Her friendship with Alexa was proof of her mistake. It could have begun much sooner had she been less arrogant. John had given her two choices: a hars... telling-off or the paddle, and the weekend to decide.Shame had engulfed her that weekend as she'd re-played her conversations with various staff in a fresh light. When Monday had come, she'd bent in shame to show John the depth of her remorse. Bent over his desk, her white briefs exposed, the thick oak paddle had blasted agonizing ache deep into. ”“Well in either case, we can all talk about it together. We can bring it up at the restaurant or something, that way none of us will be tempted to cause a scene or something.”“Well at least we’ll have some good dinner conversation if anything,” Rita laughed.We pulled up to their house and remembering our conversation on the phone earlier I knocked on the door, even though it was unlocked. Chris yelled for us to come in after we announced ourselves and we walked in to the exact opposite of what. What I didn’t plan on was having all of my moans, groans, and enjoyment being filmed from twelve different angles, along with Dan telling me that he was going to share this video with our office mates. I was worried, yet anticipating what Monday would bring to me in the office. Come Monday, my ass was still sore from what Dan, Aaron, and Zach did to me, so I walked into the office as normal as possible and sat in my office. There were a couple of instances that I had to get up to walk to the. Dinah backed out from her desk and unbuttoned her skirt revealing the absence of undergarments, except for the garter and stockings. As if she’d done this a hundred times, she knelt down as Dinah scooted forward and she began to lick her boss’ naked pussy. Like a small cock her clitoris began to grow and she was already juicing. Her secretary was prepared and without missing a lick opened the bottom desk drawer, removed a small towel and handed it to Dinah. Within about ten minutes, Dinah.