Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Jen started crying. "Don't yell at me Allie, I can't take it," she sobbed.

"It's okay honey, I won't I promise," Allie said. She walked Jen to the sofa and put her arm around her. "Tell me what's going on."

"It started before Mike went to jail. I had an affair with Frankie --."

"Frankie?" Allie asked.

"That's Drums' real name."

"Oh okay," Allie said. She rubbed Jen's shoulder encouragingly. The news didn't surprise her, she'd heard rumors about Jen hanging out with the Ramones.

"We had an affair," Jen repeated. Then she added "It was more than an affair. You know Mike."

Allie nodded. "That was when you stopped wearing your rings?"

Jen nodded. "Mike was in London working on the Ring, he wanted me to live with Frankie, pretend like we were a couple."

Allie shook her head. It sounded crazy but it didn't surprise her, Mike was so kinky, he always pushed Jen farther and farther. "So what happened?"

"It was all a game," Jen insisted. "It ended at Colin's party, then Mike had to go back to London to fix some bugs in the Ring. Then he got arrested."

"You've started seeing Frankie again?" Allie prompted.

"Allie they took Mike away, I didn't know what to do!" Jen said panicked. She started crying again. "Frankie was there! I was alone, I didn't know what to do! He was there!"

"It's okay honey, it's okay," Allie said soothingly, hugging Jen tight.

Jen cried into Allie's shoulder. Eventually she calmed down, although tears still welled up in her eyes. "I'm pregnant Allie," Jen confessed, sounding scared. "Frankie's the father."

"Oh god Jen," Allie sighed. She'd figured that out by then of course, but hearing Jen admit it was still a shock.

"What am I going to do Allie?" Jen said pleadingly. "When Mike gets out and sees me pregnant ...."

"Are you still seeing Frankie?" Allie asked.

"No I ended it," Jen said immediately.

Well, that was something, Allie thought. She worried about Jen, she could tell her friend was at the breaking point. "You're moving in with me and Darren, I don't want you alone. Come on, let's go to your place and pack."

Later that evening Darren grew angry as Allie told him the story. "She cheated on Mike, after all he's done for her, while he's in jail?" he said his temper flaring.

"Keep your voice down she's in the next room" Allie said looking nervously at the door.

"And now she's pregnant?" Darren said incredulously. "Mike should dump her ass!"

"Don't you dare say that to her, she's already a basket case," Allie warned.

"How can you defend her?" Darren said disbelievingly.

"You don't know Jen," Allie said. "Her father was abusive, her mom never there, all her boyfriends were shits. You don't realize how much she needs Mike, she's falling apart."

"So this is how she shows it, by cheating and getting pregnant?" Darren said sarcastically.

"Jen's always been this way," Allie explained. "You should have seen her in college, before she met Mike. She was a mess. On the outside she looks like she has it together, but inside she's fucked up. You don't know how insecure she is. Men have always taken advantage of her."

Darren shook his head. "I don't get it," he said skeptically. "She's that much a slut, she can't keep her legs together?"

"It's not the sex Darren," Allie said bristling at his harsh words about her best friend. "Not all of it anyway. Jen's had a lot of shit in her life, and now she doesn't know if she'll ever see Mike again. Drums –Frankie -- whatever his name is ... she's holding onto him like a lifeline. Jen got close to Frankie in their stupid game, it makes sense sort of."

"I guess," Darren said skeptically. "It would help if they stopped fucking around."

"They'll never stop playing, no matter what they said," Allie said knowingly. "Mike is good for her, but he's not good for her too. They're both fucked up."

The government wouldn't release Mike, or provide any information. Days turned into more weeks and months. Allie and Darren had their baby, a beautiful boy who they named Darren Jr. Darren Jr. was clearly a mixed baby, but that was no surprised as Allie and Darren were clearly the parents.

Jen got bigger although she never got as big or gained as much weight as Allie. Thankfully, most people assumed Mike was the father, that she'd conceived before he was arrested. Only a few people suspected the truth.

Allie and Darren did their best to support Jen, but they were obviously occupied with their new baby and also busy with wedding plans. Allie kept delaying the wedding hoping to lose the baby weight before the ceremony. Jen kept busy with Memphis; that helped distract her from her worries about Mike.

Jen was in the middle of her second trimester when Frankie called. "Can we meet at your apartment?" he asked. "I think I left some of my stuff there." Jen knew she shouldn't, but in the end she agreed.

"When did you get back to New York?" Jen asked later at the loft apartment. Frankie's solo album was getting a lot of radio time and he was doing gigs up and down the east coast.

"Last night, I have to fly to Boston tomorrow," he said. "Thanks for the marketing help, I'm getting a lot of solo gigs. Artie thinks my single will be a hit."

"Sure," Jen said with a shrug. She hadn't really done much. She'd brainstormed a campaign and then given it to someone on her team to follow through.

Drums looked Jen up and down. She was just as beautiful as ever, although the baby bump was noticeable.

"Any news about Mike?" he asked.

Jen shook her head. She spoke to Sam several times a week. He continued to work hard, and reporters like Jasmine Kelly continued to put pressure on the government, but they refused to provide any updates about Mike. She was starting to wonder if she would ever see him again.

"How do you feel?" he asked looking at the bump.

Jen put her hands on her tummy. "I think I'm over morning sickness," she said. "It wasn't too bad. I get tired faster."

"You look good," he said.

She shrugged. "I'm doing yoga and a prenatal exercise class," she said. She looked away. "It helps to keep me busy."

"Yeah ..." Drums said, looking at her baby bump. "Jen, I'm really sorry about this."

"It's not your fault," she said. Then she laughed, although there was no humor in her eyes. "I mean, it is, but it's my fault too."

He gave her a melancholy smile. "Can I touch it?" he asked.

"Yeah, sure," Jen said.

Drums reached over and put his big hand over her tummy. "Do you think I can feel the baby move?"

"Um, maybe," Jen said. She unbuttoned the lower part of her blouse then she took Frankie's wrist. She guided his hand to the side of her tummy.

"I don't feel anything," he said.

"I guess she isn't moving," Jen said.

"She?"

"Intuition I guess," Jen said with a shrug. "I think of the baby as a girl."

Drums kept his hand on her stomach. He lightly began caressing her. "I'm sorry the way it ended," he said.

Jen shrugged. She didn't make him take his hand away.

"I've missed you Jen," he said. "I --."

Jen put her finger to his lips. "Don't say anything okay?"

She stood up. She unbuttoned the rest of the blouse and let it fall off her shoulders. She unzipped her skirt and it fell to the floor too. Then she reached behind and unsnapped her bra, tossing it next to her blouse and skirt.

Drums pulled her panties down, looking her up and down. Her body looked mostly the same, in other words, really sexy. There was the baby bump of course, and her hips were a little more womanly. But otherwise she was still the same super-hot Jen. She even wore thigh highs and high heels. She was a very sexy pregnant woman!

Drums carried her into the bedroom and gently laid her onto the bed. He quickly undressed and got on top of her. Drums tried to kiss her but she turned her head. "Just fuck me," she said urgently.

Drums nodded. He took her wrists and pinned her arms above her head, knowing she loved that. He used one hand to hold them there. With his other hand he guided his cock to her pussy. She was soaking wet.

Jen groaned as he penetrated her. "God ..." she moaned. Her eyes rolled up into her head as he pushed in inch-by-inch, finally getting balls deep into her.

"Fuck you feel good!" Drums gushed looking into her eyes. Jen nodded but didn't say anything.

He fucked her hard missionary, then he turned her over and fucked her like a horny dog in heat. They fucked without saying anything, the silence only broken by their grunts and moans.

They both came. Afterwards Frankie tried to hold her. She pulled away from his arms. "You should go," she said.

With a shrug, Drums reluctantly got dressed and left. Afterwards Jen curled up into a ball and cried.

They met again the next week, when Drums was back in town. It became a routine, hooking up once or twice a week. Always they fucked in silence. Jen never let him kiss or cuddle her, although he always made her cum on his cock. After they were done she sent him away. Most times she cried after.

Jen was into her third trimester when she got an urgent call from Joe's dad. "It doesn't look good," he said on the verge of tears.

Jen rushed to the hospital. She hugged mom and dad, and Willow too. "Joe's asking for you," dad said.

"Hi Joe," Jen said sitting next to the bed. He looked bad. The cancer was as bad as ever and the chemo had ravished his body.