Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

At that moment her iPhone buzzed. It was a text from Willow: "I have an appointment tonight, can you do Joe's massage treatment?"

Jen hesitated before answering. She'd mostly avoided Joe the last few days, since the hand job. But how could she say no? She texted Willow back, "Sure, I'll take care of him."

Jen brought home Chinese food for dinner. "Hey you," she said to Joe as she unpacked the white boxes.

"Smells good," he said.

"Healthy too, steamed tofu and vegetables, and white rice," Jen said. The foods were all on Joe's "healthy diet" list Dr. Calgary had given her.

They didn't talk as they ate, an awkward silence between them. Joe seemed just as uncomfortable as Jen after the other night.

Jen didn't like the awkwardness. She liked Joe. He was her brother-in-law, and more than that, her friend. And he didn't have much time left.

"I'm doing your massage treatment tonight," Jen said finally breaking the silence. "Willow's busy."

"Maybe that's not a good idea," Joe said with a frown. "I've been thinking I should move to a hotel. Or maybe go with mom and dad when they go home."

"Don't do that Joe," Jen said concerned. "Mike wants you here."

"He wouldn't if he knew what happened the other night," Joe said with a humorless laugh.

Jen looked at Joe, thinking. After a few moments she made a decision. She said "You don't know that."

"What do you mean?"

"Mike and I... we're swingers," Jen said. She saw the shock on Joe's face, and the million questions. She didn't want to get into it, so she said "It's kind of complicated. The point is, I can do what I want with who I want, and Mike is okay with it."

"Wow," Joe said shocked. "So when you were with that guy, Frankie -."

"Mike and I were never separated," Jen explained. "It was just part of our... our lifestyle."

"Wow," Joe repeated, the amazement written all over his face.

Jen squeezed his hand. "The point is, I'm pretty sure Mike would be okay with what happened the other night."

"Seriously?" Joe said skeptically. He suddenly looked concerned. "You're not going to tell him, are you?"

"I have to tell him Joe, when he gets home," Jen said. She squeezed his hand again. "Don't worry, it'll be okay, I know how to handle him."

Then she grinned and playfully punched him in the arm. "So let's go mister, time for your massage."

As before, Jen wore yoga pants and a loose t-shirt. When she went into his room Joe was face down on the bed, the sheet covering him from his shoulders to ankles. She knew he was naked underneath.

She started with his neck and shoulders and worked down his body. As usual she worked on him for 30 minutes while he was face down, but it all seemed a prelude to when he turned over onto his back. The tension in the room seemed to increase the closer they got to that mid-way point in his treatment.

Finally she pulled the sheet up, making it a privacy screen. "Okay Joe, turn over," she said softly.

Joe turned over and Jen covered him with the sheet. Jen looked down at his mid-section. He was hard again. His erection tented the sheet. There was a small wet spot from his precum.

Jen broke her eyes away from his crotch. She looked at his face. He was looking at her.

She got a towel to cover her face. But he stopped her. "Not this time, okay?" he said.

"Okay," Jen said. They locked eyes. Jen smiled at him and affectionately brushed his hair with her hand. "Oh Joe..." she said feeling sad. He was dying!

"It's okay Jen," he said.

Jen nodded. But it was like someone else controlling her body. She pulled the sheet off his chest. She ran her fingertips along his well-defined biceps and pecs, his hard abs. "Your body's really nice Joe," she said admiringly.

Then she started to weep. He DID have a nice body. On the outside. Inside, the cancer was killing him.

"It's okay Jen, I've made my peace with it," Joe said, brushing the tears from his sister-in-law's cheeks. "Can you do something for me Jen? Can you take off your top?"

Wiping away the tears, Jen nodded. She crossed her arms and then pulled the t-shirt off. Then she reached behind and unsnapped her bra. She let the bra fall off her arms, joining the t-shirt on the floor.

Joe's breath caught as he stared at his sister-in-law's naked, perfect breasts. "You're so perfect," he gushed.

"Don't tell Mike," Jen said, feeling Joe's eyes eating her up. She never understood it. Her breasts were so small, nothing like Allie's, yet guys always feasted on them.

"I won't," Joe said, tearing his eyes off Jen's breasts and looking into her eyes. "I promise."

Jen nodded, sealing their secret. She pulled the sheet off Joe completely, eliminating any pretense this was a massage.

Jen swirled her tongue in her mouth. Then she licked her palm, making it wet with her saliva. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and began stroking him, using her spit as lubrication.

"Can I?" Joe said breathing hard, his hand moving towards her chest.

"Yeah, okay," Jen said. With that permission, Joe cupped and kneaded her soft perfectly shaped breasts.

Jen's eyelids got heavy and her breathing deeper as he rolled her nipples between his fingers. "You like that?" he asked seeing her reaction.

"Yeah," she said. "My nipples are really sensitive." But then she realized she'd crossed a line. "Let's keep this about you, okay?" she said giving him a weak smile.

"It's just... it makes me feel good you're turned on too," Joe said, blushing.

His innocence warmed her heart. "I told you Joe, you're really cute, and you have a nice body. You touch really nice. And THIS is really impressive." She smiled and lightly squeezed his thick cock.

He smiled back, clearly pleased by her compliments. He was breathing hard. She knew he was about to cum.

"Jen, can I kiss you?" he said between gasps.

Jen shook her head. "We better not Joe," she said. In her mind, this was still therapy. If they kissed it would become more than that. Then she'd really feel like she was cheating on Mike.

"Can you move closer?" Joe asked.

Not wanting to rebuke him again, Jen took a step closer. Joe wrapped an arm around her and groped her tight dancer's ass. "I've always wanted to do this," he said with an almost apologetic smile.

Jen nodded, giving him permission. What he did next was unexpected. He reached into her yoga pants so now his hand was on the bare skin of her ass cheeks (she was wearing a thong).

"Joe..." she said, but she could tell he was close to cumming so she decided to let him play. She quickened her pace as he groped her ass with one hand and her breasts with the other.

"Ugh god Jen!" he cried as he came, his ejaculation so strong it hit Jen's tits and neck.

"Wow," Jen said afterwards, impressed by the strength of his ejaculation, and they both laughed breaking the tension. Joe pulled his hands away from her looking embarrassed. He covered himself with the sheet. Jen pulled up her yoga pants and wiped her neck and chest with her t-shirt, at the same time covering her breasts.

"I guess I better let you get some sleep," Jen said backing away.

"Yeah," Joe agreed. As Jen was about to close the door he said "Hey Jen?"

"Yes?" she asked looking back at him.

"Thanks," Joe said appreciatively.

Jen gave him a warm smile. Then she left.

"God nothing fits," Allie said disheartened. It was the next day and Jen was helping her with wedding dresses.

They were in a private salon and wedding dresses were all around them. Allie was nude except for a thong and heels as she tried on dress after dress.

"I'm so fat," Allie lamented.

"No you're not!" Jen said with a laugh.

"Yes I am," Allie said, glumly looking at herself in the big 3 way mirror. She looked sideways and then over her shoulder at her ass. "God Darren is going to dumb me, I'm a fat cow."

"You're crazy!" Jen said with another laugh. But Allie HAD gained weight, not just in her tummy but also her hips and behind. Allie didn't work out like Jen, relying instead on her good genes. That strategy wasn't working so well now that she was pregnant.

"I AM fat Jen, look at me," Allie said pinching her hips and ass. "I've still got months to go, what will I look like after I have the baby?"

"Maybe you should exercise a little honey," Jen said gently. "And watch what you eat." Jen knew Allie had the worst diet, burgers and fries were staples. Before it didn't matter, she could eat anything and never gain weight, but again it wasn't working that way anymore now that she was pregnant.

Jen promised herself she would keep exercising and watching her diet when she finally got pregnant. She wanted to keep her tight sexy body. For Mike, but also for herself. Her looks meant a lot to her. She knew it was vain but she couldn't help it. She never wanted to be one of those girls guys said "remember when she used to be hot?"

Trying on wedding dresses took most of the morning. "I don't know why we're doing this," Allie said at one point, frustrated. "I'm getting so big nothing will fit a month from now anyway. Maybe we'll have the wedding after the baby comes."

"Seriously? You want to wait that long to get married?" Jen asked with a frown.

"We've talked about eloping to Vegas to get married," Allie whispered. "My mom would kill me so don't say anything, okay? But then we could have the wedding anytime. You and Mike will come right?"

"Of course we will!" Jen said smiling back. It was a good idea. No bride wanted to be fat and pregnant in her wedding pictures.