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with her little triangle of fur.
    "How did you do it?"
    Heidi closed her eyes against his gaze, sliding her hand down between her legs and parting her swollen lips with her fingers. Her clit was throbbing, aching to be touched, and she worked it in slow circles, her breath coming faster, knowing he was watching.
    She heard him gasp when she turned, bending over the desk and moving her other hand over the red, raw skin of her behind, the fingers between her legs still moving around and around between her wet slit.
    "Mr. Kaiser," she whispered, her eyes still closed, lost in the sensation, showing him how she had touched herself in the little bathroom, bent over the counter and rubbing herself raw as she thought about him.
    She heard the shift of his chair, the sound of his breath. Her fingers moved faster, her nipples grazing the cool surface of the desk as she rocked, her other hand making soft circles over the red, tingling surface of her behind.
    "Yes, Heidi," he murmured, and she felt his hand, then, smooth over the other rounded globe of her ass cheek. She gasped and moaned, arching as she rolled her hips to meet his massaging hand. "Do you like that?"
    "Yes, Mr. Kaiser." Her thighs trembled as he squeezed and gripped her ass.
    Her fingers were moving in a fast, blurry circle, sending her on a tight upward spiral. His hand came down on the red skin there with a smart SLAP, making her gasp and shiver. She moaned when he did it again and then again, his hand covering a larger area, making the tender spots where the belt had fallen on her ass tingle. He rocked her against the desk with the motion of his hand and she couldn't stand it, her pussy throbbing as he spanked her behind into a fiery red mass of flesh. Arching, she felt his hand fall lower, grazing her lips, and she gasped, spreading her thighs.
    "Yes," she whispered, feeling his hand slapping her vulva. "Oh god, yes, Mr.
    Kaiser!"
    The feel of his fingers smacking against the swollen lips of her pussy was too much, and it sent her shivering over the edge, sailing through the waves of her orgasm as she rolled and bucked against his desk. She moaned and spread and went up on her toes with it, rocking back against the force of the hand still spanking her between the legs. She didn't move, she couldn't. She gasped and panted on his desk, her hot cheek pressed to the blotter, stuck there, her fingers still moving slowly in the sticky mess between her thighs.
    "Get dressed," he said after a moment and she thought he just might be struggling to keep his breathing under control.
    Standing, she found her clothes on the floor, pulling her shirt back on, then her panties and shorts, using his desk for balance. Her ears were ringing with her orgasm, and her bottom was nothing but heat against the seat of her shorts.
    "Have a seat, Miss Bauer." He nodded toward the chair on the other side of the desk.
    Heidi was shocked to hear him say her last name, realizing he must have looked her up—of course he had. She worked for him, after all. Making her way around the desk, she sat down, wincing when her bottom touched the leather. Her pussy was a mash of pulpy, trembling wetness between her thighs and she squeezed her legs together as if to contain it.
    "As I was saying... before your punishment..." He leaned forward in his chair.
    Heidi looked at the hand hovering over the white envelope and saw his fingers were glistening. That's me , she thought, staring, fascinated. "I would like you to take these materials home and review them."
    "Yes, Mr. Kaiser." Heidi reached her own still-wet fingers out, brushing his as she took the envelope. He jerked his hand back as if she had burned him, his eyes dark as he looked at her.
    "Nine a.m., Miss Bauer." He stood and reached under his desk and she heard the sound of the door again, unlocking now. "Don't be late."
    "Thank you." She stood and picked up her backpack and started toward the door.
    She stopped with her hand on the doorknob, looking