Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Something inside me snapped. She was MY wife! Her body was MINE! If she was going to play this game then I was at least going to enjoy her body too!

I threw her onto the bed and yanked off the mini-skirt. I pushed down my trunks and got between her legs.

"If you're gonna do it then put on a condom!" she hissed at me. When I hesitated she growled "WEAR – A – CONDOM!"

"Here!" she said. She grabbed a condom from her bag. She ripped it open with her teeth and rolled it onto my cock. "Go ahead," she said laying back down, opening up her legs.

I rammed into her getting balls deep in a single thrust. As I fucked her I fondled her body and kissed her. She didn't stop me but there was no passion in her actions. She let me kiss her but she didn't return my kisses. She had her hands on my back but she didn't caress me. It was like she had no desire for me. Like she didn't care. Like I meant nothing to her. Like she was along just for the ride.

She said, "Hurry up and finish, okay? I don't want to be late." There wasn't anger in her voice. There was no emotional good or bad. It was like "can you take the dog out?" She was more concerned about finishing so she wouldn't be late meeting Jamie.

All of it ... ALL OF IT ... got be SO- FUCKING – HOT.

I lunged once more and came.

I collapsed on her. Before my breathing even returned to normal, she said "Can you get off me Mike? I have to get ready."

I rolled off her. I felt so rejected, so useless. With my lust sated the heartache returned. I put my arm over my head. I felt so lost.

Then she did something completely unexpected. She took the condom off my soft dick. Holding the condom up she let my cum fall into her mouth, swallowing all of it. Then she lowered her head and licked my cock clean.

Without a word she got up and went into the bathroom. I heard her get in the shower.

I was so startled I couldn't move. I realized she'd given me a silent message by swallowing my cum and licking me. This WAS all just a game!

She came out wearing a robe. "Are you getting in the shower?" she asked. "I don't want to be late."

"Yeah," I said. As I walked to the bathroom I paused. "Do you mind?" I said opening her robe. There were more love bites on her neck, shoulders and breasts. I ran my finger along them on her neck.

"Not now Mike we have to get ready," she said pulling away from my touch. "Hurry up okay?"

When I got out of the shower she'd finished her hair and makeup and was wiggling into a dress.

"Zip me?" she said turning around and holding up her long blonde hair. I zipped her up. She looked stunning! The material of the dress was summer light weight so her nipples were outlined in the material. The dress ended way above her knees, just 2 or 3 inches below her pussy. The dress was another Lilly Pulitzer so despite all that she still looked innocent and sweet, believe it or not.

"You look amazing," I gushed.

"Thanks," she said. She put a hand on the dresser to steady herself as she put on her high heels. "Jamie has a friend, Larry. His roommate at Florida. He's really nice."

"Okay," not knowing where she was going with this.

"I'm just saying," she explained. "I don't want you to freak out."

"Okay," I said cautiously, still not sure where she was going. "So you might hook up with Larry instead of Jamie tonight?"

"No Mike," she said giving me a "how can you be so dense" look. "I might hook up with both of them."

"Oh," I said dumbly.

"Can you handle it?" she asked impatiently. "Because if you can't we'll go to Jamie's condo."

"I can handle it," I said my throat suddenly very dry.

She smiled at me. She tenderly ran her hand across my cheek. "Thanks for letting me do this. Sometimes I just need to let go, you know? It's been so stressful at work this is really helping." She gently squeezed my crotch. "It doesn't mean I don't love this. You know that, right?"

"Yeah," I said my heart beating wildly. If she touched me any more I was seriously going to cum in my pants.

"Do you mind sleeping on the sofa?" she asked. "It might be a long night."

"Sure okay," I said my head spinning with excitement.

She looked me up and down. I was only in my boxers, I wasn't close to being ready. "I've gotta go, I told Jamie and Larry I'd meet them for drinks," she said. "Meet us after you get dressed."

Then she was gone, the click of her high heels disappearing down the walkway. God. I'd never seen her in a threesome with 2 guys. We'd had them a couple times, with me being the second guy. I could barely breathe.

This all turned me on so much. Not just the sex. But the way she was treating me. Like I didn't mean anything to her. I guessed it was wrapped into the risk of losing her. Whatever it was, what she was doing was really pushing my cuckold buttons. It was gut wrenching, but also turned me on so much.

I knew I needed some release if I was going to make it through the night. I went into the bathroom and pulled out my hard dick. I stroked myself in front of the toilet. I'd just cum earlier with Jen so it took me some time to cum. That was okay, I slowly stroked myself playing back the last 24 hours in my head. As I did sometimes, I used my other hand to caress the underside of my balls as I slowly stroked myself. I probably beat off for about 15 minutes. It was worth it though, when I finally came it was an amazing orgasm.

I got dressed and went to the bar. Jen and Jamie weren't there. They weren't at the restaurant either. I saw Jamie's friends. I went up to Tara, the cute girl I'd spoken to earlier. "Have you seen Jen?" I asked her.

"She went with Jamie and Larry to Senor Frogs," Tara said.

She left without me. I couldn't believe it. Just like the snorkeling. She left without me.

I tried her cell but she didn't answer.

I moved to go but Tara stopped me. "There's no point in going there, they're probably bar hopping," she said. She motioned to the empty chair next to her. "Have dinner with us."

Why not? I had nothing else to do.

I talked to Tara and found out she was a computer science major with a minor in finance. I actually found myself enjoying talking to her.

"Your wife is really pretty," she whispered to me. "You really let her sleep with other guys?" She looked a little embarrassed. "Jamie is a big talker."

"We, ah ... we swing," I whispered back. I didn't want to admit to this pretty young girl I was a cuckold.

"So you have sex with other girls too?" she whispered sounding intrigued.

I could have lied and said yes. But I couldn't bring myself to do that. Other cuckolds will understand. Saying you sleep with other girls bursts the bubble on the fantasy.

"No," I said.

I guess she saw I was embarrassed. She didn't ask anything else. Instead she turned to the other side and talked to her friend again.

I put money on the table to pay my share and moved to get up. Tara turned to me. "Do you want to hang out tonight?" she asked me.

I looked at her surprised. Why would she want to hang out with me? I was almost a decade older than her. I didn't have a beach body like all her guy friends. I was a pathetic cuckold who let his wife fuck other men, whose wife didn't think enough of him to even tell him where she was going.

She must have read my mind. She smiled at me. "I think you're kinda cute. And I like shy geeky guys."

I gave her a long look. She really was a cute girl. I knew what she was offering. If I wanted her, I could have her.

But ... that wasn't what my fantasy was about. And I'd never cheat on Jen, no matter what she did to me.

"I better get going," I said. "But thanks. Thanks a lot."

"Okay," Tara said giving me another pretty smile. She moved her hand under the table and squeezed my thigh just below my dick. "Let me know if you change your mind."

I left the restaurant feeling better. Getting hit on by a pretty girl always does wonders for a guy's ego.

I started getting worried about Jen. Cancun was safe, but it WAS still Mexico. And what did I really know about Jamie? I seemed to recall meeting Larry briefly, but that was it. I tried calling but she didn't answer. I texted her, "R u ok?"

She didn't respond. After an hour I was seriously getting worried. Still she wasn't answering her phone. I texted her, "Where R U? R u ok? Call me!"

Another hour passed. She'd been gone 4 hours! I was going crazy with worry! Now her phone went right to voice mail. I texted her, "CALL ME NOW OR I'M CALLING THE COPS!!!!"

A few minutes later she texted me. "I'm fine Mike. We're coming back." She hung up.

I stared at the phone in disbelief. I was her husband. She'd been gone for hours with almost strangers and without a single call or text. And that's all I get? No explanation? No apology?

About 30 minutes later my phone rang. It was Jen! "Are you alright?!" I said urgently.

"Mike, god, I'm fine," she said.

My anger spilled over. "Where the fuck have you been?" I demanded. "Why didn't you meet me at restaurant?!"

"I told you I was going out with Jamie and Larry," she said with forced patience. "When you didn't show I thought you changed your mind and decided not to go."

I remembered how I'd taken my time beating off. "That doesn't explain you not calling me," I said angrily. "Do you realize how worried I was?"

"Mike calm down," she said. "This is Cancun. It's more American than Miami! And I was with Jamie and Larry. Okay, I get you don't know Larry, but you know Jamie now."

We were silent for long moments. Everything she said made sense, but I was still angry.

I finally broke the silence. "Where are you now?" I asked.

"I'm with Jamie and Larry at the bar," she said. "Are you freaking out about this? If you are I'll go to Jamie's condo."

Her words stabbed me in the heart. She didn't say "if you're really upset I'm cancel tonight and come home to you." Instead she was saying "if you're gonna be pathetic about this I'll spend the night at their place."

And I was pathetic. Because despite how she was treating me, I desperately needed to see her. Sometimes I called it getting my Jen Fix. I needed my Jen Fix, I needed us to be in the same room even if she was with other guys and I was just watching.

"I'm okay," I assured her, forcing the anger and hurt from my voice. "You can come here."

"Okay," she said her voice softer now too. "I know it's hard for you sometimes Mike. You know how I lose myself when I get into a guy. Just remember, when this is over I'll be going home with you, not Jamie."

"Okay, yeah I get it," I said. Somehow her words didn't make me feel any better. "Can I asked you ... are you really into Jamie, or both Jamie and Larry?"

"Just Jamie Mike," she answered.

"Then why Larry?" I asked. I didn't want to start another fight but I was curious.

Jen hesitated, then said "Larry's a virgin. That's why he's here in Cancun. Jamie is helping him take care of that."

"Oh," I said. I felt like I was going to have a heart attack. "So you're --."

"Yeah," Jen said with a smile. "I'm going to help Larry with that too."