Adultery Making It Work by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Okay," Mike said laughing. "When?"

"I don't know!" Jen said with a nervous laugh.

Then she eyed him with a crooked grin. "Did you like seeing Allie's breasts?" she asked. "And if you say no I'll know you're lying."

"Okay, then yes," Mike said with a laugh.

"Wrong answer!" she growled, again squeezing Mike's cock, this time harder.

"Hey!" Mike laughed. Then they kissed and made out.

When they broke apart Mike ran his fingers over Jen's breasts, over her blouse. He unbuttoned the blouse and Jen pulled it off, shaking out her hair. He ran his fingers again over her breasts, this time over her bra. "Do you really wish your breasts were bigger, so Scott could fuck them?" he asked referring to what she'd said on the video.

She reached behind herself and unsnapped the bra, and then she took it off and threw it onto the floor. "These are yours baby," she said bringing his hands up to cup her small perfect breasts.

"Yeah, but I'm saying ... if you had big tits, you'd want Scott to fuck them, not me."

"No, I'd want you," she said kissing him.

"But you'd want Scott too."

"I broke it off with him."

"But if you hadn't, if you were still hooking up with him ..."

"Then I guess," she admitted.

"If you had the choice, you'd want him to fuck your tits, not me."

She kissed Mike's face, his cheeks, his lips. "Are we playing the game baby?"

"Yeah."

She kissed Mike again. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"Then yeah, I'd rather Scott fuck my tits," she admitted.

"Why?"

"Because his cock is so big, and I'd want to see what that feels like," Jen said. She checked Mike's face. She saw mostly excitement but a little hurt too. She kissed his lips again. "I'm sorry."

"That's okay."

"Good upset?"

"Yeah."

"Am I terrible?" Jen asked, her head on Mike's shoulder. "Sometimes I think I'm a nympho. I can't control myself."

"Like how you let Scott fuck you without a condom and cum inside you?"

Jen stiffened, afraid Mike was getting angry. But he was gently stroking her back, and there'd been no anger or hurt in his voice.

"I guess so," she admitted.

"Do you think I'm a jerk?" he asked. "I wanna see you with other guys, then I get upset."

"No," she said kissing him. "You're entitled."

"I mean -- even after the video -- I still get excited thinking about you with other guys."

"I know," Jen said kissing him. "That's okay."

"Did you get wet when Scott hit on you today?" Mike asked.

When Jen didn't answer, he said "Did you?"

"Yeah," she finally admitted.

A long silence. Then Mike said "I was thinking —"

"Wait," Jen said interrupting him. She got off him and pulled off her skirt and panties, leaving her in just stockings and heels. Mike stared at her tiny bush that was growing back.

Jen saw him staring. "What do you think?" she asked softly.

"Sexy," Mike said.

She ran her finger through the silky fuzz. "Still blonde," she said with a relieved giggle.

"What would you have done if it came back darker?" he asked.

"Probably colored it blonde," she joked.

"Really?" he said not picking up on her joking tone.

"My hair's not always gonna be this blonde you know," she said with a laugh.

"It won't?" he said running his fingers though Jen's long silky blonde locks.

"My god you don't know anything do you?" she said with another laugh, affectionately pushing against his chest. She straddled his legs and they made out.

They broke away both panting. Mike's eyes returned to the blonde fuzz above Jen's pussy. He fingered the soft strands. "What were you thinking when you let him shave it off?" he asked.

Jen didn't answer. Instead she kissed his lips and cheeks.

"You can tell me, I won't get upset," he said.

"You won't?" she said still kissing him.

"I wanna know," he said.

"I guess I wasn't thinking anything," she admitted. "I guess I just wanted him to fuck me." She looked embarrassed and anxious. "Terrible, huh?"

"I think you're the best," Mike said. He gave her an assuring, lustful kiss. "I think it's sexy how you love sex so much."

She smiled at him but still looked embarrassed.

Mike looked down. He ran his finger through the fuzz again. "This is kinda hot," he admitted.

She grinned. "Want me to shave it back off?"

"Maybe."

"Okay, just let me know," she said.

Jen undressed Mike. Then he sat back down on the sofa, and she straddled his legs again. He was hard and his cock pressed against her pussy, but he didn't enter her. They hugged each other that way.

"Are you cold?" Mike asked.

"A little."

Mike reached for a throw blanket and put it around her.

"You were about to say something before," Jen said kissing his cheek.

"Just ... I wish we could figure out how to make the game work."

"I don't think we should play the game anymore," she said. "Not with other people."

"Do you really think that's possible? I don't want things to build up inside you, and then you cheat on me. I'd rather we do it together."

She pulled away and frowned. "You DO think I'm a slut, don't you?"

"Jen, no, I don't think you're a slut!" he assured her. "I think you're a goddess!"

She eyed him for a long moment. "A goddess huh?" she finally said, frowning at him. She got off him and kicked off her heels, then pulled off her stockings. Then she lay on the floor, on her stomach. "Come rub your goddess's back," she said.

Mike smiled and straddled Jen's butt and rubbed her shoulders and back. He reached for some oil. He poured some in his hands to warm it, then continued to rub her back. After years together he knew where she liked touched, exactly how much pressure to use. She moaned under his touch, and that made him feel good.

As he rubbed her he said, "I totally understand what it's like to lose control. I'm worse than you. You wouldn't believe what goes through my head."

"I think I have an idea," she said with a giggle.

"We're a dangerous combination," Mike said.

"Yeah," Jen agreed.

He got off her and lay beside her on the shag rug, on his side so he could caress her. He caressed down her back, along her sides (touching her breasts), and then her ass. He sensed her breathing quickening. He lightly ran his fingers between her ass cheeks and felt her pussy. She was wet.

"I guess what I'm saying is, it would be okay with me if you hooked up with someone. Just not Scott okay? Not someone you work with and see all the time."

As he spoke Mike continued to caress between Jen's ass cheeks, his fingertips lightly running from her pussy to her asshole.

"That feels good," she sighed.

"What do you think?" he asked.

"I don't know," she said. "I'm not sure it's a good idea." She turned around and reached for him. He got on top of her. "You don't have to worry about Scott though," she assured him. "He's an ass. It's completely over with him."

"It WAS over too," Jen said to herself, like a solemn oath. "It was!"

She gave her husband a teasing smile. "Come here and fuck your goddess," she said reaching between their bodies and guiding him into her.

"You like me calling you that," he said smiling.

"I think I do," she agreed smiling back at him. And then they made love.

The next morning Mike left early for work. Jen got ready for work, putting on jeans and flats. She looked at her calendar as she ate a light breakfast. It reminded her she had an appointment with Tom that morning, a storyboard artist she used to help with video mockups. She thought about it, and then impulsively changed out of the jeans and put on a short skirt, hose and heels.

She took the subway to Tom's studio. The train was crowded as she entered. A guy looked her up and down and immediately stood up, offering her his seat. Jen smiled thanks and sat down. Then she saw a pregnant woman standing and stood. It looked like the pregnant woman had been standing for a while. "Sorry," Jen said to her.