Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I felt jealous, hurt, rejected. I wasn't mad at Jen, not really. She'd warned me more than once she was with Jamie this weekend. I could have stayed home. I'd signed up for this. But still it hurt. It hurt a lot. I felt so lonely.

The people next to me were smoking cigars. To me, Aromas was a scotch and steak place. But it was most famous for its high end cigars (hence its name). That was part of the reason I liked sitting outside because it was smoky inside.

Max came out with a box offering cigars to the people sitting outside. I motioned him over. "What do you suggest?" I asked.

"This Cuban cigar is really good," Max said. "Do you smoke Mike?"

"This will be my first cigar," I said picking up the recommended cigar.

He helped me light it and I took a couple puffs. I was proud of myself I didn't have a coughing fit. I took another puff, and then a sip of scotch. Wow, what a great combination!

He poured me a big glass of water. "You'll want to drink water, smoking dehydrates you," Max warned.

"Okay," I said. I ignored the water of course.

I smoked the cigar and sipped my scotch, watching the beautiful South Beach crowd walk by. I ordered more scotch and another cigar. I finished that and ordered another. I puffed and sipped, puffed and sipped. I tried not to think of Jen. Puff and sip. Into oblivion.

I didn't know what time it was. I felt a shake on my shoulder and opened my eyes. My head felt cloudy. My stomach churned. I had trouble focusing. The world spun.

It was Max. I heard him say "Where are you staying Mike?"

"Delano," I managed to say.

Max walked me back to the Delano. I told him my room number and he took me there. Inside I pulled cash out of my pocket and pushed it into his hand.

"Mike this is too much," he said looking at the big wad of $100 bills in his hands.

"Take it Max, please," I said as I stumbled and fell into bed. I passed out.

I felt a soft hand on my shoulder. I managed to open my eyes. It was Jen.

"What time is it?" I asked groggily. My throat felt like the desert. "Where am I?"

"We're in your hotel room at the Delano. It's 8 in the morning." She rubbed my arm. "Oh Mike, what did you do last night?"

Suddenly my stomach lurched and I ran into the bathroom. I collapsed to my knees and threw up into the toilet.

Jen helped me stand up and led me back into bed. She got a moist towel and wiped my face. I closed my eyes, the room spinning.

"God he's a mess," Jamie said.

"Yeah like you've never been drunk," Jen said sarcastically, scowling at him.

"Okay, sorry," Jamie said. "He passed out again?"

I felt Jen brush my hair. "I think so." I was still awake, though just barely.

"Let's go then," he said. "He'll be out for hours. You can check on him when we get back."

"I better stay and make sure he's alright," she said looking at me.

"He's out cold Jen, he'll be out for hours," he persisted. He pulled her to him and they had a long lingering kiss. His hands roamed her body as they kissed.

"Stop," Jen said finally pulling away. She was gasping.

"Come on, practice starts in an hour, we've gotta go." He pulled her back into his arms. "He'll be out for hours."

Jen pulled away from him and looked back at me. "You go on Jamie. I'll see you later."

"Whatever!" he said angrily and left.

Jen sighed looking at the closed door. Then she walked back to the bed. She sat on the edge of the bed and stroked my hair.

I opened my eyes. Her cheeks were flushed and her nipples hard. She had her cum face on after making out with Jamie.

"Go if you want," I told her bitterly.

"I want to be here," she said soothingly, kissing my cheek.

"No you don't," I said bitterly, being the martyr. "Just go, let me sleep, I don't want you here."

"I want to be here, with you," she assured me. She got into the bed and spooned me, holding me tight. She kissed the back of my neck. "Go ahead and sleep baby. I'll be here when you wake up."

I guess I fell back asleep. When I woke up the sun was high in the sky. Jen's body was against me. She was sleeping.

I guess she sensed me awake because she opened her eyes. "Hey you," she said smiling at me. "How do you feel? I made you drink a big glass of water."

The water must have helped because I felt better. I remembered Max saying how cigars dehydrated you.

"A little dizzy," I said. "My stomach's queasy some."

"Wanna get some food?"

"Not right now," I said. "Are you hungry?"

"I'm okay," she said. "Here," she said and she made me drink down most of a cold bottle of water. "What'd you do last night?"

"I went to Aromas, that place I told you about," I said. "I tried a cigar."

"Oh Mike ..."

"It was pretty good, scotch and cigars," I said. We were silent. I remembered her kicking me out of their room. I said "I guess I know what you were doing."

She reached out and squeezed my hand. "I'm sorry baby."

I wasn't mad anymore. I was just hurt. "That wasn't right Jen," I said. I needed to get this off my chest. "I get you choose who and when. But there was no reason I had to leave. Or are you being mean to me on purpose?"

She winched at my words. "That's not fair Mike. You know I'm with Jamie this weekend. Jamie freaked out with you watching. Some guys are like that."

"He was okay with it in Cancun," I pointed out.

"I thought so too," she said. Clearly she'd been surprised by Jamie's reaction too. "I guess that was Cancun, and this is where he lives. I don't know. He just freaked last night."

"So you picked him over me."

"I'm in Miami to be with him," she said patiently, but sounding a little exasperated. "Honey you knew that. I'm here with you now."

I felt like a consolation prize. "You're going out with him tonight, right?" I said bitterly remembering their earlier conversation.

"I promise you can stay this time," she assured me. "I'll talk to Jamie, if he still has a problem he's history." Seeing my skepticism, she kissed me and squeezed my hand. "It was fun last night until Jamie made you leave right?"

"You told me to leave."

"I didn't want you to leave, that was Jamie," she insisted. She gave me a playful scowl. "You're being difficult mister," she said in a playful scolding voice. "Tell the truth, you were having fun until then, it was exciting. Right?"

I scowled at her stubbornly, not wanting to admit anything.

"Right?!" she said with a laugh, straddling my waist and tickling me.

"Okay, okay, right!" I finally admitted, laughing back.

She leaned down and wrapped her arms around my neck, our faces just inches apart. "See honey, this can work for both of us," she said smiling into my face. "Last night was a bummer for both of us, I like having you there."

"You like having me there?" I said surprised.

"Haven't you figured that out yet?" she said with a crooked grin. "I like teasing you. That's half the fun."

I grinned back at her. "You bitch!"

She laughed. "I know you love it!"

We smiled at each other. "Are you feeling better baby?" she asked. When she kissed my chest, where my heart was, I knew she wasn't talking about my hangover.

"Yeah, I am," I said, and I meant it.

She ruffled my hair and looked into my eyes. "We're not gonna play the game forever baby. Someday we'll stop. So try to enjoy it. Tomorrow night we'll be back home and I'll be all yours again. Okay?"

"Okay," I said.

"Okay then," she said giving me a crooked grin. "Does your big head hurt too much for me to take care of this little head?" she said giving my cock a squeeze.

"My big head definitely doesn't hurt too much for that," I said. We both laughed.

We hurriedly undressed. She put a condom on me. Then she straddled my hips and guided me into her pussy.

"You feel loose," I said.

"Jamie's fucked me a lot and he's a big boy," she said slowly moving up and down on my cock. "Do I still feel good?"

"You feel incredible!" I gushed.

"Good, I always want to feel good for you baby," she said. She kissed me.

"How many times have you fucked?" I asked.

"Three times yesterday," she said. "Twice Thursday. This morning."

"How many times has he made you cum?"

"Through intercourse?" she said. "Every time I think."

"You think?"

"Okay, every time," she admitted. She knew I was sensitive about this.

"Why are you so into him?" I asked.

"Truthfully? It's kinda a turn-on to be with someone so young. I mean, god Mike, he just turned 21."

"So you're a cougar huh?" I said smiling.

"I feel like one!" she admitted and we bought laughed. "He also kinda reminds me of Ricky."

"Really?"

"Yeah."

I connected the dots really fast. "So that must mean you're still attracted to Ricky."

She put her finger over my lips. "No old boyfriends, remember?"

I came a few minutes later. There were no signs she'd cum. No lustful eyes, no flushed cheeks, no gasping or panting. Even her nipples were only half hard.

She knew what I was thinking. "I've already cummed a lot Mike."

"You'll cum tonight with Jamie," I said bitterly.

She lowered her head and kissed me. "Don't go there baby," she said. "Remember what I said. Just enjoy it."

We showered and got dressed. We left the room to get a late lunch. As we walked to the elevator she stopped me. "We better go down separately Mike," she said looking warily at me.

Oh yeah. The staff here thought she was Jamie's girlfriend. I glanced at her left hand. She wasn't wearing her wedding ring.

I forced myself to chill out. "You go down first," I said to her. She gave me an appreciative smile for understanding.

I waited a few minutes and then took another lift down. My commitment to chill out was tested when I saw Jen in the lobby talking to Jamie and Karl. As she talked and laughed with her "boyfriend" and his new co-worker, she looked at me and then she looked at the door. She wanted me to wait outside.

I took the long way around the lobby, not wanting to be seen by either Jamie or Karl. I went outside and waited across the street. After 10 minutes I wondered if Jen was going to blow me off. But then she walked out of the hotel. To my relief she was alone. She saw me and hurriedly joined me across the street.

She stopped short of me. If someone saw us they'd think we were platonic friends. We walked down the street. I resisted the urge to hold Jen's hand.

After we were out of sight of the Delano, she leaned into me and put her arm though mine. "Sorry baby," she said. "They were down there having a drink, I ran right into them. Jamie just got back from lacrosse practice."

"How'd you get away?"

"I told them I needed a dress for tonight," she said.