The truth, and she can't handle it

“Well to be honest, I slept in and then jacked off a couple of times watching my smoking hot neighbor sun bathe,” he answered without thinking. He laid back and took a long pull off of the beer he was drinking. “Oh and I smoked some weed.”

“You stupid prick, is that really what you did?”

Jack glanced over at Grace and realized he might have overstepped things a bit. She looked pissed, her eyes smoky with anger. “Well, I…” he managed to stammer out while thinking of a better answer.

“First you rich asshole you don’t have to work this summer because your rich lawyer daddy is paying the bills, and then second you are perving on some woman, instead of thinking about me, your girlfriend. What the hell Jack are you really that self-centered of an asshole?”

She crossed her arms over her chest as she said that popping her big tits up and almost out of the tight white tank top she was wearing. Jack could see that she her nipples were nice and stiff and he could feel his cock swelling as he thought about her tits, and how he really wanted to fuck her tonight, or at least get her to jerk him off.

“I was just being honest. I am a normal 19 year old guy and I need sex. I do think about you, it was just since we haven’t really done much, you know, well sometimes I need more. I think about you all the time, your body, how you kiss, how you make me feel. Don’t worry; I give you plenty of fantasy action. And since we are talking about it, yes I am lucky my dad let me blow off the summer. I’m sorry you have to work.”