Stay here and do his job

He had no business going outside until he was done in here. He still had cleaning supplies, his cart, his mop and his dignity. Plus, he did not want to piss off any supervisors that might be out there, watching out for overly curious janitors that were not working their wage. They were strict with their policy in making sure the support staff did not come into contact with the guests too often. It was a service standard thing. Sighing to himself, Robert continued spraying and wiping down the marble sinks, continuing to ignore the hubbub outside. He would not be expecting anyone needing to go the bathroom since he had put up the out of service sign right by the door. Anyone who had to answer the call would have to conveniently go to the other ones on the other side of the casino, which should not be too much of a hassle.

Some time passed. He had just finished with the sinks when he heard a loud banging noise. It made him jump out of his skin, whipping around to peer at the classy looking wooden swing door behind him. A brown skinned woman in a disheveled but tight fitting split skirt summer dress had barged in, having knocked over the sign behind her. The first thing that Robert noticed was an exposed boob, eyes widening over the luscious round size, easily an F cup, topped with a large, erect nipple. Her long raven curled hair swayed as she stumbled further inside in her tall stiletto heels. She seemed clearly drunk out of her mind, groaning, moaning and mumbling to herself in a foreign language that he could not understand, quite possibly something Spanish. It did not seem apparent if she had noticed him.

"Uh, sorry, madam, but this bathroom is out of order..." Robert politely said to her, gingerly stowing his cleaning equipment back onto the cart behind him, "But if it is an emergency, I could step outside for a short moment..."

She did not answer him, which seemed a bit worrying. He was about to approach to help her up from leaning against the wall next to her, but he immediately stepped back in a critical double take when her hands started sliding up her body. Her right cupped over her naked tit and the other dove between the split in her skirt to rub down her thigh. He heard her purr loudly, an erection inducing rumble between her lips, her slender hips rolling about in a steady, sexy writhe. He saw her head tilt back, eyes rolling upward. She had an amazingly beautiful face, like some latino model from a dirty mag. She was young. Probably in her 20s. With the gold necklace around her neck, she was most certainly rich. With the gold ring on her finger, quite likely married too.

Was she touching herself?

"Uh... Madam...?" Robert was getting very uncomfortable watching a guest do this in front of him so suddenly. If he did not act right now, he could get fired for sexual harassment, or worse.