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The Boss's Bucket List (WaveVelour & Dreamstreet)

Dreamstreet

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To think it had come to this. The fact that after all the failures he had in his life, and still ended up with such a big oppotunity like this, one that was now at a massive risk, all thanks to one e-mail that he received. Working at the office of a big corporation in the center of town, and being at the top floor as the newest assistance to the big boss lady at the top. One of those jobs that only comes if you either have the quality to handle the high pressure a career lady like that can put you in, or in the case young Nicky Stone, your mother and your boss went to the same school and somehow got to the point where she would take him into her own company. It certainly seemed generous to do that for someone that young, looking like you're nurturing the next big talent of the company. However the truth was very different.

Because Nicky had never been able to keep a job for too long. Despite his enthusiasm and willingness to go the distance at each job, he always ended up in the worst possible scenario. Working in a restaurant, he would get discovered next to the chef sniffing a line of cocaine. Or when he worked at the airport loading the planes, and ended up taking the wrong luggage to the plane, because his mentor told him it was the one. It didn't take long before he got called Nicky Wrong Place, and it was quite fitting for the young man. At one point, his reputation made it almost impossible for him to land a decent job in town, and he had almost given up. Had it not been for his new boss, giving him a hard time but allowing him into working for her, he might have had to skip town all together.

At first things went as well as they could for a guy who was in a league where he wasn't at the level to keep up yet. But thanks to the way he got the job, he was given some time to get used to it, and thanks to his dedications he was getting slowly better and better. It was quickly becoming clear that he was very dedicated to doing his best and prove that his boss didn't make a wrong choice in hiring him. Every day, he hoped that he could prove himself more to her, and most of the time he succeeded at this. However his old nickname would soon come back to haunt him, as was soon in the wrong place at the wrong time.

On this day, as he was checking the e-mails and messages that was headed for the boss, he saw that he had suddenly sent him something which was titled "My Weekend Plans". At first he figured that she was actually gonna be away for a weekend for once and relax a little, but as he opened the mail to see what was inside, his eyes went wide. It showed the boss wearing a black corset and high heels, being bend over a bed and her ass being bright red with a clear handprint of either of her cheeks. His eyes went wide with surprise and he quickly slammed his computer shut. People looked at him like had just watched porn at the office, all while he looked like he had just seen a ghost.

Thinking he had to do whatever he could to save himself, he figured the best way was to take it directly to his boss and talk with her in private. While wearing his navy blue shirt that was a good first around his strong arms and toned chest and abs, along with a pair of light grey pants and navy blue shoes to match, he made his way to the top floor to hopefully get it all sorted. His hand would wave nervously over his short brown hair and his green eyes would look at the door to her office. Knocking a few times and awaiting to permission to enter, he would then slowly enter with his laptop in his arms. He would lightly bow before his boss as the door closed behind him.

"Excuse me, but... I believe you sent me an e-mail today by mistake... An e-mail that was quite, uhm... R-Revealing." He said and blushed while looking away. There was no way to say that he had just seen a picture of her almost naked and with an ass spanked until it turned completely red. All he could do was hope she would't put any blame on him.
 
"Oh.."

When things got busy, more than they tended to be, it was usually inevitable that said busyness seeped into one's personal life. Alright, it was kinda avoidable. It just required a clear mind and undisturbed awareness. She didn't have those at the time, she supposed, sending the wrong message to a very wrong person.

"That's what happens when I spend half of my time responding to complaints about you!" Talking to herself, Lorena sank in her chair, shaking her head at the screen, having just realised she had somehow mixed up her mystery date's phone number with an employee's e-mail address. "They're not even the same thing!" No, they weren't really. But the messaging app and her e-mail happened to be in tabs next to each other. So that was the story, how she managed to send the photos of her arse to someone from the office. She didn't know whether to call him lucky, or herself incredibly unlucky.

This guy.. Just watching him stroll in carefree with the company laptop in one hand, and doing whatever with the other was stirring anxiety in her.

"I'm hoping you didn't think that you had to bring the bloody computer all the way here to show me something you have on it.." Lorena said. As bubbly as ever. Like, not at all. One after the other, her polished nails fell upon the desk. Underneath it all, her legs were firmly folded, her short skirt allowing to flaunt them well.

"Alright. Have a seat," she said, pointing to one of two guest chairs across from her. After a drawn out sigh, she continued. "You know I told your mother not to marry that guy. But she did. And they had you. And I made a promise to her years later. And you're now here." A dreadfully short story without a conclusion, which she didn't shy from reminding him over and over. This time it was kinda different. For once, it was about her mistakes rather than his.

Just like her fiery personality, her jacket was red, matching her skirt. It went well with her golden locks, striking a nice contrast. Apart from that, he wasn't supposed to see that a little red suited her in other ways.

Hacked personal files? A fabricated picture of hers being used? A virus pretending to be her? Several excuses could be found. "Yes. A mishap." Or she could just admit it, apparently. "A mistake that pains me." As if the stupidity of her brain was weighing it down, she propped her head on a hand. "I'm talking about the act of sending it to you. Not what you have.. Actually, what have you seen exactly?" Now that she thought about it, there should have been security protocols present across the systems to automatically filter stuff like that. Maybe the image didn't show at all somehow?
 
Just like always with Lorena, Nicky had a hard time reading his boss and her mood, even as he told her very not detailed what he had seen of her. He remained quiet while listening to her speaking, looking slightly down as she talked about his mother and how she took him in as a promise to help her out after her marriage with his dad. It made him feel for a moment that he might get fired and kicked out the company. He really didn't want that, and he felt like he had to do something in order to not get sacked.

"Well... I-I saw this..." He said as he put the laptop down on the desk and slowly opened the lid. As it opened up, it showed the picture he received, of Loraine being bend over and her ass smacked. He blushed brightly as he left it there for a few moments for his boss to inspect.

"L-Look, I'm not looking to do anything with this, I-I just wanted to make sure that you haven't sent it to anyone else but me!" He said quickly, as he was clearly already getting quite desperate to not get fired at this very moment.

"I really wanna keep this job and do my best to work for you! I-If there is anything I can do to help you out, please let me know! I'll delete the mail and everything, I just want to stay and work for you more than anything!" His voice still sounding desperate, as he looked at Lorena and hoped that she would either show him mercy or take his words as a promise that he wouldn't go further with this.
 
Oh, there she was. Striking a pose in a corset and showing the viewer her bum, and also how easily it was marked. That self inflicted redness was supposed to raise the question, didn't it look better this way? Of course, her questions were quite different in the office. About work stuff, and deadlines, and such.

Kinda amazing how different she looked when she merely had her hair down. Well not different enough to mistake her for some other woman. Who else had a tush so nice? He didn't seem to have doubts that it might be someone else. And Lorena didn't bother to convince him otherwise either.

"Yeah, just delete it," she suggested, closing the lid. It was clearly a mistake that wasn't small, which was apparent in the photo too. Still, it could have been worse. Could have been a reply to all fiasco. And he had his heart in the right place as well, to come to her directly.

Holding her skirt down, she swiveled and got to her feet, striding across the room towards the door. "In this particular case," Lorena said, "terminating you for staring at my arse wouldn't be fair." So she wasn't standing there to show him the door. To close it rather, which improved privacy. The devil on her shoulder was whispering an idea to her as she returned to her desk. He was there to assist her. Lending a hand when she needed it.

On his side of the desk, she leaned back against it, the edge creasing the garment and digging into her supple bottom. "Alright. Nicky. What do you think about it then?" She asked, allowing him to express his remarks on the subject instead of carrying them home unspoken. "Would you have done a better job?" As if she could hear his inner voice, she answered it too. "Yes, I'm asking about it."
 
While Lorena moved up to close the door and make sure they were completely alone, Nicky was quickly moving over to to grab his laptop again and opened it, as he seemed to take her order to heart about deleting the photo she had sent. Thanks to his nervousness and fiddly fingers, he did spend quite a bit of time just opening the lid and soon the image was on display again. Seeing it again, even though he had already gotten the image burnt into his mind, he blushed a little as he was just about to delete it, when he heard her question behind him.

It caught him off guard, and as he turned to look at her, he seemed confused like he had just been asked to do a complicated math equation. Just as his lips were about to ask her what she meant, she basically answered it for him, leaving his mouth open for a few moments. Was this some kind of test? Was she asking to see if he would do that to her? Of course he wouldn't... Unless she asked him to. He was looking at her again, as if waiting to see if she meant it as a joke, but she just kept up her unphased gaze on him. It made him feel that she was asked him a serious question, and wanted a serious answer.

"I mean... I..." He looked at her again, then back at the laptop, as if he was studying the redness of her ass, to see how much she would have been spanked to look like that. "I-I've never done something like this but... But if my boss wants me to do it... I think I could do it just as well, and I would do my best to do it even better!" He said as if trying to sound confident at the end, but also to convince himself that this was the truth.

Even as he looked up at his boss, wondering if he answered her correctly, he couldn't help but imagine doing just that. Using his own hands to smack her ass until it would show his fingers on her soft skin. The thought alone made him gulp a little, as he waited for what she would do next.
 
The laptop she'd just closed had been opened again. Most likely to check that questionable photo one more time. She was about to scold him for that. Hm. Though she'd also told him to delete that email, hadn't she? Yeah.. That was probably what he was doing. Well she was admittedly a bit biased. She didn't hate him, but she also couldn't help being stern with him. That was also his mother's wish. 'Lena. Whip him into shape.' Something like that.

Now that she thought about it, maybe this wasn't quite a brilliant idea. After all, her dear friend didn't send him to her for this. But then again, it wasn't a big deal. It could even give him a little boost of confidence? Which was never bad. Well, that might help him overcome this ridiculous mindset of his? Being this extremely unlucky young man whose fate bound him to be always in the wrong place? No. Lorena didn't see the irony, that it had just happened again. Kinda.

"I'm listening." She tapped her foot once, not really knowing what kind of thought process he must be going through.

Haven't done it before? Haven't done what? Smacked a lady's bum? Maybe it wasn't as hard to believe. "Don't worry, I'm rather used to it," she said. A claim that didn't lack proof.

For a moment, Lorena thought he was gonna stand straight at attention and salute. That little promise of doing the best and all. Well enthusiasm didn't hurt. "Right.." she simply said in return. Rather calmly as opposed to his anxious exclamation. "Alright." A slender finger flicked up and down then, telling him to lift his arse. She herself pivoted to face the desk between the two comfy guest chairs. Gingerly, Lorena bent over, propping herself on two arms. Her skirt inevitably ran up. Which may or may not be high enough to show the reinforced part of her tights. It was the reason her legs had a soft sheen to them. Other than that, they were seamless. Sheer, so not really hiding the black thong underneath. It was rather covered by her..

"Skirt, up." Lorena ordered again. "Tell me what you see." Perception and articulation. Any good boss had to test those abilities in her employees after all.
 
At first, Nicky's eyes were following the weird movements of Lorena around her now closed off office, until he saw how she waved her finger at him. In an instant, he got up from his seat and stood up like he was ready to execute some kind of command. However instead, his eyes just followed her again, as she moved over to bend over the table and letting her skirt slide up along her long, slender legs. His eyes went wide as he saw more of her being revealed.

Despite her skirt not showing off her ass completely, it was still a wonderful sight to behold already for him. It made him take a few more moments before recognizing that she asked him to lift the rest of it up. Quickly he moved over to her and got a hold of the sides of the bottom of her skirt and gently lifted it up over her hips, until her butt was then fully on display. Even with the tights and the black thong in the way, it left very little to his imagination, which was already running wild.

"I see... I see..." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath in order to gather himself and calm down a little. Letting out a sigh, he looked at her again from behind and finally spoke up. "I see, a pair of long beautiful legs that looks so good in those tights. But not as good as your round ass does! Even though I can see it through your tights, it makes me think of how much better it would look without them on." He said and his hands were twitching a little in anticipation of how she would react. His heart was beating fast, and even though his words were direct and honest, he still hoped that they were what his boss wanted to hear.
 
Not quite a womanizer, was he? She'd go ahead and guess that he wasn't particularly good with women. Or maybe he was just anxious because she was, well, who she was. Well it wasn't a bad thing that he knew his place. Right now, that was apparently behind her bent hips. Not exactly the same perhaps, but the position was quite similar to the photo. Head low and bum high. Although she was more properly dressed this time, as in she didn't wear only a lace up corset, it ought to be more exciting than staring at a photo.

Her tight skirt clung closer to her hips, playing along with them. It was short enough to stir certain feelings in its audience. What was the expression? The pencil skirt, deadlier than the sword? As he proceeded, she could feel the hem brushing up her bottom. She wouldn't call it unceremonious either, as Nicky took his time inching the garment more and more.

Alright. There it was then. The boss' bum. A stark contrast to how she was known, stern and sharp. Not from this angle, as it highlighted features with opposite traits. Beautiful, round, just good all around. His words, not hers. "Oh, is that so?" Though she wouldn't argue either.

"Yes," Lorena said. Clear and sharp. "I expect you to pull them down." Not that they provided her with any meaningful protection, but it just sounded more satisfying when she was truly in the flesh and when smacks would eventually begin to rain down. "And don't expect you to stop at my tights either," the woman added. "While at it, allow me to have a good first impression of your handiness too."
 
The response he got from Lorena was actually making Nicky smile. Finally he felt like he was going something right and to her liking, and all he had to do was be honest with her. This felt good, to think that he was finally doing something well, and something this exciting. It made him instantly think that he wanted to do anything that his boss would ask of him, which of course included the next order she gave him.

The first part of it was very obvious, pull down her tights and her thong, which he quickly moved over and was ready to do.However her request to show a good impression did make him look a little confused for a few moments. Did she want to feel his hands on her body more? To be more touching rather than elegant with taking off her outfit? He knew better now than to ask questions about it. For now, he tried again with what he felt was correct.

As he moved in behind her, her let his fingers slip into the hem of her tights and slid his fingers further down along her soft legs in order to slowly pull down the tights. His hands would push a bit into her skin to make sure he wouldn't tip her tights, but still making them get pulled down slowly. It showed that there quite a bit of strength underneath his shirt and pants that he was ready to use. Thanks to how careful he was, along with the fact that he also took his time, he soon had the tights down by her feet, waiting for her to step out of them so he could put them aside.

Then as he got up and looked at her almost naked butt, he unconsciously licked his lips for a short moment, before he reached forward for her black thong. He would put his hands on her thighs, before moving them up to grab the sides of her thong and hooking his fingers into the hems. "May I say, Miss Lorena... That this is one of the best and most beautiful things I've ever seen in my life?" He said while his eyes were still locked with her ass, while he slowly slid off her thong, removing the last line of defense that also weren't there on the picture. Only big difference now, was the kind of spanking she had taken in the picture compared to now, but Nicky hoped that he might just get a chance to copy that photo himself.
 
It must've been an interesting working day for him. Well the same could be said about her too, she supposed. After all, it wasn't often she let a subordinate lift her skirt. And by not often, she meant never. Flirty skirts and cleavages. The officefolk never got to explore what those teased. Nothing more beyond a few fleeting glances. As the PA though, Nicky's job description involved personal matters too. And things were indeed getting personal. And private.

Staying still over her desk, she let him work. A simple task that involved some delicate parts. Her nylon-clad backside was probably a decent tease for him. Well, the overly careful manner he undressed her was teasing her right back though, which she hadn't thought about frankly.

"Showcasing your diligence, huh?" Lorena asked as he gingerly pulled her tights down. Once the waistband slid past the underside of her cheeks, her bottom was freed. Naturally, the lift offered by the garment was undone too, subtly causing her hips to widen and her buttocks to settle into a more natural shape.

Another waistband. Black this time. It needed to go down too. And it did. Also slowly, admittedly encouraging a bite on her bottom lip. The act rendered Lorena totally bare, leaving nothing unexposed below the waist. Well she'd already sent him a picture of how things looked. But this was obviously way more intense.

"W-well." She cleared her throat. "Seems like you've discovered the eighth wonder of the world." Well he made it sound like that. And Lorena was happy to go along with the praise, a weakness of hers really.

"Now about your handiness.." Now that the package was unwrapped, they could finally go with the plan. "Hand on my bum," Lorena ordered, elaborating on what she wanted. It would probably come off as just putting his hands on it, and not exactly slapping it. So she figured she should rephrase it to be more clear. Though she wasn't in a hurry to do so.

"I mean," she eventually said after a strategic pause. "Give it a swing."
 
Just as the panties slipped fully off of Lerona's legs, Nicky couldn't help himself but to step back and watched the wonder in front of him. She was bent over so perfectly, her soft and long legs were looking so hot while her sexy round butt just took center attention. No wonder she could get someone to smack it until it would turn red. What kind of man would refuse a request like that?

Those thoughts did go through his head, just as the boss gave her next order. Just like earlier, she would emphasize exactly what she meant before he could ask her about it. His heart went up into his throat. This was really happening! He was going to smack her ass, that big sexy booty of his boss that he had just undressed. "U-Understood, Boss!" He said as the only thing he could truly come up with, before moving over to stand just behind her. Taking a small step sideways to the left, he raised his right hand, opened his palm and looked the place where he wants to hit her.

He raised his hand and let it stay there for a few moments. Not that he was hesitating to smack her ass. There was nothing he wanted more in the world at this moment, than to spank his hot boss. But he wanted to see if she were just teasing and pulling out of this. However it seemed that wasn't the case. This was his chance, possibly his one and only chance to smack the best looking ass in the office, and he wasn't going to miss out on it.

Holding his breath, he swung his right hand down towards her bum, letting his palm connect firmly with her left cheek. It was with enough force that it started to wobble and jiggle from the impact, which only made it look even hotter. His hand would stay on her ass for a few more seconds, before he would slowly pull it away, as if to see if he was going to leave a mark like there was in the photo. An optimistic wish from the young assistant.
 
Mhm. It was in a most ideal position to give it a slap or two, her bottom. It could have very well been more difficult not to go for it at this point. The sheer willpower required to pass the opportunity to beat that arse a little? Yea, it must have been anything but great. At the top of the corporate food chain, yet also a round bottom over the desk, deserving a lil punishment like everyone did on occasion. Yes, Lorena never said it was supposed to feel like a punishment, but she had told him to do a good job at it.

"That's right. Enjoy the view," the blonde manager called out when he took some time stargazing. Not really feeling the need to look back to confirm. After all, where else would he be looking at when she was there poorly covered? "Don't keep me waiting though," she also suggested. Well, everyone knew how much she dreaded tardiness.

It ought to be his first time swatting his boss on the tush. She however had experienced the thrill of being spanked as the head of a company before. In this regard, she was more experienced receiving than him giving. Well it was still exciting for her, regardless how much of it she let on.

Then his hand rose finally. And it came down quickly. Not bad for the first try. And spot on if the target was the east side. It only took one proper smack to break the illusion of total firmness. Right globe more than the other, Lorena's administrative bottom wobbled. She slowly blinked, enjoying this familiar sensation.

"Hm. Up to a good start," she admitted, just when her sting-yearning bottom stopped shaking. Though she didn't expect it to be awfully stationary during the upcoming moments. Start was the keyword here. Surely, she didn't go through the trouble of showing her bare rump to him just to receive a single good smack. She needed more of course. Did she deserve more though? Surely, his inner voice was telling him something about that.

"What about the other side?" she asked then.
 
Even though he wasn't the one who got smacked, he still felt the excitement from smacking his boss's ass. It almost made him giddy, though he knew he had to keep it to himself and at least stay professional and mature about it. After all, he was in the office, with his boss bend over and it seemed like she wasn't displeased with his effort. In fact, she seemed to want him to hit her again.

While he still took her question about hitting her other cheek as an order, it seemed already much more toned down than her past requests for him to spank her. Maybe this was making her feel more relaxed around him, and allowing him to treat her like this even further. "Right away!" He said before raising his right hand again and this time aiming it at her right cheek, smacking it with just as much force as before, in order to make it jiggle as well.

This time however, he didn't wait too long for her reaction. Instead he decided in his head, that more of this treatment was something she would want from him. So without any orders given, or without warning her about it, he would raise his hand again and smack it around her round butt. This slap followed by another, and then two more. He made sure to hit it in the same areas on her cheeks, in order to try and turn her skin red from the impact.

After those six slaps in total to her ass, he would look up towards her head and see if she was pleased with his action. Throughout waiting for her response, he would keep his hand raised, as if telling her he was ready to keep going the moment she gave the green light.
 
Granted, it wasn't exactly rocket science, but striking the right balance could still be tricky. Not too light, not terribly hard, it was like cooking really, requiring a measured approach and smooth blending. Of course, there were other ways it was similar to cooking. Especially when the smacks were powerful enough.

It wouldn't have been fair to give love to one cheek, but leaving its neighbour out in the cold. She got what she wanted, another smack on the other orb. A proper smack should send the target bouncing. In this regard, it was a well delivered one, considering the way he made Lorena's right buttock dance.

A semi laboured breath slipped from her nostrils. Yea, it wasn't anything she couldn't handle, but also not a walk in the park either. He tended to be bashful around her. That apparently wasn't necessarily the case when he was behind her instead. Surely, Nicky didn't shy from giving her bottom what it deserved.

"Alright," Lorena said. Though she didn't need to say much else to keep him going. Splendid. He was getting a hang of it. Quickly too. "Anh.." The following couple of slaps didn't fail to make her bottom wobble, which wasn't an awfully difficult task frankly. "Oh.." It also shouldn't have been difficult to guess that she liked it. "H-ah. Harder." One of her knees slightly bent, her head tilting back too. Whenever he pulled his palm back following a freshly administered smack, her flesh looked more pink. Being the boss hardly made her immune to a firm smack or two after all. "Yes.. Mhh!" Actually, her fair skin was quite susceptible to those.

There was a pleasent pulsing across her cheeks. He had to be careful though. If he proved to be too good at it, Lorena could very well make a habit of using him in more of her personal little projects.

It must have been fun to constantly stare at her arse and all, but she couldn't have let him forget the face it belonged to. So, Lorena rolled on her back, lying on the desk with her feet on the floor. "Unfortunately, you may have to work overtime more often after today," she said, her tights and underwear still somewhere around her knees. "As your boss, it'd be on my whim." A little excuse to remind him who was really in charge, which could sometimes get blurry.

"Turn me around and continue," she then instructed him. "I reckon you're still a few shades behind." Well, she couldn't see it herself, but she supposed he'd be willing to check her behind and confirm it for her.
 
With the small pause in his smacking, he watched as Lorena rolled onto her back on the desk and looked up at him. Even in such a position, with her ass turning red from the smacking, and her thong and tights handing by her knees and legs, it was hard not to blush at this view. Not because she was his boss, but because it was his boss that asked for more of this treatment from him. At this point, he wouldn't mind doing this every single day. Even if he loved smacking her ass, he still loved to help out the lady who gave him a new chance.

"Anything for you, boss!" He said as he reached forward to her hips and started to slowly turned her back around so her ass would once again be on full display. Then he would give her a few moments to adjust herself before he would do something new. This time, he would put his left hand on her body, just above her butt. It was as if he was gonna make sure she wouldn't turn around again, or even move around too much until he was done spanking her.

Furthermore, he moved his right hand to her ass, rubbing an area of it the size of his hand just before he would reach his hand back and let it come crashing down her cheek, hitting the very place that he had just caressed. From here on, he would smack her even harder than before, giving it his all and showing each of her big round cheeks equal attention and care.

Even though he hadn't noticed it himself, there was a big bulge forming in his pants from this, and it would show just how excited and horny it was making him. While he still was completely focused on smacking his boss, if she were to look back at him, it was clear he was up for more than just hitting her round ass.
 
Although she was still the boss, why wouldn't she be, she wasn't sure how bossy she looked at the moment with her knickers pulled down and her arse growing red. Sometimes that was necessary though, bending the authority and softening it up a little. Not that Lorena wasn't already soft around the regions that used to be covered up.

While she cooperated to some level, she also let him do the majority of the work. So when it came to overcoming the weight of her hips and flipping her over, most of the heavy lifting, so to speak, had to be done by him. Well he pulled it off rather swiftly. And she quickly found herself bending over the desk again with her bum clearly displayed. The rest lay more flat this time. Without her arms under her, she lay over her breasts, chin on the tabletop.

"You're not on the wrong track," Lorena said as he actually pinned her down with a hand placed on her back. Was she in trouble then? Well it was kinda hot to think so. Smart too if intended to go harder. Some rubbing prepared her for the imminent second round. It felt nice really. Also a good sign that he'd begun to get over his shyness and anxiety.

The smack that came afterwards showed that he was willing to spare more of his strength for this bottom. "Oh!" Lorena surely felt this one. "Mm~ No longer playing around." Her buttocks then shook another time. More than before really. "Oww!" It probably left a nice, distinct mark too. As the young man treated her behind more firmly, "H-oh!" there was more wriggling over the table. Things looked redder too. In a way, a healthy dose of redness breathed more life into her bottom, encouraging it to move about more. "Oww!"

Through her rounded lips, Lorena breathed out a "Phew." She actually reached back to rub her tush. As those cheeks were massaged up and down, her pussy peeked out between them. The twinkling present over there suggested that she hardly hated the sting, if it wasn't clear already.

"I won't lie. It feels rather warm," Lorena described, giving herself a couple of taps on the backside. "Do you think it's a match?" Having a quite clear view of it, she supposed he would do well comparing the arse sitting in front of his bulge with the photo. "Though, you'd need proof. Maybe you should pull your phone out."
 
Nicky wasn't holding back at all at this point, smacking Lorena's ass over and over again without showing any signs of mercy or hesitation. Even his hand started to tingle a little from hitting her round butt over and over again, as it started to become more and more red. In fact, it did mimic the picture she sent him quite a bit at this point, of course apart from her not wearing a black corset and high black heels. Perhaps he could have her wear that for him sometime in the future.

He only stopped smacking her ass, as he saw how she reached back to pat and rub her sore red cheeks, which in turn made him just look at her. He didn't know why, but it only made him even more aroused to see how she caressed her own ass that he had just smacked over and over again. So much in fact, that it took a couple of moments for him to register what she was asking him to do. To take a picture with his phone of her smacked arse.

"Oh you don't have to tell me twice!" He said and finally let go of her lower back, before quickly fishing out his phone and turning on the camera app. Taking another step back, he tried his best to get the exact angle of her ass as he had seen earlier, and snapped a picture of it. But then a thought hit him. He didn't have to take just one. So he kept on snapping pictures of her sexy red ass, moving closer to get even more details, until he was once again standing behind his boss.

Then out of pure excitement, he would find the picture that was the best one, and held it up in front her eyes so she could see it. "That looks amazing, doesn't it?" He asked her, hoping that she would agree with him. "I could stare at it every day!"
 
To tell the truth, she didn't need any proof when she felt it clearly that he made quick work of her bottom. Since it all started with a photo, she figured it wasn't a bad idea to have another one of those in the end. Hopefully though, this one would stay private unlike the first one.

Perhaps, to truly capture the grandness of her behind, and his work on it, one needed multiple pictures. From different angles and at varying distances. As he turned this into a little photoshoot back there, she wondered if her bum engaged the autofocus and the lens focused on the subject by itself.

"Don't make it look too big," Lorena warned him as more pictures of her bent and beaten buttocks were added to his camera roll. It would be funny if he took a selfie with it too.

A round heart in a rectangle. There it was, the photographic proof of her assistant's work. "Oh. Look at that." Her brows raised as she looked at his phone. "Yeah." The marks, the shape, the bareness.. Documented and all there to see. As her eyes caught a handprint in the photo, she instinctively rubbed that part of her bum. "This will do." As red if not redder, he seemed to have held his promise. Eagerly at that.

With that, Lorena straightened up. Upon standing upright, she wasn't quick to pull her underwear up, letting her backside cool down a little. "I should give you a raise," she joked. Or perhaps she was serious. In any case, she intended to utilise him more in the future. Like, tomorrow.

Tights and knickers still down, she hobbled along, moving her red bum towards the door. "Anyway. You're dismissed for now," she cracked the door open. "Feel free to return home and spend the rest of the day staring at my photos." At the door, Lorena slightly twisted her hips, enough to strike a bum cheek out. "Don't forget to give a parting kiss."
 
The reaction he got from his boss was better than whatever Nicky could think of. She didn't just seem to approve of his handiwork on her butt, she even seemed to want more from him in the near future. He almost wanted it to happen already. Smacking her ass and taking pictures of it had just been such a fun time, that he wanted to do even more stuff like that with his boss. Hopefully it wouldn't take too long before they would repeat this little adventure.

As she got up, and didn't even seem to bother adjusting her tights or skirt, his eyes were locked on her again while she walked towards the door. Even if she was a strict boss, he felt like she had loosened up to him quite a bit. Even if the smacking was the primary reason, he like like she was much more calm and letting her guard down at his presence than she would with almost anyone else. It felt him with a bit of pride, as she walked over to show him the door.

He was ready to bow for her and say what an honor it had been to assist her that day. But when she pushed her hip out to the side to present her ass to him again, he couldn't help but grin as he without saying a single word, moved quickly over to her and got down on her knees. Putting his hands on each of her hips to present her ass even more to himself, he would lean in to kiss her on the left cheek. "Thank you for today..." He then moved over to kiss her right cheek next. "I hope to see you again soon."

Then he got an idea, and without thinking about it, he simply executed it by leaning in between her cheeks and planting a kiss right on her tight ass. "I'll be ready to do whatever you want of me next time." He said in a playful tone before slowly standing up.

Walking over to the door, he would give Lerona a smile as he grabbed the door handle and was just about to walk out when he turned to look at her. "Call me anytime... I'll always be ready to aid my boss." He said before opening the door and walking out of the office, wondering when he was gonna hear from her next. Surely this wasn't gonna be the last time he was gonna play around with her perfect booty.
 
Thanks to being quite dutiful in his efforts, she would probably need some coconut oil that night. Undoubtedly rather. Those orbs of hers ought to be soothed after so much jiggling. Till she went home and oiled herself up, a wet kiss had to do. He was quick to plant one. And she didn't doubt that he would have covered the whole cheek with smooches had she wanted more. For now though, she set him free. "Merci." Pulling her bum back, she held the door for him. "Say hi to your mum when you see her." When she was alone, she pulled her knickers up. They were rather cheeky. So they weren't unforgiving against her red skin. And she supposed she would need to don another cheeky pair tomorrow too.

***

Tights and tight skirts though? Not really. When she entered the lobby the next day, a comfy pair of dark leggings hugged and shaped her lower half instead, defining her bottom, maybe a tad too well. While standing though, her tunic was long enough to cover it like a tempting secret. Yeah, it was a bit more casual compared to a suit. Her hair was the same, however. Like she owned the copyright to long ponytails, she flaunted hers while she strode in the building.

Nodding and Waving good mornings to those who greeted her, Lorena kept moving, heading for the lifts. She wasn't early, but not late either. Nothing out of the ordinary. Thermos in one hand, she pressed the call button with the other. The usual humming of the lobby continued behind her. Some of which could very well be about her behind.
 
Giving her ass a few kisses after the treatment he had given it, wasn't anything Nicky wouldn't mind doing. In fact he wanted to do even more, if she had stopped him to send him home. As he got up on his feet, he gave her a wink as he headed out. "I will if I see her before work tomorrow." He said before heading out and looking back to see the door closing behind him.

***

The next day, he would arrive at the office early and sit at his desk. Just like the day before, he would wear a professional shirt and matching pants, as he didn't want to attract any attention to himself. Even though he was still an assistant to Lerona, he couldn't help but hope that she would call him into her office soon to continue from yesterday. But so far, he hadn't yet even seen her that day.

Then he saw her as she entered the office and headed straight for her desk. His eyes were trying to get a peek at what she was wearing, and the dark leggings were a pleasant look for him. Surely they would be fun to pull off her if she wanted it. He did his best to try and work, but as long as she was in view of him, there was no way he could keep his eyes off her, and especially not her perfect ass.
 
Following a little beep, the lift door finally slid open. And shut again, once she stepped inside. Apart from the fine lady in the mirror, she was alone in the car. Too bad really, given that interesting things were more prone to happening in confined places like this one. Not the topmost floor, but her office was rather high in the building.

To give way to the mistress of the building then, the door opened. It was convenient to have her assistant's room close to hers. Well, where else would it be? So she walked past it while heading to her own spacious office. "Too early to check out my arse Nickey." Leaving a fleeting comment, Lorena made it to her room, putting down her thermos and bag and all. In case he wondered, it had yet to turn all white and spotless like it used to be, her backside.

Soon, she lowered it into her chair, starting to scroll through her emails, while sipping her coffee at the same time. Things were a bit bitter and dull. No, not really the emails, they were always like that. The coffee rather. Tasted kinda harsh, where she preferred it creamy and smooth like her thighs. No milk, that was the issue. She usually didn't forget things, but it happened.

Lifting her bum, she walked to the minifridge in the corner of the room. There ought to be some milk in there. So she searched for it. And yes, she had to bend down to do so.
 
Hearing the teasing comment from Lorena made Nicky blush a little as she caught him checking her out. It was difficult not to. Even after he had left the day before, he couldn't help but look at the image of his boss's sexy ass smacked to become red and remembering the soft kisses he had given it. It made him think just how fun it would be to do that with her every day. It would almost be a dream job.

While he fantasized about his boss's butt, he suddenly got a few emails in that were meant for Lerona about a meeting that seemed to take place quite late. As he checked up on it, there was a chance in the meeting time, which was one hour earlier than planned, but it seemed that she wasn't on the recipient list. He knew he had to inform her about this, and while simply forwarding this to her, he figured that he now had grounds to come into her office.

Printing out a copy of the email, he would grab it and slowly make his way to the boss's private office. Since he had been smacking her ass just the day before, he didn't feel too bothered with knocking on her door and instead opened it slowly as to not interrupt if she were in the middle of a call. Instead as he opened and peeked inside, he saw how she was looking into the fridge, which pushed her sexy behind into the air. So tempting that this young man couldn't refuse.

Entering as quietly as he could, he would sneak up behind Lerona until he stood right behind her. Raising his right hand up, he would have it come crashing down on her ass. Since he figured she was at least a little sore from the day before, he didn't smack as hard as he did before, but it was surely still enough to make her feel it. "It might only have been a day, but I already missed smacking that sexy ass of yours, boss!"
 
Walking about, reaching down, opening the minifridge, and such. Well it wasn't really her fault that she was a striking woman while doing mundane activities. Otherwise, she wasn't really trying to be suggestive while pushing her tempting bum out like that. Especially when she thought she was alone in her room. Perhaps it was because of her job, but she was usually an attentive and cautious individual. Though she didn't notice this time that a lil moth had flown into her office, drawn to a round lantern. So if he thought he could catch his ever watchful boss by surprise, well he actually managed.

"Oww!" Letting out a genuine yelp, Lorena snapped straight. Pivoting around and holding her tush. It was him. Well of course. Who else could be so daring to touch her bum like that? Though he shouldn't mull too much over what he could do to her and get away with him. As she could do much more with him.

As her momentary surprise faded, her usual stern expression returned. "Never too early for that, huh?" she questioned, the that in question probably being her bottom. "I still have a ton of work to do, Nicky," she suggested. Grabbing his attention, she continued. And by attention, she grabbed him by the cock.

Her hand swung upwards from below, nestling itself between his legs, middle finger lodged between his balls and palm pressing against the rod. She squeezed it some too. The whole package really, like she owned it all. "I imagine they'd be hard to manage if you smack me sore already." As her head tilted, she twisted her clamped hand in the same direction. "So you have to wait for things you miss having so much." With that, still holding onto him, she began leading him to the side of her desk where her thermos sat. Funny thought, but maybe she'd been searching for milk in the wrong place.
 
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