Back in the pre-sexual harassment era, this sort of thing wasn't in the least unusual. I worked in advertising in the 60s and 70s, and it wasn't at all uncommon for secretaries, and other young female members of the staff, to be playfully turned otk and spanked right there in the office by their male colleagues. No one thought anything of it; it was regarded as a form of flirtation.
There was one rather cute secretary who was always making excuses to borrow things off my desk, and invariably leant right across me to do it rather than going around. I often gave her the odd swat, with a warning of what might happen if she kept up this game. One day I decided she'd pulled this trick once too often, hauled her over my knee and started spanking her. She squealed and giggled, but made no attempt to escape. The office door was open and my boss, the Creative Director, happened to be passing. He glanced in, grinned and said, "Susie, stop distracting Phil - he's got work to do." |