Check his phone, text Trish

Andy slouches onto the couch in the living room, and pulls out his phone. He remembered that he'd gotten a temporary new number since his original phone company didn't cover Hawaii. He'd have to remember to tell his friends tomorrow. In the meantime, he wanted to check on what Trish was up to. They frequently texted each other at night, just to chat.

"Hey sweetcheeks, how's it hanging?" Andy sent. They often teased each other with pet names, often inappropriate. Neither read anything into it, and David didn't seem to mind.

Andy was typing his followup text, which read "BTW this is Andy", since Trish didn't have his new number yet, when he got a reply.

"Heyyy, it'd be going better with you here, stud. My boyfriend is tied up in the corner helpless, and I'm just here in my lingerie in bed waiting for you. Thanks for responding to the Craigslist ad so fast by the way! What should I call you?"

What??!!!?? Andy double checked to make sure he'd texted the right number: yep, "Trish" was displayed prominently at the top, next to a picture of her smiling. Andy's mind reeled: it looks like he'd barely scratched the surface of Trish and David's perversions. Thinking quickly, he opened up the local Craigslist site on his phone, and browsed through. He soon came across a posting titled "FM4M: 21 year old couple looking for stud to dominate girl while guy watches." Opening it up, he read in fascination;

"Hi studs, me and my boyfriend are in town for a short while, and we're looking for someone to come have their way with me in our hotel room while he watches helplessly in a corner. I'm a slim, sensual girl, standing at 5'6'' with long brown hair that I just love having pulled. We love it when a guy is rough with me, and you can do whatever you want with me as long as it doesn't cause lasting harm, involve ****, or bodily excretions. Spank me, slap me, **** me, tie me up and use me! Only 1 guy allowed, so first come first serve. Come fuck me!"

"Holllyyyy shitttt", Andy said softly. He couldn't imagine his sweet, quirky child time friend saying anything like that, and yet there it was. His mind kept flashing back to what he had overheard/seen in their villa earlier that day, and couldn't help but start getting hard at the mental image of Trish getting dominated and fucked senseless. Still, she was his friend...