Chapter 2

Upstairs in his office Richard was not having much luck with his spreadsheet. The numbers were just making no sense this afternoon. He was incredibly glad when Amelia came in carrying a tray with his tea and cake. There was something different about her; he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. She seemed oddly quiet as she carefully placed his mug and plate on his desk. Her neckline had gone skew-whiff and was showing quite a bit more cleavage than normal but that wasn’t what was bugging him. Finally it hit him.

“Amelia do you have cream on your face?”

She immediately stiffened and colour rushed to her face, sending her a rather robust shade of pink. She remained silent.

“It is isn’t it” it took Richard just a second to realise where the cream must have come from.

“Have you been eating my cake?” Amelia straightened up and gave just the slightest nod.

“How much?” if it was possible her colour darkened further.

“Not the whole thing, surely?” Richard was highly surprised both by his maids’ behaviour and by the fact he himself was actually quite aroused by the idea. He’d only been upstairs about ten minutes so being able to eat an entire cake was quite an achievement considering the time frame. Amelia gave another almost imperceptible nod.

“Well then your going to have to be punished then aren’t you”

Amelia’s heart was pounding so hard against her chest she thought it might pop out at any moment. How could she just have admitted that? How embarrassing! Now she was to be punished, punished! She’d never heard of such a thing.

“Come here” said Richard pushing himself out a little from his desk. Amelia moved until she was standing next to him.

“Now sit” it took Amelia a moment to realise he was referring to his crotch. She raised an eyebrow but obediently sat ‘I can’t afford to lose this job’ she thought ‘what a mess I’ve got myself into’.

“Now it seems only fair you should finish your task, the last slice is feeling lonely” said Richard with a mischievous smile on his face. “Eat it” he commanded.

Amelia’s stomach rolled at the thought of yet more cake, but when she caught a whiff of that sweet vanilla she immediately grabbed the slice and swallowed it almost whole. Quickly she washed it down with the cup of tea. Almost immediately the guilt came rushing past.

“Good girl, stand up” said Richard the smile across his face getting bigger by the second. Obediently Amelia stood. Richard slowly pushed his chair further back from the desk. He would need plenty of room for this.

“O lordy what now” thought Amelia as she eyed Richard shifting back from his desk. He wasn’t bad looking. Slim built, dark hair with deep blue eyes and a wicked grin, yet she felt ill at ease.

“Come here” he commanded. He was now quite far back from the desk and was pointing to the floor by his side. Sighing Amelia decided to take what was coming to her and moved to the spot.

“Bend over”

Swallowing hard she did as commanded, her stuffed stomach felt highly uncomfortable as she lowered her weight across his lap yet it sent slight tingles down her spine.

Richard couldn’t believe she was going along with this. Most other employees would have long since run from the office screaming sexual harassment. Yet here she was. She was certainly all woman; he felt her tense as he ran his hands down her curvaceous waist, over her delightful bottom to the edge of her skirt. Her stomach was pressed tight against his crotch and he could feel himself stirring enveloped by her body.

Pushing her skirt up he was pleased to a small black and white garter belt holding up her stockings; attached were her deceptively small black knickers. Far too small for such a mammoth bottom he thought. Just the look of it stirred him further, he was sure he must be digging her in the belly button.

Amelia breathed heavily stretched across Richard’s lap. The folds of her stomach enveloping the erection her own bottom had inspired. She had a pretty good idea what was coming. She’d seen the film the secretary of course. But still the sting as the first palm landed on her voluptuous rump made her jump and also surprisingly wet…

She couldn’t help but smile as Richard raised his hand again.