Don't Call Me Daddy

“Yes, sir.” I do my best to hide my grin as I grab my purse.

I’m relieved that our evening isn’t completely derailed. I have no idea what will happen once I leave—once I return to Cedar Grove. All I can do is make sure that I don’t waste the time I have with Lawson. I rarely think that far ahead anyway. Why start now? I can make sure that tonight is special—for both of us this time.

Lawson’s office isn’t anything special. There’s a desk sitting in the middle of it, a couple of chairs, and a laptop. The walls are as bare as the rest of his house

, but there are a couple pictures of his family on the shelf.

Lawson’s daughter is beautiful. Her husband is hot, but I’d choose Lawson any day of the week. There is a picture of his son. They may not be on speaking terms right now, but he still cares enough to have a picture of him in an otherwise barren room.

I pull one of the chairs over and place it in front of Lawson’s desk before taking a seat. I don’t know how long he intends to make me wait, but the suspense builds up the excitement. I probably shouldn’t be left alone to my own devices, because I reach into my purse and pull out a cigarette. If I’m going to be in trouble, I might as well give him a good reason to spank me.

I barely get my cigarette lit before I hear the door start to open.

“Alright, Ms. Andrews. Back in my office again…” He walks in and pauses for a moment as I turn to look at him. “Are you smoking in my office? Really?”

He took the bait.

“Sorry, Principal Brooks…” It’s almost impossible for me not to smile, but I do my best.

“I doubt you are.” He walks over and takes the cigarette from my hand. “But you’re damn sure going to be when I get done with you.”

“Yes, sir.” I look down at the floor.

“It’s bad enough that you cheated on your math test. Now I have to punish you for this too.” He puts the cigarette out in an ashtray on the bookshelf.

Wow, he’s actually getting into it. He came up with that all on his own.

“Am I going to get another spanking?” I pretend to pout.

“Yes, you are, Ms. Andrews.” He nods and sits down. “Come on over here. You know the position pretty well by now.”

“Yes, sir.” I stand and walk around his desk.

My heart is beating wildly in my chest. I had more alcohol last night, so it wasn’t as vivid as it feels right now. The only time my heart has beaten harder in my whole life is when he kissed me— nothing can replicate that feeling, but this is a different kind of euphoria.

Lawson waits as I lean across his lap, and then he guides me into position just like I was last night. His chair sits higher than the couch we were on during my last spanking, so I dangle a little more. I don’t trust my injured hand enough to support my weight, but my other one is able to get a decent grip on the chair.

“I hope you realize just how much trouble you’re in this time, young lady.” He pats my ass.

“I’m sorry, if that makes a difference.” I bite down on my lip and look back at him.

“I doubt that very much.” His finger traces along the curve of my ass. “Wait a minute, Ms. Andrews. Are you even wearing panties today?”

He already knows the answer to that question, but if it gets me in even more trouble than I’m already in, then I’m glad I made that choice.

“No, sir, Principal Brooks.” I raise an eyebrow. “I forgot?”

“Another lie, I’m sure.” He shakes his head. “You know what, Ms. Andrews? If you don’t care about your modesty, then neither do it. Take off your dress.”

“What?” I give him a blank stare.

“You heard me. You’re about to get your bare bottom spanked.” He narrows his eyes, and his tone gets firmer. Take it off. Now.”

“Y-yes, sir.” I slowly lift up, and he helps me to my feet.

The only thing I regret about not wearing panties is the fact that I’m already so wet it’s beginning to smear.

Lawson watches me as I kick off my shoes and remove my dress. He seems to be pulled out of the fantasy for a moment when he sees me standing in front of him in nothing but my bra. Seeing the desire in his eyes is enough to make me crave something other than a spanking. I have a feeling I’m going to get that before the end of the night.