Over The Desk Spanking Stories

A planned meeting, although the consequences are unusual

By Katherine Jones

It was the 4th August 2016, a hot day.

A 48-year-old man in a dark grey suit pulled up in his Mercedes outside a solicitor’s office. He gathered up a pile of papers and made his way into the reception area. Five minutes later he returned to his car with a rueful smile. He made a short mobile phone call and then set off for a coffee shop on the other side of the business park.

Twenty-five miles away in a large open plan office a woman, aged 36, took a phone call at her desk. She removed her glasses and listened intently to the caller. She then picked up a pen along with her mobile phone and got up from her desk. Smiling, she unconsciously smoothed down her black pencil skirt and then pushed the pen into her hair which was tied up attractively on top of her head.
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A young woman faces her punishment

By Katherine Jones

Samantha Greenway glanced quickly at her phone in response to the alert. It told her exactly what she expected it to say. “I will see you now.” Sam drained her coffee, picked up her bag and nervously smoothed down her skirt.

Her mind suddenly went back to the shame of that often-remembered school day when she was summoned, blushing, to the Housemistress’s room after being caught lending out her homework to her friend Nicky. She recalled the sting of the ruler on the fingers of her left hand and the deep embarrassment of the whole incident.
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How one young lady was introduced to a new hobby.

By Katherine Jones

I rounded the final corner of my journey and drew up in the hotel car park. The usual cocktail of emotions was pulsing through my body. I was fired by the anticipation and excitement I felt every time I saw him. However this was always mixed with the anxiety which flowed from the act of the deception I needed to perform to get away. From the moment I left work until the moment I returned home I was constantly worried about my family and work colleagues discovering the truth. I had once again explained my impending absence to them with a complicated lie which, on reflection, left a number of possible loose ends.
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An over zealous traffic warden and a motorist come into conflict.

By Katherine Jones

It was 5.50pm and Jake Short was pleased to have finally left the boredom of his work for the day and was looking forward to his take-away chicken meal. He pulled up his aging Volvo estate in a side street near to the fried chicken shop and took a quick look at the instructions on the parking meter. He spotted that the charging regime expired at 6pm so felt he was perfectly safe to decline the invitation to feed the machine, with only ten minutes to go until the end of restrictions.
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An MP gets help with her expenses claim and that leads her into a situation she didn’t anticipate.

By Katherine Jones

Emma Rogers MP was a woman on a mission that morning. She had already been running with her cocker spaniel, Billie, and was now, at 6.30am, preparing for a shower and to get away as quickly as possible. Emma could not have realised as she went about her early morning routine that this would be the last time this well-rehearsed domestic scene would be played out.

The Rogers family hated these Monday mornings. Emma would leave the warmth and comfort of her constituency home for the rest of the week and reluctantly board the icy cold 2nd class carriage of the busy and often maddeningly unreliable train to London Euston. She had learned that it was best not to hang around at home on these mornings but to get moving and make the transition to her other world of politics and Westminster gossip as quickly as possible.
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Sometimes it takes more than plain hard work and skill to achieve your ambition.

By Katherine Jones

“Got it,” Philip Brett said out loud, tossing the sales performance report across the desk and rocking back on his chair with a smile of satisfaction.

Seconds later the phone rang on Claire Gooding’s desk. The Store Manager acquiesced quickly to the request to go in to see the Head Office’s Lead Auditor. She was keen to make her mark.

There was, however, something about Philip Brett that had worried Claire since their first encounter at the audit preparation meeting five days ago. Claire was thirty-six years old and in her first post as a Store Manager for a large women’s fashion and jewellery chain. The store, which was in a challenging suburb of the City, was developing well under her leadership with sales and profits gradually improving.
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