Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"I can't honey," Nicole said regretfully. "I've been with Collin all week. I need to spend time with Nick and our girls."

"That's okay, I get it," Jen said, disappointed. She forced a smile. "Frankie probably won't let me out of bed anyway, not after tonight."

They exchanged cell numbers. "I hope it works out for you and Mike," Nicole said.

"Thanks," Jen said. "I hope it works for you and Nick too."

The two girls went back to the 2nd VIP floor. They hugged one last time, then went to their men. As Nicole walked to Collin, she decided not to tell Nick about Jen or the Ecstasy, at least not immediately. Nick was already dealing with so much, and honestly Nicole had to process for herself what happened tonight.

Drums practically attacked Jen as she approached, kissing and fondling her and pulling her body close. "God that was so hot! I'm gonna fuck you all night long!"

"Let's go!" Jen said dragging Drums out of the club and to a taxi. She wanted him just as bad!

Jen and Drums were all over each other in the taxi. Jen was so high from lust and drugs, she would've let Drums fuck her in the cab but the ride was short.

Inside their hotel room Drums roughly threw Jen onto the bed, her dress flying up around her waist. She opened her legs and frantically worked on Drums's pants. She got him out, he was hard as granite!

She grabbed his shoulders, pulling him down on her, the entire time kissing and tonguing each other. Jen wanted him inside her so bad! Drums thrust his cock into her pussy! He fucked her like a madman! Jen came almost immediately, the Ecstasy and everything that evening sending her into a rapturous orgasm!

Drums ripped the dress off Jen's shoulder, pawing at her now naked tits. Somewhere in her mind Jen realized she'd never wear the Chanel dress again, but at that moment she didn't care.

Even though they'd fucked earlier that day, Drums felt his orgasm approach quickly. It was going to be a great one too! He pounded Jen relentlessly, harder, deeper. He put Jen's long stockinged legs on his shoulders so he could get even deeper! Her pussy felt incredible, better than ever!

He felt himself go over the edge. He paused mid-stroke as he edged over the point of no return, and then he pounded her violently, his hips jerking wildly as he shot ropes of his fertile sperm deep into Jen's unprotected pussy.

Shooting into Jen's unprotected pussy ...

Frankie hadn't worn a condom!

Jen was still too high to care, or even notice. All she knew was, their sex had been freaking incredible!

Drums was one of those guys who didn't get completely soft after cumming. Panting from their sex, he rolled them onto their sides, his cock still deep inside Jen pussy. Jen put her long slim leg over his, and they kissed still enraptured by post-orgasmic bliss.

They made out for a long time. At first it was tender, loving kisses after sex. But their kissing became more passionate, and Drums began rocking back and forth inside Jen. Soon he was hard again and they made slow tender love.

They made love a long time, long slow strokes, kissing and touching each other. Drums made Jen cum again, and after that orgasm, after all that fucking, her mind finally cleared. "You're not wearing a condom," she said.

"I know," he said kissing her. "It feels so fucking good!"

It did feel good! Jen didn't have the will to stop him (nor did she want to, not really, not at that moment, feeling him bare inside her felt too good!). "You've got to pull out this time," she said caressing his face. "Promise me."

"I promise," he said, moving faster. He was close. Jen knew it. She used her pussy muscles to massage his cock. That sent him over the edge. He grunted and arched his back, his entire body flexing. At the last moment he pulled out and came all over Jen's tummy.

Jen was amazed at the amount of sperm on her tummy. This boy always came so much. If he came that much this time, how much had he shot into her before? Into her unprotected womb?

They fell asleep, exhausted from the excitement, the drugs, the alcohol. In the middle of the night Jen woke with Drums fucking her again. "You're not wearing a condom," she said.

"I know," Drums said, fucking her harder and faster.

Jen didn't stop him. It felt so good! She'd almost forgotten how good it felt to have a big cock bareback inside her. "You have to pull out," she reminded him between kisses.

"I will," he promised. Drums came moments later. The feeling and thought of being bare inside Jen was just too much! This time – frantic from passion – Drums shot one rope of sperm into Jen before pulling out and shooting the rest on her stomach. Jen was too groggy to notice. They fell asleep with Drums spooning Jen. His fertile sperm from earlier and just now leaked from her well used pussy.

When Jen awoke the sun was shining and Drums was sucking her nipple. "God not again," she protested half-heatedly, her pussy sore. Soon though Drums had her moaning and writhing under him. He mounted her. Sober and awake now she said "Put on a condom."

"Why does it matter now?" he said, penetrating her bareback. He fucked her missionary, then he moved her to her elbows and knees, pounding her from behind, bareback. He made her cum, and then Jen hurriedly pulled off his cock. She swallowed him and finished him in her mouth.

"You shit!" Jen said pushing him away. "You promised to use condoms!"

"I was so fucked up last night," Drums said acting innocent. He'd been really high on marijuana and coke, and lustful after watching Jen with Nicole. But really those were excuses, he knew what he was doing. He wanted to fuck Jen bareback! Part of him wanted Jen pregnant with his baby.

"I didn't know until it happened," he lied. "It felt too good to stop. You weren't complaining."

Jen glared at him. She suspected he wasn't telling the whole truth. But she'd been fucked up too. She'd wanted to feel him bare inside her.

She felt shamefaced about how out-of-control she'd gotten, fingering Nicole on the dance floor. On the dance floor! What had she been thinking? Although Nicole was little more than a stranger, Jen worried the older beautiful woman might never want to talk to her again.

But all of that paled next to letting Frankie fuck her bare back. Letting him cum inside her!

She hurriedly counted days. Her cycle was like clockwork. She shouldn't be ovulating yet. But she was close. She hurriedly got up and took a shower, washing her private parts. She knew it wasn't much, but what else could she do? She didn't believe in abortion or morning after pills. She would just have to pray.

Drums felt bad and guilty seeing Jen so upset. Still, he hoped he'd gotten her pregnant. He knew she thought of him as just temporary. Maybe a baby would make him permanent.

Jen was cold to Drums the rest of the morning. Eventually Drums left for the Bar Mitzvah.

In London, Mike met Jim for a late lunch. "Things are better?" Mike asked.

"Yeah, what a difference a week makes," Jim said looking relieved and happy. "I moved back home. Stacy and I are good, really good. Dannika's the best baby."

"Dannika?"

"Yeah," Jim said. "We called her Emma for a couple days. But she's Dannika, not Emma. We've talked non-stop, me and Stacy. She went a little crazy over Darren but that's over now. We're good now. You really helped Mike, to get my head on straight."

"That's good," Mike said smiling.

"Honestly?" Jim said with a wicked smile, lowering his voice. "I'm getting into it again. You know, Stacy having another man's baby. I haven't told Stacy yet. Things are still delicate. But now that I know she loves me, and only me ... well, I mean, I can enjoy it. You know what I mean? The whole thing about Darren getting her pregnant, and Stacy having his baby."

"Yeah, I get it," Mike said his heart pounding.

"Did you talk to Jen about Scott?" Jim asked.

"Not yet," Mike said. "I'm not sure I will. That fantasy's really out there." Mike laughed. "I told you about her no-boyfriend rule. Anyway she's with Drums now."

"Have you thought about Drums getting her pregnant?" Jim asked. "He's your old college friend right? That's hot too, an old friend getting your wife pregnant."

"Yeah I've thought about it," Mike said with another nervous laugh. "Honestly I'm not sure if I can really go through with it."

"Think about it Mike," Jim said encouragingly. "Imagine Drums fucking Jen as she breast feeds his baby. Or maybe it's his baby's 1 year birthday. You're downstairs singing happy birthday with your family, and Jen's upstairs letting Drums fuck her. It's so hot!"

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"You're gonna do that with Stacy?" Mike asked his throat hoarse with excitement.

"I wish, but I can't," Jim said. "I'm never letting Darren get close to Stacy again. But Jen won't fall in love with Drums, right?"

"I don't think so," Mike said, his cock so hard.

Jen didn't go to the Bar Mitzvah with Drums, wanting alone time to call Mike. "Hi baby," Jen said as Mike answered the phone.

"How's San Antonio?" Mike asked brightly.

"God Mike it got so crazy last night," Jen said. She told him about Nicole.

"Seriously?" Mike said gawking into the phone.

"I know I got so fucked up last night," Jen said shamefaced.

"Don't feel bad, that's so hot!" Mike said excitedly.

Jen couldn't help laughing. "God men are all the same," she said laughing.

"Nicole's pretty?" Mike asked eagerly. "Did you take a picture?"

"Sorry no," Jen said with a giggle. "She's prettier than Allie maybe. She looks like a movie star. She's probably prettier than me."

"No one's prettier than you," Mike assured her.

"Whatever," Jen said laughing again. Mike always put her on a pedestal. Then she got serious. "Honey I did something terrible last night. I was so messed up, Frankie was too. He didn't use a condom. He came inside me."

Mike didn't respond, remembering his conversation with Jim. "Baby, say something," Jen said worriedly.

"It's okay," Mike finally said. "It was bound to happen sooner or later."

"You're not mad?" Jen asked.

"It was bound to happen eventually," Mike said. "Sex gets out of control sometimes."

"Yeah ..."

"Are you ovulating?" Mike asked.

"Not yet," Jen said. Wanting to come completely clean she added "I'm close though."

"... okay," Mike said after another long pause. "I'll be there for you honey," he promised. "I'm still the father right?"

"Of course you are!" Jen said immediately.

"I just want to make sure you haven't fallen in love with Drums," Mike said. He said it as a joke, but of course it was anything but.

"I haven't Mike," Jen said seriously. "I only love you."

"I want to finish the 9 weeks," Mike said. "I guess this is how a real relationship evolves. Eventually a girl doesn't make her boyfriend use condoms. She lets him cum inside her sometimes."

Jen frowned at that. "I don't mind finishing the 9 weeks, but I'm gonna make him use condoms," she said.

"Okay," Mike said. "I'm just saying, it's between you and Drums."

Jen stared into the phone. Her husband was telling her it was okay for her very fertile lover to be inside her without a condom, to cum inside her? Was that what he was saying? Jen knew Mike had a pregnancy fantasy, but this was real. Tom had been an accident. Was Mike telling her he wanted her to intentionally let Frankie get her pregnant?

"Mike, I need to ask you something," Jen said. "Your third wish ... do you want me to let another man get me pregnant?"

There it was, the big elephant in the room, the issue Mike and Jen had been dancing around for months. Now it was out in the open.

"I'm not sure," Mike said honestly. "It's something I've thought about."

"God Mike you're crazy," Jen said irritably. "I've played along with your fantasy. But I'm not going to let another man get me pregnant on purpose. What happened with Tom was an accident."

"Why are you getting mad?" Mike asked.

"Because sometimes your fantasies are crazy!" Jen said. "A baby isn't a game Mike!"

"Don't you believe I'll always love you? I'll always be there for you and the baby?"

That made Jen pause. She thought about their life together, how he'd always been there for her. "I don't doubt that Mike," she told him. "It's just –."

"Jen, I'm not even sure I can have children," Mike said, voicing something he'd been thinking about. "Think of all the times we've had unprotected sex. I never got you pregnant."

"People aren't rabbits Michael," Jen said scowling into the phone.

Mike took a deep breath, calming himself. "I know you like Drums a lot," he said. "You're having fun. I WANT you to have fun, to be wild. These memories will last us a lifetime after we stop playing. So I'm okay if you don't always make him use a condom. It's okay if it's spontaneous. It's up to you and Drums. That's all I'm saying honey."

"... okay," Jen said after a long pause, her anger subsiding as she listened to her husband's calm reasonableness. She knew her husband's fantasies, it was like an addiction with him. But how could she blame him? She lost control too, just look at what happened with Nicole last night. In the end, she was in control of what happened.

"I'm going to keep making Frankie use condoms," she told Mike. "But if something happens like last night I won't get so upset." After a moment she said "You won't hold it against me, right? If something really happens?"

"I promise baby," Mike said solemnly. "I'll always be there for you."

After hanging up with Jen Mike went to an internet café. He'd scouted it yesterday; there weren't any security cameras inside. He used hacker tricks to bounce around servers, so it looked like he was in India. Then he used a backdoor to get into Sapphire. He stayed in for 15 minutes, then he logged off. He used a hacker routine to delete his footprint on the computer. He wiped the keyboard with a Wet One, removing his fingerprints. He paid with cash and left.

"Mike Andrews just hacked into Sapphire, from an internet café in London," Trent told Colonel Banks, handing the CATF Director the report.

Banks read the report. The café didn't have cameras inside, but they'd tracked Andrews using traffic and ATM cameras leading up to the café. Also, the hacker routines he'd used to hide his presence were no match for the government's cyber security programs.

"He didn't do anything," Trent said. "Just looked around again."

Colonel Banks nodded, the report said the same thing. "Why is Andrews in London?" the colonel asked.

"Apparently he's helping his wife develop software for her job, some kind of marketing computer program," Trent said.

"Keep watching him," Banks ordered handing the report back to Trent. Colonel Banks looked out the window, thinking. Why was Andrews hacking in and not doing anything? What was he up to?

Drums got back around dinner time (it had been an afternoon Bar Mitzvah). He worried Jen was still in a bad mood.

To his surprise she met him at the door with nothing on but a smile and high heels. "I'm sorry I was such a bitch," she said kissing him. "It wasn't your fault."

They were fucking moments later. This time Drums wore a condom. It still felt fucking good!

"What happened?" Drums said after. Jen's head was on his chest, her leg over his. He had his arm around her and was stroking her soft blonde hair.

"Mike and I talked," she said, running her fingertips over his chest. "He said it's okay for us to be spontaneous. Since we don't have much time left."

"What do you mean?" Drums said.

Jen got up and sat Indian style on the bed next to him. She decided to come clean with Drums. "This game only lasts 9 weeks Frankie," she said. "We only have 4 weeks left."

"What?" Drums said shocked. "Who decided that?"

"Mike and I decided it, before we started," Jen said. "I should have told you sooner."

"Damn right you should have told me sooner!' Drums said angrily. "What, you think you're fucking game masters or something? Dicking around with people?"

"Baby I told you it was temporary," Jen said rubbing his arm.

Drums angrily pulled his arm from her, glaring at her. Then he squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his hands, willing himself to not lose it. "Listen Jen, I get I'm just temporary," he said trying to be calm and reasonable. "But I thought we'd just roll with it. Let it end naturally. Not some artificial deadline. What if I'm still into you and you're into me after 9 weeks? What then?"

"I don't know Frankie," Jen said, feeling terrible but not knowing what else to do. "That's just how it has to be. I have to go back to my life, with Mike."

"What about my life? What do I get?" he said angry and hurt.

"We got to be together," Jen said gripping his hand. "You knew this couldn't go on forever. But think of all the fun we've had."

"So this is what it's like to have a real girlfriend," he said sarcastically. "You dump me, I have no say in it. Sounds like the same thing to me."

They spent most of the rest of the night and the next morning in bed. Their sex was passionate but melancholy. Before leaving for the airport, Jen let him inside her again without a condom. He pulled out before cumming.

They parted at the airport. Jen felt bad on the flight home. She didn't love Drums but she cared for him.

When Mike got home later that night Jen was already asleep. He was disappointed, because he desperately wanted to make love to his wife. So much had happened that weekend, Mike was beyond himself with desire. He snuggled up to her and reached into the old t-shirt she wore and cupped her breasts, hoping to wake her up enough for at least a quickie. She protested sleepily. She kissed him hello, pulled his arm tight around her and promised "tomorrow morning baby, okay?"

But they didn't have sex the next morning, or any time the next day.

When Jen woke up Mike was already awake, looking into her pretty face and gently stroking her long blonde hair. "Hi honey," he said smiling. He kissed her and his hand went to her breast. He wanted her so bad!

"Hi baby," she said, smiling back and giggling at seeing her husband so clearly horny. Then she remembered Drums and her smile faded.

"What's wrong?" Mike asked. "Did something else happen this weekend?"

"I told Frankie about the 9 weeks," Jen said sitting up. "He wasn't happy."

"Oh," Mike said sitting up too. He understood why Drums wouldn't be happy, but there had to be an end to it. Every game has an end. Otherwise the game becomes life. "I don't want to make it any longer."

"I don't either baby," Jen assured Mike, rubbing his arm. "Longer wouldn't help anyway. He doesn't like the artificial deadline thing."

Mike shrugged. Tough shit. That was Drums's problem, not his. He put his arm around his wife and hugged her, kissing her head. "I missed you," he said.

"I missed you too," Jen said looking up into his face.

Mike so wanted his wife! She was his, her body belonged to him! He lowered his head and kissed her lips, his hand going to her breast again.

Jen didn't push him away, but she clearly wasn't into it, barely kissing him back at all. "What's wrong?" he asked.

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"Nothing," she said wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him back to her. But Mike could tell she wasn't into it, she was distracted.

"What's wrong?" he said again sitting up.

"I'm sorry," Jen said sitting up too. "I just can't get Frankie out of my head." She quickly rubbed his chest and added "I don't love him or anything. It's just I wanted to show him what a real relationship was like, so maybe he'd grow up a little, meet a nice girl and settle down. Now I feel like I've made it worse."

The mood broken, Mike suggested they go to their favorite bistro for brunch. "I've got an idea," he said. "It's kind of crazy."

"Most of your ideas are crazy," Jen said with a playful laugh. "What?"

"It might help Drums with closure," Mike said. "And it works with my wish 2."

"Okay, what?" Jen said curious.

"What if you really became his girlfriend for the last 4 weeks?" Mike said. "Not just weekends, but all the time. Moved in with him."

"What?" Jen said trying to catch up.

"You said their tour is mostly over, right? They're just doing one-offs on weekends? Drums can move to New York for a month. You could move in together. You could travel with him on weekends."

"What about us?" Jen asked frowning. She wouldn't mind spending more time with Frankie, she liked him. But she barely saw Mike already.

"I'll be in London a lot anyway, working on the Ring," Mike said with a shrug. "We'll see each other at work when I'm home. We can go to lunch." He grinned. "Maybe grab a quickie."

"You want me to cheat on my boyfriend huh?" Jen teased. "I'm not sure about that."

"It's a win-win honey," Mike said seriously. "You'll have more time together. He'll be able to get closure. You will too. And this all works into my fantasy."

"God Mike where do you get these ideas ..." she said. But she was thinking about his idea. Frankie did need closure. And maybe Mike was right, maybe she did too. Not just with Frankie, but with their game. One last "all-in" romance before they stopped playing.

She'd miss Mike, but he was going to be gone a lot anyway. And Mike wanted this, she could tell. She remembered the definition of "cuckold" from the dictionary: "The wife may also separate from her cuckold husband for some period of time to become the full time "girlfriend" or "wife" of a favorite lover."

It was a crazy idea. Move in with another man? Be his full-time girlfriend? Not be with her real husband? But maybe Mike was right, it was a win-win. And it was for only 4 weeks.

In a way, agreeing to this was a pay back to him, not just his second wish, but for his incredible help with Memphis. At least that was how she rationalized it to herself.

"Maybe I should call Frankie," Jen finally said.

"Yeah," Mike agreed excitedly.

They went back to their loft apartment and Jen called Drums. Mike gave her space, leaving her alone in the bedroom.

"What do you want?" Drums asked. There was hurt and anger in his voice. He also sounded drunk and maybe high.

"Mike and I feel bad about this," Jen said softly. "He has an idea."

"Mike does, does he?" Drums said sarcastically. "Like his 9 week idea? What am I, a movie? Is that his idea, to give me an extra half week?"

"That was OUR idea Frankie, mine and his," Jen said getting annoyed. "Are you going to listen or what?"

"Go ahead," he said with a derisive "whatever" tone.

Patiently, Jen said "I'll move in with you for the last 4 weeks."

"What?"

"I'll be your REAL girlfriend Frankie, not your sorta girlfriend," Jen said.

"But still just for 4 weeks," Drums said sarcastically.

"You keep saying you wish we dated in college," Jen said. "I guess I kinda wish we did too. Isn't this better than nothing?"

Drums was silent as he considered. "What does "real" girlfriend mean?" he asked, emphasizing the word "real."

"I'll move in with you," Jen said. "I'll travel with you on weekends."

"What about Mike?" Drums asked.

"I mean, I'd see him --."

"No," Drums said interrupting her. He was sober now, their conversation purging the coke and alcohol from his system. "If you're my real girlfriend you can't see Mike. It wouldn't be real."

"I work with Mike," Jen protested.

"Then he's like any other co-worker," Drums said. "No hugging, no kissing, nothing. Definitely no sex."

"God Frankie he's my husband," Jen said.

"That's what I'm saying!" Drums said exasperated. "This real girlfriend idea is bullshit!"

"Okay, okay," Jen said relenting. She had to admit, he had a point. And it was only 4 weeks and Mike would be gone a lot of that time. "I'll do it," she said. "No romance, no sex. I'll treat Mike like a co-worker."

Drums smiled triumphantly. "Okay then," he said. "I'll catch a flight to New York right now. I have a buddy who lives in New York, he's in Europe for 6 months. We can stay there, it's a nice place."

"Okay, I'll meet you there," Jen said.

"Jen, you're my real girlfriend right now, right?" Drums asked. "For the next 4 weeks, right?"

"Yes, right now," Jen agreed.

"Okay, well – I don't want my girlfriend hanging with another guy," Drums said. "I want you to leave Mike and go to our apartment right now."

"Hey," Jen said to Mike a few moments later, walking out to him and poking him in the arm. "Frankie said okay. He's flying up right now."

"Where will you live?" Mike asked.

"His friend has an apartment in the Bronx," Jen said. "It's a nice building, I just looked it up. I guess I'll go over there and meet him." She smiled seeing the lust in her husband's face. "This is really turning you on, huh?"

"Yeah," he admitted. His cock was so hard. "I know you'll love sex with Drums every day."

"Yeah I guess," Jen said with a nervous laugh. "It'll be strange. I've only ever lived with you. Even with Collin I just slept over sometimes, I never lived with him."

"It's only 4 weeks," Mike said, putting his hands under Jen's blouse and feeling her flat stomach. He loved feeling her tight ab muscles. He pulled up her blouse and kissed her sexy stomach.

"No Mike," she giggled, stepping away. "I'm Frankie's girlfriend now."

"Seriously?" Mike said. "What about the quickies at lunch?"

"I can't be his girlfriend if I'm also your wife," Jen said. "He wants me to go over to the Bronx apartment now."

"HE wants you?" Mike said. He was getting use to the idea of another man telling Jen what to do.

"He's my boyfriend now Mike," Jen explained. "If it was the other way, would you want me hanging out with him?"

She took off her wedding and engagement rings (she'd put them back on last night after getting home from San Antonio). She took off the Sophia ring too. "Do you really want to do this? Tell me now Mike. Once we start I don't want to stop, it wouldn't be fair to Frankie."

"... yeah, I want to do this," Mike said his voice hoarse from excitement. He held out his hand and Jen gave him her rings. "Can I ask you something? Are you doing this because you want to? Or because it's my wish?"

"Kinda both I guess," Jen said. After a moment she added, "You know how I said you push me into things? So you kinda lose say? Remember?"

"Yeah, I remember."

"It's kinda that too," Jen said. "I'm doing this for me, and for you. For us. Hopefully we'll both get our fill of the game."

"Yeah, hopefully," Mike said. He couldn't help grinning. "I can't tell you how hot I am right now!"

"This does not allow you to see other girls, got that bubble boy?" Jen said with a grin. She said it jokingly but she was serious. "I better not hear you seeing Jasmine Kelly."

"Jen, I seriously have no interest in her," Mike said.

"You better not mister," she said giving him a playful punch in the arm. "I guess I'll go," she said picking up a small bag. Mike hadn't noticed but she'd packed some things. "You're going back to London this week? I'll come by for more stuff then."

"Okay," Mike said. "Four weeks right?"

"Yeah, four weeks," she said. "For four weeks we're just co-workers. After that I'm your wife again." They hugged. Then he watch his wife – the person he loved more than life itself – leave their apartment to go live with her boyfriend. Moments later Mike had his cock out, furiously beating off.

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Consequences Pt. 18

~~ Week 6 ~~

After leaving Mike, Jen taxied to the Bronx apartment. Drums called ahead and the landlord let her in, giving her a few admiring glances.

The apartment was clean but dusty, and the refrigerator was empty. Jen cleaned up and went to the grocery store.

Drums arrived a couple hours later. "Hi girlfriend," he said grinning.

"Hi," she said with a laugh. An awkward moment passed between them.

"So what do you want to do first?" he asked.

She gave him a playful "seriously?" look. Drums suddenly threw her over his shoulder, and they laughed as he carried her into the bedroom and playfully threw her on the bed.

They'd fucked all weekend, but still they were desperately hot for each other! They tore at their clothes! "I'm not gonna wear a condom!" Drums growled as he mounted her.

"Just pull out!" Jen cried.

Their fucking was frantic and fast. Drums rolled her onto her elbows and knees, taking her like a bitch in heat, whipping her ass with his hands, calling her slut and whore. Jen loved it! She loved it rough, love it when he treated her like a cheap whore!

Drums gave her an incredible orgasm. She collapsed onto his chest, her orgasm so powerful she couldn't support herself on her elbows. Drums continued to relentlessly pound her, gripping her hips tight to give him more leverage to violently ram his cock into her unprotected pussy. Just as his body convulsed, at the very last moment, he pulled out and came all over Jen's back.

"Our sex can't always be like that," Jen said after, a big smile on her face. "I was already sore!"

"You just need to get used to me," Drums said smiling and lying on his back, his arms folded behind his head.

"I'm not sure it's possible to ever get used to this," Jen giggled, gently squeezing his cock. Even after cumming and partially soft, her fingers still barely touched around his shaft. He was so thick!

Drums wrapped his arms around her. "Sorry I was such an ass earlier," he said referring to all his conditions. "I only get you for 4 weeks. Mike gets you for the rest of your life."

"Mike and I talked about it, it's okay," Jen said kissing his chest. Thinking of Mike made her feel guilty. "It'd help if we don't talk about him."

"I won't," Drums promised. "I just wanted to apologize. I'm gonna try to be a really good boyfriend."

"You already are baby," Jen said in a soft voice, kissing his chest again. "I want to tell ya something though," she said purposefully using her little girl voice. "Most times you have to use a condom, okay? This isn't about Mike. I'm not ready to have a baby. Okay?"

"You might already be pregnant," Drums said, referring to the other night when he came inside her. He said proudly "I'm pretty fertile."

"Okay, that's not a good boyfriend thing to say!" Jen said with an incredulous laugh.

"What should I say?" Drums said smiling.

"How about, I'm really sorry honey I won't do it again," Jen said with another laugh.

Drums tilted his head inquisitively. "You don't seem worried."

"I've been there before," Jen said with a shrug. Seeing Drums's questioning look, she decided to come clean. They needed to talk about this anyway, she might as well get it over with. "Mike and I play, right? Another man got me pregnant." She shrugged again, melancholy passing over her face. "I lost the baby." She forced herself not to get upset. She tapped his chest with her finger and said "We have to use condoms. And when we don't – and I like it that way as much as you – you have to pull out. But if you get me pregnant" – she tapped his chest again – "Mike is the father. You get that, right?"

"I'll get to see the baby sometimes, right?" Drums asked. "Be an uncle or something? It'll be my baby, I should have some rights."

"... I guess," Jen said after a moment. "Let's not talk about it okay? Try not to let it happen."

"Okay," Drums said. But part of him wanted it to happen.

They had sex again that night. This time they were on their sides, facing each other, Jen's leg over his, Drums's arm around her, looking into each other's face.

"It's this okay?" Drums asked, going deep but slow and not hard. He softly kissed her.

"Yeah, feels good," Jen said, softly kissing him back.

They fucked that way a long time, slow and gentle, deep, kissing and touching. "Are you gonna cum?" he asked.

"I think so, if you can last a little longer," Jen said her eyes closed, concentrating.

"I'm good," he assured her.

"Okay, just a little more," Jen panted. "Can you rub my nipples?"

Drums gingerly cupped Jen's small breast and rubbed her nipple. "Yeah, good," she moaned. She gripped his hard bicep, pressing her forehead into his chest. "Oh god ..." she groaned as she climaxed. Her body shuddered as pleasure flowed through her body. Her orgasm wasn't so intensely out of control as before, but it was still really good, and she felt so full with his big thick cock inside her.

Drums went a few minutes longer. She saw frustration on his face. "Are you gonna cum?" she asked.

"I'm not sure," he said. He grinned at her. "I've cum a lot this weekend." Despite his smile Jen sensed his frustration.

"Would it help if you took off the condom?" she asked.

"Yeah," he said eagerly.

"Okay, go ahead," Jen said. "Just pull out, okay?"

Drums hurriedly pulled out, took off the condom, and entered her again. "God this feels so much better!" he gushed.

"Yeah," Jen said her eyes rolling back into her head. There was nothing like skin-to-skin! The absence of the sheath made a big difference. Frankie's thick cock stretched her super tight, and with the condom gone she could better feel the thick veins that ran up and down his shaft, and also his big bulging cock head. The feeling was exquisite! She could get addicted to this, and she knew that was a bad thing.

"Remember to pull out, okay?" she panted. She knew she was close to ovulating, this was not a good time for him to cum inside her!

"I will," Drums promised. He rolled her onto her back. He continued to fuck her slow and gently, but god sooo deep!

"This is good," Drums said looking into her eyes, fucking her slow.

"Yeah," Jen agreed, looking into his eyes. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down to kiss her.

He changed his angle so now he rubbed against her clit and her g-spot. She dug her nails into his back as he relentlessly moved back and forth, pulling almost all the way out, and then all the way back in, so slow and so deep, his shaft rubbing against her clit and her g-spot like a bow rubbing against the strings of a violin. "God Frankie you're gonna make me cum again!" she gasped grasping his muscular arms.

"I love making love to you Jen," he said looking into her eyes.

"I love making love to you!" Jen cried just as she burst into another orgasm.

Jen's pussy clamped around Frankie's shaft and that pushed him over the edge. With all his will power he managed to pull out just before his cock erupted. He splattered cum all over Jen's stomach.

The next morning Frankie watched as Jen got dressed for work. He got hard watching her pull up her stockings and put on her bra and panties. He was ready to burst by the time she wiggled into her tight designer dress and put on her high heels.

"God you're fucking hot!" he gushed pulling her onto his lap. "You always dress like this?"

"Frankie stop!" she protested giggling. "I have a meeting this morning." She kissed him. "When I get home, okay?" After wiggling from his grasp she asked "What are you doing today?"

"I'm writing a song," he said picking up his guitar. "I've talked to Artie about doing a solo album. I can play the song for you tonight."

"Cool, I'd like that," she said wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him. "Can you get some things today?" She gave him a shopping list.

"Ugh, this is rabbit food!" he groaned seeing the list of fruits, vegetables, and tofu. "Let's just go out."

"We can't go out all the time," Jen said with a laugh. "You don't want me to get fat do you?"

"Okay," he said smiling. He read the rest of the list. "Mattress cover, extra sheets?"

"I don't want to ruin your friend's bed," Jen said giving Frankie a knowing smile. Frankie laughed. Jen laughed too. She pointed at the bottom of the list. "You see that right?"

The last item was condoms. "Get a lot," she said laughing. If he was going to fuck her every night as much as last night and the weekend, they'd need to buy out the store!

"Um, how do you want to pay for this?" Jen said tentatively. She knew money was a touchy subject with guys. But when a guy and girl move in together there were details they had to work out.

"You're my girl Jen, I'm paying for everything," Drums said immediately.

"I have money, I can pay half," Jen offered. She added "It'll be my money, not Mike's."

"I want to pay babe," he insisted. Her dress buttoned up the front. He unbuttoned the dress around her stomach and kissed her belly button.

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"Come on Frankie," she said as his hands went down to the hem of her skirt. He pulled her skirt up around her waist. "I need to get to work."

"You're the boss right?" he said pulling her panties down her long legs, silky with stockings. "You can be late. Now put a condom on me babe," he ordered her. "Or I'm gonna fuck you bareback like last night."

Jen hurried into the conference room. God she was so late! Everyone was there waiting for her when she finally arrived.

She'd managed to fix her hair and makeup in the subway, and smooth her dress (subways were way faster than taxis in the morning, especially from the Bronx to Manhattan). She was pretty sure she didn't look "just fucked," but she felt it. She didn't have time to put her panties back on, and her pussy still throbbed. At least Frankie had used a condom and wasn't leaking down her legs! There was probably still a "just fucked" blush in her cheeks.

She mumbled an excuse about having to see a vendor and started the meeting. She glanced at Mike. He had a hand over his mouth, barely suppressing a laugh. He knew what had happened of course, and he was enjoying Jen's discomfort. The shit! Jen couldn't help smiling at him.

They went around the table, each manager giving a report of his/her team. The only report people wanted to hear though was Mike's. All that mattered was the Ring, and whether or not the Fellowship could make it work.

"We're on schedule," Mike said. Everyone smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. Mike's report ran another 10 minutes, but people stopped listening. All they cared about was it was still a go. They didn't understand most of what he said anyway.

"Fun morning?" Mike asked as he walked into Jen's office after the meeting.

"We're not supposed to talk to each other," Jen reminded him. "Just co-workers, remember?"

"Are you really sticking to that?" Mike said with a laugh.

"It's your fantasy," Jen said smiling at him.

"Yeah but going from married to just co-workers isn't real," Mike said. "It's more like we're taking a break, to work things out."

"Okay, whatever, if that's how you want to see it," Jen said.

Mike definitely preferred that nuance. "So I'm still your husband, so I can ask how last night and this morning went with your boyfriend."

"And I can tell you that Frankie is freaking amazing and leave it at that," Jen teased.

"You're really not going to tell me anything?" Mike said surprised.

"No I'm not," Jen said with a laugh. "You wanted this. Now you have to live with it."

"Okay" Mike said with a resigned shrug. She was right, this was his wish, he'd come up with the idea. He turned to leave.

"Wait," Jen said. She handed him a slip of paper. "You might enjoy this," she said with a smile.

Back in his office, Mike locked the door. He sat down and looked at the paper. Jen had made a copy of the shopping list. Mike's heart pounded as he saw the items at the bottom of the list:

mattress pad extra sheets condoms (lots!)

Mike took out his cock and furiously beat off.

Drums called Jen later that day. "Hey babe," he said. "There's a new band playing at the Roxy tonight. Wanna go?"

"Sounds like fun!" Jen said. She and Mike hardly ever went to see local bands.

"I'll pick you up," Drums offered.

"Um, no, I'll need to change," Jen said. She did want to change, but she also had to worry about people seeing them together so Frankie picking her up at work was not a good idea. She wasn't worried about the Roxy because it was a club in the Bronx. "I'll meet you at home. Let's do dinner there then go, okay?" Jen had eaten out all weekend with Frankie, and drinking was a lot of calories too. Even though she was petite she was always worried about gaining weight, and she liked eating healthy anyway.

When she got home she was surprised Frankie wasn't making dinner. It didn't look like he'd done anything around the apartment either, other than buying the things on her list and playing the guitar. She inwardly sighed. She knew she was spoiled. Mike did most of the housework and always had dinner waiting when she got home. Not every guy was like Mike. Most were like Frankie.

"Um, tomorrow can you do the breakfast dishes?" Jen said looking at him with a crooked smile. Frankie had done nothing more than throw the dirty cups and dishes in the sink. He shrugged as if saying "that's not how I roll babe."

Jen laughed, shaking her head. She made a light healthy dinner. They ate and Drums played his guitar and sang some songs. He was mostly goofing around and soon Jen was rolling over in laughter.

After dinner Jen hurried to get ready. She completely undressed. Then she put on a strapless bra and new panties. She put on pantyhose, a short leather mini-skirt, an off-the-shoulder top and short jacket. She finished the outfit with ankle strap high heels.

"Okay, let's go," Jen said bopping into the living room.

Drums pulled her into his lap. "I've got something for you," he said. He held up an Ecstasy. Jen knew she shouldn't, not on a work day. But things were slow at the office, the Fellowship was doing most of the work with the Ring. She loved the way Ecstasy made her feel! And how great the sex was after!

She opened her lips and Drums pressed the pill into her mouth. Jen managed to swallow the pill just before Drums pushed his tongue into her mouth, kissing her.

"We'll be late," Jen protested, but she didn't fight back too hard.

"You said after you got home," Drums said taking off her jacket and pulling down her top. He expertly unsnapped her bra with one hand (impressing Jen!) and tossed it across the room. "You won't be needing that tonight," he said with a laugh.

"You're so bad!" Jen said laughing back. Then they were kissing again, Drums's hands on her tits.

"I've been thinking about you all day," Drums said. He pushed up her leather skirt and violently ripped a big hole in her pantyhose.

Jen yelped. "I can see that," she said with a laugh. Then he ripped off her panties. She laughed again. She was going to need to buy more underwear!

Then he rammed his cock inside her. He wasn't wearing a condom. "I'll pull out," he assured her. She found it so dirty, she was half undressed, her underwear somewhere around the room, and Frankie was still dressed except his zipper was open and he had his big cock out, fucking her. She and Mike never had raw, dirty spontaneous sex like this! She was really going to enjoy the next 4 weeks!

Drums fucked her hard and fast, and Jen came fast. The fact was, she'd thought about him too that day, and had been wet thinking about his hard body and incredible cock.

Drums wanted to cum inside her but if he did there might be drama and he didn't want to risk ruining the evening. So at the last moment he pulled out, cumming all over her ruined pantyhose.

After they laughed like little kids, giddy about being able to fuck and play with each other whenever they wanted. Living together was like a long sleep over, and they were both having a lot of fun!

Jen went into the bathroom to clean up. She was a mess! Not only had Frankie cum on her pantyhose, he'd also shot sperm on her pussy lips. She knew that was dangerous, but her buzz from the Ecstasy kept her from getting too worried. She wiped herself, pulled off the ruined pantyhose. She decided to go out without hose. With the Ecstasy hitting her, she also decided to go braless and no panties. She pulled up her top, smoothed her mini-skirt, fixed her hair and makeup.

Rejoining Frankie in the living room she reached for her jacket. "You don't need that," Frankie said his eyes on her bosom. With no bra her nipples dented the material of her blouse.

"I'll get cold," Jen whined.

"I'll keep you warm babe," he said putting his arm around her bare shoulders. She knew what that meant! But the Ecstasy was hitting her, and she felt smelly and sweaty from sex. She felt dirty and slutty and loved it!

"Okay, whatever," Jen said laughing. They left for the Roxy club with his arm around her, her arms around his waist.

The band at the Roxy was really good. Jen and Drums danced in place, mostly with Drums behind her holding her hips, with Jen leaning back into his chest. It felt good in his arms, he had a strong muscular body, he made her feel safe and secure.

Drums's hands moved up her sexy flat stomach, under her blouse. He moved up to just below her bosom, and then he began to lightly caress the underside of her breasts with his fingertips.

"You're being so bad," Jen said looking at him over her shoulder. Her eyes closed and her lips formed an O as he ran soft circles over her hard nipples with the tip of his index fingers. "God I can't believe I'm hot for you again already."

"We're made for each other babe," he said kissing her neck, moving up to her ear.

"God Frankie you need to take me home," Jen moaned as he nuzzled just below her ear, one of her biggest erogenous zones.

"I wanna watch the band," he teased.

"Then stop doing that!" she said with a laugh.

"Come here," he said. He dragged her to the back of the club. He pressed her back to the wall and stood in front of her, one of his arms protectively around her. There were people all around but it was dark.

He boldly cupped and fondled her breast. "Frankie stop," Jen said looking around worriedly. This wasn't Cancun, Miami or San Antonio, this was where she lived. Okay they were in the Bronx but still.

"No one can see, I'm in front of you," he said. He moved his hand down, under her skirt. He found her clit. He rubbed her.

"Oh god," Jen said, rolling her head back. Her eyes rolled back into her head as he pushed two of his thick fingers into her pussy, as he continued to rub her clit with his thumb. "You're going to fucking make me cum!" she groaned writhing under his touch.

"You fingered Nicole on the dance floor," Drums said grinning. "Payback's a bitch!"

"God Frankie!" she screamed as she exploded in an orgasm. The band was loud but still people turned to look at them. Jen collapsed into his chest as Drums pulled his hand from her skirt. "God Frankie ..." she panted, pulling down her skirt.

"What would you rather have?" he joked. "That? Or me washing the dishes?"

She looked at him with an amused smile. She knew he was digging at Mike. She could only laugh and punch him in the arm. They listened to the band for a while longer. Later at home, they fucked again of course. This time Jen made him use a condom.

While Jen was getting fingered at Roxy and fucked at the Bronx apartment, Mike was over the Atlantic flying to London. After arriving he spent a long day at the Shire, managing and directing the team (the Fellowship). The Ring was still on schedule.

As it got dark in London he left the Shire and went to a different internet café and hacked into Sapphire using a back door, like last time. Also like last time, the CATF closely monitored his actions.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

After leaving the internet café, not having anything else to do, Mike went back to work. After a couple more hours of work he called Jen.

"I'm about to leave," Jen said sounding hurried. It was 630pm in New York City.

"Do you have a minute?"

"We're not supposed to talk," she teased.

"I'm just reporting to my boss on how things are going in London," Mike joked back.

"Okay, go ahead, how was today?" Jen said with a laugh.

Mike gave her a quick update, telling her the Ring was still on schedule.

"God Mike that's so great!" she gushed. "I don't know how I'll ever pay you back for this!"

"You're paying me back right now," Mike assured her.

"Okay, in that case we better stop talking," Jen said with a laugh.

"We can talk," Mike insisted. "I'm still your husband. We're just taking a break to let you work some things out."

"Hmmm ... to let ME work things out huh?" Jen said playfully scowling into the phone.

"Okay, to let ME works things out," Mike said with a laugh. "However you want to play it."

"This game is complicated," Jen said.

"It's exciting though," Mike said. "You're having fun right? I can ask that. I'm still your husband. I can want the best for you, even though you're with someone else."

Jen understood Mike's game now. She knew for him, a lot of it was mental (like a "mind fuck"). "Okay Mike, what do you want to know?"

"How's the apartment?" Mike asked. "Are you getting along living together?"

"It's only been a little while," Jen said with a laugh. "But yeah. The apartment's nice. I like the neighborhood, I've never spent any time in the Bronx, it's nice. Frankie's good. We get along really well."

"So you're happy?"

"Yes Mike, I'm happy," Jen said. "I'm happy with Frankie." Getting into her "ex-wife" role in this game, she added "I don't know Mike. Maybe we'll get back together. I guess I hope so. But Frankie is who I need right now."

"Yeah, I guess we needed some time apart," Mike said, getting into his "ex-husband" role. He was so turned on and hard! He took out his cock and slowly stroked himself. "So have you worn out those new sheets yet?" he joked, referring to Jen's shopping list.

"We shouldn't talk about that," Jen said, her message being "We're separated Mike, we shouldn't talk about sex between me and my new man."

"I've got to go, I'm late," Jen said. "Take care Mike." She hug up.

Mike couldn't move after Jen hung up. His emotions were in turmoil. Jen couldn't have played it better, a conversation between a separated husband and wife, hoping to get back together in the future, but moving in different paths now. It was hard to be dismissed like that, dismissed so she could hurry off to be with her boyfriend.

Mike's anxiety and hurt were offset by his lustfully excitement. His cock was so hard. Why did seeing Jen in another man's arms turn him on so much? Why did the risk of losing her give him such a lustful thrill? After years of playing the game he still didn't understand his cuckold fantasies.

He closed his eyes and stroked his cock. He thought of Frankie making love to Jen, holding her hand, snuggling her as she fell asleep. He came after just moments.

With his lust satiated, Mike's anxieties took over. He missed Jen. It'd only been a few days but he longed to be with her. Not just for sex. Just to be with her.

He tried to hold back those dark emotions. It was only a few weeks. He told himself to enjoy the experience.

After cleaning up he went back into the Shire. Many of the Fellowship were still there, even though it was pass midnight. He liked the nicknames Shire and Fellowship. He was geek enough to think it cool. Deep down he was also flattered to be called Gandalf behind his back.

He made a point to be the last one to leave, he wanted to show everyone he worked as hard as everyone else. It wasn't hard to stay at work, he had a lot to do, reviewing code, making changes, running tests and simulations, making sure everything worked.

When he finally left it was pushing 4am. He decided to go to his hotel room and get a few hours of sleep. On the way he stopped at a late night pub. He bought a pint. As he sipped the warm beer, he took out a disposal phone he'd bought in NYC. He got online and hacked into Sapphire. He stayed inside Sapphire for 10 minutes, then he removed the battery from the phone. Like before, he tossed both the phone and the battery into the Thames river on the way to his hotel.

As he walked he thought about Jen with Frankie. He forced himself not to get "bad upset," not to spiral into depression. Jen was just playing, they weren't really separated. Okay, maybe she liked Drums, they had things in common and the sex was great, but Jen always came back to him. He resolved to enjoy the rest of his wish 2. There were only a few weeks left.

It was late evening at the CATF center. The conference room was crowded, Colonel Banks had assembled his senior staff. Trent, his chief of staff, distributed reports of Mike's latest hacks into Sapphire. "He hacked in twice today," Trent summarized. "Both times he just looked around, just like the other times."

"No attempt to sabotage Sapphire?" Bill said. Bill was Head of Operations.

Allen studied the report and shook his head no. Allen was Chief Scientist. "There were no attacks against the firewall." He explained further. "Andrews can view the code, but to made changes he'd have to go through the firewall."

"So what's he doing?" Trent asked frustrated. "He's hacked into Sapphire multiple times. All he does is look around."

"Is it possible he got through the firewall?" Colonel Banks asked Allen. "Remember, he's supposed to be smart."

"He IS smart, I've heard of Mike Andrews," Allen said. "Colonel, Andrews is probably capable of getting through the firewall. But we would know about it, the firewall logs all incursions to an encrypted file." Allen shook his head as he studied the reports again. "Andrews didn't get close to the firewall during any of his visits."

"No offense, but let's assume Andrews is smarter than us," Bill said. "Sapphire is about to launch. Let's arrest him now, eliminate the risk."

"And hold him for how long?" Trent asked. "He hasn't done anything."

"Interrogate him," Bill said. "He'll talk, believe me."

Colonel Banks considered, then shook his head. "No, not yet," he said. "Frankly I'm curious to see what he does. Maybe he'll teach us something. If he manages to sabotage Sapphire, we'll simply reboot from the master copy."

As CATF debated arresting Mike, Jen was snuggled into Drums's arm. They were at a get-together of some of his friends. His friends were in the music business too, it seemed he had friends everywhere from being in the business so long.

The party was laid back, just 5 couples, everyone sitting on cushions on the floor, the guys strumming guitars, everyone laughing, talking, humming along. His friends were laid back, avant-garde, "rebel without a cause" types, and she enjoyed the carefree creative atmosphere and the non-linear conversation. She was having a great time, it seemed every day with Frankie was a new adventure!

Drugs and alcohol were everywhere, and Jen was high again on Ecstasy. "I don't get that Eric Snowden guy," Drums said derisively. "He leaks secret papers to CNN and now people treat him like a hero?"

"Dude, the government was spying on people," one of his friends said.

"Hey, I don't have anything to hide," Drums said. "If you don't like America go move to Canada."

"Snowden is, like, exiled," another friend said. "He can never come home."

"Serves him right," Drums said. About half the group nodded in agreement. "What do you think Jen?"

"I kinda think he's a hero," Jen said. "The spying was wrong. He stood up against the government. I think he's brave."

"God, my girlfriend's a fucking liberal," Drums teased playfully. Everyone laughed, and the debate over Snowden continued.

"Let's not talk politics," Jen whispered to Drums.

"Got something better to do?" he teased looking lustfully at her. 30 minutes later they were back in the Bronx apartment fucking.

Jen woke up partially hung over, her head still foggy from the wine, marijuana and Ecstasy. She had a long day ahead and felt terrible. She had to talk to Frankie about toning down the partying during the week, at least all the drugs.

Her body also felt bad because she hadn't worked out lately. Her pussy was getting a workout! But not the rest of her, she couldn't remember the last time she went to the gym. "I need to find a gym," she muttered to herself.

"What?" Drums said sitting up and stroking her back.

"My regular gym is too far away, I need to find a gym around here," she said.

"I joined a gym, it's just a couple blocks from here," Drums said.

"Oh," Jen said. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I don't know, I forgot I guess," he said. He got up and did 3 lines of coke. He always did coke in the morning.

"You shouldn't do so much," Jen said. She quickly added, "I don't want to be a nag, I'm just worried about you."

"I need it to wake up," he said. "It's like a cup of coffee for me."

"Then drink coffee," Jen said with a laugh. She yawned and said "God I need some coffee. Frankie honey I can't party like this during the week. I have to work."

"Take a hit of this," he said offering her the bag of cocaine.

"No way," Jen said with a laugh. Marijuana and Ecstasy were enough, she wasn't doing cocaine.

"I know how to wake you up," he said pulling her into his arms. She slept nude with him so he didn't even have to take anything off as he began working on her body.

"I've got to get to work," Jen protested, but her head was rolling back, her hands clutching the sheets. He was really learning where to touch her, and how to touch her. Her body was putty in his hands.

She gave into him, kissing him back, exploring his body as he explored hers. "You seriously have to wear a condom," she said between kisses. "This is a really bad time of the month for me."

"Come on babe I'll pull out," he promised, his lips going to her nipples.

Ignoring him, Jen got a condom from the nightstand and rolled it on him. "I'm not supposed to have to ask, remember?" she said.

"I'm your real boyfriend now," he teased, getting on top and mounting her.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"That makes it worse," Jen said gritting her teeth as he penetrated her. She'd fucked him dozens of times by now but he still was so long and thick!

They had a fast, furious morning fuck, both of them cumming.

Afterwards Jen hurried to shower and get dressed, she was already late. She packed her gym bag and said "Let's meet at the gym tonight okay?" She kissed him then rushed off to work.

Mike called Jen later that morning. "How are you?" he asked.

"No change from yesterday," she said with a laugh. She knew she was being dismissive. But she figured that's what he wanted. He wanted her to play his ex-wife.

"What'd you guys do?" he asked.

"Mike I'm not going to give you play by play," she said. She gently added "Come on, you have to accept I'm with Frankie now."

"I guess you've forgotten all about me," Mike said disheartened.

"I haven't forgotten all about you, I think of you, we were together a long time," Jen said. "Mike, what do you want me to say?"

Mike was silent for a long time. Finally he said "Maybe we can go to lunch when I'm back."

"That's probably not a good idea," Jen said.

"We can't go to lunch?"

"Frankie won't like that," Jen said. "Mike, I'm with Frankie now, you have to understand that." Abruptly she said "I'm really busy, I have to go. Take care of yourself Mike."

Jen stared at the phone for long moments. She knew it was a game, but it kinda felt real living with Frankie, like she and Mike were really separated. It was like the game merging with reality. Maybe it was because she was having so much fun with Frankie. She did things with Frankie she never did with Mike, like going to see local bands, partying with artsy people. It reminded her of the fun she had in college before meeting Mike.

She missed Mike of course, but she had Frankie so she wasn't lonely. Still, she felt guilty. She decided he needed some assurance. She typed out a text to him and hit send.

Mike stroked himself replaying in his head the conversation with Jen. After cumming, with his lust sated, the hurt, jealousy, and anxiety attacked him. It threatened to overwhelm him. Jen had Drums to occupy her time. Mike was alone.

Jen's words echoed in his head.

"You have to accept I'm with Frankie now."

"Mike, I'm with Frankie now, you have to understand that."

Mike knew she was playing a role. But Drums had her all to himself. She already liked him. Was it possible she might really fall in love with him.?

Mike felt himself slipping into despair. Yeah, this fantasy was hot – the fantasy of Jen leaving him for another man – but maybe it was too much. Just then Mike's iPhone buzzed. It was a text from Jen. It said:

Dear Mike, I still think of you as my soul mate. Frankie is right for me right now. But I hope you'll wait for me. Love, Jen PS: You wanted to see pictures of the pretty girl I partied with last weekend in San Antonio?

Mike breathed a sigh of relief. Jen was still playing her role, but clearly she was telling him it was all a game.

Feeling much better, Mike clicked the link. It took him to Nicole's FaceBook page. There were a lot of pictures and content there, videos too. Nicole seemed just like Jen, she was on FaceBook all the time to keep up with family and friends.

Mike spent a long time on Nicole's FaceBook. She and Jen were FB friends now, and Nicole (like Jen) had security set to "Friends of Friends" so Mike could see everything.

Mike was struck by Nicole's beauty. She had a striking resemblance to Sofia Vergara, the beautiful Latin actress. Nicole wasn't dressed sexy in the pictures. That made sense, these were family pictures after all, intended to be seen by friends and family. Still, her casual dress couldn't hide her incredible body. She mostly wore jeans and t-shirts, tank tops too. Casual, but everything was tight and form-fitting. She wore yoga pants a lot, and shorts. Nicole had nice legs, although not in Jen's class. Then again, no one had legs like Jen.

Then again, Nicole was really busty. Often her form-fitting tanks and t-shirts showed a little cleavage. Not a lot, but definitely hinting at what was inside her bra. Nicole's hair went a little passed her shoulders, but often she wore her hair in a pony tail.

She looked to be in her mid-30s. From all the comments Mike saw her husband was Nick. They had 2 daughters. Both girls were definitely pretty, taking after their beautiful mother. Nick had a friendly face and from all the comments it looked like he was a good husband and father. Mike found himself liking Nick.

Mike again looked at pictures of Nicole. She was older but really hot, a real MILF. He could tell she was really hot even though she was wearing casual clothes with her hair in a ponytail and no makeup. Mike could only imagine what she looked like when she got all vamped up! Still, Mike didn't think Nicole was nearly as pretty as Jen, but he knew he was biased. Jen was his wife, and he preferred blondes and Nicole was a brunette. Also, he favored slim leggy girls like Jen, rather than curvy hour glass figures like Nicole (and Allie for that matter).

Mike was hot again, and he thought of masturbating to pictures of Nicole. But while he could appreciate Nicole's beauty, Jen was the only girl in the world he wanted. As he stroked his cock, he closed his eyes and fantasized about Jen with Drums.

Later that evening Jen met Drums at the gym. She got up on her tip toes and they hugged and kissed hello, 2 lovers reunited after being away from each other all day.

The sales girl explained that Drums had signed up for a year, and his membership included a wife or significant other. "I'm his girlfriend, does that count?" Jen joked with a friendly smile, holding Drums's arm and leaning into him.

The sales girl smiled back. She had Jen sign some papers and gave Jen a membership card under Drums's account.

"A year?" Jen asked as they walked to the locker room.

"I like New York, I might stay here for a while," Drums said with a shrug. Inside the ladies locker room, Jen frowned as she changed into her workout clothes. She wore a bra top and capri leggings that stopped a few inches below her knees.

Jen saw Frankie working out with weights. She usually avoided weights, except for light weights sometimes (5 or 10 pounds). She wasn't trying to build muscle. Her goal was to remain firm and toned.

She did a yoga class. It was about 45 minutes. Afterwards she was sweaty. She liked the class, but it was a little less intense than what she was used to. She looked at the schedule and made a mental note of times of the more advanced yoga class.

Drums was chatting with some guys, it looked like his workout was done. Jen was just getting started. She did planks and lunges, and then worked on her abdominals. When she was done her bra top was soaked with sweat. Finally she went to the mats and stretched for 20 minutes.

Jen got her bag and then walked over to Drums. He was talking to a tall broad shouldered blond guy. She smiled and said thanks when Drums handed her a fresh towel. She used the towel to wipe her forehead, cheeks and neck.

"You don't kid around do you?" Drums said smiling admiringly.

"It feels good to work out again," Jen said. Her body DID feel good.

"I'm grab my bag and we can go," Drums said walking to the men's locker room.

"Impressive workout," the blonde guy said after Drums left. "I'm Lance by the way."

"Jen," Jen said shaking Lance's hand.

"New here?" Lance asked, looking Jen up and down.

"Frankie and I just moved here," Jen said.

"You're with him?" Lance asked.

"Here's my boyfriend," Jen said.

Lance nodded. "Maybe we can go out sometime."

"Maybe we can," Jen said.

"You look like a girl who works in Manhattan," Lance said.

"You're right, but what does a Manhattan girl look like?" Jen said with a laugh.

"Like she just stepped out of Vogue magazine," Lance said giving her another up and down look.

"I doubt I look like that," Jen said with another laugh, holding her hands out to emphasize her sweaty bra top and tights.

Lance laughed with her. "I work in Manhattan too, let's get a drink sometime," he said smiling into her eyes.

"Um, I just told you I'm with Frankie," Jen said, but it wasn't much of a rebuke as she was smiling at Lance.

"Are you married?" Lance asked.

Jen laughed. "Okay, let me get this straight, a girl is fair play as long as she's not married yet."

"Something like that," Lance said grinning.

"What if she's engaged?" Jen teased.

"I'd have to think about that exception," Lance said pretending to contemplate the question.

"Let me guess, you're a lawyer," Jen said smiling.

"Guilty as charged your honor," Lance said and they both laughed.

Just then Drums walked up with his bag. "Let's go," he said frowning at Jen.

They walked to their apartment, stopping at a pub for a drink. "What was that all about?" Drums asked. He looked annoyed. "I leave you for a minute and you flirt with another guy?"

"I wasn't flirting, I was just talking," Jen said.

"Jen I heard you talking, he hit on you," Drums said getting angry, his jealousy flaring up.

"I can't help it if a guy hits on me," Jen said. "It's not my fault."

"Don't flirt!" Drums said. "And don't wear clothes like that!"

"What do you mean?" Jen said holding out her hands. "These are my workout clothes."

"Look at this!" he said flicking his finger along Jen's crotch. A camel toe was clearly outlined in her tights.

"Oh," Jen said looking down. "I'm sorry, I didn't know." Trying to make up, she rubbed his arm and grinned mischievously. "You didn't mind showing me off at the Roxy."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"That's different, you were with me," Drums said still angry.

"I'm with you now," she pointed out.

"You were flirting with that guy!" Drums said feeling jealous.

Later in bed, Jen was on top of Drums, slowly riding him. He was still angry, but that didn't mean he didn't want sex (he was a man after all!).

"I'm sorry I flirted with him," Jen said as she slowly went up and down on his shaft. "I'm so used to Mike, he likes that."

"Most guys don't like that Jen," he scolded her.

"I know, I'm sorry, I won't do it again," she said. Trying to lighten the mood, she joked "I thought guys liked seeing camel toes."

"I do, but not when you're flirting with another guy," Drums said frowning at her.

"Okay, I said I'm sorry," she said leaning down and kissing him. "Let's not fight okay?" She grinned at him. "I got that way because of you, you know."

"Yeah?" he said, a smile finally breaking out on his face.

"My lips are all puffy because of you," Jen said.

"Mike doesn't do that to you huh?" Drums teased.

"We're not supposed to talk about him remember?" Jen said.

"I remember," Drums said, rolling Jen onto her back. He looked into her eyes as he continued to fuck her. "I want you to be mine as long as possible."

"I am yours Frankie," Jen said. Remembering his one year membership at the gym, she added, "For the next 3 and a half weeks."

"Are you really counting it down?" Drums said, part joking, part bitter.

"I just want you to be ready for it," Jen said. She caressed his face. "I like you Frankie. This time with you is helping me get ready for it too."

"Does it really have to end?" Drums said. "Can't we keep seeing each other on the side?"

"It has to end baby," Jen said. "If it helps any, you'll be my last boyfriend. We're going to stop playing after this."

Later they snuggled in bed. "Frankie, can I tell you something?" she said hesitantly. "I think you use too much drugs. Especially the coke. It's bad for you. You need to stop."

"Why's it matter?" he said being a martyr, knowing he had only a short time with her.

"You're really talented Frankie," Jen said encouragingly, rubbing his chest. "You're a great songwriter. Don't throw it away on drugs."

"I'm not good enough for you I guess," he said feeling sorry for himself. "Just tell me this. If we met first, do you think we might've worked?"

Jen heard pleading in his voice. She said gently, "Frankie baby, let's not go there okay?"

A long silence passed between them. Then Drums pulled her to him. They were on their sides and Jen put her leg over his. "I promise to pull out," he said, entering her without a condom. "I probably won't cum again anyway. I just want to be inside you."

Jen knew it was dangerous (she was definitely ovulating), but at that moment she couldn't deny him. They fucked like that for a long time, slow and tender, looking into the other's face, softly kissing, making love really.

"I'm trying really hard not to fall in love with you," Drums said looking into Jen's eyes as he slowly made love to her.

"Don't do that," Jen said.

"If we met first, do you think there's a chance you might've fallen in love with me?"

"Please Frankie ... I have to go back to Mike."

"You have to?" Drums said.

"I want to," Jen quickly corrected. "Stop trying to trick me Frankie."

"I just can't believe it," he lamented. "If I had just asked you out first ... who knows what would've happened."

Jen didn't answer. Instead she held and kissed him as they made love. She didn't cum. Fortunately neither did he, as Jen wasn't certain she had the will to make him pull out. He finally pulled out, and they fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next day Mike called Jen at her office. "How's it going?" he asked.

"It's hard," Jen said honestly, breaking out of her role of the ex-wife. "Frankie's dealing with the end."

"You're dealing with that too?" Mike asked.

"I guess," Jen said, remembering the emotion from last night. "Mike, I think I'm ready to stop playing the game. It's just too much."

"You want to stop now?"

"Not now," Jen said. "I can't do that to Frankie. But after, yeah, I'm ready."

"... I think I'm ready too," Mike admitted. "This separation thing is really hard. I don't like it."

"Are you okay?" Jen asked concerned.

"Yeah ..." Mike said. "Your text last night really helped. But not being emotionally connected to you ... it's really hard."

"We ARE emotionally connected baby, we're just playing a game," Jen assured him.

"I don't know, it doesn't feel that way," Mike said. "It feels like we're really separated."

Jen started to object, but then she remembered how she'd felt the same way earlier.

"I don't know Jen," Mike continued. "Maybe we should stop. I'm not sure I can make it 3 more weeks."

"We can't honey," Jen insisted gently. "It would really hurt Frankie."

"You're my wife Jen," Mike said, not likely his wife picking another man over him.

"It's just another 3 weeks," she said reading his mind. "Then we'll be together again. I've told Frankie when it's over it's over."

"... okay," Mike said after a few moments. Jen's assurance eased his anxieties. He chuckled. "I guess I can make it 3 more weeks."

"We can stop the separation role playing," Jen suggested.

"... no," Mike said after a moment. "I guess if we're going to do it, I want to experience it. Does that make sense?"

"No," Jen said with an incredulous laugh. "Yes. I don't know." After a moment she whispered "I'm ovulating right now."

"We talked about that," Mike said. "Spontaneity is okay."

"Mike how can you say that?" Jen said disbelievingly. "We've been separated less than a week and it's too much for you. How could you handle another man getting me pregnant?"

"I did though, before," Mike said softly, referring to when she was pregnant with Tom's baby. "Back then we were really connected. What's hard now is we're not."

Jen needed Mike to be crystal clear. "Do you want me to have Frankie's baby?" she asked. "Is that your third wish?"

Mike was silent for long moments. "I don't know Jen," he finally said. "I don't know if I have a third wish anymore."

~~ Week 7 ~~

Drums took Jen out almost every night, taking her to see local bands, get-togethers of his artsy friends, silly things like bowling. She had a lot of fun! Mike rarely took her to things like that. Mike was more of a homebody so they didn't often go out. When they did they went to more "serious" places like art galleries, trendy restaurants and off-Broadway plays. She liked those things too, but the lighthearted places Drums took her were a breath of fresh air and so much fun!

Drums also took Jen to a lot of hole-in-the-wall diners. He searched them out. He thought they had a lot of personality and were down to earth, and some of them had surprisingly creative menus. Jen liked going, most were family owned and really charming, and often the person waiting on you was the current owner of a long line of owners from the same family. That was really cool, and she always found something healthy and low cal to order. This so differed from the places Mike took her, the French bistros and sophisticated restaurants like Bar Americain, Daniels and Per Se. She knew Mike liked those fancy restaurants because he liked seeing her get all dolled up in designer dresses and high heels, but often dinner took hours! With Frankie she typically dressed casual in skinny jeans and tight tops, and dinner usually only took an hour and then they could do something fun.

They were having dinner in a fun and lively diner called The Spot. Drums had put coins in the old juke box and they were laughing and bopping along to the Beatles and Jerry Lee Lewis as they drank beers and munched on French fries.

They sat next to each other in a booth. The diner felt like a cheesy (yet charming) night club, the lights dark and a disco ball spinning around. Jen wore skinny jeans, a cross-over stretch top that ended just below her belly button and high heels.

They sat close so their legs touched. Drums had his arm around her, and he nuzzled her cheek and neck as he said silly things and made her laugh. Looking at them you'd have no doubt they were a couple, a guy with his girlfriend, in love even.

Drums leaned in and kissed Jen. It started as a laughing kiss but then it turned passionate and heated. Soon they were trading tongue. No one cared they were making out in the booth. It was that kind of place.

Drums moved his hand inside Jen's top as he continued to tongue her. He cupped her naked breast. Jen hadn't worn a bra. Frankie liked her braless.

Jen reached down and put her hand over this crotch. She stroked him over his pants as he kneaded her breast and thumbed her nipple. People were starting to turn and watch.

Jen heard someone call her name. She ignored the voice, continuing to make out and pet Frankie. She so wanted him! She wanted to go home and fuck all night long!

The voice called her name again. Suddenly Jen realized she recognized the voice. She pulled away from Frankie and looked at the voice.

"God Jen, it is you," the voice said shocked. It was her neighbors Alicia and Ella!

"Oh my god," Jen cried horrified. How long had they been watching? Jen pulled away from Frankie. He still had his hand inside her blouse! Jen pushed his hand away and fixed her blouse. She stammered "Alicia, Ella, I --."

"Jen," Alicia said still shocked. "Are you and Mike broken up?"

Jen hurried back to the Bronx apartment, dragging Frankie along beside her. He didn't understand why she was so upset. Tell a lie or something and then just move on.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Jen made Frankie wait in the living room while she went into the bedroom, closing the door. She needed space to talk to Mike.

Jen called Mike and told him what happened. "They were standing right next to us!" Jen lamented, almost frantic. "They saw everything!"

"It's okay honey, we don't care what our neighbors think," Mike said consolingly.

"It's not them I'm worried about!" Jen said frantically. "Alicia and Ella saw everything there's no hiding it now! What if it gets to my mom? What if it gets to your parents?"

THEY were the people Jen worried about the most. Her mom would shake her head but in the end not hold it against her daughter. But Mike's parents? She couldn't bear their disapproval. She couldn't imagine facing Mike's mom. God this was a disaster!

Mike knew what Jen was worried about. Every daughter-in-law wants the approval of her in-laws. He suggested "I'll talk to Jeremy and Noah." They were Alicia and Ella's husbands. "I'll tell them I fucked up and we're separated. We're dating other people, but trying to work it out. I'll ask them to keep it quiet because if our parents found out it'll make things a lot worse. They'll stay quiet honey. They'll talk among themselves but it won't get to our parents."

"God Mike ... tell them we're separated?" Jen said upset. This was making their "separation game" real!

"Couples go through touch patches all the time," Mike said reassuringly. "Noah and Ella almost divorced last year, remember? In a month this'll be over. They'll see us together and figure we worked it out."

"Okay," Jen finally reluctantly agreed. What other choice did they have? "Are you coming home this weekend?"

"No, I'm going to San Jose to work with Memphis data center people, to set up the data feeds," Mike said. "We're almost ready to go live, I think the Ring is going to work."

"That's so good Mike!" she said enthusiastically, his good news definitely lifting her spirits!

"Hey Jen?" he said. "Don't let Alicia and Ella get you down, okay? This might be the last we play the game. Let's enjoy it, okay?"

"God Mike," she said incredulously. They were going to tell their friends they were separated. Mike was turned on by this?!

"I know it's crazy," he admitted. He shook his head, not understanding it himself. "I guess if we have to do it anyway, I want to experience it."

"Okay, fine, then I'll hang up and go back to my boyfriend" Jen said sarcastically, feeling peeved.

"Wait," Mike said. "Before you go, can you tell me one sexy thing you've done with Drums?"

"I can tell you a lot of sexy things Mike," she said irritably. "But I won't." Then she abruptly hung up.

She was annoyed at Mike! He never stopped! This whole "real separation" thing turned him on! Can't he see how upset she was about it?

Her phone rang. She expected it was Mike calling back but it wasn't. That disappointed Jen, which irritated her more she was disappointed her shit husband wasn't calling her!

It was his brother Joe calling. Jen was too bothered to talk to Joe so she let it go to voice mail.

Drums knocked on the door. "Hey are you okay?" he asked poking his head in.

"Yeah," Jen said. He sat down on the bed and put his arms around her. She leaned into him. She needed ... something. She didn't know what.

She looked into her lover's eyes. At that moment she wanted Mike to be holding her. She needed her husband. But he wasn't there. Frankie was.

"Make love to me Frankie," she said pleadingly.

And he did.

Jen needed more clothes from the SoHo loft apartment. "I'm going over to get some things," she told Frankie on Saturday.

"Want company?" Drums offered. Jen thought a moment. With Frankie she'd be able to bring back more stuff. She didn't feel like being alone. And she didn't have to worry about being seen with Frankie, not with her and Mike "separated."

"I'd love company, let's go," Jen said.

She was relieved when they didn't run into any of their neighbors. Drums watched as she pulled clothes from her closet and dresser.

"Okay," she said getting the last things. "We can go."

Drums pulled her into his arms. "Why don't we stay tonight?" he suggested. The apartment was a lot spacious and nicer than the Bronx apartment.

The idea was tempting. Jen missed being at home. She didn't want to run into neighbors but they were already inside. "Okay," Jen said, giggling as she let Drums pull her onto the bed.

"Has Mike ever fucked you on the kitchen table?" he asked grinning.

"No!" Jen said with another giggle.

"We'll have to take care of that!" They both laughed.

Drums kissed Jen. Jen felt his hard cock poking her thigh. "How do you recover so fast?" she asked. They'd fucked right before coming to the SoHo loft apartment.

"I'm so into you babe," he told Jen kissing her again and running his hands over her body. He'd always been able to recover fast, but he WAS really into Jen. Not only was she beautiful and had a killer body, he still through of her as that unattainable girl he dreamed about in college.

Being a girl, Jen didn't have any recovery issues. She loved sex, and she loved his hard body and thick cock. She could take as much as he could give her, and she'd love every second!

They quickly undressed. Jen was ovulating so she made sure Frankie wore a condom. He mounted her, slowly pushing his thick cock inside her. She clenched her jaws at the penetration, but he was definitely getting inside her easier now.

Once he was balls deep, he stayed unmoving for a few moments as they kissed. He loved the feeling of being inside her.

Then he pushed her arms above her head. He saw the silk scarfs Mike had bought Jen in Paris. He used them to tie Jen's hands to the bed posts.

"Seriously?" Jen said with a laugh.

"Has any guy ever tied you up?" Drums said grinning.

"Not since college," Jen said. "My old boyfriend Colin."

"I guess Mike's not into this," Drums said. "You're too much his princess, he'd never tie you up."

"And that's a bad thing?" Jen said with a sarcastic laugh.

"I know you like it rough," Drums said taking a dig at Mike. His unspoken message was clear: "you like it rough and he doesn't do it for you."

Jen frowned. "I like it gentle sometimes," she insisted.

"I can do that too," Drums said taking a nipple into his mouth. Jen moaned and arched her back, and not being able to pull her arms down WAS a turn on.

Drums reached into his bag and pulled out 2 Ecstasy pills.

"It's not even noon," Jen said frowning.

"We're not going anyplace," he said with a shrug popping one of the pills into his mouth. He pressed the other pill against Jen's lips.

Why not? Frankie was right, they were staying home all day. Things were slow at work so she was taking a mental health day to be with Frankie. Why not play? She opened her lips and let Frankie press the pill into her mouth.

He fucked her slow, lightly running his fingertips from her wrists down to her shoulder, around her breasts, down her sexy flat stomach. He was so turning her on, and the Ecstasy was kicking in and making everything hotter! The fact she was tied up turned her on even more!

"I could do anything to you like this," Drums said. "I could tie up your legs. I could take off the condom and fuck you bareback. I could bring in my tattoo friend and get him to ink "This is Frankie's" above your pussy."

"Let's not" Jen said with a laugh, but his words turned her on. Not the things he said, but the idea of being under his control.

Drums saw the excitement in her face. "I can tell you love this," he said as he kissed her, slowly moving in and out. "You're a submissive slut, aren't you?" When she didn't say anything he roughly twisted her nipple. "Answer me bitch!" he growled.

Jen yelped at the pain. "Yeah, I love it," she admitted, pushing her hips back to meet his thrusts.

He began fucking her harder. "You love it slut don't you?" he yelled pinching both nipples as he slapped her!

"God yeah!" Jen screamed back, she loved it when he fucked her rough, when he called her nasty names!

Drums fucked Jen hard for 20 minutes. She screamed and begged him not to stop! "God fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me like a slut! God don't stop! I love it! I love fucking you!" She screamed as she came on his cock.

When Drums finally came they were gasping and covered in sweat. They giggled like giddy little kids. They were so enjoying being with each other! The drama of running into Alicia and Ella seemed like a distant memory.

Drums untied her wrists and she melted into his arms. "You are SOOO freaking incredible!" she gushed running her hand along his muscular chest. "No one's ever fucked me like you!"

They snuggled for a while. "Want something to drink?" Jen asked him.

"Yeah, I'll come with you," Drums said.

They got out of bed, walking naked out into the family room. They were laughing and bumping into each other as they walked the short distance to the kitchen, the lovers clearly into each other.

Then Jen stopped in her tracks. Joe – Mike's brother – was sitting on the sofa. He was looking at them. Looking at Jen, her naked just fucked body.

"Oh god!" Jen said horrified, covering herself with her hands. She ran back into the bedroom pulling Drums with her.

"Who is that?" Drums said.

"Oh god oh god!" Jen said sitting on the bed with her knees up, her head in her hands. "Oh god!"

"Who is that?" Drums repeated, peeved.

"It's Joe, Mike's brother," Jen said. It came out like a groan.

"What's he doing here?" he asked annoyed.

"I don't know," Jen said.

Jen knew she had to talk to Joe. "Stay here, okay?" she said putting on her big fluffy cotton robe.

Joe was in the process of leaving. Jen noticed he had 2 big suitcases. "Joe wait," she said.

"God Jen I'm sorry," Joe said pulling the suitcases to the door. "I called your work, they said you and Mike were in London."

"Joe, please sit down," Jen said pulling the suitcases from his hands. They sat. "I'm sorry you saw that," Jen said. "How long have you been here?"

The embarrassed look on Joe's face told Jen he'd been there awhile. He'd heard a lot of her screaming. "Sorry, I thought it was you and Mike," he said embarrassed. What he didn't say was, he'd beat off listening to his sexy sister-in-law in the throes of passion. "Who is that guy?"

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"His name's Frankie," Jen said. Delving into their story, she said "Joe, listen. Mike and I are going through a rough patch. We're separated."

"Oh," Joe said, not sure how to respond.

"I think we'll get back together. We just need to work some things out. But we agreed we could see other people."

"I'm not judging you Jen," Joe assured her.

"I know you're not," Jen said. "It's important to me you know." After a moment she added "Don't tell mom and dad, okay? Once Mike and I get back together, it'll be a lot easier if they don't know we were separated."

"Yeah, I get that, I won't say anything," Joe promised. He got up to go.

"Wait Joe, don't go," Jen said. "Why are you here?"

"You didn't get my message?" he asked. "I'm here for treatment, I was hoping to crash with you and Mike."

"Is everything okay?" Jen said concerned.

"Yeah, sure," Joe stammered. "Just some treatments. I told you how my doctor is into holistic therapy."

"You can stay here," Jen offered. "Mike's in London. I'm not sure when he'll be back. I'm staying with Frankie. It'll be empty, but if you don't mind ..."

"I don't mind that, it's nice to stay in familiar surroundings," Joe said. "It's really okay if I stay here? My therapist will be over too sometimes. Her name's Willow. Is that okay?"

"Of course Joe, anything you need," Jen assured him.

"So Jen ... who is this guy?" Joe asked looking towards the bedroom. "You're living with him?"

"He's a friend," Jen said. "He's helping me work things out. Don't worry, I think Mike and I will get back together."

"But if you're living with another man, how is that helping you get back together with Mike?" Joe asked not understanding.

Jen was silent, not knowing how to answer.

The meetings went well with the Memphis data center people in San Jose. After getting things set up and making sure everything was working, Mike left Steve and Elaine and the rest of the team to finalize the details of connecting up to the Memphis data feeds.

He felt bad about his last talk with Jen. His cuckold fantasy was like an addiction. He couldn't control it sometimes. Still, it wasn't anyone's fault they ran into Alicia and Ella. That was just bad luck. If they had to live this lie, they might as well take advantage of it. It was only for another couple weeks.

He was about to call Jen to apologize when his cell rang. His heart skipped a beat thinking it was Jen. But it wasn't Jen. It was Jasmine Kelly!

After hellos, Jasmine said "Mike do you know they're about to launch the new Sapphire?"

"I didn't know that," Mike said. It was a lie. He knew from his hacking in Sapphire the exact date and time they planned to launch.

"Do you still have concerns about privacy?" Jasmine asked.

"If you're asking as a reporter, I have no comment," Mike said.

"Mike, come on, you should tell your side of the story," Jasmine said. "People are asking why you quit."

"I don't want to be interviewed Jasmine," Mike said.

"I won't quote you, you'll just be background," Jasmine promised. "Let's go to dinner, we'll talk."

"I'm not in New York," Mike said. "I'm helping Jen with one of her work projects."

"How is your pretty wife?" Jasmine said. She teased "Been to South Beach lately?" When Mike didn't answer she added "I don't get you two. I can't believe you put up with what she does."

"Take care Jasmine, I've got to go," Mike said. He hung up. He didn't want to get into it with Jasmine. If you weren't into this lifestyle you'd never get it.

Jen and Drums returned to the Bronx apartment. They obviously couldn't stay in the SoHo loft apartment with Joe there. Jen went into the bedroom and called Mike. She told him what happened.

"Joe won't tell mom and dad," Mike assured her.

"What should we do?" Jen asked.

"You might as well stay with Drums," Mike said. "It's only 2 more weeks. You still need time, to help with closure?"

"I guess," Jen said. She didn't know any more.

"What's wrong?" Mike asked hearing the hesitation in Jen's voice.

"I don't know," Jen said. "This separation thing is getting more and more real." After a moment she laughed without any humor and said "That probably turns you on right?"

It DID turn him on. But it made him anxious too. "I miss you," he said. "You can't imagine how much. Sometimes I wonder if you'll really come back to me after it's over."

Jen wasn't in the mood to reassure him. HE was the one pushing the separation fantasy. She meanly said "Well I guess you'll just have to wait and find out."

A long silence passed between them. Mike said "Jen ..." but then his voice cut off. He didn't know what to say.

Sensing his hurt and anxiety, Jen relented and tersely said "Of course I'm coming back to you. But you can't expect I'm always going to be happy with your fantasies."

"I get it" Mike said hesitantly.

Jen sighed. "I've got to go Mike, Frankie is waiting for me. I'll talk to you later." She moved to hang up.

"Jen wait," Mike said hurriedly. "I love you."

After a moment's hesitation, Jen said "... I love you too."

After they hung up, Jen sat on the bed looking out the window. She felt disconnected from Mike. When was the last time they spent quality time together? When was the last time they made love? She couldn't remember. She realized she didn't miss him as much as she should. But then she had Frankie.

Mike also sat looking out the window. He felt out of control. He so missed Jen. Yet, she was with another man. He knew she would come back to him. But he feared she wouldn't.

Sapphire was also on his mind. They were about to launch. What if he was right, and the government used Sapphire to illegally spy on American citizens? What if his software bug went live? What if he got caught?

~~ Week 8 ~~

"Have you heard about the big party at Colin's place?" Drums asked.

"I'm on those email lists but I don't usually read them," Jen said. "What's up?"

"He's having a big party at his Penn State place," Drums said. "He's booked the Ramones to play like last time. It'll probably be our last gig as the Ramones. Artie is talking about relaunching as something new. You wanna go?" After a moment he added "It's in a couple weeks."

"Our last weekend," Jen said softly.

"Yeah," he said with a melancholy grin. "One last blowout party. Kinda fits, you know?"

Jen called Mike later that evening and told him about Colin's party. "I'm not sure I want to see Colin," Jen said. He'd been texting her constantly since their afternoon of sex during Homecoming weekend. But she had a hard time thinking about Colin much less talking to him or going to his party, since her looking at a picture of him on her phone had resulted in Mike getting hurt, and her miscarriage. (Colin didn't know about Jen's miscarriage of course, since he didn't know she'd been pregnant.)

Mike shrugged. "Maybe it's a good way to end our separation. We can tell everyone we got back together at a party at Penn State."

"Yeah, that does work," Jen said a smile coming to her face. She liked the idea of getting back together at Penn State.

"After the party we'll ride off into sunset," Mike said.

"Holding hands right?" Jen said smiling into the phone.

"Always baby," Mike promised, smiling back.

"When are you coming home? I'm missing you," Jen said.

"We're still separated for two more weeks," Mike teased.

"I'm sure it's acceptable to give my ex-husband a hug," Jen said teasing back.

"I'm not sure when I'm coming home," Mike said. "I've got a pretty demanding boss."

"Oh you do, do you?" Jen laughed, knowing he was talking about her. "Maybe your boss will have to visit you in London."

"Honesty? I'd rather you stay in New York with Drums," Mike said. "It's only 2 more weeks."

"And you want to experience it, right?" Jen said rolling her eyes. "Just promise me Mike. It's over after Colin's party. Right?"

"... yeah," Mike said after a moment. "It'll be over."

Jen heard the hesitation in Mike's voice but didn't say anything. She knew he was conflicted about stopping. He loved the game. She did too. But they had to grow up sometime.

After hanging up with Jen, Mike went to a Pete's Coffee. He used a disposable phone to hack into Sapphire. Computers at the CATF recorded his movements. When Colonel Banks studied the report later, he'd see Mike looked around but didn't do anything, just like all the other times.

"Hey stranger," a girl's voice said behind Mike.

Mike turned around. It was Tara!

They hugged hello. "What are you doing here?" Mike asked.

"I got a job with Apple," Tara said.

"Oh," Mike said. "I thought you were still working with Darren on Sapphire."

"Don't take this the wrong way, but I mostly wanted to work with you," Tara said. "You left ... god the new CTO is so overbearing ... I had to leave. This is actually my first week at Apple."

"I'm sorry it didn't work out," Mike said sincerely.

"That's okay, I loved New York but I always wanted to work in Silicon Valley, and I really like Apple!" Tara said brightly. Then she looked worriedly at a paper in her hand. "I hope I can cut it. This is my first project and I can't figure it out."

"What is it?" Mike asked taking the sheet of paper from Tara. It was a series of transformations. "Oh, it's the state table for the iTunes sync algorithm," Mike said matter-of-factly. He briefly studied it. "You've got a discontinuity here, you know."

Tara's eyes grew wide. "Where?" she said amazed. "How did you just figure that out?"

Mike didn't hear her, suddenly engrossed in the problem on the paper. He took out a pencil and made a few changes to the equations. "This should do it," he said handing the paper back to her.

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Tara stared at the paper. She didn't understand what Mike had done, but she could run his changes on the software simulator to see if it worked. This problem had nagged iTunes for over a year, no one at Apple could figure it out. If it worked she'd be a hero, in her first week!

Mike looked at his watch. "I've got to run, I'm flying to London. Take care Tara." He gave Tara a brief hug and then he was on his way to SFO.

Jim and Stacy invited Mike to dinner. He was happy they were back together again. He was intrigued and excited to see them together, since of course Stacy had had a black man's baby (Darren's) with Jim's encouragement and approval. The whole scene got him so hot!

"So things are better?" Mike asked as he sat with Jim, sipping a scotch. Stacy was in the bedroom nursing Dannika.

"It's really good," Jim assured him. "Stacy and I talk all the time. We're back in sync. I'm kinda ashamed how I lost it. I told Stacy I'd be okay if she talked to Darren again."

"So soon?" Mike said surprised. "Are you sure?"

"Just talk, no sex," Jim said quickly. "I don't want something to start up between them. But he kind of has a right, you know? And now Stacy understands me better. Before it was okay for her to have boyfriends, to get close to them. But with Darren she can't do that. That's too much for me, with Darren being the biological father of Dannika. She'll be friends with Darren but that's all."

"Okay," Mike said. "So it's all working out."

"Yeah," Jim said giving Mike a knowing smile. "You're relieved right? Because it shows it can work out for you and Jen too."

Mike smiled, knowing he was busted. "Number one I'm glad you and Stacy are back together," he said sincerely.

"I know you are mate," Jim said smiling, giving Mike a friendly slap on the back.

Just then Stacy came out. She looked really hot. She'd curled her long strawberry blonde hair so it fell around her cute face. She wore a tight black dress and black stockings. The dress had a swoop front that showed off her lily white cleavage, and the dress was really short showing off her nice legs.

Stacy had a curvy, hour glass figure to Jen's petite leggy figure. Mike preferred Jen of course but he appreciated Stacy's sexiness. In his mental ranking of girls, he placed Jen at the top (by a landslide), then Jasmine Kelly, followed closely by Allie and Nicole (tie), and then Stacy and maybe Tara.

"What's the occasion?" Mike asked, as he and Jim were both wearing jeans, while Stacy looked ready for a night on the town.

Stacy and Jim shared a knowing smile. "Mike, Stacy and I want to thank you for helping get us back together," Jim said brightly. "I know you don't think you did much, but being able to talk to someone who understands us really helped." Jim's smile grew wider. "As thank you, Stacy wants to give herself to you. You can have all night with her. But we figure that's not something you want."

"You guys are playing again?" Mike asked.

"Yes," Stacy said smiling affectionately at Mike. "And you'd be my first lover after having Dannika. I'd like that. I know I'd enjoy it!"

"I'm really flattered," Mike stammered. "But --."

"That's okay Mike we understand," Jim said cutting him off, saving him from embarrassment. He again smiling knowingly at Stacy. "So Stacy and I would like to give you something else. A new lover is coming over tonight. I'd like to invite you to watch him make love to Stacy."

"Fuck me, not make love," Stacy quickly corrected her husband, beaming at him.

"Yeah, that's right," Jim said smiling back at his wife. "It's just physical tonight. We're not ready for any emotional involvement yet. Maybe later."

"Maybe," Stacy said uncertainly. She hugged her husband. "If we do we'll be a lot more careful. And I'll do a better job making sure Jim knows he's the love of my life."

Jim hugged her back and grinned at Mike, as if to say "you can make it work too Mike, this can be you and Jen."

The bull was a tall broad shouldered black man. His name was Jamal. Mike figured Stacy must be into black men after Darren.

It started with Jamal undressing. He was muscular like a linebacker, and had a long thick cock (although not as big as Darren's from what Mike remembered).

Stacy ran her hands over Jamal's chest and thighs, as if worshipping the black man's body. Then, as if not wanting to go overboard the first time, she called Jim to her. They kissed. She had one hand around her husband's neck and the other around the bull's cock.

Stacy slid to her knees and took Jamal's cock into her mouth. It was so hot watching Stacy on her knees before the black man. She was still fully dressed and he was completely naked. That made the scene even hotter! Imagine, a pretty fully clothed white girl on her knees in front of a tall muscular completely naked black man, which his cock stuffed in her mouth, her mouth open as wide as possible to take in his girth. It was so fucking hot!

Jim was just as mesmerized. He stroked his wife's long strawberry blond hair as she sucked Jamal's cock. As before, Mike was impressed at Stacy's skill at giving head. Honestly she was better at it than Jen, as Jen wasn't able to deep throat long thick cocks as easily as Stacy. Of course maybe Jen was better at it now having been with Drums non-stop for weeks. Part of Mike hoped his blonde, blue eyed innocent wife (he still thought of her as innocent and he probably always would) had NOT gotten any better at that particular skill, just like he hoped her pussy would always be virgin tight even though she was often ravaged by big thick cocks.

After a few minutes of sucking Jamal, Stacy moved to Jim. She took out his cock and sucked him to hardness.

Then they got onto the bed. Jim quickly undressed, and then the 2 men slowly unwrapped Stacy. As they undid buttons they kissed her skin. By the time she was naked she was writhing under their lips and fingers.

Mike noticed Stacy hadn't yet lost all the baby fat in her tummy and hips. But she was still super hot! He found her extra weight really sexy because it came from giving birth. Jen's body was firm and svelte, she'd always been that way, but if she gained some weight after giving birth he'd be okay with that, it would just make her even sexier!

"You first," Stacy said pulling her husband on top of her. They made love. Jim didn't last long, no doubt because of the excitement of the situation. He quickly came. Mike noticed he didn't wear a condom and he came inside his wife.

They held each other for a few minutes, and then he pulled out and moved to the side. Jamal took his place and mounted her. Unlike Jim, Jamal fucked her really hard and he lasted a long time. Stacy held Jim's hand the entire time, her nails digging into his skin as Jamal made her cum (more than once!). After about 20 minutes Jamal grunted and came. He also didn't wear a condom and came inside Stacy's womb.

As if orchestrated (clearly Jim had discussed this with Jamal), Jamal pulled out and rolled off Stacy. Mike got a brief look between Stacy's legs. Her pussy looked well used and cum seeped from the red puffy lips. Jim immediately got between his wife's legs and ate her out. Soon Stacy was writhing under her husband's tongue as Jim licked and sucked out Jamal's and his cum from her pussy. He got her off again before he was done.

Jamal dressed and left while Jim was still eating out his wife. Mike went out to the living room, strangely feeling awkward in the bedroom with Jamal gone. Mike wasn't into creampies but the sight had gotten him really hot.

After a few minutes Jim came out in a t-shirt and shorts. "Are you okay mate?" Jim asked.

"Yeah," Mike said still trying to process what he'd seen. "God Jim that was really beautiful. Even though Jamal was fucking Stacy, I could tell she loves you."

Jim tilted his head inquisitively at Mike. "That's not how it is with you and Jen, when she's with another man?" he asked.

"Sometimes," Mike said. "Usually though I'm just watching, or she's alone with her boyfriend."

"She's alone with another man?" Jim said frowning disapprovingly. "We don't do that. I'm almost always there. I think of Stacy's lovers as lovers, not boyfriends. That's why I got so upset when she fell in love with Darren." He quickly added, "But we've worked that out."

"Yeah," Mike said. "I think the way you play it is safer." Maybe not as exciting, but safer. "You let Jamal cum inside Stacy?"

"She's on the pill," Jim said.

"Oh okay."

"Have you told Jen about your Scott fantasy?" Jim asked.

"No," Mike said. "I'm not sure I can do it. I don't know. I go back and forth. I can barely handle what we're doing now." After a moment he added "We're going to a big party in a couple weeks. I'm thinking about inviting Scott." He hadn't figured out how to do that. Or whether he really wanted to do it.

"I wish I could be there," Jim said excitedly.

Feeling lightheaded with lust, Mike said "Someday I'll let you watch Jen with one of her lovers." Making that happen would mean they'd have to keep playing after this weekend. But he wondered if his and Jen's desires would really allow them to stop playing after Colin's party.

Mike hurriedly went back to his hotel room and beat off furiously throughout the night, both to the memory of Stacy with Jamal, and the prospect of what might happen that weekend at Colin's party. Afterwards though, with his lust sated, he was hit by all the dark emotions. He wondered if he really wanted to go through with it.

After work Jen decided to visit Joe. The apartment was dark, lit only by candles. Jen smelt vanilla and lavender from the candle smoke, and a hint of marijuana.

She heard voices coming from the guest room. She tiptoed over and looked it.

Joe was naked with a woman standing over him! But then Jen realized he had a towel over his mid-section and the woman was giving him a massage. The masseuse sensed Jen and they locked eyes for a moment. Then the masseuse turned her attention back to Joe.

Red-faced she tiptoed back to the family room. She thought about leaving but she knew she should say hi to Joe. She decided to stay. She sat on the sofa and waited.

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A few minutes later the masseuse came out. She closed the door to the guest bedroom and turned on the lights. "Hello," the masseuse said. "You must be Jen. I'm Willow."

"Oh right, Joe's therapist," Jen said. They shook hands. Willow was an older woman. She had long black hair streaked with gray. Her face was old but kind and sharp. She wore a long black flowing dress. She kind of looked like a gypsy. She reminded Jen of Madame Marie, the fortune teller on the Jersey shore.

"Joe's doctor believes in holistic methods," Willow explained. "A massage feeds both the spirit and the body. Of the two, the spirit is the most important. A joyful spirit can cure an ailing body."

"Ailing?" Jen said concerned. "Is Joe okay? Is his cancer back?"

"My role is to lift the spirit," Willow said ignoring Jen's question. She shrugged resignedly. "I do the best I can. Joe and I are close. Not like family, but good friends. Our relationship is important to his treatment. To lift his spirit."

"Um, okay," Jen said uncertainly. Did Willow – this older 60ish woman -- have a physical relationship with Joe?

Willow smiled as if reading Jen's thoughts. The smile was enigmatic. "Joe said you and your husband are separated?" Willow said taking Jen's hand consolingly.

"Um yeah, but I think we'll get back together," Jen said.

Willow patted Jen's hand. "You've very pretty," she said. "I suspect your beauty causes you problems."

"Um, well, my mom says my looks get me into trouble," she said with an awkward laugh.

Willow nodded knowingly. She stroked Jen's hand. Not sexually, more like ... reading her fortune. "You've had joy, but sadness too," Willow said looking into Jen's eyes. "You'll have more sadness. But eventually you'll find happiness again."

A chill ran through Jen. A part of her believed in mystical things like fortune telling and holistic treatments. "How long will I be sad?" she asked.

Willow shook her head and gave a sympathetic smile. "That's not for me to say," the gypsy woman said. "That depends on you and others."

Jen scrunched up her pretty face into a grimace. "That's not much help."

"Follow your heart Jennifer," the gypsy woman said with that same enigmatic smile. "Always follow your heart."

Willow left and Joe came out of the bedroom a few moments later. "Hey bro," Jen said cheerily. "Sorry for interrupting your massage."

"No worries," Joe said looking tired but smiling at Jen. "You met Willow? She's great, right?"

"Yeah, she's kinda mysterious," Jen said. She quickly added "In a good way!" They both laughed. "How often do you get massages?"

"I get treatment every day," Joe said. "You know, doctor's orders. Usually it's Willow but sometimes it's a fill in. Willow's busy, she's pretty in-demand."

"I bet," Jen said. She looked concerned. "Are you okay Joe?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," he said looking away. An awkward silence passed. Jen got the impression he wasn't telling her everything. She made a mental note to talk to Mike about it.

Trying to be cheery, she said "Well, if you need a fill in I'm available. I used to be a masseuse you know."

"What? I didn't know that!" Joe said shocked.

"I took a class at Penn State," Jen said with a laugh. "It was an elective believe it or not." She laughed again. "Mike talked me into taking it so I could be his personal masseuse." She rolled her eyes and laughed again. "It came in handy though. When we moved in together I couldn't get a job right away. I worked at the spa at the St. Regis for a few months. We needed the money, you know how expensive New York is."

"Yeah," Joe said. He envisioned his beautiful sister-in-law with her tight dancer's body giving massages to old men with flabby bodies. No doubt they got hard as Jen rubbed oil into them. The image both disturbed and turned Joe on.

Trying to think of something else, he said "It's good hearing you talk about Mike," Joe said. "Are you two any better?"

"Actually, yeah," Jen said, relieved she could talk about them getting back together. "We're talking about getting back together."

"That's great!" Joe said happily. His smile turned into a frown. "But you're still living with that Frankie guy?"

"Yeah, I mean ..." She didn't know what to say.

Seeing Jen's discomfort, Joe forced a laugh and said "Have you ever seen one of these?" He took out something that looked like a pipe. "It's an electronic cigarette."

"Oh, I didn't know you smoked."

"I don't," Joe said with a mischievous smile. He pulled out a bottle. "This is cannabis extract."

"Marijuana?" Jen said smiling.

"Medicine, part of my therapy," Joe joked with a big smile. He poured a little of the extract into the pipe. "What to try it?"

"What's it like?" Jen said with a delighted smile.

"Just like a joint," Joe said wearing a big smile. He took a long drag, his eyes closing. Then he handed it to Jen. "Here."

Jen hesitated. Then she thought, why not? She took a long drag too. "Wow," she gushed her head rolling back. It WAS just like a joint.

"I know, right?" Joe said laughing. Jen took another hit. When she left she was definitely buzzed.

The next day Mike called Jen. Jen told Mike about Willow, although she didn't mention Willow's fortune telling, or the cannabis pipe (she wasn't sure Mike would approve of her getting high with his brother). "I'm worried about Joe," Jen said. "Has he had a relapse?"

"I haven't heard anything," Mike said. "Mom would know. She would've told us. Thanks for checking up with him."

"Of course baby," Jen said. "You know I like Joe a lot."

They talked about the Ring. Everything was still good, the Ring should be up and running by the pitch.

"Guess what?" Jen said brightly. "I got my period this morning."

"Oh okay," Mike said, feeling relieved and disappointed. Mostly relieved. But let down too. He was so back and forth on this! To hide his internal struggle he joked "So you'll be back in the saddle by Colin's party."

"God you have the strangest ways of saying things," Jen said with a laugh.

Mike laughed. "A bummer for Drums, your last week together," he said.

"Well unlike you he doesn't mind," Jen said with a laugh. "And this way we don't have to use condoms."

Mike felt his face flush. To hide his excitement he joked "I guess you had to buy more sheets."

"Don't get gross," Jen chastised him. "I don't like it either but I'm not going to tell him no, not our last week. Anyway, it feels better without condoms."

Mike felt his cock stiffen.

After a moment Jen giggled and said "I said that to turn you on! But it does feel better without condoms, you know that."

"Yeah," Mike breathed into the phone. "I want to talk about Colin's party. That weekend."

"Okay," Jen said.

"... I guess I'd be okay if you hooked up with Mal and Jay," Mike hesitantly said.

"Of you would, would you?" Jen said with a laugh. "We might as well include Artie too."

Mike grinned. "Might as well," he said only half joking.

"One last weekend for me to explore my inner sluttyness huh?" Jen joked.

"Exactly," Mike said.

"Oh my god you're serious!" Jen said with a disbelieving laugh.

"Only if you want to," Mike said. He hesitated, then said "There's one more thing."

"What?" When Mike hesitated again, Jen said "Come on, just tell me."

Mike hesitated, so torn about this. Then he blurted out "Why don't you invite Scott?"

There was a long silence. Finally Jen said "Invite Scott to Colin's party? You don't even like Scott."

"Yeah, that's kinda the point," Mike said with an embarrassed laugh.

"God Mike," Jen said. "Scott, really? Let me guess, you don't want me to bring any condoms."

Mike's voice caught in his throat. He managed to croak out, "That's up to you. And Scott."

"God Mike," Jen said incredulously. "Really?" She shook her head, frustrated with her husband. "I don't know, I'll think about it."

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Consequences Pt. 19

~~ Week 9 ~~

Jen shook her head after hanging up with Mike. He was so crazy. Did he really want another man to get her pregnant? And she saw through that whole Scott charade. He was planning for Scott to get her pregnant?! The man Mike hated more than anyone else in the world?!

By now Jen knew her husband. His fantasy was like an addiction. He couldn't control himself sometimes.

She didn't hold that against him. It actually eased her guilt and shame of not being able to control herself with other men sometimes. They were peas in the pod and that was a good thing, another reason they were so compatible.

But letting another man get her pregnant, on purpose? Her pregnancy with Tom had been an accident. This was entirely different. This wasn't a game, it was real life.

A part of her was aroused by the fantasy of another man impregnating her. She loved her husband more than anything, but for some reason she was aroused by the fantasy of a dominate man humiliating Mike. Maybe because Mike's fantasies had become hers? She knew another man getting her pregnant was the ultimate cuckold humiliation.

And if Scott was that man? The man Mike hated more than anyone in the world? Jen couldn't help shivering and she felt herself getting wet.

During Colin's party she'd be in the first week of her cycle. She'd be safe for unprotected sex. Probably. An idea came to her mind. Maybe ...

Jen shook her head. No. It was too crazy. Wasn't it?

The Sapphire launch exceeded everyone's expectations. There seemed to be enormous pent up demand. Within the first hour there were over a billion dollars of trades. In the next hour there were 10 billion. There seemed to be no ceiling, the new Sapphire was a huge success!

Sapphire was on all the news channels. Mike was often discussed. Jasmine Kelly was mostly neutral, but everyone else portrayed Mike as a clueless software geek who foolishly bolted just as things got really good.

Mike missed Jen. He wished she was there with him as he watched the news. On the one hand, it felt good to see the new Sapphire working so brilliantly, since it was mostly the result of his work. On the other, it hurt to be dismissed and portrayed so negatively on TV. It would've been nice to have his wife with him at that moment.

But, at that very moment, Drums's cock was buried deep inside Jen's pussy. Since this was his last week with her, it was his mission to fuck her non-stop! This was already the third time they'd fucked that day and it was barely noon!

Afterwards Drums held Jen in his arms. "I'm gonna miss this," he said stroking her soft blonde hair. "I'm gonna miss you." When she didn't say anything he asked "Will you miss me?"

"Of course I will," she said crossing her arms on his chest and leaning her chin on her hands. "I really like you Frankie."

"No chance we can keep seeing each other?" he asked with a grin, already knowing the answer.

"Frankie you need to find your own girl," she told him gently. She'd done all she could. He was doing drugs a lot less. He'd signed a contract with Artie to do a solo album. "You're really a catch Frankie," she said kissing his chest. "She's out there for you. Just promise me you'll treat her really good."

"I will," Drums promised, rolling Jen onto her back. Time for #4. Jen didn't mind, she loved sex, and the constant fucking was turning her into a nympho, the more she got the more she wanted! With all the fucking she didn't notice the Sapphire drama until the next day.

Mike couldn't take watching the news any more. He went to an internet café and hacked into Sapphire.

"Andrews just hacked in," a technician said in the CATF operations room. The operations room had big screens on the walls and long tables of technicians. They monitored cyber threats against the United States. With Sapphire live, they were monitoring Mike Andrews in real-time.

"What's he doing?" Colonel Banks said, watching the big screen that reported on Mike's actions.

"He's accessed the Liberty routines," Trent said. "Liberty" was the code name for the government's surveillance software inside Sapphire. Trent shook his head. "Just like before. He's looking but not trying to modify or sabotage the software."

"Are you sure?" Colonel Banks said.

"Trent's right," Allen said. Allen was Chief Scientist of CATF. "He's not attacking the firewall. He's not even getting close to it. Just probing."

"Then what the fuck is he doing?" Colonel Banks growled in frustration, pressing his fists against the table in frustration. He was developing a deep dislike for Mike Andrews! Andrews was fucking with him, and he didn't like people who fucked with him! "I want real eyes on him 24/7," Banks ordered. "If he touches the firewall I want him immediately arrested."

The next morning Jen and Drums woke up. They fucked again.

"God I seriously can't walk," Jen giggled. She probably spent half of yesterday with his cock inside her!

"Play hooky again," Drums said reaching for her.

"I can't," Jen said giggling, wriggly from his grasp. "I've got to get to work." She stayed home yesterday to play with Drums, but she couldn't miss two days, not with the final pitch just around the corner.

Jen jumped into the shower. As she dressed Drums reluctantly said "Mal called me. He asked about hooking up this weekend."

Jen laughed. "Just Mal? Not Jay too?"

"Actually, Mal mentioned Jay," Drums said with a crooked grin.

Jen laughed again. "Why stop with them? Invite Artie too."

They both laughed. "I'm just passing along their message," Drums said. "They're my buddies, they've been there for me."

"God I don't think I've ever felt more like a piece of meat," Jen said with another laugh.

Drums laughed too. "I'm not forcing you," he said. "I wouldn't be bugging you if I didn't think you wanted it. But I think you DO want it." He gave her a knowing smile.

Jen tried to look indignant, but she couldn't help smiling back. They both laughed. "I do think they're hot," Jen admitted. "But I'm not sure - what would that be, a fivesome? Where would everyone go?" As if realizing what she'd just said she laughed embarrassed and covered her face.

"It'd be epic," Drums said grinning.

"That's a word for it!" Jen said laughing again. "Mike told me it was okay with him if I got together with them."

"At least he's consistent," Drums said, trying to keep the contempt from his voice. "So it's on?"

"Is that really how you want to remember me?" Jen asked turning serious. "Getting banged by your friends?"

"Your husband doesn't mind," Drums said bitterly, this time unable to keep the scorn from his voice.

"I'm asking you," Jen said softly, not wanting to talk about Mike.

Drums turned away, looking sad. "I told you I'm just doing Mal and Jay a favor," he said. "I probably won't even be there." He forced a laugh to lighten the mood and joked, "So it'll be a foursome. They'll all have a place to go."

Jen ignored his joke. She kissed him softly. "Thank you for saying that," she said tenderly.

"What should I tell Mal and Jay?" Drums asked.

"Tell them I'll think about it," Jen said. Then she left for work.

Allie bopped into Jen's office as soon as she arrived. Jen had never seen her BFF so happy. "Sapphire's a success!" Allie said ecstatically. "Darren's bonuses and partnership vested! We're rich!"

"Oh my god that's so great!" Jen gushed. "They launched Sapphire?"

"Yesterday! Where have you been, Mars? It's on all the news!"

"Oh."

Allie's enthusiasm faded, realizing Jen really hadn't heard. She said hesitantly, "God honey, then you don't know what they're saying about Mike."

Jen ushered Allie out and locked her door. Then she turned on CNN. As she listened to the TV she scanned the news on her computer.

Everyone was saying Sapphire was an unqualified success. But Mike wasn't getting any credit for it. Worse, Mike was being portrayed as an out-of-touch loser, a clueless one hit wonder.

"Oh my god," Jen said with dismay as she read and listened, her hand going to her mouth. Mike must be so upset, devastated. And she'd spent all day yesterday in bed with Frankie, fucking. She hadn't called Mike once! She'd barely even thought of Mike!

She scrambled for her iPhone and urgently called him. He didn't answer until the 7th ring. That was a bad sign.

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"Hi baby," she said hesitantly. "I heard about Sapphire. I'm sorry I didn't call yesterday."

"Where were you?" Mike asked. She could tell he was really hurt.

"I'm so sorry Mike," she said.

"Where were you?" he asked again. "I called work. Your cell."

"I was ... I was with Frankie," she admitted. She cursed herself! She'd been so distracted with Frankie she didn't check her cell all day! "I'm sorry Mike."

"That's okay," he said. "You're doing what I want." But his voice wasn't one of assurance. She could tell he was hurting really bad. He'd needed his wife yesterday and she'd been with another man.

"I'm flying to London right now," she told him. "I'm catching the next flight."

"You can't," he said. "The Memphis pre-meeting is tomorrow."

He was right. They were meeting with Memphis tomorrow to prep for the final pitch. It was a routine meeting but as project head she had to be there.

"I'll fly out right after that," Jen said.

"No that's okay," Mike said. "It's not your fault Jen. I told you I wanted to experience it right? Don't feel bad. You're doing exactly what I want you to do. It's just a few more days. I'll meet you at Penn State."

"Okay," Jen said reluctantly. She felt really bad. God, why did she take off yesterday?

Wanting to make the weekend really good for Mike, to help make up for her screw up, she said "When are you getting there? I want you there by Friday."

"What's happening Friday?" he asked. "I thought the party's Saturday."

Jen heard excitement in his voice. "It's a surprise," she teased.

"Come on, tell me," he said. Now Jen heard a smile in his voice.

"I'm not going to tell you, it's a surprise," she said continuing the tease. "You have to promise me something though."

"Okay, what?" he said. Jen definitely heard a smile in her husband's voice, and even a half laugh. She kept the tease going, wanting to cheer him up.

She said, "You promise I'll still be your goddess" - she paused dramatically - "no matter how slutty I get this weekend?" She paused a moment to give him time to let that sink in. Then she asked sweetly "Do you promise baby?"

"Yeah, I promise," Mike said his voice hoarse with excitement. "Can you give me a hint what's happening?"

"Hmmm, maybe I can give you one little hint," Jen said teasingly. "I'll be seeing Jay and Mal on Friday. Artie too maybe."

"You're hooking up with them?" Mike asked excitedly.

"I'll give you another hint," Jen said. "I don't plan to bring any condoms."

"You're gonna let them fuck you bareback?" Mike gasped.

"You know that's how I like it," she teased. "It feels sooo much better that way."

"Are you gonna let them cum inside you?" he said barely able to breathe.

"Sorry baby, no more hints," she said with a giggle. "Um, I might bring condoms for you though." She giggled again.

"God Jen," he gasped. "So what's the plan Saturday?"

"That's the party," Jen said with a "duh" in her voice.

"I mean, is it the same as Friday?" Mike asked practically begging for crumbs.

Jen made a snap decision. She hadn't decided until that very moment. It would make her life harder. But Mike really wanted it. And she wanted to make up for yesterday.

"Well, there are 2 things different," Jen said. "Colin will be there."

"Yeah?" Mike said prompting her. He knew Colin would be there, it was his party!

After another dramatic pause, Jen said "Scott will be there too."

"Oh god," Mike groaned.

"Did you just cum?" Jen giggled.

"No but I'm about to," Mike said.

"You remember Vegas, right?" Jen asked teasingly. "Do you want me to treat you like I did there?" she asked. Then she giggled. "Or maybe like I did in Cancun?"

In Vegas she'd mostly ignored him in favor of Scott. In Cancun she'd been really mean (at his request, it was his wish #1). "I'm not sure I can survive another Cancun," he said honestly.

"But you loved it right?" Jen said with a giggle.

He laughed, she was right. "I guess like Cancun then," Mike said. What the hell, it would be the last time they played. "If I say stop, stop, okay?"

"Not if I'm in the middle of something," Jen warned. "You know how I get."

"Okay, I get it," Mike agreed excitedly.

"Then you have to do something," Jen said. "I want you to shave off all your hair below your neck."

"Seriously?" Mike said with a nervous laugh.

"You're supposed to be doing that already, remember mister?" she said with mock sternness. "I think you need punished."

"What are you going to do?" Mike asked with another laugh.

"I think you know," Jen said in a playful threatening tone. "Think about it."

"I'm about to cum," Mike moaned into the phone.

"Cum Mike," she urged. "Think about it and cum!" Mike came moments later.

After Mike calmed down, Jen said "Mike I know you're the reason for Sapphire's success. I know, your mom and dad know, Allie and Darren know, all your friends know. I'm so proud of you baby. Don't listen to what they say on TV, okay?"

As he hung up with his wife Mike was grinning ear-to-ear.

After hanging up with Mike, Jen went to see Allie. "I need a favor," Jen said. "Have you heard about Colin's party this weekend?"

"Are you really going to that?" Allie said disapprovingly.

Jen got frustrated. "Allie I'm really happy you and Darren are getting married," she said. "I know you don't approve of me. But I need your help."

"Okay, okay, what do you need?" Allie said somewhat reluctantly.

"I need you to get Scott to Colin's party," Jen said. Seeing the cloud over Allie's face, she quickly added "I'm doing this for Mike."

"Then why don't YOU ask Scott?" Allie shot back. When Jen didn't answer, she said "Scott will want to get in my pants."

"Bring Darren," Jen said. "Scott won't dare touch you with him there."

"Okay, I'll do it," Allie said reluctantly. She took Jen by the shoulders and looked into her eyes. "It's not that I don't approve of you. That's not it. The games you play are dangerous. I care about you Jen, you're my best friend. I don't want you to get hurt."

"I'll be okay," Jen assured her friend. "I know what I'm doing."

Allie had a skeptical look on her face. "Jen where are your wedding rings?" she asked. "I never see you wearing them anymore."

When Jen looked alarmed, Allie said "You didn't think people would notice? Jen, everyone's talking about it."

Jen closed her eyes, trying not to panic. She didn't want to tell Allie about their "separation." Just one more week and everything would be back to normal. She said "Mike knows what I'm doing."

Allie shook her head. "You think you're in control, but the games you play are really dangerous," she said. "Be careful honey."

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Consequences Pt. 20

After work Jen went to visit Joe at the SoHo loft apartment. Willow met Jen at the door. "Joe tells me you'll fill in with his massage therapy when I'm not here," the gypsy said.

"Um sure, I can do that," Jen said. She'd meant it as a joke with Joe, but she could help out in a pinch.

"Excellent, it's better for Joe's spirit if his therapy is with someone he's close to," Willow said. "Come watch, to learn the techniques."

Jen hesitantly followed Willow into the guest room. Luckily (or intentionally?) Willow had put a folded towel over Joe's eyes so he couldn't see she was there. As Willow massaged Joe, Jen's training from the Penn State class and her job at the St. Regis kicked in. Willow's movements were close to what she already knew, techniques to focus and channel the body's energy and inner spirit in positive ways. Jen knew these techniques were based on Chinese Medicine, Ayurvedic Medicine from India, from healing techniques used by Buddhist monks and nuns from Thailand and Tibet, Mexican Folk Medicine, and Native American Folk Medicine.

Despite her analytic study of Willow's technique, Jen couldn't help noticing Joe's body. He was practically naked after all! (Just a folded towel over his mid-section). Joe had a really nice body. Muscular arms and legs, well defined chest, a washboard abdomen. In the past, more than once she'd seen Joe in a bathing suit, he was thin (like a runner) but not muscular. Where had this hunky physique come from?

"Do you think you can do it?" Willow asked in the living room a little later.

"I think so," Jen said tentatively. She still felt uncomfortable about giving her brother-in-law a full body massage.

Willow read her mind. "Joe's holistic treatment depends on positive energy, that's critical," the gypsy said. "You know Joe, you're family, he trusts you."

"I can do it," Jen said just a little less reluctantly.

"Excellent," Willow said. "I'll text you when we need you." Then the gypsy woman left.

Joe came out a little later, wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Jen made him a simple dinner. They laughed and talked, and even smoked a little of the cannabis extract with the e-sig. Soon they were both feeling no pain!

"How are you and Mike?" Joe asked.

"Better," Jen said continuing their story. "I think we're getting back together. I'm meeting him at Penn State this weekend."

"That's great," Joe said. "You've worked out your issues?"

"I think so," Jen said. Feeling high from the pot, she got into a self-reflective mood. "Mike's complicated. And I guess I'm kinda insecure sometimes."

"You're insecure?" Joe asked shocked. How could someone as beautiful and bubbly as Jen be insecure?

Jen giggled. "Can I have some more of that?" she asked reaching for the e-sig. If they were going to talk about this she needed another hit!

"I know this'll sound terrible," Jen began, feeling relaxed and less inhibited by the weed. "I like being hot. I like being desirable. I'm afraid I won't always be that way. And I worry what Mike will think of me when I'm not pretty anymore."

"Jesus Jen, what are you, 27?" Joe said. "You've got a long time before you have to worry about that. Anyway, you'll probably always be hot."

"Everyone gets old," Jen said gloomily. "I'll have babies. It happens to every girl. I'm afraid of that day, when I'm not pretty anymore. When men don't look at me." Looking embarrassed she said "I know that sounds so petty."

Joe shook his head. How could a girl as beautiful as Jen worry about this? She'd always be superhot. "You don't talk to Mike about this?" he asked.

"No, not this," Jen said looking off into the distance. It was hard to talk to Mike about some things.

"Well, thanks for sharing with me," Joe said flattered. "Don't worry, I won't mention this to Mike."

"Thanks," Jen said, and they smiled at each other, two people sharing in a secret.

Mike went into an internet café at the Heathrow airport, just before boarding his plane to State College (via New Jersey). He rented a computer for 10 minutes and hacked into Sapphire. He navigated to the "Liberty" routines, the ones the government installed to spy on people who invested using the new Sapphire (including innocent Americans). The government still had not activated Liberty. Mike knew it was a matter of time. He decided that would be the last time he'd hack into Sapphire.

At the CATF in Northern Virginia, Colonel Banks studied the report of Mike's most recent hack in. Once again, all he did was look.

"Your orders Colonel?" Trent said, Colonel Bank's Chief of Staff.

"Activate Liberty," Colonel Banks ordered, glaring into the report. "And continue 24/7 watch on Andrews." He was going to nail that mother fucker!

It was Thursday night, Jen and Drums's last evening together. They had a quiet dinner at the Bronx apartment (Drums made dinner!). After dinner they held each other on the sofa. Their mood was melancholy.

"You're really amazing," Drums said stroking Jen's long blonde hair.

"You are too mister," Jen said hugging him tighter.

"I hope I've been a good boyfriend," he joked, melancholy in his eyes.

"You have Frankie," she assured him, looking into his eyes as she stroked his chest.

"I really wish we'd dated in college," Drums said kissing the top of her head. "Jen I think I -."

"Don't go there Frankie okay?" Jen said gently putting her finger on his lips. "It's been really special with you. But now I have to go back to my life."

They made love later that night. And it was making love, gentle and heartfelt with a lot of touching, kissing and emotion.

They flew together to Penn State. They held hands all during the flight.

Mike met them at the airport. He'd arrived the day before and mostly rested and slept to get over jet lag.

Mike and Drums shook hands, both of them looking wary. Their relationship had definitely changed.

Mike turned to give Jen a big hug and kiss but she stepped away. "I'm still Frankie's girlfriend until tomorrow," she said smiling teasingly at him. "Can you carry my bag though?"

Mike followed Jen and Drums out of the airport, rolling Jen's bag behind him. His head spun with cuckold lust as he watched them. Jen's arm was in Drums' and she leaned affectionately into him. They looked so familiar with each other, like a loving couple. Mike's cock was ready to burst and the weekend hadn't even started.

They got 2 separate rooms in a hotel outside State College (they were staying outside because Jen and Mike didn't want to run into people they knew). In the elevator Jen and Drums got off on the 4th floor. "See you later Mike," Jen said as she and Drums walked to their room, holding hands.

Mike continued to the 7th floor. Inside his room he felt a wave of depression wash over him. It felt overwhelming, the jealousy, angst, loneliness. He was rock hard and lustful, true. But he so missed Jen! For weeks their only contact had been phone calls, and brief ones. When was the last time they had sex? When was the last time they hugged and held hands like a couple? Weeks!

Mike had known this was what he'd be in for, and he wanted this, when he came up with the idea of Jen dating Drums exclusively, living with him. When he was away from Jen - in London while she was in New York - he could handle it better. But to be at the same place, to be standing next to each other in the airport after being apart so long, and to only get a brief "friends" hug was too much! And now he had to spend the entire weekend watching while other men fucked her! It was too much, he wouldn't be able to handle it!

Inside their room, Drums pulled Jen to him and kissed her. Their kissing turned passionate and Drums began fondling Jen's body.

She pulled away when he started to undress her. "No Frankie," she said. She giggled. "I've got a big night ahead of me."

"Let's get started now," he said grinning at her. "I know you, if we fuck now it'll get you more horny for later."

"Yeah well ..." Jen said with a laugh. Frankie was right, the more sex she got the more she wanted, she was like a nympho. But when he reached for her she pulled away again.

"No Frankie, last night was our last time," she said.

"Oh," he said suddenly sad, the finality hitting him.

Jen gently brushed her hand across his cheek. She hugged him and said "You're a really great guy Frankie. You're going to make a lucky girl really happy someday."

Jen left Drums and took the elevator to the 7th floor. She rolled her suitcase to Mike's room.

She knocked and Mike opened the door. "Hi," she said.

"Hi" Mike said.

Seeing her was like the clouds parting and seeing the sun for the first time. He urgently reached for her and she melted into him. Mike hugged Jen tight, not wanting to let her go ever again. All was right in the world again!

They got into bed and snuggled and kissed a long time. It wasn't sexual, it was love. They both needed to reconnect.

"Can I have my rings?" Jen said.

Mike immediately took them out of his pocket. Jen held out her left hand and Mike slipped on her wedding and engagement rings. Then he slid the Sophia ring back on her right hand.

"I'm never taking them off again," she said. It was a promise to Mike, but also she had no desire to take them off again.

They held each other for a long time. Eventually Mike asked "So you liked being Drums's girlfriend?"

"Um ... it didn't suck," she joked. They laughed.

"Tell me," Mike grinned.

Now that Mike had gotten his "Jen Fix," Jen could tell he wanted to play. But they had the rest of their lives for pillow talk about her time with Frankie. And they still had tonight and tomorrow to play.

"I'll tell you later," Jen promised. "First I want this." She squeezed Mike's cock. She wanted her husband inside her! She reached for a condom.

Mike put his hand over Jen's. "I want you too," he said. "You wouldn't believe how much I want you!" he added with a lustful grin. "But maybe I shouldn't be inside you this weekend."

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Jen looked shocked. Mike didn't want to make love?

But then she got it. If she got pregnant this weekend, they'd want to know who the father was.

"I guess you're right," Jen said. "I guess I should only be with Scott this weekend."

Mike gasped, his heart suddenly pounding. "You're going to fuck him, let him cum inside you?" he said excitedly. "Maybe get you pregnant?"

"That's what you want, right?" Jen asked with a teasing smile.

"Yeah," Mike said although hesitantly. Truthfully he was torn by it. "You want it too?"

"The fantasy turns me on," Jen admitted. "I'm not sure how Scott will treat you after."

"What do you mean?"

"You know what a jerk he can be," Jen said.

"Yeah ..." Mike said. He thought about how Scott would treat him if Jen was pregnant with his baby, especially if he had urged Jen to let Scott impregnate her. The prospect both worried him and got him lightheaded with lust.

Jen opened her suitcase and took something out. It was a pink strapless bustier.

Scott's bustier.

"I brought it in case we decided to do it," she said. "You remember it, right?"

"Yeah ..." Mike said staring at the bustier. If Jen wore that tomorrow Scott would know she was his. At least for tomorrow night. And after that? Mike was torn between lust and good sense. "You're gonna let him cum inside you?"

"I guess so," Jen said. "I'm just in the first week of my cycle so I'm probably safe."

"So you'll let Scott cum inside you but you really don't want to get pregnant?" Mike asked.

Jen laughed and rolled her eyes. "God Mike I don't know what you want me to say!"

"I want you to tell me you want it too," Mike said. "It's not just me."

"I don't know Mike," Jen said. "You know how much I like Scott, how we're buds. I think a lot of him. He's a freaking marketing genius!"

"He doesn't seem so impressive to me," Mike said bothered by her unabashed praise of his rival.

"Like you would know," Jen said a dismissive laugh. She kissed the top of Mike's head to take the sting out of her words. "I'm sorry baby. You're not in marketing, you don't know how amazing Scott is."

"I thought you were over him," Mike said getting worried. Where was all this coming from? She barely talked about Scott nowadays. Now she was talking like she thought about him all the time.

"That's what I'm saying Mike," Jen said. "I've ignored all these feelings for Scott. But they're still there. If we hook up tomorrow ... god, if he gets me pregnant ... I'm not sure what will happen."

"Oh ..." Mike said. "I guess I didn't realize you still had feelings for Scott."

"I don't love him the way I love you," Jen assured him. She wrapped her arms around Mike and hugged him.

"You love him?" Mike said even more alarmed.

"I didn't say that," Jen said. She lightly rubbed the bustier against Mike's cheek. He felt the silkiness of the material and the hard ribbing underneath. "Do you want me to wear this for Scott tomorrow?"

Mike wasn't able to respond. He was too overwhelmed and conflicted with lust, jealousy and insecurity.

"I wish my breast were bigger, this would look better on me," Jen mused. Then she giggled and added "I guess if Scott gets me pregnant my breasts WILL get bigger, at least for a little while. But then I wouldn't be able to wear this because it's so tight and my stomach will get big." She shrugged. "Maybe I should get a boob job. What do you think Mike?"

"Jen ..." Mike croaked out, his throat hoarse from lust. He managed to say "Your breasts are perfect."

"How would you know, you haven't seen them for a while," Jen said laughing cheerily. She eyed him teasingly. "Do you want to see them?" She began unbuttoning her blouse. Mike saw her lacy white bra, the swell of her small breasts above the cups.

"Only Frankie's seen them, only he's touched them," Jen said as she slowly peeled off her blouse. "Only he's been inside me. What do you think about that Mike?"

"God Jen ..." Mike moaned.

Jen reached down and stroked Mike's cock over his pants. "You want me to wear the bustier for Scott, don't you?" she whispered hotly as she stroked him. "Admit it Mike. You want me to let him fuck me and cum inside me. You want him to get me pregnant."

"OH GOD!" Mike yelled his body jerking as he came in his pants.

Mike cleaned himself up. Then he watched Jen put the pink bustier back in her suitcase. "Let's worry about it tomorrow, okay?" she said. She got into bed with Mike and they snuggled. She hugged him tightly and they snuggled for a long time, just holding each other.

"I guess I better get ready," Jen said as it started getting dark outside.

"Yeah ..." Mike said still holding his wife.

Jen heard the hesitation in Mike's voice. "Don't you want me to see Mal and Jay?"

"I want you to," Mike assured her. He grinned. "One last crazy weekend, right?"

"Yeah," Jen agreed smiling back. She added "I'll make them use condoms."

"Okay," Mike said. He felt torn about the weekend. Not just with Scott, but Mal and Jay too. Now that he had her back, part of him wanted to scoop her into his arms and take her home, to keep her all to himself. But his cuckold lusts and fantasies were too strong.

"You're crazy, you know that?" Jen said looking at him, a twinkle in her eyes. She rubbed his crotch. He was hard again.

She unzipped his pants and took out his cock. She looked at it. She hadn't seen his penis since their "separation."

"I must look really small to you," he said. There was excitement in his voice. He added "It's okay to tell me, I want you to."

"You do huh?" Jen said playfully. "You do look small," she told him honestly, looking at his penis. "You feel small too," she said stroking him, knowing he wanted the unvarnished truth. She'd gotten used to Frankie's manhood, so long and sooo thick. She couldn't help thinking her husband's thin, not quite 5 inch penis was small. Every girl would make that same comparison.

"Are you sure you'll be happy with this for the rest of your life?" Mike said breathing hard as Jen slowly stroked him, looking intently at his cock, studying it.

"Yeah, I'm sure," she said. "This is still my favorite one." She lowered her head and took her husband into her mouth.

In truth she WAS kinda concerned about it. She was a size queen, big cocks turned her on and they felt sooo good. And she loved sex.

But people have to grow up. She and Mike had to move on from their game. Allie was right, it was too dangerous.

Mike was a considerate lover, and he ate her out better than anyone. He'd do that 10 times a day if she asked him to. And there were sex toys they could play with. Anyway, there was more to love than mind-blowing sex.

It didn't take Mike long to cum. Afterwards they both undressed completely and got back into bed. They snuggled together skin to skin. It felt so good! They needed this to reconnect.

"Was it everything you wanted?" Jen asked as they held each other, referring to their "separation."

"I guess," Mike said sounding uncertain. "I never want to do it again. The times you acted like we were really separated ... I wanted you to do that ... but it was really hard. I missed you a lot. I was busy with the Ring so that helped."

"I really missed you too," she said pulling his arm tighter around her.

"It was easier for you though, right? Because you were with someone else, you weren't alone," Mike said.

"Yeah, I guess," Jen said. Mike was right. She and Frankie were always doing things. They had things in common. The sex was great. She'd been infatuated with him. Sometimes - often - she didn't even think about Mike.

Reading her mind, Mike asked "Do you still have a crush on him?"

Jen searched her feelings. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't care about him. We got close. We shared things. I guess I see him as a really good friend. I miss him." She looked at Mike. "Does this make you upset?"

"Yeah," Mike said with a sad smile. "But what else could I expect, right? Don't feel guilty, it's not your fault. This was all my idea."

"But I went along with it," Jen said knowing it wasn't all on Mike. "That's part of why I want to stop playing the game. I don't think I could ever love another man. But what if with the next man, or the man after him, I do kinda fall in love. I'm not saying I'd love him like I love you. But you see how that would complicate things?"

"You said you loved Scott," Mike pointed out.

"Not really," Jen said.

Mike waited for Jen to say more, to reassure him she didn't love Scott. When she didn't say more, he said "I could never share your heart with another man. That would tear me apart."

"You don't have to worry about Frankie," Jen assured him, kissing him on the lips. "There are things about him I don't like. I don't like his politics, he's really conservative. He's fun, but he's really basic. It's not just that though. He isn't you. I care about him like a good friend, but I'm not in love with him."

"What about Scott?" Mike asked.

Jen put a finger to Mike's lips. "Let's not talk about him okay?" she said. It was getting late. She kissed Mike. "I better get ready."

Jen got into the shower. A few moments later Mike joined her. They hugged and then Jen looked him up and down. "Good boy," Jen said with a teasing smile, seeing him completely hairless. She smiled inside realizing her comment was accurate, as his small hairless cock looked like a little boy's.

Mike looked embarrassed under his wife's gaze. He knew he didn't have a ripped body or impressive manhood like Drums. To make him feel better, Jen kissed him and then used her hands to lather his body with soap. He soon had a hard-on. Jen got on her knees and went down on him. Again he didn't last long.

After catching his breath, Mike turned off the shower spray and turned on the bathtub faucet, turning their shower into a bath. Mike sat down and turned Jen so her back was to him. He pulled her towards him so she sat between his open legs, reclining against his chest. Then as the tub filled he rubbed shampoo into her long lush blonde hair. Jen closed her eyes as Mike massaged her scalp. She loved when Mike did this! He'd washed her hair countless times over the years, and she never got tired of it. The relaxing pleasure was almost as good as an orgasm!

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"Close your eyes," Mike said, although he didn't need to say that as Jen's eyes were already closed. The bath had a spray nozzle and Mike used it to carefully rinse the soap from Jen's hair. He repeated the process with conditioner.

Then he pushed her long wet hair to one side and leaned down and kissed her neck. He kissed from her shoulder up her neck to her ear. Jen still had her eyes closed and Mike was seriously turning her on. Mike didn't have the best technique - he wasn't the best lover - but after years he knew her body really well, knew where and how to touch her.

As Mike nuzzled her ultrasensitive neck and ear, he reached around her and cupped her small breasts, gently massaging them and rubbing her nipples. Mike's caresses were gentle and loving. He was always that way with her, treating her like his Goddess. While she got intense sexual pleasure from Frankie's (and other men's) rough treatment of her body, she loved Mike's gentle and caring caresses.

Mike moved Jen to sit on the back seat of the tub, facing him. He was gratified to see she had her cum face on. He put his hands on her knees and gently pushed her legs apart.

Jen opened her legs only reluctantly. She was worried what Mike would think seeing her pussy. He always complimented her about how her pussy looked so pretty and sweet, like a teenager's. But after almost 2 months with Frankie, she knew her pussy didn't look the same way.

Mike used the spray nozzle to wash the soapy water from Jen's skin. He looked at her pussy. Normally her pussy was two short, thin lips pressed tightly together, with a small fold above covering her clit. The lips were usually just a shade darker than the surrounding skin.

Her pussy looked different now. The lips were puffy and darker. Worse, her once tight seamless slit now gaped apart. Not a lot, but the gap was clearly noticeable.

Clearly getting fucked by Drums had changed her. He'd had her for 9 weeks. During that time he had constant access to her body, and he'd taken advantage of it, fucking her constantly.

9 weeks. 63 days. How many times had his long thick cock been inside her? 100 times? At least 100 times.

His long, super thick cock inside her, penetrating her, stretching her out, molding her pussy to fit HIS cock, instead of Mike's.

Mike felt heady with lust. He was already hard again.

"Do you still think it's pretty?" Jen asked hesitantly.

"It's the most beautiful pussy in the world!" Mike gushed without any hesitation. He leaned in and ate her out. Soon Jen was writhing under his mouth and clutching at the ceramic of the tub. She screamed when she came.

"God I've so missed that!" she panted as Mike snuggled her into his arms.

They finished their bath and got dressed, getting ready for their evening with the Ramones. It took Mike only minutes to get dressed. Of course Jen took a lot longer, she was still blow drying her hair when Mike was lacing up his shoes.

"Hey you," Jen said playfully digging her toe into Mike's calf. "Can you run and get condoms? I only brought your size."

"Oh, okay," Mike said, his heart beat quickening.

"Remember, extra large," Jen said. Mike knew that of course, she said that just to tease him. She added "Mal is probably your size, but Jay and Artie ..."

"I get it," Mike said, his throat dry.

"Hurry Mike, we're already late," she said. She turned away from him and turned the hair dryer back on.

Mike rushed to the closest drug store. Inside he bought 2 boxes of XL Magnum condoms. The cashier - a young pretty girl who was probably an undergrad at Penn State - gave him a quick impressed smile. Mike blushed, knowing the condoms were for other men, not him. These super large condoms would dbang over his small cock.

When Mike got back Jen was sliding on her stockings. Otherwise she was still nude, although her hair and makeup were done (she looked gorgeous!). After sliding up the thigh highs Jen stepped into high heels. Mike loved it when Jen put on her legware and high heels before putting the rest of her clothes on!

"No bra or panties?" Mike joked.

"Can't," Jen said. Then she wiggled into her skirt. It was muted red and made of stretchy material, like Lycra. The muted red went perfectly with the black stockings.

Jen did a sweet pirouette. "See, the skirt's so tight even a thong would show, I already tried it," she said matter-of-factly.

"Yeah ..." Mike said his throat dry. She looked so hot in that skirt! It looked airbrushed on her sexy tight ass and it showed a lot of her incredible long legs!

As if to torture Mike (since she could do it herself), Jen turned around and said "Zip me?"

Mike's hands shook as he found the zipper. With the zipper down it was so clear she was pantyless. He zipped her up and then he put his arms around her, his hands on her sexy flat stomach. "Jen ..." he moaned kissing her back. One hand stayed on her tight stomach while his other cupped her breasts. God he wanted her so bad!

"Stop," Jen said giggling, wiggling from his grasp. She teasingly pressed the pointy toe of her high heel into his calf. "You got me hot eating me out, now I really need a big cock." She giggled and added "Or 2 big ones and a little one," referring to Jay, Artie and Mal.

"What about Drums?" Mike asked.

"I don't think he'll be there," Jen said suddenly melancholy. Mike saw the cloud pass over her face. It bothered him. Clearly there were still feelings there. Lingering feelings for Drums, for Scott? He decided not to press it now.

Jen wiggled into her top. It was sleeveless and the same muted red. More precisely, it was muted red in the front. The back was sheer black silk, and it clearly showed she wasn't wearing a bra. The front was Lycra too and her nipples were clearly outlined.

"You're gorgeous honey!" Mike gushed. He couldn't believe he was married to such a beautiful, sexy girl! Even after being with her for years he never tired of looking at her!

"Thanks," Jen said beaming at him. Mike was sitting down. Jen moved closer and pressed her flat tummy against his knees. "Are you sure you're ready for this? Three guys gang banging your sweet wife?"

"Yes!" Mike said excitedly.

Jen giggled. Mike was so predictable!

"I might ask you to leave," she warned him gently. "I'm not sure I can handle you watching me act super slutty."

"Oh ..." Mike said disappointed. "Baby I would never think you were a slut, no matter what you did."

"I know, it would just be too embarrassing for me," she said. "I'll tell you all about it," she promised.

"Okay ..." Mike agreed, disappointed.

They took the elevator to Mal's suite. They were all staying in the same hotel. Jen and Mike didn't want to venture out of the hotel and risk running into people they knew at Penn State.

Mike was nervous, as up to that point Mal, Jay and Artie knew him as a sponsor of the Ramones, not Jen's husband. But the 3 guys were all cool about this subterfuge, shaking Mike's hand and laughing good naturedly. At Jen's request, Drums had already filled in the guys. Mike was shy and she didn't want the guys giving him a hard time about the ruse. The guys went out of their way to make Mike feel comfortable, not wanting to upset the "husband" and get between them and Jen's sweet pussy.

Drinks were served and joints were lit. Jen had made a point to stock Mal's bar with Highland Park scotch. She poured two fingers over a single ice cube and brought the glass to Mike. In her other hand she held a joint.

"Here you go baby," Jen said putting the joint between her husband's lips. Mike inhaled deeply but then coughed it out, not being as experienced as others (including his wife). Some of the guys chuckled at Mike's clumsiness.

Jen tenderly kissed Mike's forehead. "Remember, don't breath so much in, just hold it in your lungs" she said softly. Mike did as Jen said and this time he didn't cough. Jen gave Mike 2 more hits. After the last one he was feeling high.

"Here you go," Jen said giving him the tumbler of Highland Park. She led him to a chair with a good view of the entire view. "Are you sure?" Jen said. "Last chance. Once I start ... you know."

"Yeah, I want to do it," Mike said his voice hoarse from excitement, his head spinning from the weed. "You want to, right?"

"Oh yes!" Jen said enthusiastically glancing excitedly at the 3 guys. She kissed Mike. "Remember, I'm just playing." She kissed him again.

Then Jen joined Mal, Jay and Artie. "So who's first?" she said with a nervous giggle. Jay and Artie approached her.

"Are you sure your wives don't mind?" Jen said with a giggle as Jay pressed against her back while Artie pressed against her front, making a Jen sandwich.

"They're probably fucking some groupies," Jay joked, running his hands from her flat belly to her braless breasts.

"Guys or girls?" Jen joked back with another giggle.

"Probably both," Artie said kissing up her neck. Jen rolled her head back as the two men began working on her.

Artie moved his lips from Jen's neck to her mouth. They kissed and traded tongue. He moved his hands to her breasts, cupping and kneading her.

Jay kissed the back of Jen's neck and moved his hands to her slim (yet shapely) tight ass.

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Artie and Jay were like a synchronized team. Jay pulled up Jen's skirt. Artie moved his hands to her pantyless pussy.

Mal walked over to Mike. "Your wife's amazing," Mal said shaking Mike's hand but not taking his eyes off the action.

"Thanks," Mike said, also not taking his eyes off Jen with Jay and Artie.

"We're gonna show her a good time," Mal promised. "She's gonna love it."

"I think she already loves it," Mike joked, watching Jen writhe under Jay's and Artie's mouths and hands. They both laughed.

"I've been with a lot of girls," Mal said. "Jen's the best looking, by far."

"Thanks," Mike said.

"I'm just saying, I hope this isn't a one-time thing," Mal said. "I'd love to get together with Jen again, make it regular even."

"Okay," Mike said hesitantly. "We'll see."

Mal smiled and gave Mike a fist bump. Then he moved to the action.

Jay and Artie shifted a little to make room for their friend. Jen turned her head and Mal kissed her. Now she had all 3 guys kissing her, exploring her body.

***********

It was too much to watch, I could barely breathe. My wife in the middle of 3 guys, their lips and hands all over her. The guys pulled off her top and skirt, leaving her in just stockings and high heels. Artie caressed her breasts and sucked her nipples while Jay was on his knees his face pressed between her ass cheeks, licking from her sandbar to her puckered asshole. Mal was kissing Jen with one hand behind her neck and the other fingering her pussy.

I watched this as I sat in the chair, sipping the scotch Jen had given me. I wanted to take out my cock to stroke myself, but I didn't want the guys to see I was shaven.

The 3 guys were like hungry animals, with Jen the dinner. They were all over her, kissing and pawing at her. It was so incredibly hot, but disturbing too. I didn't like the way they were so aggressive with her, treating her like a piece of meat.

The guys hurriedly took off their clothes. They were all athletic looking, lean and muscular. Jay and Artie were well endowed (although not as big as Drums).

Jen had said Mal was small, but I was still surprised when I saw he wasn't any bigger than me. But from what Jen said, Mal was the most in demand Ramone among the girls. For some reason that bothered me. Clearly he was a good looking guy, like a rough looking Ben Afflect, and he had a well-defined chest and muscular arms and legs. Still, I always attributed "great lover" with "big cock." That didn't fit Mal.

Jen smiled nervously at the 3 men. Now they were all naked and their cocks were hard and pointing at her. It was almost a funny sight. But so erotically charged.

They descended on her again, their lips and hands roaming all over her naked body. It was an amazing sight as I watched their rock hard cocks press into her soft flesh as they kissed and fondled her.

I was so hard! My heart was pounding in my chest. Surprisingly though, the sight disturbed me. This confused me. Jen was making one of my biggest fantasies come true, her getting gang banged by a bunch of guys. But now that it was happening, it bothered me seeing it.

I didn't like seeing my sweet pretty wife surrounded by 3 naked guys. I'd seen her with 2 guys, Jamie and his brother. But then those guys hadn't taken her at the same time, and they'd treated her really nice, especially Jamie's brother. Here, Artie, Mal and Jay were all attacking Jen, pawing at her. I didn't like the way they were treating her like a piece of meat.

But what could I do? I couldn't stop it. I'd practically begged Jen for years to do something like this. I couldn't stop it now. Especially since it didn't look like she wanted it to stop. She was enjoying it despite the way they were treating her like nothing more than a sex toy (or maybe because of it).

The 3 guys moved her towards the bed, guiding her onto her back. "Wait," she said gasping, breaking from their grasp. She pushed the 3 guys so they sat on the edge of the bed, side by side, their muscular thighs touching and their hard cocks standing straight up into the air.

She got onto her knees in front of Mal (he was sitting between Jay and Artie). Her eyes were glazed over with lust. Jen moved her long blonde hair to one side, then she lowered her face onto Mal's lap, taking him into her mouth.

Jen easily swallowed all of him. Mal moaned and rolled his head back as he felt Jen's hot mouth and soft tongue on his cock. As Jen went down on Mal she reached for Jay and Artie, stroking them with her soft hands.

The image of Jen on her knees before 3 men, one man in her mouth, the other men in her hands, that image would be burned into my head for the rest of my life.

Jen moved from Mal to Jay. As she sucked Jay she stroked Mal, but Artie was too far away to reach. Through some kind of silent communication, the 3 guys stood up. Jen was still on her knees, her lips around Jay's cock, but now she could stroke both Mal and Artie.

After a few minutes Jen moved to Artie. She swallowed him and sucked him. As she did she stroked Mal and Jay with her hands. This was so hot! It was like watching an x-rated movie! With my wife the porn star!

After a few minutes Jen went off Artie's cock, moving back towards Mal. But Mal wanted her pussy now. He grabbed her arms and pulled her up towards the bed.

But Jen pulled back. She looked over at me. "I want my husband to see you cum all over my face," she said through lust glazed eyes.

The three guys looked at me, grinning. Clearly they thought that was a good idea. Jen went back down on Mal, stroking Artie and Jay. Getting into it, Mal gripped Jen's head and pumped in and out, fucking her face. He was small, so Jen was able to handle him, still stroking Artie and Jay as Mal fucked her face.

But when Jen moved to Artie it was different. He was a big guy, so Jen gagged as Artie pushed his cock deep down her throat, his fingers laced in her lush blonde hair to hold her head still. Artie roughly fucked her face, his pre-cum and her saliva dribbling down her chin and neck. With such rough treatment, Jen had to concentrate on not gagging, so she stopped stroking Jay and Mal, instead holding onto Artie's muscular legs for balance.

Jay treated Jen to the same rough treatment when it was his turn. He gripped Jen's head as he roughly fucked her face, banging her even hard and faster than Artie. Jen's hands flailed around as Jay abused her mouth and throat. At one point Jay pushed balls deep into Jen's mouth and down her throat, and stayed that way for long seconds. Jen gagged and her nostrils flared, and it looked like she couldn't breathe.

"Not so rough!" I yelled.

The action froze, like hitting "pause" on a DVD machine. Everyone looked at me.

Jen pulled away from Jay's cock. She frowned at me and said tersely "It's okay Mike. Just sit there okay?" Then without another word to me she swallowed Jay back into her mouth.

All 3 guys smirked at me. Her rebuke felt like a physical blow. Like a harsh slap across my face. I felt emasculated. I was too stunned to move.

Jay was fucking Jen's face hard again, holding her head tight with his hands as he slammed her face hard and fast. As he did Artie and Mal stroked their cocks furiously. They were standing so close their cockheads brushed against Jen's cheeks.

Jen finally stopped Jay's pounding with a hand on his chest. She took him out of her mouth and stood up, wiping her lips and chin with her hand. She gripped Mal's muscular arm for support as she was shaky in her high heels.

She walked over to me. I thought she was going to apologize for being so dismissive earlier. Instead she took my hands and pulled me so I stood up. Then she unbuttoned my shirt.

I was still raw from her rebuke moments ago. "Stop," I whispered to her as she pushed my shirt off and worked on my belt.

But she didn't stop. She got on her knees and pulled down my pants. Then she took off my shoes and socks.

Now I was naked in front of the other guys. I saw them looking me up and down, grinning at my completely hairless body. I could tell they were holding back laughter. My cheeks reddened in embarrassment.

Jen noticed their bottled-up laughter. "Oh leave Mike alone, I like him this way," she said patting my chest the way a mother would pat a small boy. Her patronizing defense humiliated me more.

She got down on her knees in front of me. "Look at me," she said to me. She smiled at me encouragingly. "You know I'm just playing, right?" she whispered.

I didn't answer. I was so humiliated, I didn't know anything right then.

She took me into her mouth and sucked me for a few moments. But I was so upset and humiliated I went soft and couldn't get hard. My penis looked like a withered nub, even Mal's cock was huge compared to mine. The 3 guys grinned again. I felt worse, not able to get hard even in Jen's hot mouth.

Jen stood up. "They're assholes, ignore them," she whispered to me, but she looked back at the guys with a half-smile and a twinkle in her eyes. I didn't know what was going on, and the weed and scotch weren't helping.

"Come on," she said and led me over to them. She got back on her knees. Now I was with the other guys, the 4 of us forming a tight circle around Jen. They were all rock hard, while I was still soft.

Jen looked up at Jay. "Where were we?" she asked smiling up at him.

Jay rubbed his big rock hard cock across her face. As he did he looked at me and grinned, his eyes moving from my face to my soft penis. Jen's eyes followed Jay's. His message was clear, I was tiny compared to him, I was barely a man, and my wife saw the entire demonstration.

Jen smiled, a twinkle in her eye. She opened her mouth when he pressed his cock against her lips. He pushed his cock down her throat. Like before he put his hands behind her head and fucked her face hard. After Jay she gave Artie a turn to abuse her mouth and face.

Then she turned to Mal. She moved to take him into her mouth but he stopped her. "Time to fuck," he said pulling her up.

"No," Jen staying on her knees. "I told you, I want Mike to watch you cum on my face." She ran her finger tip over my soft cock. She smiled at me and said sweetly, "That'll get you hard, right honey?"

Jen took my hand and pulled me to my knees. "You'll see better this way baby," she told me. I was on my knees next to Jen, the 3 guys surrounding us. I felt in a haze, just going with it. I felt incredibly self-conscious with my nude out-of-shape body, compared to these "real men" with their web-defined chests, washboard abs, and muscular arms and legs.

Jen opened her mouth and swallowed Mal's cock. He fucked her face hard. After about a minute she took him out of her mouth. Her lips, chin and neck were covered in his pre-cum and her saliva. Still holding his hard shaft with one hand, she wrapped her arm around my neck and kissed me.

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It was a sloppy kiss. I kissed her back, my cock finally getting hard again.

We were trading tongue when I felt something soft yet hard press against my cheek. I pulled away and realized it was Mal's cock! Jen had pulled him so close his cock head pressed against my cheek.

"Go down on him Mike," Jen said to me, her eyes wide and smiling excitedly. She kissed me again. A moment later I felt Mal's cockhead pressing against the side of our lips as we kissed.

Jen moved her lips to my ear. "I want you to," she whispered huskily. She laced her fingers into my hair. She pushed my head forward towards Mal.

I felt Mal's cockhead pressing against my lips. "Suck me off Mike," Mal said, looking down at me and grinning.

"Open your mouth baby," Jen urged me. She reached down and stroked my cock. I was rock hard. Then I felt her other hand on my ass. She lightly scrapped her fingernail across my sandbar and asshole.

Jen didn't often touch me there. I gasped at the sudden pleasure. As my lips opened, Mal pushed his cock into my mouth.

My mouth. Mal's cock was in my mouth.

I looked up at Mal. He was grinning at me, a triumphant smirk on his movie star face.

I tried to pull away but Jen was holding the back of my head again. She pushed my head forward, towards Mal. And I felt Mal thrust into me.

He was fucking my mouth.

I felt Mal's powerful hands clamp like a vise behind my head, replacing Jen's. He took long slow strokes, pushing balls deep down into my mouth and down my throat. I struggled and pushed against him but his muscular thighs felt like hard granite. Mal moaned, "Yeah Mike, feels good, caress my legs as I fuck your mouth."

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Jen urgently fingering herself as she watched Mal fuck my face. As she watched Mal rob me of my manhood.

Jen moved her lips close to mine. She licked Mal's cock as he fucked my face. With one hand she stroked my rock hard cock, with the other she fingered herself.

"I'm getting close," Mal groaned.

"Cum on his face," Jen urged Mal. I frantically tried to pull away but Mal held me tight. "Please do this for me," Jen said urgently to me, her voice lust-filled and pleading. I glanced over. I'd never seen her so turned on.

That took the fight out of me. I was drunk and stoned, confused, dizzy, not sure what was happening. I let it happen, I let Mal fuck my face, let him ram his cock down my throat. Jen continued licking his shaft and balls, stroking me, fingering herself.

I felt Mal's cock twitch in my mouth. It was a warning, but I couldn't do anything about it. In one motion he pulled out and cum erupted from his cock, splattering my face.

Then two things happened. Jen's body convulsed as she orgasmed. And my body spasmed and jerked as I came too.

Mal had barely stopped cumming when Jen's lips and tongue were all over my face. She licked my face clean of Mal's cum.

I staggered to my feet. What had just happened? I'd blown another man. What had I become? What did Jen think of me?

I hurriedly put my clothes back on. Jen hurried to me and wiped my face with a towel.

I grabbed the towel and angrily threw it aside. I was furious, hurt and confused. "I'm leaving!" I told her. "Are you staying or coming with me?"

Jen looked back at the guys. Artie and Jay were still rock hard, and Mal was already getting hard again. "I can't leave them like this," she said.

I gave her a WTF look! "You're picking them over me?!" I said incredulously.

"You wanted this," Jen told me.

"Not that!" I protested, referring to what had just happened.

"This isn't all about you Mike," she said, squeezing my hand to take the sting out of her words. "Sometimes YOU have to make MY fantasies come true."

"I can't believe you just did that to me," I said still confused.

She leaned in and melted into me. "One last crazy weekend, remember?" she said hugging me. "Don't be upset honey. You know I've always wanted to do that."

"Jen ..." I said confused and hurt.

She rubbed my chest. "Maybe you should go. I'll meet you back in our room."

"You're picking them over me?" I said. I knew I sounded like a pathetic wimp and hated myself for it.

"I'm not picking them over you," she assured me. She looked back at the 3 guys. They were all rock hard and eyeing her hungrily. "I just need to take care of them."

"Jen ..." I said helplessly.

She took my arm and moved me to the door. "I knew this would be too much for you," she said. "I'll meet you back in the room. You brought the condoms right?"

Feeling numb, I reached into my pocket and pulled out the condoms.

"Thanks honey," she said taking them from me. She opened the door, being careful to stay behind it so people in the hall couldn't see her naked body. "I'll see you later okay?" Then she closed the door in my face.

I stood there dumbly for long moments, feeling stunned and confused. Through the door I heard laughter. Were they laughing at me? Was Jen laughing at me?

Of course they were laughing at me. I was shaved bare. I had a small penis like a young boy. I'd sucked Mal off. He'd cum all over my face. And I'd cum. I'd cum sucking another man off.

I was a pathetic joke. Of course Jen was laughing at me. How could she have any respect for me? She was in there with REAL men. I was barely a man. I didn't know who I was any more.

I finally stumbled away from the door. I walked down the hallway, not knowing where I was going. I was a swirl of emotions. Lust, heartache, jealously, loneliness, confusion. I loathed myself. If there was a bridge I would have jumped off.

I didn't know what to do, where to go. My whole life was in that room. I'd left her there with 3 other men. And she was laughing at me. She was breaking my heart.

I ran into something. Something big and black. It was like running into a brick wall. It took me a moment to recognize what it was. Who it was.

"Darren," I said finally recognizing the black man. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Allie dragged me here for Colin's party tomorrow," Darren said. He looked at my face. "Come on, you look like you can use a drink."

At that moment Colonel Banks, Director of CATF, was in a meeting with the Secretary of Homeland Security, the Director of the FBI, and the head of the NSA.

"Tell me where we stand with Liberty," Secretary Taylor ordered.

"Liberty is working perfectly," the NSA director said. "Data collection is underway. We're feeding the data into our terrorist detection algorithms. Liberty's already identified a number of promising leads of terrorist cells operating in the United States."

"Mr. Secretary, I want to renew my objections to Liberty," the FBI Director said. "Liberty is illegally gathering private information on US citizens. I insist we discontinue Liberty until we brief the Senate oversight committee."

"Didn't you hear me?" the NSA director said looking incredulous. "Liberty's helping us uncover terrorists operating in the United States. In the United States! We can't turn it off. And we can't go to Congress. Those fucking liberals will never let us use Liberty."

"That's my point," the FBI Director said. "Liberty is illegal. We can't spy on American citizens to fight terrorism. Let me remind you, our President is one of those "fucking" liberals."

"We have the President's approval to proceed, for now," Secretary Taylor reminded the men, shutting down the debate. He turned to Colonel Banks. "What's the status of that rogue software programmer, what's his name? Andrews?"

"Mike Andrews sir," Colonel Banks said. "So far he hasn't done anything."

"But he's hacked into Sapphire multiple times," the NSA director said having read the reports. "We should have arrested Andrews a long time ago. Sapphire is critical to national security, we can't risk sabotage."

"Mike Andrews is an American citizen and he hasn't done anything," the FBI Director said, having read the same reports. "Innocent until proven guilty is still the law in this country."

Secretary Taylor slowly nodded as he considered the FBI Director's words. "Hold for now, but watch Andrews closely," the Secretary ordered Colonel Banks. "Arrest him immediately if he attempts to damage Sapphire."

"Where's Jen Mike?" Darren asked as they sat at the bar.

"She's with 3 guys," Mike said matter-of-factly, seeing no reason to hide anything from Darren. He knew about their game. He'd been part of their game.

Darren laughed. "Fuck Mike you guys are out of control," he said shaking his head good naturedly.

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"Jen's out of control," Mike lamented.

Darren raised an eyebrow. "You're not part of it?"

Mike didn't say anything. Yeah, he was part of it. Too much part of it. Of course, he couldn't tell Darren what had happened.

Seeing Mike's sour expression, Darren said, "Come on Mike, don't tell me you didn't put Jen up to this." When Mike shrugged, Darren added "You can't start something like this and think you can control it."

Sometime later Mal, Jay and Artie walked up to the bar. Mike looked at his watch. It'd been a couple hours since he left.

"Where's Jen?" Mike asked as they sat down.

"Your wife is a fucking cock tease," Mal said scowling at Mike. He said it loud enough everyone in the bar turned to look at them. Jay nodded, looking just as disgusted as Mal.

"Come on guys," Artie said seeing the sudden anger in Mike's face.

"Be cool man," Darren told Mal and Jay in a warning tone of voice.

"Where is she?" Mike demanded angrily.

"How the fuck should I know?" Mal shot back glaring at Mike. Mike got up and moved to Mal, his fists clenched. Mal said derisively (in a lower voice) "Do you really think you can take me, after what you just did to me?"

Mike glared at Mal. For the second time in his life he had the urge to kill. The first time was after watching Scott's video. The second now, glaring at Mal.

In a calm conciliatory voice, Artie said "Jen left soon after you Mike. Drums called her. Maybe she's with him."

Mike's eyes went wide. With Drums? She was with Drums? That was supposed to be over!!

Mike stormed away towards Drums's room. "Come on Mike, stay calm," Darren said chasing after his friend.

***********

We turned the corner and abruptly stopped. Jen was there, walking our way. "Where have you been?!" I demanded angrily. "Have you been with Drums?!"

Jen calmed me down enough to walk me to our room, after saying goodnight to Darren.

"Were you with Drums?!" I demanded as soon as we were in our room.

"Calm down Mike," she said her hands out. "Yes, I was with Frankie."

"Why do you call him Frankie?!" I said exasperated, all my anxieties and insecurities coming out. "Everyone calls him Drums. Except you. Why are you the only one who calls him Frankie?"

"I don't know," Jen said honestly. "He asked me to. It's his real name."

"I know but ..." I sat on the edge of the bed, feeling so agitated. "Did you fuck him Jen?" I asked, loathing the pleading in my voice. "Do you love him?"

"No Mike," Jen said reaching for me.

"Just stop," I growled pulling away from her. I saw the alarm on her face. I forced myself to calm down. "Just tell me the truth, okay? Stop dicking with me. If you're in love with him just tell me."

"I don't love him Mike," Jen said reaching for me again.

"Then why?" I said. I felt ready to burst, my head swirling. I felt so humiliated, trying to get a grip with what I'd done earlier, and now my heart was breaking too. "Why were you with Drums? Why did you ... make me do that to Mal?"

"Is that what's bothering you?" Jen asked rubbing my shoulder. "Baby, you know that's my fantasy, a dominate man making you do things." She hugged my arm reassuringly.

"Jen, I ... I can't deal with that," I said.

"You kinda liked it, didn't you?" she asked gently, referring to how I'd cum. "It's okay to be curious. You're so obsessed with how big other men are."

"Because I'm thinking of them with you!" I insisted.

"I know," Jen said squeezing my arm tighter. She hugged and kissed me. "I've been with Allie and Keri. You like that right? It's the same thing. That's all I'm saying."

It wasn't the same thing. Not even close. How could Jen respect me anymore, after another man's cock had been in my mouth, after he'd cum on my face?

As if reading my mind Jen said "I don't think less of you baby." She hugged me again. "You don't think I'm a slut even when I act bad, right? It's the same thing. You'll always be my man Mike. What you did, it's another thing we can share."

That made me feel better. It helped me understand. There was still a lot to process, but at least now I could think about other things.

"Why'd you go see Drums?" I asked.

"He called, he was upset," Jen said.

"What happened with the guys?"

"I got them off before I left," she said looking sheepish. She always looked that way after doing something slutty.

"Mal said you teased them again" I said looking confused.

"I didn't let them fuck me," Jen explained.

"Then how did you -."

Jen giggled. "Um ... do I really have to spell it out for you?"

I couldn't help laughing. "I thought you wanted those guys, especially Mal."

"I did, but ..." She stopped, again looking embarrassed. Her cheeks reddening, she said "If I'm going to be with Scott tomorrow, I don't want to look ... you know."

I got it. She didn't want her pussy to look used. I felt dizzy with renewed lust.

"So you got them off, then you went to see Drums?" I asked.

"I just finished with them when Fran ... Drums called."

"You can call him Frankie," I said feeling foolish.

"It's just a name baby, it doesn't mean anything," she said hugging my arm. "I went over to his room, we talked. He's having a hard time with it. You know ..."

"Breaking up," I said completing her sentence.

"Yeah," she said looking down at her lap.

"Are you? Having a hard time with it?"

"I guess a little," she admitted, not wanting to hide anything. "We were together a lot, for weeks."

"I get it," I said, heartsick. Her confession was like a kick to my gut.

"I don't love him," she assured me. "It's like ... going on vacation with a friend, you're together all the time. When the vacation's over you miss him. That's all it is."

"But you two were a lot more than friends," I pointed out.

"... yeah," she admitted. "Mike, what do you want me to say?"

"... I don't know," I said honestly. I knew this might happened. I'd hoped for it. At that moment I was hard, but heartsick too. "Did you make love?"

"I only ever make love with you baby," she said squeezing my hands. "But no, we didn't have sex." Then she admitted "We hugged though."

In a way, hugging was worse than sex. "Did it feel good being in his arms?" I said feeling jealous and threatened.

She squeezed my hands again. "Mike don't do this to yourself," she said looking worriedly into my face. "It's just a crush. I'm not seeing him anymore. I'll get over him."

"But if you WERE still seeing him?"

"Then I'd eventually get over him just like Ricky and Scott," she insisted. "You're the only permanent man in my life Mike."

"But you still have feelings for Scott," I said.

"It's not like that," she said enigmatically. "Let's worry about Scott tomorrow, okay?"

"... okay" I reluctantly agreed. I felt like so much was unresolved. Her feelings for Drums, for Scott, how she felt about me after what I'd done, what would happen tomorrow.

But at least I had her with me now. I hugged her tight.

"Can you do something for me?" she asked in almost a shy, little girl voice. "Can you go down on me? I'm so horny."

Jen never had to ask me twice. I peeled off her clothes and laid her down on her back. Getting between her legs I saw her pussy looked the same, those guys hadn't used her.

I went down on her and she came almost immediately. I could tell though it didn't give her much release. My tongue gave her pleasure, but when she was that horny the only thing that helped was getting fucked.

Then she went down on me. Like her, I came almost immediately. But it was an unsatisfying orgasm for me too. I craved the feel of her soft smooth pussy around my cock. But she was saving her pussy for another man. For Scott.