Adultery Life After We by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"So you're Mike Andrews, we finally meet," Clint said later in the loft apartment, pumping Mike's hand. "I'm Clint."

"It's a pleasure to meet you," Mike said giving him a smile. He noticed how Clint had his other arm possessively around Jen. His message was clear: "I'm a fair man, I'll be polite to you, but make no mistake, this girl belongs to me."

Mike pulled his hand away from Clint's and turned to Jen. "Anna's fine, she's asleep," he assured her.

"I'll just go check," Jen said. She kissed Clint and said "I'll be right back."

Jen went into the nursery and saw the baby was sleeping peacefully. She saw Mike's jacket on the floor. She picked it up to bring to him when she noticed something pink in the pocket. Pink and lacy. She reached in. Her eyes grew wide when she saw it was her panties and stockings from earlier that day. And they were sticky and smelled like sperm.

She instantly understood. Mike had rifled through her laundry and trash to find her worn lingerie, and he'd jerked off cumming all over them. The perv! What had he fantasized about? Her new tat? The shit! He couldn't bring himself to compliment her, yet he jerked off to seeing it.

What else had he fantasized about? Clint fucking her? Leo fucking her? Maybe the shit even fantasized about Frankie fucking her!

Jen suddenly realized her heart was pounding. She looked in the mirror. Her nipples were hard. She felt wet between her legs. God she wanted Clint inside her! She wanted Leo inside her! She wanted fucked!

Without even thinking, she took off her jacket. Her tits stood proudly on her chest, barely covered by the filmy material of her blouse. She put her soiled panties and stockings back in Mike's jacket. She left the nursery, leaving his jacket and hers on the floor.

"Hey baby," she said to Clint, melting into him. She saw both Clint and Mike held glasses of scotch. "Is there any wine left?"

"Sure," Clint said, pouring her a glass.

"Thanks baby," Jen said giving him a kiss. The kiss was brief, but she managed to give him some tongue for a second.

They sat down, Clint and Jen on the sofa, Mike on the chair across from them. Clint had his arm around Jen, holding her tight. Jen leaned into him, pressing her braless tits against his chest. She also casually stroked his thigh.

Clint and Mike seemed to be talking about Liberty-gate but Jen wasn't listening. She thought to herself "Do you see me with my new boyfriend Mike? See how handsome and strong he is? His cock is so beautiful. So long and thick. So much bigger than yours."

"Clint doesn't cum in my panties Mike," Jen thought to herself. "Clint cums inside me. He fucks me and then he cums inside my pussy."

Jen noticed Mike stealing glances at her, at her tits, at her feet (she was still wearing high heels), at her hand casually stroking Clint's thigh.

Clint caressed Jen's long blonde hair. She laid her head on his chest, as if tired. Inside she was thinking "Do you see Clint's arm around me Mike? Like I belong to him? Tonight he'll be inside me. He's going to fuck me so good. He's going to make me cum so hard."

God she was so wet, her pussy was throbbing!

"I guess it's late," Clint said, his arm around Jen, stroking her hair.

"Yeah," Jen murmured into his chest. She desperately wanted Clint to fuck her. But she wanted Mike to watch! Her mind raced trying to think of a way, but she couldn't think of anything.

"I guess I'll get going," Mike said. He was embarrassed as he stood up, as he knew his hard-on was apparent. He noticed Jen glance at him. Embarrassed, he hurriedly grabbed his coat from the nursery. He kissed Anna softly goodbye, and left.

Clint pulled Jen into his arms after Mike left, kissing her deeply. They made out for long minutes, tonguing each other. When he pulled away they both were gasping. "You gave Mike a show," Clint said cupping her breasts. She was practically spilling out of the daring scoop top.

"I thought you like showing me off," Jen joked.

"So you DID give Mike a show?" he asked.

She shrugged. "I guess I wanted to show him what he doesn't have anymore," she said. She quickly added "What belongs to you now."

He nodded, as if weighing her words. Then he abruptly pulled her to the floor, onto her knees. "This is what I want," he said pulling out his cock.

"Okay," Jen said, giving a laugh at Clint's aggressiveness.

"Now," he demanded. He put his hands behind Jen's head and pulled her face to his lap. Jen barely had time to open her lips before he was inside her mouth.

Clint thrust up, shoving his cock into Jen's mouth almost to her throat. Jen gagged and pulled away. "Not so rough honey," she said.

But Clint didn't listen. He grabbed fistfuls of Jen's blonde hair and roughly moved her face up and down on his shaft. She was gagging and saliva was running down her chin and neck, but still Clint wouldn't stop roughly fucking her face.

Jen understood what Clint was doing. She threw him for a loop, telling him Mike was back and was babysitting Anna. He didn't like the fact she teased Mike. More like, Clint didn't like the fact Mike was still important enough to her that she took the effort to tease him.

So now Clint was taking her back. He'd been a good guy about letting her get closure with Mike, but now he was exerting his will over her. He was showing her who she belonged to, who her boyfriend was.

Jen let him. She understood this was important to Clint. She didn't fight back as he practically gagged her on his big cock.

Clint pulled her off his cock and threw her onto the sofa. Like an animal he tore off her clothes. He jerked open her legs. He saw she was soaking wet. He positioned his cock at her pussy. Then he moved lowered, to her little puckered asshole. He considered fucking her ass. That would really prove she was his.

Jen didn't like taking it in the behind. She'd done it only a few times in her life, and had never enjoyed it (except the last time with Scott, but even then she'd only half way enjoyed it). But she felt guilty about thinking so much about Mike. She was with Clint now, he was her boyfriend.

Feeling Clint's cockhead at her asshole, she looked into his eyes and said "You can do anything you want to me."

Her words of submission seemed to ease the emotional tension in the room. Clint smiled and affectionately stroked her pretty face. He moved his cock from her asshole to her pussy. "This is what I want," he said pushing into her. Jen wrapped her arms around his neck and they kissed as he made love to her.

Their love making was furious and intense. Jen was extremely passionate, moving her hips in sync with his thrusts, fucking him back. She fondled and caressed his body as much as he did hers, and desperately kissed and tongued him. She had an intense orgasm on Clint's cock, arching her back and digging her toes into the mattress. Clint came moments later, crying out as pleasure ripped through his body, his cock shooting sperm deep into Jen's body.

Afterwards Jen lay in Clint's arm, both of them panting. "That was incredible!" Clint gushed with an amazed laugh.

"It really was!" Jen said with a laugh back. It was easily the best sex they'd ever had together.

They kissed and hugged. As they held each other, Clint said "You were really into it tonight."

"I'm always into it with you Clint," she said rubbing his arm. "I love sex with you."

"You were more passionate tonight," Clint observed.

"Was I?" Jen said. She shrugged. "I don't know. I told you how I ended it with Frankie."

"You haven't told me details," he pointed out.

"I'd rather not, I don't like thinking about it," Jen said with a grimace. "It was ugly. I guess maybe I'm getting my mojo back."

Clint slowly nodded. He was skeptical but decided not to press it.

"That's kinda what I wanted to talk about," Jen said. "The whole open relationship thing. How does it work? Have you been with anyone?"

Clint nodded. "I have a few friends," he said.

"Fuck buddies?" Jen said with a laugh.

"I guess," he said smiling. Like a lawyer he said "They're friends, we share a common attraction."