Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Jen came out a few minutes later. Her hair was wet, she had a towel around her. "Can you go out there, I need to dress," she said.

"Yeah sure," he said moving to get up.

Jen stopped him, sitting down on the bed and putting her hand on his thigh. "I know I'm being a bitch," she said apologizing to him. "I'm sorry, I'm just going crazy."

"It's okay Jen, I understand," Drums said.

"I'm really glad you're here, it's helping," Jen said giving him a weak smile. She leaned over and kissed him.

Drums wanted to fuck her again, but he sensed that would be the wrong move. So instead he wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. "I'm here for you Jen," he said hugging her close.

Jen started crying, her worries about Mike coming back. Drums held her tight and stroked her hair and let her cry herself out.

Jen managed to calm herself. They ate a light dinner. As it started to get dark Drums said "I guess I should be getting home."

"Are you staying at the Bronx apartment?" she asked.

"Yeah."

That was a long way with a bike, even on the subway. "You can stay here if you want," she offered.

"Cool," Drums said grinning.

They watched a movie on Netflix. About half way Drums put his arm around Jen. This time she let him. She looked up at him and he kissed her. Soon they were fucking on the sofa (this time he put on a condom without Jen having to ask).

"You can stay in the guest room, okay?" Jen said, making it clear he was not sleeping with her in the master bedroom.

"Sure" he said smiling, but inside he was disappointed.

Later Drums was in bed, looking up at the ceiling. He wondered again if it was worth being here. Yes, he lusted after Jen, and he was probably in love with her too. But she clearly belonged to Mike, there was no chance of a future with her. He was just wasting his time, and he was just going to get his heart broken again.

In the darkness he heard Jen weeping in her room. She was crying again.

He walked over to her room. He knocked and cracked open the door. "Jen are you okay babe?"

Jen continued to cry. He got into bed with her. She was in a ball, weeping. Drums pulled her into his arms, hugging her tight. That seemed to calm her a little. Jen fell asleep that way, in Frankie's arms.

The next morning, as Jen dressed she tried to focus. She put her troubles into three buckets: Mike, Joe and Memphis. The Joe bucket was serious but to her it paled in importance next to the Mike bucket. She didn't really care about the Memphis bucket at all, but she was professional enough to realize she had to focus on Memphis today.

So that was what she did. She did her best to push the Mike and Joe buckets to the back of her mind and tried to focus solely on Memphis.

"Are you ready?" Johnny asked nervously when she got to work. Her Memphis team was there, as well as many of her partners including Mr. Winters, one of the most senior partners.

"Yes," Jen said.

"Are you sure?" Johnny asked looking uncertain.

"GET THE FUCK AWAY JOHNNY AND LET ME DO MY JOB!" Jen hissed.

Everyone took a step back, shocked. Jen rarely cursed at work, and never in anger.

"You heard her everyone," Mr. Winters said with a slight smile on his face. "Get the fuck away and let Ms. Andrews do her job." Inside he smiled. At that moment he knew they were going to win the Memphis account.

And they DID win the Memphis account. Somehow she was able to push Mike from her thoughts and focus exclusively on Memphis. Everyone agreed she was brilliant. At the end of the day Memphis chose them as their primary advertising firm.

Everyone congratulated Jen like a quarterback leading his team to the winning touchdown in the Superbowl. "We're celebrating, you're coming right?" Allie said enthusiastically.

"I think I'll pass," Jen said. Now that they'd won, the Mike bucket was back at the forefront of her mind.

"Come on Jen, you have to celebrate with us!" Scott said.

"I think we can give Ms. Andrews a rain check this time," Mr. Winters said, giving her a kind, understanding smile. He knew Jen had just saved their firm. He hugged her and said "Well done Jennifer. And thank you."

Jen hugged Johnny. "Sorry I yelled at you."

"Are you kidding?" Johnny said smiling warmly at her. Getting serious he said "Take care Jen. Take tomorrow off if you need it."

Jen felt listless as she rode the subway home. She worried about Mike, they'd been no news for so long, she felt numb. The unknowing was the hardest. If only she knew what was happening, she didn't even know for sure where he was, and the government hadn't even charged him with anything yet. Their official line was "being detained for questioning regarding terrorist activities."

She walked into the loft apartment, dropping her bag. She didn't notice as her iPhone fell out, hitting the floor and breaking the screen.

She didn't want to be home, but she didn't want to be partying with her team either. She didn't want to be around happy people. She didn't want to do anything. She sat down, looking out the window and not really seeing anything.

"How'd it go?" a voice behind her said.

She jumped up, startled. But it was only Frankie.

"Oh hi," she said. "How'd you get in?"

"I borrowed your spare key," he said. "Hope that's okay."

She shrugged. It wasn't okay but she didn't have the energy to call him on it.

"So how'd your big Memphis thing go?" he asked again.

"We won," she said.

"That's great!" he said enthusiastically. He pointed to the kitchen. "I made dinner to celebrate!"

Jen looked at the table. He'd laid out food and plates, even candles. "You're sweet," she said. "How'd you know we'd win?"

"I covered all the bases," Drums said grinning. He pointed to the side table, there were 2 cakes. One cake said "Congrats!" The other said "Maybe Next Time."

Despite her worries, Jen couldn't help laughing.

"So you want to eat?" Drums asked.

She walked over to the cakes. They were really funny. Smiling she swiped at the "Congrats" icing and licked her finger. She suddenly felt the intense pressures of the day easing out of her. She HAD done a really amazing thing, winning Memphis.

She looked at Drums, wearing a lopsided grin. "I guess I'd like to get drunk."

Drums smiled back. "I know just the place."

Drums took Jen to the Cage, an underground club. It was dark and crowded with 20- and 30-somethings, and a couple of local alternative bands were blaring out music in different rooms.

Drums pushed a beer into Jen's hand. Then he held out a pill. It was Ecstasy. "You feel like it tonight?"

Jen looked at the pill. Why not? Johnny said she could take tomorrow off (she was probably higher in the partnership hierarchy than Johnny, but she'd always think of her mentor as her boss). There was a lull with Memphis for a few days until things really got going. She could use a blow-out evening.

"Sure," Jen said talking the pill from him. She swallowed it and washed it down with beer. "You're taking one too right?"

"You bet babe," he said grinning. He popped one into his mouth.

Jen almost immediately felt the euphoria brought on by the sex drug. Ecstasy made everything better, the music, the laugher of people, every touch. She felt more energetic (unlike weed that usually made her feel mellow). She felt happy, the first time since Mike's arrest.

Jen talked and laughed with Frankie, feeling almost normal. Frankie wrapped his arm around her and hooked his thumb into her back pocket, like a boyfriend would do. She let him.

They drank a few beers and soon Jen felt both high and drunk. It felt good to let loose!

Drums leaned in and kissed her. It was dangerous, they were in the middle of Manhattan, she might know someone there. But at that moment she didn't care. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.

They heard a voice "Hey love birds." Both Jen and Drums looked over. It was Mal.

"Hey Mal," Jen said with a drunken, lopsided grin.

Mal could tell Jen was high. Even though Drums had his arm around her (like a boyfriend with his girlfriend), Mal stepped closer and gave Jen a hello kiss on the lips. It was actually more than a hello, the kiss lingered. Jealousy flared in Drums but he didn't say anything. Mal was his friend and the unofficial leader of the Ramones.

"How about a dance?" Mal said grinning lustfully at Jen.

"Sure," Jen said smiling and taking his offered hand. She briefly squeezed Drums' hand as she walked off with his friend.

Drums felt even more jealous but again he didn't do or say anything. He scowled at Mal. Mal was the poster child for "bigger isn't always better." He had a small dick but he always got the prettiest girls, and they always seemed to leave his bed both happy and really satisfied.

It pissed him off though, how he moved in on Jen. Mal knew he had a thing for this girl, friends didn't do that to friends. But then, HE was making moves on Mike's wife, and Mike was supposed to be his friend. Drums shrugged. Whatever.

Mal and Jen swayed to the music, dancing close, his hands on her hips. "Haven't seen you in a while, you look good babe," he said.

"Thanks, you do too," Jen said smiling and looking up into his face. God this man was gorgeous, he looked just like Ben Afflect!

"So you gonna just tease me tonight, like last time?" Mal said running his hand along Jen's bare shoulder. Jen had changed into a clubby outfit, a tight spaghetti strap top, skinny jeans and high heels. Underneath she wore a lacy bra and panties.

"Don't complain, I did more than tease you last time," Jen said with a laugh.

Mal ran his finger across her lips. "A blow job's just an appetizer babe," he said with a lustful grin. "Besides your husband blew me, not you. He's good, I can tell he likes sucking cock."