Spank Me, Mr. March

Daye Martin was not the typical secretary. She wore pigtails to work and did not follow the usual office attire of dressing. Even in the winter she was a sun worshipper, and the sun lamp at her desk warmed her chocolate skin and kept the winter blues away. To her, it wasn’t about how she looked but that she knew her job very well. She knew what her boss Morgan March wanted and was able to anticipate his every want and need. Who knew one night his want would be for her. And that his need would be to take her to the heights of passion in very naughty ways. When he put her over his knees to spank her, Daye learned something new about the elusive Mr. March.