Even though I was rolling I could feel pussy getting wet. Eventually he said we should take a break from the dancing and head to the bleachers. I, thi...nking that we were just going to make out, eagerly went along. We went to a dark corner of the bleachers, out of sight from most people's view. He smacked my ass as I was about to sit down and I giggled. As soon as my ass had hit the bleachers, he started gradually pulling down his shorts, revealing inch after inch of his massive swollen cock.. He gestured toward the couch by the wall and they sat. ‭“‬Now,‭ ‬tell me...‭ ‬Why have you been avoiding me‭? ‬Is it because of what happened last week‭? ‬I sure hope you don‭’‬t regret it,”‬ he asked. Sarah looked at her feet,‭ ‬“Um,‭ ‬well not exactly,‭ ‬you‭’‬re my boss now,‭ ‬I can‭’‬t...‭we can‭’‬t...‭”‬ She replied. Her words trailed off as he placed his hand on her leg and tickled his fingertips under the hem of her skirt.‭ ‬A small gasp escaped her lips and she looked up to see him. She was still looking at the microwave pondering what to do next. I told her to set temperature but obviously she did not know what control to use. So I moved a little ahead taking my hand to the control dials. This time my cock for firmly pushing on her right but cheek. It was soft and warm, with only thin layers of her tights and my shorts between us. Even though I thought I should, I was not able to pull back. I saw her body tightening, her fingers strengthening her grip on the microwave. Even during those faux relationships, the girls would still trade off; they saw the dates as a necessary part of the ruse, needed to keep their real relationship a secret. Because of the girl’s identical appearance, no one was ever the wiser.As long as everyone thought Ron was only dating Jenny, it was easy to take either of the girls out in public. Sometimes he was not even completely sure which girl was with him. He suspected that they still had fun fooling him. It really didn’t matter.