Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"You don't owe me anything, you did it on your own," I assured him, looking at the doorway where Jen and Scott had disappeared. I didn't want to be here with Darren, I wanted to see what they were doing.

"Sorry about what the press is saying about you," Darren said looking sheepish.

"That's okay," I said distractedly. I felt high and disoriented from the Ecstasy, but I needed to know what Jen was doing.

I got to my feet. I almost fell but I managed to steady myself. "See you later Darren." I walked towards the doorway where Jen and Scott had gone. I sensed Darren get up and follow me, but I didn't care about him, I wanted to find Jen.

********

In the next room, Jen asked Scott "How is your team doing?"

Scott laughed. "Are you really going to talk business? The way you're dressed?"

Jen laughed back. "The way I'm dressed?" she said coyly.

"Come on," Scott said with a knowing grin, rubbing her back and feeling the bustier under her blouse. "This is mine."

"You think I only have one bustier?" Jen said with an incredulous laugh.

"I can see it's pink," Scott said maneuvering to look down her front.

"You've got a lot of nerve," Jen scolded taking a step back. She gave him a what-the-fuck look. "I'm your boss Scott, remember?"

"That was so hot!" Scott said grinning.

"What?" Jen said confused by his non-sequitur.

"My sexy boss, on her knees between my legs," Scott said his smile widening, remembering their affair.

"God Scott," Jen said disbelieving. "Are you high? Because you're about to get fired."

"Come on, I'm just joking," Scott said giving her a charming, boyish grin. "I know how much I owe you. I'm a goof. I'd be selling used cars if not for you."

"You don't owe me, you're really talented Scott," Jen said giving him a crooked smile, charmed by his moment of vulnerability. She playfully punched his arm. "You ARE a goof though."

He grinned at her, like 2 people sharing a secret. He whispered, "Come on, admit it, you've got a submissive streak."

"Oh my god!" she said rolling her eyes, but this time she laughed instead of getting mad.

He laughed back, and they smiled into the other's eyes. "How do you know this Colin guy?" Scott asked.

"An old boyfriend," Jen said.

"Before Mike or during?" Scott asked teasingly.

"Before you jerk," Jen said with a laugh, hitting Scott again.

Scott grinned at her. "Have you been here before?" he asked looking around. "How about a tour of the place?"

Jen looked back into the other room, where Mike was. She should go back there to check on him. Ecstasy could be overwhelming the first time. But she knew he'd be safe. And the whole point of tonight was to be with Scott.

"Come on," Jen said taking Scott's arm. They walked from room to room, laughing and talking like old familiar friends.

"I'm surprised to see you here," Jen said innocently. "Do you know people at Penn State?"

"Allie invited me," Scott explained, shrugging. "He said Colin throws wild parties."

"He does!" Jen said with a laugh.

"Oh yeah?" Scott said grinning. "Have you been a bad girl Jen?"

"Um, not in THIS house," Jen joked. "Anyway, what happens at Colin's, stays at Colin's," she said repeating a common refrain about Colin.

"I can keep a secret," Scott said with a playful lecherous smile.

"Yeah, right, you just make a movie and email it to my husband," Jen said with a playful scowl.

"You're never going to let me live that one down, are you?" Scott asked trying hard to look like he was the one wronged.

"No," Jen said with finality, playfully laughing at his failed attempt at looking innocent. She smiled into his eyes.

************

I grabbed the back of a chair to keep from falling. My eyes were going crazy, I was seeing twos and threes of everything, and it seemed like people were talking at half speed their voices drawn out and distorted. My skin was ultrasensitive. I gasped with sexual pleasure as a woman inadvertently brushed against me in the crowd.

Again Darren was at my side. "I think you better sit down Mike," he said taking my arm.

"I've got to find Jen," I said desperately, but I let him lead me to a chair. Where was she? How could she leave me alone after giving me X and going off with Scott?

"I'm sure she's fine," Darren said sitting me down. He took the scotch from my hand. Somehow I'd managed to keep hold of the glass. "I'll get you some water."

My phone rang. Through foggy eyes I saw it was Steve in London. I answered it.

"Mike, we've got major issues with the Ring," Steve said. "It's breaking down, the software can't handle the huge volume of data from all the Memphis data feeds."

This wasn't unexpected. Scaling up the Ring was complicated, there were bound to be bugs. The theory and algorithms were sound though. I was confident we could fix the bugs, it would just take a lot of work. I told Steve I would get to London as soon as possible.

************

"I think you've punished me enough," Scott said smiling at Jen.

"You do huh?" Jen said with a crooked grin. "How so?"

"Hello? Vegas? The Venus pool?" Scott said. "You dicked me around pretty good."

"We've already talked about that Scott," Jen said dismissively.

"You can't leave a guy like that."

"I'm not responsible for you Scott," Jen said, dismissively again.

"I know, but have some mercy Jen," Scott said imploringly, his hands out in surrender. "You can't walk around with nothing but high heels and then leave a guy with blue balls."

Jen couldn't help laughing. "Don't try to tell me you didn't hook up with someone. Or someones."

"Vegas IS a target rich environment," Scott admitted grinning.

"You had Allie too," Jen pointed out.

"We were cooling it by then," Scott said trying to think back. "Allie's hot but ... everyone gets boring after a while. Except you. I never got tired of you."

"Oh god Scott, really?" Jen said incredulously. "You say that after dissing my best friend?"

"I'm not dissing Allie," Scott said. "She got tired of me too. We ran out of steam, that's all I'm saying. Anyway, we were never going anywhere."

"Oh, like you and me were going someplace?" Jen said sarcastically.

"I definitely could see us as long term FWBs," Scott said grinning boyishly at Jen.

"I'm sure Mike would love that," Jen said sarcasm again in her voice.

Scott turned serious. "I heard Tom got heavy with you, tried to get you to leave Mike," he said. "I never did that, right? Look, Mike and I aren't best friends, and I admit the video was a dick move. But I never tried to get you to leave him. Come on, that's got to count for something."

"... maybe," Jen said after a moment.

Scott sensed her resolve weakening and pounced on it. He rubbed her back, feeling the bustier under her blouse. "Admit it, this is mine, right?" he said, sporting that charming boyish grin again.

"It's not yours," Jen corrected him. "Nothing I have is yours. It's Mike's."

"But this is the one I gave you?" he pressed.

"... yes," Jen admitted after a few moments.

Scott's grin grew wider and his cock stiffened. There had to be a reason she wore it tonight! He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, his confident swagger back. "You once told me you'd only wear that for me, not Mike."

"I think you need to get over yourself," Jen said with a laugh.

Scott leaned in and undid the top button of Jen's blouse. Jen stepped away. "Seriously Scott?" she said. But she was smiling now.

"I just want to see it," he said grinning mischievously. "Come on, you've worn it without anything on top before."

"You'd love that, wouldn't you?" Jen said with a flirty laugh.

They'd wandered to the big outside tent where the Ramones were playing. Jen looked over, focusing on Drums. Their song ended and they broke for a break.

Jen watched Drums walk off the stage. He looked sad. "Scott I'll see you later okay?" she said and abruptly left him, walking over to Drums.

"Hey you," Jen said to Drums, tugging on his shirt arm.

Drums turned and broke into a big grin, but it was a melancholy smile. "Hey," he said back. He looked her up and down. "You look amazing," he gushed.

"Are you okay?" she asked looking worriedly at him.

"No," he said honestly. "Life after Jen is kinda tough."

"Come on, I'm terrible," Jen said looking down at her feet. "I'm selfish, manipulative -."

"You're perfect," Drums insisted.

"No I'm not. I should be with my husband," Jen said. "But I'm flirting with other men. I'm talking to you."

"I'm sure Mike loves that," he said his voice tinged with bitterness and scorn.

"Don't be mean okay?" Jen said squeezing his arm. "How are you doing, really?"

"It's hard, okay?" Drums admitted. He was hurting and he wasn't used to opening up. "One moment we're together. The next we're not. I'm trying to get my head around it."

"You'll find someone better than me," she said rubbing his arm.

"Stop saying that," he said. "It's not true. And it's like you're patronizing me."

She winced at his words. "I'm not patronizing you," she assured him. "I'm sorry."

Drums saw her pain. In a way that made him feel better, that their breakup was affecting her too at some level. "How are you doing?" he asked.

She knew what he wanted to hear. Yes, she missed him too. Yes, she still thought about him. How could she not, they'd been together for weeks. But she couldn't say any of that. She didn't want to give him false hope. She belonged to Mike. The game with Frankie was over.