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You are to wear this today when you are ready come to my office. Your keys are on the dining room table along with your breakfast. Be sure to eat it all. When your plate is empty, send me a picture of you sitting at the table with the empty plate.
Daddy
Daddy.He called himself that yesterday, and it did things to my insides I didn’t know were possible. It makes me feel giddy knowing he cares, but I feel like I’m being ignorant or maybe it’s more naive to believe he will continue to be so caring. He’s already proven he has a mean streak in him.
The dress is really adorable. It’s something I would wear but not in public. I don’t like showing my arms and he knows it. Yet, it’s short sleeves. Going to the bathroom, I go through the routine of taking a shower, blow drying my hair, and once I have my clothes on, I walk downstairs.
Sure enough, at the dining room table my keys are there with another note.
Buttercup,
The folder your keys are laying on is to be brought with you to the office. Do not read it until you are sitting across from me at my desk. We will discuss everything in detail. Now eat your breakfast and get to campus.
Daddy
He’s so dang bossy. Putting the note down, I eat my breakfast. It’s funny he gave me cereal, a banana, and a Starbucks cold brew coffee. He made fun of my sweet tea choice, but Starbucks is appropriate? I giggle to myself and wonder if this is a way to butter me up for what’s in that folder.
After eating, I send a quick picture message to Chris. He told me to do so, and I’m going to obey. It seems I get more rewards when I’m good. I also send him a quick text message, too.
Me:Thank you for the coffee. It’s so sweet that it makes my sweet tea look like a healthy drink.
Why did I send that? It seems I can’t stop poking the bear, even when he’s been nice.
Putting my dishes in the sink, I take my drink, the folder, my keys and leave. Thinking about not going to campus and heading over to Tia’s crosses my mind, but I don’t want to be late for work. Also, I’m not this irresponsible. I signed up for the work study program, so I should commit to it like I do everything else.
I don’t even make it into the parking lot before Chris is there waiting for me.
“Good to see you came straight to work, Jasmine.” He has a hint of a smile on his face and I feel my barrier coming down.
“Well, I do take my school and work seriously.”
He crowds me as I shut my door. “You look amazing in that dress. I’m proud of you for not putting on a long sleeve item with it. Such a good girl.” Quickly, he kisses my forehead and steps back.
Maybe last night meant more to him and he will treat me a bit differently. The hope is crazy high right now.
“Thank you.” My heart swells and yeah, I officially can say I love how his praises make me feel. I try hand him the folder but he shakes his head no.
“Keep it. This is your copy anyway. Come on.”
We walk together to Groveton Hall and as we get into his office, he slams the door and pushes me up against the wall.
“Goddamn, I’m trying to be professional, but you look so fucking good in that dress. You test me just by standing here.” He doesn’t give me time to respond as he devours my lips.
The kiss is rough, frenzied, and I respond as such. I thought I could play it like a professional this morning but he turns me on just by standing there.
Everything in my hands drops to the floor as I wrap my legs and arms around him. A phone in the distant rings and a buzzing sound makes me jump.
Looking at me, Chris peppers kisses along my nose. “Fuck, little one. It’s been too long. But we can’t do this right now.”
He turns and walks to his desk, helping me sit down in the chair directly in front of him. “We will continue this later. That’s a promise.”
Chris straightens himself and walks over to the stuff I dropped, picking it up, and bringing it back to me.
Sitting down, he presses the phone on his desk, “Yes?” he says rather roughly.
“Mr. Groveton, there’s a student here to see you about their probation.”
I watch as Chris turns from my Daddy to Mr. Groveton, the Dean of Education right before my eyes. “Go to the bathroom, take off your thong, and I want you to finger yourself. But be quiet. If you make a sound, you will get a spanking.”
