How does her shift start?

Like normal

When Beatrice walked through the door, the hotel seemed normal. Denis, the front desk attendant, smiled at her.

“Good evening, are you ready for a long night?”

Beatrice rolled her eyes at the younger man who towered over her, as she walked up to him. “I’m sure it’ll be fine. Anything I need to know about?”

Denis shook his head. “Nope, been pretty quiet so far. Gus put the bags of candy in your office before he left for the evening.”

“Awesome, thank you. Love your costume, by the way.”

Denis beamed. He was wearing a worn-out version of his uniform with blood splatters and rips. He had some red makeup on his mouth to complete the zombie look. “Thank you! I worked hard on it! Are you going to be wearing a costume tonight?”

She winked at him. “I’m already wearing it. You’ll see the full thing when we start doing Trick-or-Treating.”

Beatrice smirked at his confusion, walking to her office and locking the door behind her. She pretended she had forgotten about the new security camera in her office, as she sat down in her chair and scooted in after putting her purse in her desk. As she pulled up her emails, she reached a hand under her desk. The security guard for the night, Steve, was a sweet man who was a few years older than her.

Beatrice knew the guys who would be working tonight had a group chat, as they were friends outside of work. So, she planned on acting strangely to get them to focus on her. Right now, she had her hand under her skirt and caressed herself, not quite masturbating. She didn’t want to get too wet too early. Once she got bored of it, she decided to see what she could get up to.

Retracting her hand from her skirt, she left her office to see what the guys were up to.