You got too absorbed in the show

Unlike the apologies that took place in the cafe, this one attracted quite a bit more attention. When the woman was kneeling with her legs slightly spread, her raised bottom drew a small crowd with all passers-by trying to get a peek down the middle. It is one of the passers-by looking at his watch that reminds you of your own obligations… Which, it turns out, you are going to be late to now. And, it would seem, you will probably will not get away with “Hey, sorry guys” when you do make it.

Trying to move fast but without creating some new incident like pushing someone or dropping something, you clear your table, double check that the Rulebook is secure in your bag and start walking fast towards your office building. You see one more scene unfolding on the way, but you really do not have time to stop and watch and only catch a glimpse of a woman lifting her dress in front of a small group. She probably is regretting wearing a thong… Or maybe it won’t matter in the slightest because it will be off too in a minute, unfortunately you won’t find out. Continuing to move quickly but still carefully, you make your way up in the seemingly unchanged building and walk to your office through the maze of hallways.

You are only a few minutes late as you open the door… And freeze, as you otherwise would have run into a bottomless woman bent over a stool. The woman is Laura, you recognise her from the back easily enough (by her hair, not by her bare bottom) and she dragged the stool over from the little “apology station” in the corner. At the same time, you are perfectly familiar with it and never have seen it before… And suddenly you know exactly wha Laura is doing. Specifically, she is applying lubricant to a dildo attached to the top of the apology stool. The humiliation of what you now know you will have to do washes over you, but apparently your new memories have not revealed everything at once, because Diana calls out: “Shouldn’t you be getting undressed for the special managerial, Jen?”

You “remember” two things there. Firstly, the two of you are on good enough terms for her to talk to you like that despite you being her boss. Secondly, your position of higher responsibility has indeed led to an office tradition (which you can violate if so you choose without official consequences… but with plenty of social ones) of your apology being a notch up from that of your female subordinates. It’s a rather bizzare feeling; you cannot quite remember what you will have to do, but you are absolutely sure that you will in just a few moments. In the meantime, however, Laura has finished preparing the dildo. With her hands on her head, she sits down on it, taking a few movements up and down for her pussy to swallow it. She then makes a fairly short apology speech and gets up. You seriously feel like the lubing up and the subsequent disinfecting took more time than the apology itself.

Laura returns to her desk and you realise that you forgot to get undressed, watching her… And that you finally remembered what it is you will have to do. With a feeling of walking through a solid wall and wondering if you should quickly get the Rulebook out and erase this nonsense, you step forward.