Page 23 of Hard Lessons
I realized that I was going off track. The plan was to defile Gabe’s little sister in every way known to man, just so he’d know how it felt to have something you cherished taken from you, but after spanking her in my office… something changed.
Revenge wasn’t at the forefront of my mind.
She was.
Watching her perky tits bounce as she moved around my office, spanking her firm ass, and watching her panties grow wet with arousal had done something to me. All I could think about was making her mine once and for all. Maybe that would be revenge enough.
Sure, Gabe would be pissed when he found out about all the dirty things I’d been doing with his sister, but to have her fall for me, to have her choose me over anyone else, over him, that would be a level of revenge I never thought I’d reach.
Once I got home from the bar and grill, I went straight to bed. The moment my eyes closed, she was all I could see. She plagued my mind. I knew my obsession with her would only get worse as time wore on, as I experienced more and more of her. I didn’t know what was stronger, my need for revenge or my newfound hunger for her.
Someone knockedon my office door, pulling my attention away from my computer.
“Come in.”
The door opened, and Evelyn walked in, wearing a sweater dress that hugged every curve and ended at her mid-thigh. She had on a pair of knee-high boots and a leather jacket—nerdy, edgy, sexy.
“I got your email that said to meet you here before class this morning.” She tugged her backpack up higher on her shoulder.
“Come here,” I said, standing from my seat.
She slowly started walking closer, looking nervous and unsure.
“Is this about the other night? I swear, I went straight home and I was alone all night.”
I shook my head. “No, this isn’t about then.” I picked up the latest assignment that she had submitted via email the day before. “What is this?”
She looked at the paper I was holding up. “My paper?”
“I said, I’d make sure you got passing grades, but I didn’t realize you were going to try turning in total shit.”
Her mouth fell open in surprise. “What’s wrong with it? I followed your guidelines.”
I put the paper on my desk. “I can’t give this paper anything higher than a D. If I did, my grading would come into question, and trust me, neither of us needs unwanted attention from the dean or anyone else.”
Her jaw clenched, and she nodded. “Okay, what do you want me to do?”
“You’re going to have to redo the assignment, and do it better this time. This is sloppy and thrown together with little to no planning. It’s like you sat down in front of your computer and just started typing out every random thought that popped into your head. If you want those good grades, you’re going to have to do better than this. I want to still see some effort from you.”
“I thought that’s why you were turning me into your little plaything? You get what you want, and I get good grades. I didn’t realize I still had to earn them.” She glared at me.
“Careful, Miss Ashford. Spoiled brats often get punished.”
Her cheeks reddened, but her glare didn’t stop.
“You write a C paper, you’ll get a B. You write a B paper, you’ll get an A. You write a D paper… and you get taught a lesson.” I grabbed her wrist and tugged her over to me. She let out a soft gasp at my sudden touch. I whirled her around so her back was to me.
I pushed against her back, forcing her to bend over my desk. Her face rested on her paper. Her breath came out ragged and shaky as her small body trembled for me.
“You see that paper there, Miss Ashford?” I pushed her sweater dress up over her ass until her black panties were revealed.
“What are you going to do?” she asked, breathless.
“I’m going to teach you a lesson.” I leaned to my right and opened the top desk drawer, pulling out my wooden ruler.
“You’re going to spank me again?” she asked, her shaking growing more intense.
“I’ll do worse with this ruler if you don’t hold still,” I warned as I angled my body so I was standing beside her, one hand resting at the top of her ass, the other holding the ruler.
