Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Don't worry about it Joe, it happens all the time," Jen assured him, adjusting the towel across his eyes so he had no chance of seeing. "We're almost done."

Jen moved to the end of the bed and worked on his feet again. She used reflexology techniques and really dug in hard. She hoped the rough handling would "cure his problem" and make his erection go down. But if anything he got even harder. She knew Mike's feet were an erogenous zone for him. She could always get Mike rock hard by lightly tickling the bottom of his feet. She sighed, realizing Joe must be the same way, just like his brother.

Joe's hard penis was seriously tenting the sheet. It was embarrassing for both Jen and Joe. Jen couldn't help noticing Joe's size. He wasn't super big like Scott and certainly not Tony-Tony. But still he was impressive, noticeably bigger than Mike. This was an area where Joe was NOT like his brother.

"Um, should we stop now?" Jen asked feeling embarrassed for both herself and Joe. "I just have your legs left."

"... I guess go ahead and finish," Joe said. He was embarrassed by his erection - mortified even - but he was enjoying having Jen's hands on him, he didn't want to stop.

"Okay," Jen said. She moved the sheet off Joe's legs, blushing as she doubled the sheet over his erection. The extra weight didn't faze his erection as the tent remained.

Jen moved back to the end of the bed and worked on his legs, starting with his calves. Again she admired his lean muscular runner's legs.

As she rubbed up and down Joe's calves, digging her thumbs in, Joe subtly shifted, opening his legs a little. That was another trick male clients did. Jen knew some girls from the St. Regis took the bait, venturing a little higher than they should up the client's thighs and brushing across his private parts. That always got a big tip! Jen had never done that one.

It surprised her Joe was using these tricks. But then he was a guy, and she knew he had always kinda had a crush on her. She'd played it up too, flirting with him, so she couldn't blame him.

She started working on his thighs. Her face was pointed right at his erection. She tried to avert her eyes.

Fuck it. She checked the towel covering his eyes to make sure he couldn't see. Then she took a long look at his erection. She couldn't see details because of the sheet, but it was pretty clear he had a nice one. She felt herself getting moist. She couldn't help it, she was a girl, he was a guy, and Joe had a nice body. And she hadn't gotten laid in a long time. Okay, just a few days, but a lot had happened during that time and she was going out of her mind horny.

She kept her fingers well short of the sheet, not coming close to Joe's privates. Still, as she leaned forward to rub up his thighs, her face came within inches of his erection. Her face felt hot.

Joe was getting into it too. He was breathing hard, his chest heaving up and down.

Jen was nearing the end of the massage. She had no intention of doing anything naughty. He was her brother-in-law after all. But in her horny state, with this impressive manhood just inches from her mouth, she couldn't resist, she did something flirty.

Rather than rubbing with the flats of her fingers and palms, she ran her fingernails up Joe's thighs. Joe moaned and his penis twitched under the sheet. Jen knew she should stop, but she couldn't help herself, she was too much of a flirt. She ran her nails from Joe's outer thighs to his inner thighs, right around his knees.

Then Jen applied a little outward pressure so Joe opened his legs a little more. She paused for a moment, lightly digging her nails into his inner thighs at his knees, her eyes on the tent formed by Joe's erection. Joe held his breath, feeling exposed before his sister-in-law (even though his erection was completely covered by the sheet).

At this point Jen wasn't thinking. Her eyes still locked on the tent, Jen slowly - slowly - ran her pink, manicured nails lightly up Joe's inner thighs towards his erection.

Jen stopped just as her fingers touched the sheet. But it didn't matter, Joe was too far gone. Suddenly he groaned and his body lurched as he came, the sheet getting all wet with his ejaculation.

"Oh god!" Jen cried coming to her senses. She pulled her hands away and turned the other way, averting her eyes. She felt mortified realizing what she'd done. "I'm sorry!"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Joe said feeling just as embarrassed. He pulled the sheet around him and scrambled off the bed, standing as far away from Jen as possible while still being in the same room.

"Um, sometimes that happens," Jen said. It was a lie, that'd never happened to her. But then, she'd never caressed a client like that before.

"Yeah, sure," Joe said hurriedly, not looking at Jen. Jen wasn't looking at Joe either.

"Um, I guess I'll let you go to sleep," Jen said moving to the door.

"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow, thanks for the massage," Joe sputtered out, hurriedly closing the door behind Jen.

Later in bed, Jen lay still, breathing hard and looking up at the ceiling. She felt horrified by what had happened, but her body tingled with desire. She couldn't help it, she'd already been horny and the massage had only heightened her passion.

She'd caught a glimpse of Joe's penis as he came, his lurch momentarily throwing the sheet off and revealing his manhood. He wasn't too long (maybe 6 inches) but thicker than normal. Being with Frankie she'd developed an appreciation of girth over length. And Joe's shaft appeared to be heavily veined, menacing looking, something that always turned her on.

But Joe was Mike's brother! She'd always been close to him. Not so much a brother-sister relationship, more like platonic friends. Although that was how she'd started with Frankie, platonic. Then ...

"Stop!" she told herself. The game was over and this was Joe!

She wanted to pull out her toys and play with herself. God she needed fucked! But she was afraid of where her fantasies might take her with the image of Joe's impressive manhood still fresh in her mind. God she hoped Mike would come home this weekend! She rolled to her side and drifted off into a restless sleep.

Jen left for work early the next morning, not wanting to face Joe. She called Joe's parents at their hotel and invited them to dinner. After hanging up, Jen started thinking it might be better if Joe moved to his parent's hotel.

"How's the Ring?" Jen asked Mike later on the phone.

"It's fixable," Mike said. "But it's going to take a lot of work. The Memphis data flows are huge, we're having to rewrite a lot of the code. I'll probably have to work through the weekend."

"Can't Steve handle it?" Jen said trying to keep the desperation out of her voice. She needed Mike home, she needed fucked!

"He's managing the data interface team, I'm working on the core algorithms," Mike explained. "The entire team is working 24/7."

Jen sighed, resigning herself to no sex this weekend. It was hard. For weeks she'd gotten fucked constantly by Frankie and his beautiful, super thick penis. She'd never gotten that much constant sex in her entire life. Her body had gotten used to that and it'd ramped up her already high sex drive.

Now, suddenly, nothing. It was like her body was going through withdraws.

"I'm thinking it might be better if Joe stayed at your parents' hotel."

"Why?" Mike asked a frown in his voice.

"Um, I thought Joe would be more comfortable being close to your parents," Jen said.

"Mom and dad will probably go home soon, you know how dad is, he hates being away from home," Mike said. "I'd feel a lot better if Joe's at our place with you. Is he a lot of work?"

"No, Joe's no trouble," Jen said. Forcing a smile into her voice she said "Of course Joe can stay at our place baby, he can stay as long as he wants."

After hanging up with Jen, Mike was tempted to hack into Sapphire. But no, he decided to stick with his plan.

At that moment, Sapphire's Liberty routines (the government's surveillance software inside Sapphire) were spying on American citizens, tracking, recording and analyzing their movements and activity on the Internet. Liberty's data was used by DHS, FBI, CIA and NSA to identify potential terrorist groups operating within the United States.

Unbeknownst to the government, the condition-based routine Mike embedded into Sapphire flickered to life. The routine was rigged to activate if it detected illegal spying by Sapphire. The routine activated and silently worked in the background, performing the tasks Mike had programmed months ago back in Paris when Jen was with Alex.

Jen left work early and went to the grocery market. When she got home she was relieved to see Mike's mom and dad already there. Willow was there too. Jen wasn't ready to be alone with Joe, and she was a terrible cook. She was glad to have mom and Willow there to help with dinner.

In fact, mom and dad spent most of their time fussing over Joe. That left Jen and Willow alone in the kitchen.

"Joe told me about the massage last night," Willow said with an amused smile. Jen flushed red and the gypsy woman laughed good-naturedly. "Don't worry, it happens sometimes when a pretty young girl massages a man."

"It's happened to you?" Jen asked.

"Well, I'm not young anymore, and I was never as pretty as you," Willow said. "But years ago, yes. Don't be embarrassed. Just remember, you're helping Joe."

"Do you think he has a chance?" Jen asked concerned.

"Quality is what matters, not quantity," Willow said with a mysterious smile. "We'll all die someday. What matters is not when Joe dies, but the quality of his life until then. That's my purpose with Joe, to help enrich his life. That's what you want too, isn't it Jen?"

Willow gave Joe his massages the rest of the week. On Saturday Jen went shopping with Mike's mom. "Dr. Calgary is hopeful about Joe's holistic therapy," mom said brightly while they had a coffee at Starbucks. "I trust him, I feel like Joe has a chance no matter what the tests say."

"That's so good mom!" Jen gushed squeezing her mother-in-law's hand.

Suddenly mom broke out into tears. "What's wrong?" Jen said worriedly.

"I'm sorry," mom said wiping the tears with her hand. "It's just ... even if Joe beats this, all the treatments, they've hurt him."

"What do you mean?" Jen asked.

"All the chemotherapy," mom said looking heart-stricken. "Joe's sterile. He can never have children."

The next week Willow was away. She asked Jen to handle Joe's massage therapy.

Jen agreed, although she was nervous about it. Joe was nervous too. He masturbated three times that day, hoping to quench his passion and avoid getting a boner during the massage.

Jen and Joe had an awkward dinner. Neither of them talked about the upcoming massage, in fact they hadn't talked much at all since the other night. Jen eagerly agreed when Joe offered his cannabis pipe, she could definitely use a hit to take the edge off.