by LSF Publications
by Colin Daniels
I'd managed to avoid thinking about her for almost an entire day. Then the package from Ms Greene arrived. It contained some forms that I had to sign and return. I knew my concentration for the rest of the day was now shot.
Since the reading of my Father's will, I'd been unable to get her off my mind for long. My Father's last wish was that I receive a sound hairbrush spanking from Ms Greene, his beautiful young lawyer, before I would qualify for my considerable inheritance; his final attempt to make me realize the importance of discipline.
Ms Greene had only been too keen to carry out the task. I had trouble sitting for two days after she'd applied the wicked hairbrush to my burning bottom while I begged for mercy - much to the amusement of my relatives and employees in the next room. It had been hard to believe that such a petite and beautiful young woman could deliver such a hard spanking.
Since that day I'd struggled to get her out of my thoughts. I kept hearing her saying, "If you ever feel the need for a repeat dose, just give me a call. I'd be happy to oblige. Your bottom looks gorgeous in red." I could hear the words in my head like she'd said them a few minutes ago. The tone had been quite suggestive.
'But it hurt like hell,' I reasoned with myself. Why do I keep thinking about her... and it? I could not even bear to think the word 'spanking'. It brought back the horrible feelings of shame and humiliation. I could no longer look some of my relatives in the face and had thrown myself into my work to help avoid them. My late Father would probably have been pleased.
And as for Ms Greene? Well, she dominated my fantasy life now. If I was not day dreaming about her gorgeous figure, I was dreaming about lying over her firm thighs again.
I looked down at the forms in front of me. I could easily sign them and return them by post. There was no need to meet with Ms Greene again. I should avoid that dangerous woman at all costs!
Yet I watched myself reach for the phone and start dialling her law firm. I heard myself ask to be put through to her, felt my heart beating like it was going to burst as I was put on hold. It was surreal.
"Hello Mr. Stephens, so glad to hear from you," Ms Greene answered her phone in a friendly but professional tone.
"Um... hello Ms Greene. I'm just calling about these forms you sent through today," I replied, feeling like a nervous teenager again rather than a rich and powerful young businessman.
"Ah, glad you received them. I'm pleased you called. I was afraid you were going to take your services to a different firm." She paused, then added, "I hope you're not still upset with me. You know I was just performing my job."
"No. All that's forgotten, and in the past. I just need to meet with you to discuss the paperwork you sent through," I replied, trying to change the topic of conversation.
"I hope it isn't too easily forgotten! I'd hate to think I hadn't delivered the 'sound and thorough' spanking your father requested. I'd like to think it left an impression," said Ms Greene. I could hear her smiling through the phone. So much for just doing her job I thought.
"Oh, you made an impression all right. I couldn't sit down properly for two days!" I replied before I could stop myself. I groaned inwardly and immediately cursed myself.
I didn't pause long enough to give her a chance to gloat. "Anyway, I just want to drop these papers in. I'd like to get the transfer of my Father's estate finalized. Can we meet today?" I found my confidence returning when I turned the conversation to something more pleasant - the inheritance of more than a hundred million dollars in assets.
"Certainly Mr. Stephens. I'll be at my desk all afternoon. Just tell the receptionist that I'm expecting you and I'll buzz you through," Ms Green had quickly switched back into a more professional tone.
"Okay. I'll drop by this afternoon. See you then."
"Looking forward to it. Goodbye Mr. Stephens," Ms Greene replied and ended the call.
I put my head in hands. Why, why, why did I do that? I've been working too hard, not enough sleep, I reasoned. But somewhere deep inside, I knew the real reason.
"Here Mr. Stephens, have a seat. It's padded too," Ms Greene smirked as she led Todd Stephens into her office. Although she knew she shouldn't tease the young man too much, especially considering how much he was now worth, but she just couldn't help herself.
"Er, thanks Ms Greene," Todd replied, still nervous in this beautiful young lawyer's presence.
"Please, call me Liz. I'm your lawyer now, not your Father's. We'll need to get to know each other better," Ms Greene said as she sat down behind her desk.
"Eh, okay Liz. You can call me Todd too. Well, I really just dropped by to give you these papers. I've think I've filled them out properly, but you might want to check." Todd pushed a pile of paperwork over the desk to Ms Greene.
Ms Greene quickly scanned through the papers with practiced ease. Todd couldn't help but notice a glimpse of her impressive cleavage as she bent over the papers in her black tailored suit.
"Everything looks in order," Liz Greene said as she looked up from the papers, catching Todd in the act. He blushed slightly, and looked away.
Liz smiled to herself. I was right, she thought to herself. Todd's an intelligent young man. He didn't need to come down six blocks just to drop off some simple papers. He could have gotten his PA to do it.
"Oh good. I guess I'll be going then," Todd said as he rose from his chair.
"Are you sure you didn't come for anything else? Anything at all," Liz Greene said with a slightly amused smirk on her face.
"No, that was it. I'll see you again shortly. I'll make sure you get an invitation to the house warming party at the estate after I move in," Todd said, as he extended his hand to Ms Greene. She accepted and shook his hand in a firm handshake.
"Great. I'd be delighted to come. Hope to see you again soon. I trust you can find your own way out?" Liz said.
"Yes thanks. Goodbye." Todd lingered slightly, his eyes feasting on the object of both his nightmares and fantasies a little longer before he pushed himself towards the door and out of Ms Greene's office.
Well, wasn't that interesting, thought Liz Greene as she watched the handsome young man walk out of her office. He does have a cute butt too. Just as cute as she remembered it. Liz smiled at the thought. And rich too, so he wouldn't want her for her money.
She snapped herself out of her reverie. He's a client, you can't go out with him, she reasoned. And besides, after what happened at the reading of the will, it doesn't matter that he's only a couple of years younger than me.
Still, spanking cocky young Todd Stephens to tears was the biggest turn-on Liz had experienced in her life. She'd had to lock the door to her office straight after the last relative had left and relieve herself. And Todd's cries and burning bottom bouncing on her thighs had been recurring images in her fantasies.
The memory was enough to make Liz flush. 'I really need a new boyfriend,' she mused. Perhaps I could use him to satisfy my newly found sadistic urges, she joked to herself. Her thoughts turned back to Todd. She could still picture his red bottom bouncing, his tearful sobs as she'd brought the brush down hard. She remembered how merciless she'd been.
She flushed again. Her hand moved down beneath her short skirt. The brush, the sobs, that smacking noise, hitting harder, faster, Todd bawling - the thoughts blurred. Liz's vision blurred. Her hips shook. She was close. She covered her mouth with her free hand so her colleagues in nearby offices wouldn't hear. Moments later, a dam of pleasure burst as Liz saw stars.
I thrust my hard member into the groaning brunette below me. She cried out and used her hands on my hips to pull me further into her.
"Oh Todd," she squealed as I continued to relieve the past two month's sexual tension.
I'd picked her up at a local wine bar. A few drinks and a glimpse of my new found wealth and she'd been back at my townhouse in record time. Her inane chatter and irritating laugh hadn't been enough to deter me.
I needed relief tonight. I could feel my climax approaching and quickened my pace - faster, faster, faster.
The brunette below me was nearing orgasm herself and I thought I ought to at least try and hold off until she got her rocks off. Though I knew I wouldn't be seeing her again. I closed my eyes and concentrated on holding off my orgasm.
No sooner had I closed my eyes and the face of beautiful Ms Liz Greene appeared unbidden. She smiled at me wickedly. Her sensual voice echoed from my memories, "If you need a repeat dose, just call me, call me, call me, your bottom looks gorgeous in red, red, red."
I shot and shot and shot and shot until my entire body felt drained. I'd never felt anything more intense. I opened my eyes. Amongst the haze I could see that the brunette beneath me was a bit pissed off.
I didn't care. I returned my thoughts to Ms Greene. She was tapping her hairbrush on her thigh. I felt myself getting hard again.
At first my Father's estate had just seemed large and impressive. Now, just two weeks after moving in, it seemed empty. The place was far too large for just myself, the maid and the cook. I would be glad for the company at tonight's house warming party. Or most of the company anyway.
Since I'd already stupidly promised to invite Ms Liz Greene, I'd felt obliged to honour it. I'd spent most of the day either fantasizing about her or racked with worry that she'd tell my friends about what had happened.
The doorbell rang.
I walked down the long hallway to greet the first of the guests. I'd specifically invited my friend Matt over early to get the party started over a few beers. I knew I'd also wanted to settle my nerves about Ms Greene's presence.
I opened the door only to be shocked speechless to find Liz Greene at the door.
"Hi Todd. Sorry I'm early, but I gave myself plenty of time to get here and the traffic on the freeway was really light. So here I am," Liz Greene said.
I was surprised to see Liz, but I was even more shocked at how good she looked. She was wearing a ravishing short black dress that hugged her figure in all the right places. It looked more like an elegant piece of lingerie than a dress, with lace framing the top of her breasts and the hem extending to mid-thigh. Tonight she wore her shoulder length honey blonde hair down instead of back. She looked amazing.
"Hi Liz. Uh. You, ah, look, you look great," I stammered like an idiot as I looked up from admiring her scantly clad figure.
"Thanks. You look pretty good yourself."
There was an awkward pause in the conversation.
"So, are you going to invite me in?," Liz asked.
"Oh sorry. Please, come in." I led the voluptuous Ms Greene through my new lavish house to the entertainment area in the back yard.
I offered Liz a drink and she surprised me by asking for a beer. Maybe she's not a stuck up lawyer, I pondered. I popped two open and handed her one.
We made small talk for half an hour before the other guests started to arrive. After overcoming my initial nerves I found Liz easy to talk to. She was intelligent and quick witted. I found myself reluctant to stop talking to her, but as more guests arrived I was obliged to mingle.
"Hey Todd, who the hell is that hot babe over there?" my friend Matt asked as he looked across the crowded room.
"That's my lawyer, Liz Greene," I replied.
"A lawyer eh? Well she can read the law to me anytime she wants," Matt replied. I almost choked on my beer as I considered that Matt might not like what Liz might have in mind.
"Is she single?" he asked.
"Yes, but I hear she's a real bitch," I tried to put Matt off. He gave me a puzzled look for a moment then burst out laughing.
"She's got you hook, line and sinker. Hasn't she buddy?"
I managed a strained grin back and nodded slightly, much to the amusement of my friend.
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