Sitting in her office, Mindy scrolled through the photos she took that morning at home before work. She scrutinized each photo and finally settled on a photo of her smiling with her cleavage spilling over the neckline of a red babydoll style lingerie dress that she had bought just for this occasion. She picked a second photo she liked, one taken in bed, showing just her tanned legs with a bright red thong hanging around her ankles, contrasting against her stark white bedsheets.
She was laughing out loud to herself as she started composing the text to go along with the pictures. "Hey baby. Glad I met you last week. Drinks were fun. Maybe we can meet up again? Here are some images to remember me by. 😘"
She continued chuckling as she attached the two pictures she selected to the message and sent them to her husband Rick. She immediately followed the text message with another message saying, "Shit. I can explain," and attached a video she made showing her looking at the camera and sliding a lingerie strap off of her shoulder then stopping and laughing while saying "Happy April Fool's Day!"
She waited excitedly for a reply after sending the messages, clicking the mouse absentmindedly on her computer but looking more at her phone to check for new messages than the spreadsheet open on her screen.
Mindy was looking forward to seeing Rick's reaction. They had always tried to prank each other while they were dating, but had stopped the last few years. With work and young kids, they had lost so much of what made their relationship fun. She wondered if he would believe she could be cheating on him, if it would make him angry. How relieved he would be when he saw that it was just a joke. Another part of her hoped that he would find the photos sexy and they would finally have sex again after weeks of being too busy or too tired. She had never sent him sexy photos before and she was nervous he would not the way that she hoped he would.
Finally she heard the ding of a notification on her phone. She was surprised to see it was from Rio Corp, the company she worked for. But her stomach tightened nervously as she opened it, realizing finally that she had sent her messages to a company phone number instead of Rick. The message simply said "Please report to your manager's office immediately."
Fuck. She took a deep breath and got up from her desk, straightening the pencil skirt she was wearing to make sure her lack of any garments underneath would not be visible.
The door to her boss' office was already open but he looked to be engrossed in reading something on his desk. She knocked gently. He continued reading but held up one hand, gesturing for her to wait.
She stood nervously in the doorway for him to finish. As she waited, she noticed the way her breasts moved up and down as she breathed, straining against the top of her blouse. She suddenly wished that she was wearing something much less revealing.
After what seemed like an unbearably long time, he finally told her to come in while continuing to read the document in front of him. She closed the door and he gestured toward one of the two chairs across from his wide oak desk. When she sat down, he finally put away the document he was reading and looked at her for the first time.
His expression did not change but she could feel his gaze traveling down her body, studying her. She was thankful for the large desk in between them and hoped it provided some cover for her if he did not approve of her appearance at the moment. He folded his hands in front of him and sighed. "Mindy..." he began, his voice sounding tired but firm.
"What were you thinking? Sending explicit text messages to a company line? I always thought you cared about the business." He stood up and started pacing the office as he spoke. " Usually, she loved watching him move about the office, his business clothes always fitted to show off the broad chest and narrow waist he had managed to maintain well into his 40s. His movements, always easy and graceful. But today he seemed like an agitated animal that might strike at any moment.
"Just because we are a small company does not mean there are no rules. Just because there is no HR department, does not mean you can send crude jokes to the company."
Her commitment to the business was not what she thought they would talk about when she came to the office. She was so surprised he did not focus on the content of the messages. Tears threatened to escape as she finally managed to say that it was a mistake and she had not meant to send the messages to a company phone.
"You cannot be so careless. You think you can do anything here. But there has to be consequences." He paused his pacing close enough to her that she could smell his body wash and could see a small loose thread on a seam of his dress pants as he stood towering over her.
"Stand up," he ordered her.
"Where are we going?" she asked, genuinely confused about what was happening. She didn't believe she would be so easily left off the hook to go back to her office when he just said there would be consequences.
"You look confused," he said. "I guess I have to spell it out for you. I'm not telling you to go back to your office. I'm not telling you to go home. You are going to bend over my desk and I am going to spank you for your gross negligence in sending your very sexy but very inappropriate pictures to my work phone. Hopefully, it will help you understand that you need to keep private things private.
Mindy was shocked. This was the last thing she expected him to say. They had been working together for four years now and he had always been polite and professional with her at work. While she has on and off fantasized about bending over his desk, he has never given her any indication that it was something he wanted.
