Adultery Making It Work by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"You went braless?" Mike moaned.

She nodded with a mischievous grin. "Commando too," she said.

"Why?"

"Easier access," she joked.

"No, really."

"I wanted to be extra sexy for him," she admitted.

"Because you wouldn't see him for a week?" he asked panting.

"Yeah," she said, leaning down and kissing her husband. He grunted and came.

After sex they showered. After putting on a lacy thong panty, Jen was putting on a bra.

"Go braless," Mike said with a smile.

"Pervert," she said, but tossed the bra onto the bed.

Heads turned as they walked into the restaurant. Jen wore a thin spaghetti strap sundress. It ended way above her knees, and with high heeled sandals, her slim shapely legs seemed to go on forever.

The waiter tried looking down Jen's dress as they ordered. Mike smiled and glanced around the room. More than a few guys were looking at Jen, especially her legs. He smiled slyly. "Any one catch your eye?"

"Seriously? After what happened today?" she said incredulously. Mike was smart enough to let it go.

A little later Jen asked, "What else did you and Jim talk about last night?"

"Keri has fuck buddies all over the world," Mike said with a laugh.

"I knew that," Jen said laughing back. "What else?"

"I asked Jim if he ever gets upset," Mike said with a shrug.

"And?" Jen said with a raised eyebrow.

"He said whenever that happens he calls up one of his lovers," Mike said with a laugh.

Jen put down her folk and crossed her arms on her chest. "Is that what you want Michael? A pretty blonde fuck buddy to call when you get upset?"

She was smiling, but her eyes were not. Mike said, "I've told you before, I'm not looking for that."

"Just admit it Mike, if that's what you want," she pressed.

He suddenly got annoyed. It was such a one way street with her! "You know Jen, if that's what I wanted, I would have done it already," he said with more anger than he intended.

"Okay, whatever," she said. The rest of dinner they were mostly silent.

Back in their room, Jen brushed her hair, wearing Mike's old fraternity shirt. "So what else did you and Jim talk about."

"He thinks you're spoiled," Mike said still annoyed.

"And Keri's not?" Jen said sarcastically.

Mike shrugged, not wanting to say anything more after what happened at dinner. Jen could tell he was holding back.

"Tell me, what?" she insisted.

Mike sighed. He said, "He thinks it's unfair, only you messing around." Seeing Jen frown, he added "Look Jen, I only want you, okay? But lately you've had this attitude, and it's annoying."

Jen knew what he was talking about. Keri's advice, that she was "entitled." Mike had noticed, and he was calling her on it.

She put down the brush and walked up to him. He was sitting on the edge of the bed. She affectionately pressed her flat tummy against his face. "Okay, you're right, I'm sorry," she said softly. She put her arms around his neck. "I guess I've been out of control lately." She smiled sheepishly and admitted, "This Google thing has gotten to my head."

Her apology seemed to release the tension from the room. He pulled her onto the bed, and they made love.

Afterwards Jen snuggled in Mike's arms. She said, "I know it's unfair, that only I play with other people. You're really okay with that?"

"Jen -- yes," Mike said exasperated. "If I wasn't I would have told you by now. You know how I am. I'm not interested in other girls. It's you with other guys that turn me on."

Jen got up on an elbow and looked into his face. "Sometimes I don't get that."

"What do you mean?"

"Doesn't it bother you when I'm with someone?" she asked.

"That's part of it for me," Mike said, not understanding where she was going. "I've told you that."

"I know, you have," she said, struggling to explain. "I know it gets you hot. But doesn't it bother you?" She remembered what Tom had said, 'real men don't let other guys fuck their wives.' She laughed to keep their conversation light, and said "I mean, husbands are supposed to protect and take care of their wives. They're not supposed to give their wives to other men."

"I protect you Jen," Mike said immediately, suddenly defensive. "I take care of you. You don't think so?"

"Of course I do," she said immediately. "Forget I said anything."

Mike was bothered by this. "Taking care of you and the Game are completely different things," he insisted.

"I know that," she assured him. She hugged him. "You take good care of me baby. Just forget I mentioned it, okay?"

Mike frowned, but he let it go.

They spent the next day lounging by the pool. Wearing a string bikini, Tom's hickey was clearly visible on her neck. The first time he rubbed it she pushed him away and said sarcastically "So you like it now huh?" But she knew she was being a bitch, they'd both made mistakes and were even now. After that first time, whenever he rubbed it she smiled and didn't stop him if he wanted to kiss or make love.

As they relaxed in the sun, Mike noticed Jen take off her rings. Seeing his look, she said "I don't want to get lotion on them." Then she admitted, "It'll be easier if I don't come home with a tan line."

"I get it," Mike said. Jen could tell he was bothered (although he tried not to show it). She made sure to put her rings back on at night.

Jen attracted even more male attention the next night. They went to a nightclub after dinner and a buncha guys asked her to dance. She politely turned them down.

"It's okay with me if you want to dance," Mike said, a lustful glint in his eye. He loved watching his wife dance with other men.

"I know," she said. She shrugged. "I'm not feeling it tonight honey. I'm happy to just hang and listen to the music."

Mike eyed her. "You don't feel like playing?"

"I kinda don't want to," she said.

Suddenly suspicious, he asked "Is this about Tom? Did he say something?"

"He mentioned it," she hesitantly admitted.

"What did he say?"

"It's not what he said," she said avoiding his question. "He's supposed to be my boyfriend, right? I know it sounds weird, but I'd feel like I'd be cheating on him." She added jokingly, "God we have the strangest conversations!"

When Mike didn't say anything, she asked "Are you okay?"

"What you said last night," Mike said. "You must think Tom protects you and I don't."