Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"What else do you want to do to me Mike?" she asked.

She saw the hunger in my eyes. She reached under the water and pulled off my bathing suit. Then she switched with me so I was sitting down on the seat under the water. She leaned into me, her tits pressed against my chest. She wrapped her hands around my cock and stroked me. She kissed me as she jerked me off.

I came. Then I insisted on getting her off with my fingers. I worked her gently because she was sore. Afterwards we hurriedly got back into our bathing suits, giggling like kids who'd done a naughty thing. We went back to our room to shower and change.

We got into fresh bathing suits. Jen put on a cover-up over her bikini, another one of those really short sundresses held up by a thin spaghetti strap on each shoulder. I put on a polo shirt with my bathing suit.

We went to the hotel restaurant for lunch and sat outside on the large patio overlooking the ocean. We saw a lot of Jamie's friends. While polite, Jen's demeanor made it clear playtime was over and she was mine again.

Jamie and Larry came over. Again she was polite, but essentially gave Jamie the cold shoulder. She was gentler with the young Larry but he got the message too and left.

It was good spending alone time with Jen, just us. I needed time to reconnect, and I think she felt the same way.

After lunch we went to the beach. Jen took off her sundress cover-up and I took off my polo shirt. Jamie and his friends were around. Again she was polite but she made it clear she was with me. They must've been confused seeing us together again after what'd happened the last 2 days, but I didn't care. It was great to have my wife back, I didn't care what they thought.

Jamie came by and offered Jen a cigarette. Jen looked at me. I didn't like her smoking. I had a thing against smoking because my brother Joe was a cancer survivor. She'd smoked the other day with Jamie but now the game was over. She looked at me and then Jamie and shook her head. I guess he was hoping to get her alone so he left disappointed.

Jen sat on the edge of the recliner her feet in the sand. She had her elbows on her knees and her chin rested on her hands. She looked at me. "I know you don't like smoking," she said. "But you can't control me Mike. I like a cigarette now and then. I don't smoke a lot. I'll be okay."

"I guess I don't understand smoking," I said. "Why do you like it so much?"

"It calms me," she said. "It's not easy playing the game sometimes. Meeting new people. Flirting. Competing with other girls. Always having to be pretty and sexy." She laughed. "You try it sometime, it's not easy. A cigarette helps take the edge off."

I thought about what she was saying. "I get it," I said nodding. "But we're not playing the game right now."

"You don't think so?" she said with a laugh. "This time yesterday I was with Jamie and his friends. They're still here. You don't think that makes me nervous?"

"Yeah, I see," I said. I never really saw it from her point of view, but now I understood. It was like what they say in high college, it's hard work to be popular. "Do you want me to get you a pack?" I said as a peace offering.

She gave me an appreciative smile. "No, it's better I don't have a pack because then I will smoke too much. I'm going to bum one off Jamie. Is that okay? Don't worry, I'll be a good girl."

"Okay," I said reluctantly. But she was right, she was her own person, I couldn't control her. I wouldn't want to control her.

Jen walked over to Jamie and his friends and bummed a cigarette from him. He was more than happy to give her one. I was relieved to see she at least didn't flirtingly take the one from his mouth. Instead he gave her one and then he lit it while she held it in her lips.

I tried not to stare. Everyone knew my MO by that time, but still I didn't want to be obvious about it. Anyway, I didn't want anything to happen today. I wanted to just relax with Jen on the last day of our vacation.

She came back about 10 minutes later. "See, just a cigarette, no gang bang." She said it kind of dismissively.

I felt like she was being sassy with me. I asked "Are you mad at me?"

She was laying on her stomach, her head resting on her crossed arms. "No," she said turning her head to look at me. "I kinda like bossing you around," she said with a playful, mischievous smile. "You know, the control thing." She reached behind her and pulled the string at her back. "Rub lotion on my back baby."

I smiled and got up. Kneeling on the sand I rubbed lotion into her back, giving her a mini back massage. "So I'm man enough to put lotion on you?" I joked, referring to our joke the other day about how only "her MAN" was fit to put lotion on her.

"You're my cuckold," she said a twinkle in her eye. "But you'll have to due today."

Her words aroused me. But they bothered me too. "Jen ... I like being your cuckold. I want to be your cuckold. But I'm still your man."

"I was just joking Mike," she said with a laugh.

"I know, but ... the games we play, sometimes I worry ... will you ever lose respect for me?"

"It's just a game Mike," she said. "I told you, you're the only man I'll ever love."

Her answer wasn't quite satisfying. I didn't know what it was. It was like she had an edge to her today.

Later I said to Jen, "Let's snorkel the reefs."

"Okay," she agreed with an indulgent laugh. She realized snorkeling together was important to me. I knew it was dumb, but we'd snorkel together at every beach vacation we'd ever gone on. I liked traditions.

We rented gear and walked to the ocean. We walked by Jamie and his friends.

"Give me a sec," she said to me and she walked over to Jamie. She and Jamie walked a few feet away, just far enough to be apart from the rest of his group. I waited as they talked. They laughed and a few times Jamie whispered into her ear. Each time Jen laugh and shook her head no.

By this point I was pretty sensitive about her paying attention to Jamie. I started getting annoyed as the seconds passed. She finally returned.

"What was that about?" I said annoyed.

"Mike it was nothing," she said with a laugh. "I was barely gone."

I realized she was right. She'd been gone just a few minutes. I realized something else. I was aroused.

She gave me a knowing grin. Holy shit, she's dicking with me! She's pushing my cuckold buttons. I couldn't help smiling back at her.

We had fun snorkeling together. We snorkeled side-by-side. Often times we held hands or our bodies would be touching as we moved through the water or stopped to look at sea life.

We went back to our room after snorkeling. It was mid-afternoon. We got into bed to take a nap. We kissed a little but sex was out of the question. We were both exhausted. Jen was sore, and I'd cum so much I wasn't sure if I could get hard again any time soon.

When I woke up I WAS hard. Jen had my cock in her mouth. "Hi sleepyhead," she teased looking at me with bedroom eyes. I'd cum so many times already that weekend, including two times with her today, but still she got me off really fast.

After I came she snuggled into my arms. "I really do love you baby," she said.

We fell asleep again. When we woke it was well passed sunset and we were both famished. We decided to go into town for dinner.

Jen got into the shower first. She always did because it took her longer to get ready. When I got out of the shower she was doing her hair and makeup. I was ready when she was still deciding what to wear.

She put on a slinky black dress. It was held up by two spaghetti straps and ended mid-thigh. I loved that dress on her. It really hugged her curves and showed a lot of leg. She normally wore a strapless bra with it, but she'd left the bras (and panties) at home. That was okay with me! I loved it when her nipples dented what she was wearing.

I sat on the bed watching her get ready. I loved watching her dress! She knew it and gave me a crooked grin. "At least be useful, zip me up," she said with a smile, turning and holding up her long blonde hair.

I smiled back and zipped her. Then she picked up black strappy high heels. "I love it when you wear these shoes," I said.

"Fuck me pumps right?" she said with a laugh.

"Not just that," I said laughing back. "I like how they only have two thin straps, over your toes and around your ankles. You know how pretty I think your feet are."

She laughed. "You've so got a foot fetish," she playfully teased me. Then she looked at me, as if thinking of an idea. She handed me the high heels and then put her right foot on my thigh. "Ok cucky, put the shoe on me."

"Yes 'mistress' Jen," I jokingly said smiling at her. I carefully put her pretty foot in the shoe and did the strap around her slim ankle.

"Good boy," she said. She put her right foot down and then raised her left foot to my thigh. After I put the shoe on, she teasingly pressed the stiletto against my crotch. I was hard of course. "Good cucky," she said with an amused smile.

We took a taxi to a really good seafood restaurant. I don't remember the name but it was really good.

It was still early after we paid the check and I didn't want to go back to the hotel yet. Jen didn't look like she was ready to go home either.

I asked the taxi driver good places for a drink and people watching. He named a few places.

Jen said "How about Coco Bongo?"

"That's very good too senorita," the driver said.

"Sure, let's go," I said a little hesitantly. I wondered where Jen had heard of it.

Coco Bongo was trendy, high energy and packed. In the Cancun heat there was a lot of beautiful flesh on display. We found a spot at the bar and I ordered margaritas.

I was only half surprised when Jamie and his friends showed up. I was annoyed though. "Did you know he was going to be here?" I demanded.

She shrugged. Clearly she did.

We formed a circle and talked. He and his friends talked mostly about their upcoming graduation and trying to get jobs. They were young (almost a decade younger than me), but nice enough.

Larry wasn't there. Tara was, at first. We said hi and chatted a little. "Sorry about last night, I was really drunk," she whispered to me out of earshot of Jen. "Were you serious about the job?"

"Yeah, absolutely," I said.

Tara and Jen seemed to have a staring contest at each other. I guess deciding discretion was the better part of valor, Tara drifted off to say hi to other friends who arrived. I didn't see her again.

Jamie asked Jen to dance. She looked at me, and I gave her a "whatever" shrug. She went off and danced with him. At least she sort of asked me, I thought to myself.

I watched them dance. It wasn't the dirty dancing like before. There was some touching, but that was inevitable given how packed the dance floor was. Still, I didn't understand what was going on. I thought the game - my Wish #1 - was over.