She was my best friend and I trusted that she wouldn't take advantage of it and just carry on with you whenever she wanted to. We had several more tal...s about it and one day she finally accepted the offer. We planned to figure out a way to get you two alone together this weekend and see what would happen.I was dumbfounded. I just looked at her with a look of disbelief on my face. Then I asked her why she didn't let me in on the plan and she said that she wanted to just let things happen. She did try to strike a conversation, but in vain.The other day, she asked me out again. This time we were alone, and the time was 11:00pm. I remarked carefully, “Whatever happened that night when I tried to take that mobile from you, I’m sorry about that”.“It’s Ok. . Big deal bro. .”, she casually remarked. I did not entertain those lustrous thoughts then. I still wanted her for a minute, just a minute. I wanted to kiss her. At times; I imagined her coming close to me, holding my head between. Shelly and Brandon did as they had been asked and stood beside the van. They understood were being ‘punished’ by the others. At least they weren’t getting beat up or worse. Maybe they’d have to walk home barefoot.This was all the result of a stupid prank. Shelly and Brandon went to Richfield High School. Mark and the others went to their archrival school West Valley High School. Shelly and Brandon had painted the West Valley’s front steps and most of the walk leading to the steps with. Jonathon was fucking his sexy young secretary.Since he could fuck his wife whenever he wanted to, and did most nights, it seemed a shame to him to waste his morning load of cum on her when all he had to do was restrain himself for an hour or so, until he got to the office, and he could slip his prick into Brenda.Brenda was not much of a typist and she couldn't file for shit or even begin to take dictation, but she could fuck like a weasel and she wasn't a half bad cocksucker, to boot.Jonathon.