Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Quickly composing herself, she said "I'm fine."

Drums frowned. He'd opened up to her. She couldn't give him something? "Nice rings," he said looking at her left hand.

"He's my husband Frankie, of course I'm wearing his rings," Jen implored. "You knew it was temporary." She squeezed his hand. "Can't we be friends?"

He gave her an incredulous WTF look. Did she really just say that? He looked over to where Scott was still standing. He said bitterly, "Is he your new fuck buddy? That was fast Jen, makes me feel real special. I heard you dicked over the guys last night. Again. At least you're consistent. Like Mike."

Jen recoiled at his words. They were like a slap across her face. "You're being so mean," she said.

"I'm mean?" he said with an ironic laugh. He felt like his heart was torn apart. He needed to get away. Without another word he left.

"Frankie ..." Jen called out. But she let him go. What could she do?

She didn't love Frankie. But she had feelings for him. She wanted the best for him. She didn't want him to hate her.

She knew she shouldn't be spending so much time with Frankie. Seeing him last night had been a mistake. But people didn't have an on-off switch. Mike had wanted her to get close to Frankie. To be his girlfriend, to be exclusive, to live with him. Well, it happened. Yes, it'd been a game. But you can't just turn off emotions. It took time.

Mike would be really upset if he saw her talking to Frankie. Well, maybe he should be upset. She was upset, Frankie was upset. Their games hurt people. Mike didn't understand that. He understood HIS hurt. But other people got hurt too.

Yeah, she got to have sex with a lot of gorgeous guys. She got a lot of pleasure from that. Mike didn't get to fuck around. But he didn't have to deal with the emotional aftermath either, the hurt feelings, the guilt.

Ricky, Tom, now Frankie. They all got hurt when the game ended. Scott hadn't gotten hurt, so he'd been the perfect fuck buddy. But Mike had been too threatened by Scott. Yet, he still wanted to play the game. So she played with Tom, and hurt him. Now she'd hurt Frankie.

She knew she was spoiled and selfish. She'd always gotten her way because of her looks. But Mike was selfish too. All he cared about was his hurt. But other people got hurt too, and SHE had to deal with it, not Mike.

She felt sad and guilty as she watched Frankie walk away ... and she got annoyed with Mike. Now he wanted her to fuck Scott. The day after ending it with Frankie. And not just fuck Scott, but let him cum inside her without protection, risk getting pregnant.

Really? Everything was a game to Mike. What if she got pregnant? She had no doubt Mike would be a loving and wonderful father. But what if their child ever found out he/she'd been the result of a sex game? This would be a real live child, not a game, but Mike didn't seem to see that.

The more she thought about it the more she got annoyed with Mike. She loved him though. She was doing tonight for him. She walked across the room back to Scott.

On the other side of the house Darren was feeding Mike water. "How do you feel?" Darren asked.

"Better," Mike said. He still felt weird but he was getting used to the sensations. He got up. While still disoriented he felt good enough to walk. "I need to find Jen," he said as he hurried to the next room.

"Hey stranger," Jen said catching up to Scott.

"Who was that?" Scott asked. There wasn't jealousy in his voice - Scott wasn't like that - just curiosity.

"A friend from college," Jen said.

"He's one of the Ramones, right?"

"Yeah."

"A close friend?" Scott asked with a grin. He of course knew about Jen and Mike's game.

"I don't want to talk about him okay?" Jen said honestly.

"What DO you want to talk about?" Scott asked still grinning. He noticed Jen hadn't re-did the button he'd unbuttoned. That was a promising sign. He'd loved to get inside her panties tonight (although knowing her she might not be wearing panties!).

"We're all grown ups, right Scott?" she asked abruptly. "Whatever happens, happens. I don't have to worry about hurting your feelings. Right?"

"Yeah, sure," Scott said not know where Jen was going with this. "No guilt, no obligations. I meant what I said. I owe you a lot."

"Okay," Jen said contemplatively, eyeing him as if sizing him up. "I need to check on Mike. Feel like coming along?"

"Yeah, sure," Scott said. Jen took Scott's arm and they walked from the tent back into the house.

Scott liked Jen on his arm. She was the sexiest girl he'd ever known, and the best fuck (even though her tits were tiny). She was a better fuck than Allie. Her innocent movie star looks and slim petite body always made him feel like he was fucking a barely legal teenager which gave her a decided advantage over other girls (not that she needed it with that ass and those legs). He felt his cock stir with her arm around his, their bodies so close, smelling her perfume and the vanilla strawberry scents of her shampoo.

Mike saw Jen enter the other end of the hallway with Scott. His heart did a backflip when he saw her arm in his.

Jen approached with Scott. "Some party huh?" Scott said to Mike. He joked "Maybe they'll do karaoke later." He laughed. He knew it was a dick thing to say, but he couldn't help himself. There was something about Mike that brought out the worst in him. Probably the fact the dude was a pathetic cuckold and had a tiny dick, yet still bagged the hottest girl of them all, that really annoyed him.

Jen let Scott's arm go and kissed Mike. "How are you feeling honey?" she asked her voice low enough so only he could hear. Of course she was referring to the X.

"It's a weird feeling," Mike said his voice low too.

"You'll get used to it," she said with an encouraging smile. She looked at Darren. "Thanks for watching over him." Darren smiled and nodded.

She turned back to Mike and whispered, "Are you sure you want to do this? You hate Scott, he's an ass sometimes."

Just sometimes? Mike thought, still smarting from the karaoke dig. But his lust was out of control and the X was further dulling his sensibilities. Still, he was torn. Let Scott get Jen pregnant?

"Let's see how it goes," he said noncommittally. He sat down, the X making him dizzy again.

Jen leaned into him. She whispered in his ear "If I play too much, I won't be able to stop."

Mike understood immediately. Jen couldn't go two days without a hard fucking, not after teasing the guys yesterday, not if she teased Scott tonight. Teasing went both ways, it got her super horny too. Jen craved and loved sex too much to have that much stimulation without actually doing it.

"I know baby," Mike said kissing her.

Jen smiled at Mike and stood back up. For a moment they were alone in the hallway, both Scott and Darren having wandered off to the bar. "Scott asked me to take off my blouse," she said.

"He did?" Mike said excitedly.

"He wants to see the bustier," she said.

"Does he know it's his?"

Jen couldn't help laughing. Mike called it his too.

"What?" Mike asked.

"Nothing," Jen said. "So should I take it off?"

"Yeah," Mike said.

Jen laughed again. He was so predictable! Without another word she took off the blouse.

She looked amazing! The pink bustier pressed her tits together, making her look bigger than she really was. It showed off her tanned shoulders and sexy stomach (ending around her belly button). Her tight black skirt displayed most of her long shapely legs, sexy in black stockings and high heels.

"I feel like dancing," Jen announced. Scott returned and she took his arm. "You don't mind, do you Mike?"

"No, go ahead" Mike choked out his throat dry from lustful excitement.

Jen led Scott to the next room. She didn't want to go to the tent where the Ramones were playing because she didn't want Drums to see her playing. But there was music and dancing everywhere in Colin's house.

"So you took off the blouse," Scott said smiling, looking at the pink bustier.

"Yep," Jen said.

"You took it off for me right?" he said grinning.

"Yeah right," Jen said sarcastically. But in fact she had.

"So you and Mike are playing, and I'm the lucky pawn tonight?" Scott said as he pulled Jen into his arms. They swayed to the soft music.

"Does that bother you?" Jen asked looking up at him. She had her arms around his neck.

"No," he said grinning at her. "Not as long as I get some of this." He lowered his hands from her waist to her ass and squeezed.

"Not so fast cowboy," Jen chastised him, raising his hands back up to her waist. "I know people here."

She looked around nervous to see if anyone had saw. Luckily the room was dark and she didn't see anyone she knew. "Be discreet okay?"

"Is this okay?" Scott said caressing the lacing down her back, teasing her exposed back (the bustier exposed about a one inch gap where the lacing crisscrossed down her back).

"No," Jen said with a laugh. He was incorrigible! But in a cute way. "Can you just -."

Scott moved his hands back down to her waist. "Is this okay?" he asked. He was caressing her exposed lower back between her bustier and skirt.