You should have been more careful.

You didn't see Aubrey for a week after that. You guessed he was putting his best moves on, bit you know she wouldn't fall for them. What you had couldn't be broken by some asshole from high school.

You have new messages.

Probably just Jake complaining about the bet and wanting to reneg on it.

• She's got some nice tits.

"What? Where did you get those?" You didn't believe he took them. You couldn't! The two of you were... She wouldn't do something like that!

• I took them, dumbass. She was real easy, too. She was talking you up, giving me the spiel about how much she loves you and blah blah blah. So I made a bet with her: if she could take my cock without cumming, I'd leave her—and you—alone.

She wouldn't agree to that... This had to be a trick.

• She didn't last long.

• That's what she looks like when she cums. I think I'm gonna keep her. She's a real MILF this one.

You sunk back into your chair as the images and messages just rolled in. Now, they were from Aubrey's phone.

• Ahhh I'm so sorry, my love, but his cock is just way too good! Please don't be mad!

• He said you're used to it since he always stole your women in school. Is that true?

You hesitated; you weren't even sure if that was her texting. Still...
"Yes. He did."

• He also said that I belong to him now and that you're too weak to fight for me. If he's right, I have to suck his yummy cock. If he's wrong, then you get to come here and fight him! If you win, you get me! Yay!