"Your PI wasn't very good these pictures are horrible." I smirked briefly as I said it. She never noticed. "As for picture number one, this lovely young lady is my cousin and far from a slut, you do remember her from the wedding, don't you dear" Her look softened for a brief moment as she said, "Continue." I addressed the second and third photos. "She is getting married in June and wanted me to meet her fiancée. He's on leave from the marines and had flown in to meet me." She squirmed a bit as she sat down in her chair. I reached over to the envelope a pulled out another picture. "As you can see dear, this is me exiting the room and IF you had bothered to look at the time stamps you'll notice I left the room after 15 minutes. Hardly an amount of time I would brag about, IF I were having a tryst." As she looked at the pictures again, my explanation obviously became apparent to her, "Don... I'm sorry. You were gone and we had been having trouble lately. I jumped to the wrong conclusion... Can you ever forgive me?". She started around the table and opened her arms. I held up my hand and said "SIT!!" The bewilderment in her eyes was obvious as she shuffled back to her chair.
"You see, Sweetie, your PI sucked. but mine didn't." I stated as I opened my briefcase and pulled out the manila envelope. I laid the first very clear photo on the table. She gasped and I thought she might pass out. She got a hold of herself and said "Wh...where did you get this?" "As I said dear, you must pay better attention, my PI is better than yours." She writhed in her seat now, showing obvious discomfort. I laid out a second photo and she breathlessly whispered "OH... God no!" I very carefully laid one final picture on the table. She began to sob.
"As you can see in the first photo and the timestamp this is you boss lovingly screwing you ass six months ago. A pleasure that you have denied me," She literally squeaked as she spoke "Don... I can explain" I simply held up my hand. "No explanation necessary my dear the photo, as say is worth a thousand words." I pointed to the next photo on the table and said "Here, my dearest, is two of your coworkers, Rob and Allan treating to their loving, but less than delicate ministrations. Rob it seems is humping away doggy style in your ass while Allen is thrusting your sweet cunt. While you, my angel, are busy sniffing a white powder off his chest. It plays well in the video, YOU must be proud." She by now is alternately wailing and wracked with incontrollable sobs. "But wait there's more." I pronounced in my best infomercial voice, pointing to the last picture "You, being made airtight by your fuck buddies Rob and Allen. I must say the big boss, Thomas, must be very proud of the corporate whore and he looks to be greatly enjoying the blowjob he's getting."
"You see my dear, I have been suspicious for some time of your escapades, but only clued in about 7 months ago when one of the assistants in your office came to and told me. Honestly dear, you should really be more careful whom you piss off"
"What...what are you going to do?" Susan said as she looked at me with with a mix of both shame and trepidation. "Do?" I began "You mean what have I done?" Susan sobs now ebbed from her body as her head rested on her arms.
