I'm sitting at the dining table, which doubles as my home office during the day, reading my morning emails and getting ready for the manager's briefing due in a few minutes.
I hear the soft pad of your footsteps and turn, smiling, to see you emerge wearing nothing but one of my T-shirts, which falls down to the tops of your thighs, your luscious legs remaining bare.
You saunter over to stand beside me and I smile reaching to slide a hand up the back of your thigh and cup your scrumptious rump. "Morning gorgeous" I say.
You purr and run your fingers through my hair, bending down to kiss me. Then you move to take a seat on the chair at the edge of the table and look at me meaningfully.
"I'm horny." You declare.
I chuckle "You're always horny Beautiful."
You smile but lean forward, drawing one hand up your thigh. "Yea but I'm really horny."
I smile. "Why don't you go back upstairs and play then."
"But I'm horny for you Daddy." You say, biting your lip a bit, knowing you're supposed to ask permission to use the name.
I raise my eyebows, but seeing the twinkle in your eye, I don't rise to the bait.
"Not now Beautiful. I've got the managers call in a minute." I glance down at the emails, there's nothing particularly urgent. "After that I can take a little break."
"But I want you now Daddy." You protest, frowning, running your hands up your thighs and spreading your legs.
"Patience Beautiful." I say with a grin, knowing full well you don't have a patient bone in your body.
I open the diary link to the call and log on.
"Morning" I say to the three or for colleagues who are already there and wait as the rest start to pop in. We're on video so can see each other looking either bored, bleary or in my case mildly amused.
My boss starts the call and updates on what was discussed at the directorate management group earlier.
You sit across form me pouting. Then you grin micheviously and start lifting up the top, slowly, sexy and seductively.
I look over and very lightly bite the inside of my lip as your beautiful body starts to be revealed. You cup the bottom of your firm perky breasts and caress them enticingly.
I fix you a stern glare. And you just grin and slide your hands up to stroke your tits more boldly.
I shake my head almost imperceptibly sighing with a bit of exasperation as you lick your lips barely able to suppress a giggle, then lift the top over your head and toss it onto the kitchen counter.
I hear my name and then return my focus to the call, unmuting and start reeling off the update for my team.
You sit there, naked, stretching theatrically and then cup your breasts again and give your nipples a little pinch.
I manage to restrain myself from looking at you directly and maintain my attention on the screen as I continue my update.
You pout again and lean forward reaching out to stroke my hand which is out of shot, navigating my mouse as I bring up some figures to report on. I glance up and give you a look. You grin again and then give my pen a little knock, sending it rolling onto the floor.
"Oops" you mouth, and stand up, then turning to face away from me you bend down, keeping your legs straight and wiggle your bottom offering me an unrestricted view of your pretty pink pussy as you reach down to pick up he pen.
You're within touching distance and you stay bent over in the hope I might reach out and touch you.
I do my best to ignore the delightful display and complete my update, answering a couple of questions that come back in response.
You stand back up and put the pen down sharply on the desk giving me an impatient frown.
Then grinning you move your chair aside and kneel, crouching for a moment, stroking your pussy and caressing your breast, grinning cheekily before you crawl beneath the table.
Fortunately someone else is speaking as you arrive between my legs, stroking your hands up my shins, then round, back down my calves then up again and along my thighs.
I glance down, seeing your gorgeous captivating deep blue eyes staring up at me, glinting with mischief and excitement. I do my best to give you a stern look but can't quite stop my eyes from smiling. Then turn my attention back to the screen.
Seeing me look away you pout and redouble your efforts at distraction, running your fingers over my crotch, grinning as my bulge swells. Slowly and determinedly, you start to unbutton my jeans. Once open, you strike the soft cotton of my boxers lightly carassing my prick at first, then gripping it harder as it stiffens.
I'm called to speak and start giving my response. You smile wickedly and start to extract my cock from my shorts. I do my best to keep my voice level as you take it in your hand and raise yourself up on your knees to start kissing the tip, slowly and sensually running your tongue round the glans.
"So yes, it's Beautifuln hard, and getting harder but we're rising to the occasion." I conclude, muting my microphone gratefully as you cup my balls and start running your tongue down my shaft. I look down at you shaking my head almost imperceptibly as you slowly, sexily lap your way back to the top of my prick and then take my cock head into the your mouth.
I can't help but let out a slight gasp and scan the screen nervously to see if anyone seems to have noticed. Fortunately a tedious looking spreadsheet has Beautifuln shared for our perusal and so my expression goes unnoticed.
"When this call's over, you are in so much trouble Beautiful." I growl, trying to keep the edge of playfulness from my voice.
Your eyes twinkle with delight and you suck me down. Putting all your concentration into bobbing up and down, worshiping my cock with your mouth.
I sit back, sighing and let one had slip below the desk to stroke you hair. You purr round my prick and take me deeper moaning with pleasure as I start to apply a bit of pressure.
I grip your hair, guiding you up and down as the spreadsheet dissappears and I get asked a question. I have absolutely no clue what the figures were I was supposed to be commenting on so I blag a response trotting out some glib phrases and perfunctory shite that seems to satisfy my boss.
I mute the microphone again and shove you down until you gag, holding you there for a second before letting you up, tightening my grip on your hair and pushing you down again.
One of the other managers is waffling and there's lots of supressed eye rolling going on so I risk closing my eyes as I shove you down and hold you at your limit before releasing you and groaning a little as your drool runs down my cock. You gasp for breath and look up at me, Iicking your lips before taking me back into your mouth and bobbing up and down furiously devouring my prick with all the enthusiasm you can muster.
The waffling manager waffles on torturously, unnecessarily delaying the end of the call and I gulp as you swallow me right down, gently squeezing my balls. I bite my lip a little which only serves to enthuse you and I gasp as you slurp around my head, gently brushing it with your teeth, swallow me down again as far as you can go then come back up gripping my shaft with your hand and rubbing hard as you feverishly flick the tip of my prick with your tongue.
I grit my teeth. This meeting is clearly not going to end soon enough and I do my try to keep my face as unexpressive as as possible as I fill your mouth with my cum.
You moan with pleasure, holding my seed in my mouth, eyes looking up at me lovingly before you swallow it down and then slurp on my cock hungrily to draw in the last few drops.
Finally the call ends and I sign off as hastily as I can. I close down the window and shut the lid of my laptop then grab your hair and sliding my chair back I pull you out from under the table.
"You naughty, mischievous horny little minx. Are you trying to get me fired?" I ask, exasperated, my voice sharp and stern.
You grin up at me. "Don't tell me you didn't like it Daddy. " You riposte, licking your lips salaciously.
I shake my head sitting back down on the chair. "Get up here. Get your sexy little arse over my knee. I'm gong to spank the living daylights out of you." I growl.
You smile delightedly and hop to your feet, strutting round to lay yourself over me, wiggling your gorgeous peachy bottom invitingly.
"That call lasted 26 minutes. 26 minutes of wanton distraction. So thst's 26 good hard spanks I'm going to be landing on this beautiful behind." I inform you.
"Mmmm thank you Daddy. I need to be taught a lesson. Spank me good and hard Daddy." you entreat exitedly.
I stroke your luscious backside reverentially, delighting in the feel of your buttocks beneath my hand. As I draw my hand back, you moan sensually in anticipation, then yelp as I bring my hand firmly back down.
"One. Thank you Daddy." You say eagerly, your voice bright and playful. I draw my hand back and spank your buttock again.
"Two. Mmm yes, thank you Daddy." You gasp as the blow lands almost twice as hard.
I spank you again. "Three. Thank you Daddy. Mmmm." You moan as my fingers slide down to brush your noticeably moist pussy.
I run my fingers over it teasingly and then draw my hand back and start spanking you repeatedly.
"Four, five six. Thank you Daddy." You count, the pitch of your voice rising as each blow lands harder then before.
I stroke your sex again finding it wetter than before and run my finger down the dewy groove between your lips. "Mmm please Daddy." You whimper, trying to push your bottom up towards, my fingers.
I move my hand back and rain several heavy whacks upon your buttocks.
"Seven, eight, nine, ten. Ooo Daddy." You gasp as I pause the strikes and run my fingers down to caress your clit, eeking it from its hood and rolling my fingers around. I pleasure you for half a minute or so enjoying the way you sqirm, watching you lift of your feet, bending your leg reflexively.
I move my hand pushing your foot out of the way and flex by fingers a little before slapping your buttocks hard.
"Mmmm, eleven, twelve, thirteen. Oh Thank you Daddy." You gasp as I curl a finger up inside your pussy and start working it in and out.
My other hand strokes your hair and you hum with pleasure, pressing yourself into my touch both above and below.
"You know I've Beautifuln going easy so far." I tell you as I slip my finger out and draw back my hand back before bringing it down a good deal harder than any of the blows before.
"Uungh yes, fourteen Daddy" You explain, counting out the next three blows lustily and crying out with delight as I thrust two digits into your juicy cunt and start driving them in and out. "Mmm nng Daddy!" you whimper, as I finger fuck you hard.
I slide them out and you moan plaintivey, then cry out as I wallop your arse with as much force as I can muster.
"Eighteen, nineteen.oh fuck Daddy! .. Twenty. Ow it hurts Daddy... Mmmm oh Daadddy!" You wail as I work three fingers, into your sodden slit and pump them in and out vigorously, reaching under you with my other hand to grasp and pinch your perky pink little nipple.
I thrust my fingers, in and out and your moans grow louder. "Uungh Daddy.. Daddy, please can I cum Daddy?" You beg.
"No you fucking well cannot." I reply curtly, twisting your nipple hars and pulling my fingers out to spank you again.
I belt your bottom like there's no tomorrow and you cry out in anguished ectstacy, tears, running down your face as you count out the blows." Twenty one, twenty two. Ooooh Fuuuuck, Twenty three. Oh Thank you Daddy. Twenty Four. Please Daddy. Ooowww. Twenty five Daddy. Nnngh oh, Fuck twenty sex. Daddy! Twenty seven. I thought... Aaagh twenty eight, oh fuck twenty nine, thirty! Daaaddddy please!"
You look over at me eyes full of desperation I continue to rain down the blows ignoring my previously stated limit, crushing your nipple between my forefinger and thumb.
Your buttocks are red raw, rosily showing the inprint of my hand laid at different angles from the scattered blows. I ram my fingers back into your soaking hole and drive you to the edge again.
"Pleeeaaase!" You implore.
I just smile and start spanking your arse again. Landing two huge blows, on your buttocks, then start viciously spanking your cunt.
"Aaaahhh Daaadddyy!" You cry
"Have you learned your lesson yet?"
"Yes Daddy. Sorry Daddy, I won't distract you in a meeting Daddy." You whimper as I land a massive whack on your tender little twat.
I lift you up and stand myself, guiding you to the table, bending you down over my computer and driving my reinvigorated member between your swollen lips. I grip you by the back of your neck and pound myself in and out of your pussy.
"Mmmm yesss! Fuck me Daddy." You cry.
I don't need telling, and slam my cock as deep as I can inside you banging you up against the table. You reach out, and grasp the sides, pushing yourself back into me.
"Uuuunnh! Please Daddy! Please, please, please, please, pleaasse!" You beg.
Lucky for you, the combination of the spanking, the tightness of your pussy and the feeling of your juices practically pouring out of you have me near realease, so I relent.
'"Yes Beautiful." I say "Mmmmm Yes." I groan as I feel myself start to unload. I hold myself inside just long enough to be sure you are all the way there and as you shudder and scream my name I pull out, showering your rosy red buttocks with my cum.
I slip my cock back in for a few more strokes and then collapse back on to the chair panting, suddenly realising just how much my hand smarts.
I look at you smiling, loving the sight of your rosy cum splattered behind.
You lay on the table, whimpering, cum running down your thighs. You reach behind you, scooping some out of your pussy and moan with satisfaction as you slide your fingers into your mouth, slurping off our mingled juices.
"Come here Beautiful. Come and have a cuddle." I say.
You linger, making sure you've wiped up all the cum then scamper over to sit on my lap.
I gather you in my arms and kiss you tenderly, looking into your eyes with complete and utter adoration.
I smile to myself as a thought occurs to me. Next meeting, I'll be telling you to to get under the table.
