Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I called her cell. She picked up just before it went to voice mail. "Hey baby," she said. She sounded out of breath. "What's up?"

"I'm at the pool," I told her. "I want to talk to you. I think I have the wedding ring thing figured out."

"That's great Mike," she said. I heard Jamie's voice in the background. He sounded annoyed and impatient. I heard Jen say in a soft consoling voice, "In a second baby. I do too. Just a second."

"I've gotta go honey," she said to me. "I'll meet you at the pool, stay there." She hung up.

Of course I'd interrupted their fucking. I was glad I'd worn a heavy bathing suit because I started getting hard.

She got to the pool 20 minutes later. She wore an outrageously revealing string bikini and high heels. She also wore a cute pink bow in her hair. The combination of sexy and innocence made me ache with desire!

She saw me and subtlety motioned to a rear entrance to the hotel. I went there and she joined me a few minutes later.

Her cheeks were flushed, hair tussled, her nipples hard and she was unsteady in the high heels. In other words, she looked freshly fucked!

"Hi baby," she said giving me a quick hug and kiss. "What did you figure out?"

"Did Jamie just fuck you?" I asked.

She saw excitement in my face, not anger or hurt. "Yeah," she said with a smile.

"Did he make you cum on his cock?"

"Yes," she said with a teasingly smile. "Eight for eight now."

I tilted my head. "Eight? At lunch it was six."

"He did me when I got back from lunch," she said with a giggle. She pressed the pointy toe of her high heel into my calf. "Then he saw me in this bikini and heels and wanted a quickie!" She giggled again. "He's insatiable!"

"I've got to get back though, what did you want to talk about?" she said clearly in a hurry to get back to her boyfriend. She seemed infatuated with her young lover!

I handed her a small blue Tiffany's box. "I bought this for you."

"Oh Mike you didn't have to," she said taking the box. She opened it and her eyes went wide. "Oh my god, a Sophia! You bought this for me?!"

"Yes," I said. I was pleased she'd recognized the designer, it meant I'd picked right.

"I've wanted a Sophia forever!" She hugged and kissed me, longer this time. "But what's the occasion?"

"Let me ask you something," I said. "When you look at this ring, will you always think of me?"

"Of course I will baby," she said.

"Really?" I pressed. "You'll think of me, no one else?"

"Yes Mike, only you," she said not knowing where I was going with this.

I took a deep breath. Then I said "When you're with Jamie, you don't have to wear your wedding rings. But I want you to wear this Sophia ring on your left hand. It doesn't look like a wedding or engagement ring so Jamie shouldn't care. But this way you'll have a reminder of me when you're with another guy and I'm not there."

A smile came to her face. "This should work." She gave me a crooked grin. "You're pretty smart mister."

She raised her left hand, holding out her ring-less ring finger. I slipped the Sophia on her ring finger. "Okay," I said smiling at her.

"Okay," she said, smiling back at me. "I better get back to Jamie."

"What are your plans?" I asked.

"We're hanging here a little," she said. "Then we're going to dinner someplace."

"Okay, just let me know."

"He wants to go to dinner with me alone," she said rubbing my arm. "I'll call you when we're back in his room."

"Okay," I agreed reluctantly.

Just before she left she hugged me. "I'll wear the Sophia ring," she said. "But I don't need it to think about you. I think about you all the time Mike."

I gave Jen a moment to rejoin Jamie and his friends. She leaned into him and he put his arm around her. They looked good together. Now that she mentioned it, Jamie did sort of look like Ricky.

It bothered me I wouldn't be at dinner with them. But I'd get to watch them tonight in bed. And now she had the ring on her finger to remind her of me.

She seemed really into Jamie. I could see this developing into something. I felt the familiar delicious combination of excitement and jealousy.

I approached the group a few minutes later. Jen said Jamie was insatiable? She already had her cum face on again! They seemed really sexually compatible, constantly hot for each other.

I felt a tug on my arm. I turned my head. Fuck.

It was Jasmine Kelly.

I moved slightly so Jasmine was facing away from Jen. For obvious reasons I didn't want Jasmine to see Jen with Jamie.

"Mike, I was hoping to run into you!" Jasmine said excitedly. "I spoke to Ryan Hatch at the SEC. He confirmed everything you said. Mike, this is a really big! The new Sapphire is going to change everything, stabilize the market, help the small investor! You need to let me interview you for the story!"

"No Jasmine."

"Mike, why?" Jasmine said. "I've interviewed you before."

I hated attention. I preferred flying under the radar. Most of all though, I wasn't sure I wanted to be associated with the new Sapphire.

"I'm sorry, but no interview," I told Jasmine, shaking my head. "I'm sure some of my partners will be happy to talk to you. I can set it up if you want."

"Mike you should get credit for this, not someone else," Jasmine said. "The world should know you invented this."

"Transparency versus privacy, remember Jasmine?" I said with a humorless laugh. "Not sure I want the credit for this one."

Jasmine shook her head. "I checked into the privacy issue, Ryan explained it to me. Mike, you're like the only person in the world worried about that. The SEC isn't worried."

"Of course they're not worried Jasmine!" I said exasperated. "The government wants this! They're looking at Sapphire as a way to invade people's privacy, like a constant wiretap."

"They're doing that to track terrorists, to follow the money," Jasmine said.

"That's what they say!" I said. "But they can use it on ordinary people too!"

"If you're so worried about it why'd you invent it?" Jasmine shot back.

"It's a long story," I said shaking my head.

"That's why you need to let me interview you, so you can tell the world your side of the story," she urged me. She moved closer to me. "Let's have dinner tonight. We'll talk this through."

"I can't Jasmine, I'm busy tonight."

She raised an eyebrow at me. "Where's Jen?"

"I'm meeting her later," I said evasively. Well, it was true.

Jasmine studied me, her eyes boring into me. She finally said "Mike, why is your wife kissing that guy over there?"

I stared at Jasmine, my heart racing. She WAS an investigative reporter. How hard would our lifestyle be to discover, if you really tried? Keri had done it.

I said, "You know why, don't you Jasmine?"

"Yes I do," Jasmine said. "I don't get it Mike. You're an amazing guy. I don't get why she'd want anyone but you. She doesn't deserve you Mike."

"You don't know what you're talking about."

She shook her head. "So are you going to do the interview?"

"No," I said definitively. I frowned at her. "Jasmine, are you going to report about me and Jen?"

Jasmine looked offended and hurt. "God Mike," she said shaking her head. She walked away.

I stood motionless, trying to gather myself. After a few moments I looked over at Jen.

She was glaring at me.

I walked over to Jamie's group. Fortunately it seemed only Jen noticed me talking to Jasmine Kelly. I got a beer and chatted with Ben, Stu and a few other people. Ben and Stu invited me to dinner. I agreed, not having anything else to do.

Jen sidled over to me. We had a moment of relative privacy in the sea of people. "What the fuck was that about?" she hissed in a low dangerous voice.

"I'll tell you later," I whispered.

She didn't like that answer, I could see it in her face. "Go to your room, I'll be there in a minute," she ordered.

"What?" I said in disbelief. Did she really just order me to go to my room like a kid?

"Go - to - your - room!" she hissed, angrily emphasizing each word.

We stared at each other. Whatever, I thought. I turned and started walking to the door into the hotel. Before going in the door, I looked back. Jen and Jamie were having a heated conversation.

I went down to my room. A few minutes later I heard the cardkey and Jen walked in.

We stared at each other. Finally Jen said "Did you fuck her?"

"How do you have a key to my room?"

"What?" she said. I'd thrown her off balance. She recovered and said "Jamie made it for me. How do you think I got in this morning?"

"Okay," I nodded. "Next time I'll make an extra key and give it to you."

She looked at me like I was insane. "Mike, enough with the freaking key!" she yelled angrily. "I want to know about Jasmine Kelly."

"I ran into her Thursday night," I said calmly. "She's doing a story on the Richie Incognito thing."

"The what?"

"You know, bullying in sports," I said. "We started talking, and now she wants to interview me about the Sapphire privacy issue."

"What Sapphire privacy issue?" she asked.

I shook my head. "I haven't had a chance to tell you," I said.

She angrily threw her arms down her side, glaring at me. "You tell her something you haven't told me?!"

"You've been so busy -."

"Fuck you Mike!" she roared. She hit my chest hard. "You're always doing this!"

"What are you talking about?" I said. I seriously did not know why she was so upset. Okay, I got it, she felt threatened by Jasmine, that made sense, Jasmine's beautiful and younger. But all I did was talk to her.

"Did you fuck her?!" she angrily demanded.

"No Jen -."

"Did you do ANYTHING with her?!"

"Jen, all we did was talk," I said. "What am I always doing?"

"You're always doing things with other girls and not telling me!" she screamed. Now tears were flowing down her cheeks.

"What are you talking about?" I said, really confused now.

She angrily ticked off her fingers. "Those pictures with Jasmine! You never told me, Allie did! This new Sapphire thing! You told Jasmine not me! You didn't tell me you saw her Thursday! You don't tell me things Mike!"

I put my hands out. "Jen all that was nothing, nothing happened."

"You fucking made out with Tara in the hot tub! Is that nothing?! You didn't tell me! You STILL haven't told me! I only know because I saw you! Now you've hired her! When were you going to tell me that?!"

I guess Jen saw the shock on my face. "Jamie told me! Did you think I wouldn't find out? They're in the same group dickhead! How can you be so smart and so stupid too?!"

I held my hands out in surrender. "Jen, I just felt sorry for Tara, that's why I hired her. She was someone to talk to when you were mean to me in Cancun."

"YOU wanted me to be mean to you, that was YOUR freaking wish!" she yelled. Now she was crying. "I don't want to worry about you with other girls when I'm playing the game. Our game Mike! OUR game!" She hit me on the chest again. "If you want another girl just tell me! I told you that! Just tell me!"

"Jen, I don't want another girl," I said earnestly. "I only want you." I put my arms around her.

"Don't touch me!" she cried slapping my hands away.

"Jen, come on," I said. "I haven't done anything."

"I know I'm with other guys," she said. "But I tell you everything. EVERYTHING! I don't hide anything from you."