Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Mike broke out of his reverie by a tug on his arm. "Whatcha thinking about?" Jen said running her arm though his.

"Oh, uh, just watching the game," Mike lied.

Jen tilted her head. "The game's that way baby," she said motioning to the other side of the field where the action was taking place.

"Oh --," Mike began, feeling like an idiot.

"This isn't your thing," she said. Mike expected her to break up with him right then and there, but instead she said "Ready to go?"

"Don't you want to watch the rest of the game?" Mike asked surprised.

"We're killing them," she said with an unconcerned shrug.

As they walked home, Jen leaned into him. "Sorry about leaving you alone, I just get into the game and socializing," she said hugging his arm.

Mike felt embarrassed. He knew he was shy and sometimes anti-social, but it hurt to have it thrown in his face. "I don't need a babysitter Jen," he snapped, regretting his words as soon as he said them.

Jen looked into his face. Then she squeezed his arm tighter. "Sorry," she said. They walked in silence for a while.

At a crossroads Jen pushed him down a street, away from her sorority.

"Don't you want to go to the party?" Mike said surprised. Her sorority was having an after-game party.

"Can we go to your place?" she asked.

The frat house was empty. "Wanna watch a movie?" Mike asked awkwardly. He didn't know what to expect, and didn't want to make assumptions.

"Can we go up to your room?" Jen asked.

In his room Jen snuggled into his arms, laying her head on his chest. "I guess I drank too much," she said, slurring her words.

"Do you want aspirin? Water?" Mike asked.

"Okay," she said. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. They made out and petted each other. She helped him pull off her sweater and cami, leaving her topless. Then they kissed and fondled some more.

She pulled away, both of them gasping. "Can you ..." she began, then stopped looking embarrassed.

"What?" he prompted her.

She looked down demurely. "Can you do what you did to me last night?" she said shyly.

Mike's heart leaped. She'd enjoyed what he'd done! She'd been thinking about him!

In fact, Jen had thought of little else. No guy had ever gone down on her like Mike had. She wanted to feel it again!

Her heart pounded with excited anticipation as he moved down between her legs. His eyes went from her pretty face to her perfect tiny tits, then to her flat stomach. He caressed her legs, loving the feel of her cotton tights.

Jen knew he had a thing for legs. She raised her leg and pressed the pointy toe of her flat against his chest. He gasped with excitement, running his hands over her shapely calf and firm thigh. Jen let the flat fall of her foot, and then she ran her foot up his chest, over his neck, and then against his cheek and nose.

She was driving him wild! It was like she read his mind, understood all his fantasies and fetishes and played them out for him! He grabbed her slim ankle and pressed the sole of her foot against his nose, breathing in the intoxicating smell of shoe leather mixed with musky sweat, at the same time continuing to run his other hand up and down her long shapely leg.

He realized all his kinky fetishes were on full display, but he couldn't help himself. He expected her at any moment to laugh derisively and call him a pervert, but she didn't. Instead, she seemed just as excited as him. Her eyes were glazed over and her mouth formed a small O. Later, he'd eventually come to think of that look as her cum face.

Jen pressed her toes harder against Mike's nose, perfectly playing into his fantasies. Then, she pressed her toes into his mouth. His mouth! He squeezed and caressed her foot as he sucked on her cute toes, and she moaned.

Mike took hold of both Jen's ankles and spread her legs. Her skirt automatically hiked up her thighs. He looked between her legs. There was a wet spot in the tights at her crotch.

She helped him unzip and take off her skirt, and then he curled his fingers into the waistband of the tights and pulled then down her long legs. She was naked again in his bed. Jen Johnson, naked in his bed again. Again! He seriously could not believe it.

He opened her legs and went down on her. The pressure was on, but he soon had her writhing under his tongue and clutching the sheets.

He then did something he'd never done before, but he wanted to do for her. He put his hands under her butt and lifted her slightly. Then he licked down her slit, over her sandbar, and then flicked his tongue over her puckered asshole.

"OH-MY-GOD!" Jen gasped. She groaned pushing her ass into Mike's face. He rolled his tongue around her puckered anus. "GOD MIKE GOD!" she squealed.

Still licking her ass, Mike stuck a finger into her. For the first time he was inside her! Not with his cock, but still. He finger fucked her, while at the same time rubbing her clit with his thumb. He did this all while continuing to roll his tongue over her anus.

"OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD," she cried, her hands now clutching the back of Mike's head. "OH GOOOOOOOOD!" she screamed, and then her body spasmed and shook in a massive orgasm.

She gasped for air, her perky tits rising and falling as she recovered. "God oh god," she said over and over again.

She finally calmed down, but her orgasm seemed to take everything out of her, especially after drinking so much beer. She rolled to her side, holding Mike's hand so he spooned her. "Let me rest for a minute baby, then I'll take care of you," she said under her breath, already half asleep.

Mike was afraid she'd get cold, so he helped her put on his frat t-shirt again. "Thanks baby, so comfy," she purred falling asleep. She rolled to her side again, again pulling Mike with her, and they fell asleep spooning each other.

Later that night Sam stumbled into his room. He was half drunk from the game and after-parties. He turned on the light and stopped dead in his tracks. Mike and Jen were fast asleep. He was on his back. Her head was on his chest, an arm around him, a leg dbangd over his.

She was wearing a t-shirt, but he could see all of her from the waist down, her tight ass and her long shapely legs completely bare. He immediately covered his eyes, feeling shameful for ogling his best friend's girl. He quickly left the bedroom, taking one more lingering look at the gorgeous Sleeping Beauty before going. "Lucky fuck," he said to himself.

Mike and Jen slept through the night. They woke up spooning each other. Jen giggled and blushed thinking about what Mike had done to her. She was still embarrassed and getting used to the idea of a guy going down on her. Really going down on her. In a way it was more intimate than fucking.

"Shit I've got to get going," Mike said disappointed. "I've got a meeting this morning."

"It's Sunday," Jen said with a frown.

"I know, some undergrads are having a hard time with differential equations, I said I'd help them out this morning," he said.

Mike went into the bathroom, down the hall from his bedroom. Jen grinned, a twinkle in her eye. She opened the door and entered the hallway.

There were a lot of guys lazing around, some in the hallway, others in their rooms with the doors open. She saw Simon, Zack and Drums. "Hi Simon, hi Zack," she said, smiling at them like it was the most natural thing in the world for her to be standing there in just Mike's t-shirt, with nothing underneath.

"Uh, hi Jen," they both said surprised to see her. They tried without much success to avoid looking her up and down. Mike's t-shirt came down pass her ass, but just barely, and her long shapely legs were on full display. The other guys didn't even try to hide their lustful stares.

"Hi Drums," Jen said smiling at the drummer. "When are you guys playing next?"

"Oh uh, next weekend I think, at the Crypts," he stammered. Like Zack and Simon he was trying to control his eyes, but he couldn't help staring at her bare legs and pretty feet.

"Do you guys play Bruce?" she asked sweetly.

"Uh, we're not really a cover band, but yeah, we can play some Boss," Drums said.

"I love Thunder Road," Jen said batting her eyelashes and giving him a brilliant smile.

"Yeah, screen door slams and all that, you got it," Drums said enchanted.

"Thanks Drums," she said smiling at him. Then she looked around at all the guys, giving them a mischievous grin. She put her finger to her lips, as if sharing a secret with them, and then went into the bathroom.

All the guys let out a breath as she disappeared into the bathroom. "Holy fuck," Drums said in awe. "A goddess walks among us."

Jen leaned against the door, her heart pounding. She'd pushed the line, but she loved teasing, loved guys looking at her. Love it! In fact, her nipples were hard and she was moist. She knew Mike would get kudos too. Especially with what she was about to do next. Her man needed servicing!

"Hey baby," she said.

Mike pulled back the shower curtain. "Jen!" he said shocked.

Jen crossed her arms and pulled off the t-shirt. "Can I join you?" she said stepping into the shower.

He put his arms around her. "Hi," he said.

"Hi," she said back. They kissed.

"Let me do your hair," Mike said. He turned her so her back was against him. He put shampoo in her hair and lathered her, rubbing and massaging her scalp.

"That feels so good," she moaned, again pleasantly surprised at his touch. She leaned back against his chest, enjoying the massage. His hands moved from her head, his fingertips tracing down her neck, over her shoulders, and then to her breasts. He ran circles around her nipples, and she closed her eyes, enjoying what he was doing to her body. His touch was still clumsy -- not nearly as talented as Colin -- but his inexperience and naiveté made her feel good.