Catherine Winston, 36, Office Lady

"Good morning, Catherine."

"Good morning, Mr Swanson." Catherine smiled at the early-twenties guard standing by the main entrance of her employer, Fairfield Financials. "No contraband, I'm afraid."

"I don't know, I feel like those two might count," Mr Swanson said, glancing at Catherine's breasts. They were covered - Fairfield Financials was amongst the more conservative businesses in the country - but her blouse was still rather tight and even with fabric on top, men's imagination didn't have to work too hard to figure out the shape of what was hidden by it.

"I doubt Mr Fairfield would like it if you confiscated them," Catherine said.

"Probably true. Well, go ahead," Mr Swanson replied, giving Catherine a firm swat on her behind as she finally walked past him. Catherine winced.

"Oh? I didn't think you were that sensitive."

"Hubby feels that maintenance is important, now that I'm working again," Catherine said by way of explanation. "Early morning switching, to make sure the spankings I earn later in the day have the 'Proper Sting.'"

"Ah, that'd explain it. Well, be careful then. Or-"

"-deal with the consequences, I know." Catherine sighed. "That's how it is these days, I guess."

"I could treat that as sass and give you the belt right now, you know."

Catherine's eyes widened. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean-"

Mr Swanson flashed her a smile. "Don't worry, it's fine. Up now, girl. If you're late it'll actually be the belt and we don't want that, now do we?"

Catherine nodded, smiling weakly in return. "I'd rather not. Thank you." She was temped to add 'Eric', but knew better than to address her male coworkers by their first names. She doubted Eric - Mr Swanson - would mind that much, he was young enough to not particularly care about proper formalities, but appearances mattered, and they weren't alone.

She made her way to the elevator, not paying attention to the hand that proceeded to reach under her skirt after she entered it, and pressed the button. Her workplace on the fifth floor was waiting.