Charlene looked woefully at the stack of paperwork that needed her personal attention. "Whoever said it's lonely at the top had it right," she muttered to herself. "No one can get to you for the mountains of waste paper." The office was silent and all Charlene could hear was the sound of the rain pouring against the window across the room. “Hmmm, I may as well run downstairs to the bistro and grab a bite to eat. It shouldn’t be too crowded since the weather is positively beastly.”

“Working late again, Char?” Susie the waitress asked as she brought Charlene water and a menu. “This is the fourth night this week. Girl you need to get out more, have a drink, get laid something!”
“Not this week Susie. Since Bethany up and quit last week I have to do the work for two. Yeah I thought it was great getting her job and all, but I figured they’d hire some one to replace me. Apparently I get to keep my job and get hers. Enough bitching, bring me my usual so I can get back to it.”

Charlene returned to the office full but not looking forward to the hours of paperwork ahead of her. She wistfully wondered what Keith was doing. She hadn’t had time to call him the last few days with the workload and wondered what they were going to do Saturday. Charlene looked at the time “It’s almost midnight; this paper will still be here tomorrow.”

Keith was waiting for Charlene when she opened her door. “Shut the door and come here, now” he growls. “Lift that skirt and get your ass bent over that table.” Charlene bent over the table feeling anticipation of the spanking she was sure to come. From her position over the table she heard Keith walking across the room. She knew better than to speak until given permission. So she patiently waited. “What a beautiful sight my dear, glad to see they haven’t completely worked your ass off.” Keith gently caresses her chocolate butt cheeks. “Good of them to leave some for me.” She could hear the smile in his voice. The suddenly his hand came down hard on her ass, and Charlene yelped with the suddenness of the action. Keith alternated left to right in a steady rhythm. The spanking warmed her chilled flesh and she started getting as wet below as if she had danced naked in the rain outside. “That hurts so good” thought Charlene trite and cliché as that may be. As he continued in that steady rhythm her ass went from warm to hot. “It feels like my ass is on fire” she thought as the tears began to fall from her eyes and she started to sob loudly.
He slowed the rhythm and interspersed the hard spanks with gentle caresses smoothing her aching butt cheeks between strikes. He reached his hand between her legs to feel the dripping moistness now flowing down the inside of her silky thighs. “Spread your legs wide, so I can see your river flow for me” Charlene spread her legs as far as they could go. “Farther, babe.” as Keith took his foot and pushed them one notch farther apart so all of her weight was on the table. He inserted a finger into her dripping wet hole and caressed the inside of her, slowly inserting another finger, and spreading them apart to apply delicious tension to the inside of her pussy, while the other hand still applied slow rhythmic spanks to her ass cheeks. He removed his hand from her cunt and sped up the rhythm of his slaps this time spanking her pussy lips sending delicious vibrations through her clit. She was on fire sobbed loudly tears running down her face. As she came she thought “Sometimes it’s nice to have your ass worked off”.