Grace's new assistant, Sarah, makes a mistake that almost costs her a client account and now Grace has a punishment in mind, which might even give Sarah a way to salvage her mistake. Sarah is all for it even if it means satisfying more than her Boss. Part one of this three book series.
I needed a glass of wine and a foot massage. Desperately. Putting out fires was never something I enjoyed and this morning had been like dousing an entire forest. It was barely noon and the day felt like it had lasted a week.
“Sarah, come in here!” I may have raised my voice a decimal or two as I called for my new secretary.
“Yes?” Her voice sounded hesitant when she poked her head through my office door.
“Come in and close the door.” God, I was so tired of this incompetence. It’s like they did it on purpose. “You are the third intern I’ve had this month. Honestly, I had high hopes for you given your resumé.”
Pointedly, I looked at the visibly shivering girl in front of my desk. Why did the stupid ones always look the cutest? She was a petite little thing. Distracting, really. Her almost translucent skin glowed under the stark light, bringing out her wide eyes. Her curly hair was done up in a ponytail, the blond hair cascading down her back, almost to her waist.
I’d love to sink my hands in those curls and see if they were as soft as they looked. My gaze wondered idly over her figure as I waited for her to respond and I wondered if her small pert breasts had small pink nipples or large rosy ones. She might have been small, but she wasn’t skinny. Her legs were nicely shaped, running up all the way to a nice rounded ass. The high heels she was wearing and the short tight skirt especially accentuated her plump juicy ass.
“I..I’m sorry?” Her trembling voice snapped my attention to those soft, pink lips and back to the reason for her presence in my office.
“Why are you stating that as a question?” Tapping my pen on my desk, I worked to bring my libido under control.
“I’m not sure what I did wrong, Ms. Fress.”
“I asked you to make an appointment with the new advertisers for today. Guess what I noticed in my calendar?”
Sarah rubbed her hands on her short skirt. I could tell she was trying to be discreet before crossing her arms over her small breasts. She stuck out her chin mutinously and had the audacity to shrug.
I sucked in my breath. “Are you really shrugging right now?” Standing up I smashed my hands on the desk, trying not to lose it. Her jump from my outburst gave me little satisfaction.
“You made an appointment for next week! That’s the week when our magazine gets published,” I was proud of the way my voice remained steady and didn’t increase in volume. “The same magazine the new ads are supposed to be in, you little twit,” my voice may have increased a bit.
Her arms dropped and her bottom lip started quivering as her fingers fidgeted with the hem of her short skirt. Good God, if I had my way, I’d put her across my lap and spank the living daylights out of her. At least then I’d have a bit of satisfaction from this whole ordeal.
Picturing her sweet, rounded, ass cheeks all rosy red from the spanking I’d give her made me smile internally and I was able to relax again.