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I was alone in the empty room. I had just received one sweet ass blowjob from one of the hottest girls I have ever met and her identical twin sister. If it didn't just happen to me I wouldn't have believed it myself.
I relived the fresh memory in my head and yearned to see Sarah again, but I would have to wait for her to text or call me. She had my number but I didn't have hers. I was too dumb struck by her farewell to have asked for it. Waiting would be a nightmare.
Fortunately I had another class to attend and that would provide a good distraction. College level trigonometry. Math was a subject that came naturally to me since it lacked subtlety. It was very straightforward, like myself, and if you followed the rules you knew what you were doing. I gathered my things, made my way out of the photography room and headed towards my class.
I walked to the classroom expecting the door to be closed. Today the door was wide open and inside was my professor. My math professor was never late to start class but he was never as exceptionally early as today. Inside he was at his desk with a cup of coffee. The addictive aroma was floating in the room.
I walked into the classroom, first one in. I went to the front of the class and sat in the front row. My professor, Mr. Krimmel, greeted me like usual. He was a fifty some year old, but the coolest math teacher I have ever met. He was never in a bad mood and always kept class fun, as fun as math can be.
"You're early, Carlos" he said. "I mean earlier than usual."
I looked at the clock on the wall and realized he was right "I am huh?" I replied.
"Why are you here so early Mr. K?" I probed. He and I would talk about anything, even things a teacher shouldn't talk to with a student, when there was a moment of peace between the two of us.
Only once have I encountered him off of the college campus. We ran into each other at the grocery store and he made the innocent mistake of thinking that my sister was my girlfriend. His mistake caused Nidie, my sister, to throw a swift punch into my stomach. It was very comedic to everyone except for me.
"Why am I here so early?" he repeated "It is a doozy of a story. Are you sure you want to hear it?"
The class didn't start for about another twenty minutes. So for about fifteen minutes this class would be empty. "We have some time to kill. What happened?" I replied.
"I am sure you know of that Halloween party on the weekend." he started off.
"Yeah, I was there." I smirked.
"You must have had a hard Sunday morning then." he commented.
"No, Mr. K, I was the driver. Don't worry though I had a fun night." I tossed an even more devious smile at him.
His face lit up. The look on his face was a combination of a compliment and a question. Almost as if the expression spoke 'Is that so? Good for you.'
"So go on, Mr. K" I said.
"Right, my son went to the party with a group of his friends and those idiots simply drank too much. I can understand that it is a college party. You want to get laid and the easiest way is to get a girl and yourself drunk. I was doing the same thing as him at his age, but what he did, I would never have even considered no matter how much I have drank.
"One of those morons was lucky enough to spend his night with a pretty young thing. He went on his phone and texted all of his friends at the party what was about to happen. I mean really advertised the girl and what they were going to do. My son was the idiot of the night. Instead of giving his buddy his high five or whatever, he comes up with a 'brilliant' scheme.
"He went to his car and got his camera. My son returns to the party and found the room that his friend that was getting laid in. My son waited until they finish doing their business. Then he barged in on the two of them with the camera and tried to blackmail the girl.
"He said that he had her on video and was going to release it on the internet if she didn't do what he said. The girl was too drunk to realize that not only was the camera not on or that the door was closed so he could not have filmed her at all."
I just heard the story that would turn me into Sarah and Susan's Superman. I was ready to run out of the class to find the pair, but Mr. Krimmel's story still had not explained why he was here so early and I wanted to hear the rest.
"She broke down and started crying. It was real drunk girl behavior. She begged them to delete the video and my son said that he would delete everything if he had sex with her right then and there. She agreed and he thought that was that."
That last bit was completely different from Susan's story, but it would be a safe assumption to say that Mr. Krimmel's son was part of the group that was trying to blackmail Susan.
Maybe they all thought that they could repeat their success or perhaps became greedy and wanted more than on the spot sex. I would just need to convince Mr. K to make his son delete whatever they had, if they had anything on Susan.
Mr. K continued with his tale "My son thought he was off the hook, free as a bird. Sunday came around and the girl must have sobered up or been mad about being blackmailed. So she called the police and told them what happened. So she gave the police a description of him and what party he was at. That was barely enough to make a profile on him, but my son had some really bad karma coming his way.
"One of the cops knew exactly who she had described. So while I am out doing some errands the police showed up at my house and arrested him on the spot for extortion. They take him to jail and the processing did not finish until around nine last night. I got a call that he needs me to bail him out so he can go to school tomorrow.
"I did not go right away. I was going to teach him a lesson about being so stupid so I let him spend the night there. I woke up early in the morning to get him out and to drive him to school. That is why I am here so early." he made a dramatic show of exhaling. Exaggerating how exhausted he was from the adventure.
"That was a doozy. Mr. K can I ask for a favor? I would really appreciate it." I asked.
"What do you need?" he asked.
"If it isn't too much trouble can you make sure that your son or his friends don't have any videos of any other girls." I asked. I tried to sound impartial, but I was draped with worry for Sarah's sister.
"Who is the girl?" he shot at me. I was very transparent. He didn't seem upset that I was going out on a limb for a girl. I thought he was just curious over who I was trying to play hero for.
"I am not giving names, but she is the sister of this girl I really like. Do you think you can help me out?"
"You mean help 'her' out right?" he retorted with a stern look which turned into a warm smile "Don't worry I will make sure there is nothing he or his friends can use." as he said that a few students started to trickle into the classroom. Our private conversation was converted into a classroom and it was not the place to discuss sex and blackmail.
Mr. K turned from my friend to a business as usual teacher and immediately dove into his lecture. It was about some simple arithmetic and geometric sequences. Child's play to me so instead of paying attention, I went to ponder over Sarah's last words before she and her twin left me alone. '... Using that big dick of yours to make a hot girl cum...'
