”Shruti didn’t waste much time. She excused herself, stating she wasn’t too well and headed back to her room. As she walked back, she became eve... more self-aware of the wetness between her legs. It was getting sticky. She quietly rushed back up.She closed the door behind her but didn’t close it all the way, preventing it from locking. She quickly went to the washroom, wiped her wet pussy dry, undressed and went to her luggage. She took a scarf from her bag and tied it around her eyes per the. The shock in her eyes wore off quickly though, and she straightened herself up and now I could see she was getting pissed."Well, I bet you didn't tell your brother... did you?" No," I replied. "But I can't yet anyway. He's out on the road. Won't be back for a few months."She smirked, backing away from the apartment door and nodding her head. "Well...I hope you can get to him when he get's back, before I do Danny. Then again, I guess it doesn't matter. We both know he'll have the same reaction. But it was not necessary, as Charlie had already left. Later that evening, I totally caught Kelly off guard when I asked, “How long have you and Charlie been fucking?” The shock and horror on her face is something I will never forget. After a few moments, she stammered and said, “What ever gave you that idea?” “Come on, I came home early today and saw you two fucking up a storm, and in our bed too,” I said. “You can’t deny it, I saw you with my own eyes.” At first she was speechless, but. We exchanged looks of horror and I immediately hid under Mr. Sullivans desk. He fastened his pants and sat down in the seat, pretending to do work. Come in! he yelled out. I was directly in between his legs at this point, scared out of my mind. Luckily we didnt take all of our clothes off. One of the other math teachers came in and began making idle conversation with Mr. Sullivan. I got frustrated. What a cock-block! I listened to the conversation and realized that the teacher was oblivious to.