No, you're done cheating

"I can't tonight," you say. "Lets talk about it in the morning and figure something out."

You end the call and snuggle up to Susan feeling good about yourself. You drift of to sleep spooning with her.

In the morning you get dressed and head to work, the previous night's call mostly forgotten about. It wasn't until you walked into work and found people staring at you that Darren's threat to send the photos came back to you. A few people were laughing.

"Be strong, brother," one guy you had never spoken to said as he walked by. You didn't know for a fact, but you had always suspected that he was gay.

Before you could get to your work space, your supervisor suddenly appeared and put an arm around your shoulders.

"John, we've got to talk," he said, guiding you into his office, where he closed the door and then the blinds. "We have a serious problem. Have a seat."

He typed on his keyboard for a moment and then turned his monitor to face you. On the screen was a photo of you on your knees sucking a big black cock. He hits a button and another photo shows you on the toilet, jerking off while wearing panties.

"These went out company-wide from an anonymous email account last night," he said. "There are more, some even more graphic. IT was able to delete most of the original emails before they were seen, unfortunately a few employees did see them last night. Some forwarded them to other people and some downloaded them. I am sad to say that by this point, just about everyone who works here has seen them."

"Oh God."

"While our company does not care about your private life or your sexual orientation, unfortunately I recognized the inside of the men's room," he said. "Engaging in sexual activity of any nature at work is a serious offense. But, you've already been punished by having those pics seen, so maybe we can arrive at a solution that will save your job."