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leave the room.
    "Just get them to
me," he said and hung up the phone. "Alicia?"
    "Yes, Mr.
Black?" I asked and turned around to face him.
    His eyes traveled over
my red dress and black shoes, finally settling on my face. In the back of my
mind I hoped he liked my lipstick.
    What a stupid thing to
think. Was I some schoolgirl and was he the popular guy? Shit. It kind of was
like that.
    "Your phone’s off,”
said and crossed his muscular arms over his toned chest.
    A blush heated my
cheeks. "It is? I'm so sorry, Mr. Black. Do you need anything else?"
    "Breakfast. A bagel
and orange juice from the kiosk will do. And hurry up. The meeting is at 11:30
and we need to go over some notes before then."
    My face burned with
embarrassment, and I nodded. "Yes sir. Right away, sir."
    I turned my phone back
on, and rushed to get his food. Would he see this as another chance to punish
me? A thrill of lust coursed through my veins. Wait? Did I want to get punished
again? If not, why did the idea excite me so much? What the hell was wrong
with me?
    I couldn't shake the
thought from my mind as I grabbed his breakfast and hurried back up to his
office. As I set down his food, my hands shook.
    If he noticed he didn't
say anything. Mr. Black only nodded and handed me a pile of notes.
    "Read those out
loud," he ordered and goose bumps formed across my skin at the sound of
his sexy smooth voice.
    I read to him, pleased I
kept my voice even and didn’t stumble over my words in his presence. Then, like
things usually do, everything went awry.
    As I was handing the
notes back to Mr. Black my hand bumped into his glass of orange juice, spilling
its contents over his desk and the important papers scattered across it.
    "Oh!” I yelped and
jumped up. "I'll clean this up right away, Mr. Black! Right away!"
    I grabbed some paper
towels from the bathroom and mopped up the mess, apologizing the whole time.
    I can't believe it.
First I spill coffee on my perspective boss now this? He was going to fire me.
Fire me for sure! And I'd just gotten my first paycheck too!
    "I'll print you
some new ones," I said and gathered the sopping papers from his desk, but
Mr. Black grabbed my wrist and squeezed it.
    Tentatively, I glanced
at him, but the frown on his face told me everything I needed to know. I was in
for it now.
    "Hurry up with that,
Alicia. We have less than an hour before the meeting starts."
    My heart slammed in my
chest as I ran out of his office and fumbled with my computer to make copies.
Did that mean he wasn't going to punish me? Or was he just waiting until later?
My mind buzzed with the possibilities.
    By the time I finished
getting everything in order we only had about 15 minutes before the meeting
started. I rushed into his office with the papers in hand, but Mr. Black just
glanced at me.
    "Shut the door and
come here," he said.
    I walked toward his
desk. The tone in his voice was the same he'd used when he interviewed me --
the tone I hadn't heard in just over two weeks. My skin prickled with excitement
at the look in his eyes, the look of the predator about to pounce on its prey.
    And I was the prey.
    Gently, I set the papers
down and waited.
    "We don't have much
time, but I want to be thorough so you fully understand what you did
wrong."
    My breath caught in my
throat, and I nodded. What was he going to do to me? And would I like it as
much as I liked his other punishment?
    "Are you going to
spank me again, Mr. Black?" I managed to ask. I know he said we weren't to
speak of it again, but how could I not?
    A dangerous smirk slid
across his lips. "You'd like that, wouldn't you, Alicia? No, this time it
will be much worse. Lift up your dress. Now!"
    I did as he said,
slipping the formfitting red material over my rounded hips. He took in my fully,
curvy thighs and the thin black lace panties I wore. Just one look from his
piercing blue eyes dampened my pussy. Roughly and without preamble, he yanked
them down and bent me over his desk.
    So he was