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“I hate being manipulated.”
“Honestly sir…” she started to defend herself.
“That will be enough,” he interrupted whatever whining explanation she had and waved her off.
Several days of perfect work from his new assistant pointed to the young woman’s ready reform. He actually enjoyed Shelby’s youthful body gracing the executive offices of the company. Since Jocelyn had left, there hadn’t been anyone quite as charming or arousing. She certainly couldn’t hold a candle to his lover, but she was a pleasant diversion, including her well rounded bottom, that no doubt would take a good deal of deserved punishment.
After the first unfortunate forays, Shelby Crandall seemed to be working out well. However, an early morning executive staff meeting gone awry changed all that.
Intended to start at eight o’clock sharp, the young assistant was nowhere to be found. The rest of the staff waited for a half hour, but when she didn’t arrive, they went on without her. Unfortunately, since half the meeting concerned Miss Crandall’s reports, there was little point to the gathering. Ten minutes of quick discussion and Reggie dismissed the rest of his staff.
At nine o’clock, Shelby Crandall finally dashed from the elevator and moved rapidly toward her office. She was flustered and about ready to spit out her bevy of explanations when she saw Mr. Harold in a discussion with his secretary.
Shelby waited impatiently, but instead of acknowledging her, Reggie picked up his brief case. “I don’t have time now,” he said, as he brushed past the young woman on his way to the elevator. “We’ll be talking about this when I return,” he said grimly. He disappeared from sight before she could speak again.
When Reggie returned to the building, he immediately called the new assistant into his office.
“Miss Crandall, you have an explanation for this morning? And please, I want the short version.”
She took a deep breath. “I’m sorry sir, I overslept. I think my alarm clock broke but I’m not sure. I wasn’t aware of it until I turned on the radio.”
“You overslept!” he looked at her in disbelief.
“Yes sir.”
“That is the lamest excuse I’ve ever heard.”
“But it’s true.”
“And no call to the office?”
“I was in too much of a hurry, I knew how important this meeting was. But, I guess there’s really no adequate excuse.”
“No, I think not. You’re not being at the meeting changed this entire day, you have no idea the impact.”
“So, I suppose you’re firing me?” she asked. Certainly this had to be the last straw. The beginnings of her career were having a less than sterling impact on the company.
“No, I’m not,” Reggie replied.
“No?” She looked surprised.
“Miss Crandall, it takes too damn much time to hire someone who’s supposed to be as intelligent and efficient as you. I’m a practical man, and a fair one. I simply can’t afford to fire you.”
“Oh, sir, thank you. I promise, this will never happen again.”
He eyed her with a fixed look that made her shiver instantly.
“This blunder of yours however, will not be ignored. Since you made such a point of telling me of your inclinations for discipline, I’ll give you a treat. Though I doubt you’ll want a repeat performance. At least let’s hope not.”
The young woman’s eyes were wide with wonder. Thrill and fear were dashing through her slight frame in the same instant. Her knees were suddenly weak, and for the most inexplicable reason, her bottom was already burning and her boss had not yet laid a hand on her. Shelby had spent many a night rehearsing just such a moment in her mind, allowing the idea of the handsome Mr. Harold spanking her bottom to excite her beyond belief. When he informed her that it would not happen, that only doubled her desire. She had visions of making the man so angry that he’d finally break down and do the act. Apparently she’d done just that.
But now, as much as she’d fantasized about this happening, facing a real punishment was appalling. She’d never had a full-fledged punishment. Lots of playful spankings with one boyfriend. And while this was straight out of her fondest fantasies, the reality was far more suspenseful and scary than she ever imagined.
She watched intently as Reggie moved to his desk and opened a bottom drawer. When he rose, she saw the leather spanker in his hand. A lightning bolt of alarm darted through her body.
When he approached, his stance was firm, his eyes cold and his expression grim. With his jaw set tight, and his imposing stance, all that remarkable dominant male presence made her quake to her very core.
“Are you wearing underwear?” he asked.
