My wife was out after having a baby and she was at home nursing the new baby. She was also at home with the older 1 ½ year old as I had him watching ...t work for the morning and she wanted him home with her after lunch. Just the secretary, myself and the tech staff were here today and this afternoon was even slower than normal.I was at my desk trying to find something to do as it was so slow and as a few of the tech staff trickled out, the secretary and I were forced to stay here, while the last. A high pitched, glass shattering scream. Her body convulsed and her beautiful breasts swayed back and forth. I slapped her ass again. Another wail, this time a little deeper, more gutteral. I looked at her hand and she was gripping the pull up bar tightly."Oh fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck fuck. That feels so damn good. Punish me, Donny, I'm your slave. I've been bad. Make me pay!" She cried out, as I continued to spank her ass. I ran the paddle over her titties and spanked them gently. I pushed. We’re old friends, aren’t we? Aren’t we, Duck Dynasty?”I remembered getting that nickname last night when my hairy pussy was revealed to the girls. But it wasn’t hairy now. Still, being called that by a teen made me squirm in embarrassment. It also reminded me of Ms. Connor’s orders to keep my pussy bald from now on.Ms. Connor poked her head into the stock room, laughing. “I don’t think that nickname applies any more. Come on. Let’s go shopping,” she said. “Oh, by the way,” she added, “I own. When we walked in, Becky was bent over one of the boxes, attempting to get one of the speakers out. Apparently these girls just didn't own anything other than Daisy Dukes, because Becky had at least as much ass cheek poking out as Cassie had shown in the parking lot. It was another fine rear end that was aimed at me, with pale, delicate-looking skin, but just as firm as Cassie's booty. Both of them had tight, trim bodies. They must work out everyday, I thought.I did a quick inventory of what.