Catherine watched through the crack in the door as her associate rifled through her bag. She had thought that he might be the culprit! On previous days she had noticed that her jogging clothes seemed to have been moved, and now she had caught him, and boy was he going to pay!
She watched as David nervously checked to see that he was alone. Then furtively he removed her knickers from the bag and raised the crotch up to his nose.
Catherine timed it perfectly, taking the photograph just as he inhaled!
"David! What ever do you think you're doing!"
The poor chap didn't know where to put himself. At one point he looked like he might cry!
"Well? I think that you owe me an explanation, don't you?"
David's face was scarlet with embarrassment. He began to stutter something unintelligible.
Catherine loved to see him squirm. She had known that he was attracted to her for a long time now, but clearly he was too shy to make his feelings known. To be truthful, this was a real turn on for Catherine. Not that she particularly fancied him or anything! No: it was more that she enjoyed torturing him.
"Sss sorry. I just…"
"Yes?"
"I just thought…"
"You just thought that you'd rifle through my bag, steal my underwear and get a cheap thrill by sniffing the crotch! Is that it?"
David hung his head.
"I mean, how is this going to look when your manager sees this Polaroid? She'll blow a fuse!"
"Oh please! Don't tell her. I won't do it again, I promise!"
"Oh well that's alright then! I can sit back safely in the knowledge that despite the fact that one of my colleagues has been riffling through my underwear, he's promised never to do it again! Why did you do it in the first place? That's what I want to know?"
"Well I. I just like you. That's all. There's nothing pervy in it. Honestly."
David regretted that last statement the second it had passed his lips!
Catherine picked up the phone and rang through to switchboard.
"Hi Thelma, Catherine here, is Jenny in her office at the moment?"
David became really agitated now.
"I'm sorry! Please forgive me! I really need this job."
"She is! Ok, and she'll be free in about ten minutes. Ok that's great. Thanks Thelma."
Catherine put the phone down and sitting back in the chair watched David squirm.
"It seems to me that you have ten minutes in which to explain yourself David. I realise that I probably intimidate you, but don't worry, perhaps you'll find it easier to tell Jenny."
David sat down. "What do you want?"
Actually it was a good question, and one that Catherine hadn't actually considered. She decided to question him further.
