by Pepper North
Shelby had never dealt well with anger. She was shaking in reaction to the verbal attack. She raised tear-filled eyes to meet his as she shook her head no. Acting instinctively, Shelby walked forward to wrap her arms around the kind man. She laid her head against his muscular shoulder. Bracing herself for his rejection, Shelby melted against his strong body when his arms pulled her close. It felt so right to be in his arms.
“Oh, Little girl, I’m so sorry you had to work for that awful man.” Jeremy Andrews held her trembling body against his as his heart and brain clicked into agreement. After what seemed to be an eternity, this was the little girl had been searching for? As her trembling started to vanish, he eased back slightly, keeping her tucked into his side with a firm arm around her waist. He tilted her head up to wipe the tears from below her eyes. “Sweetheart, what a morning you’ve had. I’m going to make it better.”
“Who are you?” she asked with a wavering voice as she tried to pull herself together.
“I’m Jeremy Andrews. This is my building,” he said simply.
“Really?” she asked, looking at him with curiosity.
“Really.”
“I probably shouldn’t be crying on your shoulder,” she guessed. Shelby tried to step away from his magnetic body. She had been just drawn to him. Just thinking about moving away was difficult.
His arm tightened around her waist. “Mine is exactly the shoulder you should be crying on, Little girl. But I want to see those pretty blue eyes as happy as they were yesterday. Your work is done here. My work is done here. I’m going to take you to lunch,” he informed her. “Then, we are going to do something that you wanted to do today. If you weren’t here today, where would you be?”
“I wanted to go to the park,” Shelby whispered.
“Then, the park is where we shall go.” He stepped away to pick up her purse and power off her computer, then he wrapped an arm around her and swept her toward the elevator as he pulled out his phone. “Bring my car around, please,” he requested before thanking the other person and disconnecting as they stepped into the elevator.
“Is there anything you don’t like to eat?” He smiled at the slender brunette beside him.
“I like everything, but you don’t have to spend the day with me just because Mr. Bryant was mean. I’m okay now,” she rushed to assure him. Shelby looked up at him with wide eyes. This man surely has more important people to spend his time with, she thought to herself.
“I am spending the day with you because I want to. I am very happy we ran into each other yesterday. I came into the office today with the sole purpose of watching the security tapes to discover who you are. You intrigued me, Little girl,” he said as he ushered her out of the elevator and through the lobby of the impressive building. A luxury sedan was pulled to the curb, and a large man stood next to the open driver’s door.
Waving her hand enthusiastically, Shelby called, “Hi, Kenny!”
“Hi, Shelby. I’m glad to see you.” The large man’s stern look evaporated as a smile spread across his face. He looked back at Jeremy Andrews and tipped his head. “Sir.”
Jeremy opened Shelby’s door and helped her slide inside. Ducking his head into the car, he pulled the safety belt around her, clicking it securely in place. He pressed a light kiss to her forehead before closing the door and walking around the car. When he reached Kenny, the large man moved out of the way.
As they passed, Kenny asked softly, “Are you going to take care of Shelby? She’s someone special.”
Jeremy paused and looked at the large man thoughtfully. Kenny could have been risking his job to ask his boss about his intentions toward a young lady. He nodded at him. “She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s mine, Kenny. I will never let anything hurt her.” He smiled back as that wide grin spread over Kenny’s face once again.
“Thank you, sir,” he answered. Waiting for Jeremy to slide into the seat, Kenny closed the door firmly before stepping back from the car. He waved to Shelby as the car pulled from the drive. Kenny was delighted to see the enchanting woman settled with a man who recognized a special Little girl when he saw one.
Kenny pulled out his phone and sent a text message to his Little girl. “Pumpkin, I miss you. I’ll be home right after work. I have plans for you.”
A photo of a new finger-painted picture hung on his refrigerator appeared on his phone with the message, “Come home soon, Daddy.”
Chapter 3
Shelby leaned back against the luxurious leather seats. She hadn’t ever ridden in such a nice car. She was careful to keep her hands in her lap so she didn’t get fingerprints on any of the shiny surfaces. Looking to her left, she studied Mr. Jeremy Andrews as he navigated the car through the surprisingly busy Saturday traffic.
Finally, she spoke, breaking the silence, “Are you going to fire me for being late to work?”
Jeremy’s head turned to look at her with surprise. “Of course not, Shelby. Are you always late?” he probed.
She sighed and nodded her head slowly to confess, “Yes, I’m usually late,” then rushed to add as he glanced at her again raising his eyebrows, “I don’t mean to be, but something just always happens to make me late. Like yesterday, I went shopping. If I’d only tried on two dresses instead of three, I would have been on time. But then, I wouldn’t have found my pretty blue dress.”
She chattered on, unaware that he was smiling at her rambling story. She stopped abruptly and twisted her fingers together in her lap before peeking up at him. “Okay, it’s always my fault I’m late, but I work really hard when I get back to my desk. Like yesterday, I didn’t go to the bathroom all afternoon even though I really needed to go.” She realized what she was saying and put her fingers over her lips to whisper, “I probably shouldn’t talk to the big boss about going to the bathroom.”
“You may and should talk to me about everything and anything, Shelby. I think perhaps we should come up with a punishment that you will choose to get if you make yourself late again. Maybe that would help you learn to be on time,” he suggested as he turned into the parking lot of an upscale but relaxed restaurant. Jeremy smoothly parked his car and walked around to release Shelby’s door.
As she sat in the deep seat, Shelby’s mind was racing. What kind of punishment is he talking about? she asked herself as a picture of her nude body stretched over Jeremy’s strong thighs flashed into her brain.
Just as her fantasy portrayed Jeremy’s hand about to spank her bottom, he opened the door. He paused with his lower half framed in the open doorway for several seconds as if he knew she had been picturing his thighs under her body. Leaning in, he unbuckled her seat belt and helped her out of the car, then he silently escorted her into the restaurant.
Jeremy watched her face as the waiter listed the specials and asked if they wished anything to drink. Realizing that Shelby was lost in her thoughts, he ordered drinks for the two of them. Placing his hand over hers that moved restlessly in her lap, Jeremy watched her jump slightly before she lifted her eyes to meet his.
“What kind of punishment?” she whispered urgently.
“Most Little girls find a spanking helps them learn to stop bad habits,” Jeremy said conversationally as he looked over the menu.
“You can’t threaten to spank me… Can you?” she asked with her voice wavering from nerves and anticipation.
“I’m not threatening you, Shelby. Think of it more like a choice you have. Starting Monday, if you are late, your new supervisor will send me an email. At the end of the day, you will get the spanking you have chosen to earn. It’s very simple.” Jeremy paused as he looked at her seriously. “Your fate is in your hands, Little girl. Now, look at the menu. What sounds good to you?”
When the waitress came back with their drinks, she set chocolate milk in front of Shelby. Shelby’s eyes flew to him as she opened her mouth to say she’d rather have something else. The strict look in his eyes made her close her mouth. When the waitress asked if they were ready to order, Sh
elby asked for a few more minutes. When they were alone again, she whispered to Jeremy, “I don’t have any prices on my menu.” She blushed red as she realized she had revealed her financial situation.
“Lunch is on me, sweetheart. You shouldn’t have had to work on Saturday. It’s my pleasure to reward your dedication to your job,” Jeremy said smoothly. “I’m going to have a steak sandwich and fries. It is very good here. Would you like to try it?”
Shelby nodded happily. That didn’t sound too expensive, so she could let him buy that for her. She took a big drink of her milk, splashing a few drops on the table as she set the full glass down. It was cold and chocolaty. She quickly blotted the spilled milk from the table with her napkin.
After the waitress had taken their order and a request for more napkins, Jeremy reached across the table to take her hand before he captured Shelby’s eyes with his. “Shelby, it’s time for us to talk about something important I brought you here to talk about. I want to say right now that your job is secure. If, after lunch, you decide you would like me to take you home with my thanks for working so hard, I will do that—unhappily, but I will take you home. It is unlikely we will run into each other again, just as we have not met before today.”
When she looked stricken at the thought that she wouldn’t see him again, he took her hand and held it tightly. “I agree, sweetheart; I will be very unhappy if I don’t see you again. Already, you are important to me.” He squeezed her fingers, smiling at her for a moment before continuing, “However, you may decide that you do not wish to see me again. I am looking for a young lady who will be my partner in an age play relationship.” Watching her blush, he held her fingers when she would have snatched her hand back. “Let me hold your hand, sweetheart. I need to keep you close. It’s okay if you are a bit scared; I can tell from your reaction that you have heard of age play. Can you be brave and admit that much?”
His eyes pinned her in place. She tried to look away, but she couldn’t. Slowly, she nodded her head.
“Have you read age play books, sweetheart?”
Again, she was forced to nod as she squirmed in her chair. “But just a few,” she tried to make it sound inconsequential.
“Have you ever had an age play relationship?” he asked, fairly sure that the Little girl had not.
“Nooooo!” she said emphatically.
“There has to be a lot of trust between a Little girl and her Daddy to decide they are a good match. I have had three age play relationships at different times in my life. I enjoyed being each of the three Little girls’ Daddy, but I knew from the beginning that each relationship was not destined to last forever,” he told her honestly.
“H…how did you know?” she asked. Her voice wavered with emotion.
He suspected she was already jealous of his other Little girls. “Shelby, my previous Little girls were very important to me during our relationships, but those feelings are gone. I am ready to dedicate myself to a Little girl whom I already suspect is the sweetheart I’ve always needed. That Little girl is you. It should feel funny to tell you that I instantly knew you were mine–but it doesn’t. You are mine.” He raised her hand to his lips and kissed her palm, softly sending shivers down her spine. “Do you feel the same pull toward me, sweetheart?”
She nodded her head slowly. “It scares me a little,” she admitted.
“You know what, Little girl?” he smiled widely. “It scares me a lot.”
Her peal of delighted laughter as she imagined this self-confident, wealthy mover and shaker being scared went straight to his heart. He made a vow to himself to make her laugh often.
Chapter 4
When they finished lunch, Jeremy escorted Shelby back to his car. Before opening the door to place her safely inside, Jeremy crowded her against the car. He caged her in place by putting a hand on each side of her shoulders. “Shelby, I’m going to kiss you now. This is the time to tell me if you do not wish me to convince you that you are my Little girl.”
Shelby shivered against him. She didn’t understand the magnetic pull she felt toward Jeremy. Trying to be brave, Shelby lifted her chin to press her lips against his hovering mouth.
Her decision made, Jeremy took over the kiss. His mouth slanted over hers, pressing her lips apart and diving into the sweet interior of her mouth. “Mmmmm,” he murmured as he enjoyed his Little girl’s mouth. He was pleased to feel Shelby’s mouth moving against his, participating in the deep kiss. Raising his head to look down at her, Jeremy said softly, “Little girl, I could kiss you for hours, but we have a park to enjoy.” He helped her into her seat and once again fastened her seat belt before getting behind the wheel.
After finding out what her favorite park was, Jeremy drove there and circled several minutes before finding a parking spot. He patted Shelby’s leg and told her to stay put before getting out. He circled the back of the car to stop at the rear door. Jeremy took off his suit jacket and tossed it into the back seat. Rolling his sleeves up to reveal his tanned forearms, Jeremy unbuckled her seat belt and helped Shelby out of the car.
“Come on, sweetheart. Shall we go swing?” he asked, pointing to a long row of swing sets.
“I love to swing.” Shelby practically skipped next to him as they walked. She picked out her favorite swing of all those available and rushed to sit down. Moving her feet back and forth, she started the swing moving. A gentle push from behind moved her swing higher into the air. Shelby giggled and smiled as she soared into the air with the help of the handsome man behind her. She shifted her weight to push the swing higher but lost altitude as Jeremy stopped pushing.
“You’re going high enough, Little girl. I don’t want you to get hurt,” he resolutely stated when she asked him to keep pushing.
“Please,” she begged.
“No, Little girl,” he answered.
Shelby slowed her swing down by dragging her feet in the dirt under the swing set. The swing had almost come to a stop when Shelby decided to show off a bit for her new Daddy. Jumping from her seat, Shelby flew forward, landing on her feet, but the momentum pushed her to her knees. Immediately, tears sprang to her eyes as the gravel padding under the swing shredded the knee of her jeans and tore the flesh away underneath. As she wrapped her arms around her wounded knee, tears flowed down her cheeks as she rocked back and forth.
Running immediately to her side, Jeremy brushed her hands away so he could see her injury. Gently, he wiped the gravel from her leg, exposing the dirty, oozing, scraped knee. “Oh, sweetheart, you’ve skinned your knee. Does it hurt?” When she nodded, Jeremy picked her up in his arms and carried her to the waiting car. He buckled her in and wiped her tears away before walking around to slide in behind the steering wheel.
“I’m going to take you home to clean and bandage your knee. We’ll come back and play in the park another day, okay?” Jeremy asked as he drove from the park. He was glad to see her head nod slightly as her tears began to subside. “Good girl!”
Pulling into the gated community where he had built his house, Jeremy drove directly to his home. He parked in the garage and carried his precious Little girl inside.
Jeremy carried her through his bedroom and into the large master bathroom. He set her on her feet and knelt to untie her sneakers. “I’ll need to take off these tattered jeans to treat your knee.” Quickly unfastening the zipper and button at her waist, he began to pull down her jeans.
As Shelby realized she would be standing in front of him in her panties, she grabbed the top of her jeans, holding them up to stop him. “Wait, I can’t undress in front of you,” she protested.
“Does your knee hurt, princess?” he asked softly. When she nodded, he continued, “It will get infected and hurt even worse if you don’t let Daddy treat it. Can you be brave for me?”
Taking a deep breath, Shelby lifted her leg to look at her knee. It was bleeding slightly, and she could see bits of gravel and dirt pressed into the skin. Slightly nauseated at the sight, she released her hold on her jean
s and allowed him to pull them down to her ankles. She lifted her left and then her right leg as he directed. All too soon, she was standing before him in her tee shirt and a pair of lilac-colored cotton panties. Shelby was relieved Jeremy didn’t seem to stare at her exposed skin.
Wrapping his large hands around her slender waist, he lifted her to sit on the granite vanity. “First, I need to clean your knee, Shelby. This may hurt a little. I want you to lay your hand on my shoulder and squeeze if it hurts, okay?” When she nodded sadly, Jeremy leaned in to kiss her lightly. “That’s my brave Little girl.” He quickly collected his first aid supplies and a washcloth with a small basin of water.
Jeremy took one of her hands and smoothed it over his shoulder. “Squeeze, Shelby, if you need to. I’ll be as gentle as possible, but I need to get all the debris out of the wound. Are you ready?” he asked gently.
When she nodded bravely, he began washing the foreign material out of her wound along with the blood to reveal the extent of her injury. Her hand tightened on his shoulder several times as her breath caught in her throat. Finally, he decided her knee was clean, and he moved to smear ointment over the wound and cover it with a large gauze pad that he taped into place.
Kneeling still in front of her, he looked up at her tear-filled eyes. “Oh, sweetheart. I’m so sorry that I had to hurt you.”
“It’s okay,” she said sniffing bravely.
Jeremy grabbed a fresh washcloth and washed her face. He gently removed the streaks of tears from her cheeks and wiped the small amount of makeup from her face. “Will you let me hold you for a little while, Shelby?”
When she nodded yes, he lifted her from the vanity and carried her back through his bedroom to a doorway across from him. Juggling her a little to turn the knob, Jeremy carried her into a room straight from a dream. He walked inside and sat down with her on his lap facing out into the room so she could look around. He watched her head turn from side to side as she tried to look at everything all at once.