No, you're busted.

“What the fuck are you two doing!” Vivian's voice shrieks from your doorway.

Your head whips around to see the party's Druid glaring at you. She, and her boyfriend Brian, have arrived ahead of David and Saul.

Frozen, you stand completely busted as you're still hovering the empty candle above Sandra's exposed cleavage which is now covered with hardening wax.

“What is . . .” You hear Brian in the hallway behind her start to ask.

“Stay the fuck out!” Vivian violently spins around and pushes her boyfriend away, preventing him from entering, or even seeing what is going on. “Tell Saul and the Doofus that I have to talk with my roommate in private!” With that she steps inside, slams your door, and locks it behind her. You have seen the wiry redhead angry many times, especially at the David, the so named Doofus, but never like this. Her fists are locked tight, her face is bright red and quakes with rage. “What the fuck are you doing to her!” She hisses at you.

“Umm.” You straighten up, fumbling with the candle, causing it to drop to the floor.

“Well!” She yells.

“Look, Vivian.” You get your wits about yourself and begin to reply with more **** in your voice. “We . . .”

“It's my fault.” Sandra sheepishly mutters and stands with some difficulty, here knees weakened from her multiple orgasms. “I wanted to play out my character's punishment scene so I teased, tempted and encouraged Stephen to describe it graphically.” Pulling down her shirt she lies, “I made him get the candle. I pulled of my shirt up.” The brown eyed beauty bows her head, her frazzled hair partly covering her clearly humiliated face. “Having Stephen take control of me was intoxicating. I've never had an orgasm before and when his words starting to make me cum, I couldn't stop myself.”

Noticing the cum stain in Sandra's pants Vivian looks at her roommate and mutters is shocked disdain and disgust, “You fucking slut.”

“Bang, bang bang!” A loud wrapping echos from your door before you can speak. “Are you guys okay?” You hear Saul's voice through the wood.

Vivian grabs her roommate by the elbow and yanks the shamed sophomore towards the door and then unlocks it. “We will talk about this back at the room!” The redhead looks back at you and growls, “I am so disappointed in you.” And storms down the hallway with Sandra in tow. Ignoring everyone's questions she barks, “Brian, we are going home! Now!!”

Your response to the other guys is to shrug your shoulder and deflect all other questions about “Some female thing.” It takes a bit, but David and Saul finally leave after trying to figure out what is going on. Fortunately for you, neither of them noticed the candle, which you were able to kick under the sofa when they were not looking.

When the finally leave you flop down on your couch, your mind dizzied about what the outcome of all this will be.