Adelle teaches some respect

"Listen." Adelle's quiet voice reverberated around the room and the inside of my head. She did not turn to talk to me, she just softly spoke into the air in front of her. "One of the reasons I like hanging out with you is that you're a nice guy. You're smart and kind, and you appreciate hanging out with me because you like hanging out with me, not because I'm some sort of sex object to you." She paused for a long moment. "But now I'm upset with you, not just for what you said, but how you said it. I've got this funny idea that the only reason you hung out with me all night was to walk me home and try and come on to me. Well, is that the only reason?"

She remained facing away from me. I didn't really know what to say. "No, uh, that's not the reason at all. I never think of you like that."

"Oh, really ... " I could hear her turn to face me. "So, I'm not attractive, is that it?" Even drunk, I could tell that she was playing one of those games with me, the kind where no answer that I could give would be correct. She stepped one pace closer to me. "Well? Answer the question. Would you 'do' me?" I could see her moving in the faint light in the room; she had turned away from me once more, and was doing that thing, that sexy little move where a girl runs her hands down the front of her thighs and squats a little, jutting out both her chest and her ass in the process. I am only human, and a cute girl sticking her ass in my face and asking if "I would like to do her" garners an appropriate response from me. Forgetting that the "appropriate" response for the situation would be to just say something flattering and leave it at that, I responded with a heartfelt "hells, yes!" and reached out and grabbed her ass with both hands. She had a nice tight little ass, firm and rounded.

Adelle instantly spun around, slipping her ass out of my grasp. Once again I felt her hand smacking against my cheek, this time on the other side of my face. It stung, but there was also something about it that turned me on. "No!" Adelle stated emphatically. "You can find me attractive, you can find me sexy, but you've got to respect me. Reaching out and goosing me does not show respect." She walked around behind me, squatted down, and grabbed my ass. She squeezed them tightly, and asked "how does that feel?" It felt pretty good, actually, and I matter-of-factly stated so, and asked if she would knead them a little. "You bastard!" was her shocked response. She got up and walked back over to her desk. My eyes, now better aclimated to the darkness, could see her cross her arms across her chest. "You touched my ass in a 'bad' way -- I think you need yours touched in a way that's 'bad' too. Obviously, just grabbing it turns you on, so that's not going to work."

She paused. "Alright. Stand up." I did so -- at this point, in a cross between drunkeness, confusion, and arousal, I was prepared to do pretty much anything she said. She walked around behind me. "Bend over," she commanded, "put your head on my desk." Once again, I did so, resting my face against the smooth surface of her desk. Adelle smacked my ass with her hand, three or four times, but with a layer of clothing and liquor between her hand and my ass, it felt like I was being tickled. "How's that?" she inquired. I sort of shrugged. "You stupid idiot," she proclaimed. "Fine, if you need worse, you get worse. Stand back up ... ok ... now drop your pants." I did so, then bent back over the desk when she commanded me. Again she slapped my ass, but this time, with her hand against my skin, I could feel it. She hit it again and again, alternating sides, until her falling hand stung like a bee each time it landed. I started to whimper a little from the pain. Adelle chuckled, and stopped slapping my ass long enough to grab it, just as I had hers a few minutes prior. This time, though, my ass was on fire from the spanking. "How does that feel now?" I could practically hear the smug expression dripping off her face. It was painful, true, but it was also incredibly arousing. Throughout the spanking, I had grown quite hard, though she probably couldn't see that from her angle behind me and in the low light.

"Maybe now you've learned to respect me, haven't you?"