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How Bill Helped Sandra Improve Her Work
By Eleanor Powell | April 30, 2009
How Bill Helped Sandra Improve Her Work
PART ONE
Sandra checked her Work Sheet very carefully, ‘I can’t afford to make any mistakes,’ she muttered to herself.
It was 4.15 on a Friday afternoon. She was having difficulty concentrating, Bill her Area Manager was late; he usually got here by 3.30.
Then the door opened and he came in; a tall lean man, wearing a dark blue suit, with a pale blue shirt and navy blue tie, that exactly matched the colour of his eyes As usual, he had an air of a man who had control of everything.
Bill had been her Area Manager for three months, and he was so fit, she found herself fantasising about him. What would it be like being spanked by him, she wondered.
‘Good afternoon Sandra, how are you?’
‘I’m fine thanks Bill,’ she answered, hoping she sounded as cool as he did. ‘Was the traffic bad?’
‘Yes, there was a bump on the East Lancs, so it caused a bit of a jam, that’s why I’m later than usual.’
‘Well glad you’re safely here,’ she said, her face was burning. Oh dear, am I blushing or having a hot flush? She thought.
If he noticed her flushed face he said nothing.
‘Ok Sandra, I’m sure you want to get home to your family, have you done your Work Sheet?’
She handed it to him, her eyes lowered.
He looked it over.
‘Sandra,’ he said, his voice had an icy edge to it. ‘You’ve made the same silly mistake yet again.’
‘Sorry Bill, please show me how it should be done.’
‘I’ll show you once more, but you’re an intelligent woman, so I can’t imagine why you’re making the same mistake week after week.’
He showed her how the calculation should have been done.
‘Next week,’ he said, ‘I expect it to be correct.’
‘What are you going to do if it’s not?’
‘I may have to stop your productivity bonus.’
The following Friday, Bill arrived at his normal time.
Sandra had painstakingly checked and double checked her Work Sheet, she was sure; there were no accidental mistakes on it.
Bill looked it over. His exasperation was plain in his voice.
‘Sandra,’ he said, ‘are you making these mistakes on purpose?’
‘Why would I do that?’ she asked.
‘I haven’t a clue, you tell me. Do you remember what I said would happen if it wasn’t right this week?’ he asked.
‘Yes, but please don’t stop my bonus, I need the money,’ she pleaded.
‘These silly mistakes you’re making are costing time and money, so have you any other ideas on how we can sort it out?’
‘You could spank me,’ she said quietly.
This time it was his turn to go beetroot red.
‘Well, it’s up to you Sandra, get it right, or I’ll have no alternative, but to take action next week.
‘It will be just as you want it in future,’ she promised.
‘That’s good,’ he said. ‘Right, I’ll be off now, I promised my wife I’d take her shopping.’
He left, closing the office door gently behind him.
Sandra busied herself, tidying the office – locking files safely into their cabinets.
Her mind was racing. Why did he go so red when I mentioned spanking me? Shrugging her shoulders, she thought, time will tell.
To be continued ……
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