Over The Edge

I didn't know what his plans were for her if she failed at this job. "It's just been her first week. This is something she is going to have to adjust to. It was just one mistake. If I can overlook it as her boss, I know you can, too."

"Your son is far more reasonable than Missy is," he pointed out.

There was a lot of differences between our children. It would be hard to compare them on any level and I wasn't the person to do it. Not with as much as I wanted her. "Let's not worry about that. If she gives me problems that require any serious reprimand I will let you know. Being late one day isn't something I'm going to fire her for." I shook my head as I spoke. "What you need to be worried about is how you're going to handle another defeat on the course tomorrow."

He laughed then, this was obviously something he had been worrying about since she started. "I'll put up more of a fight this time," he sighed into the phone. "I owe you one."

"You do," I agreed. Though, he probably wouldn't if he knew what I did to his daughter. What I wanted to do to her. "I'll see you tomorrow bright and early my friend." I ended the call and I sat back.

Missy was trouble that I was going to have to do a better job resisting.

Chapter 5

Missy

I was so fed up by the end of the day that I could hardly focus on I had left to do. Mrs. Todd had already left for the day with strict instructions that I had to finish the filing before I could escape. The filing was the last thing on my mind. It had only been a few days, but I'd tried everything I could think of. Nothing I’d tried had made Mr. Hollister repeat what he’d done to me on Wednesday. I couldn't do anything to get him to do it again, no matter how tempting I'd tried to make myself. He wasn't fazed by anything, the dresses or my flirting.

What was I doing wrong?

There's must be something. Maybe I wasn’t being obvious enough? Did I have to paint a massive picture of what I wanted from him? There was a file filled with documents that he needed to go over and sign. I hadn't seen him leave the office, so it seemed like it might be my chance.

A bravado that I'd never felt before struck me and I wiggled out of my panties then went the extra mile by hiking up my skirt. If there was anyone else here I wouldn't have tried this, but I was determined. I wanted him and I couldn't get past that. I took the file and knocked on his door before I let myself in.

Mr. Hollister was busy at his computer reading something and only spared me a glance. Even after I did my best come hither look and slinked over to his desk. All of it unnoticed. Really? I put the file on the edge of the desk, trying to keep my temper as I made this last-ditch effort. "These need to be reviewed by you and signed," I offered with a little pout.

He nodded. "I'll be sure to get on them. Thanks. If that's it, feel free to call it a day."

Damn. I sat on the edge of the desk and the file went flying. I turned to see the papers land in a skewed pile on the floor. "Are you sure?" I tried my best to get his attention by pointedly crossing my legs.

"Get that would you?"

Still, he ignored me. Irritated, I got off his desk and went to pick up the file folder and the papers I'd knocked to the floor. What was I doing wrong? I straightened and set the file back on his desk, "Sorry." This was a lost cause. I decided I might as well call Jenna and get ready for a night out.

I was halfway to the door of his office before I felt strong arms come around my middle. I felt his lips against my ear and my breath caught.

"You are a very bad girl."

It's like he found a connection between my ear and my pussy, with each growled word I couldn't help but gasp. He hadn't even touched me outside of holding me against him. "I'm going to have to teach you a lesson, aren't I?"

"Yes." This was it. Finally, after the last two days, this was it.

He hefted me up and I felt him carry me back to the desk. I wasn't going to object at all. I was more than willing to let him fuck me on his desk. The file I had just picked up went flying again as well as a few other decorations he had on his desk. He put me down, face down, on his desk and I felt him slide the dress the rest of the way up. I had to arch up on my toes, but I made sure that he would be able to see all of me. So, he knew just what he did to me after spanking me on Wednesday.

I heard a drawer open and I looked to see him pull a broad flat piece of wood from his drawer. Was that a paddle? Was he going to spank me again? I clenched my thighs together and I tried to hold my breath, trying to get ready for what was to come. He pressed a hand against the middle of my back, pressing me down against his desk. "You've got my attention now, Ms. Hamilton."

He brought the paddle down on my exposed ass hard. I couldn't help but yelp as it was much rougher than the first time he spanked me. "This is what happens when you get my attention." His voice was low and commanding; it went straight through me with each hard blow of the paddle against my upturned ass. "Do you know what happens to bratty little bitches?"

I hoped it was this and more. I moaned a little only to cry out as that paddle came down harder. "You've been shaking this ass long enough. You've been begging for attention long enough." He punctuated each sentence with a spank, making my ass sting and the rest of me burn.

I felt the hand at my back let up and I heard him pant, "Now if you con

tinue with this there will be more where that came from."

Was he done?

I carefully turned over on the desk, pulling up to rest a heel on the hardwood so he could see just how much I wanted him to give me more. "Please." I couldn't catch my breath. "Please, I need more."

"That's enough." He took a step back, getting just out of my reach. That didn't stop him from looking at me though. I could feel the track his eyes made as he looked from my face all the way down to my spread legs. I was so wet there was no way he wouldn't be able to see it.