The Boss and Employees Daughter

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The Boss and Employees Daughter (closed)

“Yeah, she’s been a real pistol lately, like taking care of business ain’t enough.”

George Little grunted, handed his boss, Blake Meyers, another drink and sat down at the kitchen table. It wasn’t often his boss came over but this was important, today, Saturday afternoon, designs had to be finalized before they were put in front of a major client come Monday morning.

The both heard the slamming of the back screen door, turned and saw Jenny, George’s daughter walk in.

“Talking about me again dad!”

Jenny came in carrying a shopping bag, just left the mall and had several new things she wanted to try on. She was wearing a white tank top that didn’t hide much, fitting right up tight to her tiny pert little nipples, and a pair of cut offs that should have been against the law if worn in public.

“Damn Jenny, what did I tell you about dressing like that?”

“Hi, I’m Jenny, you must be Mr. Meyers, dad’s boss.”

Jenny ignored her dad’s outburst, stepping up to Blake and held out her hand where he took it, a gentle shake. She had pranced in around all morning before she left and dad hadn’t said a word, obviously just because his boss was there she figured he wanted to make a good daddy impression.

“Jeeze!” George spouted shaking his head. “Let me go get the rest of those papers upstairs, Blake, I don’t want to keep you too long. Jenny, don’t you have something else to do.”

She watched her father leave, then leaned against the counter, looking over her father’s boss. He didn’t look anything like the old grump her father had put in her mind, way younger than she thought. Of course still much older than her 18 years.

“So Mr. Meyers, how’s it going?”

The 5’3 blonde, blue eyed little tart asked with a flirting look, arching her back even more so her small tits jutted out, showing off her nipples even more.

OCC: Looking for someone to write as the boss, PM me with character and ideas if you are interested and thanks, hope all enjoy reading.
 
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First impressons

I looked up in surprise, as I was unaware that George Little even had a daughter, let alone one so pretty, when she entered the kitchen where we were sitting, discussing our design strategy for a new client. Not that I didn't welcome the intrusion...

I hardly heard George's excuse when he left the room to go upstairs to find some papers, my attention distracted by this young girl, who seemed somewhat something of a flirt if anything. Not quite a woman...but anything but a child by any means !

I tried not to stare at her nipples, which were almost visable through that tiny white tank top she was wearing...or at those long, sexy tanned legs below her little cutoff shorts she had on.

" So Mr. Meyers, how's it going ?"

What a bold little thing she was, I thought. Not only that, but the thought occured to me, that this little brat needed a spanking, for the way she talked to her father. She must be a handful, very hard for him to handle.

Oh well, it wasn't my problem...I had enough on my mind. I decided to be honest.

" Not too well, I guess. We have to close this deal." I answered her, looking away from this young, tempting vixen....
 
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“Yeah, guess that’s what Dad’s been so wrapped up with lately.”

Now I could have sworn he had taken some interest in my shirt, or should I say what was standing out, but maybe I was wrong. He sure seemed to be dismissing, almost like dad, but then, he wasn’t my father and talk about good looking. So what’s the harm in being nice, after all he was dad’s boss. I turned around, dropped my bag on the counter, opened the frig and bent over grabbing a bottle of coke.

“Need a refill or something else to drink, eat, anything?”

I asked glancing over my shoulder, a brazen little smirk on my face, the rounded globes my ass showing the way the shorts moved up higher. I could hear Dad upstairs, cursing, probably can’t find what he’s looking for.
 
" Need a refill or something else to drink,eat, anything"

I just happened to glance up at Jenny when she asked the guestion, to catch an eyeful of her round ass cheeks in those skimpy little shorts that barely bothered to cover anything. Damn...what a cocktease she is... Maybe I was being unfair to label her so soon...I mean I hardly knew her, but that smirk on her face...

" I'll have a refill, if you don't mind."

I heard George cursing upstairs, he probably couldn't find what he was looking for. That was too bad...his whole career was on the line, if he couldn't close the deal. I watched as his daughter poured me another drink, and then, all of a sudden, she knocked over the tall glass, spilling it's entire contents onto my lap, soaking the front of my pants ! I pushed the chair back, standing up at the same time.

" Goddamn it , do you know how much these pants cost ?" I pulled the cold, wet materail out, away from my skin.

" Oh my God...I'm so sorry Mr. Meyer's, I can't believe that happened !!! Jenny cried, running to grab a towel...
 
I got the towel as fast as I could and without thinking knelt down in front of him patting and rubbing the front of his pants. I hadn’t noticed that bent over like this the top of my tank was hanging open.

“I am really really sorry,“

I looked up at him, trying to dry his pants, actually nervous, him being dad’s boss and all… “if it leaves a stain, I’ll have Dad get you another pair,” was his pants getting tighter, I moved my hand to see, “ but maybe we should get these off you so…”

“That won’t be necessary, here let do that,”

Blake suddenly took the towel, seemingly still angry at what I had done, or at least very agitated at me.

“What the…”

“It’s not what you think Dad, I accidentally spilled his drink,”

I stood up, ready to make my exit, obviously having caused enough trouble for one day and grabbed my bag off the counter.

“Jen, go find Mr. Meyers a pair of my clean trousers,” turns his back on her and with a frustrated look speaks to his boss. “I really hate to tell you this, but I must have left those other papers at the office. It’s just a quick trip from here, why don’t you let Jenny get those pants cleaned while I run and get the papers.”

It was pretty obvious that George Little was as nervous as hell, his job on the line and now this.
 
When Jenny knelt down at my feet to to wipe at my saturated pants with the towel, I hoped she didn't notice the effect that her showing off was having on me. I had to admit, my cock, although hidden by trousers, was causing a rather large bulge in the front of those wet pants. I quickly, if not impatiently grabbed the towel away to do it myself.

And then George happened to return downstairs to find his daughter on her knees, eye level with my midsection...he didn't seem terribly upset, only somewhat embarrassed as he made his excuses for having to go to the office. Jenny ran upstairs, I guess to find another pair of slacks for me to wear.

Knowing where the bathroom was, having used it earlier, I went in and shut the door. I quickly removed my wet clothes, my shirt was also wet, as was my underwear.
Damn...there goes my dinner plans for this evening ! I thought. I was standing with my back to the door, completely naked, when the door opened and there stood Jenny holding a clean pair of her fathers pants...her mouth fell open...

" Didn't your father teach you to KNOCK first before entering a room ? "

Jenny didn't seem embarrassed at all. In fact, you could say...she brazenly let her big blue eyes travel over my exposed body from head to toe....before she apologized.

" I'm so sorry to intrude, Mr. Meyers, really I am !" she said smiling.

Ignoring her smirk, I grabbed the pants before slamming the door shut. I don't know if she is trying to get her father fired, I thought to myself, but he needs to give her a good spanking ! No ...she looks a little to old for that...maybe I should do it myself. The only problem is...she would probably like it, the little spoiled brat !!!
 
I stood there, angry having the door slammed in my face, how dare he talk to me like that. Just because he was dad’s boss didn’t give him any right to yell at me like that. And for what, just because I didn’t knock, I thought, or was it because I saw him naked. He sure was fine for someone his age, so what if I looked, wasn’t like I hadn’t ever seen a man naked before. Well, maybe not a man, but I’d seen plenty of the boys running around almost naked when Pam and I snuck in the boys shower room.

I went up to my room carrying my bag, still brewing over the way he had treated me. I stripped down to my bra and panties, putting on my robe and pulled my new clothes from the bag, laying them out across the bed and tried to figure out which to try on first. The more I thought about it though, the way he had spoken and yelled at me the angrier I grew till finally I couldn’t stand it. Tying my robe around me, I marched back downstairs just when he was coming into the kitchen.

Purposely I knocked against the wall going to the kitchen, getting his attention real quick with a smirk on my face when I looked at him.

“Well, just knocking, didn’t want you surprised when I came in here either, just in case you hadn’t zipped your pants or something like that. And don’t feel too bad, it’s not like I haven’t seen naked guys before, you ain’t nothing special you know.”

There, let Dad’s grouchy boss deal with that, wasn’t like he was gonna fire dad or anything.
 
Who in the hell did she think she was talking too, in that tone of voice ? I thought to myself. And WHY should this little BRAT be ANGRY ? It wasn't her thousand dollar suit that was ruined, was it ? When the truth of the matter was...I wouldn't be HERE if her father wasn't so damned incompetent, not to mention that he had never bothered to teach his daughter any respect or manners. Yeah, maybe all of her little boyfriends and her daddy were wrapped around her finger... but I for sure, wasn't.

It was almost like Jenny was challenging me...that defiant smirk on her face. I wanted nothing more than to put her across my knee, push up the robe and pull down her panties { if she was wearing any } and smack that tight ass she liked to show off so much, to hear her beg and plead for forgiveness....by the time I was done with little Miss Jenny, not only wouldn't she be able to sit down for a week, but she would be saying " Yes Sir- No Sir....

We both glared at each other. I tried to control my anger, but it was no use...

" You little ungrateful bitch " I snarled, moving with lightening speed, before she even had a chance to resist, I was upon her... I picked her up in my arms, took a step backwards to sit down in the chair, with her stiff body across my lap, I yanked up her robe...to expose those firm, round butte cheeks...

Jenny turned a shocked face to look up at mine. I had never seen blue eyes so big , and so filled with total disbelief...

" You wouldn't dare ! " she said, in an almost taunting kind of voice.

I actually smiled before I ripped her tiny thong down below her cheeks...you couldn't see nothing but a blur, as I brought my hand down on her ass...{ SLAP }

I couldn't say she didn't deserve it...
 
“OUCH!!”

I yelled, the stinging slap of his hand still ringing in my ear, my hands go back to cover my ass. How dare he, pulling me over his lap, pulling up my robe, god even my own father had never down this to me before. Talk about embarrassing, ripping off my thong like that, exposed like this with this, this stranger, boss or no boss he had no right!

“Let go of me you son of a bitch!”

My wrists were quickly grabbed tightly by one of his strong hands, holding my arms up and away, with several more hard slaps to my rosy ass.

“OOOOOUUUUUCCCCHHHHH!!!! THAT HURTS YOU MOTHER"

SMACK SMACK SMACK

I was in tears, my ass was now burning, turning a pretty cherry color, even my pussy was tingling and my nipples were getting hard.

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry”

I sniffed, relieved he had stopped at least for a minute.
 
" Okay, okay, I'm sorry !"

For some reason, I doubted that. " You don't sound very sincere. What are you sorry for, teasing a grown man ? Showing off your body to your daddy's boss ?" Again, I brought my hand down on her bare bottom, one more for good measure.

" OH GOD....please no more...I said I was SORRY !" she cried, struggling in my lap, trying to get away.

I wasn't about to let this spoiled brat get off so easy. I had her under my control, rather helpless, half naked...but not quite begging for mercy...yet. I must say, I was enjoying her hopeless struggle...but Jenny still needed to learn just WHO was in charge here !

" Someone needs to show you proper respect...to teach you some manners." I instructed.
{ SLAP ! }
Jenny suddenly twisted with all her might, falling off my lap, to end up on the floor at my feet. She was lying on her back, her robe open, her chest heaving, the panties pulled down below her knees...I caught a glimpse of the little triangle between her legs, before she closed them...

" HOW DARE YOU...no one has ever treated me like that !!!" she glared up at me, defiance in her eyes....

What a little spitfire, I thought, this is going to be harder than I had imagined ! But, this wasn't no school boy, she was dealing with....
 
There was fire in my eyes when I picked myself off the floor, turned with my back to him and pulled up my panties. I was rubbing my ass, damn it hurt, but why I was so wet was really puzzling. I couldn’t believe the nerve of him. I didn’t care boss or no boss, there was no excuse for his behavior. I pulled my robe tight, chewing on my bottom lip as I stared at him.

“Did you forget I have a father who HAS taught me how to behave and manners and HE NEVER had to spank my ASS to do it either!”

Throwing my head up and brushing past him, picked up my cell phone that was lying on the table next to the couch and then headed for the front door.

“You just wait until I tell my father what you did, I don’t care if you’re his boss or not, he’ll see that you pay for this.”

My hand went to the door and I turned back staring at him, and if looks could kill, he was one dead mother fucker.

“And now, I’m glad I ruined your suit, you can just get the hell out of here dressed like that NOW, or I’ll be dialing this phone sooner than you can….”
 
I listened to Jenny's tirade, and her threats to tell her father. I did not like being threatened by anybody...much less a girl barely out of high school, who was nothing more than a cock teasing, spoiled brat !

" Go ahead and tell your father...and while your at it, explain to him that YOU...are the reason he lost his six fiqure job."

Jenny glared at me with those angry eyes, breathing heavily.

" And not only that...I can make it very difficult for your father to find another job, if you know what I mean ?" I said , responding with threats of my own.

I waited for Jenny to say something, but she remained silent.

" I will except your apology...as long as you are on your knees..." I announced," and you do what you are told from now on."
 
I glared at him, eyes full of anger and searched his pretty much able to see that he really meant what he was saying. God, my father would kill me if he found out what happened and I made him lose his job.

I hadn’t realized it, but I had already closed the door and was leaning back against it with my fingers clenched in fists. I took a couple deep breaths and forced myself to walk over to him and knelt down.

“I’m sorry, I acted like a spoiled brat and I apologize for ruining your pants. Please I don‘t want my dad to loose his job.”

I looked up at him, although sincere, I sure didn’t want my father losing his job, I wasn’t at all happy at the change in the situation.
 
Jenny's apology seemed sincere, although I detected a certain amount of reluctance on her part. I looked down at her, on her knees before me, her pretty blue eyes ALMOST pleading...

" Well Jenny...I plan to see just how sorry you really are." my voice was calm, yet firm. " And just how well you listen. "

I took a seat on the sofa, nearby. Jenny remained on her knees, waiting.

" Without getting up, I want you to bring me your cell phone." I ordered her. Jenny gave me a nasty look, but nevertheless obeyed, handing me the phone.

I immediately dailed the office and told my secretary I needed to talk to George when he arrived to pick up the papers. She told me that he had just walked through the door, moments ago, and when he got on the line, I instructed him of a change in plans, that he was to finish at the office, and I would drop by later to help. With that taking care of, I turned my attention back to young Jenny....

" Your father can thank me later, for the favor I'm about to do for him.' I laughed. " As far as YOU are concerned...well, if you want to be treated like a woman, then YOU must dress like one..."

Jenny looked rather confused, so I spelled it out for her.

" I like woman that dress to please...in other words, stockings and heels would be nice...so go upstairs and find something to surprise me ! Oh...and when you return...please adress me as SIR from now on. It is very important to show proper respect !"
 
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Proper respect my ass, screamed inside my head, but I bit my tongue, right now I was in no position to lash out at him like that. Now that he had managed to make sure we were alone until God knows when and putting my dad’s job on my head, what choice did I have. After getting up off my knees, really wanting to rub them but I didn’t, I went straight upstairs.

Dress like a woman, stocking and heels, I wasn’t even sure if I had any, much less something that would suit what he probably wanted. After going thru my closet, I was just about giggling visualizing some of the things I could have put on. None of it would work I finally decided, all of it much too revealing, even the skirts barely covered my ass. I decided to go check out my mom’s room, dad still hadn’t gotten rid of her things, even though she’d been gone for years. Well, at least I didn’t have to worry about getting in trouble wearing her things, Mr. Meyers had just made that possible.

After about thirty minutes I walked out of the room wearing a pale pink dress that buttoned from the collar to the waist where it met the matching belt. Underneath I was wearing my white bra and panties, with the white garter belt, hose and matching heels from my moms room. I had combed out my hair, touched up my face and dabbed some perfume on.

“Well ah, Sir, does this meet with your approval?”

I almost chocked on the Sir, but managed to have myself standing in front of him, doing my best to hold my temper in check.
 
I sat on the couch, while I waited, changing the channels on the TV, but I really wasn't interested in any of the programs that were on today, besides I never watched much TV anyway...their were better ways too spend one's time. Bored, I got up to fix my own drink, helping myself to my employees whiskey.

I sat back down, not wanting to stand up wearing these ill fitting pant's...they were much to small for me. I glanced at the clock...damn, what was taking her so long ? It wasn't the first time, I had to wait on a female...

"Well ah, sir...does this meet with your approvel ?"

I looked up at her...almost spilling my drink ! My God...what a vison of beauty !!! It was amazing...Jenny no longer looked like a young girl...instead, she seemed rather sophisticated...downright sexy...an alluring woman, indeed !!! With just the perfect amount of makeup, and her hair done up...she looked sensational !
I cleared my throat..." Now turn around !"
She did as I she was told, if not reluctantly...turning her back to me, hands on her hips. The dress fit her perfectly...showing off her fine ass and legs, clad in white stockings and heels. It made me wonder what she wore underneath.
" Come, sit next to me." I ordered.
Jenny sat down, crossing her long legs. She appeared to be somewhat uncomfortable, so I offered to fix her a drink, to help relax her. I got up and quickly made her one, handing it to her as I sat down again. Jenny took a sip,her eyes looking at me over the rim of the glass...

"You look good in that dress Jenny, but I think you would look better if you unbuttoned it a bit. Don't be afraid to show off your assets !"
 
Okay, now what was he up to, compliments, drinks, sitting here by him, almost being nice it seemed. Maybe this wasn’t gonna be to awfully bad, I had done what he asked. Now maybe once we finished the drinks, he would go and this whole thing would be over. Then came the comment about unbuttoning my dress, I should have known!

“Thank you, but isn’t showing my assets off exactly what got me into this mess?”

The words were out of my mouth before I knew it and when I saw the expression on his face, I remembered what he had told me before.

“Sir”

I finished, although a little late, but hey this was all new, and I don’t think I ever called anyone Sir, unless I meant it sarcastically that is. It was then I realized he hadn’t asked me to unbutton my blouse, more like he was telling me to. I looked up at him and saw that he was pretty much waiting for me to listen to him. I sighed, forcing a small smile and raised my shaky hand to the first button, pushing it through the hole, doing the same with the next two.

“Is that better, Sir?”

I turned towards him some so that he could see that with the blouse now opened like this, much of my cleavage was there for his viewing. In fact either it was starting to get really hot in here or I was blushing because I was feeling extremely warm, even my hands felt clammy and were still trembling when I took another sip of my drink.
 
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