All I had to do was keep mycool.Unfortunately I had guessed wrong. Instead of a small, nondescriptinterrogation room, I found myself in the spacious o...fice of none otherthan Leo Rothman. He was situated behind a desk half the size of myentire office, leaning back in an expensive leather chair while Friedastood at his side, smirking at me."Good evening, Captain Benson," he said cheerfully.My heart skipped a beat or two, but I decided to bluff. "Sorry? I don'tknow a Captain Benson..."He shrugged.. ”“I won’t”“Good, bitch”, he said and slapped my face and went out.A few weeks passed. Nothing much happened except the daily sex with Victor and blowing Arun and getting slapped by him.One day I was late to the office. I went to Victor’s room which also kind of mine. But he wasn’t there. When I asked a guy whose cabin was near his room, he said Victor was upstairs. I went there. There was a tall well-built old guy sitting in a chair beside Victor who was also sitting in a chair.On seeing me,. You then tell her to "watch this" and pull me off my wife and towards you. You order me to suck your cock like S just did. I oblige and take you in my mouth, my wife watching and rubbing herself.Then you order me back to my chair and S onto her knees facing me.She does as shes told. you lift up her dress, pull her now soaked white wedding knickers to one side. S is staring me in the face as you press your huge cock against her pussy and rub it up and down those wet lips. She stares at me and. It was a frustrating cycle that left us as great friends, with high sexual tension, without a way to act on it. By the end of the school year, we were basically best friends, and both in relationships that were getting long term, but also kind of unhealthy. Unfortunately, it led to a night that I'm not very proud of. While we were both in these relationships that were heading south, we hung out together in her neighborhood one night. We went to the park, and although we didn't do much, I did.