By the time they reached Martin’s office, Debby’s heart was racing with excitement. He held the door for her like a gentleman, but then locked it once they were both inside. He went behind his desk and sat down while Debby remained standing, waiting to see what he was going to say.
Martin just sighed and took his time trying to form whatever words he was going to say. The anticipation drove Debby crazy, and when the first thing out of her father’s mouth was a long sigh she thought she would just explode.
“Am I in trouble, Dad?” she finally asked, feeling her face flush hot. “Did I do something wrong?”
Martin nodded. “You know perfectly well what you did. And that it’s not just one thing, but a lot of things. Your behavior lately has been very troubling.”
“Troubling? I’m sorry, Daddy,” she said. “I didn’t know I did anything to make you mad.”
“Well, you did. Maybe not mad, exactly. But I’m very concerned and I just don’t know what to do with you.”
“Well, you’re my dad. You can do anything you want with me,” she said with a tremor in her voice.
Martin nodded again. The look on his face left no doubt that he caught her not-so-subtle suggestion. Then he breathed another deep sigh.
“You’re not too old to be punished, you know,” he told her.
“Punished? Why would you want to punish me?”
“For one thing, just coming to class dressed like that.”
“Geez, Dad, it’s not like I’m the only one,” she protested.
“You’re the only one I’m concerned about,” her father replied. “And you’re the only one who spread her legs and flashed her panties.”
Debby took a moment to summon all her courage. The nagging ache in her nipples and pussy should have helped, but as she stared into her father’s eyes she just wanted to melt.
“I only did it cuz I thought you’d like it, Daddy,” she said meekly.
Martin sighed again. “That’s the problem. I did like it. But it’s wrong, and you can’t be doing things like that, especially when I’m in the middle of a class.”
The nervous girl couldn’t hold back a smile. Being in trouble didn’t seem to matter in the least now that she knew her father liked seeing up her short skirt.
“You liked me sitting on your lap the other night, too,” she pointed out.
“That was completely out of line,” her father replied sternly.
“But you really liked it, Dad. I could tell. And I did, too, so what’s the problem?”
“Seriously? That was completely inappropriate. And if that’s not bad enough, I’m still in trouble with Amanda because of it.”
“Why, Daddy? We didn’t do anything wrong.”
Martin frowned. “I shouldn’t even tell you this, but I was still aroused later when we went to bed, and Amanda knew it wasn’t because of her.”
Debby gasped loudly. Her face flushed all over again with excitement. “That’s amazing. I’m sorry Amanda got mad, but it was just natural, right? It’s not like we did anything that bad.”
“It was very bad,” her father admonished her. “And between your behavior then and today, don’t go thinking you’re too old now for a spanking.”
Debby let that sink in a moment. Her father had never spanked her once, and she couldn’t help wondering if punishing her was what he really had in mind. Either way, feeling him touch her ass for whatever reason was all she could think about now. As far as she was concerned, he could smack her ass as hard as he wanted.