Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"I know, right?" Jen said with a delighted giggle.

"So what happened?"

"You know, I told you," Jen said. We made out some, we touched a little. Frankie got mad. But he doesn't have the right, you know?"

"Yeah," Mike said, her words making him feel good. "So are you gonna fuck him?"

"I don't know, the game's already so complicated," she said. She ticked them off her fingers. "I've got Frankie now, and Alec and Jamie. I can't keep them straight." She laughed. "They share girls you know. Frankie, Mal and Jay. Artie too."

"I saw that last night, it was wild," Mike said. "If they share why did Drums get mad at you with Mal?"

"I don't know," Jen said. "I hope he doesn't get possessive, that'd ruin everything."

Mike frowned. "I'm not sure about that Jen. I'm not sure I want you with more than one of those guys."

"I didn't mean I want a threesome with Mal," Jen said. She squeezed her husband's hand. "I meant that would ruin our game, because then I'd have to break it off with him."

"Oh okay," Mike said feeling foolish. Feeling reassured, he said "I'm not saying I'm against a threesome, I just want to talk about it first."

"Okay baby," she said smiling at me. She giggled. "We have the craziest conversations."

"I know," Mike said laughing too. He joked, "You'd probably like Mal, they call him Big Malcolm right?"

"I'm not that much of a size queen," Jen objected with a tight smile. "Anyway, only Mal calls himself that," she added rolling her eyes. "Believe me, he's not big."

"How do you know?"

"I told you, we kissed and touched some," Jen said. "He's actually small."

"Is he bigger than me?" Mike asked.

"Oh um ... I don't know," she said evasively, realizing she'd put her foot in her mouth. "I only felt him through his pants."

Mike let it go. But he thought, if she thinks Malcolm's small, and he's bigger than me, then what does she think of me?

Reading his mind, she gave his cock a gentle squeeze. "This is my favorite you know," she said.

Mike forced a smile, not wanting her to think he was upset. "Let's take this off," he told her, helping her take off his old frat t-shirt.

"We should probably say bye to Frankie first honey," she protested. "We can do this after he leaves."

"He's not going anywhere," Mike said confidentially. He knew Drums would stay hoping to get into Jen's pants again. "Lay down," he said pulling off her panties. He got between her legs. Her pussy lips were still swollen and red, and they gaped from getting fucked so long and hard by Drums's thick cock.

"You don't have to do this honey," she said.

"I want to, I wanna make you cum," Mike said. "I know you're sore, I'll be gentle." He went down on his wife.

Maybe Mike wasn't the best lover. Maybe he didn't have the best technique. But after so many years together, he knew her body better than anyone. Soon he had her writhing under his tongue, moaning uncontrollable, clawing at the sheets. She burst in an incredible orgasm.

"God that was so good!" she gushed panting. "You're so freaking amazing at that!"

Mike hugged her as her breathing returned to normal. He felt good knowing he could still give her great orgasms.

"Now it's your turn," she said pulling down his shorts.

He stopped her. "That's okay. You know me, if I stay hot I won't get upset."

"Why would you get upset? We'll be together at work today," Jen said puzzled.

"I need to go in to work on the prototype," Mike said. "You don't need to be there. I want you to relax today."

"I can't make you work while I play," she said.

"You're not making me, I want to," he said. "I want to help you win Memphis. I'm still thinking about the Penn State idea."

"I've been thinking about that too," she said smiling at him. "But Mike I can't make you work, it's not fair."

"It's only Saturday, we'll go in tomorrow. You need time to relax Jen, you work harder than anybody," he said. He gave her a lustful grin. "Besides, it'll be fun for me thinking about you with Drums."

"You want me to spend all day with Frankie?" she said with a laugh. "You're so bad. And so predictable."

"You guys have fun, we'll meet up for dinner somewhere," Mike said. "He doesn't have a concert tonight right?"

Jen straddled his hips and wrapped her arms around him. Looking into his eyes she said "You're the greatest guy ever. You understand me better than anyone. You love me and let me have other guys too. You know the other day, you asked how did I ever pick you? You got it wrong Mike. I can't believe you picked me."

Mike grinned ear to ear, blown away by his wife's words. They hugged and kissed. Then Mike told Jen to go see Drums while he showered and got ready for work.

When he came out of the bedroom Jen and Drums were sitting at the coffee table, laughing and talking. They were sitting across from each other. As soon as she saw him Jen held out her hand, beaconing him to sit next to her. She leaned into him and held his hand as he sat.

Jen was wearing Mike's shirt from yesterday. He liked seeing Jen wear his shirts, it meant she belonged to him. He was glad though she wasn't wearing his old frat shirt. He didn't want Drums to think she was wearing that for him (for Drums).

"Hey Mike, sorry for being such an ass last night, I was really drunk," Drums said, giving him a friendly smile and offering his hand.

"No worries," Mike said smiling back and shaking Drums's hand. "So what are you guys going to do today?"

"I'm going to show Frankie some of New York City," Jen said smiling. "Mostly all he's seen is his hotel and the Garden."

"And our apartment," Mike joked. They all laughed feeling a little awkward. Changing the subject he asked "Where do you want to meet for dinner?"

"I'll call you honey," Jen said. She walked him to the door. "You're sure about this? I feel guilty you're going to work and I'm not."

"I want you to relax honey, you've been working too hard, it's not healthy," Mike said. He grinned lustfully. "So are you really going to make it out of the apartment?"

"Yeah," Jen said looking innocent. Then she returned her husband's lustful smile. "First I'm gonna fuck his brains out."

Jen walked back to Frankie as soon as Mike left. They looked at each other and shared another awkward laugh. Last night had been fun, sex had been great, but they'd argued too.

"Alone at last," Drums joked.

"At last," Jen joked back. She straddled his legs. She leaned her forehead against his, smiling mischievously. "So what do you want to do first?"

"I've got an idea," he said. He abruptly stood up throwing her over his shoulder. Jen squealed gleefully as he carried her into the master bedroom and threw her on the bed. They kissed and frantically threw off their clothes. Just as Mike was boarding the subway two blocks away, Drums was penetrating his wife with his long, thick cock.

They fucked, then laughed and talked in bed. Then they fucked again. This time afterwards they fell asleep. They finally got out of the apartment around 4pm. "Have you ever been to MOMA?" she asked.

"What's that?"

"You know, the Museum of Modern Art."

"Ugh, really?" Drums said scrunching his nose like he smelled something really bad.

"Okay, okay, I get it," Jen said laughing. "I think I know someplace you'll like. It's the Museum of Sex."

"Now you're talking!" he said enthusiastically.

"Come on," Jen said laughing again, playfully bumping her hip against his.

They got in right before the museum closed. They browsed the different exhibits. They marveled at the Fuck Art exhibit of street pornography and the pornographic photos of the photographer Milton Greene. They were intrigued by the Obscene Diary exhibit where Samuel Steward, a professor and tattoo artist, kept a diary of photos and drawings of all his sex partners. They laughed at the "Sex Life of Animals" exhibit.

They avoided holding hands while together. Jen was obviously worried about running into someone she knew even though they weren't close to their SoHo loft. Still, they leaned into each other and playfully bumped into each other, so if you were watching them you might think they were a couple.

They were browsing the gift shop when Drums said, "This is Mike, right?" He handed Jen a book, "The Urban Dictionary of Sex." Jen read the page Drums had opened.