An unexpected text

Just when I thought she was about to drop to her knees and start sucking me off again, Andi's phone suddenly went off. She chuckled to herself.

"Jill is about to fuck your friend," she said.

"Morgan?" I asked. "Really? He is supposed to have a girlfriend."

"Apparently not one he is faithful to," Andi said. She spun her phone around and showed me a photo that had clearly been taken without Morgan's awareness, showing a massive tent in the front of his shorts. "But Jill always gets her man...well, except for you."

"Me?"

"Oh yeah," she said, stepping forward seductively. She leaned in for a kiss and then paused just an inch away. "She spotted you when you pulled in and was ready to sink her teeth into you, but I made a trade. I got the better end of the deal."

"A trade?" I asked.

"Don't worry about that," Andi said and this time she did kiss me. At the same time she gently rubbed my balls through my jeans. Despite already having multiple orgasms, my cock responded surprisingly fast to her touch.

"Wow," she said, pulling away. "No performance issues with you, huh? You came for me twice earlier, and I know you had to come at least once looking at the photos I sent, didn't you?"

I blushed.

"I was right!" she declared. "You did."

I nervously looked away, feeling ashamed, but she reached up and gently turned my face towards her.

"Don't be embarrassed, Matt," Andi said softly. "It's okay if you jerked off. Honestly, it's kinda hot. I wish I had been there to watch. Just admit it, you did, didn't you?"

Although she assured me it was okay, I don't know that I have ever been quite as embarrassed. Even with my other girlfriends, the topic of masterbation had never once came up.

"Come on, baby, tell me you did," she said, moving her hand from my balls to my hard cock. "I want to know."

"Yes," I said very timidly, ashamed of myself.

"Fuck, this is getting me all wet," Andi said. "Which one was it?"

I looked away again, not wanting to admit that I had jerked off looking at the photos of Jill and not her.

"Come on, you can tell me," she pressed. "I can't get the image of you outta my head, alone in your room, cock in hand while you jerked out a load of your delicious milk. Just tell me which one?"