Brent was busy handling a conference call, 3 e-mails and trying to fax a copy of a multi-million dollar order to the buyer, when the buzzer rang and his secretary came on the line.
"Bruce there is a package out here for you, and Tom from accounting needs to see you."
Brent hit the button on the phone, "Send them both in."
Tom came through the door holding a brown package the size video tape. Brent pushed the button on the fax machine to send it on its way, closed his e-mail and said goodbye to the clients on the conference call. He then reached out to have Tom hand him the package. Brent hastily opened the package and popped the tape into the VCR that was positioned in the corner of his office behind his desk. He hit the remote to turn the TV on, hit play on the VCR, and turned back around to face Tom.
"What can I do you for Tom?" Brent asked.
Tom started in telling Brent the details of the big deal they had been working on when he noticed the TV over Brent's shoulder. Instantly he recognized the woman in the video. He had been to many business dinners and had ogled Becky in his own mind and had imagined seeing her in her birthday suit many a times. Tom realized he was about to get a hell of a show if he let it go on. Did he dare? Brent will surely turn around and see the video and snap it off immediately. Tom decided to let the show go on and when Brent realizes what is on the TV Tom would act like he hadn't noticed. Yes that would be the plan. They continued talking about the big deal when Brent finally turned around to look at the TV.
"Oh my" Brent exclaimed, "I had no idea what this video was."
He reached for the remote and started to hit the power button to stop the tape just as Becky was raising her hips to take her panties off. They both could see her dripping wet pussy. Brent thought to himself "what the hell I do now?" Tom has seen Becky in the most intimate of situations. Brent felt a twinge in his crotch that he knew would end up in a raging hard on soon. It must have been the rush of blood to his cock or the lack of blood going to his brain that made him decide to just let the tape run.