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    “Not a girl exactly. A mermaid. And she made me wrap my legs around her slippery hips and suck her nipples while she…she…”
    “Spit it out, Stef.”
    “She spanked me with her tail and…she said she wouldn’t stop until I came.”
    He sucks in his breath. “Well, I think we already know the appropriate method to deal with a fantasy like that. I just want to make sure we’re on the same page. That’s key for good manager-employee relations. Do you know what I’m going to do next?”
    “Spank me?” I whisper.
    “Yes. More specifically, I will spank you while you straddle me just like you did with your girlfriend. But of course, instead of a fish tail, I’ve got a very hard cock here and I have to figure out what to do with it. Do you have any ideas?”
    “Fuck me?”
    Anton chuckles. “You know, honey, you’re turning into a very cooperative worker after all. Climb on.”
    I swing a leg over him and settle onto him. My flesh makes a soft sucking sound as he slides in. His thick cock feels so good pressing against my swollen walls that in spite of my hunger for new and sharper pleasures, I start to ride him in the usual way, with quick thrusts of my hips.
    But things quickly take an unusual turn. He aims his first slap right into my sensitive ass crack.
    I cry out, my muscles gripping him convulsively.
    He makes a low grunt of approval. “Good work. Let’s try that again.”
    The next blow is harder, driving my clit against the rough hairs on his belly. I grit my teeth and clutch him tighter.
    “Did you suck her nipples while you rubbed your cunt on her?”
    “Yes,” I admit breathlessly.
    Smack.
    “Bad girl. You deserve to have your ass spanked until you come.”
    I feel no shame now. With each slap, I grind my clit on him and then push my ass out again for another sweet shot of that intoxicating cocktail of pleasure and pain.
    “Do you like this? Is it as good as it was with her?”
    “It’s better,” I confess. And it’s the truth.
    Anton grins up at me. “Well, that’s the response I was looking for. I guess I can stop spanking you now.”
    “No, don’t stop,” I plead before I’m really aware of what I’m saying.
    “Oh? You mean, you want me to keep spanking your ass?”
    I nod.
    “Then beg me.”
    Back in my other life, I’m too proud to beg for anything, but all the rules are different now. I’m different. In this slip-sliding underworld of lust, I’ll do anything to feel the delicious sting of his hand stoking the fire in my flesh.
    “Please, Anton, spank my ass while you fuck me.” I’m almost crying, and my pussy, too, is weeping, the juices pooling on his belly.
    Anton starts bucking, a butterfly-stroke dolphin kick, mattress style. “Say it again. Tell me how much you want it,” he orders, his voice hoarse and thick.
    “Please spank me. I need it. I’ll die without it. Please, boss, please.”
    With those magic words, I finally earn my employee bonus, a flurry of slaps on the ass that drive me up and over the edge. A voice screams, “God, I’m coming”—I think it’s mine—and another, lower one joins in with a “Fuck-oh-fuck-oh-fuck,” and I have to grip my thighs as tightly as I can to stay on as he empties himself into me.
    Afterward we snuggle, wrapped around each other like fronds of seaweed, not even bothering to mop up the sticky wetness.
    “Do you think I’m a pervert?” I say softly, into his shoulder.
    “I think you’re hot,” he replies, stroking my hair.
    I smile. “So what do you like to think about when you…you know…?”
    Anton laughs. “Funny you should ask. One of my old favorites is that I’m spying on two sexy women doing it in a pool and they catch me and beg me to fuck them.”
    I laugh, too, with pleasure and relief. “Really? Do you spank them?”
    “No, but I will next time.”
    He tilts my chin up. Our eyes meet. His are green and liquid and seem to reach down inside me to touch all my soft, secret