Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

So she waited for Mike to say that. Ask her to get him off. And she would, she'd get him off, because that was what was expected of a girl like her.

"You missed a button," Mike finally said. He reached over and fixed Jen's blouse.

"Oh, uh, thanks," she said surprised.

"Are you hungry?" Mike asked. "There's a place not far from here. They serve all locally grown foods."

"That sounds great," Jen said, still feeling surprised.

Mike drove to the restaurant, a converted farmhouse. "This is so cozy," Jen gushed, seeing the big fireplace, sturdy pine walls and restored farmhouse furniture.

Mike approached the maître de. "Sorry, we're late for our reservation," he said.

"No problem sir, please follow me to your table," the maître de said, giving Mike a subtle wink.

Jen didn't notice the wink though. She was too lost in her thoughts. "He had a dinner reservation," she thought to herself. "He didn't drive me out here for sex. He really did just want to show me the stars."

Jen broke out of her reverie when they entered a private dining room. Her mouth opened in wonder as she looked around. The room was lit by flickering candlelight and flowers were arrayed on the table and around the room. A string quartet played in the next room. She'd never seen anything so romantic. "Freaking awesome," she said under her breath.

"I hope you enjoy your dinner," the maître de said, winking at Mike again.

This time Jen noticed the wink. She gave Mike a crooked grin. "You set this all up?" she asked.

Mike blushed. He HAD set it up, he wanted to make it special, but he didn't want to come on too strong. Especially now after what had happened in the car, since he didn't know how much she liked him.

She made all his fears go away when she reached up on her tiptoes and kissed him. "No one's ever done anything like this for me," she said leaning into him and kissing him again.

During dinner, Jen tentatively asked, "Um, how are you paying for this? I don't want you to spend your tuition on me." She laughed to make it sound like a joke, but she was seriously curious about where he got his money. He'd taken her to a lot of really nice places, like the Springsteen concert, this restaurant, and other places. She knew he worked at the record store, but surely he didn't make enough money there to pay for things like this.

"Oh, you know, I have some stock investments," Mike said awkwardly. He'd been working on modeling the stock market and had used his models to make some good investments, but he didn't like talking about it because he wasn't sure if what he was doing was legal. There were laws about manipulating the market and automatic trading software that he was still trying to figure out.

"You must be really good at it," she said.

"Mostly luck really," he said evasively.

Later as Mike dropped her off at her sorority, Jen leaned into him and squeezed his hand. She said, "I really had a lot of fun. The stars were freaking awesome. Maybe we can go again sometime."

"Yeah, definitely," Mike said.

She gave him a long look. Then, as if making a decision, she said "I'd like to show you something. It's beautiful too, in a different way."

"What is it?" Mike asked.

"Do you have a pen?" she asked. He handed her one.

She took his hand and wrote down an address.

"You're writing on my hand?" Mike said with playful incredulity. "What is this, high college?"

"Shut up you jerk," Jen said with a giggle. "Just be there tomorrow at noon, okay?"

The next day, Mike went to the address Jen had written on his hand. To his surprise, it was an orphanage, St. Marthas. He asked around and found Jen in the nursery taking care of babies.

"You work here?" Mike asked.

"I volunteer a few times a week," she said, feeding a bottle to a newborn. She looked around the room at all the babies. "Aren't they so cute?"

"Yeah," Mike said, surprised by all the babies. There must have been a dozen, from newborn to almost a year old. "A lot of little babies."

"Mostly unwed moms," Jen explained.

"They're all up for adoption?" Mike asked.

"Most of them," Jen said. "Wanna try?" Mike sat down and finished feeding the baby the bottle. It was awkward at first but he got the hang of it.

"My sister Emma got pregnant in college," Jen said. "My family's Catholic. We don't believe in abortion. It's not the baby's fault, you know?"

"Yeah, I get it," Mike agreed.

"Emma thought about giving the baby up for adoption," Jen continued. "But there weren't any good orphanages where we lived. So she kept the baby. Sarah's 5 now." She shrugged. "I think Emma would've kept the baby anyway. The orphanage thing just gave her an excuse. Emma ended up marrying Daryl -- the father -- he's not the nicest guy. But what can Emma do? She has Sarah. She's adorable, but ..."

"So you volunteer here, to give girls like Emma an option?" Mike said.

Jen grinned at him. "You're pretty smart." She studied Mike, and then said, "You're the first boy I've ever taken here."

"I'm flattered," Mike said honestly.

"You should be," Jen said giving him a crooked grin. She took the baby from Mike. "Come on, I'll show you how to change a diaper."

An older woman approached. "Hello there Jenny, who is this?"

"Oh, um, this is my friend Mike," Jen stammered. "Mike, this is Dana, she's in charge here."

Dana smiled at Mike and gave him the nickel tour. Mike noticed Jen hadn't introduced him as her boyfriend, and she didn't hold his hand as they walked with Dana. In fact, she kept her distance from him. It bothered him.

Jen's shift ended, and Mike drove her back to college. She could tell he was bothered. "I'm sorry about before, with Dana," she said. "I'm just not ready for anything serious. I just --."

"You just broke up with Colin," Mike said finishing her thought, disappointment in his voice. "I'm not Colin, Jen."

"I know that," she said with an encouraging smile. She slid over and kissed him. He put his arms around her and they made out. He kissed along her neck and behind her ear and soon she was panting. He was seriously getting to know how she liked to be kissed and touched. He fondled her breasts over her blouse, and then with one hand he unbuttoned her blouse, his movements this time more confident. She let him reach in her blouse and fondle her breasts over her lacy bra, and she moaned as he thumbed her hard nipples.

With an effort she pushed away from him. "I have to get to class," she said panting. She saw the disappointment in his face. She knew she was seriously giving him blue balls. She wasn't trying to be a tease. Okay, well, she was sorta, she couldn't help it. But mostly she just wanted to take this slow.

Wanting to throw him a bone, she reached down and cupped his erection, and stroked him over his pants. He was definitely small, but he felt rock hard and he'd shown he could get her hot. She was tempted to take it out and fuck him right there in the parking lot, but that was her inner slut talking.

"Soon," she said, tenderly squeezing him once more.

"Okay," he said breathing hard. He was disappointed, but then a month ago he never in his wildest dreams would've thought he'd be inside Jennifer Johnson's blouse and she'd be stroking him.

As she buttoned her blouse and fixed her hair, she said proudly "I got an A on my last math test."

Mike gave her a big proud smile. "I knew you could do it!" he gushed. "You have a natural talent for math." He'd tutored her a little, but really she was naturally smart. She just needed encouragement.

She beamed at his praise. He was the only guy she'd ever dated who looked pass her pretty looks. "Hey you're going to the football game on Saturday right?" she said excitedly. "We're playing Michigan State, it's a big game."

"I'm not sure ..." Mike said hesitantly.

"You never go to games!" she said with playful incredulity. "This is Penn State! How can you not like football?"

"I like football," Mike insisted. "More pro than college ..."

"This is freaking Penn State!" she said throwing up her arms.

"We'll see," he said laughing. He pulled her into his arms. "Wanna meet later for dinner?"

"Um, I promised Allie I'd go to a movie with her," she lied, looking away and feeling guilty.

"I don't get it Mike," Sam said later at their fraternity house. Sam was Mike's best friend. "I know you like football, why don't you go to the game with her?"

"Because then I'd have to hang out with her friends," Mike said with a grimace. "They're the popular crowd Sam. I don't fit in with that group. She'd take one look at me next to all the Beautiful People and be embarrassed to be with me."

Sam gave Mike an I-told-you-so shrug. "That's what you get for hanging out with the gods buddy-boy," he said. "Mere mortals like you and me aren't meant to date goddesses like Jen."

"Don't sell yourself short Sam," Mike said with a laugh. "You'll find your goddess."

"I don't shoot as high as you buddy," Sam joked. "I'd settle for a gorgeous movie star with big tits." He tilted his head at Mike. "Have you told Jen your favorite movie is Night of the Living Dead? What's she gonna think of you then?"

"It's not my favorite movie," Mike said defensively.

"Top five," Sam argued.

"Not top five," Mike insisted. Under his breath he said "Maybe top 10 ... it's a good movie ..."

At that moment, Jen was in Colin's apartment. "Where's Adam and Billy?" she asked looking around.

"They hit a bar," Colin said. In truth he'd told his roommates to get lost. He looked her up and down. She looked as good as ever. Man she had a tight body!

"So what did you want to talk about?" she asked warily, feeling his eyes on her.

"Us," he said. "Jenny we've been going out since high college --."

"There's no us Colin," Jen said firmly. "It's over."

"You've said that before," he grinned pulling her into his arms. "You've always come back to me." He kissed her and nuzzled her neck.

"Stop!" she said pulling away. "I mean it this time Colin. I'm seeing someone else."

"That geek?" Colin scoffed.

"His name's Mike, okay?" Jen said irritably.

Colin rolled his eyes. "Come on Jenny, he can't give you what I can." Then he suddenly pushed her onto the couch and climbed on top of her. He was a big quarterback, 6'4" and 225, over a 100 pounds more than Jen. There was no way Jen could squirm away. He planted his lips on hers, and pushed his tongue into her mouth.

"Stop Colin stop," she managed to say, even with his tongue down her throat. She pushed against him. He pulled her arms above her head, easily holding them there with one hand. With his other hand he fondled her breasts as he continued to kiss her.