You let out a resigned sigh, not even looking back at Anita. You know what's coming, it's the sort of thing that happens to you every day one way or another. Yet another woman grabbing any excuse (or no excuse at all) to make some form of embarassing (and from your point of view unsatisfying) use of you. You're not completely certain that the ink wasn't just placed there by Anita herself so that she would have some sort of justification. Not that it matters anyway.
"Yes," you say in a blank monotone, "It would seem I have made a bit of a mess."
"You know how I feel about that kind of thing," says Anita, "Don't you? This is an offense that must be punished."
"Sure," you say, now resigned to your fate figuring that there's no way out, "After all, forget the fact that I came to help because you asked me. Forget that I went out of my way to do you a favor that may allow you a better life out of the kindness of my heart. Forget all of that. One ink spot on the floor and it's time to punish and humiliate Stan again. Freaking corporate pastime."
As there's no way out, you don't even bother to filter the bitterness in your words, just let it out as you await whatever punishment Anita has in store for you. It's not as if fighting, protesting, or even pleas for mercy have ever helped. Anita, however, seems taken aback. Obviously, she hadn't expected this approach and now seems to be a little uncomfortable. Eventually, she seems to come to a decision and turns you to face her.
"Alright, Senior Stanley," says Anita, "I accept that you did help me and very sweetly too, but you know I have to make an example when these things happen...to show that they cannot be tolerated. Still, I'd hate you to forget how much I appreciate the favor you did for me...so if you at least make a show of being punished, I'll use one that will be fun for both of us."
You swallow hard, unsure of what fate has in store for you, but given that you don't have much choice, you simply nod. With that, she grabs you and shoves you into the front of her janitorial dress. There is, you're surprised to find out, enough room for both, but the dress does hold you tight against her. Your face is half buried in her huge and saggy tits, your torso trapped against her big wobbling belly, and as for your groin...you begin to understand what's going on and inspite of yourself become very much erect. Anita can fell that and grins, her hands deftly manipulating you so that your pants and underwear are soon gone and you're down her expansive panties with your cock suddenly shoved up her greedily clutching pussy. Anita gives out a soft groan of approval and adjusts her clothing to make sure you can't go anywhere and wont fall out.
"That's wonderful," she says with a lewd smirk, "It's been a long time since I had a nice big dick in there. You just stay there while I make my rounds...and we'll both have a great time okay?"
Anita finishes this by grabbing your head and vamping onto your mouth with her large wet lips, french kissing you for a moment before strolling along her rounds, her movement causing you to fuck her and causing Anita to go about her work with a huge broad smile on her face. Everybody in the office can, of course, see you in your embarrassing position and you do your best to keep the embarrassment on your face while at the same time hiding how much you're secretly enjoying the trip.
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