Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I woke to Jen's soft lips on my cheeks. I opened my eyes and looked into her beautiful face.

"I've gotta go honey," she said softly. I got up on my elbows. She was already dressed. She kissed me again and smiled into my eyes. "I'll see you tonight. I'm really looking forward to tomorrow."

"Me too," I said smiling back. "I'll think of some things for us to do."

"Okay," she said. She giggled. "I'd be okay with spending the entire day naked in bed with you." She got serious and said "Will you get us a hotel for tomorrow? I don't want to stay here."

"Yeah, sure, I get it," I said. Alec had rented this condo. I sensed something in Jen's voice and demeanor and frowned. "Is something wrong with Alec? He's treating you okay, right?"

"He's treating me fine," she assured me.

She looked really good. She wore black leggings and a long cashmere sweater that hugged her curves and went just passed her waist, leaving most of her tight ass exposed. She wore her long blonde hair down and topped the outfit with boots. She looked so Parisian.

"You look really good Jen," I said running my hand over her tights from her knee to just below her pussy. I felt myself get hard.

She smiled at me and parted her legs a little. I moved farther up her thigh and ran my thumb over her pussy. "What are you wearing under these tights?" I asked.

"Just a thong," she said smiling at me.

"Are you wearing a bra?" I asked. I ran my hand up her back and felt her bra strap.

"Yeah," she said.

"Are you gonna go down on Alec in Champagne?" I asked a mischievous smile on my face.

"I don't think so, his friends are going too," she said with a laugh.

"It's a long train ride," I said giving her a lustful grin.

"That's true," she said smiling back at me. I pressed my thumb harder across her clit. "Stop," she giggled grabbing my wrist to make me stop.

Just then Alec's voice came in from the family room. "Come on babe, we gotta go or we'll miss the train."

I saw something in Jen's eyes. Annoyance? Impatience? She saw me looking. "I'll tell you about it tonight," she said. She kissed me and moved to go.

Then I remember what I'd bought yesterday. "Wait baby," I said getting out of bed and getting the package from the dresser. I pulled out one of the scarfs and handled it to her. "I got this for you yesterday."

She looked at me to the scarf, and then at me again. She smiled into my eyes. "Thanks baby." She wrapped the scarf around her neck the way French girls do. "You're always thinking of me," she said kissing me again. Then she was off.

I took my time getting up. I was naked after Jen's hand job last night. I stretched out on the bed on top of the covers and slowly stroked myself, thinking of Jen with Alec. I had a powerful orgasm, my cum shooting onto my chest. I felt melancholy after but not too much, because I knew I'd have my wife back tonight.

I showered and dressed. I was tired of touring Paris by myself, so I found a café with fast wifi and spent the day drinking coffee and surfing the net. First, I found a small trendy boutique hotel I knew Jen would like. I made a reservation for the next day, paying extra for an early morning check-in. Then I got on Paris visitor sites looking for things to do. I picked a few places I thought Jen would like, although I didn't plan too much as I knew she'd be tired tomorrow after a long weekend of touring and fucking with Alec.

I didn't want to think about Sapphire but I couldn't resist. I entered the system through a back door and pulled down the latest status reports. The SEC had issued a fourth set of code mods! I looked them over and shook my head. Again the evidence was murky, but I saw a clear pattern. I knew what they were doing, what they intended.

I exited the system and did my best to cover my tracks. I thought about it for a long time. Finally I decided I had to do something. I wrote a short condition-based routine. The condition-based routine would come alive only if what I suspected actually happened.

I would have to be careful getting the routine into Sapphire. As Jen and Eric had said, you don't fuck around with the government.

I wrote a program that would execute automatically on Monday when I knew Jen and I would be in a plane over the Atlantic, flying home. In my head I called the program Phantom. Phantom would hack into Sapphire and then embed the condition-based routine into Sapphire. Then Phantom would delete itself, erasing all tracks of its existence.

I couldn't do anything about log files. Thus, eventually the government would be able to figure out WHEN Sapphire had been infected, and they'd be able to look at the infection (i.e., look at the condition-based routine). But if Phantom worked right, they wouldn't know HOW Sapphire had been infected. So they wouldn't be able to trace it back to me.

Then I did a full bit-by-bit wipe of my computer's hard disk. I'd restore the computer later that week at home.

I went back to the condo. On the way back I stopped at a convenience store, a surprise for tomorrow. I showered and dressed for dinner. Then I waited for Jen's call.

Around 7pm she called. "Hey, where are you guys?" I asked cheerfully. "Are you back in Paris?"

"God Mike you won't believe what happened," Jen said with obvious irritation. "We're still in Champagne. We missed the last train back."

"You what?" I said not sure I heard right. I heard laughter and talking in the background. I recognized Alec's voice, and those of his friends. I felt my anger boil inside. She missed the fucking train?!

"I'm getting -" she started, but her voice was drowned out by more laughing and partying. I heard her say angrily to Alec and his friends, "Will you all be quiet!"

Returning to me she said, "Mike, I'm getting a taxi back to Paris. I'll be home in a couple of hours. I'm sorry about this. I'll explain when I see you, okay?"

"Okay," I said, my anger cooling off. I was disappointed, but shit happens sometimes. "I'll see you in a couple hours."

As promised, Jen got home a little over two hours later. Alec followed Jen into the door. There was clearly tension between them.

Jen immediately hugged me. "I'm sorry," she said kissing me.

"That's okay," I said hugging her back.

"God the taxi was so expensive," she lamented, glancing daggers at Alec. She was clearly angry but fortunately her ire was directed at Alec, not me.

"It's okay, I'm just glad you're home," I said.

"Have you eaten?" she asked stroking my cheek.

"Not yet."

"Give me a sec and then we'll go out," she said. She disappeared into the bedroom she was sharing with Alec.

"Hey man, sorry we missed the train," Alec said offering me his hand.

"What happened?" I said shaking his hand.

"Too much drinking I guess," he said with a laugh.

I scowled at him. "When you're with my wife I expect you to take care of her," I said my voice hard.

"Yeah, sorry man, it won't happen again," he said. Then he said sheepishly "I guess I'll check on Jen." He tentatively went into the bedroom and closed the door.

I heard heated words behind the door. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but clearly Jen was irritated with Alec. A few minutes later she came out. She was wearing the same outfit, but she'd brushed her hair and touched up her make up.

"Let's go," she said taking my hand, her anger and irritation just below the surface. Clearly Alec wasn't coming with us. That was fine with me.

We went to a bistro a few blocks away. We ordered martinis. Jen was distracted, clearly still thinking about Alec.

"Your first argument?" I joked to help break the tension.

She gave me an apologetic smile. "Sorry baby, I'll stop thinking about him."

The waiter came with the martinis and we clinked glasses. "Tell me what happened," I said.

Jen scowled at the table. "Alec's so irresponsible, like a boy. He said he'd watch the clock but he didn't so we missed the last train. I wasn't paying attention. I'm so used to you taking care of things like that."

"Is that why you're so mad, because you missed the train?" Jen's anger seemed out of proportion to just getting back to Paris late.

I'd read her right and she gave me a brief smile in acknowledgment. "It's just, the way he talks about his wife, he's so cruel," she said. "It's like, her body's not as sexy after having babies, so now he's not hot for her anymore. That's why he cheats on her. But they're HIS babies."

"I'm surprised he talks about it with you," I said.

"He doesn't usually but his friends bring it up," Jen said. "Chloe and Tiffany are terrible. Now I see why you don't like them."

"So how did today go, did you like Champagne?" I asked.

"It was fun, Champagne's beautiful," she said. "I guess I was already irritated and then we missed the train and I lost it." She smiled at me and squeezed my hand. "I wanted to get back to you baby."

I smiled back. "I've really missed you," I said. "So, are you going to see Alec again?"

"I don't know, I guess so," she shrugged. "I still like him." She added with a laugh, "I'd rather not see his friends again, especially Chloe and Tiffany. Monique's okay." She smiled at me. "Monique told me how you stood up for me, when Chloe and Tiffany were calling me a slut."

"You're not a slut honey," I insisted.

"Yes I am," she said with a self-reproachful laugh. "I still appreciate it though honey," she said squeezing my hand. She smiled into my eyes. "I don't tell you enough how great a guy you are."

I smiled but didn't say anything.

"I'm serious Mike, you're so wonderful," she gushed. "You let me be with other men. You have no idea how lucky I am to have you."

"I know how sensual you are," I said.

"You mean you know how horny I get," she said with another self-reproachful laugh. She became self-reflective and said "I get scared how I always want sex, how I lose control." She laughed again, brushing her hair behind her ear. "Sometimes I think I'm a nympho."