I had to stop suddenly as the Commanders arm barred my way. I felt my breasts push into his strong arm as he stopped me from exiting the elevator. ...he door sat open as I stood there frozen and staring out onto the floor. He leaned down and whispered into my ear, “Oh no Becky. This isn’t where you are getting off.” I felt him lean into me and push the button for another floor. My mind was swimming and my body was on fire. I had to stop this from happening. I leaned back into the wall. Because he wants to be the kind of guy that you go for, but he doesn't want you to pity him for it. I don't fucking know, but how the hell can you be this good a friend to him and not think he could do this." I know he could... he always could do anything he wanted to." Well right now he's looking to do something he doesn't really want to do..." It was anger talking, and they both knew it, but it still hurt."I KNOW THAT." The tears started afresh, and she slumped on the bed, weeping. I looked across and looked back to see if I could see his cock and let him know I was interested.As I was about to take a step back, he appeared by my side, grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back. He turned me around and pushed me into the cubicle/stall. He came in standing between me and the door. He grabbed my left arm in his right hand and locked the bolt on the door with his left.He turned and he moved his right hand down to my groin. He held my entire package in his hand, not difficult. "Sara loves cum," Becka said."Especially cum shot from big black cock," Sara added, as she moved her hand to Jamal's cock and over mine. "Oh my, this gun feels loaded."Jamal laughed, "It's always loaded."Suddenly, I moaned out loud as his fingers touch my pussy lips through my pantyhose and panties. I instantly wished I hadn't worn pantyhose as he could be touching my fevered box directly."Should we leave you two alone?" Sara asked."No," I replied quickly, knowing that I wouldn't be able to.