Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I would have paid!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Um ... yeah."

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

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

"Who?" I said warily.

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

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

"No, just his parents," she said.

"Ok, then what?" I asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You got it Mike," Sally said.

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

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