Ellie was changing the cd as she backed out of the parking place and hadn’t bothered checking her back up mirror again. Unfortunately, Casey was reaching for his wallet and had taken his eyes off the lane just at the right moment and the ‘gods” took over. Casey’s front bumper made contact with Ellie’s passenger door. She came storming out of the car yelling at the top of her lungs
“What
the hell do you think you’re doing?. Why
weren’t you watching where you were going?
“You
backed up into me. Not the other way around."
“I
did not”. How dare you even suggest it
was my fault?” shouted Ellie
“It
was your fault”, Casey said trying to keep his temper down. By now a crowd had started gathering and Casey
just wanted to get out of there. He had
only had his car for a week and this silly twit, with a car that looked older
than her, pulls out in front of him. He just hoped she had insurance.
Casey
suggested they exchange insurance cards and he would file the accident report. She
reached into her glove compartment and pulled out her information. He handed her his insurance card which she
grabbed and started to put into her pocket.
“Write
down the information” he told her. “I
want my card back” She fumbled in a purse that looked more like a suitcase
looking for pen and paper. After a few
moments, he was so frustrated he just handed her his pen
“I
would like to get out of here sometime today. I have to get to work” Casey
said.
“If
you weren’t in such a hurry we wouldn’t be standing here now” she spit out at
him.
Casey
couldn’t believe the nerve of this little spitfire. Okay, she wasn’t so little, she was tall but
thin as a willow with gorgeous chestnut brown hair, green eyes and a smattering
of freckles across the bridge of her nose.
‘What was wrong with him, spending time thinking about how she looked
instead of what she had done to his car.
He watched as she walked back to her vehicle. She had a cute little ass,
one he’d like to see over his knee. He
grinned as she pulled away.
His
secretary saw him pulling into the drive and saw the damage to his new
car. She bet he would be a bear and she
immediately called his brother. Reed was
a General Manager at the local dealership and would make arrangements to get
his brother’s car repaired. When he
walked in she asked what happened. She
saw him ratchet himself up and was sorry she had asked. He went into a diatribe about how this rude
young lady pulled out in front of him.
“You
were at least a little more civil than you are now, weren’t you?” He ignored
her and continued with his rant.
“I
guess not then. I called your brother,
he will take care of everything. He said
he would have another car available for you should you need one”
“Of
course I am going to need one,” he snarled at her.
“If
this is the way you acted at the accident scene, I’m not surprised that the
other party was rude. You’re acting like
a spoiled little boy”. Vivian told him. Vivian had been his secretary for years and
was twenty years older than he and sometimes acted as much like his mother as
his secretary. He groaned and rolled his
eyes.
He
made the necessary calls and got down to work.
He headed a large architectural
firm in the area . His work was his
life. He dated here and there but didn’t
have time for a real relationship. His
brother and parents were always on him that time was passing him by and he
should take time to enjoy life before he turned into an curmudgeony old man. Anyway, he hadn’t met anyone he wanted to see every morning over the breakfast
table yet.
Vivian
came in and said she was leaving for the day and did he need a ride. He said no, Reed was coming by with his
loaner car. When Reed arrived, Casey was
at his drawing board.
“Brother,
you HAVE got to get some downtime”
“This
is downtime, I’m working on my someday dream house”
Reed
said it was good he was thinking of the future but he should be having some fun
now. Casey said he was a fine one to
talk, Reed hadn’t settled down yet either.
They decided to get a bite to eat and when they walked into Sally’s, a
little neighborhood place with good food, sitting in the booth near the
entrance was Ellie Carmichael. He nodded
to her and she stared at him. Reed asked
who the “hottie” was. Casey responded the “hottie” was the girl that ran into
him earlier in the day.
“Well,
brother, it looks like you lucked out.”
“How
do you figure that, she ran into my car”
“A little old lady could have
run into your car instead of her”
“You are welcome to her. She’s a little too flighty for me brother”
“You learned that in the short
time you saw her this morning. Give her
a break. She was just involved in a
fender bender and was probably a little tense.”
“Can we just get a table? I’m starving”
They found a booth and Casey
took the side facing Ellie. He was
trying to glance at her over the menu.
Reed caught him and commented
‘so you’re not interested eh
brother’. Casey ignored him but continue
to sneak those looks. Reed was right she
really was cute.
Suddenly, he watched as she got
up from her booth and started walking in their direction.
“Why are you staring at
me? Are you trying to intimidate
me? Do I have food on my face? She asked
him sarcastically.
“Don’t flatter yourself, Ms.
Carmichael? I am not staring at
you. I am merely trying to read the
menu”
“Well then your eyes should be
on the menu, not me.”
Reed was enjoying himself as he
watched Casey squirm in his seat. His
brother who was always so in control was completely uncomfortable in the
presence of this girl.
“Aren’t you going to introduce
me to your friend, Casey”?
“Reed, meet Ms. Carmichael, the
lady who hit me this morning”. Ellie sneered at him. “Miss Carmichael may I introduce my brother,
Reed Gentry”
Ellie smiled and extended her
hand to Reed. She then refocused her
attention back to Casey.
“Well, did you report the
accident?”
She stood there tapping her
foot. Casey was thinking she was the most irritating woman.
“Yes, I did what I said I was
going to do. Now, if you don’t mind, I’m
hungry and I would like to order some dinner” and he went back to reading his
menu, leaving her standing there.
“Well, EXCUSE ME, MR. GENTRY, DON ’T LET ME INTERFERE WITH YOUR PERFECT LIFE ” and she stormed away.
People in the neighboring
booths were staring and he all he wanted to do was teach her a lesson in
manners. Obviously, she hadn’t been
spanked enough when she was younger, or recently for that matter.
“What’s the matter, little
brother? It seems to me that little girl
has gotten under your skin”
“She just makes me want to take
her over my knee. She’s is downright
rude”
“Me thinks you doth protest too
much”.
“Enough, give me a break” said
Casey. “Can we just order now?”
The rest of the dinner was
quiet. Reed and Casey talked about
everything but the earlier events. When
the evening was over, Casey dropped Reed off at the dealership and drove
home. Casey showered and got into bed
but for some reason he didn’t understand why Ellie Carmichael kept invading his
thoughts. He finally drifted off to sleep and when he woke in the morning he
realized his dreams were filled with a girl that looked an awful lot like
Ellie.
He dressed in his workout
clothes and headed off to the gym. After
his workout he was walking out of the training room and ran into somebody while
he was reaching for his locker key.
“Obviously, you make a habit of
not watching where you are going Mr. Gentry”?
Oh shit, it’s her again he
thought. “I’m sorry, I was distracted”
“Distracted again? I would think after yesterday you would pay
more attention to that annoying little detail.”
“I said I was sorry and I meant
it, now if you will excuse me.” He started to walk away and she gave him one
more sarcastic remark to which he turned around and replied.
“What you need is someone to
take you in hand, because you are out of control”
“And tell me. Mr. Gentry, do
you think you are that someone”
“I just might be, Ms.
Carmichael as he strode past and into the locker room.
Ellie stood there watching him
retreat. She hadn’t noticed his looks
yesterday morning but last night in the diner she did. He was tall, good looking but not pretty and
had an air of self confidence about him.
Today, with his hair all messed up and his body all sweaty after his
workout, he was definitely hot. She had
all she could do to keep her hands where they belonged and not explore those
muscles that just rippled under his body-hugging workout shirt. She might want
this man to take her in hand. Whatever
that meant? She shook her head and went
on her way.
At work, Ellie kept seeing
Casey with his mussed up hair and sexy body everytime she tried to concentrate. Finally, she decided on a plan of
action. She made it a point to be at the
gym the next morning. She waited in the
reception area until she saw him ready to head out to the parking lot and
purposely ran into him.
“Not you again” he said.
“Why do we keep running into
each other? I think fate is taking a
hand”
“I don’t believe in such
nonsense”
“Are you too cowardly to see if
there might be some truth to it, or are you willing to take a chance?”
“I’m willing to take risks when
necessary. What did you have in mind?”
“I thought maybe we could meet
for drinks and after that if we haven’t done bodily harm to each other we could
move on to dinner”
He laughed and suggested they
meet that evening at Barry McGill’s, a hip downtown bistro.
He was sitting on a barstool
watching the door when she walked in.
She was wearing a coral sheath dress and very high heels. Every male
head turned as she walked past. He stood
up and nodded to the hostess. Seconds
later she was ushering them to a quiet booth in the back.
He couldn’t believe it; they
spent the entire evening together and talked and laughed and not one snippy
remark. He had such a great time he
asked if they could do it again.
And they did. Almost four times a week for the next three
weeks.
The following Saturday, Casey’s
firm was having a picnic and he invited Ellie, his brother Reed and a date.
When they picked up Reed and Cathy and introductions were made, Cathy made some
offhand remark to Ellie. Casey could almost feel a cold wind in the air. He squeezed Ellie’s hand to give her silent encouragement. The picnic was in full swing when they
arrived. Reed and Cathy hopped out and
waited for Ellie and Casey to park the car.
Casey asked Ellie what was wrong and she said she was fine.
“Okay,” he said, “but I expect
you to behave. I work with these people
and I don’t want a scene”
“Are you chastising me? We’re
not even there yet and I haven’t done or said anything wrong”
“I know that Ellie but I sense
there is something going on in that pretty little head of yours and I would
appreciate it if you could keep it under wraps for the day. Once we get home you can unload”
She stuck her tongue out at him
but grabbed his hand and the four of them joined the crowd. They signed up for a couple of the different
races and when one of Casey’s workmates snagged him to be her partner in a
race, Ellie started to pout. Casey
quieted her down but when Casey and Marcy won the race Marcy came over to Ellie
and said Casey couldn’t have had a better partner because she always won those
races. It became a game of one
upsmanship, with Marcy and Ellie trading jibes to each other. Casey’s attempts at intervening were ignored
and it wasn’t until Marcy’s date pulled her out of there that things quieted
down. Casey was angry with both Marcy
and Ellie. Casey was letting Ellie know how he felt when she told him he could
go to hell. Things went from bad to
worse.
By the time they got to her
house, Casey followed her to the door and Ellie told him he didn’t have to
bother coming in. She tried closing the
door on him but he managed to get one foot in the door. He pushed his way in. She turned around and
punched him in the nose – all bet’s were off.
“I’ve thought this is something
you’ve needed for a long time, Ms. Carmichael and by damn I’m going to do
it. If you don’t want to see me again,
or call the police, sobeit but maybe the
next guy will benefit from this lesson I plan on teaching you”
With that, he pulled her over
to the couch and began spanking her. He
didn’t even start off slow, he was giving her rapid fire full out spanks right
from the beginning. He was lecturing her
the whole time and he seemed to punctuate every word with another smack, each
one harder than the last. The more she
fussed and fumed, the harder he spanked.
When he didn’t think his hand could
handle one more smack, he quit.
He pulled her up, hugged her and walked toward the door and out to the
walkway. Before he got to his car, he
heard her yelling
“Hey coward, afraid of what’s
going to happen next”? He grinned,
turned around and was surprised when she came flying into his arms.
