Margaret huffs and puffs as her mother drags her into her the Sterling Cooper office.

"Mom why do we have to be here?" she groans and her mother turns to her.

"Because you're father has offered to take us for lunch now stop complaining" she scolds and they reach her father's door.

"Hello Judy, how are you?" Her mother makes conversation as Margaret folds her arms and puts a bored look on her face.

"Good thank Mrs Sterling, I'll let him know you're here" Judy pressed the intercom and speaks through the microphone.

"Mr Sterling, your wife and daughter are here" as soon as she finishes, the door opens and Roger walks out, his arms open wide.

"Hello my darlings" he kisses Mona and then Margaret who pulls away with disgust.

"What, can't a father give her little girl a kiss" she rolls her eyes.

"Dad I'm not your little girl" she grumbles and Roger rolls his eyes.

"This is why I wanted a boy" he jokes and Mona slaps his shoulder lightly.

"What are you two doing here" he asks and Mona sighs.

"You said you would take us out for lunch, remember" Roger looks between the two of them and then nods his head.

"Oh right of course, sorry I've been so busy today" Mona rolls her eyes at Roger.

"I knew you would forget, come on, we're still going" Mona adjusts her purse and Roger turns to his secretary.

"Cancel everything this afternoon".

"Oh Mr Sterling you have the Lucky Strike meeting" Roger groans, remember he has an important meeting with Lucky Strike.

"Oh shit I forgot" he turns to Mona and she groans.

"Roger!" she says in frustration and he hugs her softly.

"Good now we can go home" Margaret mumbles and her mother scolds her.

"Margaret! We're going" she raises her voice and Margaret huffs.

"Listen as soon as the meeting is over, we can go" he smiles and Mona sighs.

"Alright fine, well I'm going to go shopping, and you can wait here" she points to Margaret.

"What the hell that's not fair mom" she yells and Roger rubs her back.

"Come on, don't you want to see daddy at work" Margaret shoves him off her.

"I don't even want to be here" she whispers and turns her back to both her mother and father.

"I've had it with her Roger, she can stay here with you and when you're done I'll meet you in the lobby down stairs" Mona decides and Margaret turns back to her mother.

"Thanks" she says sarcastically and Roger shakes his head.

"You two are already giving me a headache" he chuckles but stops when Mona shoots him a serious look.

"Hello" Margaret turns around as she hears a new voice enter the conversation.

Her eyes are met with a tall man, dressed sharply in a dark suit. A crisp white shirt is tucked neatly into his pants and a blue tie, tied in a Windsor knot is wrapped around his neck.

His jet black hair is combed and gelled back, his face clean shaven and the smell of cologne and smoke lingers from him.

"Mona you remember Don Draper" Mona smiles, walking over to him.

"Of course Roger we went to dinner with him only a week ago" Mona rolls her eyes and kisses Don's cheek.

"Don lovely to see you again".

"You as well" Don smiles and his eyes wonder to Margaret.

"You remember my daughter Margaret" she introduces her and Don steps forward, greeting her.

"Of course" Margaret steps forward, her eyes not leaving his.

"Hello Mr Draper" she smiles and holds her hand out for him to shake. His long fingers wrap around her small ones and shake her hand.

"Margaret, nice to see you again" he says softly and she feels a tingle go up her leg. She doesn't let go of his hand until after a few seconds and she bites her lower lip to stop a grin from appearing on her face.

"You going somewhere" Don asks to the group.

"Well Roger was supposed to be taking us for lunch but he forget he has a meeting so I'm going shopping while Margaret stays here" Mona smiles but Margaret doesn't take notice.

She's too fixated on the tall man in front of her.

"Of course he did, that's why we have secretaries" Don points out and Mona laughs softly.

"Alright enough with the blame game" Roger holds his hands up and Don chuckles softly.

"Well I'll leave you to it, lovely to see you both" Don looks at Margaret, a soft smirk on his lips. Her heart flutters inside and she nods her head smiling.

While her dad is in the meeting and her mother has abandoned her to go shopping, Margaret waits patiently in one of the empty offices.

She sit's bored, staring into space and looks back and forth at the clock. She groans as she sees it's only been 3 minutes since she last looked at the clock.

Her head turns as she hears some voices and she watches as Don walks past the office with another man. She sits up from the couch and tries to look out the door to see where he is going.

He passes the door and he's out of sight so she gets up and peaks round the frame, watching as he diverts from the man and into an office.

She turns back and a grin appears on her lips, an idea popping her in mind, grabbing a mirror from her purse, she checks to make sure she looks presentable and brushes her hair so it's soft and bouncy.

Taking a deep breath, she walks out the office and down to the one at the end. The door has silver letters with DONALD DRAPER written on the front.

She stares at the door and notices that there is no one at his desk. His secretary must be somewhere.

She steps forward and opens the door, entering inside. Don looks up from his desk, his eyebrows furrowed with confusion.

"Margaret, everything alright" he asks and she smiles, nodding.

"Hi, yes everything is fine, I was just waiting for my dad, he's taking a while" she slowly walks over to his desk.

"Yes, he's in a meeting at the minute, you're welcome to stay in here with me" he offers.

"Thank you, what are you doing?" she asks and he chuckles softly.

"I'm working" he mumbles and she stands by his desk, looking up with her doll eyes and a smile on her lips.

Her eyes wonder over his face and she licks her lips at the sight of his. His dark green eyes stare into her brown ones, sending pleasure up her legs and between her thighs.

"Really" she whispers and places her hand on top of his, flat on the desk. Don looks down at her hand, looking back up at her, his lips set in a hard line.

Margaret's breathing becomes deep and she feels tingles all over her body, her pussy pulses as Don places his other hand on top of her's and moves it to the side.

He stands up straight, showing dominance and confidence and stares down at her.

"Tell me Margaret, do you have a boyfriend?" he asks and she shakes her head.

"No" she smirks and Don takes a deep breath. Margaret gasps as he grabs her arm, pulling her over his knee as he sits down on his desk chair.

She gasps as her dress is pulled over her ass and rests on her back. A foot kicks her legs open and keeps them there.

Don's hand slips inside her panties, pulling them down to her ankles.

She flinches as his hand trails up her leg and across her pussy, teasing her and then resting on her backside.

"Tell me, do you think it's appropriate to come into my office without even asking" he brings his hand down straight onto her backside and she gasps as a whack is planted there.

"No" she answers but she yelps as her hair is pulled backwards, Don's lips going to her ear.

"No what" he whispers.

"No Mr Draper" she smiles and he lets her head go, delivering another spank. Her pussy throbs as she starts to feel wet down there and she moans as his hand makes contact with her ass.

"You think you can just come in and ask me what I'm doing, like you own the fucking place" her legs shake as he spanks her again.

"No Mr Draper" she shakes her head. Her ass is starting to tingle and her cheeks now have bright red hand prints displayed on her white skin.

"Does your dad know what a little slut you are" she bites her lips, trying to hold her moans inside but one escapes.

"No Mr Draper" she breathes and another spank is delivered.

"Ahh" she moans, her juices dripping down her thighs and her pussy tingling.

"Tell me what a slut you are" he demands.

"Oh I'm a little slut" she moans, squeezing her eyes and Don spanks her hard.

"That's right… and who's slut are you" his hand trials down her thighs and between her legs. She gasps as he pushes a finger inside and she grips the carpet with her fingers.

"Your slut Mr Draper" she answers as he pushes his finger in and out, her pussy pulsing around his finger.

"That's right" he whispers and fingers her more. A hot flush rushes through her body as she moans, her legs becoming weak and her body shaky.

"You want me to fuck you?" he asks and she nods her head.

"I can't here you" he stops his fingering and she whines.

"Please Mr Draper fuck me" she begs and she's thrusted off his knee and pulled on top. Don undoes his trousers, pulling his dick out and placing her on top.

She moans as he enters her and she thrusts up and down, her pussy slapping against his balls.

His hand grips her hair and the other around her neck. She leans her head back, her eyes closed as pleasure takes over her and she feels herself coming close.

"Oh god, I'm going to come" she moans and Don takes his hand, slapping her cheek and she yelps.

"You don't come without my permission" he orders and she nods.

"Yes Mr Draper" she continues to ride him, getting him hard. Don's breathing becomes harsh and he groans as she jumps up and down.

"Oh please can I come Mr Draper" she grips the arms of the chair as she keeps her rhythm going. Don smirks as he watches her get close.

"Not yet" he breaths as he too feels close and he moans, leaning his head back on the chair.

"Please Mr Draper" she tries to hold it back and feels her orgasm is only seconds away.

"Yes" she spills out, her body convulsing and her thrusts coming to a halt as she releases over him.

"Ahh yes" she moans and sweat beads drip from her forehead. Don pulls her off and sits her on her knees in front as he rubs himself, getting closer.

She opens her mouth for his load and he shoots inside, his come pasting on her lips and cheek and she moans, licking her lips and tasting his juice.

Margaret breaths deeply and Don takes a few seconds before bringing his pants up and buttoning them.

She stands and pulls her panties up, breathing harshly as Don smirks.

He leans down giving her a kiss and she moans. Don smirks, pulling her over to the door and opening it.

Roger stands outside the door, talking to Don's secretary.

"There you are, come on, let's go your mother's waiting" Roger waves his arm for Margaret to follow and she steps out of Don's office.

"Thank you Mr Draper" she smiles and walks off behind her dad.

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