk. She hadn’t expected this. Now who was the one off-balance? “It’s like you said. My work’s been slipping.”

“I’d like specifics, Sydney.”

She wet her lips. There was something so exciting about listing her misdeeds for him. “I came in late a couple times.”

“Three times to be exact. What else?”

She thought a moment. “I came back late from lunch.”

“Twice. What else?”

She hesitated. Which should she own up to next— the typos or misspelling his name? They fell into the same category. “I made quite a few errors on several documents I typed up for you.”

“Including spelling my name wrong just about every time you brought something into me for signature,” he pointed out.  “There’s one more thing, though.”

She had to resist the urge to fidget as she tried to remember what it was. She turned her head to look at him over her shoulder. Her pulse skipped a beat at the glint in his eyes. “I can’t recall anything else.”

He lifted a brow. “What about the call you hung up on this afternoon?”

Blushing, Sydney looked away. But not before she saw his mouth quirk. “I guess I forgot about that.”

“I guess so.”

Was there a slight trace of amusement in his voice? Had Max known what she was up to all along?

Max brought his hand down hard on her ass, startling her.

Sydney gasped. She’d forgotten the first spanking had been over her skirt. That one had stung, but this one burned even more. It didn’t help that her panties were practically nonexistent. With most of her ass cheeks exposed, the scrap of material might as well have been down around her thighs. The thought brought a rush of color to her cheeks just in time for another smack.

“
Owwww!
”

“You might want to keep the noise down,” Max said softly. “We wouldn’t want anyone to come walking in.”

“Yes, sir,” she murmured. And bit her lip.

Max went back to spanking her, even harder than before. That was fine with her. She wanted him to thoroughly warm her bottom this time so she could see if she liked it as much as she thought.

That didn’t mean she didn’t protest anyway. Every time Max’s strong hand came down on her derriere, Sydney let out a quiet, little yelp through her clenched teeth. He alternated from one cheek to the other until her entire bottom was stinging. Then he concentrated the smacks on the tender area of her sit-spots. She danced on her high heels. As much as she wanted him to keep spanking her, she almost sagged with relief when he finally stopped. Her ass felt as if it was on fire.

Sydney pushed herself upright and reached around to cup her poor ass. She gasped at how hot it felt. She wiggled her hips as she massaged her bottom. That’s when she realized her pussy was wet. She was practically dripping she was so turned on.

She tried to hide her blush as she smoothed her short skirt over her hips. Her gaze strayed to her boss, and her eyes widened as she saw the huge erection tenting his dress pants. Obviously, Max was as turned on as she was.

Tearing her gaze away from his crotch, she met his eyes. “Thank you, Mr. Daniels. I’m sure my work will be much better.”

Max regarded her in silence for a moment, his dark eyes intense. “See that it is.”

As she walked from the room, Sydney couldn’t resist putting a little more wiggle into her hips. She glanced over her shoulder to see what effect it had on her boss, and was quite pleased to see his gaze transfixed on her ass.

*              *              *

Max let his gaze follow Sydney until she disappeared into the outer office. His cock was so hard it was almost painful. What he wouldn’t give to bend his beautiful executive assistant over the desk and take her from behind.

Dammit. He swore he wouldn’t spank Sydney again. He’d only meant to reprimand her, to warn her she’d get another spanking if her work didn’t improve. He’d figured the threat would be enough to straighten her out. She’d completely floored him by bending over the desk and lifting her skirt. He thought his jaw might actually have dropped, but he couldn’t be sure. He wasn’t even sure how long he’d stared at that gorgeous ass of hers before he managed to force himself to move. He still didn’t know how he’d resisted the urge to cup her panty-clad ass and give it a squeeze. Not to mention slip his hands between her legs and run his finger over her satin-covered pussy.

His mouth quirked. And to think he’d stayed awake the night after that first spanking worrying if she was going to report him to Human Resources. If he didn’t know better, he’d think Sydney had screwed up just so he’d spank her again. The thought kicked up his lust another notch.

More likely, she’d only suggested the spanking because she’d been afraid he’d fire her this time. He hoped not. He’d hate to think the performance he just witnessed had been inspired by fear. He preferred to think it was something else.

Like what?

That she was suddenly so overcome with lust she’d bent over his desk like that as a way of offering herself up to him?

Right. Submitting to a spanking was one thing. Wanting to have sex with him was another.

He needed to be careful around Sydney. Something about that woman had him making up crap that couldn’t possibly be true.

Maybe he’d be lucky and she’d gotten the message this time so he wouldn’t have to spank her again—and be tempted by that incredible ass of hers. He’d given her a damn hard spanking. She was probably heading to her car right that second, vowing never to screw up again.

Chapter Three

Sydney was so turned on she could barely make it to her car before she gave into the urge to slide her hand down her panties and touch herself. Luckily, most of the employees had already left for the day, so she had most of the parking lot to herself. Not that it took long for her to reach orgasm. She practically came the moment she touched her clit. She didn’t think she’d ever been so aroused in her life. Who’d have imagined getting a spanking could make her so hot? And how could she get Max to give her another?