I hurried back up to my desk and got there just as my lunch hour was ending. I grabbed the sandwich I had made this morning from the lunch room fridge and started eating it at my desk. I looked up to see Lori leaning over the side of my cubicle partition with a big smile on her face.
"Hey Jon. I just wanted to let you know that Frank will be picking you up outside at 3:30. I've cleared it for you to go at that time. You should be able to get everything done tomorrow by lunch time which is good because I think he wants to start heading back around 1:00 or 2:00. Anyways, since you're going to be doing the work on the Newman account with me for awhile, I think Derek is probably going to talk to you about some of your other files," she ended with a sly wink and then moved off back to her office. I watched her succulent ass sway back and forth as she leisurely walked away from me. I turned back to my desk and did some work and then about fifteen minutes later, my supervisor, Derek, stopped by my cubicle carrying a few files under his arm.
"Hi Jon," he said as he perched on the side of my desk. "So Lori's asked for your help on the Newman account so that's gonna take up quite a bit of your time. I hope you don't mind working under her for awhile." If only he knew I'd been under her for over an hour this morning! "So gather up the files you've been working on for me and bring them into my office. I want to see where you're at on them." He stood to go and the files he held started to slide out of his hand. He tried to grab them and ended up almost juggling them before they fell to the floor in a mess of papers.
"Oh shit," he exclaimed as he knelt to gather them up. I leaned forward to help and the photos in my shirt pocket fell out on top of the papers strewn about the floor. We both stopped dead as I realized what had happened and Derek saw what was on the photos. He picked up one and I noticed it was one which clearly showed my face half covered in cum and Mr. Wolfe's big cock lying across my cheek.
"Oh fuck! Uh......sorry Jon," Derek said in a nervous tone and dropped the picture back on the floor. I said nothing but hurriedly gathered them up and stuck them deep into my pocket. I was crimson with embarrassment as I helped get together the rest of the dropped papers and handed them back to Derek. Neither one of us said a word and he headed into his office and closed the door.
"Oh shit!" I thought to myself. What a mess I was in now. I wondered if Derek was going to say anything to anyone about the pictures. What a fucking disaster! I had no idea what to do and just hoped he would try and forget the whole thing.
I pulled out the files I'd been working on for him and gathered together all the pertinent information I thought he'd need to know. With my tail between my legs, I carried all the documentation to his office and knocked on the door.
"Come in," he said after a lengthy pause. I entered his office and saw him turned halfway around in his seat looking out the window. I closed the door behind me and brought all the files over to his desk.
"Here's the information you wanted Derek," I said sheepishly as I set the folders down on the corner of his desk.
"Uh, yeah. Thanks Jon," he said turning back towards me. "Sit down. We've gotta go thru some of this stuff. So tell me where you're at on the Gulliver deal." I felt comfortable that he seemed to be ignoring our earlier awkward situation and for the next half hour I brought him up to speed on the files I'd been handling.
"Well, that's great. Thanks Jon. You do good work." He paused but made no move that would indicate he was done talking to me. "So you're not married, right Jon?"
"No," I answered softly, wondering where this was heading.
"Oh yeah, I guess not. Sorry. Yeah, I guess you're lucky that way," he said with a nervous laugh. I knew that Derek was married and had three young children. He was about forty and I'd seen his wife a number of times in the office and at social functions. She was attractive and pleasant but not an overly friendly person. "After the third kid, things just haven't been the same between Julia and I. We put up a good front but I haven't been too happy with things for a few years now." I wondered why he was spilling his guts to me about this stuff but I sat patiently and nodded in agreement where it seemed appropriate.
"Ummmm.....those pictures.....you ummmm......you look like you're enjoying yourself in those," he said nervously.
"Ummm....yeah....I guess." I wasn't sure how to respond. I didn't want to get into any trouble but I didn't want to lie to him either. And I knew it was obvious from looking at the pictures that I was definitely enjoying myself.
"When were those taken," he asked with a curious tone to his voice.
"Ummm....two days ago," I looked down and felt my face turning red with embarrassment.
"The other guy in the picture......is he your uh....boyfriend?"
"Not really, I guess," I said with a shrug of my shoulders.
"So if he's not your boyfriend.....what kind of relationship do you two have?"