How Bill Helped Sandra Improve Her Work

By Eleanor Powell | May 26, 2009

PART FOUR

The story so far:

Sandra had made a silly mistake on her Work Sheet … again. Bill her Area Manager had threatened her with another session over his knee if her work didn’t improve.

Of course her work was still not right, so Bill carried out his threat and was in the middle of spanking her, after ordering her to remove her skirt and panties.

The office door opened and the caretaker stood there. He’d let himself in with the set of duplicate keys attached to his thick leather belt. He quickly took in the scene.

‘’ello, and what’s going on ‘ere then?’

Read on ……

Sandra struggled to get to her feet; her face was as red as her bottom. Bill gallantly grabbed his jacket and put it round her shoulders. She fumbled trying to button it, as the black thatch of hair, covering her pussy was on full view.

You sure know ‘ow to pick ‘em, don’t you sir? He leered at Bill. ‘I wouldn’t mind ‘avin a go at ‘er meself.’

Bill spoke quietly to him. ‘If you want to keep your job, I’d strongly advise you to leave now, and forget what you’ve seen.’

‘Okay, okay I’m going, I’ll just take something as a memento.’ he picked up the red nylon scrap of material, stuffed it into his pocket and quietly let himself out of the office.

Sandra and Bill heard the sound of the lift going down. At last, they were alone once more.

‘Right, let’s have you over my knee again.’

‘B-but what if he comes back,’

‘He won’t, but, just in case, I’ll put a chair under the door handle.’

Bill then sat down on the chair that was still in the middle of the office.

‘Now, take my jacket off and come here,’ he said.

She backed away from him.

Sandra, he said, ‘If I have to come and get you, you’ll be in real trouble my girl.’

She backed away even further from him. He heart was beating in her throat, her nipples had stiffened, while her pussy was lubricated with her own juices and her clit was throbbing and aching.

‘Right, Sandra you’ve asked for it,’

She watched wide eyed as he removed his belt from its loops.

He came towards her …… The eardrum splitting clanging of the fire alarm sounded throughout the building.

Bill recovered first. ‘Quick, get dressed, let’s get out of here.’

There was the sound of fire engine sirens in the street below.

However, before they could make their escape, they heard shouting as the firemen came up the stairs.

Will Sandra be caught red bottomed?

To be continued …

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