Come clean

You take a deep breath. "Of course I've checked. I've been on that site almost every day."

"Really?"

You're shocked that she's so shocked. But still she doesn't seem upset. Maybe she's realizing that there's no escaping the creeping perversion in the world.

She thinks for a bit. "Find anything good on there?"

You smile. "Yes."

"Find anyone we know on there?" Carrie asks

"Of course." You answer. "There's..."

"No, no. Don't tell me." Carrie interrupts.

"You don't want to know?"

"I want to find out for myself."

And much to your disappointment that's how the evening ends.

"I think I'm going to bed early." Carrie says. "I've got a lot to think about"

She leaves you wondering just how badly you may have fucked things up.

___

Until the next day when you get a call at work. It's Carrie and she sounds out of breath.

"Are you okay?" You ask.

"I'm fine." You hear a hint of a giggle in her voice. She's fine. "I... um... took the day off work and have been watching... these videos."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah." she's breathing so heavily you almost wonder if she's rubbing herself off right now. "can you get out of work early today?"

You glance around. "Maybe...."

"Oh, and I called Elle and told her about your idea."

"You did?" You can't believe it. This is really happening. This is all happening so quickly. "What did she say?"

"Well... she's here right now. Can you get out of work early today or not?"

Shit. How can you say no? You can say no because if you bolt you may lose your job, that's how.