As Tamina sat at her desk going over the final plans for the next photo shoot for Emily Styles line of clothing, her mind started to wander back six months to the first photo shoot that they had done for this client. Their regular photographer was unable to do the shoot so her boss had hired his old college roommate to do the shoot. She and Robert, the photographer, had a torrid love affair for three months but then he disappeared without a word. At first, Tamina had been angry but slowly the anger dissipated. The one thing she did know was that he had a grip on her heart that would not let go. Suddenly the ringing of the phone broke into her thoughts.
Grabbing the phone on the third ring Tamina said, “Good afternoon, Ted’s Advertising Company. This is Tamina.”
“Hey girl, what’s shaking?”
“Nothing is shaking Tony,” she said laughing
“Ah… ah… got a little problem on this end Tamina,” Tony said, “Not going to be able to do the shoot.”
Forcing herself not to shout at him, she calmly said, “The shoot is in two days so I hope you have a good reason for bailing out, Tony.”
“I do. I had a bicycle accident and broke my leg this morning. I am in the hospital and have to have surgery on my leg.”
“What happened?” Tamina asked while she dug out her list of photographers they used.
“Car took the corner too sharp and hit me,” he explained. “But there is good news Tamina. I got a replacement for you. Figured it is the least I could do.”
“Thanks, Tony. I appreciate it. Can I get a name and number so I can get them in here to sign the contracts?”
“You should already have all his information on file,” Tony said. “His name is Robert Flannigan.”
At the mention of Robert’s name, Tamina got a sinking feeling in her stomach. “Yes, I know him. He did the first photo shoot for Emily Styles line of clothing. Thank you for asking him since he knows what to do and how to get the best photos of her. Now rest and take care of yourself.”
“Will do girl and keep it shaking,” Tony said as he hung up.
After hanging up Tamina went through her Rolodex to get Robert’s phone number. Dialing it she heard. “Sorry, the number you are calling is no longer in service. Please hang up and try again,”
“Shit,” she mumbled. “It fucking figures.”
As she got ready to dial the hospital and ask Tony for Robert’s new number the office door opened.
“Hi again Tamina,” said a familiar voice. “Keeping that pussy warm for me?”
Tamina glared at Robert and stated, “My pussy is none of your business. And thank you for taking over for Tony.”
“No problem,” Robert told her. “I am between assignments right now. And I liked working with Emily and her models.”
“Come back in about thirty minutes and I will have your contracts printed out. Same amount plus a hundred dollar bonus for pitching in,” Tamina told him “Are the terms okay, Mr. Flannigan?”
“Well does Mr. Flannigan get at least a hug and kiss?” Robert asked holding out his arms.
“No,” Tamina said, pulling up a blank contract, ignoring Robert as he stood in front of her desk staring at her. “Is there something else you need Mr. Flannigan?”
“You, naked on your desk or the break room table with my cock buried deep inside your pussy, making you scream,” he told her as he moved around the desk toward her.
Tamina tried to move her chair back so she could get up but was not quick enough. Robert put both hands on the chair, pinning her there, his lips coming down on hers gently. Pulling her to her feet, he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her more passionately. Tamina did not want Robert to know she wanted to do exactly what he had suggested. As if they had a mind of, her arms locked around his neck kissing him back. Only when Robert started to push her back on the desk did she come to her senses.
“No,” she said attempting to push him away. “This is an advertising office, not a motel room. Anyone could walk in.”
“Unless they know how to pick locks I doubt that would happen,” Robert whispered as he nuzzled her neck.
“Robert Flannigan, get the fuck off me,” Tamina ordered “or your nuts will be crushed,” as she brought her knee up against his balls, anger flowing into her body – but was it against him for walking out, or her for her lack of control?
Reluctantly Robert let her go and stood back, “You may have won this round but you have not won the war.”
Tamina stood up, straightened her skirt and blouse and turned her back to Robert as she started to make her way out from behind her desk. “Get the fuck out of my office and do not come back except to sign the contracts and do the photo shoot!!” she flung the words angrily at him over her shoulder.
Suddenly Robert grabbed her and pulled her back toward him, tucking her under his arm. “Will you ever learn Tamina that you act like a little bitch around me I will treat you like one,” as he brought his hand down on her arse twice.
When he released her, Tamina stepped back and raised her arm as if to slap him.
Putting his hand on his belt buckle as if to unfasten it, he calmly stated, “Try me Tamina. I have no qualms about using my belt on your arse.”
Tamina glared at him and said, “You bastard! Walk out of my bed without a goodbye and you have the fucking balls to think you can walk back into my bed. It will be a cold day in fucking hell before that happens!”
Robert laughed as he headed for the door. “You are still a spitfire and I tamed you once and I will do it again. Your arse and cunt will be mine again.”
At his smug attitude, Tamina saw red and grabbed her empty coffee mug, throwing it at his head as he turned toward the door. Luckily, Robert saw the mug heading for his head using his peripheral vision and ducked in time; the mug crashing into the wall in front of him
“Tamina, count yourself lucky today because if I did not have to get ready for the photo shoot, you would be across my knees quicker than you could say scat.”
As he unlocked the door and stepped out he saw a shoe come flying toward the door. Robert quickly shut the door, hearing two thuds and a scream. He laughed and climbed into his car, thinking how much fun it was going to be to tame Tamina again – and to fuck her.
On the day of the photo shoot, Tamina decided to dress down instead of up so she dug out a pair of a pair of her cowboy boots, her mid-calf denim skirt, and a blue short-sleeve button-down Chambray shirt. Even though she was dressed down on the outside, inside her clothes she wore a lacy navy blue bra that barely contained her 40C breasts and a matching thong.
When she walked into the area of the photo shoot Robert and the models were working together. Her boss Ted and Emily were sitting off to the side chatting and enjoying a cup of coffee. She nodded to them as she sailed into the reception area. Leaning over her desk she saw the contract had been signed.
As Tamina went to stand up, two arms snaked around her, cupping her breasts and pinching her nipples hard. “Bitch, after this photo shoot your arse and cunt are mine. And they are both going to hurt,” as he pinched her nipples again.
Robert went back to the photo shot with a smile on his face, thinking of the fun he was going to have with Tamina later and how her bare arse was going to look when his hand and belt got done with it.
Meanwhile, in the reception area, Tamina was steaming and wanted to throw something at Robert; making sure this time she did not miss. “He is an arrogant arse if he thinks I am just going to drop my thong when he demands.”
But this was not the time or place to throw something so she pasted a smile on her face and went back to the shoot. “Good morning everyone,” she said. “Robert, you did the first shoot for Emily Styles line of clothing so you know what she wants and expects. Is there anything different you want Emily?”
“Robert and I had a talk this morning so he knows the changes I need.”
Tamina gave the okay to begin and then stepped to the side to give Robert the freedom to work. Watching him work, the way he gently touched the three models to get them in the right position to make the scene work, and his sexy Scottish accented voice, began to have an effect on Tamina. When he bent over to move some props around, Tamina found her thong becoming damp at the sight of his firm arse covered by his tight blue jeans.
Swallowing hard, Tamina turned and went into the break room to make sure the catered lunch had been delivered and would be ready when they broke for lunch in an hour.
“He does have a fine arse, doesn’t he?” asked a soft voice from the doorway. “I wouldn’t mind tapping it myself or giving my cunt a ride on that bulge he tried to hide when he came back from the reception area before the shoot started.”
Tamina felt her face turning several shades of red so she kept her back to Emily and said, “Take him, Emily, with my blessing.”
Walking over to where Tamina was pretending to be doing something, Emily said, “He is smitten with you. Don’t let him get away.”
Turning to face Emily, she said, “He is a player Emily and I have no time for players. You know we connected after we did your first shoot but after three months he left with no note. It is too late.”
Emily gave Tamina a quick hug and went to check on the progress of the shoot.
During lunch, Robert sidled up next to Tamina and whispered, “Bet your thong is damp. I know how much my firm arse turns you on.”
“Well you would lose the bet,” Tamina lied, “because your arse is just another in a long line of arses I have had in my life in the past three months.”
As she turned to go away Robert gave her a smack on the arse and blew her a kiss. The rest of the shoot went off without a hitch and by six o’clock they had wrapped it up. Again, as if kismet, or fate, would have it she and Robert were the last two left at the agency.
As Robert carried the last of his photo equipment out to his car, Tamina followed behind him, quickly locking the door. Knowing how stubborn Robert was Tamina figured she might have to spend the night there until he finally got the message, give up and move on. Much to her surprise, and disappointment, he did not come back and knock on the door, begging to be let back in. After a few moments, she heard the car start and take off.
Just needing to straighten up the area where the shoot had taken place and go over the prints, Tamina decided to turn on her favorite radio station while she worked. One of her favorite dance tunes, Come And Get Your Love by Redbone, came on the radio and she began to sing and dance to the music while she worked. She was so absorbed in what she was doing she did not realize she had an audience.
As the song ended Tamina heard clapping and a familiar voice saying, “Bravo!! Encore!! Encore!!”
“How the hell did you get in, Robert?” Tamina asked. “I locked the front door after you left. I even heard you drive away.”
Robert laughed and said, “You forgot to check the break room door, darling. And yes, I did drive away. I just drove around the block and into the back parking lot,” as he moved toward her.
“Now I believe you and I have some unfinished business,” Robert told her as he began to unbuckle his belt.
Thinking to appeal to his cock, Tamina quickly went to him. She threw her arms around his neck and pressed herself against him, stopping him in the middle of taking off his belt. Robert knew what Tamina was attempting to do so he decided to play along – in the end her arse was getting spanked good and proper anyway. Robert left his belt undone as he leaned down and kissed her delectable lips hungrily; pent-up passion suddenly exploding between the two of them. Each hungrily began to undress the other, buttons popping off shirts, struggling to unfasten jeans and denim skirt, clothes being dropped or thrown to the side as they made their way to the couch.
Robert pushed Tamina back on the couch, falling on top of her, his erection seeking entrance to her hot wet center. Grabbing her thong, he ripped the thin material, exposing her sex slit. Positioning the head of his cock at the entrance to her inviting cunt, he pushed inward, causing Tamina to squeal. Not giving her time to adjust to the intrusion of his cock, Robert began to pound her pussy hard.
Tamina thrust her cunt upward, wrapping her legs around his waist, the heels of her cowboy boots digging into his ass. As their mutual orgasm began to build Robert latched on to a nipple and began to ravish it before moving over to the other, alternating as Tamina moaned and squealed at the pleasure waves coursing through her body.
“Fuck me Robert!!” screamed Tamina as she began to buck and wiggle on the couch, her cowboy boots kicking Robert in the ass – as if she were riding a wild bronco.
Her orgasm burst through her body to her very soul, taking her to a whole new level of exquisite pleasure, every nerve ending in her body seemed to be firing on high. Robert held back as long as he could to ensure Tamina had the ultimate cum before he gave a primeval scream, pumping a huge load deep into her waiting cunt. Spent, Robert collapsed on Tamina kissing her lightly.
They both lay like that for several moments sharing light kisses as they both regrouped after that intense fuck. Robert moved back off Tamina, his flaccid cock slipping slowly from her cum-seeping cunt. Spreading her legs, Robert buried his face in her cunt, licking and sucking the remains of their frantic coupling from her cunt until he had every last bit. He shared their juices with Tamina by kissing her, their tongues gently mating.
Moving around, Robert went in search of his jeans and underwear, putting both on and fastening them. He quietly slid his belt from the loops, folding it in half, and approached Tamina.
She was getting ready to step into her skirt, confident that their frantic fucking had erased altogether any thoughts of spanking when Robert’s voice said, “Drop the skirt and present ass.”
Tamina turned and saw him holding his folded thick leather belt in his hand and decided to try the seduction approach again. “Hell,” she thought to herself, “it worked once, it will work again. Men’s brains are in their cocks anyway.”
Robert could see in her eyes and the way she walked that she was in seduction mode but he steeled himself to resist her charms. As she wrapped her arms around his neck, she began to kiss and lick his neck, leaving a small hickey; her body molding itself to him. Robert could feel his cock starting to stir so he quickly peeled her from his body and took her over to the couch. Sitting down, he gave a small jerk on her arm, causing her to fall across his lap.
Moving her around until her arse was in the right position he brought the belt down across the middle of her ass. The next one was across her seat area, the third one just below the first one. Each time the belt struck Tamina squealed loudly, her arse bouncing as three stripes appearing on her arse in different places.
“Being the little bitch you have been lately, especially the temper tantrums, throwing things at me, and the threat of bodily harm to my nuts, deserves to have an arse full of stripes but I am only giving you three,” Robert told her as he dropped the belt to the floor. “But you are not getting off so easy,” as he began to use his hand to administer the rest of her punishment. By the time Robert was finished Tamina’s arse was bright red and felt on fire. “Act like this again and your arse will be full of stripes instead of handprints.”
He stood her on her feet. Getting up, he kissed her cheek, grabbed his belt and shirt, and left.
“Not again,” she thought but her pride would not allow her to call out to him, to tell him she loved him, to not leave.
Tamina wiped her tears on the back of her hand and bent over to pick up her skirt, stepping into it and pulling it up over her arse, the fabric aggravating the tender area. Picking up her shirt, she noticed a few buttons were missing but it was still wearable so she put it on. Tamina went into the break room to lock the door where she met Robert coming back in.
“I thought you had left,” Tamina said in surprise, yet overjoyed that she was going to get a second chance to tell Robert she loved him – if her pride let her.
“I did,” Robert told her. “I had to get something from the car.”
Robert walked over to her, got down on one knee and presented her with an open jeweler’s box in which sat a diamond ring with their birthstones on either side. “Tamina, I love you. Will you marry me and do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
All Tamina could do was cry, this time happy tears, and hold out her left hand. Robert got to his feet, took the ring out of the box, and slipped it on her ring finger. She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him hard.
“I love you Tamina but I had to leave so I could sort it all out. I was coming back to make things right with us but having to fill in for Tony was the frosting on the cake.”
“And I love you Robert and think I have since our first encounter,” Tamina said as she kissed him. “Let’s go home.”
