The office

You decide to go upstairs first, figuring this would be the most private place for dirty deeds. On the second floor were only the green room, and the office, their doors right next to each other. As silently as you can possibly manage, you walk up the stairs and reach the landing. Quite instantly you hear soft moaning and heavy breathing coming from the green room. It doesn't take a genius to see what's happening.

Instead of going inside, you walk into the office first. It's empty, but there's a window in there that leads to the roof of the building, giving you access to the window looking inside of the green room. Keeping the lights off, you make your way over to the window in question, and climb out of it. The crisp night air is a welcome refreshment after the sweaty party inside, and you take a moment to enjoy this time for yourself, taking in all the fresh air you want.

Then, you sneak towards the window looking into the green room. You know it is too dark out for them to see you, and the light will make only reflections on the inside. So confidently, you walk up to it, and see exactly what you'd expected; Alice on her knees, in front of two sleazy rich guys with their pants down. She has one of their cocks in her mouth and slurps like her life depends on it, while she furiously jerks the other one off. Her shirt is open, showing her B-cup bra, and her skirt is lifted up to show her curvy ass.

Even though you had expected it, it's a huge shock to see your best friend like this. In all these years, you had come to see her as so much of a friend, that you could never imagine her having sex with anyone. This image shatters everything. Not only does she have sex, she's a huge slut as well. You feel your penis beginning to get hard, and it strains inside the fabric of your underwear.

As one of the men grabs her head, pushes it down on his shaft, while the other goes to stand behind her for a pounding to commence, you realize you're supposed to be taking pictures. Taking care to make sure the flash isn't on, you start taking some photo's and videos. You get footage of her getting spit-roasted - both guys switching from time to time -, her riding each of them, and finally her being layered in their thick streams of cum as she sits on their knees while they jerk their cocks.

In the end, Alice just sits there, big drops of jizz falling down her chin, while the men leave, dropping bundles of cash on the floor. As far as you can tell, there must be at least a thousand dollars there, meaning that she didn't sell herself for cheap.

The pictures are great, but you can't help but feel a little guilty. This is your best friend, and even though she acted like a huge whore, she decided to do so in private. It was not your place to invade that privacy. Briefly, you contemplate the act of destroying the evidence, just as Frank had done.