Have her remember last night

Without a second of hesitation, you type your answer to Christy.

"No wonder you're hung over after taking that dick. You're probably sore all over, if you know what I mean ;)"

Just short of hitting the send-button, you pause. Are you really going to do this? Sending this message will change your relationship for sure. There hadn't been any instance of infidelity between you two. After all, this is the first relationship for the both of you and you were sure to marry this girl one day. Is it worth sacrificing your strong bond for pursuing a budding fetish?

As you ponder these thoughts, a picture sneaks into your consciousness: You remember the look of utter bliss on Christys face as she took Rob's dick. How she shamelessly debased herself and insulted you just for the sake of her own pleasure. How she came as Rob flooded her womb.

It's not your rock-hard cock that guides you right now, you begin to realize. You love this girl and would do anything to make her happy, and yet, you've never seen her this turned-on, depraved and willing to please. It seems like it's not just you who's turned on by this whole thing, as Christy seemed just as eager to participate as Rob.

You hit send.

A moment passes as you hold your breath. The moment turns into an eternity. You wait. And wait. And...

Suddenly, the vibration of your phone startles you, resulting in a small coughing fit.

It's Christy.

With trembling hands, you pick up...