Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I woke up the next morning with a start. Where was I? Oh yeah, the Delano in South Beach. To my surprise, the sun was fully out. I looked at the clock. It was almost noon!

I scrambled for my cell phone. Why hadn't Jen called? Was she okay?

Then I saw my phone was out of power. I forgot to plug it in last night. I plugged it in and the iPhone took forever to charge up enough so I could turn it on. I seriously had a love - hate relationship with Apple!

Once it turned on I saw Jen had called and texted multiple times that morning, the first at 8am and the most recent just a few minutes ago. Damn!

I called her. She immediately answered and said angrily "Pretty freaking childish Mike!"

"Jen I'm sorry I was out late last night and I forgot to plug in my phone," I said.

"Where were you last night?!" she demanded.

Suddenly my anger flared, the loneliness and hurt from last night boiling over. "You'd know if you called me!" I said angrily. "You couldn't text me to let me know how it was going?"

We both were silent. Finally she said in a softer voice, "I'm sorry. It was really busy last night. Jamie dragged me all over the place, he wanted to introduce me to his friends. I seriously never had a free moment to text or call you. I should have though. I'm sorry."

Hearing her apology made me less angry. I was still hurt though, but I tried to push that aside.

"So where were you last night?" she asked again.

"I found a steak place on Collins that had really good scotch," I said. "Then I went upstairs to the Delano roof top."

"Oh I bet that was fun," she said a smile in her voice. She'd love the trendy, high energy roof top club, it was her kind of place.

"Yeah," I said. "I'm surprised you and Jamie didn't go. What room are you in anyway?"

"We're checking in later," Jen said.

"What?" I asked surprised. I frowned into the phone. "You're not here at the Delano?"

Jen heard the ire in my voice. "No Mike," she said cautiously. "We're at Jamie's apartment on campus."

I gawked at the phone. What the fuck? University of Miami was 30 minutes away, longer with traffic. "I thought you're staying here at the Delano!" I said barely able to keep my anger in check. "Why did you tell me to stay here?"

"We ARE staying there baby," she said soothingly. "They're comping Jamie a room this weekend because he's working there after he graduates, but he would've had to pay last night. Remember he's still in college, he doesn't have much money."

"I would have paid!"

"Honey he wouldn't want that, he wants to take care of it," Jen said gently. "You understand how he feels, right? I'm with him this weekend."

Yeah, I got it. Jen was his date. Jamie wouldn't want another guy paying for anything. Especially his date's husband.

"Jen, he understands this is just fun, right?" I said frowning into the phone. "He doesn't think this might be permanent."

"He understands baby," she said reassuringly. "I told him we'd hang out, have fun, but eventually it would end."

"Okay," I said, still frowning but appeased some.

"Mike, it WILL end, but I don't know when," she said. "That's up to me and Jamie, because -."

I cut her off. I said bitterly, "Yeah, I get it Jen, because you decide who and when, I got it!"

We were both silent again. Finally I asked (in a calmer voice) "So I'll see you later right?"

"Definitely," she promised. "I'm going to Jamie's lacrosse game. We'll be over after."

"Jamie's on the lacrosse team?" I asked.

"Um ... yeah."

Just great. How wonderful. Next to football and basketball, Jen's favorite college sport was lacrosse.

After a few moments, Jen hesitantly said, "I need to ask you something. I hate to pile on, but I need to ask you now because they're going to be here soon."

"Who?" I said warily.

"Jamie's parents," Jen said. "This is one of his last home games and they're coming to watch."

"Is Larry going to be there?" Where was she going with this? Was she telling me she wanted another threesome with Jamie and his younger brother?

"No, just his parents," she said.

"Ok, then what?" I asked.

"Jamie wants me to sit with his parents at the game," she said. She stopped there, as if waiting for me to get it. But I didn't get it.

"Mike," she finally said patiently, "I can't wear my wedding rings if I'm going to sit with his parents."

Have you ever been hit by a sledge hammer? Right to the gut? That's how I felt.

I went with my initial reaction. "Do you have to sit with them?" I said.

"Mike, be reasonable," she said gently. "Jamie's mentioned me. I can't not sit with them."

"I thought you were just friends with benefits!" I said. "Now it's like you're his girlfriend!"

"You're the one who calls him my boyfriend!" she said exasperated.

We were both silent, like wild animals licking our wounds.

"Mike, we ARE just friends," she said in a calmer voice. "But what can I do? It's just this afternoon. His parents are going home right after the game. I'll put them back on as soon as they leave. You wouldn't even have known if I hadn't told you. But I don't want to keep any secrets from you."

She was right, I wouldn't have known. It was just a few hours. I felt childish. "Okay, I'm good with it," I said feeling foolish. "Jen, thanks for telling me."

"Of course baby, I'll never keep secrets from you," she said. "I'll call you when the game's over. Will you be okay today?"

I forced myself to get into a good mood. "Yeah, I have more books on my Kindle and the pool's fantastic."

"I'm glad honey," she said. "I'll call you later. Have fun okay? And make sure to charge your phone!" She giggled and then hung up.

I sat for long minutes after hanging up. I felt like I'd just been run over by a train.

I shook my head. We had the strangest conversations. I guess that went with this game we played.

I had a mild hangover from last night. I took 2 Advils and forced myself to drink an entire bottle of water. Then I laid back on the bed. I was so horny. I took out my cock and beat off, thinking of Jen with Jamie.

Gasping after cumming, I wiped my hand on a towel and then put my arm over my head. For the millionth time I wondered why I loved the game so much. Why did I share my young, beautiful wife with other men? She could be here with me right now, her beautiful face and tight sexy body lying next to me. We could make love and then go for a long romantic walk on the beach. Instead she was with a handsome 21 year old college lacrosse star, probably getting her brains fucked out at this very moment. He was enjoying her wonderful body, not me. Why did I do it?

I got up, showered and dressed. I took my Kindle and found a diner a few blocks from the Delano. I ate breakfast by myself, finishing the Grisham novel.

I liked reading e-books but there was nothing like holding a real book in your hand. Having nothing else to do, I took a walk on Collins Avenue looking for a book store. I scored by finding a used book store. I loved the smell of books, especially old books. I enjoyed a good hour browsing, finally settling on a science fiction book and a political thriller. I was in a good mood leaving the store. I thought about my fantasy of retiring and reading books all day in a library. Maybe instead I'd buy a used book store and spend my days there. I'd be able to set my own hours and be home when Jen got off work (I knew she'd never stop working, she wasn't a stay-at-home mom kind of girl).

Thinking of Jen made me think of her and Jamie, and I felt my cock get hard. THIS was why I loved the game so much. Yeah, there was a lot of angst and other dark emotions, but there was so much excitement too.

I forced myself to stay in a good mood. I was at the beach, it was a beautiful sunny day, my hotel was trendy and luxurious. Jen promised I'd see her today, which meant I'd get to see her interact with Jamie. That possibility got me fully hard and I had to adjust my shorts to keep from showing.

I told myself to lighten up. It was Friday. By Monday we'd be home and I'd have Jen all to myself again. Just enjoy it, I told myself.

I put on my bathing suit and relaxed by the pool with my 2 new books. As I read my phone rang. My heart leaped thinking it was Jen, but when I looked I saw it was Tara! God, did she know I was in Miami and want to meet up? That was the last thing I needed.

"Hi Mike, it's Tara, remember me?" she said shyly on the phone. "I'm calling about that job offer? I'd really love to work on Sapphire. Can I send you my resume?" She sounded so excited.

Oh yeah, I'd offered Tara a job. Well, that had been an impulse decision ... Still, I liked the excitement in her voice. Also, I DID need more programmers, and she was CS with a minor in finance. I'd be hiring her sight unseen sorta (since I didn't know much about her other than she looked good in a bikini) but what the hell.

"Sure Tara, email your resume to me," I said. "I'll arrange things, bring you to New York for an interview. I'm pretty sure we'll offer you a job."

"God Mike that's so great!" Tara gushed. "I really do want to work on Sapphire, and I've always dreamed of living in New York City!"

"One thing Tara," I said. I needed to remind her not to mention what happen in Cancun between Jen and Jamie to anyone at work. It was obvious but a warning wouldn't hurt.

She heard the warning in my voice and read my mind. "Don't worry Mike, what happens in Cancun stays in Cancun," she assured me.

I got Tara's email a moment later. I looked at her resume. Actually, it was pretty impressive.

I called our HR manager. "Sally, I just hired a new programmer, her name's Tara and she's about to graduate from Miami," I said. "Contact her and get her processed, okay? She'll start after she graduates."

"You got it Mike," Sally said.

I smiled after hanging up with Sally. It was cool to be a big shot now and then.

I checked ESPN on my iPhone. The Miami lacrosse game started at 2, so it would be over around 4 or so. At 4pm I went back to my room. I showered and dressed. Then I waited for Jen's call.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

As I waited I googled the Miami lacrosse team. Jamie was a mid-fielder, a 3 year starter. He wasn't a superstar, but he was pretty good. The last couple of years he made 2nd team All-ACC.

Watching the clock was like watching water boil. I checked ESPN again and saw the game ended at 4:10. I did a calculation in my head. Jamie would need to do team stuff and then shower and dress. Say he gets out by 5:30. He says bye to his parents. So he and Jen start driving to South Beach at 6:00. It was a 30 minute drive but say with traffic they get here by 7:00.

Jen said she'd call when they started driving over. Around 6 by my calculation. I turned on ESPN and told myself to chill.

She hadn't called by 630. I told myself to calm down.

No call by 7pm. My gut started to rumble.

At 730 I started getting angry and hurt. Even if they left campus now they wouldn't get here until 830 or later. Was she blowing me off again?

Suddenly my phone rang. I lurched for it. "It's me honey," Jen said.

"I thought you were leaving right after the game!" I practically shouted into the phone.

"We did baby," she said soothingly. "We're here in the hotel."

Oh. I felt like a dumb ass. Feeling foolish I said "Sorry I thought you said you'd call when you started driving."

"I did say that but Jamie's friends drove with us so I didn't get a chance," she explained. "We're in the Rose Bar but we won't be here long, can you come down?"

I bolted for the elevator. I didn't know what was going on but assumed Jen would explain.

Downstairs Jen intercepted me before I got to the Rose Bar. It was so good to see her! She pulled me into an empty hallway and melted into my arms. "I missed you baby," she said hugging and kissing me.

"I missed you so much!" I gushed holding her tight. Her hair fell around my face and I caught the scent of fresh strawberries of her shampoo. I pulled away to look at her. God she looked achingly hot! She wore one of her new dresses, a clingy number held up by thin spaghetti straps that ended way above her knees. The dress had a swoop back showing a lot of her smooth soft skin. There was no way she was wearing a bra with that outfit, and that was confirmed by the dents her nipples made in the bodice. She topped the outfit with stiletto high heels.

"Jen you look so incredible!" I gushed.

"Thanks baby," she said beaming into my eyes.

Then I glanced at her left hand and a cloud passed over my face. She wasn't wearing her wedding rings.

She saw my mood change and immediately said "Let me explain." She pulled me deeper into the hallway, I guess fearing I was about to lose it. "Some of Jamie's new co-workers are going clubbing with us tonight. He wants to make a good impression. I'm his girlfriend tonight, so I can't wear my rings. You understand that, don't you Mike?"

I clutched my fists, trying to contain my jealousy and anger. "It's always going to be something Jen!" I said. "What about next time? Won't it be the same thing then? This was one of our rules Jen!"

"It's different tonight baby," she said soothingly, rubbing my arm. "You were worried about me forgetting you. But you're here, you'll be with us. That makes it different, right?"

"But what about next time?"

"Mike, honey, let's just worry about tonight," she said, almost pleading. I looked at her and suddenly noticed she had her cum face on. She wanted me to agree because she desperately wanted to be with Jamie tonight.

My sudden lust pushed away my jealousy and hurt. "Okay, okay," I said. "So how does tonight work?"

She smiled and kissed me, clearly relieved. "It's easy. You're Jamie's friend. He promised to play along. You'll know some of the other people from Cancun but they're Jamie's friends, they won't say anything."

"Okay, I got it," I said.

"Thanks honey," she said kissing me again. "I really love you, you know that right? We're just playing our game, it doesn't mean anything."

"Yeah, I know," I said. I kissed her back. "I love you too Jen."

She smiled into my eyes and squeezed my hand. "We better get back. We're not staying here. Drinks are too expensive for Jamie and his friends."

"Okay," I said. I understood that. Drinks here were $20 or more.

We started walking back to the bar when Jen stopped me. "Mike, honey, remember," she said. "I'm with Jamie this weekend. Okay?"

"Yeah, I got it," I said. We started walking to the bar again and I automatically reached for her hand.

"Mike no," she said pulling her hand back.

"Oh yeah, right sorry," I said shaking my head. It wouldn't do for Jamie's co-workers to see his hot new girlfriend walk in holding another guy's hand.

As we approached Jen separated from me and went up to Jamie. She smiled and kissed him, and slipped her arm in his.

Jamie introduced me around. His co-workers were Karl, Ben and Stu. I recognized some people from Cancun but just barely. Jen was the social butterfly, not me.

We went down the street to a dive bar called Anchors Away (or AA to the locals, a really bad joke). Jen walked ahead with Jamie, holding his hand. She laughed and leaned into him, reminding me of how they'd been in Cancun not too long ago.

I fell in step with Karl, who seemed to be about my age (we were the two oldest there). Karl was the regular bartender at the Rose Bar. He was also the head sommelier and managed the wine cellar, so he was an important guy at the Delano.

"Oh yeah, I remember you from last night," Karl said. I'd gotten a drink there before going out and discovering Aromas.

We shook hands and made small talk. Karl struck me as one of those "I'm better than you" bartenders. He was a good looking guy I guess, but he was arrogant too. Whatever. I'd probably never see him again after tonight. It turns out we were both baseball fans so we chatted about our local teams.

AA was packed but Karl talked to a few people and scored us a table (I guess there's a bartenders fraternity or something).

Jen and Jamie sat across from me. We hung out together as a group. Jen had one long leg crossed over the other and was showing a lot of thigh. As time went on she periodically adjusted her skirt, shifting in her seat, pulling it down.

As the group talked, Jamie had his arm around Jen softly stroking her shoulder. Later he had his hand on her thigh. She often leaned into him and whispered into his ear. They were definitely playing the new boyfriend/girlfriend thing up. Their casual intimacy really turned me on.

They got up to dance and my eyes followed Jen. Her long legs looked amazing in the short skirt and high heels.

"Good eye candy huh?" Karl said.

I realized he was watching her walk away with Jamie too. "Definitely," I said, deciding to play along.

His eyes were locked on Jen's ass. "No way she's wearing anything under that dress."

She definitely wasn't wearing a bra, not with that swoop back. I focused on her ass. The slinky dress really hugged her cheeks. I looked for lines but I didn't see any. "I think you're right," I said to Karl. The realization got me even more lustful. The dress was so short it ended just a couple inches below her pussy. No wonder she kept adjusting her skirt.

I watched them dance but it wasn't the outrageous dirty dancing from Cancun. I guess Jen was more reserved back home in the USA, especially with Jamie's new co-workers here. Still she looked really hot on the dance floor.

"I'm going to ask her to dance when they get back," Karl announced, his eyes locked on Jen.

"I thought she was Jamie's girlfriend," I said.

Karl laughed and gave me a "you don't know who I am" kind of look. He grinned and said "Maybe not after tonight."

I looked back to the dance floor. This will be interesting, I thought to myself.

They returned after a while. Sweat covered Jen's brow after dancing consecutive fast dances. She gulped down her margarita and Jamie ordered her another one. His arm possessively went back around her shoulder, like she was his. My cock was rock hard.

The dancing had tussled her hair. She ran her fingers through it, but still some of her blonde locks fell over her pretty face. The nipples of her small breasts were hard from the dancing and poked through the thin fabric of her dress. God she looked so pretty! And so fucking hot!

Clearly Karl was taken by her, he couldn't take his eyes off her. After another round of drinks Karl got up and said to Jen "Wanna dance?" Karl looked at Jamie and said dismissively, "That's alright with you Jamie, right." He said it as a statement, not a question.

Jen glanced at Jamie. Jamie had a scowl on his face and was about to say something. I knew this was not good, Jamie might be about to tell his future boss to fuck off.

Then Jen said "Thanks Karl but I'm still catching my breath."

"Maybe later then," Karl said hopefully.

"Yeah maybe," Jen replied, but it was like she'd already forgotten about him. She leaned into Jamie and pulled his arm tighter around her, kissing his hand. She looked away from Karl and talked to other people as if he had ceased to exist.

Having been so thoroughly and utterly rejected, Karl said quick goodbyes and left.

Jen's behavior seemed foreign to me. I couldn't figure it out at first, but then I realized ... she'd stood up for Jamie. Another guy - Karl - hit on her right in front of Jamie, and she'd roasted him alive, staying completely loyal to her "boyfriend."

With me, her response would've been the opposite. Maybe she wouldn't have danced with Karl. But she wouldn't have completely rejected him. She would've flirted and charmed him before sending him away. And in some cases - if she felt mischievous - she WOULD have danced with Karl. Sure, she acted this way because of our game. But she'd acted that way even before we started playing the game, before Ricky happened.

I wondered why Jen acted one way with me, and differently with Jamie. It kind of surprised me. I mean, I'd been with Jen for years, I knew her better than anyone. Still, what she did sometimes surprised me. It was like I didn't know her as well as I thought.

I guess Jen noticed my distraction. She tilted her head and gave me a questioning look, as if saying "is everything okay?"

I gave her a subtle nod of my head, telling her everything was fine. I wasn't upset. But it was something I wanted to talk about later. As it turned out, I didn't talk to Jen about this until very much later.

Jen pretty much gave Jamie all her attention. But she wasn't mean to me, as she'd been in Cancun. True, she didn't pay attention to me, but that made sense, she was with Jamie not me. She did look and smile at me from time to time, like she was checking up on me. One time she even gave my hand a quick squeeze under the table.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Everyone went out for a smoke. I didn't want to miss anything so I went too. I was chatting with Ben and Stu when Jen approached. She had an unlit cigarette in her hand. She walked up to me. "Do you have a light?" she asked me.

"Sorry I don't smoke," I said.

Both Ben and Stu rushed to light Jen's cigarette. "Thanks guys," she said with a giggle, putting the cigarette between her lips and leaning down a little to take the offered light from Ben.

The 3 of us seemed to awkwardly freeze up with Jen there. It was like high college, when the prettiest girl in the entire college asks to borrow your calculator or something. You give her the calculator and then you're a stumbling idiot. What do you say in the presence of that much beauty? It was like, you're not worthy to be so close to her.

Of course, Jen was having none of that. She chatted us up and pretty soon we were smiling and laughing with her. For the first time I got a feel of what it felt like to be on the receiving end of her social butterfly treatment. She was like the equivalent of a really charismatic engaging man. She could charm and put anyone at ease. I guess that was part of the reason she was so good at her job.

"Your name's Mike right?" Jen said to me.

"Um yeah," I said.

"I'm Jen," she said.

"I know," I said and we both laughed. Ben and Stu laughed too. Everyone knew the Prom Queen's name, right?

"So, how long have you been going out with Jamie?" Stu asked.

"Just recently," she said with a smile. She looked at me. "We met in Cancun."

"Wedding bells in the future?" Ben asked grinning.

"No, we're just having fun," Jen said laughing back. What she said next blew me away. She leaned in to the three of us and whispered "Actually I'm dating another guy back home, in New York."

"No shit?" Stu said.

"Yeah. We're kinda serious but, I mean, you know ...," she said.

"Yeah, relationships have ups and downs," Ben said nodding sympathetically.

"I'm actually with Jamie this weekend to make him jealous," Jen said with a giggle.

"Shit or get off the can," Stu said laughing.

"Something like that," Jen said with a smile. She looked at me. "His name's Mike too."

I nodded. I could barely breathe, much less talk.

"Does Jamie know?" Ben asked.

"Yep," she said nodding. "We're just having fun. I like Jamie a lot though. He's great."

"You never know, if it doesn't work out with Mike ..." Stu said with a laugh.

"You never know," Jen agreed laughing back. She gave me one last look and then went back to Jamie.

Holy mother of god fuck ... I leaned against the wall, so dizzy with lust.

"Are you okay Mike?" Ben asked.

"Yeah," I said. "I think I'll go back inside." I went back into AA and went to the bathroom. I splashed water against my face and then leaned on the sink. I tried to will my heart to beat slower. I was so excited my hands were beginning to shake. I washed my hands and then went to the bar. I ordered a shot of bourbon and slammed it down, trying to calm down.

Everyone returned to our table. I noticed Jen and Jamie weren't with them. I asked Ben and he said "The love birds took off."

Before I could process that my iPhone buzzed. I looked at the text. It was from Jen and it said "Room 307."

I made quick goodbyes and bolted back to the Delano. Too impatient to wait for the elevator, I ran up the stairs taking them two at a time. In front of room 307 I tried to compose myself. I took a few deep breaths. Then I knocked on the door. I willed my hands to stop shaking.

The door opened to Jen's pretty face. "Hi," she said smiling at me.

"Hi," I said back.

She took my arm and guided me into the room. "You're out of breath."

"A little," I said. "Where's Jamie?"

"He went to buy condoms," Jen said. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed.

I pulled away, alarmed. "Jen, he used condoms last night right?"

"Yeah baby, he just forgot to bring them," she assured me. We kissed again.

She grinned at me mischievously. "What did you think of my little act with Ben and Stu?"

"Incredible!" I gushed.

"See, this is fun," she giggled smiling into my eyes. She leaned into me and said, "It wasn't all an act. I like making you jealous." As she said that she teasingly ran her fingernail down my chest.

I smiled at her. She was incredible! God I loved her!

I thought of something and said "I thought Jamie didn't want his co-workers to know you're married?"

"Dating a married girl is one thing," Jen said. "Dating a single girl whose keeping her options open is another.'

"Oh okay, I think I get it," I said.

She held up her ring-less left hand. "Until a man puts a ring on my finger I'm a free agent."

"I HAVE put a ring on your finger," I told her.

Still holding her left hand up, she playfully taunted me. "Do you see a ring?" She smiled teasingly at me. "Tonight I belong to Jamie. And he's gonna try to make me forget all about that Mike guy in New York."

"Is it gonna work?"

"It might, Jamie's really good in bed," she said still wearing that teasing, taunting smile. "At least for a little while."

I swear she was going to make me cum in my pants! She knew it too. She hooked her arm in mine and led me into the room. "Sit there cucky," she said motioning to a chair next to the bed.

Jamie got back a few minutes later. He frowned seeing me.

Jen immediately went to him. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him. He still wore the frown. "Mike, can you give us a minute alone?" she said to me. I got up and walked to the door. "I'll text you Mike," she said.

I figured it would be longer than a minute. I went down to the Rose Bar. Karl was there.

"Hey man, party break up?" he asked me.

"Still going," I said. "That crowd's a little young for me."

"Mike, age is just a state of mind. If you think you're old, you are," Karl said like an ass. "What can I get you?"

I looked at the drink list. The Rose Bar had things like a Peach Prosecco, a Belvedere Citrus, a Grey Goose Cherry Noir. WTF? I tossed down the list. "Karl, you got any single malt scotch?"

Karl laughed. "You bet buddy," he said. He poured Highland Park over a single square ice cube. The bar was surprisingly empty. He poured himself one too.

"That Jen is really hot, huh?" Karl said. "Small tits but what an ass! Pretty face too. I see a lot of pretty girls here, but she's something! I'd love to stick my cock down her throat!"

Talking about Jen got me hot. Hoping he'd say more I clinked his glass and said "I wouldn't mind some of that too!"

"You're married though right?" he said motioning to my wedding ring.

I shrugged. Still playing I said "I'd cheat on my wife to fuck a girl like Jen."

Karl laughed. "You're my kind of asshole!" he said clinking my glass. He shook his head. "Man Jamie is a lucky fuck!"

"They left the party before me," I said.

"So he's probably fucking her right now," Karl lamented.

"Probably," I said. Of course, I knew he was doing exactly that!

Just then my iPhone buzzed. It was a text from Jen: "You can come back now."

"I've got to go," I told Karl.

"Okay buddy," he said. "Here, let me top you off." He poured more Highland Park into my glass.

I nodded appreciatively at him and walked back to Room 307.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Consequences Pt. 11

[Author's Note: There's a wedding ring scene in this chapter that was inspired by JayCuck's story, "The One Less Traveled." JC gave me permission to use that element in my story. I highly recommend "The One Less Traveled" if you like cuckold or interracial stories. You'll root for Nick, be captivated and frustrated by Nicole, really hate Collin, and wonder what the heck is going on with a few other characters like that pretty bartender, Collin's lawyer and Cynthia.]

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A few minutes later I knocked on Room 307. The door cracked open. I saw Jen's pretty face. The rest of her was hidden by the door.

"Hey," she said to me.

For a moment I thought she was going to tell me she wanted to spend the night alone with Jamie. I hesitantly said "Can I come in?"

"Of course baby," she said. She glanced down the hall. She whispered, "I don't have any clothes on, is anyone there?"

I looked back and forth. "The hallway's empty."

She opened the door enough for me to step in. She was naked, except for her high heels. She looked amazing!

Her face was flushed and her makeup was gone. Clearly they'd been making out. I glanced down at her pussy. The lips were wet with excitement but not red or puffy. They hadn't fucked yet.

"Sorry about that," she whispered rubbing my chest. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I got a drink at the Rose Bar," I whispered back. "Karl was bartending."

She smiled and rolled her eyes. "What an ass."

"Yeah," I agreed. "I want to talk to you later about him."

Jen tilted her head. "Okay," she said looking at me. She glanced behind at Jamie. She whispered, "He got kinda freaked out but he's better now. Why don't you sit back down?"

I sat back down in the chair as Jen got back in bed with Jamie. "Hey baby," she said moving into his arms. He was naked too. She wrapped her arms around his neck and they kissed.

Soon they were seriously making out and fondling. Jamie moved his hand down her body. She grunted and moaned as he fingered her pussy.

"Wait, wait," she panted, gripping his hand to make him stop. She brought his hand up to her lips and kissed his hand.

"I wanna make you feel good babe," Jamie said.

"You do make me feel good," she said wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him again. "I wanna make you feel good first."

She slowly kissed down his body, her lips and finger tips tracing along the impressive muscles of his well-defined chest. She lingered over his stomach, her finger tips tracing along the ridges of his six pack.

"Feels good babe," Jamie moaned.

"Yeah?" Jen said through heavy lidded eyes, her tussled blonde hair falling over her pretty face. She definitely had her cum face on!

She moved her head to just above his very impressive cock. She glanced at me. With her hand she brushed her long blonde hair to the other side of her face, giving me an unobstructed view. Then she lowered her head and put him into her mouth.

Jamie rolled his head back as Jen took him into her mouth. He was so thick she had to open her mouth wide to take him in. He was so long most of his shaft remained outside her mouth.

She raised her head, her eyes filled with lust. Holding his shaft with both hands, she looked at him and said "Your cock is incredible."

She looked at me and said "Mike, his cock is freaking amazing."

She lowered her head again. This time her long blonde hair dbangd over his lap like a tent, obscuring my view. "Jen ..." I whispered in an excited hoarse voice.

She glanced at me. I guess she realized the problem when she couldn't see me clearly through her tussled hair. "Sorry," she murmured, throwing her hair to the other side of her face. Then she went back to work on him. He moaned as she sucked his cockhead and caressed the underside of his balls with her fingertips.

She raised her head, her eyes not leaving his cock. She licked his shaft up and down and then stroked him with her hands. As if not satisfied with the amount of lubrication, she swirled her tongue in her mouth. After a few moments she lowered her head again, stopping with her lips just inches from his cockhead.

Then she opened her mouth. A large dollop of spit fell from her mouth onto his cockhead. Thin trails of saliva stretched from her lips to the spit on his cockhead. With her tongue she swirled the saliva trails around Jamie's thick shaft.

I'd never seen anything so hot! At that moment I loved her so much! You have to imagine - Jen, with her youthful Cover Girl pretty face, so innocent with her blue eyes and blonde hair, letting a glob of spit fall from her pretty mouth to Jamie's huge menacing cock. It was fucking amazing! She was such a sexy naughty girl, and she was mine!

Starting at his cockhead, Jen wrapped her fingers around Jamie's cock and ran her hands down his shaft, one hand on top of the other, lubricating his shaft with her spit. Jamie groaned as she stroked him.

Jen swallowed his cock again. She bobbed her face up and down on him. Her hands stroked the parts of his thick shaft her lips couldn't touch, which was most of it.

She bobbed up and down, up and down, her hands in sync with her mouth. Her long blonde hair splayed up and down in sync with her face.

Jamie's jaw clenched, his hands clutching the sheets. "I'm gonna fucking cum!" he warned.

"Go ahead baby," she urged him looking at him with lust filled eyes. "I want you to cum in my mouth."

Jen bobbed faster on his cock. Within moments Jamie grunted, his hands going to the back of Jen's head, his fingers lacing in her blonde hair. He threw his head back with a loud moan. This back arched and his hips jerked violently. He was cumming!

Jen's cheeks ballooned and I knew he was ejaculating into her mouth. I knew he was cumming a lot by how big her cheeks got. Then from her throat I knew she was swallowing his cum. It seemed to take forever before she finally finished swallowing and her cheeks returned to normal.

Jamie collapsed against the headboard. "God that was fucking incredible!" he gushed. Jen gave him a lopsided smile.

Jamie looked at me as if realizing I was still there. His smile was replaced by a frown.

Jen followed Jamie's eyes and looked at me too. We momentarily locked eyes. Then she looked back at Jamie. His frown grew darker and more insistent.

Jen seemed to sigh. She got up and walked to me. Her nipples were rock hard and her face flushed. I could tell she was beyond turned on.

She straddled my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. "Hi," she said.

"Hi," I said back putting my arms around her waist.

Then without any warning, like an impulse, she pressed her lips against mine and gave me a sloppy wet open mouth kiss. Desiring contact with her, I kissed her back hard. She pushed her soft tongue into my mouth. I tasted the lingering male mustiness of Jamie's cum in her mouth as we kissed.

She pulled away, leaving me panting and practically begging for more. "Mike, Jamie's not comfortable with you here," she said. "Would you mind leaving?"

"Are you serious?" I said shocked.

"Yes," she said with finality. She rubbed my chest to take the sting out of it. She whispered "I'll work this out with him, I promise."

I glared at her but she didn't waver. For a moment we were at an impasse. But I knew the rules going in. She was with him this weekend, not me.

"Okay," I finally agreed.

She ushered me out the room. Outside their room I looked back and we locked eyes. I must have looked pathetic, like a lost puppy dog.

There was lust on her face, in her eyes. She desperately wanted to get back to Jamie, his body, his cock. She desperately wanted his cock inside her. I knew that look. She was out of control, in lust with him.

"I'll make it up to you Mike, I promise," she whispered. Then she closed the door.

For a long time I couldn't move. I just stood there, looking at the 307 on the door.

Finally I moved. But it was hard. I felt lost, cut off. Just a moment ago I'd been watching the hottest thing I'd ever seen. Yes, it'd been my wife with another man, but I'd been a part of it. I'd been with her, sharing her excitement and pleasure. Now? Now I was in an empty, sterile hotel hallway. And my wife ... the love of my life ... my soul mate - had thrown me out.

I needed a drink. I couldn't face Karl so the Rose Bar was out. I didn't want to risk running into Jasmine Kelly again at the roof top club (in my current lustful state I didn't trust my body around her). In a stupor I walked to Aromas.

The tables outside were taken or reserved. For some reason at that moment, sitting outside at a table, sipping scotch and watching people walk by, was really important to me. Like a lifeline, something to take my mind off Jen. I found Max, my waiter from last night. I gave him $100 to let me sit outside. I guess he saw how pathetic I looked. How lost I was.

"Are you okay Mike?" Max asked.

"No," I said simply.

Max sat me down at a table outside. He stuffed the $100 dollar bill back in my pocket.

I drank scotch. Max repeatedly asked me if I wanted something to eat. I shook my head. I wasn't hungry. He brought me some bread, cheese and bar nuts (on the house) and wouldn't leave until I ate some. Whatever. I took a few bites.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Delano," I managed to say.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Whatever!" he said angrily and left.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Wanna get some food?"

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

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

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

"Oh Mike ..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

"So you picked him over me."

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

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

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

"You told me to leave."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I grinned back at her. "You bitch!"

She laughed. "I know you love it!"

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

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

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

"Okay," I said.

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

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

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

"You feel loose," I said.

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

"You feel incredible!" I gushed.

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

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

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

"How many times has he made you cum?"

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

"You think?"

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

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

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

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

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

"Really?"

"Yeah."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"How'd you get away?"

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

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"I'm surprise Jamie didn't want to go with you."

"He did but I told him no." She leaned into me. "This is our time baby."

We found a little café and sat outside. The sun was glorious but it wasn't too hot.

Jen reached into her purse and took out her engagement and wedding rings. She put them on, making sure I saw her do it. Seeing the rings on her left hand again made me feel better.

"We have to talk about the wedding ring issue," I told her.

"I know," she said squeezing my hand. "But not today, okay?"

Fine, we'll talk about it later. But she was MY wife, and she WAS going to wear her wedding rings. Fuck her "I control who and when." I was her husband. I went along with it yesterday. But at the end of the day she was my wife, she did what I said. If Jamie had a problem with that, she could find herself another #2 boyfriend.

Sensing my mood, she squeezed my hand again and said "Mike, we'll work it out I promise. But can I ask you something? And you have to tell the truth. Doesn't this whole weekend turn you on? I mean, me being Jamie's girlfriend around all his friends, and you watching all that? Don't lie, I know it gets you hot."

She was right. All this DID turn me on. I couldn't help grinning. "How do you know me so well?"

She laughed. "Mike, we've been playing the game since college. I think I know you by now. I know what turns you on."

We grinned at each other. God I loved this girl!

We ordered lunch. No alcohol, they'd be enough of that tonight.

"Can I ask you something?" I said. "In the room you said the game won't last forever. Are you thinking about stopping?"

"Yeah, I am thinking about stopping," Jen said. "It's a dangerous game Mike. Exciting but dangerous. I don't want anything to happen to us. I don't want to lose you."

"I don't want to lose you either Jen," I said. "I love you more than anything in the world." We squeezed our hands together. "Have you thought about when you want to stop?"

It didn't surprise me when she nodded "Yes." Lately she'd been a step or two ahead of me on the game.

"I think we should stop after your third wish," she announced. "We'll do your third wish and then that's it."

"I better make them good wishes," I joked.

"Your first wish was pretty intense," she said. We both laughed.

"What do you think?" she asked.

I wasn't sure. I really liked the game. Craved it. Yes it was risky and dangerous, but that just added to the excitement.

Jen read my mind. "I'll still keep it exciting for you baby. I'll dress sexy and flirt with other guys. I'll be your hotwife. But in bed it'll just be you and me." She laughed. "Don't worry baby, I can keep you wrapped around my little finger without fucking other guys, trust me."

We grinned at each other.

"Will you be happy though?" I asked. "I can't keep you satisfied."

She gripped my hands. Her eyes bored into mine. "Mike, you are more than enough man for me. Just you. I don't need anybody else. Baby, you don't realize how great a catch you are. And it's not all the money you make either so don't go there."

"Okay," I said not able to stop grinning at her.

"Baby, there's one more thing," she said.

"What?"

"After we finish your third wish and stop playing the game ..." she began. She hesitated, as if figuring out how to say what she wanted to say. She carefully said "After we stop playing the game, I want to be a mommy."

I looked at her for long moments. She hadn't said "After we stop playing the game I want to start trying to have a baby." She hadn't said "After I stop fucking guys I want you to get me pregnant."

No, she'd left open who'd get her pregnant.

The dizziness returned. This time it was because of lust not alcohol. I guess Jen noticed. She said "Are you okay Mike?"

"Yeah I'm okay."

"What do you think about what I said?" she asked studying my face.

I paused, then said "... I think it's a good idea."

She kept studying my face. "Great," she said. "Let's talk about it more later."

"Yeah ... later," I said my throat dry.

She looked at her watch. "I probably should get back," she said.

"Yeah, you still have time for some afternoon sex," I said.

She looked worriedly at me, but then she realized my voice had been playful and there was excitement in my eyes. "I'm sure he'll want some of that," she said with the same playful tone as me, and we smiled at each other.

"Go ahead and take your rings off honey," I said. "We'll talk about it when we get home."

She smiled and leaned into me. "Thanks baby," she said giving me a kiss. She took off her rings and put them in her purse.

I walked her back to the Delano. We decided to part a few blocks away. "What's the plan for tonight?"

"I don't know, I'll text you," she said.

"Okay."

She squeezed my hand briefly and then walked alone the last few blocks to the Delano.

I had time to kill so I walked around South Beach. There were a lot of really expensive boutiques and I window shopped. There was a whole block of jewelry stores and as I looked into the display windows I thought about the wedding ring issue. I realized Jen's wedding rings weren't just an issue with Jamie. They might be an issue with playing out my last 2 wishes. I knew what I wanted with my second wish. It might take some effort to convince Jen, but she'd said she'd do anything I wanted.

I didn't have all the details of my third wish, but I knew what I wanted to do. At least I thought I did, as long as I didn't chicken out. The fact we'd stop playing the game after my third wish made my idea make even more sense to me. I though Jen would agree (eventually!) but I wasn't sure.

I looked at the wedding rings in the display windows, thinking about our wedding ring dilemma. There were other rings in the displays too.

Then it came to me! I knew what to do!

I went into the Tiffany's. Jen loved their jewelry. She always said "I love the little blue boxes."

I was greeted by a pretty bubbly brunette. She looked to be in her 40s. She had a great Miami tan. "Looking for anything special?" she asked with a smile.

"I am," I said. "I'm looking for a ring for my wife. I don't want a ring that looks like an engagement ring or a wedding ring."

"I think we can help you," she said. "What price range were you considering?"

"Price isn't an object," I said. "Show me your nicest rings." It was fun being a big shot now and then.

She got her keys out and opened a cabinet. She took out two trays full of rings. She started describing them to me. They were all ho-hum to me, and I started wondering if this was a good idea.

I looked up. On the wall was a locked glass case. Inside was a single ring. I walked over to it. It really caught my attention. It was silver, and I found out later it was made out of platinum. It was thin yet had an intricate weave pattern. I'd never seen anything like it. The pattern was so delicate yet extremely detailed. The more I looked at it, the more I saw in it. I had a hard time taking my eyes off it.

"What's the story on this ring?" I asked.

Her eyes lit up. "Oh, that's a Sophia!" she said excitedly.

"A what?"

"Sophia Dakati, the ring designer," she said.

"There are ring designers?" I asked stupidly.

She couldn't help smiling, but it was a friendly smile. "Yes, and Sophia is highly regarded. You can always tell a Sophia by the weave pattern. Each one is unique, but they all have that distinctive Sophia intricacy."

"Yeah I get that," I said continuing to study the ring. I know this is going to sound geeky, but I saw mathematical progressions in the ring. In fact, the ring reminded me of that painting Jen did in college.

I realized the saleswoman was still talking. I tried to tune into what she was saying.

"Sophia's are relatively rare," she said. "They're highly sought after. In fact, this is the first Sophia we've had in the store this year. We just received it yesterday. It'll probably sell this weekend."

"It's beautiful, but why so rare?" I asked. "Can't Sophia just make more?"

"Sophia died over 100 years ago," she said.

"Oh," I said. "So, ah, how much is it?"

She looked apologetic. "It's $45,000."

"That much?!" I said shocked. "It doesn't have any diamonds!"

She shrugged. "It's a Sophia."

I hurried back to the Delano. I wanted to talk to Jen before things started up tonight. While in Tiffany's she'd texted me: "We're at the pool."

I went up to my room and quickly changed into a bathing suit and t-shirt. I went down to the pool. I saw Jamie's friends but not Jamie or Jen.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Did Jamie just fuck you?" I asked.

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

"Did he make you cum on his cock?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Of course I will baby," she said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What are your plans?" I asked.

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

"Okay, just let me know."

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

"Okay," I agreed reluctantly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was Jasmine Kelly.

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

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

"No Jasmine."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She was glaring at me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"The what?"

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

"What Sapphire privacy issue?" she asked.

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

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

"You've been so busy -."

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

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

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

"No Jen -."

"Did you do ANYTHING with her?!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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"I know you do," I said pulling her into my arms. This time she didn't push me away. "You're right, I should have told you about Jasmine and Tara. I'm sorry. I'll tell you next time, okay? But nothing happened. When Tara kissed me I kissed her back, I admit it. But it was only for a second. If you saw you know this. And I only did it because you got me so hot. Baby you're the only girl I want. It's been that way since the moment I saw you back in college. I swear Jen, I only want you."

I hugged her tight. As I did my hard-on pressed against her stomach. You have to realize, she'd been screaming at me in a tiny string bikini and high heels. Despite our argument I couldn't help getting hot for her.

She reached between our bodies and rubbed my erection. She helped me pulled off my shirt and then she got on her knees, pulling my bathing suit down. She wrapped her hand around my hard cock. "This is mine," she said. She looked at me. "Got that mister?" Then she took me into her mouth.

She went down on me until I was close to cumming. She pushed me onto my back and straddled my hips. She guided me into her, not bothering with a condom this time. She looked into my eyes as she rode me. "You belong to me," she said.

"I'm cumming," I warned.

"I want you to cum in me this time," she said.

"No Jen, you're not protected and I want to be safe," I insisted.

There was a flash of disappointment in her eyes, but at the last moment Jen pulled off and finished me in her mouth.

Afterwards I wanted to go down on her to make her cum. But she didn't want to. She just wanted to snuggle in my arms.

Her head was on my chest. She had her leg thrown over mind. I was absent-mindedly stroking her blonde hair.

"Baby?" she said in a soft voice.

"Yeah?"

"You know how I said you can be with another girl?" she said. "I really don't want you to do that. I know it's unfair -."

"That's okay baby, I only want you," I assured her. "Thanks for tell me that. It means you care about me." I laughed. "I like being your bubble boy."

When she'd ridden me they'd been love in her eyes but no passion. So different from when she was with Jamie.

"It's not too late, you can still hook up with Jamie," I said.

"I doubt it, he's pretty mad at me," she said. "He's probably with another girl by now." She paused then said, "Mike what's the Sapphire privacy issue?"

"You know how we're doing a new version of Sapphire that anyone can invest in?" I said.

"Yeah," Jen said. "You told me there was some loss of privacy, but the transparency more than justified it."

"Yeah, but the government's been asking for code modifications," I said. "It's not clear yet, but I think they're modifying Sapphire so it can be applied to a lot of things. Like tracking people on the web. It's pretty scary."

"Well ... can't you just cancel the project?" she asked.

"The other partners don't want to cancel. All they care about is the money. Anyway, it's too late, the government has the source code," I said. "Jen, lately I've been thinking about quitting. We have a lot of money. I think this is a good time. I don't want to be part of what the government is doing."

"I'm good with that honey, but what're you gonna do?" she asked. "You're kinda young to retire."

"I'll take care of you," I said brightly. "I'll stay home and take care of our baby when you're at work. I figure you're not the stay at home mom type."

"Um, no," she said with a laugh. She gave me a crooked grin. "Kinda hard to have a baby if you never cum in me."

There it was, the 800 lb. elephant again. I said "I've been thinking -."

She cut me off by putting a finger on my lips. "Not now honey," she said. "I shouldn't have brought it up. I'm not ready to talk about it."

"Okay," I said, part relieved, part disappointed. Thinking about it got me hot. "Sure you don't want to see Jamie tonight?"

She leaned on her elbows and looked at me. "You want me to, don't you?" she said with a laugh.

"I bet you want to too," I said. "You're really into him."

"He's kinda young, but I like him." She laughed. "I feel like such a cougar!"

"You look good together, I like seeing you with him," I said my excitement growing. "When are you going to see him again?"

"I was thinking about a month," she said. "We have meetings in Atlanta again then." She looked at me. "I'll probably come down alone. Give Jamie a chance to get used to you there."

"Okay," I said.

She smiled at me. "Does that turn you on, me spending the weekend alone with Jamie?"

"Yeah," I said. "I'll be lonely but excited too. You know how I get."

"I'll try not to fall too much in love with him," she said with a teasing smile.

"You're such a bitch!" I said smiling into her eyes.

She giggled.

"When will you see Alec again?" I asked.

"A couple weeks I think," she said. "I have meetings in Spain, I'll see him after."

"Can I meet you there?" I asked.

"Let me check with Alec but I think so," she said. "He doesn't care if you watch, he thinks it's kinda cool. Kinky cool."

"It's not just the sex," I said. "I like watching you interact with your boyfriends."

"I know Mike, by now I get you," she said with a laugh.

"Who do you like more, Alec or Jamie?" I asked.

"It's not like that," she said. "I like them differently, just like you're different from them."

"You seem happier lately," I said.

"Do I?" she said with a laugh. "I guess it's all that new relationship energy. You know I love that."

"Yeah, that's a big part of why you like the game."

She grinned at me. "You get me too." She shrugged. "New romance is exciting."

"So I think you should call Jamie," I said. "You can win him away from whatever girl he's with."

"Oh I'm sure I can get him back, as long as he's not with Margot Robbie or a super hot chick like that." She laughed.

"You're super hot," I said grinning. "Go ahead, call him."

"You're so bad."

"Come on, I want you to," I said. "You promised I'd see you with him tonight."

"You want me to huh?" she said. "You know if I go back I'm his, right?" she said with a teasing smile. "Right now I'm yours again. But if I go back I'm his until tomorrow. Is that what you want?"

"You won't sleep with me tonight?"

"I'd probably sleep with him. I don't want to jerk his chain, I've already left him twice today."

"Twice?"

"Once in the morning to take care of you, and now," she said.

"Oh," I said. "I thought this morning was my time."

"No Mike," she corrected me gently. "I'm with Jamie this weekend, remember? Or I was. I stopped by to check up on you but I planned to go back to campus and watch his lacrosse practice."

"Oh. Sorry," I said.

"That's okay," she said. In a playful, half serious chastising voice she said "Next time don't drink so much or I won't bring you with me. Jamie was mad this morning. He was even madder this afternoon. I don't love him Mike but I do care for him. I don't want to jerk him around like that. How would you feel?"

"I get it, I'm sorry," I said.

"Don't apologize, it's not your fault. It's Jamie's fault for not letting you stay last night. I'm just saying, if I go to Jamie now I'll probably stay with him the night."

"I know, I get it," I said. "But you need to understand, I can't control if Jasmine comes up and talks to me. She's working on this story and sees me as a source."

"She sees you as a lot more than a source, believe me Mike," Jen snapped back. She closed her eyes, visually trying to calm herself. "Are you serious about me and Jamie tonight? Because I WOULD like to spend time with him to make up for today."

"Yeah I want you to see him," I said, my little head talking for my big head.

"Okay ... then can you avoid Jasmine tonight? I'm your wife. If she wants to talk to you I want to be there."

"Yeah, fine," I said. I had no desire to see Jasmine anyway.

"Okay then," she said. "I'll go see Jamie now." She gave me a quick kiss. "I'll call you after dinner."

"I thought he was with another girl," I said.

"He's not with another girl," she laughed holding up her iPhone. "He's texted me like 100 times."

I promised myself not to drink too much, and definitely no cigars. I was hungry though so I went to Aromas. As soon as I arrived Max tried to give me back the money from the morning. I realized I must have given him about $5000. I insisted he keep the money. I might be hurt or even dead if not for him. It turns out Max and his family escaped from Cuba and they own the restaurant! Max introduced me to his parents (his dad is the chef and his mom runs the front of the restaurant) and his two kid sisters. I immediately became part of the family and the outside table became mine whenever I wanted it!

I allowed myself a scotch. I slowly sipped it as I played back the day. God, so much had happened! What was clear to me though, was this was no casual "fuck buddy" relationship between Jen and Jamie. Jen cared for Jamie. Although that made sense. With Jen she couldn't have just a physical relationship. Eventually with a lover she would care for him.

Jamie was more of a risk than Alec. Alec was married and separated by an ocean. Jamie was young, unattached, and clearly infatuated with my wife. So why did I send her back into his arms?

I knew why. Because it got my cock hard. And for some reason - for some bizarre, demented reason - the possibility of Jen falling in love with another guy turned me on so much.

I people watched as I nursed my scotch. It was dark now but the street lights provided more than enough light to see all the beautiful people walking by. I suddenly clenched my glass when I saw Jamie and Jen walking across the street.

They were with a group of people, both guys and girls. Clearly when Jamie said he wanted to have dinner alone with Jen, he didn't mean alone-alone, he just didn't want me there.

Jen was talking and laughing with Jamie, playfully bumping into him as they walked. She held his hand. More than once he leaned down and they kissed. Not a passionate kiss. More like the familiar affectionate kiss of a boyfriend and girlfriend.

Jamie and some of his buddies went into a liquor store, I guess to buy some beer. The rest of the group (including Jen) crossed the street. There was no way she could miss seeing me, and she did see me.

"Oh hi," she said stopping in front of my table. "Mike right?"

"Yeah, hi," I said. I got up and she let me kiss her cheek, like casual acquaintances.

Jen introduced me around. The other people were Jamie's lacrosse team and their girlfriends.

Jamie showed up a moment later, carrying a case of beer. His buddies were carrying beer too. His smile disappeared when he saw me.

"Having a party?" I asked Jamie.

He nodded but didn't say anything. I saw anger, annoyance and impatience in his face. I guess he wanted Jen all to himself tonight and didn't like the prospect of me going to their party.

Jen sensed it too. She leaned into him. "Let's go baby," she said soothingly to him, rubbing his arm. She held his hand as they walked away, whispering into his ear. She glanced back at me. I smiled at her telling her I was okay. She smiled back at me.

I loved the game but often it was hard. It used to be "baby" was her affectionate pet name for me. I started calling her that too. Way back, I got upset when she called Ricky "baby;" that name was supposed to be reserved for just me! But I'd gotten over that. Jen used "baby" for guys she was romantically involved with, that was just the pet name she used like "honey." It still hurt. That how it was playing this game though. It was thrilling but it hurt too. I had to deal with it.

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I looked straight ahead, trying to calm myself. Jen had said earlier to just enjoy myself. I tried to do that, to focus on the delicious hurt of my wife cuckolding me.

A few minutes later my phone buzzed. It was a text from Jen. It said "B patient. L, J"

I wanted another scotch but I told myself no. I paid the bill, got a hug from Max and his family, then went back to the Delano. I didn't go up to the roof top, not wanting to risk running into Jasmine.

I went back to my room. I laid down on the bed and closed my eyes.

I woke up with a start. I groggily looked at the clock. It was 2 am, I'd slept for over 3 hours! I frantically looked for my phone. Jen had sent a text almost 90 minutes ago. It said "Meet us in Room 307."

Fuck! I ran down to room 307. They'd propped the door slightly open. I walked in.

They were in bed, under the covers. Jamie's arm was possessively around her. She was on her side, her head on his chest, snuggled into his arm. He was stroking her blonde hair. She looked asleep.

"Get the fuck out of my room man," Jamie whispered irritably. I stood a moment longer looking at the girl I loved sleeping in another man's arms. Then I left.

How could I have overslept? And why didn't Jen call instead of just texting?

Disheartened I went back to my room and got into bed. I laid down but couldn't sleep. Why hadn't Jen called? The ring would have woken me up. Maybe that was the plan. Jen promised to let me watch, but clearly Jamie didn't want me there. She solved the problem by texting me hoping I'd fallen asleep.

I shook my head. The highs and lows of my cuckold fantasy were so hard to take sometimes.

A little while later, to my surprise, the door opened. My heart leaped seeing it was Jen!

"Hey baby," she said sleepily, seeing me awake. She quickly undressed and slid into bed next to me.

"What happened to you?" she asked. "You missed all the fun."

"I fell asleep," I said. "Why didn't you call me?"

"I did," she said snuggling into my arms.

I checked my phone. Fuck! At some point I'd accidentally switched it to mute.

Okay, it was my fault but I was still annoyed and hurt. I said sarcastically "I thought you were going to spend the night with him."

"Yeah," she said sleepily not hearing the sarcasm. She snuggled deeper into my arms. "I missed you baby."

There it was. Just like that, my whole outlook changed. I went from low to high. I held her tight as she fell asleep in my arms.

When I opened my eyes the next morning Jen was looking at me.

"Hi," she said with a smile.

"Hi," I said back. "How do you feel?"

"A little hung over. I'll be okay," she said. "I just drank water and took 2 Advil. When's our plane?"

"3:30," I said. I looked at the clock. It was 9am. We had lots of time. "You're not traveling this week, right?"

"Nope, I'm home all week," she said. She snuggled into me tighter. "I can't wait for Memphis to be over. Too much away from you."

"Is that why you didn't sleep with Jamie?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said. "I was worried about you when you didn't show."

"I fell asleep," I said.

"Yeah, you told me," she said. "Weren't out with Jasmine?"

"Jen, come on -."

"I'm just teasing," she said smiling.

"Jen can we talk about Jamie?" I asked. "He's a real ass."

"I know he's an ass," she laughed. "He plays lacrosse, what did you expect?" She got up and looked at me. "I told him he has to get over this thing about you being there, or else we're history."

"Thanks" I said. That made me feel a lot better.

"I'm not saying you would've gone to the party last night," she said. "Believe me, you would've hated it."

"Why?"

"You know, a bunch of people - what do you call them, "populars"? - a bunch of populars drinking and smoking weed and trying to one up the next guy. I told you, playing the game is work sometimes."

"Yeah," I said. "You smoked last night?"

"Just a little baby," she said giving me a kiss.

"I never want you to do anything stronger than marijuana," I told her.

"Don't worry Mike, those days are long over," she said giving me another kiss. She stroked my hair. "Baby, is this working for you?"

I told her the truth. "It's really exciting. Sometimes it's hard but as long as you come back to me it's worth it."

"I'll always come back to you baby," she said wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me.

"Is it working for you?" I asked.

She nodded. "Yeah," she said. "You know me, I like the romance and excitement of a new relationship. I like being with the guy all the other girls want." She looked into my eyes. "But I know Jamie's a player and the only reason it's fun is because I have you."

We kissed. "Why don't we go to the beach for a while?" I suggested. "Just you and me."

"That sounds good baby," she said smiling into my eyes.

Her phone rang. She looked at the caller ID. She got out of bed, brushed her hair behind her ear and answered the phone. "Hey," she said in a soft voice. She mouthed "Jamie" to me.

"Yeah I had fun too," she said smiling. She laughed at something he said. "No, I do think your friends are fun. Okay, maybe not Biff so much. I mean seriously, who names their son Biff?" Jen laughed into the phone, looking at me. She sat on the bed and played with my hair as she talked to her boyfriend. "Lexi said what? I'm old? Tell her she may be younger than me but her tits sag. Yes, I want you to tell her that."

Jamie said something and she laughed. "Yes, he's right here. Yeah you were an ass. Okay, wait." She covered the phone and whispered to me "Jamie says he's sorry about last night, he was drunk."

I shrugged. She gave me a quick kiss. Then she said into the phone, "I think you're gonna have to do better than that." She laughed at Jamie's response.

Getting annoyed, I gave Jen an irritated "how much longer are you going to talk to him" look. She held up one finger - one more minute.

"No, I don't think I'm going to do that," she said with a laugh. "No not happening." She laughed again. "Seriously? No, I'm not going to ask him that." She laughed. "Forget it, no."

I knew they were talking about me. "Ask me what Jen?" I snapped getting more annoyed.

Jen laughed again into the phone. She finally looked at me smiling. "Jamie said since you fell asleep last night we can give you a show right now."

"Fine, invite him over," I said angrily.

"Mike I'm just joking," she said still smiling.

"He's not joking," I said angrily. "Go ahead, invite him over, I wanna see him fuck you!"

Jen's smile disappeared. "Mike, come on," she said rubbing my arm.

"Invite him over, I wanna see you get fucked!" I said hurt and angry. I yanked the phone from her hand. "Come on over Jamie, I wanna watch you fuck her!"

Jen gave me a "really?" look. She took the phone back. "Forget it Jamie," she said tersely. "No forget it. I'll call you this week. Yeah. Bye."

She scowled at me. "You know Mike, sometimes you can be a real shit." She went into the bathroom. When she came out, she'd brushed her hair and put on a little make up and lipstick. She opened her suitcase and pulled out a fresh bikini. I hadn't noticed but she must have brought her suitcase with her from Jamie's room last night.

Holding the bikini in her hand, she leaned into me, pressing her sexy flat stomach against my cheek. "Come on, get ready, I wanna go to the beach," she said in a soft voice.

Feeling like a jerk I went into the bathroom to clean up. When I came out she was in the string bikini. It was even more revealing than the one yesterday, if that was possible. She also wore high heels. Before I could say anything she said "I'm wearing this for you, not anyone else."

We walked towards the elevator. She stopped and warily said "I should go down first."

I nodded. She kissed me and said "I'll meet you at the beach.'

I waited a few minutes and then followed her down. This was all fucked up. I liked the Delano, but the next time we'd have to stay somewhere else. I scoffed. I knew they'd be a "next time" because Jen was so into Jamie.

Thankfully the beach was mostly empty on this Sunday morning. We sat in cushioned lounge chairs under a big umbrella and ordered fruit, bagels, orange juice and coffee for breakfast.

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After eating Jen got on her stomach. "Put lotion on me baby," she said. I got down on my knees in the sand beside her. She turned her head and looked at me. "Undo the strings first okay?"

I pulled the strings at her neck and back. My cock stiffened looking at her bare backside. I warmed lotion in my hands and rubbed her back. Then I rubbed lotion up and down her long shapely legs. As I did she parted her legs slightly letting me rub lotion up and down her inner thighs.

I knew what she was doing. She was using her body - and my addiction to her body - to calm me down. She knew how gorgeous she was. She'd done this all her life, used her pretty face and incredible body to get her man's head in the right place.

It worked too. Even though I knew what she was doing, it worked.

"Thanks baby," she said when I finished and sat back down. "Move closer okay?"

I moved my chair closer. Now our chairs were just inches apart, so our heads were just inches apart. She surprised me when she asked "Why didn't you tell me about the Sapphire privacy thing?"

"It really just happened the last couple weeks," I said.

"Okay," she said. She seemed satisfied with that answer. "I was thinking about it last night. It's so wrong. Remember my presentation at Penn State? It's important to be honest with the customer, otherwise you lose him. The government isn't being honest with the public here."

"I know but ..."

Wait a minute.

What Jen said gave me an idea. Being honest with the public ...

"What're you thinking?" Jen asked me. "Mike, this is the government. You can't hack in like you did with FaceBook."

"I know that," I said trying to look innocent. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hack into Sapphire."

She studied me for a moment. I guess satisfied with my promise, she said "Can we talk about this morning?"

"Yeah," I said bracing myself. I'd been a jerk and now I was going to get it.

"I guess I don't understand why you're so threatened by Jamie," she said. "I mean, I get he's an ass. But you know the type of guy I'm attracted to. He's so young. You can't really think I might fall in love with him."

"I don't know Jen," I said. "You seem so into Jamie."

"Of course I'm into Jamie Mike," she said gently. "I'm into Alec too. It's like how I was into Ricky and Scott and Tom. I can't play the game with guys I'm not into. You get that, right?"

"Yeah, I get it," I admitted.

"I picked Jamie and Alec so you wouldn't feel threatened," she continued. "Jamie's young and Alec's married, and they don't live in New York. I'm trying Mike."

"I know you are, I'm sorry."

She gently said "You kinda ruin it when you get upset Mike. I spend all my time worrying about you. It takes the romance out of it."

She'd said it gently, but still her rebuke stung.

She reached back and re-tied the strings at her neck and back. She got up and squished herself onto my chair. "Scooch over you," she said playfully. Now we were lying down on our sides, our bodies pressed together, her face just inches from mine.

"You know I love you Mike, right?" she said softly, looking into my eyes. "You're the only man I'll ever love. But the game is not all about you. I need to get something out of it too. And you ruin it for me when you have meltdowns like this weekend."

"I can't stop getting jealous Jen. I can't stop getting upset."

"But you told me that's part of the excitement right?" she said.

"Yeah," I admitted.

"Remember yesterday I said I don't want you hooking up with another girl? And you said you liked hearing that?"

"Yeah," I said.

She affectionately ran her hand across my cheek. "I like it when you get upset and jealousy Mike," she said. "It means you love me, even though you share me with other men. When you stop getting jealous and upset, that's when I'll be worried."

I grinned. "Okay," I said, and kissed her.

"But baby ... you can't have a meltdown every time I talk on the phone with Alec. And you can't get falling down drunk when I'm out with him. You don't have any fun. And it ruins it for me."

"Okay, okay," I said with a kind of a "whatever" tone of voice. She was right and she was telling me all this nicely, but it still stung.

"Don't okay-okay me mister," she said putting her arms around my neck. "We're in this together. This is our game. Right?"

"Yeah," I said grinning at her.

In a playful childlike voice she said "So you better get better mister or next time you're staying home when I see my boyfriend." She emphasized "boyfriend" to make it clear that was my word, not hers.

"Ok, I will, I promise," I said, and this time I meant it.

"Okay," she said looking into my eyes. She kissed me. "I love you Mike."

"I love you too baby," I said kissing her back.

"So, when are you gonna tell me what your second and third wishes are?" she asked with a playful sparkle in her eyes.

"I'm still thinking about it," I said smiling back.

"Should I be worried?" she said looking worried (but playful).

"Probably," I said with a laugh. "You said you'd do anything right?"

"Yes," she said with a laugh. "So I guess I should be really worried." She got serious and looked into my eyes. "Remember, after your third wish we stop playing."

"Yeah," I agreed. I picked my next words carefully, wanting to test her. "By then you'll be pregnant."

She looked at me a long time before responding. Finally she said "Yeah, by then I'll be a mommy, or at least pregnant."

We were silent, contemplating what that meant. Finally she gave me a sexy smile. She ran her finger across my lips, and then pushed her finger into my mouth. I willingly took her finger into my mouth, licking her.

"Let's go back to the room Mike," she urged me. She had her cum face on. "I really want some of this."

"Yeah?" I said. I was already hard.

"Yeah," she said. "I really miss your tongue."

Later I took our bags down the street and hailed a cab. Jen stayed at the Delano to say goodbye to Jamie. A few minutes later she came down the street and got into the cab.

"Next time we should stay somewhere else," she said.

"Yeah, I think you're right," I agreed.

She slid close to me in the cab. She shifted the Sophia ring from her left hand to her right.

"You're wearing it?" I asked about the Sophia ring.

"Of course I am, I love it," she said.

Then she reached into her bag and took out her wedding and engagement rings. She put them back on her left hand. Afterwards she leaned into me and put her head on my shoulder. "I love you Mike," she said.

"I love you too baby," I said putting my arm around her.

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Consequences Pt. 12

Author's note: So I get a few emails between chapters. Here are a couple that show the diverse comments I get:

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> I almost didn't come on today and I would have missed you. Your stories turn me on so much. I mentioned in my last note that I took a few days and went to the beach just like Jen. I was a cougar and was fucked royally. Wish I could let my husband see, but he is not like Mike. I can't help myself, I need to show off, tease, and be wanton. Keep writing.

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> I look forward to the day that you die

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And this is a comment from Literotica on Pt. 11. Couldn't have put it better (thanks KS).

Yes, I Get It

04/26/14 By: KentuckySub

I get that you're bored with the story. So stop reading the stories.

I get that you think Mike is a wimp. So stop reading the stories.

I get that you think Jen is mean. So stop reading the stories.

I get that you think the whole thing is unfair. So stop reading the stories.

I get that you don't read the stories but just read the comments. (Yeah, right.) So stop reading the comments.

I get that you don't read the stories but rate them a 1 and post an asshole comment just to prove you're a dick. (Yeah, right. You're a liar and a dick.) So stop reading the stories.

I get that you have an incredibly violent imagination and want to see Mike take his revenge in some disgusting, horrible way that makes your psyche not only way more damaged than all us cucks but also truly something the authorities in your hometown should know about as well as anyone who might possibly ever conceive of dating you should you ever leave your mother's basement. So stop reading the stories.

I get that there are dozens, hundreds even, of other stories you could read here but that you feel compelled every single chapter to make sure that everyone knows you hate this story and couldn't possibly be reading them because they make you hard. But, please, just fucking stop fucking reading the fucking stories and let those of us enjoying these chapters of wonderful, loving cuckolding to play out however xleg wants them to.

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Now here's the next chapter:

Allie walked into Jen's office smiling like a Cheshire cat. "So how was South Beach?" she said. Her smile made it clear she was asking "how was your new boy toy Jamie?"

"Fine Allie," Jen said with a laugh. She motioned at the piles of Memphis files on her desk. "Let me catch up here and I'll give you all the scoop. How about lunch?"

Later at lunch Allie leaned over the table and asked "How's Jamie in bed? As good as Cancun?"

"Freaking awesome!" Jen said smiling delightedly. "He's 21 and can go forever!"

"Stop you're getting me hot!" Allie giggled fanning her face. "So you're having fun with this two boyfriend thing?"

"You're as bad as Mike, they're not boyfriends," Jen said with a laugh. "It's fun. It's not just the sex. I mean, that's a lot of it. It feels so bad being with a guy that young."

"I told you we were becoming cougars!" Allie laughed.

"I know," Jen said laughing back. "The romance part is fun too though. Jamie's always giving me these puppy dog goo-goo eyes. He gives me so much attention, it's fun."

"Like Bubble Boy doesn't look at you with goo-goo eyes?" Allie laughed sarcastically.

"I know, but it's different with a new relationship."

"Are you sure Jamie knows this is all a game?" Allie asked. "He's not going to pull a Tom and want you to leave Mike?"

"He's only 21 and he's a player, I don't think he wants to settle down," Jen said. "Anyway, if he ever says that I'll break it off right then. I've learned my lesson on that one."

Allie nodded approvingly. She asked, "So is bubble boy okay with it?"

"You know Mike, he has his ups and downs," Jen said. "He had a couple meltdowns but we talked about it."

Allie frowned. "Are you sure you know what you're doing? I don't need more drama of Mike going ape-shit-crazy and you balling your eyes out. There's only so much drama I can take a decade."

"I know what I'm doing Allie," Jen said.

"Jen it's happened more than once," Allie reminded her.

"I understand Mike better now," Jen said. "I understand me better now. Mike gets off on the lows as much as the highs. Trust me on this one. I just have to make sure the lows don't get too low."

"How do you do that?" Allie scoffed.

"We talk all the time Allie," Jen said. "All the time. More than we've ever talked before. And we hug and kiss. He's always holding my hand. It's so great. We're closer now than ever."

"So let me get this straight," Allie said sarcastically. "You getting your brains fucked out by men NOT your husband brings you and your husband closer?"

"I know it's crazy!" Jen said laughing. "But it's true. Allie, this is just a phase we're going through. We've already talked about stopping."

"When?"

"We're talking about having a baby," Jen said.

Allie immediately got serious, remembering Jen's miscarriage. "Oh that's good honey," she said squeezing her best friend's hand.

Allie saw something in Jen's face. She realized what it was. "You are NOT serious," Allie said, scowling at Jen.

"Don't look at me like that," Jen said. "Your boyfriend's not helping, all those stories about - what are their names? Stacy and Jim? Darren encourages Mike. How is he by the way?"

"Don't you dare change the subject," Allie warned. "Jen are you seriously thinking about this?"

"I haven't told you what I'm thinking," Jen said.

"Then tell me!" Allie practically yelled, exasperated. Everyone in the restaurant turned to look at them.

"Will you be quiet!" Jen hissed in a low voice. She crossed her arms and looked stubbornly at Allie.

"Okay, just tell me this Jen," Allie said. "Are you back on the pill?"

Jen's stone face wavered.

"Oh my god," Allie sighed.

Jen leaned close to Allie and whispered, "I know what I'm doing, okay? Mike and I are just exploring some things. I'm giving him what he wants."

Allie shook her head looking doubtfully at Jen. She whispered back in a chastising voice, "Just remember, at the end of that exploration you have a baby. A real baby Jen. A baby is not a game."

Jen looked indignant. "I'll love all my babies!" she insisted vehemently.

"I'm not talking about you," Allie said.

Jen gave Allie a shocked look. "Allie, is there any doubt in your mind Mike will love me and my babies with all his heart until the day he dies?"

Allie was about to give a snide remark but then she paused. She remembered Crypts. She remember the out of control truck. She finally said, "No Jen, I have no doubt of that."

As they walked back after lunch, Allie said "Just be careful Jen."

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"You're still meeting Alec next weekend in London?" I asked.

"In Paris actually," Jen said. "It's easier that way."

"Yeah, I get it," I said. This way they could spend the whole weekend together instead of stolen moments here and there.

"I talked to Alec, he's fine with everything," she said. "So you can come if you want."

"You don't want me there?" I asked.

"Oh, I'm sorry baby," she said. She sat down on my lap and put her arms around my neck. "Of course I want you there. I just said it wrong."

"Okay, then I'll go," I said. "I get it too, you'll be his girlfriend that weekend."

"I wish you'd stop saying that, I'm not his girlfriend and he's not my boyfriend," she said laughing. "We're just friends hanging out. But if you want you can call him my boyfriend if that turns you on." She leaned into me, affectionately ruffling my hair.

That evening we went to dinner with Darren and Allie. They seemed really happy and couldn't keep their hands off each other. Not just in a sexual way, but like two people falling in love.

"How's the leg Mike?" Darren asked.

Jen immediately started rubbing my leg. "It still gets stiff and it hurts when it's humid," she said answering for me. "But he's starting another round of PT next week so hopefully it'll get better." I grinned at her. I liked it when she took care of me.

"Darren, I wanted to let you know," I said. "I'm probably going to be leaving the firm soon. It shouldn't affect your business. You're our biggest agent in Europe by far, you're pretty bullet proof. But I wanted you to know."

"Why are you leaving Mike?" Darren asked frowning.

"I can't really say. You'll hear about it soon," I said. I didn't like being mysterious but I couldn't risk a leak before I finished my preparations.

"I guess I have something to tell you guys too," Allie said. "I'm moving to London, to be closer to Darren."

Jen's jaw dropped. "What?!" she practically gasped. "You're moving to London and you didn't tell me?!"

"Jen honey, I talked to Johnny and he said I could transfer to the London office," Allie said cautiously.

"You talked to Johnny and not me?!" Jen hissed dangerously, scowling at Allie.

"Baby this isn't about you," I gently said to her.

"Don't tell me what this is about!" she snapped at me. She turned back to Allie, tears welling up in her eyes. "How can you leave?"

"I don't want to leave!" Allie said, a tear falling down her cheek. "But I want to be closer to Darren!"

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The two best friends hugged and cried. Darren looked at me, concern on his face. I shrugged at him, not knowing what to do.

And then I had an idea.

"Darren, I thought you liked New York, why don't you move here?" I suggested.

Jen looked at me and then Darren hopefully. But Darren dashed those hopes when he said, "I'd love to move to New York Mike but I just made partner at my firm. I can't leave that, you know how it is."

"Sure," I said. "But what if you could be partner here in New York, and have the potential to make more money?"

I had everyone's attention now. Darren said "What are you suggesting Mike?"

"I'm quitting, I've told my partners," I said. "They're trying to backstop what I do to keep Sapphire going. They've filled most of the positions, but they haven't been able to find a person to run the business side of Sapphire. You'd be perfect for that job Darren. You probably know Sapphire better than me from a business side, and let's face it, you're way more charismatic than me, you'd really be able to sell and grow Sapphire."

"Mike, is this a partner level job you're talking about?" Allie asked, protectively holding Darren's arm.

"Yeah," I told her. I looked at Darren. "If you negotiate hard you might get a senior partner slot. Sapphire is more than half our net income now. This is a really important position."

"What's the salary Mike?" Allie asked. I have to tell you, I kinda liked Allie more at that moment. I liked the way she was sticking up for Darren. I made eye contact with Darren and I could tell he felt the same way. We grinned at each other.

I looked back at Allie. "It'll be salary plus bonuses," I said. "The salary will be around four hundred thousand. If Sapphire does as well next year, the bonus will be around a million, maybe two."

"Holy fuck," Allie said awed.

"You got that right," Darren said just as shocked.

"You'll be able to stay in New York," Jen said a big hopeful smile on her face.

"Yeah," Allie said smiling back at her.

"I can get you the interview Darren," I said. "After that it's up to you."

"When?" Darren asked.

"How about tomorrow?" I said. I smiled at him, knowing this was sudden. "The partners are getting desperate."

We parted soon after that.

"Thanks Mike," Darren said smiling at me. He gave me a fist bump. Then to my surprise he gave me a big hug.

Allie grinned and hit me playfully in the arm. "You know for a bubble boy you're pretty okay," she said. Then she gave me a big hug too, and even a kiss on my cheek. Wow.

As soon as they left, Jen pulled me into an alley. She wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a big open mouth kiss. "Do you know how much I love you? How hot I am for you right now?" She kissed me again. She wrapped her leg around mine and pulled my hands down to her ass. "I'll do anything for you right now! Anything! You say it and I'll do it!"

"Trying to use up one of my wishes huh?" I asked grinning at her.

"Nope, this is extra, a bonus wish," she said smiling back at me. There was so much love in her eyes, it was almost overwhelming. "Say it Mike and I'll do it. Anything."

"You know what I'd really like?" I said looking into her eyes. "Let's go home and snuggle on the sofa, and watch a movie on Netflix. Then we'll make love and I'll hold you all night long."

She grinned at me, looking into my eyes. "Okay ... but no Game of Thrones."

"What?" I said in mock outrage. "What about that episode when Dany's brother is fondling her boobs?"

"Oh my god you're such a perv!" Jen said laughing, hitting my arm.

Darren got the job. The bastard was so smooth and brilliant they offered him a senior partner position. So, like, double what I said he'd make.

With Darren on board, there was no reason for me to stay any longer. I gave official notice immediately. I offered a month, but my partners were so pissed they told me to leave immediately. That day. That surprised me. Yeah I'd resigned, but I thought I'd have more time for closure.

My partners' hatred towards me was a surprise too. I respected a lot of them, considered some of them friends. I'd made them a lot of money too. They couldn't give me a graceful, honorable exit?

I asked Darren to watch the backs of my main team, Steve, Brian and Elaine. I also discreetly asked him to make sure Tara got a fair chance at success.

Steve, Brian and Elaine saw me off. We shared hugs and tears. We'd been though a lot. Elaine in particularly gave me a big hug, her tears falling on my neck.

A few other people came by to wish me well. None of the partners though, other than Eric my old boss and mentor. "You know how it is Mike," he explained. "They're pissed you're bailing on us. We're all worried this might affect the rollout of the new Sapphire."

"You know I can't stay Eric, not with what the government is doing," I said.

"You don't know that for sure," Eric said.

"I'm pretty sure Eric, it's bad," I said.

He must have seen something in my face. "Don't do something stupid Mike," he whispered to me. "I won't be able to protect you."

I flew to Paris early the next day, on Thursday. I worried about Sapphire, what the government was doing, but I was relieved to no longer be associated with it. Anyway, I still had a card up my sleeve to play, if it came to that. I'd have to be careful though. Both Jen and Eric were right. This WAS the government. You don't fuck with them. Or, if you do, you better not get caught.

Alec rented a 2 bedroom condo in Paris for the weekend. Unlike Jamie, he didn't mind me around, and he invited me to stay with them.

I caught an earlier flight, thinking I'd sightsee a little. I'd never been to Paris. I went to the condo first to drop off my bags.

I really missed Jen, I hadn't seen her all week (she'd left that Monday for her meetings). The abrupt end to my job made me feel even more lonely. I'd worked at the firm since grad college, I had a lot of history there. I still felt I'd made the right decision leaving, but that didn't make me feel better. What was I going to do now? I really needed Jen, I needed a hug from my wife.

It was only 3pm when I got there. Jen and Alec were still working. Alec had added my name to the reservation, so I got the front desk clerk to let me in.

Clothes were scattered on the floor leading to the master bedroom. Sounds of sex were coming from there. I heard Jen's moans and Alec's grunts, and the headboard slamming against the living room wall. Obviously they'd finished work early and came here immediately to fuck.

The bedroom door was closed so I had no opportunity to watch. I sat down on the sofa and waited, listening to them having passionate sex, listening to Alec fuck my wife.

I guess I kind of resented Jen. I'd gone through this drama at work, I was feeling lonely, and here she was fucking her boyfriend.

I knew my hurt wasn't her fault. When she left for Paris she didn't know my partners were going to kick my ass onto the street so abruptly. She didn't know I'd caught an earlier flight (I was supposed to arrive later that night). But still, I felt jealous, lonely and neglected.

I didn't know how long they'd been going at it before I arrived, but they continued for another 10 minutes. Then I heard Jen cum. A few minutes later Alec came.

Then I heard a lot of laughing and talking. I couldn't make out the words, but the tone was definitely exuberant and happy. I felt jealousy and gut wrenching anxiety sweep over me. But I was so hard too.

A few minutes later the bedroom door opened. I stood up. Jen walked out.

She was completely naked, except for high heels. Her face was flush from her recent orgasm, her body sweaty from their sex, her nipples still rock hard. She was looking back at Alec, in the middle of a laugh. Then she turned and saw me. She stopped dead in her tracks. The smile froze on her face and the laugh died midstream.

We both stood there, frozen, looking into the other's face. She was my wife, and I'd seen her naked a million times, but she seemed self-conscious as if wishing she had a robe to cover up.

It was weird. At that moment she wasn't my wife. She was Alec's girlfriend, and my being there was out of context, an intrusion.

It only lasted a moment though. She did a reset in her head, and then she was my wife again. She smiled and walked to me. She hugged and kissed me, and said, "I missed you baby."

She pressed her naked body against me. "Funny way to meet huh?" she asked smiling into my eyes.

"Yeah," I said, smiling back. I ran my hands down her back and squeezed her firm ass. "You feel so good. How's Alec?"

"Freaking awesome," she gushed, pressing her flat tummy against my erection. Looking into my face she gave me a sly smile and said "He just fucked me so good Mike."

I guess she saw some jealousy in my face, but mostly lust, and she felt my cock twitch at her teasing words. She smiled knowingly at me. She walked me back to the sofa. "Stay here a sec while I tell Alec you're here," she said.

A few minutes later Alec came out wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Jen had put on a shirt I didn't recognize, and she'd taken off the high heels. We shook hands. Alec got us beers from the frig. In that brief moment while he was away, I whispered to Jen, "Where'd you get that shirt?"

"It's Alec's," she said.

Alec came back with the beers and we chatted. Jen sat next to me as we talked, and she held my hand, leaning into me.

I was having trouble concentrating. Jen said "Are you okay Mike?"

"Yeah, yeah," I said distractedly. I got up. "I'm just going to unpack, settle in. I'll be back in a few minutes." I took my bag into my room.

Jen followed me into my room. "Mike are you okay?" she asked studying my face.

"I'm fine," I said smiling. "Jen, you don't have to stay with me, I know you're with Alec this weekend."

"I know, I've missed you this week," she said hugging me again. "I feel so bad I wasn't with you this week. If I'd known what was going to happen I would have canceled this trip."

"I know," I said. "The partners are blinded by the money, they don't see what the government is doing."

"Don't try to be a hero Mike," she cautioned, stroking by cheek. "This is the government, it'll only turn out bad. Look what happened to Snowden."

"Yeah," I said. But at that moment, looking at her so cute in her bare pretty feet, wearing just Alec's button down shirt, the last thing I had on my mind was Sapphire.

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"You really don't have to stay here with me," I said. "I like seeing you and Alec together."

She gave me a crooked grin. "How long were you out there listening?"

"Long enough to hear you cum," I said grinning back. "And Alec. You're making him use a condom, right?"

"Of course baby, always," she assured me rubbing my arm.

"It's not just the sex though," I said. "I like seeing you and Alec hanging out."

"Me and my boyfriend, huh?" Jen said with a laugh. She did air quotes around "boyfriend." "I know, I get you Mike." She got on her tip toes and gave me a quick kiss. "Okay, I guess I better get back to my boyfriend. Don't be long, Alec wants to talk to you."

After the door closed I leaned on the dresser, trying to calm myself. Seeing Jen wearing Alec's shirt blew my mind. It was such an intimate thing. Jen loved wearing my shirts, she always slept in my old fraternity t-shirt. She liked wearing her man's clothes. I always looked at it as a sign she belonged to me. The fact she was wearing Alec's shirt meant she was really into him, she was thinking of herself as his girlfriend (whether she admitted it or not).

I needed release. I figured Jen would take care of me either later that night or tomorrow morning, but I couldn't wait that long. I went into the bathroom (luckily each bedroom had its own bathroom) and furiously beat off into the toilet. I came after just a few strokes, shooting my cum into the water.

I cleaned up and pulled my pants back up, then leaned on the sink to give myself a chance for my breathing to return to normal.

I opened the door and entered the short hallway leading to the family room. The way the hallway was oriented, I could see Jen and Alec but they couldn't see me.

Jen sat on Alec's lap. She was drinking from his beer as they casually talked and laughed. They looked so much like a couple. I felt my cock getting hard again.

As I approached, Jen saw me and smiled awkwardly. She got off Alec's lap and handed him his beer. She picked up her own beer and sat next to him. I picked up my beer and sat across from them.

"So Mike, I wanted to talk about this weekend," Alec said. "I wanna make sure you're good with everything."

"I appreciate that Alec," I said. Alec seemed sincere. Confident but not smug or arrogant. He was older than Jamie, maybe a little older than me. I felt comfortable talking to him.

Jen sensed that. "Thanks Alec," she said smiling into his eyes and rubbing his chest.

"First, thanks for sharing Jen with me," he said with a grin.

"My pleasure," I said. Then I laughed. "Or hers I guessed."

We all laughed. Feeling at ease, Alec put his arm around Jen and she leaned into him, her hand on his thigh. I was fully hard by that point.

"So tonight I'm taking Jen out to dinner with friends," Alec said. "You're certainly welcome too. How would you like to play it?"

"Are these people from work?" I asked, feeling apprehensive. It was one thing for people at Jen's work to suspect something going on. It was another for her colleagues to actually see her with another man. Even at the pool party in Vegas she'd acted like a tart but didn't actually cross the line of being with Scott.

Jen saw my concern and immediately said "They've all gone home baby."

"Yeah, these are people I've met here in Paris, you and Jen don't know any of them," Alec assured me.

"Okay," I said. "Then I guess I'd like it if they didn't know I'm Jen's husband. Maybe you can introduce me as your friend from the States."

"Sounds good," Alec said.

"I'd rather we introduce Mike as my friend from back home," Jen said.

"Okay, whatever," Alec said with a laugh. I looked at Jen not understanding. She gave me a "trust me" look.

"So tomorrow I was hoping to explore Paris with Jen," Alec said.

"Good with me," I said. "I know she's with you this weekend, and I figured you'd want some alone time. Don't worry about me, I can take care of myself."

"Thanks dude," Alec said clearly relived. I guessed he'd been worried about that. "Along those lines, the day after I was thinking of taking Jen on a day trip to Champagne."

"It's pretty far though right?" I said frowning, trying to remember how far Champagne was from Paris. "Will you spend the night in Champagne or come back to Paris?"

"I guess I haven't thought that far out," Alec said.

"Why don't you come with us Mike?" Jen said. I agreed immediately. Alec frowned though. Clearly he'd wanted more alone time with Jen.

Seeing Alec's frown, Jen rubbed his arm. "Mike will just hang out, right Mike?"

"Yeah, don't worry I won't get in the way," I assured both Jen and Alec. I looked at Alec. "I know Jen's with you this weekend."

His frown slowly turned into a smile. "Okay, that's cool," he said to me. "Sorry, this is just new to me, I'm getting used to it." He laughed to break the tension.

"No worries," I said laughing back.

"So how do we handle sleeping arrangements?" Alec asked. "Does Jen sleep with you or me?"

"As far as I'm concerned, Jen's in charge," I said. "I'll be okay with it though if she wants to sleep with you every night." In truth I wouldn't be okay with it. It would tear me apart. But I'd signed up for this, and I was determined not to ruin Jen's time with Alec.

"Hello, I'm right here!" Jen said, and we all laughed. She got serious and looked at the two of us. "Let's see how it goes, okay? Probably I'll want to be with you Alec, since we only have this weekend. But one night I might want to sleep with Mike, I kinda start missing him after a while."

"Okay, fair enough," Alec said with another tension breaking laugh.

I looked into Jen's eyes, silently saying "thank you." She nodded slightly and smiled at me.

We went into our rooms to get ready for dinner. Jen went with Alec into his room of course. Their bathroom was right next to mine. As I got ready, I heard their shower turn on. Then I heard giggling and laughing, and that turned into moans and then thumps against the wall. Alec was fucking Jen in the shower.

I was hard and craved an orgasm. But I decided not to beat off. After cumming I always got melancholy and the dark feelings of jealousy, loneliness and hurt intensified. I'd promised Jen to be better this time and not ruin her weekend. It WAS her game too. So I didn't want to satiate my lust with an orgasm. I needed the lust like a shield to fend off the dark feelings and prevent a meltdown.

We took separate cabs to the restaurant. I got there first and waited outside where I couldn't be seen. Their cab arrived and I watched as Alec gallantly went to her side of the cab and opened the door. As Jen got out she extended her long shapely leg, her skirt hiking up. She wore thigh high stockings and a garter belt. Just before helping her out of the cab, Alec put his hand on her thigh, his palm on the lacy stocking top, his fingers on her bare thigh above. They kissed and his hand briefly disappeared under her skirt.

She finally got out of the cab, holding his arm for balanced. She gave him a crooked "you're so bad" smile as she pulled her skirt down, giving him a playful hit on the arm. Then she took his arm and they walked into the restaurant. Alec grinned at the valet staff, and they grinned back. Jen smiled bashfully and hit him on the arm again.

I followed a few minutes later. Alec was still introducing Jen around to his friends when I showed up. Alec introduced me as a friend of Jen's who just happened to be in Paris at the same time.

Jen sat next to Alec of course. I sat across from them. There were 3 other couples there, so a total of 9 of us. The 3 couples were French but spoke perfect (if accented) English.

Alec had his arm around Jen for much of the meal, caressing her upper arm with the familiarity of a boyfriend with his girlfriend. Jen playfully punched him or played with the lapel of his jacket as he spoke or told jokes. They so looked and acted like a boyfriend and girlfriend.

They were both married to other people of course. I was glad to see Jen wearing her wedding and engagement rings (she also wore the Sophia ring on her right hand). Alec wore his wedding ring too. It was clear Alec's friends knew they weren't married to each other. I got the distinct impression Jen was not the first girl other than his wife they'd seen him with. I guess Alec was able to compartmentalize his life that way. I was curious about it though and hoped to have a chance to speak to him about it that weekend.

For her part, Jen didn't seem to mind being "the other woman." She quickly established an easy-going and friendly bond with the other couples, especially the other wives. It made me wonder if ANY of the couples at the table were married to each other. They were French after all! Through the conversation though, I figured out the other 3 couples were married to each other. I also sensed they were intensely interested in Jen and her relationship with Alec.

We went clubbing after dinner. As we arrived at the club, Jen read an email on her iPhone. "Oh my god Mike, Sebastian just broke up with Lily," she said looking at me. She looked at the others and explained, "Sebastian and Lily are friends back in New York." She looked at her iPhone as if scrolling down the email and said "Oh god, Lily is having a meltdown." She looked at Alec and said "I need to talk to Mike about this, we'll meet you inside." Before I knew it Jen was walking down the block with me following her. She led me into a deserted alley.

"Who's Sebastian and Lily?" I asked confused.

"I made that up you goof, I wanted to get you alone," she said putting her arms around my neck and kissing me. I kissed her back. God she tasted and felt so good!

"That's why you're my friend and not Alec's, so we can have some private time," she explained, her arms still around my neck.

"Oh," I said dumbly. I got it now.

"I thought you might have fun, talking to Alec's friends about me," she said smiling mischievously into my eyes.

"What do you mean?" I said not understanding. It felt like she was 3 steps ahead of me.

"They're interested in me since I'm with their friend," she explained. She saw I didn't understand and laughed. "You have to think like a girl. Believe me, those 3 girls want the scoop on me and Alec."

"Okay ..." I said still not understanding.

"You're my friend, right? You know my history," she explained patiently. "They're going to ask you questions about me. I thought you might have fun talking about how I'm cheating on my husband."

"Oh," I said, finally getting it. My head spun with sudden cuckold lust as I imagined their questions and how I might respond.

She saw the lust in my face and smiled. "See honey, this can be fun for both of us," she said. She kissed me. "Thanks for being so flexible about this weekend." She rubbed my chest, and then her hand moved down to my crotch. I was rock hard.

Jen slid down my body and got on her knees. She took out my cock and gave me an incredible blowjob. I came in her mouth and she swallowed my jizz.

She licked me clean and carefully put my cock back in my pants, zipping me. She got to her feet, leaning into me. I held her. "Are you having fun?" she asked.

"I'm having a great time!" I gushed.

She giggled. "Come on, I have to get back to Alec."

Alec grabbed Jen as soon as we appeared and dragged her laughing onto the dance floor. I went to the bar and got a beer. I decided to stay off the strong stuff not knowing how long a night it'd be.

I watched Jen and Alec dancing as much as I could, but the dance floor was crowded and dark. I gradually drifted back to the table where the other 3 couples were hanging out.

Jen'd been right. It was like they were waiting to pounce on me. As soon as I sat down Chloe asked "So how long have you known Jen?"

I decided to keep as close to the truth as possible. "We went to college together," I said. "I was a grad student when she was undergrad."

"Did you ever date?" Tiffany asked.

"No, just friends," I said.

"You look like you wanted to?" Tiffany asked an interested smile on her face.

"Every guy wanted to go out with Jen," I said truthfully. "She was the prettiest girl on campus. She's still the prettiest girl wherever she goes." I quickly added, "Excluding current company of course."

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Everyone laughed. The husbands smiled and winked at me though. Clearly they agreed Jen was the prettiest girl in the club, even after throwing their wives in the mix. Their wives were attractive but not a jaw dropping knock out like Jen.

"But you never asked her out?" Tiffany pressed.

"I guess I never worked up the courage," I said with an embarrassed laugh. "She always went out with guys like Alec.

The three girls shared a knowing smile. I got the feeling their interest in Alec wasn't all innocent and platonic. I wondered if any of them had enjoyed Alec's hard body and impressive manhood.

"What's Jen's husband like?" Monique asked, the third wife.

"He looks kinda like me," I said. "His name's Mike too." I laughed. "Maybe I should've asked Jen out after all."

They laughed with me. "Don't sell yourself short, you're a good looking guy Mike," Monique said squeezing my arm.

"Okay, thanks," I said, giving the husbands a modest "yeah right" look. They smiled at me.

"You never know, since you're such good friends with Jen, maybe you'll hook up with her someday," Monique said.

"No, I'd never cheat on my wife," I said holding up my left hand and showing them my wedding ring. "I love her too much."

"Even with a pretty thing like Jen?" Tiffany said with a laugh.

"My wife's just as pretty, believe it or not," I said returning her laugh.

"So you're Jen's good friend," Chloe said, all 3 girls moving closer as if involved in a conspiracy. "Does Jen cheat a lot?"

I nodded. "I think she loves Mike, but she needs more than he can give her."

"So she's had a lot of affairs?" Tiffany asked. All 3 couples were barely holding back delighted smiles as they soaked in the dirty laundry on Alec's beautiful new married lover.

I nodded. "She started cheating on Mike in college," I said. "She's had 4 or 5 regular lovers since then."

"So she's a real slut," Chloe said scathingly, a delighted smile on her face.

"No, she's really sweet," I said bristling at the fat cow's words. "She loves her husband I think. But she's really sensual. She needs more than he can give her."

"That sounds like a slut to me," Tiffany said. Chloe was nodding her head. I was really growing to dislike these women, especially Chloe and Tiffany! Their pussies were probably dry puckered wastelands!

"She's not a slut," I insisted. I guess my voice was rising. I forced myself to calm down. "She has her husband's permission."

They all gawked at me. "Mike lets her sleep with other men?" Tiffany said shocked.

"Yeah," I said. "He knows he can't give Jen everything she needs. But he loves her and wants her to be happy. So yeah, he lets her sleep with other men."

I left soon after that, even though Jen and Alec were still on the dance floor. I'd said more than I'd intended, but I hated hearing people talk bad about Jen. I hoped I would never have to see those 3 couples again. I mean, the husbands were okay, but I had no respect for the wives, especially Chloe and Tiffany.

I walked back to the condo. It was a long walk, but it gave me a chance to cool down and also enjoy Paris at night a bit.

I heard the condo door open a couple hours later. Jen and Alec were giggling and laughing. I could tell they were tipsy by the way they stumbled across the floor. They kissed between giggles. "Let me check on Mike," I heard Jen say. Then my door opened.

I was sitting up in bed. Jen smiled and came to me. She got on the bed and hugged me. "Hey you," she said looking in my eyes (and slurring her words a little). "You left early."

I forced a smile. "Sorry, I didn't really click with Alec's friends," I said.

"Oh I'm sorry baby," she said. "I thought they were nice. They said they liked you."

"They were okay I guess," I said. "I'm not upset or anything."

"You're okay?" Jen asked looking into my eyes.

"Yeah, I'm good, really," I said. I WAS good too, I just hadn't wanted to be around Alec's friends anymore.

"Okay," Jen said with a smile. "Tell me next time before you go, okay? I got worried about you." She kissed me.

"Okay, sorry," I said.

"Look what I got you." She pulled a bottle of Highland Park scotch from a brown bag. "I saw you drinking this at the Delano."

"Wow honey thanks!" I gushed.

"Want some?" she asked smiling.

"Yeah," I said moving to get up.

She stopped me with a finger to my chest. "I'll get you one," she said smiling into my eyes. She left the room. After a couple of minutes she handed me a glass, smiling into my face. "Just the way you like it, one ice cube."

"Thanks baby," I said smiling back at her.

"Why didn't you like Alec's friends?" she asked.

"I'll tell you later," I said. I didn't want to ruin her evening. "I know you want to get back to Alec."

"It's okay baby," she said running her fingers through my hair. "I'm not in a hurry."

Her skirt hiked up when she sat down, revealing her stocking tops and garter belt. "Alec's gonna have fun with you tonight," I said grinning, running my hand up her long shapely leg.

"I'm gonna have fun too," she said with a mischievous smile. "I'll probably sleep with him tonight."

"Okay," I said. I knew she was telling me, not asking my permission. She was his this weekend.

She kissed me again and stood up. "Give us a few minutes, and then you can come in okay?"

"Yeah," I said my heart beginning to pound.

I wanted 10 minutes then I went into their bedroom. They'd started without me. Their clothes were off, Jen only in the garter belt, stockings and high heels. She was on her back and Alec was on top of her. He was already inside her, moving urgently in and out.

I moved the chair over. I wanted to make sure I could see both her face and his cock moving in and out of her pussy. First I watched as his cock long stroked her. He was so long it seemed to take forever for him to push in and pull out. He was so thick her pussy seemed clamped around his manhood. I was relieved to see he was wearing a condom.

But then my eyes went to her face. Seeing her face excited me most. Because in her face I saw such deep longing, such out of control lust, such intense pleasure. She never looked that way with me.

You might wonder if Jen ever had such passion for me. When we first started going out, with all the newness, yeah she'd lusted for me. And even today, there were times when I felt her passion for me, especially when I went down on her. But she never ever looked at me with the same lust and desire as she had for her lovers. Never. It hurt, because I knew I could never give her everything she needed. I could never give her that much pleasure or evoke that much lust. But it pushed all my cuckold buttons too and got me so excited.

I took out my cock and stroked myself as Alec put Jen's long legs over his shoulders and started pounding her. Her moans became more urgent. I watched as Alec made her cum on his cock. A few minutes later Alec came.

They snuggled together as their breathing returned to normal. I'm cum into a towel I'd brought with me. I put my dick back in my pants as I watched them hold each other. They seemed to sense my presence. They whispered back and forth. Then Jen said to me, "Um, honey ..."

"Yeah, okay," I said getting up. I knew they wanted some alone time now. As I left their room I heard Jen say to me, "I love you baby."

I turned back and smiled into her eyes, silently telling her I was okay. Then I went back into my room.

I left their door partially opened. I left my door open too. It was dark so I couldn't see them. But I could hear their whispers and giggling, their laughing and talking. Then I heard their sounds of passion again. I sipped my scotch as I listened to them. I poured myself another as I heard Jen cum again. I gulped it down as Alec cried with his orgasm.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I felt a nudge on my shoulder. It was morning, although early. I opened my eyes to Jen's pretty face.

"How do you feel baby?" she asked.

"A little hung over," I admitted.

She frown at me. "You have to stop drinking so much."

"Yeah, I know," my throat feeling dry. She gave me some water.

She was wearing Alec's button down shirt. I reached out and fingered the sleeve. "You wore this to sleep last night?" I asked, feeling jealous.

"I don't have anything else," she said. She knew how my head worked. "Next time I'll make sure to remember to bring your frat t-shirt."

"I'd like that," I said with a smile.

She crossed her arms and pulled off the shirt. She was naked underneath. "Better?" she said with a smile, standing up and doing a cute pirouette on her pretty tiptoes.

"Yeah," I said instantly getting hard.

She saw my erection. She cupped my cock over the blanket, a smile on her face. "Alec is showing me Paris today, but I wanted to take care of my man first." She gave my cock a gentle squeeze.

"Okay, but just lay here a minute," I said pulling her next to me into my arms. I needed to hug her a minute.

"Are you okay baby?" she asked.

"Yeah I'm good," I said hugging her tight. "I just need a Jen fix."

"Okay," she said with a laugh, hugging me back.

After a few minutes I pulled away. I ran my hands over her hot body, the body all these men desired. She was still keeping herself completely bare. Her pussy lips were red and swollen and they gaped a little.

"Alec fucked you really hard," I said gently stroking her well used pussy lips.

She heard the excitement in my voice and said, "Yeah, he really did." She moved her hand back over my cock. She gently said "I gotta go Mike, Alec wants to head out early to the Louvre before it gets crowded."

"Oh," I said, my gut wrenching. I hadn't taken Jen to Paris yet. He was going to show her all the sights before I had a chance.

She read my face. "It's okay baby, I told you," she assured me. "Someday you'll take me to Paris and it'll feel like the first time. It really will Mike. I'll forget all about Alec."

"Okay," I said smiling at her.

She pulled down my pants. "How do you want it mister?" she said with a crooked grin.

"I want you on top so I can look into your face," I told her. I grinned. "Even though I know Alec stretched you so much you won't feel me." I said it as a joke, and it was a joke, but she knew I was sensitive about how my cock compared to her lovers.

She got on top of me and guided me into her. She felt loose but so incredible.

"You're my favorite lover Mike, other guys don't compare," she assured me, kissing me as she gently rocked back and forth. "There's more to sex than physical pleasure. I get pleasure from a lot of guys. I only get love from you. I only want love from you."

"Okay," I said looking into her eyes. I loved her so much! "Your pussy feels so good baby."

"Even though Alec stretched me out?" she said with a teasing smile.

"God yeah," I groaned, her tease pushing me closer to the edge. She hadn't put a condom on me! It felt so good being bare inside her. She kissed me and then moved her lips to my ear. She whispered "Where do you want to cum baby?"

Without any hesitation I groaned "In your mouth!"

She sensed me about to go over the edge. She quickly got off me and took my cock into her mouth, swallowing my sperm as I came.

She snuggled in my arms for a few minutes. It felt great but I sense she wanted to go. "Go ahead baby, go back to Alec, I'm good," I said.

She smiled at me. She kissed me and then went back into the bedroom she was sharing with Alec.

I showered and dressed. Alec was drinking coffee when I came out. I got a cup and sat down. I knew Jen would still be awhile getting ready, so I saw a chance to satisfy my curiosity. "Alec, I was wondering if I could ask you something," I said.

"Sure buddy," he said amicably.

"It's personally," I warned, but then we both laughed. I was sharing my wife's body with him so I guess I was entitled to ask some personal questions.

"Your friends last night," I began, trying to think of a delicate way of saying this. "They weren't surprised seeing you with another girl."

"You're asking if I fuck around?" he said with a laugh, cutting to the chase. He shrugged. "Yeah, I do. Although Jen's the hottest girl I've ever been with."

"Your wife doesn't know?" I tentatively asked.

"No way man, she'd dump me in a minute, take my kids, my house, everything," he said. "I mean I love her, but she can be a mean bitch."

"I get it," I said. "But if you love her ..."

"Why do I cheat on her?" Alec said, shrugging again. "Same old story I guess. When we first met we couldn't keep our hands off each other. Then she had our son, and then our daughter. She used to be so hot! Not as hot as Jen, but definitely hot. But she never lost the pregnancy weight. She still looks okay I guess. But she just doesn't turn me on anymore."

"Yeah, okay," I said. I thought he was being pretty harsh with his wife, but it wasn't my business.

"My friends from last night, they've met Maria - that's my wife - but they're mostly my friends," he explained. "I met the husbands at IT conferences. They'd never say anything to her."

Just then Jen came in. She looked really hot in skinny jeans, tight sweater and ankle high heeled boots. She wore a scarf making her look like an authentic Parisian.

I noticed a frown on her face but it disappeared when Alec approached and kissed her.

"So when will you guys be back?" I asked.

"We'll probably go straight to dinner," Alec said helping Jen into her jacket.

"I'll call you Mike," Jen promised, giving me a hug. She whispered in my ear, "I love you Mike, always remember that."

I went to a bistro and had breakfast. As a war buff, I spent a few enjoyable hours in Napoleon's war museum. I walked around a lot, just getting a feel for Paris. I hiked the steps to the top of Arc de Triomphe. Then I walked down the famous Champs-Élysées. I saw a boutique selling scarfs, reminding me of what Jen had worn that morning. I went inside and a very attractive and sophisticated French woman helped me pick out two silk scarfs to match Jen's blonde hair and blue eyes.

I missed Jen but I was content with how the game was working. I felt we'd found a good balance.

I got back to the condo by 4pm. Jen called. She said she had a headache and they were coming back to the condo instead of going out to dinner. She seemed grateful when I offered to make dinner.

I ran down to a market down the street and bought eggs, herbs, cheese, mushrooms, field greens, olive oil, bread and wine. I also bought a rotisserie chicken.

I got home and prepped the food. Jen and Alec got back around 6pm. He looked annoyed, and there was tension between them.

Jen came right up to me, looking in pain. "How do you feel baby?" I asked, putting my arms around her.

"I have a terrible headache," she said leaning her head against my chest.

"Did you take Advil?" I asked.

She nodded. "It still hurts."

Jen sometimes got migraines. Not often but sometimes. Hormones I guess. I knew exactly what to do. I made her drink a big glass of ice water to help with hydration. Then I sat her down on the sofa. I sat down at her feet and took off her ankle boots. Her small slim feet were in black nylon, which meant she was wearing pantyhose under the skinny jeans. I took her foot in my hand. The sole was a little moist with perspiration from walking all day. I rubbed her feet, relaxing her. She leaned back in the sofa, closed her eyes and said "Feels good baby, we walked a lot today."

I could just smell the sweet musky scent of her stockinged feet. I so wanted to rub her foot against my face, to suck her toes. Yeah, I have a major foot fetish and Jen has the prettiest feet. But I restrained myself, first because I needed to attend to her migraine, and second because Alec was watching.

I moved her sideways on the sofa and then got behind her so her back leaned against my chest and she was between my legs. I then tenderly massaged her neck, shoulders, scalp and temples. I could feel the tension leaving her body and she drifted off into a light sleep. I'd done this countless times with her, I knew how to make her migraine go away.

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As I massaged her I looked down the front of her body. Her clingy cashmere sweater clung enticingly around her breasts, and her long shapely legs looked so good in the skinny jeans. I couldn't help getting hard. We'd been together for years and I never tired looking at her body.

I guess Jen sensed my sudden passion. She turned her head and looked at me. I leaned down and kissed her, my hands going to her breasts. I felt her nipples go hard and I fondled her. We kissed and she moved her hand to my crotch, rubbing my hard-on. I moved my hand into her sweater and fondled her tits over her bra.

I sensed movement at the other end of the couch. Alec was there and he was peeling off Jen's jeans. Even as she kissed me she raised her ass to help him. She moaned into my mouth as he cupped her pussy and thumbed her clit. She wasn't wearing any panties under the pantyhose.

Alec moved up her body and kissed up her neck. She stopped kissing me and turned to him. She had her cum face on. She opened her lips as he pressed his lips against hers and welcomed his tongue into her mouth. She moaned as he kissed her and rubbed her pussy.

My hands still cupped her breasts but there wasn't room on the sofa for all three of us. And even though I'd started things, all Jen's attention seemed to be on Alec. I felt like a bystander.

Feeling resentful, I extracted myself from the tangle of bodies. Jen held onto my hand for a moment, then she wrapped her arms around Alec's neck as they made out and fondled each other.

My heart pounding, I went into the kitchen. I poured two fingers of the Highland Park scotch and poured it down my throat. I felt distraught. Jen had come home with a headache. I'd nursed her, made her feel better, gotten her hot, yet Alec was getting my reward, he was getting her body, he was gonna fuck her not me.

The kitchen had a pass through so I saw them on the sofa. Alec had pulled off her turtleneck and pushed down her bra, and now he had one nipple in his mouth and the other between his finger and thumb. Jen had her head rolled back. Her eyes were closed and her mouth formed an O as she moaned. I felt bitter. I knew how to make her headache go away, I was good for that, but for real pleasure, sexual pleasure, she turned to another, she turned to a real man.

I turned away from the pass through and opened the wine. I poured myself a glass. When I looked back Alex had Jen's pantyhose off her left leg. She still had it on her right leg, up to her knee. I heard her urgently whisper "Condom Alec." He reached into Jen's purse and pulled out a condom, and rolled it on his shaft. Then he entered her.

Jen stroked his face, neck and chest as he fucked her. I could resist no longer. I took out my cock and beat off as I watched him fuck my wife. I came within moments. I grunted rejoicing in the orgasmic pleasure, but then immediately felt melancholy, jealousy and resentment sweep over me.

I cleaned myself and pulled up my pants. Then I turned away from the pass through. I washed my hands and then made dinner. I tossed the field greens in olive oil, salt and pepper for a simple salad. I sautéed the mushrooms. Then I made an omelet of the eggs, mushrooms and herbs. Finally I sliced the chicken. I tried not to listen as they grunted and moaned, as they cried out in orgasm.

I heard shuffling on the sofa and then their feet on the hardware floors. They disappeared into their bedroom, I guessed for more fucking.

I tried not to notice, I tried to control my hurt. I knew she was with him this weekend. I'd promised not to ruin it for her. I tried to focus on making dinner.

Suddenly I felt Jen's soft hands on my stomach and her body pressed against me, hugging me. "Smells good baby," she said softly.

"Dinner be ready in a minute," I said. I didn't push her away but I didn't hug her back. I didn't even turn around to look at her. It was childish but I felt too hurt, too much resentment.

"Thanks for making my headache go away," she said hugging me tighter.

"I guess Alec took care of another ache for you," I said bitterly.

I thought she was going to give me one of those dismissive "you know I'm with Alec this weekend" or "I pick who and when" or "you promised not to ruin it for me."

Instead, to my surprise, she hugged me tighter and said "You're the best husband Mike. You let me explore my sexuality. You let me be me. I know I don't thank you enough. I'm so lucky to have you."

That got to me. I turned around and she melted into my arms. She was wearing my shirt from yesterday. She must have gone into my room to get it. She hugged me even tighter and said "I'm so lucky to have you."

We ate dinner. Afterwards Jen told me to relax. She and Alec would clean up since I made dinner. Of course, that bothered me since that meant more time she'd be with him and not me. I think she sensed that. After a few minutes she left Alec to finish the dishes. She sat down and leaned into me. I put my arm around her and she rested her head on my chest.

As he cleaned up Alec said through the pass through, "Mike, just wanted to let you know my friends from the other night are coming along tomorrow to Champagne." He said it as if knowing I didn't like them. Maybe Jen had told him?

Ugh. The last thing I wanted was to spend an entire day with Monique, Tiffany and Chloe. Also, I didn't think my heart could take another day of seeing Jen on Alec's arm. I had big time cuckold fantasies, but there was only so much I could stand.

"You'll be back tomorrow night, right?" I asked him wanting to make sure.

"Yeah definitely," he assured me. "The train's only an hour, we'll be home by dinner." He looked hopeful, clearly wanting to have Jen all to himself tomorrow. While he didn't mind me around, it was clear he'd rather I wasn't around.

"You know, I think I'll skip Champagne tomorrow," I announced. "You guys have fun. I'll see you at dinner."

"Okay, sounds good bro," Alec said doing a bad job of hiding his pleasure. Jen looked a little bothered but didn't say anything.

A little later we said our goodnights. Jen gave me a hug and kiss and whispered "You can come in, just give us a few minutes." Then she took Alec's offered hand and went with him into their bedroom.

I poured myself a scotch. I sat on the sofa, listening as they started up.

I went in after a few minutes. They were both naked. I saw my shirt thrown carelessly on the floor.

Jen was on top, riding him. Her eyes were closed and she was biting her lip, concentrating on the wonderful sensations of his long thick cock filling her so completely. Her nipples were rock hard. Alec's hands were on her hips, subtlety guiding her movements. His eyes were locked on her pretty face and he adjusted his hips as she moved up and down on him, as if adjusting the angle of his cock to maximize her pleasure. Whatever he was doing was working as Jen's moans and fucking got more intense, and within moments she shuddered violently and her back arched as her body exploded in an orgasm. Her body spasmed as the orgasmic pleasure rocked through her, and then she collapsed onto his chest panting.

Her head was towards me. Her eyes were closed so she didn't see me, but I looked right into her pretty face. She was panting, her lips parted, her cheeks flushed, perspiration covering her brow, her face seemed aglow. All signs of having cum so hard, the look of absolute sexual contentment. She never looked like that after sex with me, even when I went down on her.

I left and went into my room, closing the door. This was just a game. It was just sex. She loved me, not him. I wanted this, it hit all my cuckold buttons. But still, I'd seen enough. Even for a cuckold, there's only so much you can take seeing another man pleasure your wife in ways you cannot.

As I lay in the dark I tried to not listen to their sounds of sex. I was rock hard. I needed release, but I also needed my lust as a shield against the dark feelings of jealousy, loneliness and resentment.

To my surprise, the door opened and I saw Jen illuminated by a light left on in the kitchen. She patted barefoot to the bed and got under the covers, sliding against me. "Are you awake baby?" she asked in a soft voice pressing her naked body against me.

"Yeah," I said, my arm automatically going around her.

"I miss you," she said kissing me.

"I miss you too," I said kissing her back.

We lay silently holding each other. "Are you mad at me?" she asked breaking the silence. "About what happen before dinner?"

"No, I'm okay," I lied.

"You should've stayed," she said. "You didn't need to go."

Her words made me feel worst. It was like she was patronizing me. Sensing the tension, she joked "I can handle both of you." We both laughed awkwardly.

I knew she wanted him, not me. But I suppressed my hurt and anger. I'd promised not to ruin this for her. "I'm okay baby, really," I lied.

"I'm thinking about spending Sunday with you, is that okay?" she asked.

"You don't have to do that," I said immediately. "I'm fine, really." I didn't want to ruin her weekend. I didn't want her staying with me because she was afraid I was upset.

"I want to baby, I miss you," she said kissing my chest.

"Okay then," I said hesitantly. I didn't want her pity. But I wasn't going to say no either.

Her hand lightly stroked my chest. "You didn't stay long," she said.

"I watched you cum," I said. I caressed the side of her small perfect breast. "It's really hot watching you cum." I so wanted her. Needed her.

She kissed my chest again. "I kinda have a headache again."

"Do you want me to massage you?"

"No, it's not too bad, it'll go away when I sleep," she said. She ran her hand down my body and cupped my cock. "Would this be okay?"

"Yeah," I said, feeling disappointed but keeping it from my voice. Her headache didn't stop her from riding Alec. But then, my cock didn't give her pleasure like his.

She moved her hand and I heard her licking her palm. Then I felt her slip her small hand into my boxers. I felt her hand around my hard shaft. She slowly stroked me.

"That feels really good," I said, the words coming out like a moan. I quickly forgot about my hurt, my entire being focused on her soft hand around my cock.

As she stroked me she moved her lips to my ear. "I gave Alec a blowjob in the Louvre," she whispered hotly in my ear.

"Really?" I practically gasped.

"Yeah, he touched me all day long, he got me so hot, I couldn't take it anymore," she said stroking me faster. "We did it in a bathroom. I fingered myself as I went down on him. I felt so slutty, I came really fast."

"God Jen," I moaned imagining Alec and Jen in a bathroom stall, Jen on her knees, Alec's cock in her mouth, his hands behind her head, her hand down her pants and furiously rubbing her clit. I arched my back, grunted and came all over her hand.

Jen pulled my shorts off. She used it to wipe my cock and then her hand. Then she rolled to her side, holding my hand so I rolled with her and spooned her. "Sleep naked Mike, I wanna feel your skin against me," she said.

She was quiet for a few minutes and I thought she'd fallen asleep. "Sometimes I can't control myself," she said into the darkness. "Do you think I'm a slut?" she asked sounding worried.

"No," I said without any hesitation. "I get you baby. You've got a big sex drive. I love that about you. I love you, just the way you are. I think you're a goddess."

She kissed my hand and hugged me tighter to her bosom. Then she fell asleep.

[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."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"You know I think that's hot," I said grinning at her.

"That's another reason I'm so lucky to have you," she said grinning back at me. "You let me be me."

"We're perfect for each other," I said.

"Yeah," she agreed smiling into my eyes. "What you said to those girls though, it's not true. You definitely give me all I need Mike."

"You just said you need sex all the time," I said with a disbelieving laugh.

"Well, I might fuck you to death," she said laughing with me.

"I can't think of a better way to go," I said and we both laughed.

"Seriously, I think I'm just going through a phase," Jen said. "After your third wish we're stopping, right?"

"I guess," I said looking doubtful. "Are you sure you'll be happy with just me? Seriously, we need to talk about this. I know I can make you cum honey. But I've seen you with your lovers. I've seen the passion you have for them. You're not like that with me."

"I am baby," she assured me squeezing my hand.

"No you're not Jen," I insisted. "You've never been like that with me. Ever, not even when we first started dating. Just be honest, don't worry about hurting my feelings. I love you Jen, I want you to be happy."

"Mike, there's more to sex than passion and orgasms," she insisted.

"Did you really just say that?" I said with a good natured laughed.

In her head she replayed what she'd said and laughed too. "You know what I mean," she said blushingly. "There's love and caring."

"But don't you want both, love AND passion?" I said. "As long as love always comes first with you, I'm okay if you get your passion from other men."

She frowned. "I don't want that Mike," she said crossing her arms stubbornly. "At some point we have to grow up. We can't play the game forever. I want to start a family."

The waiter came with our food, steak and frites for me, baked sole for Jen. We ate in silence for a while.

"Do you think Alec did it on purpose, missed the train, to ruin our plans for tomorrow?" I asked.

"I don't think so," Jen said uncertainly. "He's not happy I'm not spending tomorrow with him. But he doesn't think that way, he's not deliberate like that. He's kind of basic. I don't mean that in a bad way. Anyway I don't think he planned it."

"Do you want to spend tomorrow with him?" I asked feeling that familiar angst returning.

"No Mike I want to be with you," she assured me, rubbing my arm.

Just then her iPhone buzzed. She looked at the text and smiled.

"What?" I asked.

"It's Alec," Jen said smiling as she read the text. "Trying to apologize."

"What'd he say?" I asked.

"It's a poem," she said with a giggle. She read it:

Roses are red,

Violets are not

I'm so sorry

That I'm such a fart

She laughed, and I couldn't help it, I laughed too. As we ate Alec texted three more apologies. Each was silly and, I have to admit, endearing.

Jen was smiling at Alec's latest text when she realized she was spending too much time thinking about him. "Sorry baby," she said looking guiltily at me. She turned off her iPhone and put it in her purse.

We were sitting next to each other at the table. She leaned into me and said, "Tell me what you did today."

I shrugged. "I just hung out at a coffee place and surfed the net," I said.

"Well that's boring!" she teased giving me a playful smile. She squeezed my arm and said "I'm so looking forward to tomorrow."

I smiled at her and kissed her. She smiled back at me. Then, after thinking a moment, she got up and said "I have to go to the restroom. Can you get the check?" I couldn't help staring at her tight ass and long legs as she walked away. We'd been together for years but still I couldn't take my eyes off her, it was like I was addicted to her. I noticed other male heads turn as she walked by.

She returned a few minutes later. "Ready Freddie?" she asked and I got up after leaving enough Euros for the check. Outside she motioned across the street and said "Let's go to that club for a drink."

The club had the atmosphere of a meat market. We went to the bar. I sat on a stool. Still standing, Jen pressed between my legs. "You're the best husband in the world Mike," she said as she wrapped her arms around my neck. She kissed me, and I kissed her back. As we kissed I put my arms around her waist, then I ran my hands up her back.

I felt no bra strap. She wasn't wearing a bra.

Pulling away I looked at her. She smiled at me. She leaned close and put something lacy into my hands. I looked down. In my hand was a tiny pile of delicate black lace. Her bra. Then she dropped more black lace into my hands. Her panties. She smiled teasingly at me.

I looked at her chest. Her snug sweater clung to her breasts. It was clear she was braless. I was rock hard. "God Jen I'm so addicted to you," I gushed feeling so much love and lust for her.

She smiled at me. She lightly trailed her lips across my cheek and then hotly whispered in my ear "You better be."

My hands were on her ass as she stood between my legs. She was drawing attention, a lot of guys were checking out her ass and legs. The fact I was lightly stroking between her ass cheeks didn't help.

As our drinks arrived I adjusted her so she was standing next to me, instead of between my legs. I turned her so she was facing the crowd. Now all the guys could see she wasn't wearing a bra, they could see the sweater molded around her braless tits, they could see her hard nipples denting the cashmere.

She knew I was showing her off. She smiled and whispered, "You're so bad."

I kept caressing her ass, lightly running my fingertips up and down between her ass cheeks. "You're making me wet," she breathed into my ear. I was pleased to see she had her cum face on.

A nice looking guy approached us and struck up a conversation. He was clearly hitting on Jen. I couldn't believe how bold he was, with Jen wearing a wedding ring and me right next to her.

His name was Claude. He was charming, confident and good looking. Jen flirted with him for a good 15 minutes. She kept me in the conversation, often leaning into me, squeezing my hand, or smiling at me, but she and Claude were clearly flirting. I clearly felt like a third wheel, but Jen's flirting wasn't so intense to get me upset; it was more like she was really interested in talking to him. Claude asked her to dance. She politely declined, telling him it'd been a long day and we were heading home soon.

She leaned into me after he left. "Ready to go honey?" she asked. She didn't say a thing about flirting with Claude with me standing right next to her. She flirted automatically, it was such a part of her, part of the social butterfly thing. I was used to it. Sometimes I wondered - as she flirted - whether she even knew she was flirting.

That reminded me of something. I said, "Remember when Karl hit on you in South Beach?"

"God what a creep," Jen said.

"Yeah, but you remember? We were at AA."

"I remember," she said, raising an eyebrow to prompt me.

"The way you acted surprised me," I said. "You love flirting. I was surprised you didn't string Karl out some."

"I was with Jamie," she said with a shrug.

"That's never stopped you before," I said with a laugh. "Like just now. You flirted with that guy with me standing here. You always do that."

"I was just talking to him," she said.

"You were flirting!" I said with another laugh.

"Does it bother you?" she asked with a frown.

"No," I said immediately. "To be honest it turns me on."

"It does huh?" she asked teasingly, leaning into me and brushing the back of her hand against my crotch. Finding me hard she giggled and said "I guess so." We both laughed.

"So why do you treat me and Jamie different?" I asked.

"I never thought about it," she said tilting her head. She thought a few moments. "Honestly I think I treat most guys like I did with Jamie. Except for you."

"Why am I different?" I asked. "Why do you flirt in front of me but not them? Because I'm a cuckold?" I laughed to make it sound like a joke, but suddenly I was bothered. Did she not respect me? Did she think it was okay to flirt right next to me because she didn't see me as a real man like Jamie, Colin and Scott?

She sensed I was upset. "It's not that baby," she soothed, rubbing my arm. "I feel so comfortable around you. With other guys I always feel like I'm walking on egg shells. You let me be me."

A little later we walked back to the condo. Alec was waiting for us. He stood and looked at Jen. Jen looked at me and said "Mike, give us a second okay?"

I went into my bedroom and got ready for bed. After about 15 minutes Jen walked in. She closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed, taking off the boots. "Did you guys make up?" I asked getting on my knees and helping her take off the boots.

"Yeah, sorta," she said, looking distracted.

I took her feet and rubbed them.

"That feels good baby," she said leaning back on her elbows and closing her eyes. I felt like she was thinking about Alec.

"What did he say?" I asked.

She opened her eyes. "Sorry I'll stop thinking about him."

"What did he say?" I asked again.

"He said he usually doesn't put his wife down like that. He doesn't like Tiffany and Chloe and only hangs with them because he's friends with their husbands. He apologized again for missing the train."

"Are you going to keep seeing him?" I asked.

"I don't know," Jen said. "I like him. The sex is good. But I feel guilty with him cheating on his wife with me. He says he loves her, she just doesn't give him sexually what he needs."

"Just like you and me," I said.

She took my face in her soft hands. "No Mike, you're all I need," she insisted. "I play the game because it's fun and exciting and we both like it. But you give me all I need."

"Okay," I said with a smile. I had doubts about what she said, but I wasn't going to start an argument about it. "You're officially still with Alec until tomorrow. Do you want to sleep with him tonight?"

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She ran her hand across my cheek, looking into my face as if studying me. She stood up and crossed her arms. She pulled off the sweater, exposing her beautiful small breasts and sexy flat stomach. 'I want you to make love to me," she said leaning into me and wrapping her arms around my neck.

I cupped her breasts and said "I love you so much Jen."

"I love you too Mike," she responded. We undressed each other and made love.

After cumming I carefully pulled out of her. I took off the condom and tossed it into the trash. When I got back in bed she snuggled into my arms. She showed no sign of having cum. No flushed cheeks, no heaving chest, no look of sexual fulfillment.

"You can go to him if you want," I said.

"Stop Mike, I don't want to," she said. She rolled to her side and held my wrist so I spooned her.

"You didn't cum," I said.

She didn't answer. She pulled my arm tighter around her. I held her tight as she fell asleep.

When I woke up I was on my back. Jen was still asleep. She had her head on my chest and an arm and leg thrown around me.

She slowly opened her eyes. "Morning baby," I said.

"Hi baby," she said.

We kissed a little. She said "Did you get us a hotel?"

"Yeah, a small boutique one, I think you'll like it."

"Can we throw some clothes on and go there right now?" she asked. "I don't feel like dealing with Alec today."

"I thought you made up," I said.

"We did," she said. She snuggled back into my arms. "I want it to be us today."

A few minutes later we got up. Jen put on a robe and went into Alec's room to get her things. I packed (it only took a minute), washed my face and brushed my teeth, and threw on jeans and a shirt.

Jen was taking a while in Alec's room. I went out to make coffee. Alec's bedroom door was closed, but I heard him moaning, and then a grunt and a loud "fuck yes!"

A few minutes later Jen came out, tightening the robe around her. She looked at me briefly then rolled her suitcase into my room.

I followed her into the room, closing the door behind me. Jen was pulling out a blouse from her suitcase. "We'll shower at the new hotel, okay?" she said not looking at me.

"Did you just fuck Alec?" I asked moving next to her. Her nipples were hard and dented the silk of the robe.

"I went down on him," she admitted looking at me. "Sorry I -."

"It's okay," I said. I cupped one of her breasts and rubbed her nipple over the silk with my thumb. Her nipple got even harder.

I slipped my hand into her robe and cupped her naked breast. A moan escaped her lips.

"Did Alec cum a lot?" I asked.

"Yeah, he always does," she said.

"Did you let him cum in your mouth?"

She looked into my face. Then she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me, pushing her tongue into my mouth. I tasted the male muskiness of Alec's cum in her mouth.

"Yeah, he came in my mouth," she breathed into my ear. "Can you taste him?"

"I want you right now!" I growled, kissing her, my hands all over her.

She pulled away from me, gasping. "Later, at the hotel," she said panting. She saw my disappointment and said, "I'm yours again, we have all the time in the world."

Jen hurriedly dressed, pulling on the blouse and black tights from yesterday. She brushed her hair and put on a little makeup.

She said goodbye to Alec, giving him a lingering kiss. They hugged and whispered to each other. Finally Jen came to me, taking my offered hand. I nodded to Alec and we left.

"Will you miss him?" I asked as we waited for a cab.

"I'll miss him like any other friend," she said putting her arm in mine.

In the cab I couldn't keep my hands off her. She giggled and whispered "Just wait!"

In our hotel room I tore off the blouse and peeled off the tights. She had nothing on underneath. I got between her legs and went down on her. I wanted to give her a great orgasm, I wanted to hear her scream my name. Even though I was dying to plunge my cock in her pussy, I took my time, building her up, teasing her, playing her body like a violin. Finally she came, her back arching, her tiptoes digging into the mattress, her hands pulling my hair. She screamed my name as the pleasure exploded in her body.

I moved up her body and hugged her, letting her catch her breath. She moved to get on top of me but I stopped her. I wanted to be on top. From her purse I got a condom.

She took the condom from me and put it back. "Not this time, I wanna feel you," she said.

I was all for that! "I'll pull out," I offered.

"Okay," she said, reaching between our bodies and guiding me into her.

I started pumping her. She felt loose, not her usual tightness. "You feel good Mike," she said reading my mind.

"I know I don't fuck you as good as your lovers," I said.

"I love feeling you inside me," she insisted.

"I don't fuck you as good," I said as I got close to cumming. "But you still belong to me, you're mine."

"I'll always be yours," she assured me, looking into my eyes.

A moment later I felt myself go over the edge. At the last possible moment I pulled out and came on her sexy, flat stomach.

We hugged and snuggled. Jen wanted to lounge around in our room and probably would've fell back to sleep if I let her. But I wanted to get going. I'd planned our day with things I thought Jen would like, and I was excited to get going.

Our hotel was in Montmartre, a little artsy neighborhood on a hill above Paris. We hugged and held hands as we walked through the narrow, cobblestone streets, looking in the windows of the art galleries. We skipped the Sacré Cœur church because it was too crowded with tourists. We preferred browsing through the open air market and talking with some of the local artists.

Afterwards I took Jen to Le Baron Rouge, a cozy wine bar. It was bustling with people and we were literally crammed into a small table between two big groups of locals. Everyone was friendly and soon it was like we were all together in one big group (or party!). My beautiful sexy wife got a lot of attention, but everyone treated me really nice too. Jen and I drank Burgundy and ate cheese and charcuterie. It was a great brunch!

After lunch I took Jen to Rodin's museum, one of her favorite artists. We held hands and Jen leaned into me as we wandered the gardens and looked at Rodin's sculptures tucked among the trees and hedges. Jen spent a lot of time looking at her favorites, Rodin's The Kiss and The Thinker. At one point Jen wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. "I'm having the best time!" she gushed.

It was late afternoon when we left the Rodin museum. I could tell she was tired from her long weekend touring and fucking Alec. I had one more thing I wanted to do with her.

We held hands and playfully bumped into each other as we walked along the romantic banks of the Seine. We came to the Pont des Arts, a pedestrian bridge over the river. I guided Jen to the mid-point on the bridge.

I took a combination lock out of my pocket. I'd bought it yesterday at the market. Jen looked questioning at me. "It's called a love lock," I said. With a black magic marker I wrote "Mike + Jen" and drew a heart around our names. Then I locked the lock on the hand rail of the bridge.

I pulled Jen into my arms and said "That means we'll be together forever."

She smiled adoringly into my eyes. "You're the best guy in the world, I love you so much!"

"I love you too Jen," I said, and we kissed.

"This has been the best day ever!" she gushed, snuggling deeper into my arms.

We made love that night. To top off the day, I made her cum on my cock.

We snuggled late into the night, talking and whispering, kissing, hugging. I felt so close to her. We were so much in love. Everything was working, we were perfect for each other. At that moment I was certain we'd be together forever.

The next day we flew home. As we crossed the Atlantic, just as I planned, Phantom came alive. It hacked and infected the new Sapphire program. Then it disappeared as if it never existed.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Consequences Pt. 13

The next week Jen met with the senior partners to give them an update on Memphis. Her team's hard work was paying off. Jen happily announced to the partners she thought they had a really good chance to win the Memphis account.

She was surprised when the senior partners met her good news with frowns instead of smiles. "Jen, you're saying we'll be one of the supporting firms?" her old boss Johnny said.

"Yes, that's always been the goal," Jen said, surprised by his question. Her firm was a small "boutique" advertising firm. They could never handle the entire Memphis account, it was too massive. The plan all along had been to let one of the mega advertising firms be the primary firm, and her firm would be one of the supporting advertising firms. Even as a supporting firm, Memphis would still be their largest client, way bigger than Google.

Jen felt a sense of dread as the partners exchanged concerned glances. "What's wrong?" she asked.

"Jen, we lost Sony and Toyota," Johnny said.

"What?" Jen said shocked. Sony and Toyota were their largest clients after Google. "Why?"

"Why doesn't matter," Frank another senior partner said, glaring at some of his other partners. Clearly there was a lot going on behind the scenes. "What matters is we need to win the ENTIRE Memphis account. We need to be the primary firm."

"My team has been working on this for months, positioning us as a supporting firm," Jen said with a frown. "How can I change direction now and sell us as the primary firm?"

"We have no choice Jennifer," Mr. Winters said, the oldest and most powerful partner. "We're at a critical juncture in the life of our firm."

"Jen, we're looking at massive layoffs," Johnny said with a pained expression.

"We might even go out of business," Frank said gloomily.

"We need to win Memphis as the primary firm," Mr. Winters said. "We're counting on you Jennifer."

Later Jen was sitting in a conference room with Allie, Scott and the rest of her team.

"No way we can do this," Scott said pessimistically. "Memphis sees us as a supporting firm, not a candidate for primary firm."

"He's right Jen," Calvin said gloomily. "It isn't possible. We can't compete against the mega firms. No one here has ever done that before, not even Mr. Winters."

"We have to," Allie insisted. "Otherwise we go out of business. We'll all lose our jobs."

Jen saw everyone looking at her. Her team of 15 people, all of them looking at her, depending on her to lead them, to figure out what to do. The entire firm was depending on her, not just these 15 people, but over 200 people, all their jobs and livelihoods depending on her.

"Okay everyone," she said trying to sound more confident than she felt. "Let's brainstorm. I want ideas. No idea is too out of the box or crazy, I want all of them. We'll write them down and then we'll go through them, one by one. We're going to do this. We WILL win Memphis. We WILL be their primary firm."

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

Jen worked non-stop for the next 6 weeks. I barely saw her, she was working 24/7, traveling every week all over the world. Finally she got a weekend off.

We went to the bistro down the street from our loft apartment for brunch. "So you think you've turning the corner?"

"It's a start," Jen said with a shrug. "Memphis is starting to see us as a candidate for lead firm. But now we have to win it against all that competition, the mega firms. It's going to be really hard. At least I won't have to travel as much for a while." She reached across the table and squeezed my hand. "I've missed you baby."

"I've missed you too," I said squeezing her hand back. I joked, "At least you were able to see Jamie and Alec." In the past 6 weeks she'd managed to see Jamie and Alec a few times in Miami and Paris. Although, everything had been so last minute I wasn't able to be at any of her hookups.

"I'm sorry Mike, are you upset?"

"No, I'm good," I said squeezing her hand again. "I really mean it, I'm glad you were able to have some fun, you've been working really hard."

She grinned at me. "So, when are you going to tell me your second wish?"

"I don't want to bother you," I said with a shrug. "You've got a lot on your plate right now."

"It's not a bother baby, I want to," she said squeezing my hand. She joked "I could use some excitement after all this work."

"Jamie and Alec aren't exciting?" I teased.

"More like booty calls," she said with a laugh. "They help relieve tension."

"I'm here too to help with that," I pointed out. Although I knew I couldn't "relieve her tension" as good as her lovers.

"I know that honey," she said in a soft voice, hugging me. "Come on, tell me what your second wish is."

"Okay," I said. Hesitantly I said "You know how you got close to Ricky, Scott and Tom? I want to experience that again."

"You hated that," Jen said with a frown.

"I hated and loved it," I said. "I understand things better now. I understand how you can feel love for another man, but not love him. I want to experience that again, so I can really enjoy it this time. Don't you want to have one more romance before we stop playing the game?"

"I'm doing that with Jamie and Alec," she said with an impish smile.

"Not really," I said. "I know you like them. But they're safe. Jamie's young and Alec's married. You said it yourself, you could never get serious with them."

"That's true ..." Jen said.

"What do you think of my idea?" I asked.

She smiled sheepishly and brushed her hair behind her ear. "I guess it would be fun to have one more romance before we stop playing the game," she admitted, warming to the idea. She frowned. "It's not that easy though, finding someone interesting."

"I've been thinking about that," I said hesitantly. "I know we have the no old boyfriend rule -."

"No Mike, we're not breaking that rule," she said immediately.

"You said you'd do anything," I pointed out.

"No Mike we made the rule before I said that," she said a little exasperated. "Anyway it wouldn't help. I'm over those guys. If I saw them again it would just be to fuck, that's all."

"Really?" I said surprised. "I thought -."

"Those guys were just an infatuation," Jen said. "Once it was over, it was over. They're just like Alec and Jamie, they don't mean anything."

"Okay, I get it," I said. "That's what I want though, one last time. To see you infatuated with another guy."

She couldn't help laughing at my kinky obsession. "Okay, I'll do it. But there's still the problem of finding an interesting guy."

"Do you have anyone in mind?"

"Let me think about it," she said looking thoughtful. "It sounds like you're thinking more than a weekend fling?"

"I was thinking 9 ½ weeks," I said with a grin.

"Seriously?" she said with a laugh. "Like the movie?"

"That's how they named the movie," I said. "The infatuation part of a new relationship lasts around that long."

She thought about it. "I'm not sure that's true," she said.

"I know," I said. I squeezed her hand. "I just think it's better to have a definite cut off."

"I think you're right," she said smiling at me and squeezing my hand back.

Later that day she sat next to me and abruptly said "What about Drums?"

"What?" I said catching up to her thinking. "You and Drums?"

"Yeah," she said, brushing her hair behind her ear. Clearly she'd been thinking about this since brunch. "I know you're friends ..."

"Not really," I said. "I mean, we're friends but not close. You're attracted to him?"

"Sorta," she admitted. "He's hot. I've always thought so. He's interesting. Kind of a free spirit. You know how I love music."

"Yeah," I said thinking about how Drums had hit on Jen at Colin's party during Homecoming weekend. "He clearly likes you."

"I guess," Jen said with a laugh, brushing her hair behind her ear again. "We've been texting each other since Homecoming."

"Really?" I said surprised.

"Not a lot," she said handing me her iPhone so I could see their conversation. "Mostly just telling me about how their tour is going."

"You don't need to show me the texts, I believe you," I said handing her phone back.

"I would've told you if I'd known we'd be thinking about this," she assured me.

"I know baby," I said. "So you like him?"

"I think there's potential," she said. "The Ramones are in New York next weekend. He invited us to their concert."

"So what're you thinking?" I asked with a lustful smile.

"I'm thinking I should go," she said smiling back. "But you can't because you'll be out of town."

"I'll be out of town huh?" I said grinning.

"Yeah, you will," Jen said smiling.

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

Drums relentlessly pounded the young brunette. "Oh yeah, fuck me Drums, fuck me!" the busty brunette squealed.

Drums paused a moment, sweating and panting, and looked down at the young girl beneath him, his cock still buried deep inside her. She was maybe 26. She was sorta cute, although her nose and mouth were a tad too big. She could stand to lose a few pounds around her belly and thighs, but her tits where big and firm, and her pussy felt tight around his cock. Definitely fuck-worthy, at least for a one night stand.

He smiled. One of the benefits of being a rock star was he had a never ending supply of willing pussy. He met this chick earlier that evening after their concert, she'd won tickets and a backstage tour from a local radio station. She'd been easy to seduce. Groupies always were.

He'd wanted her girlfriend, she was prettier. But she'd gone home with Malcolm, the Ramone's lead guitarist. Why did guitar players always get the best girls?

"Come on Drums, don't tease me," the busty brunette whined, moving her hips trying to get him to fuck her again.

"Okay, okay," Drums said starting to pound her again. "What's your name again?"

"Lacy," the young girl said, moving her hips to meet Drum's thrusts. "Yeah Drums fuck me, just like that, yeah you fuck me so good!"

"I'm gonna cum!" Drums growled moments later. "Where do you want it?"

"Cum inside me!" Lacy begged. "I want you inside me!"

Drums lurched into the girl and shot his cum deep inside her. Then he fell onto the bed. Lacy immediately snuggled into his arm. "That was so fucking good!" she gushed, a big smile on her face. "God I can't believe I just fucked a Ramones!"