"Please come," he said. "It will make it so much more tolerable to have you with me."

She sighed - a fake one to make him think she was irritated - and agreed to meet him at the office and attend yet another function at which his presence was required. She went to the closet and took out the dress she'd hidden in the back and slipped it on, inhaling the scent of new leather that she knew would arouse him, too. She zipped up the front, all the way from the hem to the high collar that made her hold her neck up proudly. The straps and buckles had already been fixed to fit her perfectly in the rear. One at her neck, one at her waist and one at the hem....and absolutely nothing in between.

She slipped black hose onto her legs and fastened her feet into a pair of slut shoes with heels so high as to be cruel. She took a good look at herself, twisting herself around to see the back. Perfect. Tattooed skin, black leather and an ass just begging to be smacked. She covered herself with her coat and smiled wickedly to herself as she went out the door.

He heard her enter his office and looked up with a smile. She saw his eyes take her in, moving from her shoes to her proudly held head. He rose and shut the door quickly, turning to press her backwards against his desk. He inhaled deeply as he buried his face against her neck, breathing in the scent of the leather warmed by her body. His hands gripped her ass firmly and drew her against his already hard cock. She took a quick look at the clock on the wall and saw that she had timed it perfectly. It was already time for them to leave. She pulled away and pouted.

"Aren't you even going to take my coat?" she asked. She turned then, shrugging the coat off her shoulders and letting it slide down her arms to drop to the floor.

She walked across the room, stopping in front of the bookcase to run her fingers over the bindings, then bent over to feign interest in one on the bottom shelf. She felt him behind her then his hands grasping her hips and pulling her backwards against him. She stood suddenly, looking at the clock.

"We're going to be late!" she exclaimed and quickly grabbed her coat and handed it to him to help her on with it.

They went down the hall past many darkened offices and then into the stairwell to descend to the groud floor. He walked slightly behind her watching her bottom move under her coat, acutely aware of what little was between him and her sweet softness. Partway down the stairs, he could stand it no longer. As they reached a landing, he shoved her into the corner, kissing her hard and urgently as his hands slid around her hips to the bare skin behind. He grasped her flesh there, squeezing it hard, as he pressed her against the wall.

His cock pressed against her soft yielding belly. He stepped back then, pulling her with him until he was seated on a bench there. He quickly pulled her down across his lap, lifting her coat and exposing her ass. He saw the red marks his grasp had left there and his cock twitched.

"What a dirty girl you are to excite me like this," he said.

His hands massaged the soft fullness of her ass, squeezing each side of it, pulling her apart so he could get a peek of her pink little hole.

"You know what happens to dirty girls who expose themselves, don't you?" he asked and with that she felt the first stinging slap. She squeezed her thighs together tightly at the first twitch of her pussy. He waited a while before he struck again, rubbing her soft ass with gentle hands and speaking softly.

"Dirty girls like you must be taught to behave," he said as he let his hand fall. Then he began spanking her rhythmically, watching as her skin reddened and warmed, feeling her squirming against him. His cock was painfully hard, and her movements against it were almost more than he could take.

He forced her thighs apart then, letting the stinging slaps fall on the inside of her thighs, so close to her pussy that she jerked each time. He could smell her arousal and the leather mixed together into an erotic perfume. He stopped spanking her then and slid his hand between her parted legs, finding her wet and hot. He slid two fingers inside her roughly, not caring if it hurt her or not. He pumped them into her as she lifted her ass to meet each thrust. He could feel her working against his leg, rubbing her clit against him urgently as he worked his fingers into her. He felt her tense, gasp and make a guttural noise, felt her pussy tighten and pulse around his fingers as she came.

"Now, show me just how dirty you can be," he said as he pushed her onto the floor. "Get on your knees and suck me."

He slid his ass to the edge of the bench as he opened his pants. His cock sprang free as he jerked his pants down. He grasped it as he reached out and pulled her to him, nudging it against her mouth and forcing her lips open. He gasped as her hot wet lips closed around it, her tongue twirling around the head of it before she took him deep into her throat.

He released the grip on his cock, moving his hands to grasp her head tightly. His hips rose to her on each downstroke, a primal rhythm beating in his brain and groin. He watched her as she sucked him, her lips sliding over him, her eyes burning into his as she watched him taking pleasure from her. He lifted his fingers to his nose, breathing in the remaining scent of her and then he slipped them into his mouth and worked them in and out in synchronization with her movements below. His thighs trembled and his hips rose higher and harder until the pressure couldn't be contained anymore. He came hard, crushing her head onto him, filling her mouth with his come.

She stayed on her knees, holding him in her mouth as he softened, resting her head against his thigh. His hands worked their way gently through her hair, smoothing the tangles there as his breathing slowed. She rose then, gently pulling his pants back up and fastening them for him. He pulled her onto his lap, his hands finding their way back to the bare skin that was still red and hot.

"What a wonderfully dirty girl you are," he said gently.