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Chapter 51 by Crayman Crayman

The next day...

Another day at work.

It was another grueling day at work. You spent most of your time clock-watching and mindlessly filing reports. You didn't see much of Stan or Nate though, which you thought was probably for the better. You saw them speaking together in the morning, but otherwise for the rest of the day you didn't see them once.

Eventually it was time to leave. You made sure to keep your low profile as you left, hoping to avoid any last-minute requests. The drive home was bumper-to-bumper traffic, but you endured. It wasn't until you got home and stepped inside the lounge room that incident finally arrived.

Emily was in the kitchen cooking up dinner.

"Hey babe." You called out.

"Oh, Mark. You're home a bit late." She replied.

"There was a lot of traffic." You explained dully.

You stepped forward and slumped down onto the dining table, and noticed a few scattered photographs across the surface, face down. You flipped one over idly and gasped. They were photos of Emily presumably modelling for a sexy Christmas photo shoot. You flipped a few of the photos over and they were all very similar... Emily was posing almost nude for the camera while wearing a Christmas hat. Her big round ass propped up in the air as she smiled back at the cameraman seductively. You felt your groin stir. Whatever it was, you were sure a professional photographer was involved.

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"What's this...?" You asked a little too loudly, trying to hide any sort of shock from your voice.

"What? Oh, those! Yeah, Wendy and I thought it'd be funny to have a few Christmas cards made." She explained cheerfully. You could almost hear the testing in her tone.

"Jesus, it's a bit full on isn't it?" You asked, your voice betraying you by cracking mid-way through the question.

"Oh relax! It's not like I'm sending them to family." She said dismissively.

"I'd hope not!" You chimed back. You exhaled a deep breath as you looked back at the pictures. Though the thought of people seeing these turned you on, you couldn't deny it. You almost wanted to misplace one of these...

You gazed back over at Emily who was still busy in the kitchen.

Do you take one of the photos?

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