Papa sighed. "Almost too much," he said.Papa dropped me off at school at ten. It was a good day for me, as Alice Cooper almost said, "I was sixteen an...d I liked it."The football game that night was an away game down in Brevard County. We had a team meeting after school and bussed down at four-thirty for the game. It was a tough game dominated by two excellent defenses. We were lucky to eke out a ten to seven victory. I had a good game and actually set up the game winning field goal by forcing a. With that squishy feeling between my legs that only a woman knows I went home to my fianc? He wasn’t home yet so I was able to get cleaned up before he got home.The next day I went to work and was able to exchange that knowing glance with Tim. I found an envelope with his money on my desk. Life was good until I got the call from security. I walked into the security room and saw the guy watching a tape of me fucking Tim in the conference room. I was beet red as I was instructed to sit. It was all fun times, but I've never been a heavy drinker. I wasn't super trashed, just tired as hell. I couldn't take it anymore. But another dude who had gotten so wasted he passed out at like 10:00 was already in our room, pretty much comatose. so I hit the couch literally in the middle of this party we were having. Shoes on and all. It was still pretty busy but as the party filtered a bit I finally passed out. no one messed with me either, witch was cool. So it was 4 a.m. on the dot, I wake. ’Jan stepped closer again and forced my legs apart with her knees. She brought the nightstick between my legs and ran it up my thigh towards my stiff cock. She smirked and dropped the nightstick next to me on the hay bale.‘Stand up and bend over the bale’ she firmly ordered.I stood up and seeing that I was struggling, Jan unlocked one of the cuffs and re-fastened them with my hands in front of me. I was free to kneel on the bale and bend over. Within seconds there was a sharp slap on my upper.