Adultery Life After We by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Jen felt even worse for Maggie. The young girl reminded her of herself.

She squeezed Maggie's hand. "You're not still seeing Frankie are you?"

"God no," Maggie said as if shocked Jen would even ask. "Not after I saw him hit you, after calling you all those names."

Jen looked relieved. She squeezed Maggie's hand again. "I don't want you to drop out of college Maggie," she said. "I can hire you as an intern. Would you like that?"

"Really?" Maggie gasped, hope in her eyes. "A paid intern job?"

"Yes, we'll pay you," Jen said with a laugh.

Tears of relief and gratitude flowed down Maggie's cute face and she hugged her new boss. "Oh god, thank you Jen!" she gushed.

Despite the ache in her cheek, Jen felt good. She helped Maggie. Frankie was out of her life. She had a wonderful baby girl who she adored. She finally had a tattoo!

She went shopping for low rise skinny jeans, to show off her tattoo. That made her feel good too, she loved to shop for clothes.

Maybe her life was turning around. She was even coming to peace about Mike. The anger she'd felt seeing him with Jasmine Kelly was gone. Maybe this was how it was meant to be, Mike with someone else, she with someone else.

She reflected on her life. When she met Mike back in college, she was a mess, almost a dropout (like Maggie). He'd helped her, turned her life around. She knew without him she never would have done so well in advertising. Without Mike she might not even be alive.

So she owed him a lot. And she would probably love him forever, in some way. But maybe she was his stepping stone to Jasmine Kelly. And he was her stepping stone to - who? Clint? She didn't know. But to someone else.

Maybe someday, after time healed their wounds, she and Mike could have a relationship again, be friends. Because despite everything, she had a lot of feelings for him, she considered him a great friend. She also admired him, in her eyes he was a hero, a quiet, modest hero.

She needed to move on from Mike, as he'd moved on from her. Maybe Clint was the man for her. He wanted a deeper relationship, and she'd been holding him off. Maybe it was time to give their relationship a chance.

The next time she saw Clint, Jen smiled and said "I've got a surprise."

"What's that?" Clint asked smiling back.

Jen held up her left hand. Keri's ring was on her ring finger. Jen leaned into him. "I'd like to go steady with you," she said smiling into his eyes.

Clint beamed into her eyes. He pulled Jen into his arms and kissed her. "I want to go steady with you too," he said, and then he kissed her again.

They went back to the loft apartment and made love. Even though Clint was handsome and had a great body, she couldn't cum. She resisted thinking about Mike. That would push her over the edge for sure, but Mike was in her past now. She didn't want to ever think about those Mike fantasies again.

But she knew Clint was a proud man, an alpha guy. It would hurt him if he didn't make her cum. So she faked it. She was good at it, he never suspected anything.

After their sex, Jen lay awake while Clint slept next to her. She imagined a life with him, as his wife. It would be a comfortable life. Clint was a good, trustworthy man. He would never intentionally hurt her. He would take good care of her and Anna.

Jen thought of Mike. Their love for each other had been boundless. It'd been a giddy, exuberant, intense love. They'd been inseparable, always holding hands, their heads always together, always sharing sweet nothings. Their love was so intense they couldn't stand to be away from each other, not a day, not an hour, not even a minute. She'd had flings with other men, but her heart had always belong to Mike, always. Even their game had been a testament of their love. For her, being with other men confirmed how wonderful Mike was. For him, seeing her with other men increased his passion and love of her.

But maybe their youthful love wasn't something that could last a lifetime. Maybe what she had with Clint - the steady support, companionship, security - maybe that was real love, grown-up love.

As Jen drifted off to slept, she considered her blessings. She had Anna. A good man loved her. She had her health and a good job. "Maybe this is what life is about," she thought. "Maybe this is as good life gets."

Jen was late to work the next day as she fought through the rush hour commute to first drop off Anna at day care, and then rush to the office. When she got to work she found a crowd outside her office. There was a lot of excited gossiping and whispering going on.

Allie hurriedly approach. "Jen ...," she said taking Jen's arm and pulling her aside.

"What's going on?" Jen asked, looking at Allie and then the crowd, and then back again.

"It's Mike," Allie said looking worriedly at Jen. "He's in your office."