Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Drums shrugged back. He had hoped to keep it amicable, but whatever. "We need to talk about Jen and the baby," he said.

"Fuck you," Mike snapped glaring at Drums.

Drums glared back at Mike. "You know it's my baby right?"

"I know you betrayed me!" Mike hissed. "You went behind my back, took advantage of Jen!"

"Are you seriously giving me that shit?" Drums said sarcastically. "YOU hook me and Jen together. YOU get us to date, YOU get us to live together. You think it's a game Mike? Well it's not. I love her Mike, and she loves me."

"No she doesn't. You were just there, that's all," Mike protested, repeating what Jen had told him.

"You think so?" Drums said mockingly. "After you got arrested, you know how long it took before we got back together? Like, the next week when I got back into town. We were living together Mike. Not just fucking, living together. We slept together. All this while you were in jail. Does that sound like I was just there? Dude, open your eyes. I fucking knocked her up."

"You asshole!" Mike yelled and with all his strength he slugged Drums across the jaw.

The violent blow knocked Drums from his chair. He staggered getting up, holding onto the back of his chair. The bartender and bouncer moved towards them but Drums waved them off. "We're cool guys, we're cool," he said with a forced smile.

Mike looked ready to fight but Drums calmly sat back in his chair. "I'm not fighting you Mike," he said. "I promised Jen I wouldn't." He looked Mike up and down. He knew he could tear Mike apart, especially after losing all the weight in jail.

"Stay away from her," Mike growled.

"Maybe you should let Jen decide that," Drums said. "Maybe you should think about what's best for her. I watch the news. You got no money, no job. How are you going to support her and the baby? And it's my baby Mike, not yours. I'm not going away."

Mike winched at Drums's words. He'd put his finger on what worried him. A lot of his self-worth came from his job, his ability to take care of Jen. Maybe he wasn't the best looking, wasn't the best lover, but he'd always been a good provider, able to give Jen anything she wanted. But that was over, teachers didn't make much money.

Sensing Mike's vulnerability, Drums said "Jen loves me. Think about it. That's why she let me get her pregnant. She wants to start a new life with me. But she feels like she owes you, that's the only reason she's still with you. Is that what you want? Her pity? Be a man Mike and let her go."

Mike felt heartbroken and confused as he left the bar. He didn't believe Drums, but ...

Jen said all the right things when they were together. But how could she have gotten together with Drums when he was in jail, fucked him, lived with him? How could she have allowed herself to get pregnant? Sure, accidents happen. But he was in jail for god's sake! How could she let all that happen?!

And there was something else. As far as he could tell, Jen hadn't done anything to get him out of jail. She was a marketing whiz, she couldn't do something to put pressure on the government to let him go? Instead of helping him, she'd been fucking Drums, living with him, getting pregnant with his baby!

Jen went home early to be with Mike. She was worried about him. He was anxious and distracted all the time, he was having trouble sleeping. He seemed disconnected, not just from her but everyone; he avoided seeing his parents and friends. She'd researched post-traumatic disorder, she was afraid Dr. Sloan was right and Mike was suffering from it.

Mike wasn't there when she got home. She distractedly flipped through the mail. One envelope caught her attention. The return address said Father Preston. She remembered he'd been Joe's priest.

She opened the envelope. Her eyes grew wide as she read the letter.

"Dear Jennifer,

Before Joe died he confessed his sins to me. I feel I must share his confession with you. Joe told me about your evening of indiscretion with him. I am not judging you, what you did is between you and God. But there is something you do not know. While you slept, Joe had intercourse with you. Joe did not use a condom, so he may be the father of your child. I thought you had a right to know this.

Go in peace,

Father Preston"

Jen sat back in the sofa, her mind reeling. That night she had dreamt about having sex. But it hadn't been a dream. Joe had had sex with her. He's cum inside her!

Jen knew of course what Joe had done. He'd tried to get her pregnant on purpose, to leave a legacy after his death.

She put her head in her hands. Joe had probably been sterile from all the chemo, but no one knew for sure. Now she didn't know who the father of her baby was. God this was so fucked up. She was a fuck up.

She heard motion at the door, it was Mike. She hurriedly hid the letter and envelope in her bag. She needed more time to process this before even thinking about telling Mike.

"Hi baby," Jen said melting into him. She hugged him tight. He hugged her back, but it was more like the hug of a friend saying hello. She felt he was hard. That was a good thing, that she still turned him on, even though he still hadn't made love to her since being released.

She sat Mike down and got him a glass of Highland Park scotch with one big ice cube. "Are you hungry? I bought food for dinner," she said giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Yeah, sure," he said listlessly.

Jen heard the lifelessness in his voice, he seemed so distant. She forced a smile and kissed him again, then went into the kitchen to make dinner.

From the sofa Mike watched as Jen moved in the kitchen. He loved watching her. Her every movement was so graceful, like a ballerina.

She wore a stretch top and a skirt. The skirt ended above her knees. She wore nylons and flats. He wondered if the nylons were thigh highs or pantyhose.

Since meeting her back in college, he'd wondered that a million times. Is Jen wearing stockings or pantyhose? Of course he could find out, he could feel her thigh or pull up her skirt, he had that right. But often he liked wondering about it, putting off finding out, it was like a game.

She had such amazing legs. They were so long and slim, so athletic and shapely. He could look at her legs forever.

He looked her body up and down. The baby bump was apparent in her stretch top. Seeing it made him heartsick. But it made him so hard too. He despised himself, but he couldn't help having the dark lustful feelings. It was the ultimate cuckold fantasy. She'd cheated on him with a much better lover. Allowed her lover to get her pregnant. Did she love Drums? It made him heartsick and lustful both at the same time.

He walked to the kitchen, moving behind her. He kissed the back of her neck feeling her hair over his face. He loved her long blonde hair. It was so lush and silky and it always smelled so good, a mix of her perfume and vanilla strawberry scents of her shampoo.

Jen turned and smiled at him. Mike looked at her pretty face. He could look at her face forever, she was so beautiful, so young and innocent.

"I'm not that hungry," he said. "Can we sit and talk?"

"Of course," Jen said turning off the stove.

"Can I asked you something?" she gently asked after they were sitting down. "What did they do to you?"

Mike was silent for a long time. "It's hard to talk about," he finally said. "I don't like thinking about it."

"Okay, I understand," Jen hurriedly said, talking and squeezing his hands. "Don't think about it anymore baby, I'm sorry," she said stroking his bad leg.

They were silent for a long time. Finally Mike said "I need to know more what happened, between you and Drums."

"I told you, he was just there," Jen said immediately.

"Don't lie to me," Mike said pleadingly.

Jen looked into her husband's face. She saw hurt and pain, but excitement and lust too. "Are we playing the game Mike?" she asked gently.

"... I don't know," he said, both uncertainty and urgency in his voice. "I just need to know. Why Drums?"

"I guess ... I don't know," she said unsure. "I was scared Mike. We'd spent a lot of time together. I guess there were still feelings there. It made it easier being with him."