Of course not

It was late when only when only gamers and desperately horny men were up. It was a possibility that Jules’ boyfriend was sleeping.

Me: <Heyyy. It’s Jules friend Phoebe. She’s driving right now but she just wanted me to text you that she misses you>

Immediate response. He was up: either gaming or jacking off.

Him: <Hey Phoebe lol I miss her too. Tell her hey>

Me: <I didn’t think you’d be awake at this time. What are you up to?>

Him: <Nuthin. You havin fun?>

I decided to get his mind roaming.

Me: <Lotsss. We played a naughty game and had a ton of fun. But don’t worry. Jules did not get involved>

Him:<What sort of naughty game?>

Hooked.

Me:<I’m not telling. But don’t worry I didn’t corrupt Jules>

Him: <Lol you’re a bad influence from what I’ve heard>

Me:<What have you heard about me? That I’m a smart strong woman who enjoys a good time>

Him:<sorta lol you’re a legend. I can’t believe I’m texting you>

Oh my. This dude would give anything to fuck me. Maybe I gave one of his friends a ride. But most likely it was a friend of a friend who heard I liked it in the ass. Either way I knew that this guy would forget Jules to try and fuck me.

I was sad for Jules that her “boyfriend” would do this to her. But better to get the break her heart earlier before she was truly in love with his horny ass.

Me:<What have you heard about me? It’s probably not true.>

Him:<I just heard that you like to have a good time>

Me:<Do you like to have good time?>

Him:<Hell yeah. Where’s your favorite place to have a good time?>

Me:<In public lol>

Him:<That’s hot. I’ve always wanted to.>

Before I could send a reply, he damned himself.

Him:<Maybe we can have fun in public sometime>

But maybe that wasn’t damning enough. Jules might think he’s just playing along.

Me:<I’m not you’re type though lol>

Him:<Yea you are. Ur so fuckin sexy>

Oh my god. Was this creep jacking off as he texted me?

Me:<Lol I’m cute at best. We only met once so you must not remember me>

Him:<I remember your ass. It’s so sexy. I get a boner every time I think of it>

Men are disgusting. Time for the smoking gun.

Me:<Prove it>

A picture of his hard penis arrived on my phone. Poor Jules. So quickly and without much effort her boyfriend sent a dick pic to a girl he knew was riding in the same car with his girlfriend.

I said aloud in the car, trying not to wake the sleeping passengers but loud enough for Jules to hear. “Your boyfriend just sent me a picture of his penis. And trust me: you won’t be missing out when you dump him.”

Jules asked, “What?” Confused.

I responded, “Pull off and get gas. I’ll take over driving for a while.”

She did. And I felt a little bad as she read the texts. She cried in the passenger seat until she passed out. She was better than that creep. I was going to find her a nice guy at the beach to show her a good time. And I was going to take a picture of the guy’s cock to send to her boyfriend.