More hygiene

Lisa was sitting at her desk at the busy law office working in a very important report. The 37 yr paralegal was getting older but still quite a sight at 5’10 and a little over 200 lbs. She wasn’t exactly fat, but time was catching up with her. Her big ass was getting fatter and fatter, and her 36c tits were starting to sag. She was almost done with her report when her boss approached her desk and asked to her stand up.

She got up and had a whiny little back and forth while her boss very patiently explained that the company now required health and hygiene checks every week and it was simply her turn. She turned crimson as she numbly unbuttoned her blouse exposing a white lacy bra holding her heaving tits in. She died inside a little when her boss sniffed her shirts armpit area. She had to fight back a tear as she pulled her slacks down, standing in her bra and a pair of grey bikini panties. She answered dozens of extremely private, intimate questions in front of her colleagues shes known for years. Was she on her period, was she sexually active, when did she lose her virginity, how many kids does she have, how often does she masturbate, does she use toys, does she engage in anal sex, oral sex?

She felt so utterly alone and helpless as her saggy tits fell out of her bra, her panties sliding down to her knees, her flabby, hairy twat lewdly on display. She hung her head and cried softly as she stood there completely naked.

Her boss leaned in closely to lisa and said something quietly. Lisa sobbed out loud and bent over, spreading her ass cheeks open. She then stood and spread her pussy lips open, crying pathetically.