The clearing of a voice brought my head up from my phone screen like a jack in the box. Damn, caught again. I thought to myself, biting my lip trying to keep the curse words in. My eyes followed Jonathan's body up trying to ignore the flare of heat that course through me at his proximity.
No... no... Lanna... no hots for the boss. I thought desperately for about the millionth time since I was hired.
His arms were crossed over his chest and I had to force the image out of my mind of being held by them... restrained by them. No! I jerked my eyes up to his face... not much better, but at least the waning patience in his eyes cooled the raising heat up in me.
I gulped trying to swallow the tinge of fear that look evoked. "H-Hello, Sir."
A quick look passed over his face, but it was gone before I could analyze it to closely. Desire? Satisfaction? I couldn't tell for sure.
"Lanna... how many times have I caught you with your nose buried in that phone now?" he demanded his voice sending shivers down my spine.
"Ummm... twice?" I guessed not honestly being able to say how many times.
"Five, Lanna. Five times now," he came back his voice growing hard as he spat out the number.
"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry, Sir," I answered ducking my head in shame.
"What am I to do with you? I have spoken to you numerous times... written you up twice. If I do that one more time, Lanna. I'm going to have to fire you."
"No! Please, don't fire me, Sir. I need this job," I begged him. "Please, give me another chance. I'll good I promise."
He turned away and ran his hand through his hair... an action I am ashamed to say I almost drooled at. When he looked back at me, his eyes had darkened with a look I knew all too well.
Desire.
He pulled me out of the chair and hauled me into his office then closed the door firmly. I was too shocked to do anything but stand in the middle of the large room and wait for him to tell me what was going on.
"So... Lanna. You wish for me to just let this go without punishment," he stated walking around me.
"Yes, please, Jonathan," I pleaded.
He stopped in front of me and grasped my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes. My knees were shaking, but I couldn't tell if it was fear or excitement.
"I will not let this go without punishment," he said firmly.
My heart sank to my feet. I couldn't lose this job, it paid well and I was good at it... if I could keep my nose out of my phone. I opened my mouth to plead him one more time, but he held his hand up to silence me.
"However, I will not be able to use the methods I would normally because it would ultimately lead to you losing your job."
I stayed quiet while he spoke not purely out confusion.
"I guess my only option is to punish you myself," he murmured almost to himself as he circled me once more.
I could feel his eyes on me like a caress across my skin. I was fully clothed, but under his gaze I felt more exposed than if I had walked down through city hall with not a shred on. I felt my pussy clinch a bit and it drew a gasp from me. What was going on? I thought almost in a panic.
"If you take your punishment like a good girl I will consider letting you keep your job. Do you understand me?" he said his voice dropping an octave lower causing the shivers to spread lower.
"Yes, Jonathan, "I answered without thought.
Fear and anxiety battled within me threatening to smother the budding arousal. But, even that caused the arousal to grow even more.
"Ten," he said suddenly causing me to jump.
"Ten, what?" I asked breathlessly.
"Ten swats... yes I think that ought to do it for a first time," he answered.
