And with that he pulled out a paper print out of a photo from the Hen Party. It was a shot of a male stripper with his hand on the back of a woman’s head, his fingers wrapped in her hair as his dick went into her mouth.
Cat’s mouth.
“Oh my God,” she practically jumped out of her chair, panic welling up inside her, “CJ…what…what the fuck is this?”
“Catherine please, calm down,” he said gently.
“But…oh god CJ, I don’t even remember doing this?” Her mind was racing, this was the kind of thing that could end her marriage.
“Well you had a lot to drink didn’t you?”
“Gallons,” she said, “But…that’s…oh fuck CJ, oh fuck.” She held her head in her hands and tried not to cry.
“Look, don’t worry too much,” he said trying to soothe her, “Everyone does stupid things while drunk and besides, I don’t think you’re the only one who can’t remember this.”
“What do you mean?” she said, the first tears slipping from her eyes.
“Well Gemma was in a rough state all weekend and she told me she’d added these to her computer on the night itself. I think she was blind drunk when she did it and she didn’t even use it once while I was there. I’ve taken all the incriminating photos off her hard drive and put them on a USB stick. If you want them you can have them and confess all to Graham, but do you want to know what I think?”
“What?”
“I think this was just a silly drunken mistake. You had no idea what you were doing and I think admitting to it would do more harm than good in the long run.”
She mulled that over for a few seconds, he may have a point. She didn’t want to end her marriage but at the same time, she felt terrible and wondered if confessing was the right thing to do.
“Now, I’m going to have to leave you for an hour,” he said, “I’ve got a meeting and I’m already late for it. But think it over and if you want to talk when I get back, I’m all yours.”
“Thanks CJ,” she smiled weakly as he stepped out.
“My pleasure.”
For the next hour she got nothing done. She weighed up all her options again and again and for a while, was totally lost. But when CJ got back slightly later than he’d said, she knew what she was going to do.
“Nobody else knows do they?” she said seriously.
“No, I really don’t think they do.”
“Okay,” she took a deep breath, “I’m not going to tell him. And don’t give me the USB stick, if I have it there’s every chance he’ll find it. It’s better if you take it and just delete them.”
“No problem,” he said, “I won’t tell a soul.”
She breathed an immense sigh of relief. She wasn’t sure if this was the right decision but she’d made it and she was going to stick to it.
“Right,” she said gathering herself, “Let’s get back to work. These files aren’t going to sort themselves.”
“Of course,” he said and just for a second, she thought she saw the ghost of a smile cross his face.
****
After that, things got back to normal pretty quickly. Cat felt pretty guilty for a short while, but she soon put it behind her and tried not to think about it. She’d been encouraged when Graham didn’t seem to pick up on anything different in her behaviour. Slipping back into his hugs had been easy and she still felt an overwhelming love from him at all times. Nothing ever happened really, just a silly mistake, so she put it in her past and never said a word. Besides, it was difficult to think of herself as a cheater when she had literally no recollection of the event.
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