“What was the nature of your relationship with Miss Christine Law?”
My heart sank beneath my navel, and I could barely raise my head.
Shame.
What else is a married man supposed to feel after he was caught banging the college intern at work? As bad as I felt, I had so many questions.
Was Christine ok? Would I have to move to a new office, or worse, fired entirely? What would I tell my wife?
I bit the inside of my cheek in frustration. I should be thinking about me right now.
Every thought kept coming back to her. The images of me fucking her tight little ass, her wet pussy cumming on my cock, and her moaning my name in my ear played across my mind like a movie.
“It was… We had…” My throat felt like I was swallowing sand. “Christine and I-”
She cuts me off. “Look, Andrew. Miss Law told me everything already, you’ll only make this worse on yourself if you lie.
Now I felt embarrassed and stupid. “Sorry, Mary. We erm… had a sexual relationship.”
“When did it start?”
“Just a few weeks.”