Monkey Business on Saturday Spankings!

Happy Saturday everyone! Today for my snippet I'm going to share a little more of Monkey Business.

Last week, Summer was trying to explain why she hadn't driven her car to work, but it wasn't making a lot of sense. Ben, sensing something wasn't right kept pushing. Finally Summer admits that she couldn't drive because she'd been drinking at a club.

            Summer picked up her bag, it was time to get out of there. The look that Ben gave her was rattled her equilibrium.
           “Not yet.” He narrowed his eyes at her. “How old do you have to be to get into this club you went to Summer?”
          “Twenty one.”
          “How old are you?”
          “Almost twenty.”
          “Where is it?”
          “Where's what?”
          “The fake ID.”

Blurb:

Summer receives the opportunity of a lifetime when she scores a placement in a volunteer program in a zoo.

Ben, as Summer’s mentor sees a bright and talented young woman who needs some structure and discipline.

Will Ben be able to help Summer reach her potential? Has Summer met her match?

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Excerpt:

In this excerpt, Summer is trying hard to get to work on time with her friend Poppy in tow, but things don't go according to plan...

          Summer couldn't believe that they actually managed to get out of the house on time. Early even. She'd had a weird feeling that something was going to go wrong although she couldn't quite put her finger on what exactly that was. Maybe that wasn't unusual considering she if it was going to happen it hadn't happened yet. 

          “What's wrong?” 

          “Nothing really, I guess, I don't know. I was so excited about today and now I just feel weird, like something's off.”

          “Um thanks, I love you too.”

          “I didn't mean you Pops. I can't explain it.” The words were no sooner out of her mouth when Summer heard a siren behind her.

          “Uh oh.” Poppy said. Did you just run a red light or something?”

          “No. I've been very careful.” Summer carefully pulled over and waited for the officer to come over to the car.

          He tapped on the closed window. “Open please.” His voice was muffled through the glass but she heard what he said and was quick to comply. 

          “Is there a problem Officer?” she asked with a shaky voice.           “Im afraid there is Miss. License and registration please.”           Summer opened the glove compartment and produced both. She'd been listening when she was told to keep her papers close. 

          “Step out of the car M'am.” he said.          

          “Why? I didn't do anything.” Summer wasn't trying to be difficult and her tone wasn't rude in anyway, she just didn't understand, she'd been careful.

           “Step. Out. Of. The car.” 

           “I don't think we're being punked here Sum,  you better do it.”                   

           “You can leave the vehicle too Miss.”  

           “Am I in trouble?” Summer asked. “I didn't do anything.”          

           “This time.  Miss you have unpaid fines, your license has been suspended.”           

            “Oh no! The fines. I completely forgot!”           

            “I'm sorry Miss, but I can't let you drive this car until you pay your fines and have your license reinstated.”           

             “But I have to. You don't understand! I have to get to work.”          

             “I'm sorry Miss, rules are rules.” 

             Summer burst into tears. “If you let me drive to work just this once I can pay the fines and I won't drive my car again until I know the payments clear.”                     

              “No driving.”           

              “Can I drive the car?” Poppy asked.           

             “Do you have your license?” Summer looked at Poppy hopefully. She was going to be late on the single most important day ever. Tears rolled down her face. Not because Ben was going to be angry, although he was going to be angry, that was for sure but she was more upset that she'd let him down. Ben, Cher and everyone else that got involved in something that had been her idea.

              “Well not on me exactly.” Poppy winced at Summer, rubbing her friend's arm to try and comfort her.  “I didn't think I was going to need it but I promise Officer I do have one.” 

              “You can't drive a car unless you have your license on you.”           

              “Ok, here's the thing. We have a problem. A big problem. We need to get to the zoo and we need to do it quickly,” Pops said.         

              “That's your problem Miss, not mine.” 

              Summer just cried harder.  Not only were they late but Pops was going to keep arguing with this highway patrol guy until he arrested them.  “Pops, it's ok.”            

             “No I know it doesn't have to be your problem but I know that you wouldn't have chosen this job if you didn't want to help people. I can see it in your face. You have kind eyes. Very blue.”          

             “I'll ask you to close up your car Miss. You can get someone to come and pick it up or you can have it towed.” he said ignoring Poppy's compliments.

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Saturday Spankings Time!!

Morning all! I hope you don't mind a little more of The Billionaire and The Waitress. Last week Our billionaire and his waitress were getting all hot and heavy. Today they're still at it!

The walk to the bedroom with Chelsea’s legs wrapped around him was the longest of his life. She trailed tiny kisses along his jawline, making his already erect cock painfully hard as her wet panties pressed against his lower belly. Josh needed to lose his pants sooner than later, but first, he had to feel that ass. He pressed her up against a wall long enough to wriggle his hands into the back of her panties. He kneaded those delicious cheeks while he kissed her long and hard.
“Oh, yes, that feels so good,” Chelsea said through ragged breaths. “Spank me.”
“Oh, darlin’, I certainly will.” He chuckled at her look of fright. She’d surprised him with her request, but by the look on her face, she’d downright terrified herself. 

Blurb

Josh Wheeler hadn’t come to this small-town diner looking for romance—this was a business trip—but when Chelsea Patterson walks up to his table work takes a back seat in a hurry. By the end of the day, Josh is absolutely sure of one thing: Chelsea is something special. After years spent resisting the advances of women enchanted only by his money, he isn’t going to let a girl like this slip through his fingers. The feisty waitress needs a man to tame her and Josh is more than ready to be that man, even if it means taking her over his knee for a good, hard spanking.

The last thing Chelsea needs is another guy trying to get into her pants, but Josh is like no man she has known before. It isn’t the helicopter rides to his mansion or the private chef which impress her. What sets her heart racing is the way he looks at her like a man who wants her—all of her—not as a good time for a night but as his for life.

And then there are the spankings… Chelsea never suspected that the mere threat of one could leave her blushing and weak in the knees, but she can barely contain her desire when Josh makes it clear that he is the kind of man who will bare her bottom and spank her soundly when she is naughty. But when Josh asks her to leave her job and move in with him after only a few weeks, Chelsea’s initial doubts resurface. Could he really want her as anything more than a trophy?

Excerpt:

“Josh, put me down! I didn’t mean it!”
Ignoring her, he sat on one of the desks, not even bothering to remove the plastic paint protector. “Didn’t I tell you that it was naughty to throw paint at people?” He flipped her over his knee.
“Wait! What are you doing?” Was he actually going to spank her?
“I’m going to spank your cute behind.” He ran his hand over her round bottom.
“But you can’t!” she squeaked.
“Oh, I think I can. You do the crime, you pay the time.” He brought his hand down with a loud smack.
“Oh my God! You actually smacked me!” She kicked her legs and wriggled sideways. Chelsea tried to get off his knee, but not very hard. Shock hit her hard, but she wasn’t horrified; that surprised her. Surely she didn’t want him to spank her over his knee like she was five years old. Did she? Another sharp smack fell to match the first and she couldn’t think straight.
“Oh my God!” he mimicked with a chuckle. “Just remember why you’re here, missy; you actually flicked paint at me. Twice.” His hand bounced off her blue jeans in a flurry of spanks.
“Stop that!” she squealed, laughing at the same time.
“You, little minx, don’t get to decide when I stop.”
Those words rang in Chelsea’s ears. Little minx. She was still digesting the fluttery feeling the nickname gave her as another flurry of spanks got her attention. Her bottom was definitely getting warmer and her girly bits were tingling. An insistent throb between her legs got more intense every time Josh’s hand connected. She wanted to touch herself to relieve that dreadful ache. Better still, she wanted him to touch her. Who would have thought that a spanking could feel so good? Chelsea was so distracted with need that she didn’t even notice that Josh had stopped swatting the back of her jeans.
“I hope you’ll be a good girl now,” Josh said, holding her hips between his legs after he’d helped her to stand. “I wouldn’t want to have to take down those jeans and spank your bare bottom.”
Oh my God, she was unable to put together a thought, she was so turned on by this game. “Um, define good.” Shit, had she said that out loud? She was trying to think of a way to explain what she was thinking without telling the truth. What she really wanted to do was be anything but good so he would take down her jeans, but telling Josh that would be embarrassing beyond belief. She tried to reverse her statement’s damage. “I mean yes, I’ll be good.” Geez Louise, had she lost the power to control her mouth, or was it just her thoughts?
Josh burst out laughing.
Could he read her mind? She felt odd, but good odd, not bad odd. “Oh,” a small moan escaped as he pinched her freshly spanked cheeks.
“I think you like being a naughty girl.”
She was speechless, which was just as well because his lips lowered to hers. He kissed her good and hard, bringing back the tingle, making her want to grind her crotch against him. By the time she’d managed to get herself together, he had moved and set her down where he’d been sitting.
“Like I said. Be a good girl, or else.” He picked up the paint roller and started working again.
“Maybe,” she said, almost under her breath.

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The Billionaire and The Waitress on Saturday Spankings

Last time Josh had just given Chelsea a white rose. This continues after that scene only now they are canoodling on the sofa...

Half an hour later, the music had stopped and neither had even noticed. They had abandoned the dancing when their kissing had overtaken the movement. 

Josh wasn’t going to push Chelsea into anything she wasn’t ready for, but God, it would be hard to stop if she called a halt. He was lying on the sofa with the girl of his dreams in his arms. Her light skirt had hiked up around her waist and his hands were resting on her panties, tiny patches of warm skin teasing him through soft lace as she ground herself against him. His cute redhead was obviously feeling his frustration; she threw her head back to give him access to her neck, the hem of his T-shirt grasped tightly in her fingers as she tried to get underneath it.

 It was all the invitation he needed. 

“Bedroom?” she panted against his neck when he tried to lift her from his body. 

“Oh, yeah,” he said, standing and scooping her into his arms. “I want more room.” This was the first time he’d ever had a woman in his bed in this house. He’d mentally reserved it for the right time, the right woman. Every fiber of his being was screaming at him that this was the woman and the moment. 

Blurb

Josh Wheeler hadn’t come to this small-town diner looking for romance—this was a business trip—but when Chelsea Patterson walks up to his table work takes a back seat in a hurry. By the end of the day, Josh is absolutely sure of one thing: Chelsea is something special. After years spent resisting the advances of women enchanted only by his money, he isn’t going to let a girl like this slip through his fingers. The feisty waitress needs a man to tame her and Josh is more than ready to be that man, even if it means taking her over his knee for a good, hard spanking.

The last thing Chelsea needs is another guy trying to get into her pants, but Josh is like no man she has known before. It isn’t the helicopter rides to his mansion or the private chef which impress her. What sets her heart racing is the way he looks at her like a man who wants her—all of her—not as a good time for a night but as his for life.

And then there are the spankings… Chelsea never suspected that the mere threat of one could leave her blushing and weak in the knees, but she can barely contain her desire when Josh makes it clear that he is the kind of man who will bare her bottom and spank her soundly when she is naughty. But when Josh asks her to leave her job and move in with him after only a few weeks, Chelsea’s initial doubts resurface. Could he really want her as anything more than a trophy?

Excerpt:

“Josh, put me down! I didn’t mean it!”
Ignoring her, he sat on one of the desks, not even bothering to remove the plastic paint protector. “Didn’t I tell you that it was naughty to throw paint at people?” He flipped her over his knee.
“Wait! What are you doing?” Was he actually going to spank her?
“I’m going to spank your cute behind.” He ran his hand over her round bottom.
“But you can’t!” she squeaked.
“Oh, I think I can. You do the crime, you pay the time.” He brought his hand down with a loud smack.
“Oh my God! You actually smacked me!” She kicked her legs and wriggled sideways. Chelsea tried to get off his knee, but not very hard. Shock hit her hard, but she wasn’t horrified; that surprised her. Surely she didn’t want him to spank her over his knee like she was five years old. Did she? Another sharp smack fell to match the first and she couldn’t think straight.
“Oh my God!” he mimicked with a chuckle. “Just remember why you’re here, missy; you actually flicked paint at me. Twice.” His hand bounced off her blue jeans in a flurry of spanks.
“Stop that!” she squealed, laughing at the same time.
“You, little minx, don’t get to decide when I stop.”
Those words rang in Chelsea’s ears. Little minx. She was still digesting the fluttery feeling the nickname gave her as another flurry of spanks got her attention. Her bottom was definitely getting warmer and her girly bits were tingling. An insistent throb between her legs got more intense every time Josh’s hand connected. She wanted to touch herself to relieve that dreadful ache. Better still, she wanted him to touch her. Who would have thought that a spanking could feel so good? Chelsea was so distracted with need that she didn’t even notice that Josh had stopped swatting the back of her jeans.
“I hope you’ll be a good girl now,” Josh said, holding her hips between his legs after he’d helped her to stand. “I wouldn’t want to have to take down those jeans and spank your bare bottom.”
Oh my God, she was unable to put together a thought, she was so turned on by this game. “Um, define good.” Shit, had she said that out loud? She was trying to think of a way to explain what she was thinking without telling the truth. What she really wanted to do was be anything but good so he would take down her jeans, but telling Josh that would be embarrassing beyond belief. She tried to reverse her statement’s damage. “I mean yes, I’ll be good.” Geez Louise, had she lost the power to control her mouth, or was it just her thoughts?
Josh burst out laughing.
Could he read her mind? She felt odd, but good odd, not bad odd. “Oh,” a small moan escaped as he pinched her freshly spanked cheeks.
“I think you like being a naughty girl.”
She was speechless, which was just as well because his lips lowered to hers. He kissed her good and hard, bringing back the tingle, making her want to grind her crotch against him. By the time she’d managed to get herself together, he had moved and set her down where he’d been sitting.
“Like I said. Be a good girl, or else.” He picked up the paint roller and started working again.
“Maybe,” she said, almost under her breath.

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More Leading The Way for Saturday Spankings!

Today for Saturday Spankings I am going to keep going where I left off last week with Leading The Way. Last week Erin had just found out that her new friends were a bit sneaky with their weekly trip to Boulder. She had to decide very quickly if she was game enough to go along with their game. Naturally she picked fun over common sense!

“I’ll just be a second,” Erin said.
Erin paced her room for what felt like an hour but what was probably only a few minutes. She opened her closet door and stared into the abyss. She really needed to get some clothes. At one time she would have had all of her rack and half of Zach’s to go through, but when they moved here her needs changed and she gutted her wardrobe accordingly. Her cowboy boots. She’d gotten them when they went to the Boulder county fair. Those with a nice shirt, and her jeans would be okay.
“These do?” She asked holding them in the air as she ran out of the front door.
“Perfect.”
With her best non-wrinkle blouse under one arm and a pair of cowboy boots in her other, she ran down the path with Jen and jumped in the car. 

Blurb

Zachary Cunningham moved his family to Corbin's Bend when everything in their life seemed out of control. In a DD relationship with his wife Erin, he thought things had leveled out now that they lived in a community where everyone watched out for one another and discipline was the norm. Surely his family life could be more settled now.

Erin had never made friends easily and in Corbin's Bend she found it doubly as hard. A little too hard on herself, she ignored her mentor and any friendliness from neighbors; so afraid of making a mistake that she didn't try. Until her husband insisted. Having convinced herself she was doing what he wanted, she made friends with a few ladies who liked to push the envelope a little. From bowling to a strip club to smoking a little weed, her life was definitely a lot more fun, even if she was hiding her activities from Zach.

When her husband and the board of Corbin's Bend discovered their indiscretions, Erin and her friends found out what public discipline really meant. When the discipline led to a larger sense of security and more friendships than she could have imagined, Erin began to understand that following Zachary's lead truly was the way.

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