Unsatiated with Dad's Best Friend: Taboo Romance

by Ami Snow

  His eyes fell closed. “This is wrong Callie.”

  “Tell me that you don’t want me as much as I want you,” she said.

  He growled then kissed her and all of what she’d been hoping for from him was promised on that kiss. Just one more thing to clear up. Would he think her nuts? Would he balk at doing it?

  She hoped not, it just helped her get turned on. His lips ravaged hers and his tongue came out to play. Hers danced with his and she knew he’d be a thorough lover. A more than competent lover.

  She couldn’t wait. She broke the kiss.

  “You having regrets?”

  “Not a chance. There’s just one more thing.”

  “Whatever you want Callie. Name it and it is yours.”

  She did hold the power at the moment and that alone made her wet, but she needed one more thing to really get her engine going. Something that boys her age didn’t like doing.

  “Tell me,” he whispered.

  She sighed. “I need you to spank me.”

  ***

  Had Callie really just said those words to him? He didn’t want to hope, but he heard them clearly. She stared at him, biting her lip.

  “Okay.”

  A smile broke out on her face. “You mean it?”

  “Yes. I’ve been dreaming of spanking that ass of yours. You name the position and I’m there.”

  “Sit on the side of the bed. I want to be over your knee,” she said.

  He settled himself on the edge of the bed, his hardon almost painful. “Over your shorts?”

  She stood next to him. “No, bare assed if that’s okay.”

  “Whatever the lady wants.”

  He licked his lips. Even if she just dropped her shorts, he’d be happy. No, she was stripping down.

  “Now tell my why I’ve been bad,” she said.

  He might cum in his pants at this rate. She stood, naked in front of him. His brain chose that moment to short circuit. He couldn’t think. Then it came to him.

  “You’ve been insubordinate with your boss.”

  She looked down at the floor, but her nipples were erect. She was enjoying this.

  “I’m sorry.”

  “Sorry isn’t good enough. I need to discipline you,” he said.

  She nodded then lay across his lap. Her tits hug next to his thigh. Damn. That luscious ass was in his face. He adjusted her so he could get a good angle.

  “Spread your legs.”

  She did and he could smell her musk. She was turned on for this for sure.

  “I’m giving you ten and you have to count them as I do them,” he said in his most authoritative voice.

  “Yes sir.”

  He smacked her right cheek.

  “One.”

  He smacked her left cheek.

  “Two.”

  He went for the right one again.

  “Three.”

  The left again.

  “Four.”

  He paused to feel her pussy and she was soaking. He stuck one finger in her as she moaned. Then he surprised her by smacking the cop of her thigh.

  “Ouch, Five.”

  He did that as she squirmed on his lap. That wasn’t doing anything for his erection. Not at all. He was about to explode. He finally reached ten. She slid off his lap then stood naked in front of him.

  “You understand your punishment?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “Good now, get on the bed.”

  She did and he slid his body next to hers, loving the feel of it. Her face was flushed, but her eyes twinkled. He took his lips with his and ran his hand down her body. He tweaked both nipples before he reached even further south to her warm wet center.

  She dripped as he put two fingers in side of her. His thumb rubbed her clit and she came in his hands instantly.

  “I have a condom in my purse,” she said.

  He chuckled. “Here I was worried about an HR nightmare and you came prepared.”

  She reached for her purse and pulled out a sleeve of condoms. His eyebrows shot up.”

  “You’re being optimistic. I’m an old man.”

  “We have a few hours until morning.”

  Chapter Four

  Callie had awakened refreshed and sore with Al wrapped around her. They made love again and then showered together, dressing for work afterwards. They had to visit one of the stores in the area.

  “I’ve been getting complaints about the manager.”

  “What kind of complaints.”

  “She’s been unfair and not following her own policies. I’ve set down clear ones about how to schedule and how to deal with scheduling conflicts. She isn’t following protocol. I’ve spoken to her on the phone, but haven’t received satisfaction.”

  “Why are you going personally to attend to this? Don’t you have a district manager to handle this?”

  Al had rented a car and he drove it through the streets of Chicago. She admired his command of the vehicle. He’d been in command of her so well last night. A thrill went through her. Would they continue their relationship when they arrive at home? She hoped.

  “Because this manager is my ex-wife. She’s been unhappy since the divorce. I’m trying to get her to see the errors of her ways. She was a great manager until we signed the papers. Now she’s been terrorizing the staff. I want to give her the chance to get back to how she was.”

  “I see. That’s nice of you. I’m assuming that you initiated the divorce?”

  “I did. We’d grown apart. We had nothing in common anymore,” Al said. “Very said for sure. I would have liked to try harder, but Lana wasn’t interested in marriage counseling.”

  “Sad, yes.”

  The store was in the middle of the block. Al found a spot then they climbed out.

  “That window display is awful. I fear I have more work to do there than I thought,” al said.

  He strode into his store to find the manager, Lana, Callie presumed, yelling across the store at someone. She had her back to the door so she didn’t see Al right behind her.

  “Lana? Your office. Now.”

  She didn’t looked cowed. She looked defiant as she stomped in the back of the store. Al turned to Callie. “This is a personnel matter so I’m going to handle it alone. See if you can figure out what they were trying to do with that window display. Get as much help as you can.”

  “Yes, Mr. Roe.”

  He smiled at what she’d called him, then nodded at her. She resisted the urge to stare at him as he walked away. He cut a sexy figure in those tailored suits.

  “So who does the window display?” Callie said, looking around.

  A slim, young man appeared from behind the racks. Probably the person that Lana had been yelling at.

  “I did them, but Mrs. Flaherty insisted on doing them herself.”

  “The next holiday is Valentine’s Day. Give me some ideas.”

  “There are the obvious ones, heart and flowers, but how about something simpler. A scene of a man and a woman having a romantic dinner. We could put them in pajamas or more intimate wear.”

  “I like it. What’s your name?”

  “Harry.”

  “Harry, good. Gather what we need and I’ll start emptying the display.”

  She took off her suit jacket, laid it on a spot near the register then got to work. Lana came out of the back. She strode over to Callie.

  “I’m taking the day off. Enjoy being his spank buddy,” she said then walked out.

  ***

  Al heard what Lana had said and wanted to take her over his knee, but not for sexual reasons. That was out of line and would have been worse if he hadn’t slept with Callie last night. He fisted his hands to resist the urge to run after Lana.

  What had he seen in her?

  Al strode out of the back, acting like he hadn’t heart Lana’s words. He’d clear things with Callie later, when he could get her alone. She didn’t look upset.

  Instead she stood among mannequins, creating a wonderful
Valentine’s Day display.

  “I found this fake fireplace in the back,” Callie said.

  Harry was it? The man next to her. He thought so. He approached them. “This is really good.”

  “Thanks,” Callie said smiling. “Harry’s idea.”

  Al turned to the man. “I need a favor. I need you to act as manager for a few days. I’ll finish the schedule for the next month and payroll. I just need someone to mind the store and deal with any problems.” He turned to Callie. “I’ve extended our stay her by a day or so.”

  “Okay. Whatever you need me to do,” she said.

  Oh he had some ideas about that. For sure, but not in front of Harry. He hoped she didn’t want to be spanked in front of Harry. That might be too much for him.

  “I’ll be in the back. Yell if you need me.”

  The store opened in an hour and he hoped that they’d be done by then. He spent a few hours doing paperwork. At no point did they call him.

  When he looked up the sales, they’d done a decent amount. Guess they’d handled it themselves. Callie was even better than he expected. Better than even Lana had been her first day.

  No he had vision of Callie naked. What he could do to that girl. The office had a couch. A large one and he saw Callie bent over it, his hand prints on her ass. His dick twitched. He had to go back to looking at numbers to calm himself down.

  Finally he was able to stand without embarrassing himself.

  Callie was ringing up a woman. Harry waited near the door. It was closing time. The woman left.

  “Harry, you can go home. Callie and I will count the till.”

  “Thanks, Mr. Flaherty.”

  He headed out the back door. A motorcycle started then drove away. He and Callie were alone in the store. The register counting could wait.

  “Could you follow me?” he said.

  She did and he led her to his office, locking the door behind her.

  “Callie, you’ve been a bad girl.”

  Chapter Five

  The snick of the door locking had Callie’s attention. Then Al’s words had her wet. She licked her lips. He wasn’t going to wait until they were back at the hotel. Oh. My. God.

  She might cum right now.

  He leaned against the door eying her. A thrill went through her. Damn he was good at this game.

  “Take off your clothes, then fold them neatly on my desk,” he said.

  She hurried to do his bidding then stood naked in from of him. Her eyes downcast as if she was truly in trouble. Instead she was in for a great evening.

  “Go over to the couch,” he said.

  She stood in front of it awaiting his directions, her body humming.

  “Place your hands on the cushion and spread your legs.”

  She leaned down. This put her in a very vulnerable position. Her big ass was in the air. Ready for him to smack. He put a hand on her back, to keep her down.

  “Do you know what you did wrong?”

  “No, sir.”

  “That display is awful.”

  She knew it was some of her best work. She liked that he chose something that she’d known she’d done well. There was no question that this was a game.

  I’m sorry sir. I’ll do better next time.”

  “Yes, Callie you will. Now I’m going to spank you so you remember this lesson.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “Good. Now count for me.”

  He smacked her right cheek. “One.”

  She counted and with each stroke her body craved the next one. She had no idea why this was such a turn on, but it was. Her pussy was dripping with excitement. He finally reached ten and his breath was ragged.

  She didn’t move. She heard his zipper go down, a condom package ripped open. He was going to take her like this. Oh. My. God.

  He slid into her, his hand on her sore butt. That added to the sensation. He moved his hands around to hold her hips as he thrust into her. She braced herself as best she could and pushed back. She took as much as he would give.

  He reached around, rubbing her clit and she was over the edge. Her vagina clenched around him. He groaned as he sped up his thrusting. Her orgasm almost buckled her knees.

  He put his arm around her waist, holding her steady. “You okay?”

  “Damn, I’m good. And so are you.”

  “I’m not hitting too hard?”

  “No, let me sit.”

  She sat on the couch. Al took care of the condom then sat down next to her, his pants around his ankles. He brushed a hair out of her face.

  “You guys did a lot of business today.”

  She rested her head on his shoulder. “It was steady the whole day.”

  “I appreciate you guys handling it. There was a lot to catch up on back here.”

  “Not a problem.”

  ***

  Al woke up before Callie the next morning. She was curled up next to him, but extricated himself from her. He looked out the window to find it had snowed last night. No one drove around. The streets had not even been plowed. He couldn’t see any buses.

  They were stranded. He was delighted by that. A whole day with a naked Callie.

  He quietly ordered room service for them. When he hung up, she stirred.

  “Hi,” she said.

  “Hey. There’s a whole pile of snow on the ground. The city is paralyzed which rarely happens in Chicago.”

  She sat up and the covers fell off her tits. God, they were amazing. They tasted like peaches. “Yeah?”

  “I ordered us some breakfast,” he said.

  He sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes taking in her pale, lush body. God she was beautiful and all is today. Could he take the spanking to a new level or had she had enough. He wondered, but would let her decide. He wanted her to feel safe.

  She looked up at him with big eyes. “Do we have time before the food gets here?”

  “No, honey. Let’s take our time, explore each other after we eat.”

  A half an hour later, the food arrived. Al shooed her into the bathroom. The bellboy didn’t need to see what had for the day.

  She came out when the man left. Her eyes widened at the assortment of food he’d had brought up.

  “You’re going to spoil me.”

  He smiled and sat down at the table. He’d put a robe on, but he didn’t want it on anymore. She was naked and he liked her that way.

  “I like to spoil you. You want me to get naked, too?”

  “As much as I love your body, I like being naked when you’re dressed. I like being vulnerable. It’s a turn on.”

  He buckled the belt on the robe again. “As you wish.”

  She sat, completely unaware and unashamed at her nakedness. He could see every inch of her. He knew she was a natural redhead. And that she had a birthmark on her right ass cheek.

  She ate with gusto. They talked and laughed and Al didn’t want the real world to intrude. He knew it would. The city would be dug out in a few hours. It was Chicago after all. They knew how to deal with snow.

  She got quiet all of a sudden.

  “What?” he said.

  Had he said something to upset her? She shook her head. “Never mind.”

  He reached across and grabbed her hand. “Please don’t be afraid to tell me.”

  She eyed him for a moment and he willed her to trust him. She took a sip of her coffee. “Promise not to laugh or be horrified?”

  “Promise. I can’t imagine ever feeling that about you,” Al said.

  She swallowed. Her voice came out quiet. “When you spank me again, could you use your belt?”

  Chapter Six

  Callie held her breath. What would he think of her? She knew he’d never hurt her. Not unless she wanted it. He rubbed a hand down his face. She wouldn’t hate him if he refused. She’d be disappointed.

  “Okay, but I’m only giving you five.”

  She smiled. “Thank you, Al.”

  “Do you have something I can put on your as
s if I break the skin? I don’t want to do any permanent damage.”

  That’s why she loved him. Shits. She did love him and that’s why she especially enjoyed him spanking her. He did it and would never go too far. “I have some ointment you can put on anything you do to me.”

  “Good.”

  She stood, her eyes widened as he loomed over her. “Could you put your pants on? It adds to it if I hear you take your belt off.”

  He kissed her. “Whatever the lady needs.”

  She watching him dress fully. He was truly into this and her body already hummed in anticipation. He stood in front of her with everything, but his tie on. She eyed his black leather belt. He’d mark her with that and she would be proud of those marks.

  “Callie, you’ve been a bad girl. I need to punish you.”

  She nodded.

  “Take off your robe and lay face down on the bed a few pillows under your middle.”

  He’d done this before.

  She dropped her robe then arranged all of the pillows in the middle of the bed. She lay with her stomach on them, her ass in the air. She couldn’t resist.

  “Spread your legs, Callie.”

  That was his manager voice. The one that probably helped him be so successful. She did as he said.

  Her ass was exposed as was her pussy. She was dripping already.

  “Hold onto the bars in the headboard and don’t let go.”

  She did, which spread her out further.

  “I’m going to hit and you’re going to count. And thank me. I have to do this so you understand that you cannot talk to me the way you did in bed last night. I am your boss.”

  “Yes sir.”

  She heard the belt slide out of the loops.

  He was good. Her whole body tingled. He rested a hand on her bottom as warming. Then the belt hit her right cheek.

  “One, thank you sir.”

  The sting thrilled her.

  “Two thank you sir.”

  The third time he hit her left butt check and the end of the belt curled around her bottom to hit her pussy. Damn.

  “Three, thank you sir.”

  “Four, thank you sir.”

  Then he finished and she thanked him again.

  “Stay still.”

  He rubbed ointment on her butt. It stung from the hits, but he hoped he would take her like this. It just added to the thrill of it all. If he even sneezed, she might cum so was so close.