Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Come on Frankie," she said as his hands went down to the hem of her skirt. He pulled her skirt up around her waist. "I need to get to work."

"You're the boss right?" he said pulling her panties down her long legs, silky with stockings. "You can be late. Now put a condom on me babe," he ordered her. "Or I'm gonna fuck you bareback like last night."

Jen hurried into the conference room. God she was so late! Everyone was there waiting for her when she finally arrived.

She'd managed to fix her hair and makeup in the subway, and smooth her dress (subways were way faster than taxis in the morning, especially from the Bronx to Manhattan). She was pretty sure she didn't look "just fucked," but she felt it. She didn't have time to put her panties back on, and her pussy still throbbed. At least Frankie had used a condom and wasn't leaking down her legs! There was probably still a "just fucked" blush in her cheeks.

She mumbled an excuse about having to see a vendor and started the meeting. She glanced at Mike. He had a hand over his mouth, barely suppressing a laugh. He knew what had happened of course, and he was enjoying Jen's discomfort. The shit! Jen couldn't help smiling at him.

They went around the table, each manager giving a report of his/her team. The only report people wanted to hear though was Mike's. All that mattered was the Ring, and whether or not the Fellowship could make it work.

"We're on schedule," Mike said. Everyone smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. Mike's report ran another 10 minutes, but people stopped listening. All they cared about was it was still a go. They didn't understand most of what he said anyway.

"Fun morning?" Mike asked as he walked into Jen's office after the meeting.

"We're not supposed to talk to each other," Jen reminded him. "Just co-workers, remember?"

"Are you really sticking to that?" Mike said with a laugh.

"It's your fantasy," Jen said smiling at him.

"Yeah but going from married to just co-workers isn't real," Mike said. "It's more like we're taking a break, to work things out."

"Okay, whatever, if that's how you want to see it," Jen said.

Mike definitely preferred that nuance. "So I'm still your husband, so I can ask how last night and this morning went with your boyfriend."

"And I can tell you that Frankie is freaking amazing and leave it at that," Jen teased.

"You're really not going to tell me anything?" Mike said surprised.

"No I'm not," Jen said with a laugh. "You wanted this. Now you have to live with it."

"Okay" Mike said with a resigned shrug. She was right, this was his wish, he'd come up with the idea. He turned to leave.

"Wait," Jen said. She handed him a slip of paper. "You might enjoy this," she said with a smile.

Back in his office, Mike locked the door. He sat down and looked at the paper. Jen had made a copy of the shopping list. Mike's heart pounded as he saw the items at the bottom of the list:

mattress pad extra sheets condoms (lots!)

Mike took out his cock and furiously beat off.

Drums called Jen later that day. "Hey babe," he said. "There's a new band playing at the Roxy tonight. Wanna go?"

"Sounds like fun!" Jen said. She and Mike hardly ever went to see local bands.

"I'll pick you up," Drums offered.

"Um, no, I'll need to change," Jen said. She did want to change, but she also had to worry about people seeing them together so Frankie picking her up at work was not a good idea. She wasn't worried about the Roxy because it was a club in the Bronx. "I'll meet you at home. Let's do dinner there then go, okay?" Jen had eaten out all weekend with Frankie, and drinking was a lot of calories too. Even though she was petite she was always worried about gaining weight, and she liked eating healthy anyway.

When she got home she was surprised Frankie wasn't making dinner. It didn't look like he'd done anything around the apartment either, other than buying the things on her list and playing the guitar. She inwardly sighed. She knew she was spoiled. Mike did most of the housework and always had dinner waiting when she got home. Not every guy was like Mike. Most were like Frankie.

"Um, tomorrow can you do the breakfast dishes?" Jen said looking at him with a crooked smile. Frankie had done nothing more than throw the dirty cups and dishes in the sink. He shrugged as if saying "that's not how I roll babe."

Jen laughed, shaking her head. She made a light healthy dinner. They ate and Drums played his guitar and sang some songs. He was mostly goofing around and soon Jen was rolling over in laughter.

After dinner Jen hurried to get ready. She completely undressed. Then she put on a strapless bra and new panties. She put on pantyhose, a short leather mini-skirt, an off-the-shoulder top and short jacket. She finished the outfit with ankle strap high heels.

"Okay, let's go," Jen said bopping into the living room.

Drums pulled her into his lap. "I've got something for you," he said. He held up an Ecstasy. Jen knew she shouldn't, not on a work day. But things were slow at the office, the Fellowship was doing most of the work with the Ring. She loved the way Ecstasy made her feel! And how great the sex was after!

She opened her lips and Drums pressed the pill into her mouth. Jen managed to swallow the pill just before Drums pushed his tongue into her mouth, kissing her.

"We'll be late," Jen protested, but she didn't fight back too hard.

"You said after you got home," Drums said taking off her jacket and pulling down her top. He expertly unsnapped her bra with one hand (impressing Jen!) and tossed it across the room. "You won't be needing that tonight," he said with a laugh.

"You're so bad!" Jen said laughing back. Then they were kissing again, Drums's hands on her tits.

"I've been thinking about you all day," Drums said. He pushed up her leather skirt and violently ripped a big hole in her pantyhose.

Jen yelped. "I can see that," she said with a laugh. Then he ripped off her panties. She laughed again. She was going to need to buy more underwear!

Then he rammed his cock inside her. He wasn't wearing a condom. "I'll pull out," he assured her. She found it so dirty, she was half undressed, her underwear somewhere around the room, and Frankie was still dressed except his zipper was open and he had his big cock out, fucking her. She and Mike never had raw, dirty spontaneous sex like this! She was really going to enjoy the next 4 weeks!

Drums fucked her hard and fast, and Jen came fast. The fact was, she'd thought about him too that day, and had been wet thinking about his hard body and incredible cock.

Drums wanted to cum inside her but if he did there might be drama and he didn't want to risk ruining the evening. So at the last moment he pulled out, cumming all over her ruined pantyhose.

After they laughed like little kids, giddy about being able to fuck and play with each other whenever they wanted. Living together was like a long sleep over, and they were both having a lot of fun!

Jen went into the bathroom to clean up. She was a mess! Not only had Frankie cum on her pantyhose, he'd also shot sperm on her pussy lips. She knew that was dangerous, but her buzz from the Ecstasy kept her from getting too worried. She wiped herself, pulled off the ruined pantyhose. She decided to go out without hose. With the Ecstasy hitting her, she also decided to go braless and no panties. She pulled up her top, smoothed her mini-skirt, fixed her hair and makeup.

Rejoining Frankie in the living room she reached for her jacket. "You don't need that," Frankie said his eyes on her bosom. With no bra her nipples dented the material of her blouse.

"I'll get cold," Jen whined.

"I'll keep you warm babe," he said putting his arm around her bare shoulders. She knew what that meant! But the Ecstasy was hitting her, and she felt smelly and sweaty from sex. She felt dirty and slutty and loved it!

"Okay, whatever," Jen said laughing. They left for the Roxy club with his arm around her, her arms around his waist.

The band at the Roxy was really good. Jen and Drums danced in place, mostly with Drums behind her holding her hips, with Jen leaning back into his chest. It felt good in his arms, he had a strong muscular body, he made her feel safe and secure.

Drums's hands moved up her sexy flat stomach, under her blouse. He moved up to just below her bosom, and then he began to lightly caress the underside of her breasts with his fingertips.

"You're being so bad," Jen said looking at him over her shoulder. Her eyes closed and her lips formed an O as he ran soft circles over her hard nipples with the tip of his index fingers. "God I can't believe I'm hot for you again already."

"We're made for each other babe," he said kissing her neck, moving up to her ear.

"God Frankie you need to take me home," Jen moaned as he nuzzled just below her ear, one of her biggest erogenous zones.

"I wanna watch the band," he teased.

"Then stop doing that!" she said with a laugh.

"Come here," he said. He dragged her to the back of the club. He pressed her back to the wall and stood in front of her, one of his arms protectively around her. There were people all around but it was dark.

He boldly cupped and fondled her breast. "Frankie stop," Jen said looking around worriedly. This wasn't Cancun, Miami or San Antonio, this was where she lived. Okay they were in the Bronx but still.

"No one can see, I'm in front of you," he said. He moved his hand down, under her skirt. He found her clit. He rubbed her.

"Oh god," Jen said, rolling her head back. Her eyes rolled back into her head as he pushed two of his thick fingers into her pussy, as he continued to rub her clit with his thumb. "You're going to fucking make me cum!" she groaned writhing under his touch.

"You fingered Nicole on the dance floor," Drums said grinning. "Payback's a bitch!"

"God Frankie!" she screamed as she exploded in an orgasm. The band was loud but still people turned to look at them. Jen collapsed into his chest as Drums pulled his hand from her skirt. "God Frankie ..." she panted, pulling down her skirt.

"What would you rather have?" he joked. "That? Or me washing the dishes?"

She looked at him with an amused smile. She knew he was digging at Mike. She could only laugh and punch him in the arm. They listened to the band for a while longer. Later at home, they fucked again of course. This time Jen made him use a condom.

While Jen was getting fingered at Roxy and fucked at the Bronx apartment, Mike was over the Atlantic flying to London. After arriving he spent a long day at the Shire, managing and directing the team (the Fellowship). The Ring was still on schedule.

As it got dark in London he left the Shire and went to a different internet café and hacked into Sapphire using a back door, like last time. Also like last time, the CATF closely monitored his actions.