The following day was a routine workday for Jane. Miss Doober had taken the afternoon off, but Jane found a note in her slot from the head librarian. It more demanded than requested her presence at Miss Doober's house that evening at seven p.m.
Jane was mystified. She would have liked to think the summons had something to do with a raise. But she couldn't imagine why Miss Doober would ask her to her house for something like that. Curiosity as much as duty brought her to Miss Doober's door at seven sharp.
She scarcely recognized the woman who answered Miss Doober's door. She was wearing black spike high heels, a tight black skirt and a black shirt open at the neck. She was also wearing make-up. Jane had never realized how attractive the older woman was. Without her glasses and her dowdy clothes, she was a completely different person. For the first time in weeks, Miss Doober smiled at Jane.
It was a strange smile – one that made the blonde shiver. She walked into the living room, looking back over her shoulder nervously every two seconds. The look on her boss' face was uncanny.
"Sit down right there, Jane."
Jane sat on the edge of a straight-backed armchair, waiting for Miss Doober to speak. She was beginning to wonder about the other woman's outfit. Had she dressed up just for Jane? It seemed a strange kind of at home costume. For a minute, she thought Miss Doober looked just like a high-class madam. She suppressed a giggle.
Her boss' first words erased all thought of humor. "I saw you making love to that boy last night. In the library. Quite a demonstration the two of you were putting on."
Jane bit her lip and stared speechlessly at Miss Doober. It had happened at last! She had been found out! She had known all along the risk she was running, but the rewards seemed to make it worthwhile. Now she was not so sure – now that she was about to join the ranks of the unemployed.
Miss Doober seemed pleased that she had left the girl stunned and lost for words. "You know, of course, that I could fire you on the spot for what you did last night… and goodness knows how many other nights before that."
Startled, Jane looked up at the older woman. "Could fire?" Did that mean Miss Doober hadn't make up her mind yet? She felt a surge of hope. The idea of such a degrading blot on her record frightened her… fired for screwing on the premises!
The blonde's expression reminded Miss Doober of the innocent girl she had hired months before. She felt a surge of the old affection. A strange throbbing in her cunt added to the excitement she had been feeling all day. She had been looking forward to this moment so much. "It's entirely up to me, you know, whether you stay or go. Of course, maybe you don't want to stay on." She held her breath. If Jane said 'no', the whole game was up.
"Oh yes! I do!" Jane was being very sincere. She couldn't afford unemployment.
"Well, perhaps that can be arranged, but I think you'll agree you deserve to be punished for your shameful behavior."
"Yes." Jane hung her head. Extra duty? Cut in salary? "Whatever you say, Miss Doober."
The older woman beamed with satisfaction. "I always thought you were a sensible girl, Jane. Before you met that Cathy Coke, anyway!"
The blonde wanted to jump to her girl friend's defense, but she thought better of it. The subject of Cathy only seemed to rile Miss Doober.
There was a tremor in the head librarian's voice when next she spoke. "Are you ready to take your punishment now, Jane?"
Jane noticed the lusty twinkle in Miss Doober's eyes. It went well with her outfit. She was beginning to understand there might be a kink or two in Miss Doober's plan. But she had no choice but to go along. "Yes, Miss Doober."
"All right. Kneel down on the rug facing that couch."
Trembling with a perverted excitement, Jane did as she was told. On Miss Doober's instructions, she pulled up her skin, and pulled down her panties. The next thing she knew, she was recovering from a sharp blow to her bare ass. "Oooowwwwww!"
"It's no more than you deserve, Jane! You were a very bad girl and you deserve to be punished." The older woman was so excited by the sight of the tight wriggling ass before her, she could hardly speak. She raised her hairbrush high over her head and again brought it smacking down against the firm flesh. Jane's cries made her pussy throb inside her panties.
"Yessss, Miss Doober!" Tears stung the blonde's eyes as blow after blow rained down on her vulnerable ass-cheeks. She would never have believed the severe head librarian had a weakness for spanking. Jane felt like an actress in some blue movie, bending over and meekly taking her punishment from a depraved older woman. But this was no playacting. The pain radiating from her buttocks made what Miss Doober was doing to her only too real! Jane hadn't been punished like this since she reached puberty, and her father had grown too embarrassed to spank her any more.
"God, you should be ashamed of yourself, Jane! Lying naked on that table letting that guy eat your pussy! Then letting him stick his cock up inside you! I've never seen anything like it! You have no shame, girl! No shame! Maybe I can teach you some!" Miss Doober's words were interrupted by periodic smacks of the hairbrush. The older woman shifted her attention from the remembered scene of Jane screwing the teen and the reality of the wriggling ass before her. She wanted to reach out and stroke those firm round ass-cheeks. But more than that, she wanted to punish Jane… to teach her some respect for her and her library! How long had she wanted to have this beautiful young woman at her mercy and now her dream had come true!
"No! Oooohh! I'm sorry!" Strange things were happening to Jane as she squirmed under the blows of the hairbrush. She realized she wasn't just going through this to save her job. Some perverted side of her was actually enjoying moaning and writhing under a hail of blows! She could feel her pussy getting wet! Her clit throbbed with rising hunger! Miss Doober was satisfying some deep-suppressed part of her that she hadn't allowed, to surface until now.
She could recall the times when she was a little girl and her daddy had punished her by bending her over his knee and spanking her. Though the blows had hurt, she had felt very close to her father at those times. The two of them were sharing something very special… something intense and emotional, something even her mommy wasn't involved with. The twisted pleasure of those bygone days came back to her now, with each whacking blow of Miss Doober's brush.
The crotch of Miss Doober's panties was soaking wet. She could no longer stand the strain of holding back the passion she felt for the beautiful young blonde. Now that she had Jane withering and pleading for mercy, she had to make it up to her, make it up in a way that would bring them both a final releasing charge of pleasure.
When the blows finally stopped, Jane was at a loss at what to do. Her clitoris was hard as a pebble, throbbing for attention. She wanted desperately to reach down and wrench it into orgasm. The only problem was Miss Doober. The alder woman was calling the shots. Since she had come this far already, Jane didn't want to risk her job on a false move.
Carefully she looked back over her shoulder. What she saw made her heart skip a beat.
Miss Doober had shed her skirt and blouse. What she wore now was a lacy black bra, a black garter belt and stockings and her spike heels. Strapped around her loins was the real corker – an awesome looking dildo. She smiled down at Jane. "Are you ready, Jane?"
The young blonde had already gone so far in this absurd charade that she let no scruples stand in her way. She was hot and hungry and Miss Doober had the means to relieve her tension. If her boss wanted to screw her with a dildo, then so be it! "God, yes! I'm so horny, I'm dying!" She turned back to face the couch and wriggled her ass expectantly in Miss Doober's direction.
The head librarian was about to realize the forbidden dream of a lifetime. She had had women lovers before, but never one as beautiful as Jane. She knelt behind the blonde and shoved the tip of the dildo against her upturned pink hole.
"Holy shit!" Jane had never felt anything that huge shoving at the portals of her cunt. She wiggled back eagerly, trying to find the right angle to take that thick shaft. At last with one long lunge of Miss Doober's hips, the dildo drove deep into Jane's pussy. "Aaaaaggghhh! Oh my God! It's wonderful!"
Delighted with her employee's response, Miss Doober grabbed her hips and began to work the artificial cock in and out of her clasping cunt. Months of pent-up frustration were shed in seconds. The older woman no longer had to resent the younger for having something she couldn't get. Because now she had it!
"Oh, it feels good to screw you!" she grunted. Her fingers left white welts in Jane's ass that was a bright blotchy red from her earlier spanking. With greedy hands, the chief librarian stroked and caressed those firm round mounds. She could scarcely believe that she was touching them now, after admiring them from afar for so many months.
Jane screwed her ass hungrily back onto the filling shaft attached to Miss Doober's pussy. She had never had anything this big in her cunt. But rather than pain, the blonde felt nothing but a deep overwhelming pleasure. She wouldn't have believed it of herself, but it seemed she had lost all scruples as fat as pleasure was concerned. She would take it whenever and wherever it was offered.
She realized that from here on in, her duties at the library would include keeping Miss Doober's pussy happy. Even that depraved thought excited her. After all, she had turned Miss Doober on! And that was something that even Cathy Coke hadn't been able to do!