"Sign here please," he asked her, pointing to where she needed to write her signature to secure the lease. When she got to the door, she stopped and turned to look back into the room which was to become her own personal office. "Molly Malone glanced around at the rather plain surroundings before opening her purse and taking out a typed note. Well, takes all sorts,' as Betty Brewster knew far too well."I hope you can," she nodded, "I'd like to place an advert in the next issue of your adult newspaper? The receptionist took it and put on her wing-framed spectacles to read it. Since she had started working here many years ago, she had seen practically everything there ever was or would be in regards to human sexual behaviour. Thirty-two Winchester Road sat just off the main bypass heading into the West End of London where small businesses and retailers of all shapes and sizes went about their trade.Today was the 20th of November and a steady drizzle fell from leaden skies as the huddled masses of the grand old city went about their daily routines. Mrs Brewster looked up from the faded glossy magazine she was reading as the door opened and the bell above it rang.I hope you will find the job rewarding both personally as well as financially. For all she knew, this quiet studious looking man could be out every night shagging the local ladies until the cows come home. Margaret looked at him over the rim of her gently steaming mug."The spanking thing? It was like squeezing the juice out of a lemon."Where do you want me, Timothy?I think you'll be making more than you earned in your last job all being well. But she somehow doubted that judging by the way he fidgeted in his seat avoiding her gaze. " she asked him suddenly in a hushed sexy voice, "I can feel my poor little arse just asking to be spanked already."Margaret smiled to herself as she watched his Adam's apple bobbing up and down like a cork cast adrift in a stormy sea.
Today was a day to wash behind the ears and in all those other places your mother never mentioned in polite company. When he had first opened the newspaper and saw THAT advert his heart had fallen down to his boots and rebounded back up again in a fit of extreme excitement. A place where ladies bottoms were for hire at the right price. He was still amazed he managed to say anything at all when the lady from the Agency had answered the phone. She glanced over her shoulder and smiled at the panting dog look on his flushed face. "It had been so long since she'd been spanked that she had nearly forgotten the sheer electric thrill of it as she shuffled across his lap as he sat on his worn leather sofa licking his lips as he watched her fat bottom wriggling under his nose."Crikey, Margaret," he gasped as she let him pull and tug her knickers this way and that, "You have an absolutely splendid rear bumper."She humped her hips up and down feeling his swelling tumescence growing in his trousers underneath her teasing gyrations.
Around her, the hubbub of London traffic honked and beeped as she stood there in the pouring rain. This had been her dream for a long time and now it was about to happen. Molly was pretty sure that all ten would be good to go as they had all been vetted and recommended by her contacts in the business.
She was her own Boss and real people would be working for her. There was, after all, only one absolute requirement as regards their qualification for the job.
Doing something like this kills two birds with one stone; satisfy my love of spanking and to help kick start my sex life."Molly sat back in her chair and picked up her application form."Well, Mrs Jackson, that was exactly what I wanted to hear. ' All things considered, sat here in his kitchen, events had turned out just fine in the end as she felt the ice slowly beginning to melt between them at last."Oh, an absolute honour and privilege to be sure," he grinned as he raised his coffee mug to gently tap hers, "And do please call me Timothy or Tim.
You come across as sensible, level-headed, and confident in your sexuality. The last thing I want is for our session to feel so formal. " She put down her mug and held out her hand for him to shake across the table.
I used to day dream about getting a spanking all the time and it got worse as I got older. Mum and dad would drag me to church on a Sunday and I'd be sat there in the pews with a stinging bottom while everyone sang Cumbhiyah." Both women laughed at her little adventures, "So, as you can tell, spanking has always been a thing and something I really like to do and enjoy.""I noticed you ticked the extra services box. " asked Molly as she looked through Mrs Jackson's details. Despite the efforts of my friends to set me up with God knows how many blind dates, I'm not really that interested in dating anyone right now.
I have enough on my plate with bringing up two teenage girls.
You're the kind of woman I'm looking for here at the Agency. But she had imagined far worse when in the taxi ride over. Only my students call me by my surname."She nodded. He took it and shook it dramatically, "Deal."Margaret finished off her coffee and put the mug on the table.
I very much look forward to getting to know you better, Margaret. Those everythings.' She shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. Actually, I used to work in a bank until I got paid off a month ago," she told him as his eye brows danced around on his forehead. "Oh my," he gasped, "And now you work for this Agency. That really is quite the career change."She raised her mug to him, "And this is my first day on the job and you're my first client, Mr Swails. "Maybe it was the coffee but she could feel herself warming to her new occupation rather nicely. All sorts of weird thoughts had gone through her head as she wondered what her first customer would be like. The clock was ticking and she needed to get a move on. You could do a whole lot of things in two hours and the thought of doing those things made her itchy pussy begin to lubricate herself.
A quick double squirt of spray under each armpit and down the underpants put the finishing touches to his cleansing. A little taste of that would be just the ticket once her spanking was done.
Her head was down as she closed her eyes letting the shivery waves of anticipation flood through her body.