Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"I'm sorry baby," she said kissing him.

"Fuck you," he murmured, rolling away from her.

God ...

She didn't have time for this. She'd screwed up, but she couldn't miss the Memphis meeting. Kissing Mike again, she hurriedly showered and dressed.

She got Mike a big glass of water and Advil. She turned the coffee machine on. Then she gently shook his shoulder to wake him up. He opened his eyes. He scowled seeing her.

"I need to go," she said softly. "Here's water and Advil, and coffee in the kitchen. I screwed up Mike, I'm sorry. I'll call as soon as my meeting ends. Okay?"

"... okay, fine," he said after long moments. He couldn't do much else, the room was still spinning.

She kissed him again. "I'm sorry Mike. I'll make it up to you tonight, I promise."

"Yeah, like your promises mean something," he murmured, still half drunk.

Jen grimaced at his sarcastic rebuke. She knew he was right. But she really had to go. "I love you Mike," she said kissing him again. She felt heartsick when he turned away from her. But she couldn't do anything about it, she had to go.

She was distracted all morning, so upset at screwing up with Mike. At one point Allie nudged her when she didn't respond to a question from a Memphis exec. "What's wrong with you?" Allie hissed under her breath.

"What the fuck Jen?" Allie said later during a break. "What was that in there?"

"I've got a lot on my mind," Jen said defensively.

"Is this about your game?" Allie said judgmentally. Allie had her answer when Jen didn't respond, looking guilty. "You know Jen, some of us need this job. We're not all as brilliant as you. We don't all have millionaire husbands."

"Why do you care?" Jen shot back. Her worry and guilt over Mike spilled over as anger against Allie. "Mike got Darren that job! He's making millions!"

Allie stared shocked at Jen. "Darren got the job himself, all Mike did was get him the interview!" she said clearly offended. "But everything's contingent. The partner position, the salary, the bonuses. He doesn't get anything if the new Sapphire bombs. And now the market's all worried because Mike quit."

"God Allie I didn't know," Jen said reaching out to Allie. "I'm so sorry."

Allie pulled her arm away. "Why is Mike so worried and the privacy issue?" she said resentfully. "He's ruining everything. No one else cares!"

"They don't see what he sees," Jen explained.

"So he's smarter than everyone else?" Allie said sarcastically. "He's chasing ghosts Jen. And he's hurting people. Darren gave up his partner position in London and now he's worried the new Sapphire's going to crater, all because of Mike!"

"Why are you so worked up about this?" Jen said. "You've never worried about money before."

Suddenly Allie looked scared. "I'm pregnant," she whispered.

"Oh my god," Jen said. "Has Darren proposed?"

Allie shook her head. "He's still working things out," she said. Jen knew Allie was referring to Darren's old BBC bull lifestyle. He didn't want to give it up?

"Abortion?" Jen asked. She had issues with abortion because of her religion, but Allie didn't.

"I can't Jen," Allie said helplessly. "I love him."

"God ..."

"Now you understand why I need this job," Allie said clutching Jen's arm. "I need the money, the health care, in case Darren ..."

"I get it honey," Jen said gently, hugging her best friend. In case Darren dumps her for his old lifestyle.

"We need to win Memphis Jen," Allie said desperately. "You got Kellogg, Google, you can win Memphis."

"It wasn't just me," Jen insisted.

"You know what I mean," Allie said.

"Okay, okay, I get it," Jen said, feeling more pressure than ever on her shoulders. She forced Mike out of her head. She walked back into the conference room and focused her entire being on the meeting with the Memphis execs.

The meeting went late into the afternoon. After it was finally over Jen went into her office and collapsed into her chair. It was too much. She felt the pressure caving in on her. Winning Memphis seemed impossible. She'd managed to get Memphis to accept her small firm as a candidate for lead advertising agency. That was an accomplishment in itself. But it was a long list of 6 firms including hers, and the others were the top mega firms in the entire world. It didn't seem like her boutique firm had any chance to climb to the top, especially so late in the game.

So many people were counting on her. Including Allie. Especially Allie. Jen had never seen Allie so scared, so desperate. It hurt her to see her best friend looking like that.

Mike was most important of course. She'd screwed up and needed to make it right. She decided to leave early. She needed to spend time with him.

She was about to leave when her phone rang. It was Frankie. Despite everything a smile came to her face. "Hi there," she said brightly.

"I had fun last night," he said smiling into the phone. "You're really amazing, you know that?"

"You're pretty amazing too mister," she said smiling. She giggled "I can barely walk today."

"Did Mike get a piece of you last night?" Drums said grinning in the phone.

"You know he didn't, jerk!" she said playfully. "Not this morning either." She rolled her eyes. "You probably like that huh? God, men are all the same."

"Let's get together tonight," Drums said. "No concert tonight. Let's go to dinner."

"No, I need to spend time with Mike, I've barely seen him," Jen said.

"Don't blame me," Drums said laughing.

"It IS your fault!" Jen said laughing back.

"Come on, he can come with us," Drums said.

"Frankie, if we go to dinner, it'll be you coming with me and Mike," Jen said correcting him.

"Okay, whatever," he said with a laugh. "So we're on?"

"No Frankie, I need alone time with Mike," she said.

Drums was disappointed. "What about tomorrow?" he asked.

"You're still here this weekend, right?" Jen said. "I'll ask Mike about Friday."

"Friday?" Drums said. "That's like 3 days from now."

"Um, hello? Most of us work during the week," she said with playful sarcasm.

He laughed. "Okay, whatever, listen you can at least do lunch, right?"

"Frankie, no, I'm really busy. I'll call you Friday, okay?"

Jen left right after hanging up. She smiled and felt a renewed bounce in her step. Frankie was such a free spirit, so uncomplicated. He brightened her day. She really liked him. His carefree party-all-the-time lifestyle really appealed to her right now with all the drama and stress in her life.

Mike on the other hand was anything but uncomplicated. He was complicated to the max.

Still, she hadn't really been tempted to see Frankie tonight. She would've had fun with him and he would've rocked her world in bed, but there were more important things. She needed to make it up to Mike and she did really miss him, she'd barely seen him after spending so much time with Frankie this weekend.

When she got home Mike was starting to make dinner. "Hey you," she said smiling at him.

"You're home early," Mike said barely looking at her.

"Yeah," she said. She pressed herself against his back, hugging him. "How's your head?"

"Fine," he said tersely. "How was your meeting?"

"It started bad but it got better," she said. "I think it went okay."

"That's good," Mike said. His voice was unemotional, cold even. Even as Jen hugged him he continued cutting vegetables, ignoring her.

Jen put her hand over his. "Mike, let's go into the bedroom," she said.

"I don't need a pity fuck Jen," he said bitterly.

"That's not it Mike," she assured him.

"You're not too sore?" he said sarcastically.

"I know I fucked up," she said hugging him tighter. "Give me a chance to make it up to you."

Mike let her lead him into the bedroom. Despite his hurt, how raw and neglected he felt, he needed her attention. He desperately needed her body.

Jen did all the work. By the time Mike was naked his cock was rock hard and panting. By the time Jen was naked (in just stockings and heels), he was ready to explode.

She straddled his waist. He reached for a condom but she stopped him. "No," she said simply.

She guided him into her, riding him slowly and gently since she WAS still sore from Drums' thick cock. That was okay though, because she didn't want to fuck Mike, she wanted to make love to him.

She pulled his hands up to her tits as she slowly rocked back and forth. "Touch me baby," she urged him looking in his eyes. She moaned as he rolled her nipples.

"I thought you were just going to go down on him," Mike said accusingly.

"I meant to," Jen said.

"You said you wouldn't be long," he said scathingly.

"I fucked up," she said, leaning down. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

"You let him fuck you," Mike said bitterly. "You were too sore for me, but not for him."

She kissed his lips, his cheeks, up his neck. She let her long blonde hair dbang over his face. "You know how I get," she breathed into his ear. "I can't control myself sometimes."

"You love his cock so much," Mike said bitterly.

Jen continued slowly rocking on her husband's shaft. "Your cock's the only one I love baby," she said. She emphasized the word "love."

Her pussy felt cavernous around his cock. "Drums stretched you so much," he said.

"Yeah, he's really big," Jen agreed.

"You probably can't even feel me."

"Yes I can," she assured him, grinding her pussy against his public bone.

"You're not gonna cum though," Mike said.