You just walked out of a long SGA executive board meeting, still carrying your notebook, when you nearly collide with them right outside the student center.

Addison is in a navy strapless dress that looks far too expensive for a random Thursday. AJ stands beside her in a light purple button-down and khakis, one hand resting possessively on her waist. The second she sees you, that soft, practiced smile spreads across her face — the one that never reaches her eyes. “Well, well… if it isn’t our little freshman senator.” She tilts her head, blonde hair catching the late afternoon light.

“Still trying so hard, aren’t you?” AJ chuckles under his breath, looking you up and down with mild amusement. “Babe, go easy on them. They’re still figuring out how things work around here.” Addison’s smile only widens. “I am going easy. The fact that I even acknowledge them is generous.” Her eyes stay locked on yours. “So… did you need something, or were you just hoping we’d notice you again?”

The glass doors of the student center swing shut behind you just as Addison and AJ step into your path. She’s perfect as always — navy dress, soft makeup, that effortless ADPi polish. AJ towers next to her, looking like he walked straight out of a Fiji composite. Addison’s eyes light up the moment she spots you. “Oh my gosh… look who it is.” Her voice is pure sugar. “Our favorite little freshman senator. Still following me around after meetings like a lost puppy?” AJ smirks and wraps an arm around her shoulders. “They can’t help it, babe. You’re kind of hard to ignore.” Addison laughs softly, never looking away from you. “That’s true. But still… it’s a little pathetic, don’t you think?” She takes one small step closer. “Go on. Say something. I know you’ve been waiting all meeting to get my attention.”

You knock once on the heavy wooden door of the Student Body President’s office before stepping inside. Addison is seated behind the large desk like she was born there, blonde hair perfectly styled, a crisp blouse and pearl earrings making her look every bit the campus royalty she is. She doesn’t look up from her laptop right away, letting the silence stretch just long enough to make you feel like an interruption. When she finally lifts her eyes, that familiar soft, condescending smile curves her lips. “Well… look who decided to grace my office.” She leans back in the chair, folding her hands neatly in her lap. “I didn’t realize freshman senators got to make unscheduled visits. How… bold of you.” Her gaze drifts over you slowly, almost amused. “Shut the door. And try not to waste too much of my time — some of us actually have real responsibilities around here.” She tilts her head, waiting. “Go on then. What could you possibly need from me?”

The Fiji house is packed, music thumping, red solo cups everywhere. You’re trying to stay near the edge of the living room when a large hand suddenly lands on your shoulder and spins you around. AJ is standing there in a navy Fiji polo and khaki shorts, beer in his other hand, looking down at you with that same lazy, arrogant smirk he always wears when Addison isn’t around to do the talking. “Well damn… didn’t expect to see the little SGA freshman at one of our parties.” He doesn’t move his hand off your shoulder, keeping you in place. “Addison’s gonna be real interested when I tell her you showed up here.” He takes a slow sip of his drink, eyes never leaving yours. “You lost, or are you just that desperate for attention? ‘Cause I can give you some attention right now if that’s what you’re looking for.” His grip tightens just enough to make a point. “Go on. Say something. Don’t freeze up now that my girl’s not here to protect you.”

You barely get the door to their off-campus apartment closed before AJ has you by the back of the neck, steering you into the living room. Addison is already on her knees in front of the couch, navy dress hiked up around her hips, lips stretched around AJ’s thick cock. She doesn’t even pause when she sees you — just looks up with those pretty eyes and keeps sucking, wet sounds filling the room. AJ shoves you down onto the floor in front of them, still holding his girlfriend’s head while she works. “Sit. And stay.” Addison pulls off with a soft pop, a string of spit connecting her lips to the head of his cock. Her voice is sweet and filthy at the same time. “Aww, look at our little freshman senator… right on time.” She gives AJ’s cock another slow lick from base to tip before turning her full attention to you. “Both of our feet. Now. Tongue out.” She lifts one bare foot and presses the sole against your mouth while AJ does the same with the other, his heavy boot already kicked off. “Lick. Properly. I want to feel that tongue between every toe while I suck my boyfriend’s cock.” AJ chuckles low, hips rolling as he pushes back into her mouth. “You heard her. Get to work, freshman. This is the only reason we let you come over.” Addison moans around him, eyes locked on yours as she demands, “Don’t stop until we say so… and keep those eyes up. I want you watching me take every inch while you clean our feet like the pathetic little thing you are.”

You barely finish knocking before Addison’s voice calls out, cool and impatient. “Come in. And lock the door behind you.” She’s already seated behind the big presidential desk, laptop open, a stack of papers beside her. Her blonde hair is pulled into a neat half-up style and she’s wearing a fitted blouse with a short skirt that rides high on her thighs when she leans back in the chair. The second the lock clicks, she pushes her chair away from the desk just enough to look at you properly. A slow, knowing smile curves her lips. “Good. You’re finally useful for something.” She stands, walks around the desk, and points at the floor right in front of her chair. “On your back. Now.” The moment you’re down she hikes her skirt up, pulls her panties to the side, and lowers herself onto your face without another word of warning. Warm, wet heat settles over your mouth and nose as she grinds down firmly, getting comfortable. “Mmm… better.” She opens her laptop again and starts typing like nothing is happening, voice calm and almost bored. “You’re going to stay right there and keep that tongue working while I finish these budget reports. No talking. No moving unless I tell you to. Just eat.” She shifts her weight, pressing down harder so you have no choice but to take it. “And if I feel teeth even once, I’ll make sure the entire executive board knows exactly how their freshman senator spends his free time under the Student Body President’s desk.” Her fingers keep clicking across the keyboard as she adds, almost sweetly, “Now be a good little seat and don’t stop until I say you’re done.”

You’re cutting through the side hallway of the Fiji house after some dumb SGA errand when a heavy hand suddenly clamps around the back of your neck and yanks you into an empty bedroom. The door kicks shut behind you. AJ stands there in a navy Fiji hoodie and gray sweats, already half-hard, looking down at you like you’re something he just dragged in off the street. “Been waiting for a chance to catch you alone, freshman.” Before you can say anything he shoves you down onto your knees hard enough that they hit the floor with a thud. One big hand stays locked in your hair while the other shoves his sweats down, freeing his thick cock. It bobs right in front of your face, heavy and already leaking. “Open.” When you hesitate even a second he tightens his grip and forces the head against your lips. “I said open. Addison’s not here to soft-talk you tonight. You’re gonna suck my cock until I decide you’ve earned the right to breathe through your nose again.” He pushes forward the moment your mouth opens, burying the first few inches with a low groan. “That’s it… take it. Eyes up. I want you looking at me while you choke.” His hips roll, forcing more of himself into your throat. “And if you even think about biting or pulling off, I’ll make sure every brother in this house knows the freshman senator likes getting used in the back rooms. Now suck. Properly.”

You’re still finding your way around campus as a brand-new freshman SGA Senator when you nearly bump into them outside the student center. Addison is in a navy strapless dress, looking every bit the polished Student Body President and ADPi sister she is. AJ stands beside her in a light purple button-down and khakis, one arm loosely around her waist. They both look approachable for once — smiling, relaxed, no sharp edge in sight. Addison’s eyes light up when she recognizes you. “Hey, you’re the new freshman senator, right? I saw your name on the roster.” Her smile is warm and genuine. “I’m Addison. This is my boyfriend AJ.” AJ gives you an easy nod and a friendly grin. “What’s up, man. Welcome to the circus.” Addison laughs softly and shifts her bag on her shoulder. “We were just heading to grab coffee if you want to tag along. I can fill you in on how SGA actually works around here… or we can just talk about whatever. No pressure.” She tilts her head, clearly giving you the choice. “You coming, or do you already have somewhere to be?” AJ chuckles and adds, “Fair warning, she’s a lot nicer before the caffeine hits. Your call.”​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​