A Bump On The Head

by Debbifan

Part 7

There had been an interesting dynamic when Debbi had interviewed Kemal for the vacancy with the company. It had soon become clear that the handsome young man of south Asian descent was more than qualified for the job. And so Debbi's mind had fallen to wondering how much he might know about tantric sex, while Kemal was wondering in turn about what might lie beneath that conservative business suit and how it would be a considerable perk to be working for such a fanciable boss !

So he was stunned to suddenly see her appear before him, dressed considerably less conservatively than she had been at the interview and with stripper music blaring in the background. "Debbi?" he gasped. Debbi held her finger to her lips to shush him as she began to unbutton her blouse. She had no intention of prolonging the agony with an extended tease and in no time at all she was down to just her Ann Summers underwear. Studiously avoiding looking at Sonia, she advanced on Kemal and thrust a foot up onto the arm of his chair, inviting him to pull down her stockings. She leant into him, accentuating her cleavage as she whispered into his ear. "There's a story behind this that I'll explain later. But this never happened, right ?" she insisted.

"Um, sure, er, right" the bemused Kemal agreed. Debbi turned her back on him to allow him to unclasp her bra, before turning and shaking her tits. She peeled her knickers down just as the stripper song ended , raising her hands in a 'ta da' gesture to indicate the end of the act. She became aware of the rest of the party at this point, of whom she had been oblivious thus far. They were a rowdy bunch and definitely enjoying the show. Debbi began considering the problem of gathering up her scattered clothes and scooting to the ladies to get dressed but before she could do that, Sonia grabbed hold of her wrist. "Who thinks this naughty girl deserves a spanking ?" she yelled. To a chorus of approval, she pulled the now naked Debbi forward to topple head first over Kemal's lap !

Debbi's world had turned upside down. Literally. Her face was almost in the beer stained carpet of the pub and her tits were hanging down. Her new employee's hand was grabbing her bare ass, where he had taken a firm grip to stop her toppling off of his lap and onto the floor after Sonia's surprise intervention. "You're supposed to be spanking her Kem, not copping a feel", Debbi heard a random voice call out. "That's right", Debbi now heard Sonia's voice agreeing. "Six of the best Kemal !"

Kemal's thoughts were as confused as Debbi's. He had this beautiful stark naked body draped across his lap, with an eminently spankable bare bottom uppermost. But this was not just any beautiful bare body. It was his boss to be ! What implications would this have for his new employment ? She had whispered to him that there was an explanation. Casting these thoughts aside, he brought his hand down firmly on Debbi's ass. The sound of the slap reverberated around the pub as Debbi's flesh shook from the blow. "Ow" came a muffled cry from close down by the floor. The crowd counted happily as Kemal administered the required six blows. He finished his task to a round of applause and a chorus of 'For He's A Jolly Good Fellow'.

Debbi took advantage of this distraction to clamber to her feet, scoop up her clothes and bag and rush to the sanctuary of the ladies. In a vacant cubicle, she hastily dressed in her knickers, blouse and mini skirt, stuffing the bra and stockings into her bag. Emerging from the loo, she spotted a convenient side exit and snuck out through that without having to traverse the bar.

Once outside and sitting in her car, Debbi pondered what to do. She did not want to stew all weekend worrying about what would be an excruciatingly awkward reunion with Kemal on Monday morning. She watched Sonia and the others as they left the pub. They were all returning to work but Kemal was receiving hugs ands handshakes and it appeared that he had been given the afternoon off on his final day. Since he had been drinking, he didn't have his car with him and so he began walking across the car park towards the bus stop. Debbi beeped her horn and wound down the car window. "Need a lift ?" she offered.

Kemal climbed into the passenger seat. Debbi's hopeless mini skirt had once more ridden up around her waist. Men are strange creatures. Kemal had just had his pretty new boss spreadeagled stark naked across his lap and felt the warmth of her flesh under the palm of his hand. But the exposure of so much bare leg coupled with a glimpse of panties and the fact that Debbi was obviously not now wearing a bra were enough to make his cock twitch.

"I said there was an explanation to all this" Debbi began as they remained sitting in the car park. She commenced to give a slightly doctored version of the truth, in which Kaitlynne morphed into a lifelong friend from school days. She explained how she had felt compelled to help out the struggling and desperate single parent in her hour of need. How she had stood in for her to save her from losing her job with the agency. Debbi didn't feel it was necessary to go into details about all the other gigs she had covered that week.

"I had no idea that it was going to be your leaving do. I begged Sonia to let me off when I found out and I even offered to pay back the fee they had paid but she was having none of it. She thought it was funny and threatened to have my friend sacked if I didn't strip !" "Yeah, that sounds like Sonia" Kemal conceded. "So we're agreed then ? This never happened, right ?" Debbi urged. "Absolutely" replied Kemal. "Though I can't erase my memory banks" he added with a grin, causing Debbi to blush. Kemal was simply relieved that the incident was not going to effect his new job.

"God, this is so embarrassing" gasped Debbi, as reality hit and she placed her hand over her mouth. "No need to be" Kemal reassured her. "You were being a good and loyal friend. It was an admirable thing to do, karma will reward you" he continued, before spoiling it slightly by adding, "Anyway, you've got a rocking body !" His phone then vibrated with an incoming. Debbi looked at him quizzically. "Anything important ?"

"Only a photo one of the guys took" Kemal replied noncommittedly. Debbi caught a sight of the photo before Kemal had a chance to hide the screen. It depicted her hanging over Kemal's lap, with his hand raised preparing to strike ! Worse still, she had chosen that moment to turn her head towards the camera so that her face was clearly recognisable. "Oh my god, are you going to delete that ?" Debbi cried. "Do I have to ?" Kemal joked. "Well, put it this way, I wouldn't be best pleased to ever see it pop up as somebody's screen saver" Debbi continued. Kemal laughed and made an ostentatious show of pressing delete on his phone. "You're a gentleman" Debbi complimented him. Kemal didn't mention that he had already received half a dozen other pics, including a spectacularly clear full frontal of Debbi in the 'ta da' pose. Plus he could always get his mate to resend the photo he had just deleted.

Debbi started the car engine. "You'll have to give me directions to your place" she said, happy to have cleared the air and made the best of a bad job.

*****

Debbi had brought takeaway pizza and a bottle of wine as she turned up at Kaitlynne's on Saturday for an afternoon of girls' talk.

K (aitlynne) : ( Laughing ) I don't believe you Deb, you're outrageous. You go girl ! I've never shagged one of the customers !

D (ebbi) : Well, he wasn't a customer really. His work mates had paid hadn't they ? He was just the recipient.

K : Well, yeah, if you're going to split hairs. But still. How did it happen ?

D : So, like I said. I'd wanted to talk to him, you know explain and all that.

K : You were so unlucky, it being his leaving do out of all the people it could have been.

D : Tell me about it ! Anyway, when we got back to his place he said ' do you want a coffee ?' And I was like, sure. Then I said maybe he could finish off the spanking.

K : ( shrieking ) Why did you say that ?

D : I dunno, it just kind of popped out. I think there was that photo on his phone, it was just still uppermost in my mind. And I guess after a week of taking my clothes off I was feeling horny.

K : So did he ?

D : Yeah. He said I was a very naughty boss, moonlighting when I should have been at work. So I stripped off and got back over his lap and he walloped me another dozen or so times !

K : ( who hadn't stopped laughing ) And then ?

D : He said I'd gotten him all worked up and he needed a blow job.

K : Blimey, did it taste of curry ?

D : I didn't swallow ! And anyway he could go for hours without coming as I found out !

K : But what about back at work on Monday ?

D : We agreed again that it never happened. Anyway, he's married.

K : What ?

D : Well, kind of. Betrothed or whatever they call it. One of those arranged marriages. She's back in Pakistan until she's old enough.

K : But it was still sort of adultery ? What about their religion ?

D : He said the Imam reckons it doesn't count if it's a white woman 'cos we've got such loose morals.

K : That's convenient for them.

D : That's what I thought but who cares when they're so good in bed !

D : ( watching him crawl around the floor ) So the bairn's better ?

K : He is. Honestly, I can't tell you how grateful I am to you. And letting me keep the money from the gigs too. And all those tips from Pussy Paradise ! They loved you there. Dermot keeps telling me he'd have you back any time.

D : I know, he told me that on the night. Goodness knows why with my terrible dancing !

K : But I can always give you more lessons.

D : Er, thanks but no thanks !

K : Seriously, how did it go there ?

D : It was fine. I think there were a couple of guys there who knew me and thought they recognized me but as Dermot said, it's all deniable with the blonde wig.

K : Exactly. And you know with the club there's no way anyone has any photos.

D : No, thank god. ( assuming an Ana voice ) Bouncers deal with perverts !

K : ( laughing ) Ana's great isn't she ? She comes across so fierce but really she's an old mother hen taking care of us all.

D : I know. You should have seen her when I first turned up and she thought I'd taken your job. I was worried she was going to thump me !

K : But I mean really, what about coming along with me sometimes ? We could work on a double act, a kind of make believe lesbian thing ? The punters would love that and think of the tips ? You're a natural.

D : ( shaking her head ) No, I don't think so. I've had more than enough of a taste this week, thank you very much.

K : Well think about it. I promised Dermot that I'd try. It wouldn't be every week. At least come round here next week and we can try out a routine ?

D : We'll see !