"What's wrong?" I wondered. "I know I can do this job and be a great salesman. I know the product line, I know how to sell, and I have a good personality for it. In fact, I have done really well at times. But I know, and everybody else in the office knows, that my figures over the last three months stink. Why? As soon as I get things going, I lose steam. I don't know. Maybe it's the bachelor life. Maybe I'm burning the candle at both ends too much. I don't know. But I'm getting worried. I've got to do something. I absolutely have to do something."

My heart jumped when she called from my doorway. "Robert!"

"Yeah!" I answered quickly; trying to get my thoughts focused on her.

"I would like to meet with you in my office at seven o'clock tonight," she announced.

"At seven tonight? I was gonna go to The Front Row with a few guys and watch the Packers game." I knew that sounded lame as soon as I said it.

"Cancel it," she said firmly. "I'll see you then, okay?" She didn't elaborate at all.

"Sure. See you then." What else could I have said?

Now I was nervous. She had never done that before.

Robin was a really good boss. She came with the company a little over a year ago and gave it the direction it needed. The leadership here before looked like it was going through all the right motions, but it just didn't show results. When Robin came in, things changed. She exuded a personality that commands respect. She worked very well with people, dressed sharply, and knew how to get things done.

I was thinking so much about that meeting that I didn't get much done the rest of the day. I had never seen her be quite that assertive on a one to one basis before.

When 5:00 arrived, others in the office began filing out to go home. I felt like a kid staying after school. By 6:00, the office was quiet. Robin was working in her office, and no one else was around. I kept fiddling around, shuffling papers, which made the next hour feel like three hours.

Finally, when I looked at my watch for what must have been the twentieth time, it was 7:00. The place had been quiet as a tomb for the last hour. I left my office and walked to Robin's. She was seated behind her desk, studying some papers. Robin was a strikingly beautiful blonde, with bluish-green eyes that were devastating. Her hair came down in the kind of waves that I like, to her shoulders. She might look to some at first like an easy conquest, but I knew better. She was very smart and quite sharp. I looked to see what kind of expression she had, and she reminded me of an athlete with a "game face" on. This was all business. She looked up from the papers, directly to my eyes. I liked looking into her eyes.

"Come in, Robert," she directed.

"Sure," I said, as I walked toward her desk.

"Let's go over to the table," she said, looking over toward a small conference table with four armless chairs around it. As she stood holding the papers and walked over to the table, I checked her out. Boy, did she look good. She was a little taller than I am, which must put her at about 5' 10". She was wearing a navy blue skirted suit, which came to a little below mid-thigh. Most managers wouldn't wear a skirt that short, but with her legs, she could definitely get away with it. She had on a white blouse that was filled out deliciously, with an attractive gold colored necklace with matching earrings. As my eyes wandered down, I enjoyed the sight of firm, well-shaped calves encased in sheer black stockings and those 4" black patent leather heels. I watched her walk to the table. She thought I was being polite to let her go first, but I wanted to watch her tantalizing wiggle. Oh, that looked so nice! As she sat, her skirt rode up just a little, and I caught myself staring at her gorgeous thighs. After I sat down, she handed me the papers she had been holding. It was my sales figures for the whole year, broken down by monthly performance. My mind had to get back to business. "I want you to look at this," she said, "and tell me what you think of it." It was worse than I thought. My figures had been going down every month for the whole year.

"Well, it's not really that good, I guess," I muttered, trying to come up with something to say.

"It stinks, Robert," she said. She was good at getting right to the point. "You're smart, and you've got a lot of talent in sales. Your figures ought to be triple this amount. Now you and I have talked about this before, haven't we?"

"Well, yeah," we have, I responded. My mind went back to the no-nonsense lectures she had given me several times before. I hated those lectures.

"Robert, look at me," she said. I looked right into those beautiful eyes, but now they were piercing. Her stern tone of voice was making me nervous, as it always did. "Every time that you and I have had a heart to heart talk about your poor performance, you have done a lot better for a while, and then you slack off again," she said. I knew that was right. She continued, "So I know that you respond to motivation, but I'm just not going to keep this up any longer." That made a chill run through me.

"What do you mean?" I asked. My voice had a noticeable quivering to it. Was she firing me?

"You've got one more chance," she said. "Tonight I am going to motivate you in a way that will sear it into your memory. Then, if you ever perform this poorly again, I will fire you. Do you understand me?"

"Yeah, I think so," I managed to say. "But motivate me how?"

"Look at me again, Robert," she commanded. I looked at her with fear in my eyes. There was absolutely none in hers. "I am going to take you over my knee, Robert, and I am going to spank you." My eyes got wide, and my heart started pounding. She continued, "I am going to spank you on your bare bottom. I am going to keep spanking you until I think that you really have the message this time. You will take every stroke of it, and your performance will improve dramatically starting immediately. If it drops, I will fire you. Do you understand me?"

I was absolutely dumbstruck and petrified. "But you can't spank an adult. That's not legal, is it? Isn't that sexual harassment or something?" I was desperate.

"Robert, your figures are so bad, and after so many talks we've had about it, that I would be completely justified in firing you right now. No one would question it or blame me in the slightest. Go ahead and sue me, if you really want to - if you want the things that I am going to do to you to be in the public record! I'm giving you one more chance to save your job. As they say, it's my way or the highway. It's up to you. Take your time. You have five seconds to decide."

"Five seconds!" I protested. "You…"

"One"

"...can't do that.."

"Two"

"But Robin..."

"Three"

"No!"

"Four"

"OKAY!"

"Okay what?"

"Okay, I'll take the spanking."

"Robert, from now on you will address me as 'ma'am'," she said calmly and with purpose and with no smile. What was your decision again?"

I didn't want to be humiliated like that, but I had absolutely no choice.

"Okay, I'll take the spanking, ma'am," I managed to say.

"Excellent decision," she said. She stood and moved the chair to an open area between the table and her desk. She removed her suit jacket and carefully hung it on the back of the chair. As she rolled her shoulders back to take off the jacket, I admired the fullness or her breasts pressing tightly against her white long sleeved blouse. Oh, she looked so good! She stood in front of the chair but did not sit down. "Come around over here, Robert," she directed, pointing to a place to her right.

"Okay," I agreed. She stared at me with that no nonsense expression.

"Yes, ma'am," I added quickly, as I moved.

"Kneel down," she directed.

"NOW, Robert, if you want your job." She was dead serious.

"Yes, ma'am," I said, as I kneeled immediately to her right.

I really couldn't believe what I saw next. She reached with both hands to hem of her miniskirt and began to raise it, slowly. I had already been enjoying the view of her calves and her overall beauty, but this was incredible. She was watching me now, as I stared unabashedly from this very close viewpoint. Her lovely stockinged thighs gradually came into view, then the tops of her stockings, followed by her garter belt, shapely bare thighs, and skimpy, black lacy panties. What a wondrous sight! Instantly, I had a raging erection, and it was showing through my pants! I was aware of my heart pounding, from both fear and horniness at the same time. She sat erectly, keeping her knees together and her feet together.

"Stand up, Robert," she ordered. I stood, and I knew the bulge in my pants had to be obvious.

"Stand still," she commanded. I did. She reached up to my belt and unbuckled it. Next, she unbuttoned the button at the top of my pants and then slowly slid my zipper down. My pants fell to the floor. She stared at the bulge in my briefs, which pointed down and to the side, as she reached for the waistband. While she pulled outward on the waistband with her left hand, she reached inside my underwear with her right hand and adjusted my cock so that it pointed straight up! Her hand felt so good! Then she placed her thumbs into my waistband and proceeded to lower my briefs slowly, sliding her thumbs against my body from front to back, lowering a little, and back and forth again. Although her look was somber, I knew that she was enjoying seeing my swollen cock come into view a little at a time. Finally everything was exposed, and she adjusted my briefs to mid-thigh.

"Very nice, Robert," she said, as she kept looking at my straight cock, "but it won't get you out of anything. Get across my lap." I hesitated as I savored that beautiful lap. "Now!" she barked.

I laid my body across her lap and put my hands on the floor. Her stockinged thighs felt so wonderful against my bare pelvis. My weight was pressing my cock against the top of her right thigh. I couldn't believe that this was happening.

"Over a little more," she directed. I obeyed, and now my bottom was more toward the center of her lap. She reached up under me with her left hand, grabbed my cock, guided it down between her thighs, and clamped down. "Let's make sure you're in just the right position," she said, as she slowly adjusted me. My head was down further.

The view was very interesting from there. I was close to her left high heel and curvy calf. As I looked up from this position, I could see the undersides of her parallel thighs. Part was covered with black stockings and stocking tops, with garter belt straps leading upward, and the upper parts of her thighs were deliciously bare. Looking further from this angle, I could see that my toes seemed to be pointing upward toward the floor. I could tell that my bottom was peaked up near the middle of her lap. I felt so vulnerable to her.

She was calm and deliberate and in absolute control. She caressed my bottom gently, and then she let her hand rest on my cheeks as she spoke. "Robert," she said, "I am now going to spank you. I am going to spank you for a long time, and it will hurt a lot. You will know beyond any question that I will never again tolerate slacking off like you have done. Am I making myself clear to you?"

"Oh, yes, ma'am," I replied. Fear ran all through my body.

She slowly caressed my bottom some more, and then waited. I also waited, in this very embarrassing position. This was only going to start when she wanted it to. Then she lifted her hand. "Robert," she said. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! "I don't know what I'm going to do with you." She was spreading the slaps around. She was stronger than I thought. "You get motivated…..WHAP!…and then you slack off. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! I won't have it any more!" WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

"Yes, ma'am," I said.

WHAP! "I am going to keep spanking you, Robert,…WHAP! …until I have decided..WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!……that you… WHAP!…finally have the message….WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! ….Do you…WHAP!… understand me?" WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

"Yes, ma'am, I do," I said. I was feeling a petty good sting all over my cheeks now.

"No, you don't, Robert. WHAP! WHAP!….not yet…WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!…..but you will." Then she laid five hard spanks in the same spot, in the middle of my right cheek. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! I felt that!! Then came five more, in the same spot in the middle of my left cheek. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Every stroke was stinging now, and I started to squirm. This woman was strong! I was aware of my cock moving deliciously against the insides of her thighs. "KEEP STILL, ROBERT!" she yelled, as she clamped her thighs tightly again. "You'll only make it worse for yourself." WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

She stopped spanking, to my relief, but not for long. "Here, let's get you back into the proper position," she said. She took her time adjusting me back into place, with my bottom peaked up. She caressed my warm bottom all over. Boy, did that feel nice! "Let's get your bottom right where I want it. Now put your head down just a little more, so I can get right………here." WHAP! I felt a sharp sting right where my right cheek met my thigh. WHAP! The same thing on the left side! Oh, that was so tender! I was breathing heavily now, just to catch my breath.

She began methodically spanking only those two spots, alternating back and forth. "Robert,….WHAP! WHAP!…don't you EVER …WHAP! WHAP!…slack off again!…WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!…or I will fire you…WHAP! WHAP!…. without question…WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! ….You will….WHAP! WHAP!…OBEY ME!!!…WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

She resumed spanking all over both cheeks. It was raining fire! I was breathing hard and fast and starting to groan. "AAAHHHHOHHHHH! OOOWWWWW!!! UNGHHHHH!!!!" I wanted to squirm, but I didn't dare, so I found myself humping! My rock hard cock was sliding up and down between those beautiful thighs clamped hard together! Her slaps were rhythmic and relentless!!!! My ass was burning deeply all over!!!!

"Hi!" came a woman's voice from the doorway. I died a thousand deaths! I managed to look over there and saw two women! Robin kept her cool, and so did they. I was the only one dying. "We were working late and wanted to see if you wanted to go out for a drink. It looks like you're busy, though. That's all right."

"No, please, come in," Robin said. I'm just giving a salesman some much needed discipline."

Robin, to my utter humiliation, continued with introductions, as I continued to lie across her lap. "Robert, meet Erika, my boss, who is our Regional Manager, and Maureen, who is the company President. Erika, Maureen, this is Robert."

"How are you, Robert?" asked Erika, smiling.

"Well, I guess we can see how you are," said Maureen. My front cheeks were as red as my rear ones, which were flaming.

They were both attractive women. Erika, the Regional Manager, was mid-thirties, with shoulder length beautiful black hair, medium height, slender but curvy build. Maureen, the President, was older and taller, fiftyish, about Robin's height. She was strong looking, slightly heavy, with wavy, short brown hair. Both women wore medium length skirts and 4" heels.

They continued to talk, as I continued to lie across Robin's lap, with a thoroughly stinging bare ass, as though everything were normal. I was humiliated. "Looks like you're doing a nice job on him," said Maureen.

"We could hear the last part of it as we walked up," said Erika. "It sounded like you were really into it. It looks like you're having fun."

"I admit that I am kind of enjoying it," said Robin. "It is fun, really. Would you care to join in?"

"NO!" I thought to myself, not being in any position to object to anything. I looked at Robin with a pleading look, but she ignored it.

Maureen took charge. "Sure, we'd love to," she said. "We can get drinks later." They came in and each took a chair from the conference table and pulled it into the open area and sat down.

"Who would like to go first?" asked Robin.

Maureen said, "Erika, you go first. I'd like to be the last one." I didn't know what that meant yet.

Robin asked, "Erika, what would you like to use on him?"

"What did you use?" Erika asked Robin.

"I used my hand," replied Robin.

"I'd like to use something different," said Erika. "I remember that you used to have an 18-inch ruler. Do you still have it?"

"Sure. I'll get it," said Robin. "Robert, stand up now. While I go get this, you stand there and face Maureen and Erika and keep your hands behind your back.

"Yes, ma'am," I said as I stood, without thinking.

"Yes, ma'am?" asked Maureen. "Boy, you do have him trained. Good job."

I stood there as ordered, blushing very deeply, as the women took in the view of my still erect cock. Having them looking at it was keeping it very hard.

"He's got a nice cock," Erika said, as if I weren't even there.

"Yeah, a good, thick one," said Maureen. "And nice and hard for us."

"Move your hips side to side and waggle it for them," commanded Robin, as she looked for the ruler in her desk. I looked at her in surprise, and I got one of those solemn stares. I waggled and waggled and blushed even more.

"Ooooh, I like that," said Maureen.

"Boy, it looks nice," added Erika.

"Here it is," said Robin. She handed it to me and said, "Robert, give this to Erika." I was even more humiliated to have to hand it to her, but, of course, I did.

Erika stepped right into the role, saying, "Robert, get over here," pointing to her lap. She scooted her skirt up to reveal a nice lap. I assumed the position she wanted, presenting my red bottom very well to her. My cock rested on top of her right thigh. Erika looked at Robin and said, "I love to spank. By the way, what did he do?"

"Tell her, Robert," said Robin. "Tell Erika why you deserve to be spanked."

"I was slacking off on sales," I answered. I was so mortally embarrassed.

Robin added, "His numbers have been going down badly, and everyone else is climbing fast."

"Oh, that does deserve a good spanking," said Erika. "Hold still, bad boy, you've got more coming." She raised up and gave me a loud THWACK! with the ruler. With a brand new spanking, it would have felt medium. Since my bottom was already on fire, it stung deeply. I jumped but kept in position. Both of the other women moved their chairs so they could get a good view.

Erika seemed to enjoy this. She kept moving the spanks around, but most of them were right across the middle of both cheeks. The pain of each stroke was more concentrated than with the hand. I was squirming but still keeping my bottom in a good, vulnerable position for her! I was enjoying grinding my cock into her thigh as I squirmed, which was keeping me hard, but I felt every stroke deeply. "How can we make money…SPANK!…if you keep…SPANK!…loafing?…SPANK! You WILL improve….SPANK!…..and I mean NOW!!!…SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! She continued for somewhere around forty strokes or so. At the end, she caressed my hot bottom with her hand. That was the only part of this that felt good, besides her thighs.

Robin said, "Very nice, Erika. You were really popping him. Robert, you may now stand and walk over to Maureen." I managed to stand, and all the women smiled and checked out my still hard cock, wagging as I hobbled, with my pants at my ankles, toward Maureen.

"Ooohhhh, good, my turn to spank him," she said.

Maureen slid her skirt up. Instead of just telling me to lie over, she used her left hand to grab my cock and pull. "Over here, naughty boy," she said. I went over into good position for her. Since she was a little larger woman than the others and a little bit heavy, her thighs felt nice and full and strong under me. She placed me such that my cock went straight down the outside of her right thigh.

"Nice touch, Maureen," said Robin. Erika was smiling, too. "Would you like me to get you something to spank him with?" she asked.

"Not necessary, " said Maureen. "I have my own." She reached into a large purse and pulled out a large, mean looking, oval wooden hairbrush! No wonder she wanted to go last. No one could take any more after that!

"Nice brush," said Robin. "Bet it packs a wallop!"

"It sure does," answered Maureen. "I've used it on my husband for years. I really like to spank with this." As Erika and Robin brought up their chairs for a good, close view, Maureen caressed and then squeezed my cheeks with her hand. That drove the deep sting deeper! I was dreading another spanking, but my cock was feeling good against her thigh. She began caressing my bottom with the cool back of the hairbrush. "Ah, yes, you're a bad boy who needs his ass warmed. You've had your pants taken down, and you're lying over my knee, right where you belong. Your bare ass is right up here where I can spank it." The women were smiling, and I was totally mortified. She lifted the brush and brought it down with a good SMACK!

I groaned with the first smack. After the second and third smacks, I was kicking and squirming. "HOLD STILL, YOUNG MAN!" Maureen shouted.

"Here, I can help," said Robin. She stood, walked to Maureen's left, raised her skirt, and placed my head between her thighs and clamped down. I could think of worse things than having my head between Robin's thighs! But then she took both of my wrists and leaned forward as she held them tightly in the middle of my back.

"I can help hold him, too," said Erika. She moved toward my feet. She removed my shoes and socks and looked up to Robin and asked, "Is it okay to do this?"

Robin replied, "Sure, help yourself with him. Do whatever you want with him, whatever turns you on!"

"Oh, good. Thanks," said Erika. Then she removed my pants and briefs, spread my legs wide apart, and kneeled between them as she held down both ankles. "This should hold him. Besides, I want a good, close up look at his cock and balls."

All the women smiled. "I don't blame you," said Maureen. "They look good."

Maureen resumed spanking me. She could have killed me with that hairbrush, if she wanted to. But it was obvious to me that she was an experienced spanker. She used an adept flick of the wrist and spread the spanks all over evenly. She spanked me just hard enough and fast enough to keep me squirming, moaning, and breathing heavily, and on the edge of tears, but not beyond that. She knew what she was doing.

The women were enjoying it. As Robin observed the spanks continuing to fall, she said, "Oooohh, good, Maureen. This is a very nice spanking. He'll remember this!"

Erika added, "Look how bright red his whole bottom is! This is one well spanked ass!"

"How's his cock doing?" Robin asked.

Erika stared at it and answered, "Great. It's as big and full as ever! And his balls are up nice and tight."

"His cock feels good moving up and down the outside of my thigh," added Maureen.

After what seemed like ten thousand strokes with that awful hairbrush, the rain of fire finally stopped.

"Get up, Robert, and put your hands on top of your head. Don't you dare rub your ass," commanded Robin. I obeyed, so glad to get up. I was still very erect for the women. I was out of breath, and I knew it would be a long, long time before I would sit again. "I meant everything I said, Robert. This spanking should sear into your memory, as well as your ass, that you had better not EVER slack off again. If you do, you're out. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, ma'am, I do understand you," I said, meaning every word of it.

"Now remove your shirt and undershirt. We want to see you naked." I obeyed. She continued, "Now turn around three times slowly for us, Robert, keeping your hands on your head." Robin directed. "We want to see your whole body, front and rear."

"Yes, ma'am," I said as I obeyed. The women stared at everything.

"Nice body," said Erika.

"Lookin' good," Maureen said.

"Boy, look at that ass," said Erika. "We really did a good job on it."

"And look at that nice, hard cock," added Maureen. "It sticks up so well. The head looks like a nice, shiny helmet.

"And the shaft looks so good and strong," said Erika. It seems a shame to leave him like that." I silently agreed.

"We don't have to," said Robin. "Would you like him to stroke himself for you?" I looked at Robin. That wasn't a way that I had in mind. The solemn stare back. The humiliation still was not over.

"That would be wonderful," said Maureen.

"Ohhhhh, yeahhhhh," said Erika. "I would love to see that!"

"All right, let's bring the chairs over here together," said Robin, as they placed the chairs side by side. "Robert, go get a few tissues from that box and hold onto them." I obeyed. "Let's see, some K-Y would be nice, too," Robin added.

"I have some," said Maureen, as she fished a tube out of that large purse, with a sheepish grin. "Here, Robert." I took it, with more blushing.

"Okay, let's all sit down," said Robin. "Robert, you stand right up here close to the middle chair. We want a good, close up view of you. I want you to lube yourself while we watch, and I want you to stroke yourself for us and cum for us into the tissue."

"Yes, ma'am," I said. There was nothing else to say.

"And if you get one drop of cum on this carpet," added Robin, "you will lick it up, and we will all spank you again." All the women smiled at the thought of that.

"Yes, ma'am," I replied meekly. We all took our positions.

"Okay, Robert, you may proceed for us." I lubed my cock very liberally, and laid the tube on the table. I spread my legs and bent my knees slightly, for good balance. The women seemed to like that. I began to stroke slowly.

"Oh, doesn't he look good," said Maureen.

"I LOVE to see a man stroke himself," said Erika.

"Good boy," Robin said.

"Go, Robert, go," urged Erika.

"Yeah, stroke it," said Robin.

"Oooohhh, yeah, make that hand slide," said Maureen.

"Mmmmmmmm, nice," said Erika

After a couple of minutes of stroking, Robin said, "I have an idea." She moved her chair to my left side, facing me, and sat down. She moved me so that she was clamping my left leg between her thighs. Then she handed me the K-Y. "Lube yourself up again, Robert. This time I'm going to spank you while you jerk off."

"Oh, yeah!" said Maureen. "What a great idea!"

"I can't wait for this!" said Erika.

Robin caressed my ass while I lubed up again. Oh, her hand felt SOOO nice! "Okay, go ahead and start jerking off for us again, Robert," she said.

"Yes, ma'am," I said, as I always said.

After I stroked about 20 times, Robin sharply popped my ass with her hand. WHAP! It hurt, but it was so exciting! She alternated cheeks, keeping her spanks in the fleshy middle of each one, and she slapped hard every time. I remembered again how strong she is. "C'mon, stroke that thing!" she said. WHAP! WHAP!

"Spank him hard, Robin," said Maureen. "I love that sound!"

"Yeah, spank that ass! Ooohhh, listen to that slurping sound getting faster. I love it!" said Erika.

"Work it, Robert, work it," said Maureen.

"Come on, Robert, you're looking good," said Robin. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

I was breathing hard now, and getting closer. I was completely past embarrassment and humiliation, and I was really into the stroking. The spanking from Robin was so intensely exciting! I bent my knees a little more and pumped harder and faster. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp!

"Oh, stroke that thing, Robert, stroke it hard!" said Erika.

"Oh, yeah, go, go, go," said Maureen.

"Cum for me, Robert, cum for me," said Robin. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

"Make that boy spit, Robert," said Erika.

"Shoot it out here, boy. I want lotsa goo!" said Maureen.

"Oh, it's real close, Robin," I said. "I'm gonna cum!!"

"Do it, Robert, do it now," she said. WHAP! Slurp! Slurp! WHAP! Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! WHAP!

"OOOOHHHH!!!! OOOHHH!!!!! OOOOHHHH!!!!!! OOOHHH!!!!!," I shouted, as hot cum started spurting and spurting out onto the tissue.

"OH, YEAH!" shouted Maureen.

"YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!" shouted Erika.

"GO ROBERT, GO! GIVE IT ALL TO ME!" shouted Robin.

It kept spurting, and I kept stroking like a madman. It was piling into a huge puddle on the tissue. Finally, it was all out. As my cock started to shrink back, I kept squeezing, to get every drop out onto the tissue. Everyone was breathing hard. I got it all out and wiped the head and got the tissue into a waste can.

"Well done, Robert," said Robin.

"That was wonderful," said Maureen.

"That was so, so, nice," said Erika.

"Well, girls, are we ready to go for a drink?" said Maureen.

"Sure," said Erika. "I've really worked up a thirst!"

"Robert, be sure and lock the door on your way out, okay?" Robin said.

I stood there naked and limp and with a flaming, stinging, ass, as they walked out. I heard them talking outside Robin's door as they were leaving.

"You know, Robin," said Maureen, "if Robert screws up again, I hope you don't fire him. I have some good ideas for next time."

"Oh, me, too, Robin," said Erika. "Let's keep him and spank him and play with him some more."

"You're the bosses," said Robin.