“That’s my assumption. Actually, that’s my only guess. Given how volatile he’s been since we made the announcement, then yesterday’s actions… I’ll be shocked if it wasn’t him.”
Roux shakes his head. Oscar’s softly kissing his neck and shoulder as I relay this information. I’ve told Oscar some of it already but not all the details since I knew I’d have to repeat them.
“And… What about you and me? Is that it? Can we go on the way we have been?”
I rest my head on his and sigh. “He said he trusted me and the structure we have in place, but especially after yesterday’s public embarrassment and in light of the email, the decision is now going to be out of his sole authority.”
Roux closes his eyes. I can feel him cringe. “Alka?—”
“Don’t get ahead of this. We’re not the first student/admin couple that’s come out of RDU,” I say.
“We’re not?”
“No. I’ve also checked the handbook, and it’s not against the rules to date the students. Itisforbidden to participate in quid pro quo—demanding sexual favors in exchange for special treatment or grades.”
He huffs. “Well, that should go without saying.”
“It should. Someone somewhere made it necessary to not only require it in every policy book in the state, and it’s also part of harassment laws in most states.”
Roux shakes his head. “I’m not surprised.”
“For now, we’re keeping soccer canceled while we wait to hear from admin.”
“I’m just going to quit,” he says.
“No, you’re not. Neither of us is going to make any decisions until we talk to admin.”
“This has gotten way out of hand,” he complains.
“It has. Unfairly. I wish someone would have talked me out of telling the team,” I admit. “But regardless of what happens in the next few days, we’re going to get through it and we’re going to be perfectly fine. I promise.”
Roux doesn’t answer.
“How about we take a break from this for a while?” Oscar says. Roux shivers as Oscar gently nips at his ear. “I know not thinking about it isn’t going to make it go away, but you deserve a break from how heavy this is. Don’t you?”
Roux sighs. “Yeah. What do you want to do?”
“I have some ideas,” Oscar says. “Orgasms don’t fix everything or make it go away, but they’re a good way to let go of some stress.”
Roux’s cheeks heat again, a beautiful shade of pink. He nods. “Okay.”
Oscar’s hand moves down Roux’s stomach from where it had been resting on his chest. I feel it between us as he pushes further south until he can cup Roux’s cock. Roux’s body jerks slightly, and he releases a heavy breath. He moans quietly, his eyelids closing until they’re nothing but slits.
For a moment, I just watch his face as he relaxes into Oscar’s touch. The way he’s rubbing Roux through his pants. Since I’m lying on top of Roux, I feel exactly what he’s doing. The rhythmic movement as he strokes, rubs, and squeezesRoux. He’s not doing it to me, but my blood is already running hot.
I kiss Roux before backing away and stripping out of my clothes. His eyes open a little more so he can watch me. This is far from the first time we’ve used the living room for orgasms, so I don’t have to go far for some lube.
With lube in hand, I hover over Roux. “Want to get undressed, sweetheart?”
He nods.
Oscar helps me strip him down before slipping out from under him. Roux is one of the sexiest men I’ve ever laid eyes on. As the husband of an adult content creator, I’ve seen my fair share of hot men, but none of them hold even a birthday candle to either of mine.
Roux watches me, his lips parted, but there’s still stress in his eyes. I hate that I’m part of the reason it’s there. It’s unfair to him. I might not have been the cause, but it was my idea to tell the team. Now, he’s suffering because of it.
“You’re breathtaking,” I say as I climb between his legs and wrap my hand around his hard dick.
His lips curve a little. “Not to sound like a child, but no, you are.”
