Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"That's what sluts do, they swallow it," Drums insisted. "You're a slut, right?"

"Yeah, I'm a slut," Jen said in a husky voice, her nipples getting hard again. She liked feeling like a slut! "Okay," she said, raising the condom. She held the condom high and then tipped it. Drums' cum poured into her open mouth. But then after a moment she moved the condom so his cum splattered all over her face and bangs. She closed her eyes and squeezed the condom so the last of his spunk fell over her eyelids.

She opened her eyes, looking at him. Her pretty face was coated with his spunk! "Is this what a slut looks like Frankie?" she asked, his sperm forming bubbles between her lips as she spoke.

"God," Frankie said in awe. She looked so hot! This girl was fucking incredible! He felt himself getting hard again.

Jen noticed him hardening. "Not so fast cowboy!" she said with a laugh, using a towel to clean her face. "No more nookie tonight, I've got to get some sleep."

"Okay," he said with a laugh. He figured maybe he'd get some tomorrow morning before she left for work. He pulled back the covers. "I'll sleep on the wet spot," he said trying to be gallant.

"Oh um I'm sorry baby but you can't sleep here," she said. "Mike will be home tomorrow morning."

"You said he's cool with us, right?" Drums asked, not understanding her point.

"Yeah, but I don't want him to walk in seeing us asleep," Jen said with a laugh.

"I don't get it," Drums said honestly. "We've fucked, why does it matter if we sleep together?"

"Mike's got a thing about that," Jen said gently. "He doesn't like me sleeping with my lovers. It's an intimacy thing with him."

"Sex isn't intimate?" Drums said sarcastically.

Jen gave him a "what can I do?" shrug. "I'm not saying we can never sleep together," she said soothingly, rubbing his arm. "But this IS Mike's bed." She gave a laugh.

"Okay, I get it," Drums said chuckling. "Can I see you tomorrow? We're in New York for a while."

Jen thought a moment. "Yeah, I think tomorrow's good," she said. "Let me check with Mike, maybe it's a good time for you to talk to him. I'll call you."

Drums dressed and was gone a few minutes later. Jen thought about taking a quick shower, her face and hair were still sticky with Frankie's cum. But she knew Mike would want her just like this. Freshly fucked.

"Come on in baby," she said softly, knowing he could hear her clearly via the cameras.

Mike came in a few moments later. He wore lust on his face, but she could tell he was bothered too. She knew he would be. A lot had happened. But she knew the lows turned him on as much as the highs.

"Come here baby," she said softly, patting the bed next to her. She wrapped her arms around him as he sat. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good," he said. She knew he was troubled.

She hugged him. "I'm all sticky," she said. "Do you want me to take a shower?"

"Maybe later," he said, hugging her back. He grinned at her. "That was wild."

"The condom thing?" she said smiling back. She giggled. "I knew you'd like it."

"You like acting like a slut," Mike said looking admiringly at her.

"I can enjoy it only because I know you don't think I'm a slut," she said. "Does that make sense?"

"Yeah," he said hugging her tight. "He was really rough with you. You liked it huh?"

"Yeah sometimes," she said. "Thanks for not stopping him. I would've called you if I wanted him to stop."

"I figured that," Mike said.

"Sometimes I like being treated that way, but not by you, okay?" she said.

"I don't think I could ever treat you that way baby, even if you wanted me too," he said honestly.

"Good," she said snuggling deeper into his arms.

God she felt so good, her tight body in his arms, still wearing stockings and high heels, the smell of Drum's sperm all around her. They laid down and cuddled. He kissed her, her lips, her cheeks, up her neck.

She could tell it was turning him on. "Can you taste him Mike?" she teased him. "Does it make you hot?"

He hesitated, not answering. She smiled. "Just admit it Mike, it's okay," she urged him.

"Jen ... I don't know why it turns me on so much. I'm not gay."

"I know you're not gay," she said smiling understandingly at him. She pressed her cheek against his nose, her blonde hair (still wet from Drums's cum) dbanging over his face. "It's okay to let yourself go Mike. I know it turns you on. It's okay."

"God Jen I want you so much," he moaned.

"I'm really sore baby," she said. "Would this be okay?" she said taking his cock and stroking him.

"Okay," he said disappointed. He didn't want just her hand. He wanted to feel her pussy, to reclaim her pussy. "Tomorrow," he said.

"Tomorrow, definitely," she promised, stroking him.

He groaned as she stroked him. "Jen, the things you said -."

"You know the things I say during sex with other guys don't mean anything," she reassured him. "My pussy belongs to you. My heart belongs to you. I'm all yours Mike."

"If I fucked you right now, you probably wouldn't be able to feel me," Mike said.

"My pussy will get tight for you again," she assured him. "And I would feel you inside me if you fucked me right now."

"Drums fucks you better than me, right?" Mike panted, so close to any orgasm.

Jen knew what he wanted to hear. Stroking him harder and faster, she whispered into his ear, "Yeah, he fucks me better than you Mike. Way better. You don't even compare."

"Oh fuck!" Mike cried and he came all over Jen's hand.

Jen softly stroked Mike's softening cock as his breathing returned to normal. She wiped her hand and his cock with a towel.

"You're not going to lick your fingers?" he joked. He turned off the bedroom light.

"I don't want to act like a slut anymore," she said cuddling into his arms. "I want to be your wife again."

"You're always my wife baby, even when you're acting like a slut," he said. She smiled in the darkness, pulling his arm tighter around her.

After a few moments Jen hesitantly asked "Mike, you saw what happened to the ripped condom right? Some of his pre-cum got into me."

"It's alright honey," Mike said kissing her. "If you get pregnant, I'll be the father, I promise."

"You swear right?" she asked in the darkness. "You'll never leave me?"

"I swear," Mike said solemnly.

Secure in her husband's promise and with his arms around her, Jen fell asleep.