Chapter 55 – Remington
CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
Punishing bad girls can be fun
Remington
Later that evening, Mindy tucks the final financial binder in the file cabinet and turns back to me. It’s around six o’clock, and the offices are closed. She turns and does a little wiggle dance.
“All done.”
“Very good, Ms. Espinoza,” I say in my most formal tone. Her eyelids dip, and I cross my arms sternly over my chest. I removed my jacket an hour ago and rolled my sleeves up my forearms, and I don’t miss the way her eyes dart to the exposed skin there. “I need you to come over here. Now.”
She crosses to me, the gnawing of her bottom lip telling me I’ve made her nervous. Good. I take out her panties and lay them on the top of my desk, smoothing out the crumpled fabric.
“These were returned to the lost and found today.”
Mindy’s shoulders visibly relax, and she suppresses a giggle. “Is that so?”
I nod, maintaining my serious demeanor. “And after a forensic investigation, I’ve determined they belong to you.”
One of her eyebrows wings up. “What kind of forensic investigation?”
My head tilts to the side, and I regard her standing in front of me. “I used my senses of smell and taste to deduce that these undergarments do, in fact, belong to you.”
Her cheeks flush the most stunning shade of pink. “You sniffed and licked my alleged panties?”
“I did.” Standing, I beckon her closer. She takes two steps until she’s directly in front of me, looking up as I tower over her. “The evidence is irrefutable. You are obviously not wearing panties today, and this is supposed to be a professional workspace.”
“The evidence is circumstantial at best.”
“Which is why I need to perform a more thorough investigation. Put your palms on my desk.” Emerald flecks of lust flare to life in her irises as she turns and does exactly as I asked.
“Keep your hands there,” I say, lifting her by the waist and setting her down about a foot from where she’d been, making her bend at the waist.
“This seems highly unorthodox,” she sasses, looking at me over her shoulder.
“Don’t criticize my methods, Ms. Espinoza,” I snap, leaning over her back until my face is an inch from hers. I momentarily drop my angry boss persona. “What’s your safe word, baby?”
The mere mention of a safe word makes a shudder run down her spine. “Rick Astley,” she breathes.
“Good girl,” I praise, kissing her nose before standing and reverting to boss mode. “What’s going to happen is that I’m going to do a manual examination of the situation.”
I reach down and slide my hands slowly up the outside of her thighs, lifting her skirt as I go.
When I encounter the lacy tops of her thigh-high stockings, I have to bite back a groan.
My favorite part of every day is watching Mindy take off her skirt so I can see her standing in only her sheer, sexy stockings.
“This part of your uniform appears to be in order. Thank your lucky stars you won’t be receiving a punishment for that, at least.”
“P-punishment?” she stammers.
“Bad girls who don’t follow the rules get punished, Ms. Espinoza. You know this, and yet you willingly disobeyed me by not dressing appropriately for work.”
“You haven’t proved anything yet,” she retorts.
I can fucking smell her arousal, and I long to lick up every drop of it, but I want to play with her a bit first… draw out her anticipation until she’s ready to blow.
“Oh, I’m about to,” I assure her, inching my hands up until her skirt is bunched up around her waist. “Exactly as I thought. No panties.”
The globes of her curvy ass are on full display for me now, and it’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. I use my foot to widen her legs before dropping to my knees behind her while I caress her incredibly soft skin.
“Now for the real test.” I bury my face in her pussy, making sure to rub my beard against the wet, sensitive flesh there before giving her a long lick that makes her body jolt. “Mmm, I can confirm my suspicions. I’d recognize the sweetness of this cunt anywhere.”
“Oh god, Remi,” she pants.
I tease her clit with quick flicks of my tongue until she’s mewling with need and pushing back against my face to get more. But I don’t give it to her. I feel like edging her a little bit tonight, so I stand.
The look she shoots me over her shoulder would wilt a weaker man, but I simply smile. “Punishment time,” I announce.
“You do realize you’re the one who stole my panties, right? Maybe you need a punishment.”
Leaning over her back, I grind my hard cock against her ass. “I’m being punished every second I’m not inside your perfect body,” I growl in her ear before straightening. My hands smooth over her ass before I draw back my right one and give her a firm spank.
Mindy gasps, her body stiffening for a second before she lowers her chest to the desk.
“Mmm, that’s it, baby. Bend over and stick that ass in the air for me so you can take your punishment like a good fucking girl.”
I swat her other side and then survey the results. My handprints bloom on the skin of each cheek, and something uninhibited rises up inside me, a sense of possession at seeing my mark on her.
“Are you okay?” I ask softly.
“Yes,” she moans. “Do it again.”
Mother. Of. God.
I spank her gorgeous ass four more times on each side, and the redness snaps all my resolve. Bending to offer a kiss to each rear cheek, I quickly unfasten my pants.
“I’m going to fuck you into next week,” I promise, taking my cock in my hand and rubbing the thick head through her sex. “You’re dripping for me, Ms. Espinoza. I think you like being a naughty girl at work, don’t you?” I press forward until only the tip is inside her.
Mindy lets out a whimper of pure desire and rolls her hips, trying to take more. “Yes, Mr. Hale.”
“Goddamn, that’s fucking hot,” I say, gritting my teeth as I slam into her, bottoming out until my pelvis is flush with her ass.
“Such a little troublemaker, aren’t you?
” I pull out and thrust in again, tilting my head back when our flesh slaps together.
It’s the best sound in the world. Well, maybe it comes in second, behind hearing Mindy say she loves me.
I begin fucking her in earnest, the natural slickness of her pussy easing my way. With one hand, I wrap her long red locks around my fist and use them to pull her back onto my erection while the other snakes around to thrum her swollen little clit.
“Do you like being bent over your boss’s desk while he rails your cunt from behind, Ms. Espinoza?”
Her fingers curl against the smooth surface of my desk, searching for something to hold onto.
“I love it. I’m going to go without panties again next week so maybe I can drive my boss crazy enough that he’ll fuck me again.”
I grin and bite into my bottom lip, trying my best to hold out until I make her come first. But she’s just so goddamn alluring with her skirt shoved up around her waist and those fucking thigh-high stockings on full display.
Mindy is rocking against me, that sweet ass grinding against my pelvis every time I shove myself deep inside her. My fingers press her clit, forming tiny circles, exactly how she likes it.
As soon as I feel her clenching around me, my balls draw up, firm and tight against my body.
“I’m about to teach you what happens when you tease your boss by walking around the office with your bare little pussy. You will never scream another man’s name for the rest of your life when I’m done filling you up.”
I change the angle slightly, taking her harder and deeper as she buries her face against the desk. “I’m coming,” she pants, the words muffled as her back arches.
Her orgasm triggers mine, and my knees almost give out at the utter relief of releasing myself inside this woman. With one last thrust, I hold inside her, feeling myself pump her full.
My hand leaves her clit and slides up to her flat stomach, and I have a vision of her swollen with my child.
I can picture my life with her and our baby as the center of my world.
It’s so beautiful and so real, I’m unable to stand upright anymore, falling forward with my palms on the desk on either side of Mindy’s body as I heave to catch my breath.
I lean down to kiss the back of her sweaty neck as our bodies rock slowly together.
“I love you more than life itself, Mindy,” I whisper, overwhelmed with the depth of my emotions for her. “Nothing will ever tear us apart.”
The next week, I’m at my desk reviewing numbers from a company Hale Cosmetics is taking over. Aquarius Cosmetics has always been a couple rungs below us on the corporate ladder, but they were successful enough in their own right.
Until they attempted to steal a formula for a revolutionary new fragrance Helix and Nicolette had developed in our lab.
That crime went all the way to the top of Aquarius, and several of their executives, including their CEO, were found guilty of corporate espionage along with a barrage of other crimes.
I run through the financial statements for the past couple years, and they’re not great, given that more than half their staff quit and they’re running on basically a skeleton crew.
But their facilities are solid and their production equipment is practically brand new. Plus, we’re getting it for a steal.
My cell rings, and I answer it, not even looking at the screen.
“Yeah.”
“Well, that’s a nice greeting,” Serena complains.
“Sorry,” I say, flipping through the photos on my screen. “My head is on work right now.”
“This won’t take long. I’m having all the floors redone in my apartment, and I was wondering if I could stay in one of your spare rooms for a few days until they finish.”
“Yeah, sure,” I say absently. “I have plenty of room. I’ll have management send a key to security, and you can pick it up there.”
“Thanks, bestie!” she chirps before hanging up.
After I finish reviewing the takeover proposal, I decide to get a cup of mid-afternoon coffee, but when I exit my office, I see Mindy sliding the strap of her purse over her shoulder.
“Hey, are you leaving?”
She shakes her head at me in exasperation. “I have a dentist appointment so I’m leaving early today.” Her brows lift pointedly. “I put it in your calendar.”
“Sorry, my head is in the clouds today,” I say, giving her a chagrined smile. “Are you coming over tonight?”
“Yep,” she says. “Since I’m getting a filling, I thought I’d make potato soup for dinner.”
“You don’t have to cook, baby. You know I have a chef that will prepare anything you want and leave it for us to heat up,” I tell her, sweeping a loose strand of hair back behind her ear. She’s wearing it up in a high ponytail today, and I have visions of wrapping that around my fist and…
“I know, but I want to make my mom’s recipe. She always made it for me after a dental appointment.”
“Do you need me to go with you to the dentist?”
She laughs and pats my chest. “No, silly. It’s just a filling. And my handy-dandy bodyguard will be driving me.” Mindy snaps her fingers. “Speaking of him, your mom wants us to go over to her house for dinner tomorrow night with her and Antonio. Your brothers and their wives are invited too.”
“That will be nice. Do you want to go?”
“Of course I do,” she scoffs. “Will you call and tell her we’ll be there? I’ve gotta scoot or I’ll be late.”
She goes up on tiptoe and presses a quick kiss to my cheek. “Love you.”
“I love you too,” I say, smiling like a goofy teenager with a crush as she walks away.
And I whisper to the empty room, “I’m going to marry you one day, Mindy Espinoza.”