I might have been a cheating bastard, but I was a cheating bastard with a plan.
A few days prior, my girlfriend had unwittingly tasted her roommate’s leftovers off my cock, and two days later I had defiled her bed with my newfound mistress. By now, most would have called it quits, but the sexts kept coming. Not from Jade. From Vanessa.
We were working ourselves up to a horny tizzy; we were sending nudes left and right, and even masturbating over the phone. From two days of this, one thing was apparent: Vanessa was getting off to the risk. She loved being this minx who could snatch any man she wanted, even under her roommate’s, her friend’s nose. Especially under her nose.
It was only natural that I should up the ante.
That morning was a Saturday, and none of us had class, but Jade and Vanessa had made plans to have a girls’ day shopping that afternoon. But before that, Jade had plans at the gym. And I had a plan to enact.