As he walked up I seen he had a bag in his hand, I nodded the usual guy way to say “Hi”. He walked right up to me and handed me the bag, with a de...ilish smirk he said “I’m in the room across from you, be there in twenty minutes”. I was a bit confused till I looked in the bag; there was a pair of nude sheer crotch less pantyhose brand new never been opened staring at me. I went to say something to the guy, he stopped short of the door and whispered to me to wear a pair of my wife’s used. He needed a file on a former employee.I excused myself for a second to wash my hands.When i returned to my desk,i noticed Carl sitting at my desk holding the file,but looking at my computer screen."What are you doing Carl"?he replied"Ok,now i know why you were mad"! Then he began to laugh."I have a black dick for you boss"! I was so afraid someone would hear our conversation,i immediately closed,then locked the door.Carl then reminded me that everyone went to lunch.I was relieved,but still. "Yes, and what a fortunate screw it was. Now I'm sitting here naked with my son, looking at his long, hard prick and thinking what a wonderfully ironic thing this is. I only wish I could have your father brought in, all tied up, and prop him against that wall, so he would be forced to watch his horny son fuck his equally horny wife. We'd make his eyes pop out, wouldn't we, dear?"Before he could answer, she put her glass on the coffee table and slipped off the couch, twisting her full, ripe body. Of course, Chet (as he was called) had not only cost Heather his life insurance benefits due to his rather obvious suicide (he left a note, urging Heather to find a sponsor), but he had also hired three hookers for his last night on Earth, fucked all of them, and then shot himself in the mouth with his .38 special revolver. The mess had taken days to clean up, and the hookers had skipped the scene rather than testify.Heather was left with his credit card debt from his last transaction, but she.