Pushing his luck

It wasn’t Terry’s cock of course, but Paolo couldn’t resist winding up Tony. He heard Tony’s exclamation of shock through the office walls and smiled. If he’d been a betting man he’d have wagered on Tony’s legs being firmly crossed. Paolo continued..

“Whatever it is, it smells fucking awful. It’s rotting!”

Tony came racing out of his office. He couldn’t curb his horror, disgust... and curiosity.

Having laid the bait, Paolo had expected Tony to come through to see for himself. So he got in first..

“Looks like another finger,” he continued, “more bone than boner!”

Tony wasn’t laughing though.