James shows up

After everything that just happened, the two of you decide to take a shower and clean up together. Jen's whole attitude seems to have changed; whereas before she was just sort of friendly, she has become very flirtatious. She hardly takes her eyes off of you, and she's constantly touching you.

In the shower, she leans back against your chest, resting her ass on your groin. She strokes your legs. "Can you give me a hand with these?" she asks, pointing to her breasts and handing you the soap.

You lather up her perky tits and begin rubbing them clean. Your schlong is resting in the groove of her ass and she begins to grind it against you. Her nipples are hard and as you tweak them, she begins breathing deeper. As one of your hands kneads a perfect breast, the other slides down and massages her clit. Your cock is erect again when she turns around and looks you in the eyes.

"You dirty boy. We've got to clean you off," she says as she reaches for the soap. She works up a lather on your erection and gets on her knees. Her hands stroke you up and down and she plants soft kisses along your length. Her tongue dances on your cock head, and, just when you begin to twitch and think you are going to come, she backs off and stands up.

"Not just yet," she says, "You've got to save some for later." She smiles.

After your shower, you dry each other off with towels and try and fit your hard-on into your jeans. And as you both step out of the shower, you are met with a massive shock.

Standing there with arms crossed is your buddy, James.

"What the fuck is going on here?" he asks.

Jen hardly even seems to care. "What do you think is going on, Needledick?"

"James, I'm sorry..." you try to say, but he cuts you off.

"Did you fuck my girl? Did you fuck Jen?"

"Of course he did! And it was a thousand times better than anything you ever gave me," she says.

James is furious. "Yeah? What's he got that I ain't got?"

"A big dick, for starters."

James is incredulous as he looks at you. "Yeah right!" and he pulls down his pants to reveal a thin limp cock barely six inches long. "Like you've got more than that! I doubt it."

You normally wouldn't embarrass your friend, but under the circumstances, you feel justified as you drop trou and reveal the nine-inch monster swinging from your groin, almost as thick as your friend's wrist.

In stunned silence, James pulls his pants back up and leaves in shame. Jen shouts after him and hugs you once he's gone.