Amelia lay beside him and kissed him.
Betty lowered her pussy back down on his cock. “You promise you will tell us everything?”
“God yes.”
“You will join us and be our lover and companion.”
“Both of you?” Timothy smiled.
“Yes, we are partners in fighting crime and lovers.”
“I’d do anything for either of you. But the torture has to end.”
Betty put her hands on Timothy’s muscled chest and nodded at Amelia who went to undo his bonds. Hands first, which went immediately to Betty’s big tits when freed. Then his feet were undone. “Use me for your pleasure Betty.”
Both Betty and Amelia removed the eye masks they always had on around him. “My god you are both even more beautiful than I imagined.
“Fill me with your hot seed. In the morning if you’ve recovered from your torture, you will fill Amelia. Then you will tell us who that man is.”
“I wish to try to fill you both tonight.”
“That might not be a good idea. Your poor cock has been through a lot.” Amelia said kissing him softly.
“I still want to try. He was introduced to me and Allen McCandon. Supposedly a security expert with Phalanx Security.”
Betty put her finger to his lips. “Tomorrow baby. Tonight, you get to empty those big aching balls.” Two hours later Timothy had managed to empty both of his aching balls into Betty and Amelia.
The next day Principal Johnson walked into her office. Not a teacher or a student there had a clue she was the latex avenger that stalked the night, nor that her grandfather had been an oil billionaire leaving it all to her.
The papers and police had dubbed her B3 due to the calling cards she left. Black leather calling cards with Bouncing Black Betty embossed on them in gold lettering.
Soon Amelia would have the information, then a plan would be formed. The plan would go into effect after Timothy resurfaced with a story to cover his missing status. Sitting down at her desk she smiled booting up her laptop as her morning escapade with Timothy and Amelia leaked into her panties.
Holy fucking shit I was hot. Throwing my leg up on the edge of the desk I worked my wet swollen pussy till I was all but exhausted and covered in sweat. After a shower, I sat nude in front of the mirror at my dressing table. Trying to talk myself into feeling guilty about having read his story. Violating his privacy and most of all making myself cum drunk from fantasizing about him. But I couldn’t. I felt a little guilty about snooping yeah but honestly, I sat smiling. Wait, was that his other secret? Me? Oh god had he confided that to Miss Thompson? If so she… Well heck, she seemed as hot over it as I was. Hell, mom or not I knew he was a damn good-looking young man. But now I saw him in a whole new light. As an actual adult with adult desires and cravings. Was I just…? Well, fuck, hoping, or did he really want me as much as I just admitted to myself that I wanted him?
Going back to Hank’s office I made sure to put everything back as I found it. About to close the door I went back to open the drawer and took a picture of the girl in the latex suit, making sure I got the name of it and the website in the picture.
It was almost impossible, but I acted normal when Tim got home and Thursday also. By Friday though a plan had formed, and I was going to step out into it. I had called Miss Thompson to my office a few minutes before lunch. She tapped on the edge of my door. “Miss Johnson, you wanted to see me?”
I looked up with a smile. “Yes, I did. Would you care to join me for lunch? I realized I had not ever taken you to lunch.”
“Sure. Let me grab my purse from the lounge.” I nodded and waited.
“Let’s go over the Mazzola’s, I’m not in the mood for cafeteria today. Amelia.”
“Sure.”
We drove the few blocks over. I could tell she was a little nervous as we drove and were seated. “Is everything ok Miss Johnson?”
“Oh, please we are at lunch call me Betty. And yes, everything is fine. I need your help with something. But let’s order first where we can talk without interruption. Order whatever you want this is my treat.”
We both ordered the seven-cheese lasagna. After our food arrived and we started. “Betty, you said you needed my help.”
“Yes.” I smiled, “I really do. First off let’s clear the air. You seem nervous. No way shape or form are you in trouble or am I upset with you.” Amelia smiled and nodded. “I need your help with Tim.”
“Tim?” She looked nervous again.
“Yes. I know he confides in you a- ”
“Miss Johnson I- ”
I touched her hand. “Betty, please. We are just two women. Yes, I know you have been helping him with a story.” Amelia’s face burned red, and her mouth hung open. “I know that I and you are key characters in the story.” She went to speak I held my hand up. “Not mad girl I already told you. I’ve only seen chapter four and I must say well… For lack of better language, it’s quite the creative and erotic tale.”
Amelia’s jaw was definitely open now, but she was starting to smile. “You really aren’t mad?”
“You are just helping him edit it. No, I am not. There seem to be other secrets he confides in you.”
“Wait did Tim tell you?”
“Well no. I could tell something was wrong. He told me a few white lies which is not like him, and I snooped. I was up one night and heard him in his father’s old office talking to you. So yes, I snooped, found it, and read that chapter of the story.”
“Tim… Well, you know Tim is a very smart young man.” I nodded.” He’s not a boy. He’s a man. Mentally, physically and emotionally.”
“This is putting you on the spot I know. What else has he confided in you? I know it has to be deep. So deep he can’t me.”
“Please don’t tell him I told you.”
“I won’t.” I touched her hand. “I have an idea and I want to know for sure. I believe Tim is having desires that… Well, aren’t widely accepted.”
Amelia leans closer to whisper. “Tim… Well Betty he is in love with you. I don’t mean he loves you. He is in love with you.”
“Why does he confide such things in you?”
“I could tell something was on Tim’s mind. I would catch him alone a lot last year. If I saw him walk past my class, I would go out and talk to him. He never would say anything. End of last school year I gave him my number and told him he could use it anytime.
Finally, one night he called. He just talked about mainly nothing for a bit. Again, I asked him what was on his mind. He told me he was in love with someone. I suggested she tell the person. He said he could not that she would hate him, label him a freak and abandon him.”
I felt the water in my eyes as Amelia touched my hand. “I knew then it was you. See… Well, I faced a similar dilemma when I was just out of high school. One day I told him. It was a horrible few days. My heart ripped out of my chest till he held me close and loved me. My mother began to suspect so we ended it but both of us are happy also now. I confided that to Tim, and he confided in me after. I suggested since he felt he could not tell you that he writes about it. Well, he did. Except he created a world where in his mind and on paper you two could be together and you would not be disappointed in him.”