Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"You know I think that's hot," I said grinning at her.

"That's another reason I'm so lucky to have you," she said grinning back at me. "You let me be me."

"We're perfect for each other," I said.

"Yeah," she agreed smiling into my eyes. "What you said to those girls though, it's not true. You definitely give me all I need Mike."

"You just said you need sex all the time," I said with a disbelieving laugh.

"Well, I might fuck you to death," she said laughing with me.

"I can't think of a better way to go," I said and we both laughed.

"Seriously, I think I'm just going through a phase," Jen said. "After your third wish we're stopping, right?"

"I guess," I said looking doubtful. "Are you sure you'll be happy with just me? Seriously, we need to talk about this. I know I can make you cum honey. But I've seen you with your lovers. I've seen the passion you have for them. You're not like that with me."

"I am baby," she assured me squeezing my hand.

"No you're not Jen," I insisted. "You've never been like that with me. Ever, not even when we first started dating. Just be honest, don't worry about hurting my feelings. I love you Jen, I want you to be happy."

"Mike, there's more to sex than passion and orgasms," she insisted.

"Did you really just say that?" I said with a good natured laughed.

In her head she replayed what she'd said and laughed too. "You know what I mean," she said blushingly. "There's love and caring."

"But don't you want both, love AND passion?" I said. "As long as love always comes first with you, I'm okay if you get your passion from other men."

She frowned. "I don't want that Mike," she said crossing her arms stubbornly. "At some point we have to grow up. We can't play the game forever. I want to start a family."

The waiter came with our food, steak and frites for me, baked sole for Jen. We ate in silence for a while.

"Do you think Alec did it on purpose, missed the train, to ruin our plans for tomorrow?" I asked.

"I don't think so," Jen said uncertainly. "He's not happy I'm not spending tomorrow with him. But he doesn't think that way, he's not deliberate like that. He's kind of basic. I don't mean that in a bad way. Anyway I don't think he planned it."

"Do you want to spend tomorrow with him?" I asked feeling that familiar angst returning.

"No Mike I want to be with you," she assured me, rubbing my arm.

Just then her iPhone buzzed. She looked at the text and smiled.

"What?" I asked.

"It's Alec," Jen said smiling as she read the text. "Trying to apologize."

"What'd he say?" I asked.

"It's a poem," she said with a giggle. She read it:

Roses are red,

Violets are not

I'm so sorry

That I'm such a fart

She laughed, and I couldn't help it, I laughed too. As we ate Alec texted three more apologies. Each was silly and, I have to admit, endearing.

Jen was smiling at Alec's latest text when she realized she was spending too much time thinking about him. "Sorry baby," she said looking guiltily at me. She turned off her iPhone and put it in her purse.

We were sitting next to each other at the table. She leaned into me and said, "Tell me what you did today."

I shrugged. "I just hung out at a coffee place and surfed the net," I said.

"Well that's boring!" she teased giving me a playful smile. She squeezed my arm and said "I'm so looking forward to tomorrow."

I smiled at her and kissed her. She smiled back at me. Then, after thinking a moment, she got up and said "I have to go to the restroom. Can you get the check?" I couldn't help staring at her tight ass and long legs as she walked away. We'd been together for years but still I couldn't take my eyes off her, it was like I was addicted to her. I noticed other male heads turn as she walked by.

She returned a few minutes later. "Ready Freddie?" she asked and I got up after leaving enough Euros for the check. Outside she motioned across the street and said "Let's go to that club for a drink."

The club had the atmosphere of a meat market. We went to the bar. I sat on a stool. Still standing, Jen pressed between my legs. "You're the best husband in the world Mike," she said as she wrapped her arms around my neck. She kissed me, and I kissed her back. As we kissed I put my arms around her waist, then I ran my hands up her back.

I felt no bra strap. She wasn't wearing a bra.

Pulling away I looked at her. She smiled at me. She leaned close and put something lacy into my hands. I looked down. In my hand was a tiny pile of delicate black lace. Her bra. Then she dropped more black lace into my hands. Her panties. She smiled teasingly at me.

I looked at her chest. Her snug sweater clung to her breasts. It was clear she was braless. I was rock hard. "God Jen I'm so addicted to you," I gushed feeling so much love and lust for her.

She smiled at me. She lightly trailed her lips across my cheek and then hotly whispered in my ear "You better be."

My hands were on her ass as she stood between my legs. She was drawing attention, a lot of guys were checking out her ass and legs. The fact I was lightly stroking between her ass cheeks didn't help.

As our drinks arrived I adjusted her so she was standing next to me, instead of between my legs. I turned her so she was facing the crowd. Now all the guys could see she wasn't wearing a bra, they could see the sweater molded around her braless tits, they could see her hard nipples denting the cashmere.

She knew I was showing her off. She smiled and whispered, "You're so bad."

I kept caressing her ass, lightly running my fingertips up and down between her ass cheeks. "You're making me wet," she breathed into my ear. I was pleased to see she had her cum face on.

A nice looking guy approached us and struck up a conversation. He was clearly hitting on Jen. I couldn't believe how bold he was, with Jen wearing a wedding ring and me right next to her.

His name was Claude. He was charming, confident and good looking. Jen flirted with him for a good 15 minutes. She kept me in the conversation, often leaning into me, squeezing my hand, or smiling at me, but she and Claude were clearly flirting. I clearly felt like a third wheel, but Jen's flirting wasn't so intense to get me upset; it was more like she was really interested in talking to him. Claude asked her to dance. She politely declined, telling him it'd been a long day and we were heading home soon.

She leaned into me after he left. "Ready to go honey?" she asked. She didn't say a thing about flirting with Claude with me standing right next to her. She flirted automatically, it was such a part of her, part of the social butterfly thing. I was used to it. Sometimes I wondered - as she flirted - whether she even knew she was flirting.

That reminded me of something. I said, "Remember when Karl hit on you in South Beach?"

"God what a creep," Jen said.

"Yeah, but you remember? We were at AA."

"I remember," she said, raising an eyebrow to prompt me.

"The way you acted surprised me," I said. "You love flirting. I was surprised you didn't string Karl out some."

"I was with Jamie," she said with a shrug.

"That's never stopped you before," I said with a laugh. "Like just now. You flirted with that guy with me standing here. You always do that."

"I was just talking to him," she said.

"You were flirting!" I said with another laugh.

"Does it bother you?" she asked with a frown.

"No," I said immediately. "To be honest it turns me on."

"It does huh?" she asked teasingly, leaning into me and brushing the back of her hand against my crotch. Finding me hard she giggled and said "I guess so." We both laughed.

"So why do you treat me and Jamie different?" I asked.

"I never thought about it," she said tilting her head. She thought a few moments. "Honestly I think I treat most guys like I did with Jamie. Except for you."

"Why am I different?" I asked. "Why do you flirt in front of me but not them? Because I'm a cuckold?" I laughed to make it sound like a joke, but suddenly I was bothered. Did she not respect me? Did she think it was okay to flirt right next to me because she didn't see me as a real man like Jamie, Colin and Scott?

She sensed I was upset. "It's not that baby," she soothed, rubbing my arm. "I feel so comfortable around you. With other guys I always feel like I'm walking on egg shells. You let me be me."

A little later we walked back to the condo. Alec was waiting for us. He stood and looked at Jen. Jen looked at me and said "Mike, give us a second okay?"

I went into my bedroom and got ready for bed. After about 15 minutes Jen walked in. She closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed, taking off the boots. "Did you guys make up?" I asked getting on my knees and helping her take off the boots.

"Yeah, sorta," she said, looking distracted.

I took her feet and rubbed them.

"That feels good baby," she said leaning back on her elbows and closing her eyes. I felt like she was thinking about Alec.

"What did he say?" I asked.

She opened her eyes. "Sorry I'll stop thinking about him."

"What did he say?" I asked again.

"He said he usually doesn't put his wife down like that. He doesn't like Tiffany and Chloe and only hangs with them because he's friends with their husbands. He apologized again for missing the train."

"Are you going to keep seeing him?" I asked.

"I don't know," Jen said. "I like him. The sex is good. But I feel guilty with him cheating on his wife with me. He says he loves her, she just doesn't give him sexually what he needs."

"Just like you and me," I said.

She took my face in her soft hands. "No Mike, you're all I need," she insisted. "I play the game because it's fun and exciting and we both like it. But you give me all I need."

"Okay," I said with a smile. I had doubts about what she said, but I wasn't going to start an argument about it. "You're officially still with Alec until tomorrow. Do you want to sleep with him tonight?"