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for misspelling his name, but he came out of his office almost immediately.
    “You misspelled my name on every one of these.” He held them out to her “Make the corrections and bring them back in for signature.”
    Sydney frowned as she watched him disappear into his office. That was it?  Please make the corrections and bring them back into me for signature? Swearing under her breath, she turned back to her computer, banging on the keys as she made the corrections. What the heck was it going to take to get that man to spank her again?
    Determined to making him warm her bottom or get fired trying, Sydney not only showed up late for work the next day, but made several obvious typos on another stack of letters, including spelling Max’s last name wrong. When that got her called into his office that afternoon, she was sure he was finally going to spank her, but all he did was point out her mistakes. He was clearly pissed she’d spelled his name wrong again, but not enough to spank her.
    By the time Friday rolled around, she was ready to scream. Not only did she show up late for work again that morning, but she also came back from lunch late, too. Both earned her a scowl from Max, but that was it.
    She clenched her jaw as she pushed the intercom button. “It’s Jonathan Kriss from the Dallas office on line two.”
    “Tell him I’ll be with him in a minute,” Max said.
    She pushed the button for line one to let the big deal from Dallas know, but then hesitated. Max would be mad as hell if she “accidentally” disconnected Kriss instead of putting him on hold. The other exec probably wouldn’t be too happy, either. But a girl had to do what a girl had to do.
    A moment later, the intercom beeped. “Jon’s not on the line,” Max said. “Did he hang up?”
    “Shoot! I must have disconnected him by mistake. I’ll get him back on the phone for you.”
    She did, then “inadvertently” disconnected the man a second time.
    “Sydney, you did it again.”
    She had to fight to keep from smiling at the annoyance in Max’s voice. “I did? Sorry. I’ll try again.”
    She didn’t dare disconnect Kriss a third time. She didn’t want him thinking she was incompetent, too.
    Sydney waited impatiently for Max to finish up on the phone, figuring he’d come out to reprimand her as soon as he hung up, but he didn’t. That did it. She gave up. Beyond bummed, she turned off her computer and reached for her purse. No need to hang around late on a Friday afternoon if she wasn’t going to get a spanking out of it.
    Max appeared in the doorway connecting their two offices. “Sydney, could I please see you before you leave?”
    Something about the way he said the words made her pulse skip a beat. “Of course.”
    She put her purse back in the drawer and walked into his office. Her knees suddenly went weak as he closed the door behind her. This was what she’d wanted all week, so why was her heart practically pounding out of her chest?
    “You’ve been slipping, Sydney.” Max folded his arms and fixed her with a stern look. “Not only have you been late several times, but your work’s gotten sloppy again.”
    Sydney swallowed hard. “I know what you’re going to say.”
    He lifted a brow. “Really?”
    She nodded. She wiped her hands done the front of her skirt to stop them from trembling. “Yes. You’re going to say I need another spanking, and you’re absolutely right.”
    Sydney didn’t who was more shocked by the words, her or Max. He stood there, speechless.
    She couldn’t believe she was going to do this, but…
    Sydney walked over to the desk, flipped up her short skirt and bent over, revealing the skimpiest pair of black bikini panties she had in her wardrobe. Little more than a tiny triangle back and front, they barely covered her bottom, which was exactly why she’d worn them. And since she didn’t wear pantyhose in the summer months, he not only had a perfect view of her ass, but of her long, bare legs as