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“His office must be soundproof,” she thought to herself.

As she scooted off toward the restroom to repair herself, she knew that this had been the very worst thing that had ever happened to her, and yet, there was the most awesome feeling of warmth and lust racing through her. She could have masturbated on the spot… if she’d had the time. She blushed to herself thinking how wicked it all was. Her fantasies would now be all the more inflamed by the stimulating moments with Mr. Harold and his leather spanker.

Chapter Ten

Reggie stood on the edge of the hot tub looking down at the bubbling hot water.

“You coming in?” Will looked up at him and asked.

“Yeah, for a while. I should be getting back.”

“Back to what?”

“I have some work at the office,” he explained, settling in across from his friend. He’d had a hellacious work out so he was aching all over, that good kind of ache after strenuous exercise. It had been good therapy for a day too filled with too many reminders to suit him.

“You know, Reg, you look stressed. Something bothering you?” Will asked.

“Not my usual relaxed and peaceful self?” he joked.

“Hell no.” Will waited a moment before he said it. “It’s Jocelyn, isn’t it?”

“She’s been gone two weeks.”

“God, you’re probably horny too,” Will snickered.

“That’s not my problem. I can have all the sex I want,” Reggie replied.

“Can you now?” Will didn’t believe him.

“You trying to say something?” Reggie looked at his friend suspiciously.

“Yeah, you don’t have all the sex you want because you want it with Jocelyn,” Will went right straight to the point.

Reggie stared off for some minutes. The thoughts in his head were as agitated as the water around him, one bubbling cauldron. He didn’t really like the heat in either place.

“Dammit, Will, I’m breaking every relationship rule I’ve ever had.”

“And is that a problem?”

“For me it is. I’m courting a woman who’s as strong and pig-headed and controlling as I am. And I’m cherishing every minute with her like I was an eighteen year old kid. I wasn’t even like this when I was eighteen. I’m used to my life one way and she’s tearing all my order apart.”

“That sounds serious.”

“I warned her, she couldn’t be the submissive I needed. And so she practically demands we begin a relationship. And now I’m in a relationship that I never wanted.”

“So now you don’t know how to let her down gracefully?”

“No, I don’t want to let her down gracefully, I don’t want to let her down at all.”

Will shook his head. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this way.”

“What way?”

“You’re smitten.”

“Smitten, good god.” The word made him shudder.

“You’re more than smitten, you’re fucking in love with the brat.”

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