Marbury Plains

by Lynn Forest

  She continued to chew on her lip for a moment, then burst into laughter. “Of course, Martin, now when I have to come in your office to witness you paddling one of the students, I may find it quite distracting.” She looked at him with a smile. “Perhaps even… motivating.” She leaned up and kissed him once more. “I may even lose a file or make other mistakes on purpose.”

  Chapter 5

  All day on Sunday, Martin’s mind was entirely captivated by his evening with Lily. He had never been the impulsive type, but he could not erase his concern that, while he had not told her so, he had wanted very much to end up in her bed for the night.

  At no point in his career had he ever been tempted to become romantically involved with a subordinate, but there was something about Lily that was captivating, even intoxicating to him. He had surprised himself with how quickly he had fallen for her, and he could tell from her comments that she was feeling the same.

  He needed some time to think, even if just for several days. When they had parted company the previous evening, he had invited her to come to his apartment for dinner on the following Saturday evening. Getting further involved romantically so quickly was all right with him, providing that he had sufficiently thought things through. Even just a few more days would be important in that respect.

  He was also feeling somewhat rattled after hearing Lily’s candid remarks about her newly discovered kinky side. The very thought of it brought him feelings of arousal. As they had cuddled and pressed against each other on the sofa the previous evening, it had been physically impossible for him to conceal from Lily just how turned on he was in his own right. And the manner in which she had pressed back against his arousal only serve to intensify his desire.

  But as was the case when she had made her original comments about the paddle hanging on the wall in his office, he was finding imagery of spanking or paddling Lily impossible to suppress from his consciousness. He had long been aware that some found physical punishment to be arousing and erotic, but it was not something that had ever registered with him – until Lily. But when he knew that such things were arousing to Lily, he knew that it would only follow that they would become arousing to him as well.

  He left her apartment the previous evening with his mind racing and confused. He went to bed that night reliving her reaction to his mild swats to her backside. That seemed to open the floodgates for her.

  As he lay awake in the darkened bedroom, his eyes open wide with no chance of sleep, Martin began to visualize Lily sitting in the neighboring room feeling aroused by the sounds of that first paddling. For him, the event had been an occasion for nothing but anxiety and self-doubt. But his conversations with Lily had succeeded in sexualizing the entire concept for him.

  Now as he recalled that inaugural paddling, the memories took on an erotic tone. And suddenly his mind was swirling with questions, doubts of his objectivity in dealing with student discipline at Marbury should he begin to find that particular part of his job to be overtly erotic.

  And to magnify his confusion, he now knew that when he had to do it again, perhaps the next day, Lily would be present and watching, perhaps being aroused by what was unfolding in front of her. As he continued to stare at a dark ceiling, he wondered how he was going to cope with everything that was happening around him so fast.

  On Monday, he made it a point to smile warmly and reassuringly when he saw Lily for the first time. He had been concerned that she would still feel awkward and uneasy about the conversation on her sofa, and what it appeared that they were heading for when she came to his apartment for dinner on the following Saturday.

  But she seemed to have made peace with her emotions, and through all of Monday and Tuesday she was nothing but buoyant and cheerful. Martin decided that, if she had come to terms with her revelations, it was up to him to nurture them, so that both of them would find enjoyment and pleasure. He wanted to take no chances of her feeling that he was in any way rejecting her because of what she had confided about her desire to be spanked.

  He was also aware that she had taken a considerable risk, for she had feared that it would make him push her away. In addition, he was well aware that her desire to try such a thing was no assurance that either of them would find it pleasurable. He was concerned that she would be even more subject to embarrassment, if she suddenly and immediately found out that it was anything but fun for her.

  But most of all, he wanted her to know that he was looking forward to whatever the next weekend would bring, so at the end of the day on Wednesday, when she was putting a file away in his desk drawer, crouched on the floor next to him, the legs revealed by her short dress distracting him, he leaned down and said in a low voice: “I hope you are not still considering putting a file in the wrong place on purpose?”

  Looking around to ensure that they were truly alone, Lily stood up and put her arms around his neck, then leaned down and gave him a brief kiss. “As a matter of fact, I am.”

  He reduced his voice to a whisper. “In all seriousness Lily, that wouldn’t be a good idea. We don’t want to mess with school property for our own fun.”

  She looked at him with her lower lip sticking out. “Okay, I understand.” She once again leaned over and gave him a kiss.

  Martin shook his head as he looked up at her. “We’re on school hours. You deserve a spanking this weekend just for that kiss.”

  Lily continued to giggle. “Actually, I think I would really like for you to do it with a paddle. Would you be willing to do that?”

  “I’ve been thinking about all of it… a lot. So if you really think that you would find that to be a turn on… of course I would do whatever you would like.”

  She gave him another kiss. “That’s to make you give me a longer spanking. You just name the time and place. I’ll provide the target… and the paddle. I found a website. And I placed an order on Monday that arrived yesterday.” She arched her eyebrows, then gave him a wink.

  Just as he was about to respond, his phone buzzed and they both laughed and set about to get the remainder of their day back in order, their distracted minds notwithstanding.

  Most of Martin’s week would have been rather unremarkable had it not been for the teasing behavior of Lily. It also tended to distract him as he waited for their scheduled date on Saturday night. And to add fuel to the fire, she asked that their plans be changed so that he would come to her apartment instead, and dine on an ordered in pizza instead of a full course meal.

  Those factors would have been enough to forewarn him that he was in store for some high level mischief. However, after their flirtatious little exchange on Wednesday, when she would bring a file or something else he had requested to him at his desk, she would either enticingly slap herself on the bottom or stop and make some statement indicating that she may have lost what he had requested before finally producing it several seconds later.

  She knew that she was pressing his buttons, but in a way that both of them appreciated. It was clear that she was getting him in the mood for a private spanking, and adding to the mood by teasing him throughout the week. And if all of that was not enough to ensure the fate of her soft and tender behind, each time he would walk out his door and past her when no one else was around, he would hear a whispered, slow and sultry chant of “Smack… Ouch… Smack… Ouch… Smack… Ouch.”

  When the end of the day came on Friday, Lily strolled into Martin’s office and closed the door behind her. “See you at six tomorrow evening?”

  Martin nodded his head and smiled. “Oh, yes. I will see you at six.”

  She sat down on the desk and hiked her hem and crossed her legs, as shapely as any legs Martin had ever seen, the limbs sticking out from beneath the red dress that was driving Martin to distraction. “Martin, I need to ask you something. Do you think that you’re going to be ready to see… all of me… tomorrow evening?”

  Martin nodded slowly and took her hand. “Definitely.”

  A look of concern came across her face.
“I really love you Martin, I hope I’m not coming across as some loose woman. Since my marriage broke up, I swear… I have not been this way with anyone else.”

  “Lily, I trust you and I believe you. And I love you as well. I care very deeply for you.”

  She leaned down toward him, but Martin shook a scolding finger at her. “Remember, kissing in the office yet again will just result in a longer spanking.”

  She leaned the rest of the way down and pressed her lips to his. “It had better.”

  The following evening as Martin arrived at Lily’s apartment building, a pizza deliveryman was just leaving. He went inside to her first-floor apartment, and as soon as he tapped the door for the first time, it opened and he was engulfed in a welcome kiss. He did not even notice how Lily was dressed, and as he closed the door she stepped away and whirled around as if modeling the gray, frumpy jogging suit.

  She began to giggle and walked up and put her arms around him “Don’t worry, I’m going to change after we have our pizza.” She stepped away and placed an index finger to her lips as if she was trying to make a decision. “Just what does one wear to an appointment with the paddle?”

  Martin shook his head and laughed at her antics as she shrugged and motioned for him to follow her to the sofa where a pizza box and two cans of soda awaited. They sat down next to each other as she continued, “Perhaps something like, I don’t know, perhaps something like a young lady at a prep school may wear.”

  Martin nearly choked on the sip of grape soda, and he leaned over and kissed her. She once again put her index finger to her lips, as she appeared to be in deep thought. “You know, like a young lady with some very… serious… attitudes needing to be… corrected.”

  Martin glanced at her with a look of amazement. “And where would you find an outfit to wear like that?”

  She leaned toward him and placed her lips next to his ear, and began to lick it before she spoke in a soft whisper, “On the same website where I bought the paddle. Actually, I also bought a big old wooden hairbrush so that you can take me across your knees and spank me with it.”

  For the first time, Martin began to feel a strong rush of desire to finally give Lily the paddling she so intensely desired. And for the first time, the thought of it had become extremely arousing to him. He took a deep breath before speaking. “So, when this naughty young lady appears, am I going to give her a spanking with that hairbrush, or am I going to give her a paddling kind of like what happens in my office?”

  As Martin waited for the answer to this question, Lily picked up two plastic plates, opened the box and began to put pieces of pizza on them. Finally, she turned to Martin and arched her eyebrow. “Yes!”

  Martin looked down with a smile, closed his eyes and whistled as if expressing astonishment. But Lily only responded by giggling at his reactions to her expressions of desire. They started to enjoy the pizza, but Martin was finding that his appetite was somewhat suppressed due to a bewildering combination of excitement and apprehension. And although she would not actually say it, it was also true for Lily. At the same time, Martin understood that, especially in her case, having planned a full course meal before events such as she apparently had in mind would simply not have been feasible.

  When they had eaten enough to feel that the pizza had not gone to waste, Martin reached to Lily and drew her into his arms. “You are simply too much. I’ve never known anyone like you.”

  They leaned together and kissed, and Martin saw that Lily was simply gazing into his eyes, although her own were suddenly filled with tears. “I know it’s been such a short time, but I think I’ve always been looking for you. I feel so right when I’m around you.” She began to laugh. “And it’s only been what, maybe three months, but I’m already so…” She stopped talking and just winked at him.”

  Martin hesitated for a moment, a serious expression suddenly on his face. “And I can’t really understand it, but since we met I’ve felt like I belong with you. And it’s crazy, because we work together, and it’s awkward… I just know it’s how I feel.”

  Lily ran her fingers across his cheek as her eyes still brimmed with tears. “I don’t want to fight this. I want all of this to happen. But I have to be honest with you about something.”

  Martin leaned forward and kissed her on the cheek. “Go ahead.”

  Lily bit her lower lip for a moment, then began to speak in a halting voice. “I liked you so much from the moment we met, I didn’t want to tell you about something that happened. I’m still afraid that you might…”

  He kissed her once again. “Lily, please tell me.”

  She continued to nibble on her lip, then took a deep breath and forced herself to speak. “I lied to you about my husband. I mean, we did break up years ago, and I have never dated since… I mean until now.

  “He really was a cop here. But he doesn’t work for the FBI now. He’s in California working for a private security firm. He was a bad cop, and he and his partner shot a couple of suspects with illegal guns they kept strapped around their ankles. They were guns that couldn’t be traced back to the department

  “The chief knew what they had done, and he told my husband and his partner that if they would resign from the force, they wouldn’t be prosecuted. The thing is, Martin, I offered to dispose of the guns. I tossed them into the river. The chief found out about that, and I could have been charged with obstruction of justice and destruction of evidence. I swear, it was the only crime I’ve ever committed, but it was a doozy.

  “Then the chief told me that my husband was also taking money from drug busts. I didn’t have any charges filed against me, because I promised the police administration that I would be willing to testify against my husband and his partner if they didn’t resign.

  “I suppose you could say that my husband used me, but I knew better. I spoke up and offered to ditch the guns for him, and I think it was because I didn’t want to have to depend upon myself, if I could just keep him around. But none of that worked out, at the time I mean. I know now that my life is good, but I still have that cloud hanging over me.

  “So, I still have a clean record. And so does my husband, although he can never be a cop again. He walked away and I never heard from him except through a cousin who told me what he was doing for a living.

  “The point is, Martin, I lied to you. And I did something illegal, even if it was for the man I was married to at that time. But I knew it was wrong, and I did it anyway.”

  Martin smiled warmly, then drew her to him and kissed her. “I appreciate you telling me those things. But none of those things make any difference to me. I wish you would’ve told me the truth from the beginning, but I still feel the same way about you as I did ten minutes ago.”

  She took a deep breath and looked him straight in the eyes. “You are sure about that?”

  “I feel the very same way about you. Everything’s okay.”

  Lily put her arms around Martin and began to nibble on his ear lobe. “But I did things I shouldn’t have done. I knew I was lying to you, but I went ahead and did it anyway. Does that kind of remind you of something?”

  Martin looked at her with one eye closed and the other eyebrow arched. “Hmmm… I think it sounds sort of like what a young lady told us in my office some time ago. She was aware that she was doing something she wasn’t supposed to do, but she did it anyway.” Martin winked at Lily.

  He then took a turn nibbling on her ear lobe, and she began to squirm as he spoke in a deep, slow voice. “Now, Lily, I think that we need to address this problem for that naughty young lady.”

  She laughed and giggled as his attention to her ear lobe continued. “And Martin… Oh my, that feels good. I mean, how would you recommend we address the fact that this young lady did something she shouldn’t have done?”

  Martin leaned back on the sofa and pulled her on top of him, then reached inside the back of her jogging pants and began to caress her panty covered bottom. “Let’s just say, if I were to deal
with this bad girl in the best possible manner here on the sofa, and someone were standing in the kitchen, what would they hear?”

  Lily pressed her lips against his as he continued to caress her bottom. “I know what they would hear, Dr. Simpson… my principal. They would hear SMACK… Ouch… SMACK… Ouch… SMACK… Ouch! And they would hear that over and over and over… for a long, long time.”

  Martin summoned up a menacing expression. “Then I think it’s time that this young lady in need of correction report to me, and I want her to bring along a hairbrush and a paddle.”

  They pressed together and kissed once again, but this time Martin slipped his fingers inside the waistband of her panties and began to caress her bottom. Lily purred in her arousal, her eyes open wide. “I think I had better go find that young lady with a bad attitude right away.” They kissed quickly, and then Lily sprung from the sofa and ran into her bedroom.

  Martin was still astounded by the unexpectedly frisky behavior he was enjoying. He stood up and walked around the room, turning off the lights except for a touch lamp on a table across the room that allowed him to bring a soft ambience of lowlight that would still allow them to see enough to conduct the important events awaiting them.

  While he was turning down the lights, Lily was nearly hyperventilating in anxiety and anticipation. She felt as if a thousand butterflies had found a home inside the lower center of her body. Her bottom was tingling and her knees seemed weak. She fumbled with her clothing, buttons slipping out of her grasp, and the zipper pull seemed to be coated with butter.

  The intervening minutes seemed like hours until Martin heard a doorknob turn and her bedroom door creak as she opened it. He thought that his heart was going to explode when she stepped from the bedroom. She was wearing a very short blue and white checked pleated skirt, along with a white button down blouse that exposed her midriff. She was barefoot as she approached him slowly, and she had her hands behind her back as if concealing something.