Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Joe awoke in the middle of the night. Jen was sound asleep. It was a full moon and it lit up the room, he could see her clearly. He looked at her face. She was so pretty and looked so innocent, like a blonde angel.

His eyes traveled down her body. God she was so sexy! Her petite body was so firm and tight, yet soft in all the right places. He'd lusted after her for years. She was just so sexy and gorgeous! He couldn't believe what they'd done! He'd cum in her mouth! He'd fucked her! He couldn't believe she was lying next to him, completely naked!

But she wasn't naked, not quite. She still wore the stockings and high heels. His eyes traveled down her long slim legs, they were simply amazing, the best he'd ever seen (and he'd looked at a lot of porn over the years).

He had the urge to take off her shoes and stockings, to run his hands over her soft skin. Being careful not to wake her up, he undid the ankle straps and then slid the high heels off her small pretty feet. Then he slowly and carefully rolled the stockings down her legs.

"Mike, what?" Jen said sleepily. Joe looked at her face. Her eyes were closed, she was still asleep. Clearly she thought he was Mike.

"It's okay baby, go to sleep," Joe said, kissing Jen lightly on the lips. He knew Jen and Mike's pet names for each other was "baby."

"I love you baby," Jen said sleepily, rolling towards him. Joe lightly caressed her legs, from her knees to right below her pussy. He caressed around her clit. Then he cupped her tiny breasts, softly rolling her nipples between his fingers.

"Feels good baby," Jen sighed, her eyes still closed. Joe nudged her onto her side and then he spooned her. Still sleeping soundly, Jen automatically pulled his arm to her breasts. Joe correctly assumed this must be how she and Mike slept, their favorite position.

Joe reached down and lightly caressed her ass. Her hips were slim and her ass tight. He knew she'd studied dance, and she certainly had the petite lithe body of an athletic ballerina.

To his surprise he found himself getting hard again. The meds made it hard for him to get an erection. That didn't seem to be a problem when he was with Jen. But then, this was Jen!

Still, three times in one night seemed an impossibility. But he wanted to try. Once he started on the chemo tomorrow getting an erection would be out of the question. He'd be so sick just keeping food down would be an achievement, sex would be the last thing on his mind.

He reached for a condom. Like Jen, he ripped it with his teeth. He tried putting it on but immediately got soft. Without Jen awake and helping him there was no way this was going to work. But he didn't need to use a condom. Jen might be ovulating, but it took 2 to tango. Dr. Calgary had explained more than once the side effects of chemo, and he'd had multiple chemo treatments during his life. He knew he was most likely sterile. That bothered him, but what could he do? Live or procreate. Was there a choice?

He lightly fondled Jen's body until he was hard again. Then he gently moved Jen's leg over his, opening her to him. He reached down and touched her pussy. Not surprisingly she was dry. Joe spit on his hand and rubbed the lubricant between her pussy lips.

Then he took his cock and positioned it at her pussy. He gently pushed, pressing his cockhead between Jen's folds. When his cockhead popped into her pussy he sighed. God she felt so good!

He gently applied more pressure and his shaft slowly penetrated deeper into her pussy. God it felt so much better this way! Without the condom on he could feel her so much better! Her pussy felt so tight and smooth, it was like being inside a silk glove!

Jen stirred and he kissed her cheek. "It's okay baby, just sleep," he said soothingly, pretending to be Mike.

"I love you baby," Jen muttered sleepily.

"I love you too baby," Joe said kissing her again. Joe waited until her breathing became regular again. The wait was almost unbearable, her pussy felt so good! Once he was convinced she was sound asleep, he began moving in and out. He didn't want to wake her up so he moved slow and gentle.

Doggy style was his favorite position, and this was kind of like that, further inflaming his passion. He missed looking into Jen's face (she was so pretty!) but he could fondle her breasts and legs easier this way.

For a moment he wondered if he was taking her against her will. Was he banging her? But no, clearly she'd given herself to him tonight. He knew it was mercy sex, that was why he wanted so much to make her cum, to prove to her that he was a good lover, and he HAD made her cum, twice! So no, this wasn't bang.

But then, why was he being so careful not to wake her up? He knew the answer and it shamed him. He wanted to fuck Jen without a condom. Part of it was the pleasure. He wanted to be inside her with nothing between them. And her pussy did feel soooo good, so much better without a condom.

But it was more than that. He was dying. Yes, he was probably sterile. But if there was a chance he wasn't... Well, every man wanted to leave behind a child, something to mark his time on this earth.

What he was doing shamed him. But Mike was coming home this weekend, no doubt he and Jen would fuck like rabbits. If somehow he did get Jen pregnant, they'd think the baby was his. He wasn't hurting anyone. At least that was what he was telling himself as he bangd Jen.

He hoped to hang on for a few months. Enough time to find out if Jen was pregnant. If she was, then maybe the baby was his. That would give him a little peace and hope as he drew his last breath.

As Joe moved in and out of Jen, he cupped her breasts and rubbed her nipples. Jen moaned and she even started moving with him. Afraid she was walking up, Joe stopped. He again waited until her breathing became steady again. He started up again only after making sure she was sound asleep. This happened again and again, fucking and fondling her, then stopping, then starting up again. He fucked her for almost an hour this way.

The starting and stopping was driving Joe crazy! His balls felt incredibly heavy and tight. He knew when he finally came it would be a monster orgasm.

Finally he reached it, the point of no return. He pushed as deep into Jen as he could go. Then his hips jerked violently as he exploded into her fertile womb, biting his lip to stifle his moans. Somehow Jen didn't wake up, although she moaned as his cock ejaculated and splattered her insides with his seed. He panted as his orgasm finally subsided, the aftershocks shooting more of his seed deep into her.

Finally he slowly pulled out. He looked down, his cock was covered with Jen's juices and his own milky sperm. He must have cum a lot. He looked between her legs, at her pussy. Her lips were swollen, but there was no sign of his semen. He must have cum deep inside her, deep in her fertile womb. He hoped so.

Satiated, Joe spooned Jen again, kissing her shoulder. He put his hand on her flat tummy. He wondered if he'd just impregnated her. He hoped so. "My baby, not Mike's," he whispered. "Mine."

He closed his eyes and prayed to god, asking for forgiveness. But despite his guilt, he still hoped he'd just put a baby in his sister-in-law's tummy.

The sun was just coming up when Jen woke. She found herself in Joe's arms. She gently extracted herself from him. Surprisingly she didn't feel bad about having sex with him, not really. She actually felt worst about sleeping in his arms. If she and Mike were going to play the game again it had to be just sex, no emotional entanglements like before. That meant she couldn't sleep with her lovers.

She was escorting Joe to the hospital that morning, meeting his parents and Willow there. As she got into the shower she felt frustrated and unsatisfied. The sex with Joe had been good. Not freaking incredible like with Frankie or Scott, but good. He'd gotten her off twice, she shouldn't feel so unsatisfied. But she did. Her body ached like she was missing something, kinda like how she felt after Joe ate her out, frustrated and needing fucked and a really good orgasm. She couldn't figure it out, why was she feeling this way?

She remembered a dream last night, of Mike making love to her. God she must really miss him if she was dreaming about sex with him. She couldn't wait until he got home, she was going to attack him!

She'd tell him all about Joe. He'd be upset at first, but she was sure he'd eventually approve of what she'd done, get hot over it too. Then, maybe sometime soon, she'd invite another man to her bed. Maybe it would be barista boy. She'd hold Mike's hand as Joey fucked her.

And maybe... if it turned out Mike couldn't have children... maybe she would give her husband his ultimate fantasy. That was how good a man he was. That was how much she loved him. She'd let another man get her pregnant. But it would be Mike's baby. He promised her that. No matter who fucked her, who got her pregnant, he'd always be there for her and her baby.

Jasmine Kelly was working late at the CNN NYC offices, working on a story. Carl her research assistant approached. "Jasmine, have you seen this?" Carl asked.

"What?" Jasmine asked looking up from her notes.

Carl reached over to Jasmine's Mac and typed truth-will-prevail.com into Safari. A website popped up. At the top was a quote of Thomas Jefferson:

"Truth is great and will prevail if left to herself, that she is the proper and sufficient antagonist to error, and has nothing to fear from the conflict, unless by human interposition disarmed of her natural weapons, free argument and debate"

"What is it?" Jasmine asked looking quizzically at the webpage.

"I don't know," Carl said. "The website appeared out of nowhere. It's getting a lot of buzz though."

Jasmine started reading. Halfway down the page her face went white. "Oh my god..."

"What?" Carl asked. "Do you know what this is about?"

"Holy shit," Jasmine gasped as she read the next page. She abruptly turned to Carl, an almost frantic look on her beautiful face. "There's buzz?" she asked urgently. "Where? Network TV? MSNBC?"

"No, no TV yet, just some blogs," Carl replied, looking questioningly at his boss. What was going on?

"I need to get on the air right now!" she told Carl as she rapidly scanned more of the website and made notes. She looked at the time. It was Anderson Cooper's time slot. "Call Kyle, tell him I need to break into Anderson's time slot!"

"Kyle won't like that," Carl said doubtfully. Kyle was CNN's night editor. He was also flaming and could be a real bitch.

"Just call him!" Jasmine said urgently as she began frantically typing on her Mac, working on what she would say.

A few moments later Carl approached again. "Hey Jasmine," he said.

"Carl I need you to talk to Kyle!" Jasmine yelled.

Carl held out the phone. "It's Kyle," he said.

Jasmine scrambled for the phone. "Kyle I need to get on the air right now!" she demanded.

"Hold on Jaz," Kyle said calmly. "What's going on?"

"You know Sapphire?" Jasmine said frantically. "Not the original one, the new one. The government is using it to spy on US citizens. To track all their internet activity."

"Hold on Jaz," Kyle said frowning. "What proof do you have?"

"I'm looking at the fucking website!" Jasmine explained. She gave Kyle the URL and he quickly brought it up on his browser.

"Holy fucking shit," Kyle gasped as he quickly scrolled through the webpages. He suddenly became as urgent as Jasmine. "When will you be ready to go on?"

"I'm ready now!" Jasmine yelled.

"Then get your fanny over here!" Kyle yelled back.

Jasmine gathered her notes and rushed to the studio. This was big, really big!

She thought of Mike Andrews. She knew he was behind this. She shook her head. "I hope you've covered your tracks Mike," she thought to herself. "Because if they catch you you're going to jail for a long time."