“Why not?” He pestered her as she left the copy room.

“I told you I don’t date co-workers,” she said. “Besides,” she turned around and pushed him against the supply cabinet, “you wouldn’t be able to handle me.”

He chuckled. “Well you say that but you won’t give me a chance to prove otherwise,” he said as he straightened himself out.

Bianca walked back to her cubicle. Ben followed behind like a faithful puppy. Frustrated, Bianca turned to face him. “Ben really, go back to work. I don’t have time for this.”

“No, I won’t leave until you agree to go out with me. I don’t care where or what we do I’ll show you I’m up for anything and everything.”

His enthusiasm made her smile. It wasn’t that Ben was an unattractive guy. He was slim and tall just like she liked. The only thing was, she also imagined him to be completely vanilla. The one thing she was not. She looked into his green eyes and tossed her hands in the air as a sign of defeat.

“Ok, fine you’ve worn me down,” she said. “But I get to pick what we do, and no matter what we do I don’t want to hear a word of complaint,” she shook her finger at him.

“You got it, whatever you want I’m there.”

This fool had no idea what he was getting himself into Bianca thought to herself. It brought a smile to her ruby red lips. They made plans to meet at her apartment Friday night and take it from there. Bianca watched as he walked back to his cubicle. His tight little khakis accentuated his rear. She couldn’t wait to tear into it. She loved a virgin ass.

Friday came more quickly than she anticipated. She barely had time to get all her things in order. As she hurried herself around the apartment the bell rang announcing Ben’s arrival. Bianca rushed to the intercom. “Who’s there?” She asked, knowing well who it was.

“It’s me Bianca, Ben, sorry if I’m a little early. There wasn’t as much traffic as I thought there would be.” His voice crackled over the intercom.

“Don’t worry about it, come on up,” she buzzed him in. “I hope you’re ready for what’s in store for you,” she said to herself.

Within seconds, he was at the door. He must have taken the stairs two at a time to get up here that fast, she thought. She took her time getting to the door. She made sure everything was in place and that her skintight vinyl dress and knee high boots shone to perfection. There was nothing she hated more than a messy appearance.

She swung the door open and tried to contain the laughter from his reaction. As soon as he saw her, his jaw dropped, his eyes went straight to her breasts, which were pushed up thanks to her skin tight corseted dress.

“Are you sure you’re ready for anything?” She asked. He nodded his head yes, his eyes still glued to her dress. He was barely able to mutter a response.

As much as she found his reaction flattering she was ready to get on with the evening. She placed her index finger under his chin and lifted his face so their eyes could meet.

“I’m up here Ben,” she said before taking a step back. “Now get in!”

Ben looked at her with a confused expression but did as she said. She watched him walk in. Her eyes fixed on his tight jeans in the same way Ben had been fascinated with her breast. Once inside Bianca slammed the door shut, it made Ben jump.

“Bianca what’s going on?” He asked. “Just what do you have planned?”

Bianca waked up to him and slowly, circled him, and stopped behind him. She pressed her voluptuous chest against his back and playfully ran her hands up and down the front of his pants. She could see the bulge in his pants grow.

“You said you were up for anything,” she said as she pressed her crotch against his ass. “You also said you could handle whatever I had in store.”

Ben shuddered as Bianca undid his belt and slowly pulled it off his waist. A bead of sweat dripped from his forehead down the side of his face. He closed his eyes and waited for her to unzip his jeans instead she startled him by snapping the belt in the air like a whip.

“STRIP,” she commanded.

He looked at her not sure if he should take her seriously or not. She sensed his hesitation. It was starting to make her mad, the longer he waited the more he would have to suffer she thought.

“You think I’m joking? I said Strip!” She snapped the belt again; only this time she snapped it against his legs.

He jumped back and scrambled to take his clothing off. She slapped the belt buckle against her hand and tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for him. He threw his pants and shirt off to the side, kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks. He even took off his watch and college ring. When he got to his boxers he stopped, he wasn’t sure whether she wanted those off too.

“I don’t have all day,” she said sensing his uncertainty.
He pulled off his boxers and tossed them with his other clothes. Bianca admired his willingness to obey. Maybe she had been wrong about him, maybe he could keep up with her. She circled him again, this time inspecting his body. Just like she thought he had a very fit body. His chest was lightly haired, his stomach rippled. His hands crossed and held on to his crotch but he wasn’t able to completely hide his package, he was that large.

Bianca left him there in the middle of her living room and went to get her things from her bedroom. He remained where he stood without even being told. That was a plus for him she thought. When she returned she saw the fear in his eyes as he saw what she carried in her hand. It was a large wooden paddle with air holes all throughout. It almost resembled a large wooden racket.

She used the paddle to push his hands away from his cock. His dick fell limp between his legs. Even soft he had to be at least eight inches, she was sure he would probably grow to a full foot once hard. If things progressed she would have a good time riding that monster cock. The thought made her smile. It had been so long since a guy had warranted her pussy.

Bianca walked up to him and pressed her chest against his. His cock immediately began to harden. All men are the same, she thought. He looked dead ahead not daring to look at her. She inched her face next to his, with her stiletto boots she was just as tall as he was. Slowly she licked his ear as she ran the paddle up and down the side of his body. He swallowed hard as she rubbed the paddle down the length of his shaft. He was completely hard and just as she thought he was about 12 inches.

“You know what’s coming, don’t you?” She asked.

Ben nodded his head yes. He knew what she wanted and he was willing to do it. Without her having to saying anything he got on all fours. His ass stuck straight up in the air. Bianca stepped behind him and slowly rubbed the side of the paddle down the middle of his ass. It was a smooth white ass, so pale, like a clean chalkboard. Without warning she raised her hand and swung the paddle down on his pearly white cheek. His back arched he was unprepared for her strength -- most virgins were.
The blow left a bright red impression on his otherwise flawless behind. She took pleasure in slapping him a second, third, and fourth time, each time a little harder than the next. Ben bit down on his lip to keep from screaming out. The last thing he wanted was to make her madder. Beads of sweat filled his forehead and settled in a pool on the floor in front of him. To Bianca’s surprise, his cock remained hard. He was really enjoying it.

She beat him several times until red welts filled both his cheeks. She had left more than her mark on him; she had left a piece of herself. The last few slaps weren’t as hard. She could see his arms tremble he was struggling to hold himself up. Bianca pulled all the way back and gave him one last slap with everything she had, it made him collapse.

Completely satisfied she tossed the paddle to the couch and walked in front of him. With the tip of her boot she raised his head so that he could look directly into her eyes. “You surprised me Ben. I didn’t think you’d be able to handle it.”

Slowly he pulled himself up on his elbows. “I won’t be able to sit down for a month,” he said.

Bianca bent down and stroked a strand of hair off his face. “You don’t regret it do you?” She asked sensually.

“Are you fucking kidding me, when can I see you again?”

She laughed.