The sound of a wooden or leather paddle, making contact with a bare bottom, can be loud as hell in a small apartment bedroom! The same applies to the ...osses’ office. Getting it after work isn’t so bad – after everyone has gone home. Getting it while his secretary was still there, was embarrassing. Both of the ones who had used me became bolder over time. Bad enough mistakes, in my work, would find me called into the one’s office anytime, for correction. I’d have to sit and wait, under the. Why did this have to always happen to her?As Patricia sullenly made her way back, she briefly wondered if she should try convincing the blonde ex-girlfriend to give her the guy's number. She doubted the bitch would part with that information willingly, but maybe she could be bribed... If the blonde really was a Hooter girl - and she certainly looked the part - twenty bucks ought to go a long way in making her forget all about her dignity.Unfortunately for the older woman, the blonde was already. So I grabbed her under her arms, and lifted her to a standing position. I put one arm around her back and the other under her legs and swept her up. I was amazed at how light she felt in my arms. I carried her into the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. I started unbuttoning her blouse but my fingers were all over the place. So she, without any fuss, took my wrists and putting them aside, undid the buttons herself. Then reaching behind she unhooked her bra, tossed it aside and lay back. I. "Do it."She smiled and stripped for me. I wonder if she realised, as she bent to free the leg of her shorts from her sneakers, what a wonderful show she was providing for those behind her."How about you?" she asked as she packed shorts, bikini and shirt away.Could I control my embarrassing raging hormones? Then I looked and saw a couple of the men hadn't been able to control theirs."I told you they would have to rush for the water," I teased and when Rosalee turned to see what I meant I.