Adultery Making It Work by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Don't apologize baby, I loved it," she lied. Well, not a complete lie. She liked feeling him in her, even if she got little physical pleasure. As she drifted to sleep, her last thought was of Tom.

The following Friday Jen called Mike. "I'm going to happy hour tonight," she said. Her team had been working non-stop preparing for the Google launch, and they needed to blow off steam.

Mike noticed she hadn't invited him. Letting her off the hook, he said "You go ahead and have fun. I've got some work to do."

"Okay," Jen said, feeling both relieved and guilty.

"Are you hooking up with Tom after?" he asked.

"I was thinking about it," she said. "Are you okay with that?"

"Yeah," he said. "Why don't you come here?" He wanted to watch them.

"Um ... Tom got kinda weirded out last time," she said hesitantly.

"Oh ..."

Jen heard the disappointment in Mike's voice. "I talk to him about it, okay?" Then she added hesitantly, "He might feel more comfortable if he doesn't see you. Would it be terrible if you hung out in the guest room?"

"I guess that's okay," Mike said, hiding his sullenness.

"Let's bolt," Allie whispered to Jen. They'd been at happy hour a couple of hours. Allie eyed Scott, and Jen eyed Tom, and the four said their goodbyes. Tom left 10 minutes after Jen, but everyone knew they were hooking up.

Jen gave Tom a discreet brief hug when he caught up; they were waiting for him around the corner. They taxied to Aqua Blue for dinner.

"What's bubble boy doing tonight?" Allie asked with an interested smile.

"Who cares, as long as he's not here," Scott laughed derisively. He despised Mike.

"Why do you call him bubble boy?" Tom asked.

"Long story," Jen said with a laugh, sharing an inside-joke smile with Allie. "Let's not talk about him okay?"

"Fine with me," Tom said smiling. He leaned in to kiss her on the lips. She turned her head so he kissed her cheek. "Need to be a little discreet," she cautioned. She laughed light-heartedly, but glanced around to see if she knew anyone.

"Yeah Tom, if you wanna suck face take her outside," the happy-go-lucky Allie joked with a delighted sparkle in her eyes.

Jen frowned at Allie, but she wasn't mad. It was fun going on a double date with Allie, her BFF. Other than happy hours she hardly ever socialized anymore with Allie, she and Mike didn't get along. She could have lived without Scott, but he was Allie's current steady.

"Sounds like an idea, how about a smoke?" Tom asked Jen.

"Ummm, sounds good," Jen agreed. They got up and walked to the exit. They didn't hold hands, but they walked close together so their bodies almost touched.

Scott watched Jen walk out with Tom. Allie watched Scott watching. Scott looked envious. "Wish that was you walking out with pretty blonde Jen?" she teased.

Scott shrugged. "If she was gonna keep fucking around, why not me?"

"Because you were a dumb ass and sent Mike that video," Allie said with a laugh.

He scoffed. "He probably jerks off to that."

"Probably," Allie said laughing again.

Scott shook his head. "I don't see why she's with that pathetic loser," he derided.

"One of the mysteries of the world," Allie said with another laugh.

Tom guided Jen to privacy on the side of the building. Cigarettes forgotten, he pressed her against the brick wall. "Hi," he said.

"Hi," she said back, looking into his gorgeous blue eyes. They kissed. Soon they were seriously making out and petting each other. Tom pushed down on Jen's shoulders.

"Forget it," she laughed. "That's for later."

"Let's dump those guys," he urged her.

"No way, Allie's my friend," Jen said.

"Scott?" Tom asked.

She gave him a "whatever" shrug. There was history there. She playfully punched him and smiled. "You can wait til after dinner."

She affectionately played with the buttons of his shirt. "Hey, speaking of that, let's go to my place after," she said.

Tom scowled. "Mike's there?" he asked disdainfully.

"You won't see him, he promised to hang out mostly in the guest room," she assured him. "Come on, that's what he gets out of this."

"I don't know, it freaks me out," Tom said doubtfully. "He stares at my cock. Like he's thinking about blowing me."

"He's not thinking that!" Jen said laughing. Although her mind flashed back to her fantasy from the other night.

"I don't get it Jenny, how can you respect a guy like that?" Tom mocked. "Real men don't let other guys fuck their wives. Real men don't stare at other guys' bodies and cocks."

"Don't be mean Tom," she said. "Mike's a real man, okay? He's just different. Besides, you're benefiting from it."

"Fine, whatever," he said shrugging.

Later, Jen unlocked the door to her apartment. Inside it was dark and quiet. Tom pressed her against the wall. They embraced and kissed. "Come on," Jen said smiling into his eyes, and she hugged his arm as they walked to the master bedroom.

She left the door cracked open and turned on the light next to the bed. "Really?" Tom said scornfully.

"Just don't think about it," she said kissing him. They undressed each other. Tom unsnapped and pulled off her bra, leaving her in just a garter belt, stockings and high heels. Since college Jen had grown to like thigh highs, but didn't like the clumsiness of garter belts. She rarely wore them. But she wore them whenever she was with Tom, he thought they were super sexy.

She missed his body. She gloried at the deliciousness of his cock entering her, stretching her. Their sex kept getting better and better!

"Take these off," he said tugging off her rings. He didn't like the reminder of Mike.

Fine whatever, Jen thought, wanting Tom to keep pounding her. She took off her wedding and engagement rings and put them on the side table. In her hurry they fell off the table and scattered under the bed.

She thought she saw Mike briefly once or twice in the doorway, but she wasn't sure. All her attention was on Tom and the wonderful things he was doing to her body.

Tom fucked her three times, his stamina even more impressive tonight than usual. Jen thought it might be an alpha guy thing, proving to Mike once again he was the better fuck.

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Between sex sessions they talked and laughed, flirted and snuggled. She didn't see Mike during these interludes, but she assumed he was listening. She mostly whispered, because even though she had Mike's blessing to be with Tom, there were things she didn't think he'd want to hear his wife say to her lover.

She mostly didn't think about Mike, that's how in to Tom she was. Although, when Tom pulled out cigarettes, she told him not to light up. Finally, after their third session of mind-blowing sex, they fell asleep from exhaustion.

Hearing the apartment quiet, Mike looked into the master bedroom. The room reeked of sex. Jen and Tom were asleep and naked. His arm was around her. Her head lay on his chest, her arm around him, her long shapely leg dbangd over his. Their sleeping like that felt more intimate than when they fucked. He felt hurt, insecure and jealous. His cock was rock hard though. He jerked off looking at them sleeping intertwined like that.

Mike woke to moans and the bed squeaking in the master bedroom. He approached warily, and peeked into the room. Jen was on top of Tom, slowly riding him.

Tom saw Mike and scowled. Feeling his body tense, Jen looked back and saw her husband. "We're almost done Mike, okay?" she panted, moving up and down on Tom's long thick shaft. Mike went back into the guest bedroom.

Mike listened to the sounds of their fucking, the throes of their orgasms. He heard them get into the shower, and then heard more sounds of sex. He heard Tom get dressed, and Jen walking him to the door. He heard whispered goodbyes and kissing.

Jen finally came into the guest bedroom. She sat on the bed, wearing a robe. She saw hurt in his eyes, but she was used to that by now. "Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah," he said.

Mike's hard cock tented his shorts. She ran a soft hand down his boxers, grasping his shaft. "I just cheated on you," she teased.

"I know," he said. He moaned as she stroked him up and down.

"I've got to go to work today," she said. It was Saturday but the Google launch was right around the corner. Her entire team was coming in. Work hard and play hard was their mantra. "I'm really tired."

"You should take a nap before you go in," he said. He adjusted to make room for her on the bed.

"Wait, I'll take care of this first," she giggled, still stroking him. "I'm kinda sore. Do you mind --."

"No, I like this," he said.

"Okay," she said. She got her husband off with her hand, and then she curled into his arms and fell asleep.

By 10am she was sitting behind her desk. Her team members met with her in twos and threes, tweaking their parts of the campaign, getting her suggestions, orders and approvals. By 8pm she was exhausted and ready to go home. She had another full day tomorrow, they were going 24/7 until launch.

Tom stepped in. "Wanna come over?" he asked.

"God Tom you're insatiable," she joked.

"And that's a bad thing?" he deadpanned.

She laughed. "I can't. You wore me out last night, and I've got a long day tomorrow too."

"We'll just sleep tonight," he promised

"Yeah right!" she laughed.

"I'll go easy on you," he said grinning. "I give a great massage. You'll get a lot of rest, I promised."

"Ummmm, that sounds good," she said smiling. "But I should spend time with Mike. I AM married you know," she said with a laugh.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Making It Work Ch. 10

Keri met with Jen in NYC for an update. Launch was only a few days away. Four hours later, pleased with the progress of Jen's team, she dragged her young friend to a bar for a drink.

"How are things with you and Tom?" she asked with a delighted smile. "Still wonderful?"

"Freaking wonderful!" Jen gushed.

"And Mike is happy?" she asked.

"I think so," Jen said.

"So ... is Tom different from other guys you've known?" Keri asked.

Jen knew she was referring to Scott, Rickey and Colin. "I don't know," she said. Physically Tom was similar. Tall, handsome, great body, fantastic in bed. Like the others, Tom was confident, almost arrogant. She was attracted to guys like that, she couldn't help it. She liked it when a guy took control, a leader not a follower.

"He has a son Tommy, he's adorable," Jen said. That's what made Tom different. He was tender and kind around Tommy. She liked that, a really confident guy with a sensitive tender side.

"It's working this time for Mike?" Keri asked again.

"He has his ups and downs," Jen said with a shrug. "But even the downs aren't too bad this time. Like, the other day we went to happy hour and I paid a lot of attention to Tom -- but Mike practically bangd me in the taxi home."

"In the taxi?" Keri asked wide-eyed.

"I know, right?" Jen giggled rolling her eyes.

"I guess Mike's really into the cuckold/humiliation fantasy," Keri said.

"I guess," Jen said. She thought of her recent fantasies. "Maybe I'm getting into it too."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know," Jen said truthfully. She didn't want to say anything more.

Keri gave her younger friend a long, intrigued look. Finally she said, "I think I know something Mike would like." She did a quick search on her Android and handed Jen the phone.

Jen's eyes grew wide as she watched the video. "I'd have to be really mad at Mike to do that to him," she said laughing.

"I bet he'd like it," Keri said a sparkle in her eyes.

"Would you do that to Jim?"

"No way he'd kill me," Keri said immediately.

"Okay then," Jen said with another laugh.

Jen and her team worked non-stop, and then finally their Google campaigned launched, going out in print, internet, TV, radio, all forms of media. This initial campaign targeted Google's new Android operating system, the new release of Chrome and new products like Google Glass.

Advertising critics, commentators and reviewers immediately touted the campaign as pioneering, innovative and cutting edge. A week later, ecstatic with the early returns, Keri threw a big party, renting out the exclusive NYC restaurant Per Se.

Everyone would be there, not just Jen's team, but all the partners; this was their company's biggest project in years. Lots of Google VIPs would be there too. For Jen it was like a coming out ball, she was being hailed as one of the brightest young marketing stars in the country.

Mike was invited and of course he went, this was Jen's big day. Keri immediately gave him a hug and kiss hello. "We finally meet," she said warmly, "I feel like I already know you." She took his arm and led him through the crowd. "Let's go find your lovely wife."

Jen was surrounded by all the bigwigs, everyone congratulating her. "Look who I found wandering around," Keri said to Jen.

Jen hugged and kissed Mike, and held his arm as she introduced him. Suddenly, everyone's attention focused on Mike. He was bombarded with questions about Sapphire, many about whether the fund was going to re-open soon for new inventors.

A little later Keri returned holding her husband Jim's arm and introduced him around. Mike and Jen were grateful for the opportunity to step away from the limelight. "I'm so proud of you," Mike gushed.

"I'm proud of you mister," Jen said beaming into his eyes.

"I can't wait until Cabo," Mike said. They'd decided to go to Cabo after the launch for a few days, to get away from it all and re-energize.

"Me too!" she agreed.

Keri approached and took Jen's arm. "Still a lot of mingling to do," she told Jen, smiling. She led Jen back into the fray, working the crowd.

Keri's husband Jim approached Mike and introduced himself. "How about a drink?" Jim said. Mike was happy to get away from the crowd, and sensed Jim wanted that too. Advertising people certainly knew how to throw a party, but this was a madhouse.

They found a semi-quiet table, away from the big party. Both ordered single malt scotch. "I've wanted to talk to you," Jim said. "Your wife is very lovely. I hope I'm not being too forward."

"No, that's okay," Mike said. Jim had fucked Jen after all, in a threesome with Keri. It was awkward to sit here and talk about it, but Jim wasn't coming on too strong. He reminded Mike of a good natured college professor. "Keri is beautiful too."

"Yes," Jim agreed, and gave Mike a knowing look. "It's a worn saying, but it's difficult to be married to such a beautiful girl."

"You have an open marriage?" Mike asked.

"I guess Jen told you our story?" Jim asked.

"Yeah ... hope that's okay," Mike said, feeling like he was prying.

"No worries," Jim laughed. "I know about your marriage too, I read Jen's file."

"The file?" Mike said confused.

"You know, the file Keri put together on Jen when she was being vetted for the project," Jim said.

"Oh yeah, that file," Mike said. Jen had never told him about any file, but he didn't want Jim to know that. He hesitantly asked, "How does your open marriage work?"

"Sometimes another person joins us, usually a girl," Jim said. "Like that time with Jen." He quickly added, "Does it bother you to talk about it?"

"No, that's okay," Mike said. Then he laughed, thinking how strange it was to have this conversation with a guy he just met.

Jim read Mike's mind and he laughed too. They ordered a re-fill on their scotch. Then Jim continued. "Mostly though, we play on our own. Keri travels a lot. She has a regular lover on her team, Byron. She has lovers around the country too. I do too. I know that sounds hedonistic ..."

"I'd be the last person to judge someone else," Mike joked, laughing.

"I guess so," Jim laughed back.

"Can I ask you something?" Mike said. "Don't you get jealous? Upset if Keri spends too much time with other guys?"

"Yes, I guess," Jim said with a shrug. "Like I said, it's hard to be married to someone so beautiful, Keri has a lot more suitors than me." He laughed. "But if I get lonely, I call one of my lovers, or find a new lover." Mike knew Jim would have no trouble doing that. While not the best looking guy, Jim was rich and powerful, both strong aphrodisiacs.

"Keri's with her lovers more than I'm with mine," Jim said with a laugh. "I think our wives are both insatiable. But it works for us, we're happy, and our sex life is always exciting."

"That's good," Mike said, nodding and thinking.

"Jen doesn't want you to sleep with other girls?" Jim asked. "If you don't mind me saying, that seems unfair."

"I really don't want anyone else," Mike said with a shrug.

"Still ... look, I like Jen, but she seems a little spoiled," Jim said.

"Just a little?" Mike said with a laugh, knowing Jen better than anyone, including her flaws. "I hear what you're saying. But I'm okay with the way things are."

"You've gone through some tough times?" Jim asked. He'd read Jen's file, so knew the answer was yes.

"Yeah," Mike admitted. "But it's better this time. I don't expect you to understand. No offense, but you either get it or don't. To be honest, I pushed her into this, and she's never done anything I didn't want, not really. It hurts sometimes, but that's part of it for me. I feel like we're closer now than ever."

Back in the main part of the restaurant, Jen managed to break away from Keri and was momentarily alone with Tom. "Hi," he said.

"Hey you," she said. She inconspicuously gave his hand a quick squeeze.

"Sure we can't get together tonight?" he asked with a raised inquiring eyebrow.

"You know that's not possible," she said. They'd talked about it earlier. She missed him, wanted him ... it'd been over a week, they'd been so busy with the launch. Her infatuation with him hadn't ended. But she had to spend tonight with Mike.

"This weekend then," Tom said.

"I can't, remember?" she said gently. "Mike and I are going to Cabo tomorrow."

"Jeez Jen," he said frustrated. "Then why not tonight? We can even go to your place, so Mike can watch."

Jen shook her head. "Try to understand Tom. This is a big day for me. Mike will want me to celebrate it with him."

"What do you want?"

"Don't go there, okay?" she said gently.

"So it's all about him?" he said bitterly.

"Tom, come on," she said. "He's my husband."

"Did I tell you how proud I am of you?" Mike said later at home, hugging and kissing Jen.

"Thanks," she said hugging him back. "I saw you with Jim. What'd you talk about?"

"Oh yeah," Mike said, pretending like he just remembered. He asked nonchalantly, "Keri ran a report on you?"

"Um yeah," Jen stammered. "You know, SOP stuff."

"Can I see it?" Mike asked. "Jim said it mentioned me and had a section on our marriage."

"Oh yeah sure, I think it's at work, I'll look for it," she lied. In fact, she had the thick report in her closet not 15 feet away. There were parts of the report she didn't want Mike to see, like its description of her no good dad and his effect on her, and how fucked up she was just before meeting him. He knew her history of course, but she didn't think he'd connected the dots on how close to the edge she'd been before meeting him. She knew her husband thought she was the best thing since slice bread, and was embarrassed he might find out how much of a fuck up she'd been before meeting him.

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Later in bed, Jen moaned as she came on Mike's tongue. Yet even as the pleasure rippled through her body, she longed for Tom's long thick cock inside her. A few minutes later as she opened her legs and Mike entered her, she definitely missed the wonderful sensations of feeling completely full.

The next day Jen rolled her suitcase into the office. "I thought you and bubble boy were going to Cabo," Allie said. "We've got everything under control boss lady," she assured her.

"I just wanted to check on some things," Jen said. Allie left and she picked up the phone. She called Tom. During the early stages of the launch he was working in the office instead of his home studio. "Can you stop by?" she asked.

"What's up?" he said a few minutes later. He looked annoy and angry.

Jen locked the door. "Don't be mad," she said getting up on her tiptoes and kissing him. "I came in to see you, that's something right?" She rubbed his chest and kissed him again.

"Where's Mike?" he asked, bitterness still in his voice.

"I'm meeting him at the airport," she said rubbing his chest. "I don't have much time."

"What, you can't go off with your limp dick husband without a good fuck first?" he derided contemptuously.

"Don't be like that," she said kissing him again on her tiptoes. "I wanted to see you." She pressed her body against his. Despite his anger he was hard. He couldn't help it, he was just as infatuated with her as she was with him.

Fuck it, he thought. He'd have the satisfaction of sending her to Cabo with her pussy full of his cum. He shoved her onto the desk and yanked up her skirt. She wasn't wearing panties. Despite being wet, she grimaced as he rammed his cock in.

He fucked her angry, the way he used to. Jen groaned and her eyes rolled back into her head, loving every second! God she so needed this!

He ripped open her blouse, buttons flying everywhere. She wasn't wearing a bra either. He roughly groped her tiny tits, rubbing her nipples hard, making her writhe and moan.

He kissed her, then moved to her neck, sucking hard where her neck met her shoulder. He wanted to mark her, so her pathetic husband would see his mark all week in Cabo as she sat on the beach in a bikini.

Jen came, and he came soon after, filling her womb with his thick milky seed. They lay on top of her desk, panting, their bodies still connected.

"I'm gonna miss you," he said sad.

"I'm gonna miss you too," she said tussling his hair.

"Will Mike want you to play this "game" of yours in Cabo?" he asked, barely able to keep contempt out of his voice.

"I don't know," she said. "Maybe." He scowled. She brushed his hair again, and said gently, "You have to remember --."

"Yeah, I know, he's your husband," he said bitterly.

"Well ... he is," Jen said.

"So what am I, just a good fuck?"

"No Tom, you're way more than that, you know I care about you," she assured him.

"Then you've gotta do something for me," he said.

"What?"

"Don't play Mike's pathetic game," he said. "I don't wanna think about you in Cabo fucking other guys. Your cuckold husband might like that, but I don't. Believe me Jen, real men don't want their girls fucking other guys."

"Mike's a real man, Tom," Jen insisted, although gently.

"Yeah right," he said contemptuously.

"I'll think about it, okay?" she said softly, then reached up and kissed him.

Tom pulled out and helped Jen to her feet. She pulled her skirt down. She tried to button her blouse but Tom had ripped off too many buttons. "I'm not sure what I'm gonna do about this," she said with a laugh, looking down at the open blouse.

"Sorry about that," he said sheepishly.

"That's okay, I've got a jacket," she said with another laugh.

He reached into her open blouse and ran a finger between her breasts. "No bra? No panties?" he asked with a crooked grin.

She stepped to him and moved his hands so they cupped her small perfect breasts. "Just wanna remind you how sexy I am, so you'll think twice before hooking up with a cheap floozy while I'm away."

"A cheap floozy?" he said with a laugh.

"I'm just kidding," Jen said laughing back. "You know I'm not jealous."

Tom's cock showed signs of renewed life. Jen got on her knees and went down on him. She worked her oral magic on him, and soon he was cumming. She pulled him out just as he ejaculated, so a jet of his jism splattered her face and hair, and then she put him back into her mouth as he finished. After he was done, she took him out of her mouth. Smiling with her eyes, she opened her mouth and showed him all his cum. He grinned, looking down at her cum splattered face as she used her tongue to swirl his cum in her mouth.

Watching her finally swallow his cum, he said admiringly, "You are one dirty girl."

"You like your going away present?" she teased with a crooked smile.

Two hours later in LaGuardia, Mike watched annoyed as his wife hurriedly approached the gate.

"Where have you been?" he said impatiently. "The plane's already boarding."

"I'm sorry, traffic was horrendous," Jen explained following her husband onto the plane.

They settled into their first class seats. "Ma'am, would you like me to take your jacket?" the flight attendant asked Jen.

"Thanks, but I'll keep it," Jen said.

Mike eyed his wife's chest. "Why'd you go to the office anyway?" he asked irritated. "I thought Allie could handle everything for a few days."

Jen didn't notice the irritation in her husband's voice. Grinning teasingly, she said, "I wanted to see Tom."

Mike's eyes narrowed. "You wanted to see him before our vacation?" he said disbelievingly. "Open your jacket" he told her. Despite keeping his voice low people were turning to look.

"I better not do that," Jen said looking around to see if people were looking.

"Do it!" he hissed.

Jen unbuttoned the jacket. She opened it slightly. While only Mike could see, it was clear buttons were missing from her blouse, and she wasn't wearing a bra underneath. He frowned seeing the hickey on her neck.

"You just fucked him?" he whispered disbelievingly.

She nodded. Still not sensing his irritation, she crossed her legs. It caused her skirt to hike up, and she reached down to pull it up a tad more. Her lacy stocking tops came into view. They were soaking with Tom's jism. She gave him a teasing smile.

"God Jen, before our vacation?" Mike said, as if saying "how could you?" Hurt and anger were in his eyes.

Jen's smile disappeared. Finally she saw his irritation and anger. But she didn't understand it. Yes she'd wanted Tom. But she'd thought it would turn Mike on, push his cuckold buttons, if she fucked him right before their trip.

She re-buttoned the jacket (she looked obscene with it open), and laid her head on Mike's chest. "I thought you'd like it," she said feeling like she fucked up, but also annoyed. Once again she felt confused, not knowing where her husband's fantasies began and ended. Mike was coldly silent, but at least he didn't push her away.

Jen's lush blonde hair was just below his nose. She'd cleaned up after Tom's facial, but his musky scent remained in her hair. Mike's cock had been hard since realizing she'd been with Tom. Smelling him in her hair pushed his angst into the background, his lust taking over.

"You didn't clean up?" he whispered.

She heard the excitement in his voice. She rose up off his chest and looked at him. She shook her hair. "I thought you'd want me that way," she whispered back.

"He came in your mouth too?" he whispered.

"Yes," she admitted.

Suddenly Mike pulled her into his arms and pressed his lips against hers, urgently thrusting his tongue into her mouth. He passionately kissed her like a man out of control, which at that moment he was. He reached into her jacket and blouse and squeezed her tit. The flight attendant politely coughed. Mortified, Jen pushed against Mike and he finally let her go.

Now it was Jen's turn to be annoyed. "You don't know what you want, do you?" she derided, feeling embarrassed as people stared at them.

The flight and taxi to their hotel were chilly. But it helped them both calm down.

"Sorry about that," Mike apologized in their hotel room. "I told Jim just last night I was getting better ..."

"I should have told you before I did it," Jen admitted. "I thought it would excite you --."

"Yeah, like you didn't enjoy it," Mike said playfully with a crooked grin.

"I did enjoy it," she admitted. "But it wasn't all about me and Tom. I was thinking about you too. That's what the game is about, right?"

"Yeah," Mike said eyes downcast, feeling bad.

Jen took his face in her hands, making him look at her. "Mike, do you want to keep playing the game?" she asked.

"Yes," he said immediately.

"Then you have to stop getting upset," she scolded him. "I mean, Mike, you're pissing me off." She took his head in her hands again. "That doesn't mean I don't love you. Okay?"

"Okay, okay, I get it," he said.

"And you have to control yourself," she said. "I thought they were going to kick us off the plane." She continued to scowl at him, but finally she gave him a crooked grin. "Okay then," she said. "Come on, we need to get ready for dinner, I'm starving."

She took off her jacket, revealing the ruined blouse underneath. "Tom was rough?" he asked rubbing her back and feeling the lack of a bra strap, his erection growing.

"Forget it," she laughed incredulously, pushing his hand away. "You might get some later -- maybe! -- but not now." She was no longer mad at him, but she still felt annoyed and the way he'd groped her in the plane had been sooo embarrassing.

She pulled off the blouse. Then she moved her hands to the side and unzipped her skirt, pushing it down her long legs. This left her in just stockings and high heels. Mike stared at her landing strip, matted from Tom's cum. He was practically salivating.

She saw him looking. Fuck it, she thought. He was her husband after all, she loved him, and they were on vacation. Looking at him with a crooked smile, she pushed him onto the bed. She pulled off his pants and straddled his crotch, then guided him into her.

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"You went braless?" Mike moaned.

She nodded with a mischievous grin. "Commando too," she said.

"Why?"

"Easier access," she joked.

"No, really."

"I wanted to be extra sexy for him," she admitted.

"Because you wouldn't see him for a week?" he asked panting.

"Yeah," she said, leaning down and kissing her husband. He grunted and came.

After sex they showered. After putting on a lacy thong panty, Jen was putting on a bra.

"Go braless," Mike said with a smile.

"Pervert," she said, but tossed the bra onto the bed.

Heads turned as they walked into the restaurant. Jen wore a thin spaghetti strap sundress. It ended way above her knees, and with high heeled sandals, her slim shapely legs seemed to go on forever.

The waiter tried looking down Jen's dress as they ordered. Mike smiled and glanced around the room. More than a few guys were looking at Jen, especially her legs. He smiled slyly. "Any one catch your eye?"

"Seriously? After what happened today?" she said incredulously. Mike was smart enough to let it go.

A little later Jen asked, "What else did you and Jim talk about last night?"

"Keri has fuck buddies all over the world," Mike said with a laugh.

"I knew that," Jen said laughing back. "What else?"

"I asked Jim if he ever gets upset," Mike said with a shrug.

"And?" Jen said with a raised eyebrow.

"He said whenever that happens he calls up one of his lovers," Mike said with a laugh.

Jen put down her folk and crossed her arms on her chest. "Is that what you want Michael? A pretty blonde fuck buddy to call when you get upset?"

She was smiling, but her eyes were not. Mike said, "I've told you before, I'm not looking for that."

"Just admit it Mike, if that's what you want," she pressed.

He suddenly got annoyed. It was such a one way street with her! "You know Jen, if that's what I wanted, I would have done it already," he said with more anger than he intended.

"Okay, whatever," she said. The rest of dinner they were mostly silent.

Back in their room, Jen brushed her hair, wearing Mike's old fraternity shirt. "So what else did you and Jim talk about."

"He thinks you're spoiled," Mike said still annoyed.

"And Keri's not?" Jen said sarcastically.

Mike shrugged, not wanting to say anything more after what happened at dinner. Jen could tell he was holding back.

"Tell me, what?" she insisted.

Mike sighed. He said, "He thinks it's unfair, only you messing around." Seeing Jen frown, he added "Look Jen, I only want you, okay? But lately you've had this attitude, and it's annoying."

Jen knew what he was talking about. Keri's advice, that she was "entitled." Mike had noticed, and he was calling her on it.

She put down the brush and walked up to him. He was sitting on the edge of the bed. She affectionately pressed her flat tummy against his face. "Okay, you're right, I'm sorry," she said softly. She put her arms around his neck. "I guess I've been out of control lately." She smiled sheepishly and admitted, "This Google thing has gotten to my head."

Her apology seemed to release the tension from the room. He pulled her onto the bed, and they made love.

Afterwards Jen snuggled in Mike's arms. She said, "I know it's unfair, that only I play with other people. You're really okay with that?"

"Jen -- yes," Mike said exasperated. "If I wasn't I would have told you by now. You know how I am. I'm not interested in other girls. It's you with other guys that turn me on."

Jen got up on an elbow and looked into his face. "Sometimes I don't get that."

"What do you mean?"

"Doesn't it bother you when I'm with someone?" she asked.

"That's part of it for me," Mike said, not understanding where she was going. "I've told you that."

"I know, you have," she said, struggling to explain. "I know it gets you hot. But doesn't it bother you?" She remembered what Tom had said, 'real men don't let other guys fuck their wives.' She laughed to keep their conversation light, and said "I mean, husbands are supposed to protect and take care of their wives. They're not supposed to give their wives to other men."

"I protect you Jen," Mike said immediately, suddenly defensive. "I take care of you. You don't think so?"

"Of course I do," she said immediately. "Forget I said anything."

Mike was bothered by this. "Taking care of you and the Game are completely different things," he insisted.

"I know that," she assured him. She hugged him. "You take good care of me baby. Just forget I mentioned it, okay?"

Mike frowned, but he let it go.

They spent the next day lounging by the pool. Wearing a string bikini, Tom's hickey was clearly visible on her neck. The first time he rubbed it she pushed him away and said sarcastically "So you like it now huh?" But she knew she was being a bitch, they'd both made mistakes and were even now. After that first time, whenever he rubbed it she smiled and didn't stop him if he wanted to kiss or make love.

As they relaxed in the sun, Mike noticed Jen take off her rings. Seeing his look, she said "I don't want to get lotion on them." Then she admitted, "It'll be easier if I don't come home with a tan line."

"I get it," Mike said. Jen could tell he was bothered (although he tried not to show it). She made sure to put her rings back on at night.

Jen attracted even more male attention the next night. They went to a nightclub after dinner and a buncha guys asked her to dance. She politely turned them down.

"It's okay with me if you want to dance," Mike said, a lustful glint in his eye. He loved watching his wife dance with other men.

"I know," she said. She shrugged. "I'm not feeling it tonight honey. I'm happy to just hang and listen to the music."

Mike eyed her. "You don't feel like playing?"

"I kinda don't want to," she said.

Suddenly suspicious, he asked "Is this about Tom? Did he say something?"

"He mentioned it," she hesitantly admitted.

"What did he say?"

"It's not what he said," she said avoiding his question. "He's supposed to be my boyfriend, right? I know it sounds weird, but I'd feel like I'd be cheating on him." She added jokingly, "God we have the strangest conversations!"

When Mike didn't say anything, she asked "Are you okay?"

"What you said last night," Mike said. "You must think Tom protects you and I don't."

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"I don't think that," she assured him. "It's just, Tom's not into what you're into. That's all."

"Yeah, but I'm your husband," Mike said getting angry. "You're picking what he wants over what I want?"

"I'm not picking him over you," she said. "It's my body Mike. Sometimes I just don't want to." She squeezed his hand to soften her words.

"Okay, okay," he relented, knowing he couldn't argue with that.

Jen got back to the office the following week. "So how was the vacay?" Allie asked falling into Jen's comfy sofa.

"I got a good tan," Jen said.

Allie tilted her head. "The first thing you mention is your tan? Not long romantic moonlit walks on the beach holding bubble boy's hand?"

"You're just jealous of my tan," Jen joked.

"What happened?" Allie said stealing M&Ms from the bowl on Jen's desk. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong Allie," Jen said. "We had fun. A lot of sun, the water was beautiful, I read two books. A lot of good R&R."

"Sounds boring," Allie said.

Jen laughed. "We've been together for years, our vacations don't have to be adventures or fireworks," she said.

"How was the sex?" Allie asked.

"Fine Allie," Jen said with another laugh.

"I bet," Allie said doubtfully. "So when do you see Tom?"

"Tonight," Jen said an excited sparkle in her eye.

Tom attacked Jen as soon as she walked in, pushing her against the wall. "Tommy?" Jen asked between kisses.

"Maria took him to the mall, we have a couple of hours," he said running his hands over her body.

"Oh god, then hurry," she urged him, unbuckling his pants.

"God I so needed that," Jen gushed afterwards in Tom's bed, aglow in post-orgasmic bliss. He'd given her two intense orgasms before cumming himself.

"I needed this too," she giggled as he handed her a cigarette. She'd deferred to Mike's wishes and not smoked in Cabo.

"I missed you," Tom said kissing her.

"I missed you too," she said beaming into his eyes and kissing him back.

"So how was your sex in Cabo?" he asked with a knowing grin. By know he knew she liked muscular guys with big cocks. He had both, Mike had neither.

"It was fine you jerk," she said with a laugh, hitting him.

"So you played Mike's game?"

"It's OUR game," she corrected him. "And no, we didn't play."

"Thanks, I really appreciate that," he said kissing her.

"I wasn't feeling it in Cabo," she explained. "I'm not promising I'll never play the game again."

"I guess you're playing your game right now, with me," he said.

She laughed. "I meant with another guy."

"I still don't get how Mike can let you fuck other men," he said.

"Sometimes I don't get it either, but you benefit from it, right?" she said putting her arms around his neck and kissing him.

They showered and dressed. Soon after Maria got back with Tommy. Jen had a great time playing with the toddler. She even made him his favorite dinner (hot dogs and mac and cheese from a box, putting her cooking skills to the test).

After Tommy went down, Tom fucked Jen again, giving her another intense toe-curling orgasm. "I better get going," Jen said getting dressed.

"I thought you were spending the night," Tom said disappointed.

"I really can't, we just got back," she said kissing him. Sleeping over with Tom was tempting, but she didn't want Mike to think she couldn't wait to get back from Cabo to spend the night with her lover. Just like Mike was trying to get better, she was trying to get better too.

Cabo had been relaxing, but not the romantic getaway they'd both hoped for. But was a romantic getaway with Mike really possible since she was still in the infatuation phase with Tom? Especially given the drama at the beginning? Okay, she shouldn't have hooked up with Tom right before the flight without talking to Mike first. But if that had been so wrong, Mike sure had a funny way of showing it. He wanted to play the game the very next day! Sometimes she didn't know about him ...

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(Author's note: In the Interlude I said the story would end with Part 12, but it looks like it will take a few more chapters. Chapter 14 should be the last chapter.)

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Making It Work Ch. 11

A couple of Saturdays later, Mike was at home trying to keep himself busy. Jen was sleeping over with Tom. In the past, Mike would have spent the entire evening fantasizing and jerking off. But then he'd get upset and depressed after cumming. He no longer did that. Now, he kept himself busy, trying not to think about Jen and what she was doing with Tom. The sexual tension was always there in the background, and it kept him perpetually hot and hard. But by not masturbating, his lust pushed his hurt and jealousy into the background, keeping him from getting into bad hurt territory. He knew his back-and-forth moods were driving Jen crazy. He was trying to get better.

Cabo had been a disappointment. He'd hoped they'd play the game. Nothing too intense. A little dancing with a guy who caught her eye, some flirting, maybe even some kissing and petting. It didn't have to include sex, although he certainly wouldn't have objected if Jen wanted to. He wanted this because it excited him. But also because he wanted distance between her and Tom. Jen's dating and having a boyfriend were fine, he got off on that, but he was hoping she'd move on from Tom and find a new guy.

Their conversation in Cabo bothered him. How could she use the game as a measuring stick of how well he took care of her, protected her? Yes, he let her fuck other guys, encouraged her even. But that had nothing to do with his caring and protection of her. He treated her like a goddess! Jim was right, she WAS spoiled, but a lot of it was because HE spoiled her. He gave her anything she wanted. ANYTHING!

And it was more than just being a good provider. He thought of that time in college, just after they started going out, when Colin made trouble. He shook his head. How could she not think he took care of her, protected her, do anything for her?

He found himself getting annoyed with his wife. While he'd always been clumsy around girls, especially pretty blondes like Jen, he had a quiet resolute confidence about his smarts and talents. The success of Sapphire proved that. A lot of people were paying attention to him now, including a lot of pretty girls like Jasmine Kelly. Mike understood himself better now. He was less willing to put up with Jen's drama. Yes, she was still the prettiest, hottest girl who ever walked the earth (in his opinion). But if this was going to work, she had to get better too, it wasn't all on him.

The phone rang. It was Mike's mom. When he answered it sounded like she was crying. "Mike, honey," his mom said. "Joe's had a relapse."

Damn!, Mike thought hanging up the phone. Joe, his older brother, was a cancer survivor. But now the cancer was back.

He called Jen. No answer. Her cell was probably out of power again. Jen often forgot to plug it in – she called it her blonde moments – but he couldn't blame her really, iPhones were notorious for running dry.

He took a taxi to Tom's brownstone. Approaching the front door, he looked in the window. It was dark outside so he had a clear view of the inside.

Jen sat on a sofa, between Tom and a young boy, no doubt Tom's son Tommy. Well-used board games were on the coffee table, but at that moment Jen was reading a book to Tommy. Tom had his arm around Jen, a big smile on his face as she read to his son.

Anyone looking at them would assume they were a happily married couple spending an enjoyable evening with their young son. In fact, Tommy had blonde hair, so he could easily pass for Jen's son.

Jen got up to get another book from the bookcase. She wore a long shirt and cute fluffy ankle socks. She reached on her tiptoes for the book, and once again Mike admired his wife's long, perfect legs, now tanned as if airbrushed from their Cabo vacation

As Jen turned, Mike saw the shirt she wore was a Michigan State football jersey. The back said "Mason," Tom's last name. Mike realized she was wearing Tom's old football jersey.

His head spinning, Mike knocked on the door. As the door opened, he heard talking and laughing inside. "A young happy family," he thought to himself.

Tom's smile disappeared when he saw Mike. Sensing the sudden tension, Jen appeared in the doorway, Tommy in her arms.

Jen's smile disappeared too. "Mike, what?" she said.

Tommy, unaware of the sudden awkwardness, gleefully said, "I'm Tommy, what's your name?" He tugged his father's jersey, the one Jen wore. "This is Jenny, my daddy's girlfriend."

Mike smiled. "Hi Tommy, I'm Mike." He tussled the boy's hair; the toddler WAS really cute. Then he looked at Jen. "Your daddy's girlfriend is really pretty."

Tom asked Maria to put Tommy down. Tommy insisted on a hug and kiss from Jen before he would go.

"What's wrong?" Jen asked Mike. Tom stood off to the side, giving them some space, but close enough to hear.

"Joe's had a relapse," Mike said.

"Oh god no," Jen said her hand going to her mouth. She hugged Mike.

"Mom and Dad are taking him to Mayo Clinic," he said. "I'm flying up tonight. I'm just going to say hi, you know? I'll be back tomorrow. You don't need to go. I just wanted to let you know."

"Of course I'm going," Jen said. She hurried upstairs to get dressed.

Tom followed her upstairs. "You don't need to go," he said. "Mike said that."

"Tom, he's my brother-in-law," Jen said on the verge of tears.

"Okay, I'm sorry," he said holding her. "I'm gonna miss you."

"I'll miss you too," she said hugging him back. Feeling like he deserved more of an explanation, she said, "Joe's more than my brother-in-law. He's my friend."

"I get it," Tom said. They hugged again and kissed. Tom couldn't keep his hands from roaming her body. She felt herself getting wet, and his renewed erection pressed against her stomach.

She reluctantly broke away. "I've gotta go." Walking back down the stairs, she put her wedding rings back on.

"Are you okay?" Jen asked holding Mike's hand in the plane.

"Yeah, I'm good," Mike said. But he wasn't. Seeing them in the window acting like a happy family bothered him. And she'd been flushed and her nipples hard coming down the stairs. And of course he was worried about Joe.

Jen could tell he wasn't okay, and she knew it wasn't all about Joe. By now she could read his mind. She said "I wear his jersey when I sleep over," she said, part explanation, part admission. She joked, "He's my boyfriend, right?" When he didn't smile, she squeezed his hand and said "You want it that way."

"You want it too, I can tell."

"I guess so," she admitted. "I like him. That's the point, right?" She could tell this conversation wasn't helping. She hugged his arm. "You're upset about Joe. Let's talk about this later."

They arrived at the hospital. There were tears and hugs all around. Mike broke down and hugged his big brother. Mike had always looked up to Joe. Joe was his protector, mentor, best friend. He'd been his best man at their wedding.

Fortunately, they'd caught the cancer in time. The doctors were confident Joe would make a full recovery, like last time.

With great relief, the family went to dinner to celebrate. Jen sat between Mike and Joe, giving Mike's brother a lot of hugs.

Later in their hotel room, Jen snuggled into Mike's arms. She'd always liked Joe, and she cried tears of relief as Mike held her. After she was cried out, she asked "are you okay?"

"Yeah. Joe should be okay." Mike's voice was filled with relief, but Jen could tell he was still bothered.

She wiped away the last tears and sat up, sitting cross-legged next to Mike on the bed. "We should talk about earlier."

"I'm okay Jen," Mike insisted. He was trying to get his jealousy under control.

"No you're not, I can tell," she said. "You're mad I wear his jersey." She saw his hard-on and cupped his cock over his boxers. "Mad and turned on," she said with a giggle.

"You know me," he said with a sheepish smile. "It was weird seeing you with Tom and his son."

"Tommy's a sweet boy," she said.

"I can see that," Mike agreed. "Tom must be a good father."

"Yeah, he really is," Jen said.

Mike didn't say anything. Finally Jen added, "Just cause Tom's a good father doesn't mean I'm falling in love with him. I like him, we have fun, that's all."

Mike didn't answer immediately. Finally he said, "Jen, just cause I like seeing you with other men doesn't mean I don't protect you."

"Is that still bothering you?" she asked. "Baby, I didn't mean anything. I know you protect me."

"I'd do anything for you."

"I know that," she assured him, snuggling back into his arm. They were silent for a few minutes, just hugging.

"Sorry I pulled you away tonight," he said.

"That's okay," she said. "This is way more important."

"Did you guys have a chance to ...?"

"Once," Jen said. "When I got there. Tommy was taking a nap."

"Do you guys usually do it again?" Mike asked.

"Yeah, usually, after Tommy goes down for the night."

"You two blow away that thing about sex ending after kids," Mike joked.

"Yeah, I guess," Jen said laughing back.

"Do you always wear his jersey to bed?" Mike asked hesitantly.

Jen saw he was hard. She reached into his boxers and wrapped her hand around his shaft. "Yeah, he likes when I wear it," she said, kissing his chest and stroking his cock.

"Does he spoon you when you sleep?"

"Yeah, or I snuggle into his arm," she said. "You know me, I like that."

"Yeah," Mike said.

"What else do you want to know?" she asked with another kiss on his chest, continuing to stroke him.

"Do you guys really sleep?" Mike joked with a laugh.

"We sleep a little," she said. "Not a lot, you know how tired I am when I get home."

"Are you sore now?" Mike asked.

"No," she said still stroking him. "Do you want it that way?"

"No, that's okay, this feels good," he said. "You probably wouldn't cum anyway," he added, half question, half statement.

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Jen said honestly "probably not, not now." As Mike was about to say something, she put her fingers on his lips. "Don't go there, okay?" she said gently in a soft voice. "You make me cum all the time when you're inside me."

After a moment she giggled and said "God you're so obsessed with that."

"You're obsessed with orgasms too," he joked.

"I guess I am," she conceded with a laugh.

"What does it feel like to have a big cock inside you?"

"It feels good," she admitted. "Tom has these two big veins that run up his thing. He stretches me so much I can actually feel them."

"Does my cock stretch you like that?" Mike asked. He knew the answer, but liked hearing his wife say it.

"Not so much baby," she said gently, kissing him on the chest. "Wanna know another thing that feels good?"

"What?"

"He cums really hard. His cock jerks around inside me, and when he cums I can feel it, like jets hitting inside me."

"That's really hot," Mike said, panting now. He was close to cumming. "He always fucks you bareback?"

"Yeah ... I mean, we talked about that right?"

"Yeah ... I'm just asking."

"One time I made him wear a condom," she said remembering. "I'd forgotten to take my birth control pills a few days."

"God Jen, he could have gotten you pregnant!" Mike said alarmed.

"I was probably safe anyway ..." she said, continuing to stroke him with her soft delicate hand.

"Jen?" he said on the verge of cumming.

"Yeah?"

"Next time ... don't make him wear a condom," Mike said, his words coming out like a moan.

"That's what you want?" She moved his hand to her flat tummy. "You want me to grow big with Tom's baby?"

"Ugh god!" Mike yelled as he came, his cum covering Jen's hand and shooting onto his chest.

A few weeks later at Tom's house, after another great fuck, Tom said "I'm taking a few days off, taking Tommy to the beach."

"Sounds fun," Jen said.

"Why don't you come with us? I'm renting a 3 bedroom condo and taking Maria to babysit at night, so we'll have a great time with Tommy and have a lot of alone time too."

"Hmmm, I just got back you know," she said uncertainly.

"You're the boss lady right?" he said grinning. "You can do anything."

"Doesn't exactly work that way," Jen said smiling back.

"You know Mike will be okay with it, 4 days of his wife fucking another man," Tom joked.

"You might be right," Jen said grinning.

"Just make sure you call him once a day," he teased her.

"Be nice!" she said playfully hitting his chest. "Okay, I'll ask Mike."

Jen told Mike the next morning, after she got home from Tom's. He looked bothered.

"It's only 4 days," she said. "We went away a week last month," she added referring to Cabo.

"We're married!" Mike said, not believing she just said that.

"That's not what I meant," she said conciliatorily, rubbing his arm. "I'm just saying it's not that long." In the end, Mike reluctantly agreed. Jen left with Tom and Tommy two weekends later.

During the day they played on the beach with Tommy. The toddler loved making sand castles with Jen. He loved stepping into the waves, with his dad and Jen on either side holding his hands. During Tommy's afternoon naps, Maria babysat as Tom and Jen got some alone time. The first day they fucked. But the rest of the trip they used the afternoon free time to take long walks on the beach, their heads close together, holding hands.

They left the beach in the late afternoon and played board games and read books with Tommy. After an early dinner, Tommy insisted Jen read him more books. Jen didn't mind, in fact it was a highlight of her day. She loved it when Tommy fell asleep in her arms, it felt so good to cuddle the toddler as he slept.

Tommy went down early, so Jen and Tom had the entire evening for alone time (with Maria at the condo babysitting the toddler). They had the best time at the trendiest restaurants and night clubs. Afterwards they fucked late into the night, and into the early morning. Twice they sat on the beach snuggling under a blanket, watching the sun rise. Fortunately they were able to catch catnaps on the beach, with Maria watching Tommy.

At dinner the first night, Tom said, "You and Mike are so different."

"Opposites attract I guess," Jen said.

"How'd you get together?"

"I met him in college ...," Jen said, her voice trailing off.

"And?" Tom prompted.

"I'd gone through a bad breakup," Jen explained uncomfortably, not liking thinking back to her time with Colin. "My grades sucked, they pulled my scholarship. My parents had no money. I had drop-out written all over me. It was bad." She grimaced remembering the low point of her life. "Mike saved me. He tutored me in math, in everything. He paid my tuition until I got my scholarship back. I worked summers and eventually paid him back, but still ... he helped me get my act together." She laughed remembering. "My grades went up so fast my teachers thought I was cheating."

"So you married him," Tom said.

"Yeah," she said. "Don't go there Tom, okay? I love him."

"Do you love him because you love him?" he asked. "Or do you love him because he saved you?"

Jen frowned. "Isn't it the same thing?"

The second night at dinner, Tom held Jen's hands. "Tommy really loves you," he said kissing her hands.

"I love Tommy too, he's adorable," Jen gushed.

Tom squeezed Jen's hands and looked into her eyes. "I think I love you too," he said.

Jen flushed and looked down. Finally she looked back at him. "Let's not go there, okay?" she said.

Jen called Mike each morning. "Having fun?" Mike asked the next morning.

"Yeah, the weather's perfect. Tommy's so adorable."

"How's Tom?"

"He's good," Jen said hesitantly.

Mike heard something in his wife's voice. "Are you okay?" he asked.

She was bothered by Tom's use of the L word. She always talked to Mike about stuff that bothered her. He was her best friend in addition to being her husband. But she knew telling Mike over the phone would be a bad move. "Everything's good," she finally said.

That night Jen and Tom avoided any heavy talk at dinner. They decided to go for an evening swim.

During the day Jen wore sexy but not outrageous bikinis. But now she put on a tiny bikini she'd bought for the trip. The string top had tiny triangles that covered her nipples and areolas but not much else. The bottom was just as revealing. It had a small patch of cloth that barely covered her pussy and small landing strip above, and her ass cheeks were completely exposed with a string snug in her crack. It was definitely a bedroom only suit and she'd never wear it in public, but at night with the beach mostly deserted, she decided to give Tom a treat.

Jen stood on the beach and gazed at the moonlight reflecting off the ocean, which at that moment was smooth like a lake. Behind her, Tom admired the view. She looked achingly beautiful, the revealing string bikini somehow making her even more sexy than if she had been nude.

He walked up and ran his hand down her back, lingering just above her ass. "You need some ink right here," he said caressing her lower back. She'd admired the tats on his arms, so he knew she was into tattoos.

"Maybe someday," she said smiling, turning to him and putting her arms around his neck. They kissed and were soon making out, and then they were on the sand, the bikini thrown to the side, his hard cock inside her.

They'd fucked twice already today, but they were still hot for each other. They were so sexually compatible, it was like they were addicted to the other's body. They fucked sitting up, moving slowly but urgently back and forth, his long thick cock deep inside her. They hugged as they fucked, their lips close, looking into the other's eyes.

Jen felt a massive orgasm building, like a tidal wave peaking. Tom said, "I love you Jenny."

Then her orgasm hit, the tidal wave of pleasure and release breaking and crashed down. "I love you too Tom!" she moaned urgently as pleasure flooded her body.

Later in bed, Jen looked out the window as Tom softly snored, spooning her. "Fuck," she lamented under her breath.

The forth night at dinner – their last night – Tom said "We need to talk about last night."

"Do we have to?" Jen asked with a nervous laugh. "Tom – listen – I like you a lot. But I'm married."

"You said you loved me," he insisted.

"Tom, honey, think about when I said it," she said gently. "I do care for you, I like you a lot, but let's not use the L word. Let's not go there, okay?"

"Jenny, Adria and I met in college, opposites just like you and Mike," he said. "Most times it doesn't work out when you get married that young. The thing about opposites attract is bullshit, it wears off."

"Tom, stop okay?" she said. "What do you want? We're having fun --."

"Fun's not enough," he said. "I've got Tommy --."

"You know I adore Tommy," Jen said.

"I know that, and he loves you too," Tom said. He tried to gather his thoughts. "I'm just saying ... I want ... I'm asking you to give us a chance."

"What do you mean? I'm here with you."

"That's not enough," he said frustrated. "I need to know you're gonna be there. I can't do that seeing you only two nights a week. I need to see you more."

"Tom ... I'm married."

"You said you cared for me."

"I do," Jen insisted reaching over and squeezing his hand.

"Give us a chance Jenny," he urged her, squeezing her hand back. "I get Mike helped you in college. I admire him for that. But you can't stay with him out of a sense of obligation."

"It's more than that Tom," Jen said.

"Spend more time with me Jenny," he urged her. "With me and Tommy. Then make your decision. That's all I'm asking."

Despite their heavy conversation, they had sex that night. They couldn't keep their hands off each other. But their love making, although still pleasurable, was sober and less frantic than usual.

Jen was exhausted the next day when she got home, both physically and emotionally. They fucked as she told her husband the sexual highlights. Mike especially liked the sex on the beach story and insisted she model the string bikini for him. He almost came from the sight of the dried cum caked on the string of the bikini bottom.

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She didn't mention their heavy dinner conversations. She wasn't ready to talk to Mike about that. She had to figure it out for herself before she could deal with Mike.

Mike could tell something was wrong. Their sex had been half-hearted on her part, as if she did it only because she had to. It bothered him. She'd been with Tom for days, and now it seemed like she was still with him, still thinking about him. He felt jealous and hurt, and angry too.

The next day Jen sought out Allie. "So Tom laid it on heavy huh?" Allie asked after Jen recounted their conversations. "I'm not surprised. You two act like love birds." Then she added with a laugh, "Love birds in heat."

Jen grimaced. "I lose control sometimes," she said as if chastising herself.

Allie tilted her head, studying her friend. "No, it's different this time," she said.

"How?" Jen asked surprised.

"I'm not sure," Allie said with a shrug. "So, do you love Tom?"

"I don't know," Jen said. "I like him a lot. I care about him. I don't wanna hurt him, or Tommy." She put her head in her hands. "I really don't want to hurt Tommy, he's only two years old." She felt so stupid.

"What if you made it more permanent with Tom?" Allie suggested.

"What?"

"Tom and Adria have joint custody, right?" Allie said, thinking out loud. "What if you shacked up with Tom when he had Tommy?"

"You mean, live with Tom half time?" Jen asked.

"Yeah, that's what he wants right?"

"I guess, but --."

"It'll probably turn bubble boy on," Allie said, warming to the idea. "You living with Tom, taking care of another man's baby, that pushes a lot of Mike's cucky buttons doesn't it?"

"Allie, you know, sometimes I think you hate Mike," Jen said.

"I don't, really. He's kinda grown on me," she said laughing. "I'm just saying ... Talk to Mike about it, I bet he'll like it."

Jen shook her head. She didn't think so.

Saturday night Tom asked "Have you thought about what we talked about?"

"Yes," Jen said with a nervous laugh.

"Have you talked to Mike?"

"No," she said with another laugh.

"Why not?" he pressed.

"I need time Tom."

"Do you want me to talk to Mike?" Tom asked.

"Don't you dare," Jen said with another nervous laugh.

Mike forced the issue the next week. Jen had been distracted since getting back from her vacation with Tom. Even when she was there she wasn't there. She seemed to be thinking about Tom all the time. Getting more hurt and jealous, Mike finally asked "Do you love him?"

Jen didn't answer for a long time. She was confused, with Tom pushing her, with Allie's idea of living part time with Tom, with worrying about hurting little Tommy. Finally she said, "I don't know. I like him. I care about him."

Strangely, with the issue out in the open, Mike grew calm. He said reasonably, "I guess that's natural." She and Tom had been dating a while now, months. He'd wanted her to develop feelings for him. That was part of his fantasy. He said cautiously, "You felt that way with Ricky and Scott too."

"Yeah, I guess," Jen said. She remembered Allie's words "it's different this time."

"Eventually you got over them," Mike said. He hoped she'd say she was getting over Tom, thinking about breaking up with him. Yes, he wanted her to date and develop feelings for Tom, but now he wanted it over. They could take a break for a few months, and then play the game again with someone new who caught Jen's eye. That's how the game was supposed to work.

After a long pause, Jen tentatively asked, "Mike ... what if I never get over Tom?" After Mike didn't say anything, she added, "I mean ... what if I keep going with him?" Jen waited for Mike to say something.

"I guess I never thought of it that way," Mike finally said. His voice carried emotion, but he wasn't emotional. She'd later tell Allie their conversation was like a postmortem meeting at work after a project cratered, when they talked about what went wrong, what they should've done different.

"I figured you'd develop feelings for him, that's part of it for me," Mike continued. "But eventually get over him, like what happened with Ricky and Scott. I don't want to share you with another man, not permanently."

"I get it," she said nodding.

"He said he loved you?" Mike guessed.

"Yes," she said.

He asked "You said you loved him?"

Jen warily nodded. She quickly added, "Just once." Seeing the cloud come over his face, she explained, "We were having sex."

After a moment, she squeezed his arm and assured him, "You wouldn't be sharing me Mike. I'd still be your wife."

"But he'd be your boyfriend, right?" Mike said bitterly.

Jen shrugged. "He's that now, right?"

"Jen, he's your boyfriend in the game, not real life," Mike said exasperation creeping into his voice. How could she not get this?

"This isn't acceptable to me Jen," he added. "I won't agree to you having a permanent relationship with another guy." He was drawing a clear line in the sand. With the success of Sapphire, becoming the youngest partner at his firm, attention from the press, and attention from pretty girls like Jasmine Kelly, he felt more confident, more secure in himself. He loved playing the game, in some ways he was addicted to it. But there were limits.

"I get it," she said. She squeezed his arm. "I didn't mean it'd be permanent."

"Then what did you mean?" he said getting angry.

She didn't know what she'd meant. She was unsure, confused. Tom was different from Rickey and Scott. Little Tommy made it different.

She saw Mike was hard. He couldn't help getting aroused by this talk, despite the emotional turmoil. She got on her knees, between his legs. She took him out and went down on him.

"Wait," Mike said as he got close to cumming. He laid her on her back and pushed up her skirt. He pulled down her panties.

"You don't have to," she said as Mike lowered his face to her pussy.

"I want to," he said. Before going down on her, he looked at her pussy. It still looked perfect, like a sweet teenager's, despite all the hard relentless fucking by Tom's long thick cock.

Jen gripped the sheets as Mike ate her. He was so good at this, knew exactly where to touch her, the perfect pressure and pacing. She realized Tom never went down on her. But then, she'd never asked him to, always wanting his cock inside her.

After Jen came, Mike moved up her body. "Can I?" he asked.

"Yeah," she said. She moved her hand between their bodies and guided him into her.

But Mike couldn't stay hard. He went soft, and his limp cock fell out of her. Suddenly emotions overtook them, and tears formed in their eyes.

Jen was distracted the next morning. She dressed almost like a robot, her mind elsewhere, trying to sort out the situation with Tom, replaying her conversation with Mike last night. Then she remembered she had an early meeting with her team, and hurriedly finished dressing and rushed out of the apartment.

Left untouched and forgotten, at the bottom of her lingerie drawer, was her container of birth control pills.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Making It Work Ch. 12

Jen went over to Tom's later that week. "Hey you," she said.

"Hi," he said back, and they kissed.

It was Adria's night with Tommy and Maria was off, so they had the house to themselves. Over dinner, Tom said "Thinking about it?"

"Yes, it's been on my mind a little bit," Jen said making it sound like a lighthearted joke. But it was anything but.

"Talk to Mike yet?" Tom said pressing.

"Don't push me Tom," she warned. "This is hard for me."

"You're still having sex with him?" Tom asked.

"Yes!" Jen said exasperated. "God Tom, what a question! I'm still having sex with you too!"

"Okay, okay," he said his hands up in surrender.

Later in his bedroom, they were making out and petting. Both were panting as they hurriedly undressed each other. Jen rolled her head back, closing her eyes, as he sucked and nibbled her neck and nipples. She slowly stroked his long thick cock as he eased his hand over her flat stomach and fingered her clit.

He moved between her legs, getting ready to mount her. Just as he pressed his cock against her excited pussy lips, she thought of her birth control pills. Had she taken one this morning? When was the last time she took one? She couldn't remember.

She gently pushed against his chest. "Tom, we should use a condom," she said.

"I don't have any," he said.

"I think I have one in my purse," she said. "It's downstairs."

A thought struck Tom. If he got her pregnant, that would push her off the fence. She'd be his! He knew her religious convictions against abortion. He didn't want another child, one was enough for him. But if that's what it took to break up her marriage and make her his, it'd be worth it.

He leaned down and kissed Jen, at the same time pressing his cockhead between her pussy lips. "Come on Jenny, I hate condoms," he said between kisses. "I'll pull out."

Jen didn't like condoms either, and her pussy was so ready for his cock. Her purse downstairs seemed so far away. "You promise you'll pull out?" she said.

"Yeah," he lied, kissing her again.

"Okay then," she said, reaching between their bodies and guiding his bare cock into her unprotected pussy.

He fucked her hard and deep, he rotated his hips, he did everything she loved. He knew her body well by now, so he kept her from cumming, kept her right on the edge. Whenever she got close, he eased up. Soon she crazy with lust, her body writhing under him, desperate for the release and pleasure of an orgasm.

He neared his own orgasm. She sensed this, and said, "remember to pull out Tom."

"I will," he lied. Even as his own orgasm neared, he worked her body, pushing all her buttons, working all her erogenous zones. He wanted them to cum at the same time.

"Oh god oh god," she panted, her orgasm about to hit. "Remember to pull out Tom," she managed to remind him again.

He responded by pressing his lips over hers, thrusting his tongue down her throat. Then, both their bodies exploded in orgasms! He buried his cock deep into her and ejaculated ropes of his fertile seed into her unprotected fertile womb!

They panted into the other's face as they recovered from their orgasms. "Oh fuck!" Jen cried realizing what just happened. "Get off me Tom!" she said pushing against his chest. "You said you'd pull out!" She ran into the bathroom and cleaned up as best she could.

"I'm sorry, I meant to pull out," he lied as she came out with a towel around her.

"God Tom," she said resignedly, sitting down on the bed. She felt so stupid. There was a condom in her purse, why hadn't she gotten it?

"Come on, don't be upset," he said pulling her into his arms. He joked "People aren't rabbits, you're probably fine."

She got up, avoiding his arms. "I've to go," she said gathering her clothes and quickly dressing.

He stood up and hugged her. "I want you to know, I'll be there for you no matter what," he assured her, kissing her.

She laughed but without any humor. "I doubt that'll make Mike feel better," she said with a grimace.

"Jenny, honey, that's my point," he said stroking her long blonde hair. "I love you. I think you love me too. It doesn't matter what Mike thinks, does it?"

After she left, Tom wondered if he'd gotten Jen pregnant. He hoped so. Part of him felt bad over what he'd done. But he did what he had to do to get the woman he loved.

The next day, a distraught Jen said to Allie, "Tom wants me to leave Mike."

"Seems like a clear choice to me," Allie said with a shrug. To her life was simple. Seeing Jen's frown, Allie scowled. "Don't look at me like that. I know what you want. So do you. You need to tell him, Jen."

"It's not that easy Allie," Jen said. "It's complicated."

"Just tell him," Allie said again. "Get it over with."

Later while surfing the Internet, Allie discovered a couple of interesting pictures. She emailed the links to Jen.

At her desk, Jen opened the pictures. Her eyes narrowed and she got angry. She printed them, then went home.

Mike was surprised to see Jen at home before him. Usually she worked out before coming home.

She sat at the table. There were two color 8x11s in front of her. She pointed at them. "What's this?" she asked angrily.

They were pictures of Mike with Jasmine Kelly, from the society pages of the London Times and the New York Times. In both they sat close together, Jasmine leaning towards Mike, her arm through his. The caption in the New York Times read "Mike Andrews of Sapphire fame with CNN's Jasmine Kelley. The Big Apple's new power couple?"

"Well?" Jen said anger in her voice.

Mike shrugged. He was tired of her double standard. Especially after their conversation the other night. "What does it look like?" he shot back.

"That's what this has been about?!" she yelled angrily. "So you can fuck this slut?!!"

"What, you think you're the only pretty girl in the world who might be interested in me?"

Jen's eyes went wide with shock. "You know what I think?" she hissed, hurling the pictures at Mike's face. "I think you're a cheating shit!"

Jen stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door behind her. She angrily called Allie. "Why did you send me those pictures?!"

"To get you off your ass," Allie said, a smile in her voice.

"Fuck you Allie!" Jen screamed and slammed the phone back into her purse.

Having nowhere else to go, Jen went to her office. On her sofa she hugged her knees, crying. Despite everything, she cared for him. But Allie was right, she had to get it over with, it would be better that way.

The next morning, she made two calls. In the first call, she said in a soft voice, "Will you be there in a little bit? I need to see you. Yeah, I'm going to tell him. Yeah. Right now. I'll be over right after, okay? Be there, okay? I ... I love you."

In the second call, she said tersely, "We need to talk. Just stay there, okay? I'll be right over."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Making It Work Ch. 13

The door opened. Jen forced a smile. "Hi," she said.

"Hi," Tom said with a big grin. He moved to the side of the doorway, inviting her in. Jen heard Tommy in the background.

Jen took a step back. "Can we talk out here?"

"Why?" Tom said still smiling. "Come on in Jenny, Tommy will want to see you."

Jen didn't want to see Tommy, not at that moment. She took another step back. "Please Tom," she said.

Tom's smile disappeared. He stepped out and closed the door.

"I can't see you anymore Tom," Jen said, getting right to the point.

"Jenny, come on," he said looking alarmed. "Let's talk about this." He moved to hug her.

Jen stepped back. "No Tom. I'm sorry. I like you. But I love Mike."

"Okay, okay, forget what I said," Tom said. "We'll go back to the way it was."

"We can't Tom," Jen said. "After what you said – we can't go back after that. And I need to work things out with Mike."

"So it's always about Mike, right?" Tom said bitterly.

"Tom, he's my husband," she said. "You knew that when we started this."

"Come on Jenny, we're great together," he said pulling her close to him.

She stepped out of his arms. "Sex isn't love Tom," she said. "I'm sorry. We had fun, but it's over now."

"I get it, you lead me on, then dump me," he said bitterly.

"I didn't lead you on," Jen insisted. "We both had fun. But it was only a game, you knew that. It wasn't permanent. I kept reminding you. Remember? I kept telling you not to go there."

"What about Tommy? He loves you."

"I'm sorry Tom," she said painfully. "The last thing I want to do is hurt him."

"You WILL hurt him!" he said bitterly. "Did you think about that?"

"What can I do?" she said spreading her arms.

"Stay with me Jenny," he pleaded. "Give us another chance."

"I can't Tom," she said, taking another step back. "I can't stay with you, just for Tommy."

At home, Mike sat on the sofa. Jen walked up to him, stopping just a foot away. They both felt raw, a mix of emotions, anger, hurt, jealousy, love.

"I broke it off with Tom," she said.

Mike nodded.

"I should have ended it at the beach, when it got heavy," she explained. "I guess I got mixed up about Tommy. You know, Tom's son? I got close to him."

"I get it," Mike said.

Jen sat down next to Mike. Suddenly she started crying. "Mike, I really messed up," she sobbed.

"What?" he asked, automatically putting his arm around her. "Tommy? I'm sure he'll be okay."

"Not Tommy," she sobbed leaning into him and shaking her head, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Then what?" he asked. When she didn't answer, he said gently "Tell me what's wrong."

"Tom might've ... I might be pregnant," she finally admitted. "I'm sorry Mike!" she wept into his chest.

When Mike didn't say anything, she raised up and looked pleadingly into his face. "Mike?" she asked looking like an afraid little girl.

"Tell me what happened," he demanded.

Jen told him. At the end, she said "I think he did it on purpose."

"Tried to get you pregnant?" Mike asked.

"I think so," she said.

"To make you his?" Mike said.

Jen clutched her husband's hands. "I swear Mike, the baby's yours, no matter what," she promised.

Mike brushed Jen's long blonde hair from her pretty face. Then suddenly, he was on top of her, yanking up her skirt, ripping off her panties, jerking her legs apart! He was out of control, a madman, as he'd been in the taxi and plane, frantically ramming himself inside, wildly fucking her. This time though, she welcomed him inside her, wrapping her arms and legs around him, hugging him tight, kissing him, urging him to take her, to take what was his. He came moments later, filling her up with his seed, and she hugged him even tighter, holding him inside her, not letting him go.

"I'm sorry Mike, I'm so sorry!" Jen sobbed into his chest. "Please don't leave me!"

Mike unbuttoned her blouse and pushed up her bra, revealing her small perfect breasts. He cupped her tits and then ran his hands over her firm flat tummy.

Surprisingly, he got hard again. He pressed his lips against hers, urgently pushing his tongue down her throat. He fucked her again.

The next day Jen went into Allie's office and closed the door. "Thanks for sending the photos," she said, only part sarcastically.

"I had to do something to get you off your ass," Allie said with a knowing smile. "Mike's a demented geek, but he's the right guy for you." She knew Jen's history. Tom was just another Colin, another Scott. They weren't good for her. She knew Mike was the best thing that ever happened to Jen.

"Yeah," Jen agreed. She couldn't help smiling. "I'll tell Mike you said that."

"Don't," Allie said immediately. She grinned. "It's more fun if he thinks I hate him."

"God Allie," Jen said with a laugh. Then her face turned sad. "Tommy --."

"You should never have gotten close to him," Allie chastised.

"Yeah ..." Jen agreed, her voice filled with melancholy.

"Sometimes you're a dumb blonde," Allie teased with a laugh. "But don't worry about it. Tommy's young, he'll get over it."

"Yeah," Jen agreed. She knew her friend was right.

Allie studied her best friend. "What's wrong?" she asked, sensing something amiss. "You made up with bubble boy, right?"

Jen shrugged slightly, looking uncertain.

"Is it that Jasmine chick?" Allie asked. "Does Mike have something going on with her?"

"I don't know," Jen said. "I don't think so."

"You didn't ask?" Allie said incredulously. "You didn't kick his ass about the pictures?"

Jen shook her head, looking scared.

"What's wrong Jen?" Allie asked again. She was seriously getting worried.

After a few moments, Jen said "Tom and I ... the last time we did it ..."

"Oh my god!" Allie groaned looking up into the air. "Let me guess, you forgot to take the pill again. How long?"

"I don't remember" Jen admitted.

"God Jen!" Allie said, slapping her hand against her forehead. "And you're ovulating, right?"

Jen nodded hesitantly.

"You really ARE a dumb blonde sometimes!" Allie said scornfully. "What did Mike say?"

"If I'm pregnant, it could be his, we had sex right after Tom," Jen hurriedly said.

"You'd need a blood test to know for sure," Allie said.

"I'd never do that, it's Mike's no matter what," Jen insisted. "I'm sure it's Mike's," she added, as if trying to convince herself.

"This just happened?" Allie said. "So you can do a test next week."

"Yeah," Jen said her eyes downcast.

Allie studied her friend again. "But you know, right?" she said. "You think you're pregnant?"

Jen took a long time to respond. Finally she nodded and said "I think so."

"God Jen," Allie said shaking her head. She sat down next to Jen and hugged her. Jen began to cry.

~~ The End ~~

(Jen and Mike's story continues in "Consequences")