A mind made up, and it's first temptation

Emily lay awake in bed, Tom snoring contently next to her. She’d given him a hand job as she’d teased him about what might have happened at Bill’s house. She’d given him another after first having dinner and then cuddling up for a movie on the couch. Tom had gotten frisky towards the end of the movie, so Emily had led him into the bedroom and had gotten him off again with even more crazy possible scenarios for what she’d done with Bill. None of them were anywhere near as crazy as what had actually happened. Nothing could get close to Emily fully resigning herself to letting Bill cum inside her after letting him pound his massive cock into her virgin pussy, only for him to pull out at the last second.

She felt incredibly guilty for cheating on Tom, and for not telling him the truth. She felt sick to her stomach. Yet, as she remembered the events of the day she could feel herself becoming incredibly wet, her pussy practically gushing. She hated to do it, but she decided that she would have to bring this whole adventure to an end. She loved Tom, and realised she couldn’t trust herself with Bill. He was just too dominant. If this is how she felt while laying next to her boyfriend just after cheating on him and lying to him, how could she trust herself to restrain herself when she was next alone with Bill?

With her mind made up, Emily finally felt a sense of calm, and managed to drift off to sleep.

Tom and Emily spent a quiet Sunday together, getting cleaning, studying and shopping done in the day, and then snuggling up on the couch to binge some Netflix. Neither of them mentioned the previous day, both seemingly happy for a day of normalcy. Bill seemed content for now as well, with Emily happy to note that he hadn’t text her at all. That changed the next morning, with Bill sending her a text in her first lecture.

Bill: You and your wimp bf ready for the next session?

Accompanying the text was yet another dick pic, obviously meant to entice Emily as it showed his monstrous cock towering over the hand clutching it at the base. Emily quickly turned off her screen, blushing as she looked around nervously. Luckily no one was paying her any attention. She felt herself getting turned on, unable to avoid remembering what that monster had done to her virgin pussy while only going in halfway. She tried to put the image out of her head and turn her mind back to the lecture. She was mostly successful, managing to parse most of the information from the dense slides the lecturer was flashing up on the projector as she talked through syllabus points at a rapid pace.

Emily’s mind returned to the text after the lecture. She considered texting Bill back and telling him that she was ending the arrangement, but decided it was best just to ignore him for the time being, not sure how he would react. He could text her all he wanted, her mind was made up.