Hi, this is my first attempt at writing, so I'd love to hear any comments you have, or suggestions for improvement or future installments.
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It was late on Friday afternoon, I was tidying up my desk and looking forward to the weekend when Ann, my secretary knocked on my door. "O no, I thought, what have I forgotten now" – Ann was very efficient and always kept me well organised. Ann didn't need to work, as she had been left a lot of money when her husband had died about 5 year's earlier. She was a smart intelligent woman and worked because she enjoyed it and needed something to occupy her mind. She was about 5 8 tall, slim and blonde and at 36 a few years younger than me (43 now) – a fact that my wife had never been to happy about, which is maybe why they never really got on.
"Come in, I shouted"
"Hi Steve, have you got a few minutes"
"Sure, come on in, and have a seat – what can I do for you"
"Well, Steve it's more about what I can do for you. You know how Head Office asked me to check some of the records – well I've been through everything, and I know that you have been fiddling some things, over claiming on expenses, claiming for some flights for your wife…"
I could feel myself going red, and I wondered how I could explain this. "Look, Ann, you know how Julie is, always wanting to go away and getting new clothes – I just couldn't keep it up – and no form Head Office ever comes, so I thought.."
"Steve, you don't have to explain, just listen a minute, I'm prepared to straighten things out here and cover for you and I won't tell Head Office, as long as you and Julie will come out to my house tomorrow and stay over. I'm sure we can come to some agreement, but you will have to be a good boy and do as your told.!
Shit, I thought, how do I explain this to Julie, she'll never go – she doesn't even like Ann. I soon as had spoken Ann answered for me " I suggest that you tell Julie the truth before you come, I'm sure she'd rather hear it from you than me. So I will expect you around 7 tomorrow, that way we can have a drink before dinner, and a little chat – see you tomorrow, have a nice evening", and off she went.
I stayed in the office for a while, trying to think how I could get out of this, but which ever way I turned, I knew that if Ann called Head Office then I was finished. I had a good job, I was pretty much left to get on and run things how I wanted, and I didn't want to lose it. Feeling pretty down, I left for home knowing that I had to come clean.
"Hi honey, I shouted as I went in the house"
Hi Steve, you had a good day in the office came the reply – umm I thought, not quite.
Hey you want to come down and have glass of wine – we need to have a chat. I explained to Julie what had happened, what I'd one, and why I' done it. After she had a quick rant, she calmed down, realising that things would be a lot worse for us both if I got sacked. "I guess we'll just have to go over" she said, it can't be so bad and we can always just come home.
Saturday evening came, we chatted nervously as we got ready to go out. I noticed Julie took I lot of care in getting ready, and chose some trendy clothes –loose fit trousers and cropped top over her best underwear – push-up bra and thong. I'm sure she wanted to show she wanted to show off her good figure and make a point to Ann that even though she was older than her (same age as me) she still had a good figure.
Ann lived in a large house, on a quiet road, just outside town – a nice private place in its own grounds. We drove up the drive and I got out bag from the car and we walked up to the front door.
Just as we were about to knock the door opened and Ann invited us in. She looked so different form how she is at work, just wearing some short denim shorts and bikini top. She looked good, long tanned legs and small pert boobs.
"Come on in", she said. I dropped the bag in the hall and we followed her through to the lounge. "What would you like to drink" she asked. We all opted for white wine, so she asked me if I'd go and open a bottle form the fridge in the kitchen. So off I went, the kitchen was huge and modern, I found the wine, and opened the bottle. As I came back to the lounge, Ann and Julie seemed to be getting on OK.
"Now," Ann said to Julie, "You know what I have discovered, and that I am willing to overlook Steve's indiscretions, but there are some conditions". We both looked nervously at each other. "While you are here, you must be prepared to do what I ask of you. Tomorrow, you can go home and the matter will be forgotten, provided that you have done everything I ask – there will be no public humiliation for either of you and nothing is dangerous – so what do you say?"
Julie looked at me and then spoke "Well we don't' really have much of a choice , do we". "No" I agreed.
"So that's settled then" said Ann "Ok just to show everyone understands – Steve, please stand up, drop your trousers and bend over the chair – Julie, go and smack his bum, and I want to see it get nice and red.
"What", we both said at the same time.
"OK, it's just up to you, but if the two of you can't do something simple like this, we may as well call the whole thing off now and I'll just call Head office now/ I'm not going to listen to you complaining every time I tell you to do something. So, let me ask you again, do you understand that you must do what I ask, and no arguments.
"Yes", we said meekly.
"Well what are you waiting for.
Quickly I got up and undid my trousers and dropped them down and bent over the chair. Julie got up and walked towards me – "Pull his boxers down as well" she was told.
I felt her pull them down and move back, then suddenly she was smacking me, first one cheek and then the other, I could feel my bum getting warmer with each smack.
The door bell rang, and my heart sank, wondering what she was up to.
"Ok, that will do for now, pull your trousers up, that will be our dinner, I ordered a take away. Pour some wine Steve while I go get it."
Quickly I stood and pulled up my trousers, I turned to look at Julie, her face was flushed but she wouldn't look at me, so I just poured some more wine.
Dinner was light, pizza and salad, and we just ate and chatted, as if nothing had happened. After we finished I was told to clear things away, and from the kitchen I could hear Ann saying that she thought Julie had enjoyed smacking me and was asking if we had done that sort of thing before. I could hear Julie say that we had done a little, but nothing to much, but did admit that it aroused her. I think that we need to make sure that Steve understands that what he has done is wrong – and I think you may enjoy it too then, Ann said.
I came back in wondering just what she had in mind, but I didn't have long to wait to find out.
"Ok, come with me both of you." And she led us off downstairs to the basement. As we went into the room, I could see that there was more to Ann than I ever knew, for we had entered a room full of bondage equipment. And my heart sank. But I could see that Julie was trying hard not to smile. I was instructed to strip, which I did, telling myself that in a few hours this nightmare would be over. Ann moved into position in the middle of the room and kicked my legs apart. As I looked down I could see a straps hooked to the floor, and each ankle was quickly hastened in, so that I was stood with my legs wide apart. Next she took each wrist and attached a cuff to it, then first pulled one rope, so that one arm was stretched out above my head. This was repeated so that I was stood in a large X, feeling very exposed, but I also felt a sense of excitement and anticipation. Suddenly a hood was pulled over my head and everything went dark, a ball was pushed in my mouth, and suddenly I was frightened.
