24-12-2018, 01:14 PM
"I'm not sure I like that," she said frowning. She liked having a tight pussy. It wasn't just for Mike. She liked a tight pussy just like she liked her tight body.
"I'm sure you're still way tight for most guys," Mike said. "I'm the smallest cock you've ever had, huh?"
Mike had asked this question many times, but she'd never directly answered him. For some reason though she decided to tell him the truth. "Yeah, you are the smallest," she said kissing his lips.
"When we first started going out, and you came on my cock, were you faking it?" he asked.
"Sometimes," she admitted. She didn't know why she was revealing this to him. She'd evaded questions like this for years. But for some reason, she felt the need to fess up.
"What about now?" he asked. "Do you still fake it with me?"
"Sometimes," she admitted. She saw the disappointment and hurt in his eyes. She regretted telling him. She knew how important it was for him that he was able to make her cum on his cock. "I'm sorry baby."
"Even when I go down on you?"
"No, never then," she said truthfully.
"Don't ever fake it Jen," he said hurt in his voice. "Never again."
"I won't, I promise," she said hugging him. "Orgasms aren't everything Mike."
"Then don't fake it!" Mike said again, a tear welling up in his eye.
"I'm sorry, I won't!" Jen promised. She started to cry knowing she'd hurt him. "I'm sorry baby!"
Tears fell down Mike's cheeks too. Jen continued to rock on his cock and Mike finally came, as they hugged and cried. Afterwards they both felt something had changed in their relationship.
That would be the last time Mike would be inside Jen for a very long time.
*********
Jen and Allie treated themselves to lunch the next day. They hadn't gone to lunch in forever. They took a long lunch, and even had a glass of wine. The reality was, they didn't have much to do for Memphis right now. Their hopes now depended solely on Mike and his team getting the Ring working.
"Can you believe it?" Allie said with an ironic laugh. "We're the marketing whiz kids, but everything depends on the software geeks." After a moment she added "I don't really think Mike is a geek. Where is he anyway?"
"He left for London this morning," Jen said.
"Off to the Shire huh?" Allie said.
"The Shire?" Jen asked tilting her head.
"Everyone's calling their big office the Shire," Allie said. "They're calling his team the Fellowship. You know, after Lord of the Rings."
"Yeah," Jen said hearing this for the first time. "Um ... what do they call Mike?"
"Some people call him Gandalf," Allie said. "A few interns call him Aragorn, believe it or not."
"Hmmm," Jen said frowning. Young bare legged interns were noticing her husband? She didn't like that.
"You haven't heard this?" Allie said. "Where have you been, Mars?"
"Busy I guess," Jen said distractedly, looking off into the distance. She thought of Drums. She was really looking forward to this weekend, and her body ached for him. A smile came to her face as she thought about her "boyfriend."
"What are you thinking about?" Allie asked a smirk on her face. "Are you two playing your game?"
"Do you really want to hear about it?" Jen asked.
"No," Allie said immediately. "Just don't fuck up Mike's head, okay? We need him right now."
"I know what I'm doing Allie," Jen said. "I'm doing exactly what Mike wants."
"Where have I heard that before?" Allie said skeptically, rolling her eyes. "It's not all about making the Ring work. He worships the ground you walk on. He's a good person Jen. Go easy on him."
"I know how good a person he is!" Jen said indignantly, shocked at her friend's rebuke.
"Then go easy on him Jen," Allie implored. "You've got him wrapped around your finger. Stop taking advantage of him."
"What?" Jen said, giving Allie a what-the-fuck look.
Allie leaned over the table to get closer to Jen. "You use Mike's fantasies to fuck any guy you want," Allie whispered. "You've been doing that since Ricky."
"I'm doing what Mike wants me to!" Jen insisted.
Allie leaned even closer. "You cheated on him in college," she whispered. "With both Collin and Ricky."
"Mike knows all about that!" Jen hissed.
"You only told him later," Allie said accusingly.
Jen turned away, grimacing. "I don't do that anymore," she said, tacitly admitting the truth of Allie's accusations. "Since when have you been such a Mike supporter?"
"He saved my best friend's life twice," Allie said. "He got my fiancée a job so we don't have to move away. It's hard not to be grateful to bubble boy." Allie squeezed Jen's hand. "I'm trying to be your friend. Just be careful, okay?"
"Allie gave me so much shit today," Jen told Mike later on the phone. She recounted their conversation. "I'm doing what you want, right Mike?"
"Yes, this is my wish," he assured her. "You didn't cheat on me in college honey. We weren't exclusive when that happened with Collin. And we were playing the game that time with Ricky. Anyway it's really hot. I'm glad it happened."
"Okay," Jen said grinning crookedly into the phone. Mike's recollection wasn't exactly the way things happened, but what he said made her feel better. He always saw the best in her. "So you still want me to go with Frankie to San Antonio?"
"Yes," Mike said grinning. He joked "I don't want you to miss that Bar Mitzvah."
"Oh definitely, I can't wait," she said, and they laughed. Actually, she was kinda curious and looking forward to it, she'd never been to one.
"You want to go with Drums, don't you?" Mike asked.
"I do," Jen said excitedly. "I know something you'll like."
"What?"
"You know I said I get so much sex from Frankie I don't need it from you?" she said thinking about her earlier thoughts. "It's like, Frankie uses up all my horniness. So there's nothing left for you." After a moment she asked "Does that turn you on?"
"Yeah," Mike said barely able to speak, his voice hoarse with lust.
"Are you playing with yourself?"
"No I've got to get back to work," Mike said. "Later okay?"
"Definitely," Jen promised.
As they were about to hang up Mike said "Allie's wrong honey. You're doing exactly what I want. Okay?"
"Okay," Jen said, beaming into the phone and feeling a lot better.
Jen flew to San Antonio Thursday afternoon for another long weekend with Drums. They met at the airport (Drums flew in from Miami) and they shared a taxi to their hotel. They fucked non-stop, only stopping when exhaustion finally overtook them around 5am Friday morning.
They slept until late Friday afternoon, waking up ravenous. They fucked again before finally feasting on room service food.
Everyone was going to a club that evening. Artie said it was a real upscale place, so Jen wore her Chanel "little black dress." The dress had a swoop back that showed off her sexy back, plunging almost down to her ass. A bra wasn't possible, which meant her nipples dented the light silky material. The dress hugged her body and ended way above her knees. She wore black thigh high stockings underneath (no panties), and black Christian Louboutin high heels. She loved the red soles, they were so cute!
With her long blonde hair brushed to a silky luster and her make up perfect, Jen looked like a runway model. Drums wanted to punt the club and fuck her again, but Jen giggled and pushed him away. She wanted to go to the club and have fun with Drums and his friends.
There was a long line to get into the club. Artie talked to the bouncers. They looked at their list and then immediately let them cut the line to the jeers of people already there.
The club was dark with pools of light dispersed throughout the main floor. VIP sections ringed the dance floor. Stairs led up to a VIP second floor. The stairs were guarded by two beefy bouncers. Artie talked to some people and soon they were sitting in luxurious sofas up on the VIP second floor.
The club was the hottest bar in town, the hangout of all the "beautiful people" of San Antonio. Drums looked at the people on the crowded dance floor and bar. The women were all smoking hot and wearing as little as possible. It was like a buffet of hot women!
The guys were all in great shape too, perfectly dressed and looked completely loaded with money. He felt superior though, because he had the prettiest girl on his arm. Yeah, the club was full of hot girls, but Jen was the hottest girl there!
Drums felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned and saw a big athletic black man. "You're Drums?" the black man said with a friendly smile. "I'm Collin."
Collin was tall, just as tall as Drums. He was built like an athlete. He was a very well-dressed black man with sharp, expressive eyes. Drums estimated his age at mid to late 40's. "I know Artie, we've done business," Collin said offering his hand.
"So you're the reason we got to cut the line and got up to this VIP section," Drums said smiling, shaking the black man's hand.
"Let's just say, I'm a frequent patron of this club," Collin said with a confident chuckle. "I won't keep you long. Just wanted to introduce myself. I'm a financial planner for high net worth individuals like you."
"I don't have any money," Drums said with a laugh.
"That's not what Artie says," Collin said with a friendly smile. "You and your friends have made a nice chunk of change with your Ramones revival. The key is to hold onto that money and make it grow. I can help you there. I just signed up Mal and Jay."
"I'm sure you're still way tight for most guys," Mike said. "I'm the smallest cock you've ever had, huh?"
Mike had asked this question many times, but she'd never directly answered him. For some reason though she decided to tell him the truth. "Yeah, you are the smallest," she said kissing his lips.
"When we first started going out, and you came on my cock, were you faking it?" he asked.
"Sometimes," she admitted. She didn't know why she was revealing this to him. She'd evaded questions like this for years. But for some reason, she felt the need to fess up.
"What about now?" he asked. "Do you still fake it with me?"
"Sometimes," she admitted. She saw the disappointment and hurt in his eyes. She regretted telling him. She knew how important it was for him that he was able to make her cum on his cock. "I'm sorry baby."
"Even when I go down on you?"
"No, never then," she said truthfully.
"Don't ever fake it Jen," he said hurt in his voice. "Never again."
"I won't, I promise," she said hugging him. "Orgasms aren't everything Mike."
"Then don't fake it!" Mike said again, a tear welling up in his eye.
"I'm sorry, I won't!" Jen promised. She started to cry knowing she'd hurt him. "I'm sorry baby!"
Tears fell down Mike's cheeks too. Jen continued to rock on his cock and Mike finally came, as they hugged and cried. Afterwards they both felt something had changed in their relationship.
That would be the last time Mike would be inside Jen for a very long time.
*********
Jen and Allie treated themselves to lunch the next day. They hadn't gone to lunch in forever. They took a long lunch, and even had a glass of wine. The reality was, they didn't have much to do for Memphis right now. Their hopes now depended solely on Mike and his team getting the Ring working.
"Can you believe it?" Allie said with an ironic laugh. "We're the marketing whiz kids, but everything depends on the software geeks." After a moment she added "I don't really think Mike is a geek. Where is he anyway?"
"He left for London this morning," Jen said.
"Off to the Shire huh?" Allie said.
"The Shire?" Jen asked tilting her head.
"Everyone's calling their big office the Shire," Allie said. "They're calling his team the Fellowship. You know, after Lord of the Rings."
"Yeah," Jen said hearing this for the first time. "Um ... what do they call Mike?"
"Some people call him Gandalf," Allie said. "A few interns call him Aragorn, believe it or not."
"Hmmm," Jen said frowning. Young bare legged interns were noticing her husband? She didn't like that.
"You haven't heard this?" Allie said. "Where have you been, Mars?"
"Busy I guess," Jen said distractedly, looking off into the distance. She thought of Drums. She was really looking forward to this weekend, and her body ached for him. A smile came to her face as she thought about her "boyfriend."
"What are you thinking about?" Allie asked a smirk on her face. "Are you two playing your game?"
"Do you really want to hear about it?" Jen asked.
"No," Allie said immediately. "Just don't fuck up Mike's head, okay? We need him right now."
"I know what I'm doing Allie," Jen said. "I'm doing exactly what Mike wants."
"Where have I heard that before?" Allie said skeptically, rolling her eyes. "It's not all about making the Ring work. He worships the ground you walk on. He's a good person Jen. Go easy on him."
"I know how good a person he is!" Jen said indignantly, shocked at her friend's rebuke.
"Then go easy on him Jen," Allie implored. "You've got him wrapped around your finger. Stop taking advantage of him."
"What?" Jen said, giving Allie a what-the-fuck look.
Allie leaned over the table to get closer to Jen. "You use Mike's fantasies to fuck any guy you want," Allie whispered. "You've been doing that since Ricky."
"I'm doing what Mike wants me to!" Jen insisted.
Allie leaned even closer. "You cheated on him in college," she whispered. "With both Collin and Ricky."
"Mike knows all about that!" Jen hissed.
"You only told him later," Allie said accusingly.
Jen turned away, grimacing. "I don't do that anymore," she said, tacitly admitting the truth of Allie's accusations. "Since when have you been such a Mike supporter?"
"He saved my best friend's life twice," Allie said. "He got my fiancée a job so we don't have to move away. It's hard not to be grateful to bubble boy." Allie squeezed Jen's hand. "I'm trying to be your friend. Just be careful, okay?"
"Allie gave me so much shit today," Jen told Mike later on the phone. She recounted their conversation. "I'm doing what you want, right Mike?"
"Yes, this is my wish," he assured her. "You didn't cheat on me in college honey. We weren't exclusive when that happened with Collin. And we were playing the game that time with Ricky. Anyway it's really hot. I'm glad it happened."
"Okay," Jen said grinning crookedly into the phone. Mike's recollection wasn't exactly the way things happened, but what he said made her feel better. He always saw the best in her. "So you still want me to go with Frankie to San Antonio?"
"Yes," Mike said grinning. He joked "I don't want you to miss that Bar Mitzvah."
"Oh definitely, I can't wait," she said, and they laughed. Actually, she was kinda curious and looking forward to it, she'd never been to one.
"You want to go with Drums, don't you?" Mike asked.
"I do," Jen said excitedly. "I know something you'll like."
"What?"
"You know I said I get so much sex from Frankie I don't need it from you?" she said thinking about her earlier thoughts. "It's like, Frankie uses up all my horniness. So there's nothing left for you." After a moment she asked "Does that turn you on?"
"Yeah," Mike said barely able to speak, his voice hoarse with lust.
"Are you playing with yourself?"
"No I've got to get back to work," Mike said. "Later okay?"
"Definitely," Jen promised.
As they were about to hang up Mike said "Allie's wrong honey. You're doing exactly what I want. Okay?"
"Okay," Jen said, beaming into the phone and feeling a lot better.
Jen flew to San Antonio Thursday afternoon for another long weekend with Drums. They met at the airport (Drums flew in from Miami) and they shared a taxi to their hotel. They fucked non-stop, only stopping when exhaustion finally overtook them around 5am Friday morning.
They slept until late Friday afternoon, waking up ravenous. They fucked again before finally feasting on room service food.
Everyone was going to a club that evening. Artie said it was a real upscale place, so Jen wore her Chanel "little black dress." The dress had a swoop back that showed off her sexy back, plunging almost down to her ass. A bra wasn't possible, which meant her nipples dented the light silky material. The dress hugged her body and ended way above her knees. She wore black thigh high stockings underneath (no panties), and black Christian Louboutin high heels. She loved the red soles, they were so cute!
With her long blonde hair brushed to a silky luster and her make up perfect, Jen looked like a runway model. Drums wanted to punt the club and fuck her again, but Jen giggled and pushed him away. She wanted to go to the club and have fun with Drums and his friends.
There was a long line to get into the club. Artie talked to the bouncers. They looked at their list and then immediately let them cut the line to the jeers of people already there.
The club was dark with pools of light dispersed throughout the main floor. VIP sections ringed the dance floor. Stairs led up to a VIP second floor. The stairs were guarded by two beefy bouncers. Artie talked to some people and soon they were sitting in luxurious sofas up on the VIP second floor.
The club was the hottest bar in town, the hangout of all the "beautiful people" of San Antonio. Drums looked at the people on the crowded dance floor and bar. The women were all smoking hot and wearing as little as possible. It was like a buffet of hot women!
The guys were all in great shape too, perfectly dressed and looked completely loaded with money. He felt superior though, because he had the prettiest girl on his arm. Yeah, the club was full of hot girls, but Jen was the hottest girl there!
Drums felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned and saw a big athletic black man. "You're Drums?" the black man said with a friendly smile. "I'm Collin."
Collin was tall, just as tall as Drums. He was built like an athlete. He was a very well-dressed black man with sharp, expressive eyes. Drums estimated his age at mid to late 40's. "I know Artie, we've done business," Collin said offering his hand.
"So you're the reason we got to cut the line and got up to this VIP section," Drums said smiling, shaking the black man's hand.
"Let's just say, I'm a frequent patron of this club," Collin said with a confident chuckle. "I won't keep you long. Just wanted to introduce myself. I'm a financial planner for high net worth individuals like you."
"I don't have any money," Drums said with a laugh.
"That's not what Artie says," Collin said with a friendly smile. "You and your friends have made a nice chunk of change with your Ramones revival. The key is to hold onto that money and make it grow. I can help you there. I just signed up Mal and Jay."
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