He owes her

Karen looks the boy up and down and then down at her own cum stained body. "Well I need to find him," Karen says slowly, "and I'm pretty certain you owe me a favor now."

James looks at her in shock for a moment, "I.... I'm really sorry..." he mutters, trying to look anywhere other than the large breasts pointing in his face.

"Good," Karen replies, taking a step closer to him. "Then you can give me your shirt so that I can carry on searching."

"My shirt?" James asks his eyes widening as he looks down at his body. "I... I can't do that."

Karen took another step forward, finally letting her anger show. "You can if you don't want your manager to find out about this."