Extra Curricular - work relations

Somehow I have managed to get myself into another fine mess. I will give you a brief run down of the history. I have many links throughout the South West due to my position within the company I work for. This includes one of the major cities, Plymouth, where I have worked on many occasions in the past to save the manager’s backside from the sack. I have never been particularly friendly with the staff whilst being in their store, however I do know them all very well indeed.
Since my operation I have become rather well known across the social networking site “Face book” with all of my friends and colleagues past and present. On there I have found many of my co-workers across the South West including an ex-Sales Manager from Plymouth (Declan) whose conversation never went past “all right”. Not even a question, just a mere phrase.
For the past couple of weeks Declan has been messaging me on Face Book, just making small talk to pass the time, however today it went to a whole other level. I had previously noticed on his account that he was seeing a girl who used to work with him within the sales team, so I have always tried to keep my distance from him slightly. As I said to him one day “She could take me out with one glare, let alone if she was to take a swipe at me!”
So it took me by surprise when his flirting got a lot stronger. He was asking me how I had been over the past week (as we hadn’t spoken for a while) so I told him that I had been bored as usual but still managing to keep myself pleased at the same time. We both share the same level of dirty mind, although I had honestly meant for that comment to be innocent! I have to admit, it did make me chuckle (partially from surprise) when he replied “Really, do tell.”
Me - “Dirty boy, wanting to know all of the details! I have many toys to play with, what do you expect me to do when I am laid in bed all day long?!”
Dec - “Very nice. And me dirty? Never! Your the one who appears to be filthy, speaking of which, what is the filthiest thing you have ever done?”
Me - “The filthiest thing? There have been many moments for me, but I think the filthiest time has to be having a threesome followed by a foursome the next weekend. And your filthiest moment?”
Dec - “Nothing on that level! Mine has to be sleeping with 3 women all on the same night. I showered in between of course!”
Me - “Glad to see you believe in hygiene!”
Later in the same conversation, the topic moved onto photography and whether I had ever been photographed or filmed. I explained that I had been filmed whilst with an ex-boyfriend, but he still had the video, although he had probably sold it to some sleazy amateur porn production company by now. I also went on to say how I had been photographed many times, both tastefully (by other people) and not so when done myself for certain people! I said how I had wanted to do a professional nude shoot for my hubby but he wouldn’t let me. When I find the right person I would absolutely love to do a professional photo shoot, all very tasteful poses of course, and give the final product as a special gift to that person. Declan asked if he would ever see any of these pictures and I said only if he played his cards right. I was feeling rather playful by this time and the way that we had been talking so openly with each other for the past few weeks I was up for a laugh.
I was flicking through all of the x-rated pictures on my phone (kept in a separate folder to make the searching easier - not that I do this regularly mind!) when it became obvious he was getting impatient and sent me another message.
Dec - “I take it your looking for some?”
Me - “Just having a look at what would get you going... I think you are the sort of guy that would want the direct approach. Or would you prefer subtle to start with? I take it your GF is not going to walk in? I would expect something in return... just as pornographic perhaps?
Dec - “Direct is good, subtle to ;-) I have half hour to kill. I’ll see what I can make.”
Me - “ I can not believe I am about to send this to you! What’s your number?”
I managed to find a very teasing photo of me with a vibrator all the way inside, beginning to get rather wet. I sent it to his number in the hope that you couldn’t recognise me.
Dec - “Getting hard already!”
Me - “I take it you got it?! Just make sure they go no further ok?”
I sent him a couple more, showing the true extent of my filth (whilst solo that is!), one with just my hand and the final one was showing the result when I was dripping wet. He sent me one of his cock, I could tell he had only just taken the picture as you could see the keyboard next to his wanking hand. I have to say I was impressed and pretty much surprised, I never expected him to have such a good sized package. I messaged him to give him some encouragement and said I was pleased with the size. That is something I have learnt, always tell the man that his package is a nice size even if it’s not. It gives them more confidence and they will give you so much more passion when they are on an ego trip.
Dec - ”and it gets bigger...”
Me - “You are a tease! I had better have some company in my hotel next time I am in Plymouth?”
Dec - “We’ll see ;-)” “When are you back to work?”
Me - “Probably January when the cage has come off, unless they were to send me to work in your store as it’s the only disabled friendly store!”
Dec - “Me and you working together... Hmmm, too many dirty thoughts!”
Me - “lol! Would you be able to keep your hands to yourself?!”
Dec - ”You could always sit on them?”
Me - “there’s a thought! My hand’s very wet now, I will just have to suck it dry”
Dec - “Tease! I gotta go hun”
I swear I will never be able to look at him in the same light! Let alone with a straight face, and if I ever had to d a store visit when I have to be highly professional and strict?! Oh God, what have I done.