Mary suggested we play the boss/employee game again but this time with her as the boss. We were standing in her home office and she began to scold convincingly, “I’m more than a little disappointed in your recent behavior. I heard you’d been boinking Abby. Bedding a subordinate is bad enough but an intern is inexcusable - a fireable offense, to be sure.”

I had to smile at her mention of her actual intern who I had met a few weeks earlier at Mary’s backyard cook-out. Abby had been a bit flirtatious and I had been receptive though nothing other than fantasies had resulted. Mary had rightfully accused me of wanting to get in Abby’s pants. Truthfully, I wanted to get the younger woman fully naked, maybe over my knee to warm her bottom and then a bit of horizontal bop to complete the rendezvous.

“I’m going to give you another option - rather than get fired, you accept a spanking from me and promise to end the tryst with the girl,” Mary continued, wresting me from the fantasy of Abby’s naked body next to mine. “What’s it gonna be?”

“I’ll take the spanking,” I eagerly accepted.

“Ok, then,” Mary replied. “Over here. Let’s get this done.” She sat on a long ottoman that was the location of many over-the-knee spankings for us both, patted her right thigh and then pointed down. “Stand here.” I moved to the spot and she began to unbuckle my belt. “This will make a nice tool to finish your punishment,” she remarked. She opened my pants, then pulled them and my boxers down. My rigid cock sprang free and she noted, “That’s the cause of your problems. Keep that in your pants and out of my interns or we’ll be repeating this only much harder and longer.” She guided me over her knee and began to spank. Even with just her bare hand, Mary was an intense spanker. My cheeks quickly felt fully seared but then would pause to scold and caress my stinging rump. After that brief interlude she would continue. I had lost count of the swats and number of cycles when she paused and ordered, “Stand-up and bend over my desk!” I hobbled to the desk and bent over, my forearms on the desktop. I looked over as she picked up my belt from the floor, doubled it and tapped it against my already well-spanked ass. “Have you learned your lesson about liaisons with my female staff, particularly interns,” she asked.

“Yes, ma’am,” I replied, though right then I really wanted to have Abby bent over this desk, watching my cock enter her and my pelvis colliding with her just spanked, very pink, incredible ass, and soon withdrawing to ejaculate on those glowing orbs.

“Count these,” Mary ordered and laid the first stroke hard across my fiery bottom.

“One!” I groaned. After the twelfth, Mary dropped the belt, and I stood as she came up close behind me. Her left hand caressed, then squeezed my inflamed cheeks. Then I felt her right hand move around and grasp my erection. She began to stroke and I was quickly at the edge. She continued vigorously and I felt myself moving past the point of no return and then erupted onto her hand and desktop. I looked down and my cock was twitching and she brought her hand to my mouth. I licked her fingers clean. I was astounded when she bent down and slurped most of the ejaculate from her desktop. She stood and showed me the milky pool in her mouth before giving me a salty kiss. “The next time you cum better be in my hoo-hah,” she ordered.