Adultery Life After We by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Mike so wanted to stroke her pussy. He sensed she was his if he wanted. God he wanted to fuck her!

But he couldn't get out of his head that she was playing the game. Now though, Clint was her man. After all, she was wearing his ring on her wedding ring finger, they were practically engaged. He was just the temporary fuck buddy. Mike didn't want that. He knew where that ended. It ended with Jen with Clint, and he with his heart broken.

Jen waited, not moving, silently inviting Mike to take her. But he didn't do anything. Finally Jen stepped away, feeling foolish. Yes, she could tease him to distraction, she knew all his buttons. But he was too good a guy, he wouldn't cheat on Jasmine.

The next day Mike thought about Vegas. What was the point of going? He understood the script now. He'd dick with Jen, she'd dick with him. They'd both get hot. Probably he could fuck her if he wanted (he didn't have to worry about Jasmine anymore, and it seemed like Jen could do anything she wanted with her open relationship with Clint). But why go there? There was no long term benefit. Clint was her man now, not him.

As the day wore on Mike went back and forth about Vegas. He remembered their last time in Vegas, how Jen and others strutted around completely nude at Caesars's Venus pool. And then the show she and Allie put on for him. Why not go and enjoy it? If Jen was really serious about Clint, this might be his last chance for something like this with her.

He thought more about it. "If I'm really going to do this ..." He got on his computer and hacked into the Venetian reservation system. The entire group was booked into rooms all clustered together in the same block.

Mike changed his and Jen's rooms. He moved them away from the rest of the group, and made them side-by-side rooms with a connecting door.

Later that day there was a knock at the door. Mike was alone in the loft apartment. Jen's older sister Emma had picked up Anna the day before, she was taking care of the baby during the Vegas off-site. Mike opened the door. It was Jasmine.

"Hi," Mike said surprised. She'd never visited him at the loft apartment before, probably because it was Jen's home turf.

"Can I come in?" Jasmine asked.

"Yeah, of course," Mike said, moving to the side to let her in.

She was carrying a small box. "You left these in my apartment," she said handing him the box. She walked around the loft apartment, looking at the high ceilings and exposed brick walls. She abruptly asked "So are you and Jen back together?"

"She's with someone else," Mike told her.

Jasmine shook her head and laughed. It wasn't a kind laugh. "God Mike you and Jen are so fucked up." She shook her head again and said bitterly, "So I guess I was the rebound girlfriend, right?"

Mike didn't know how to respond. He finally said "I'm sorry I hurt you."

"Don't flatter yourself, you don't mean enough to hurt me," Jasmine said dismissively. "I just want to know where you think this is going to end."

"What?" Mike said not understanding.

"You and Jen, where do you think it'll end?" Jasmine asked bitterly. "I'm a reporter, I want to know how the story ends."

"Jas ..." Mike said with a grimace. "Do we have to do this?"

"She's with Clint, that lawyer who looks like Clint Eastwood," Jasmine said having done her homework. "You don't really think you stand a chance, do you? He's rich, handsome, powerful. The San Francisco Magazine rated him one of the top bachelors in Silicon Valley."

"What's your point?" Mike asked irritably.

"You're an idiot, that's my point," Jasmine said scornfully. "You had everything. The Apple Code Master job. Powerful people wanting to be your friend. A million dollar advance on a book. Me. And you throw it all away for a slut who had another man's baby. Real smart Mike."

"Jasmine I want you to leave," Mike growled, barely holding back his anger.

"Whatever," Jasmine said, looking contemptuously at Mike. "Deidre will call you. In two weeks we'll make a joint statement. A mutual breakup, friends forever, bullshit like that. Until then you don't say anything to anyone. You at least owe me that."

"Fine, okay," Mike said, wanting Jasmine gone.

"You know what's really sad Mike?" she said, emotion finally coming to the surface and making her voice crack. "She doesn't love you, she loves Clint." She looked down, barely holding back tears. "I never had a chance with you, did I?"

"Jasmine ..." Mike said. He hugged her consolingly.

Just then the door opened. It was Jen, home from work. "Oh," she said seeing Mike hugging Jasmine. "I'm sorry, I'll come back," she said stepping away and closing the door.

"No, I'm leaving," Jasmine said to Jen. She gave Mike a long look, then she hurriedly left, squeezing by Jen at the door.

Jen watched Jasmine go. Then she stepped in and closed the door. "Sorry I interrupted ..."

"That's okay," Mike said.

They were silent for long moments. Finally Jen said "Looked intense."

"Yeah," Mike said, still reeling from the conversation with Jasmine. He felt so terrible, such an asshole. "After all she did for me ..." he thought to himself.

"She's not happy you're going to Vegas without her?" Jen asked.

"She's not happy about a lot of things," Mike said with a shrug.

Jen nodded. "Love sucks sometimes, huh?"

"Yeah."

Jen sat down. "I resented Jasmine you know," she said. "When you were in jail."

"What?" Mike said sitting across from her.

"You always were my hero, coming to my rescue," Jen said, looking sad as she remembered. "You were in trouble, I wanted to be your hero. But Jasmine saved you, not me. Then ... I made it all worse."

Mike didn't say anything. There was nothing to say, because everything Jen said was the truth.

After long moments, Mike got up and said "I think I'll go to bed." Trying to ease the tension he smiled and joked "Not sure how much sleep I'll get in Vegas." They were leaving the next morning.

"Yeah, okay," Jen said standing up too. She looked sad, regretful. Mike wished he could say something to make her feel better. He wished he could've said something to make Jasmine feel better. But for both girls, no words came to him.

It took Jen a long time to fall asleep. For the millionth - kazillionth time - she thought about all the mistakes she made while Mike was in jail. She also thought about the conversation between Mike and Jasmine she interrupted. She sensed something was up. What was going on between them?

The next morning Mike and Jen shared a cab to the airport. They didn't talk much, the seriousness and melancholy of the night before carrying over.

Most of the people going to Vegas (including Mike and Jen) flew on the same plane. Jen flew in first class with the other partners and senior management, like Scott. Mike flew in coach. He didn't mind, the flight was free (Jen's firm was paying for everything) and he had an entire row to himself. He took advantage of the room by sitting in the middle of a 3 seat row.

He was still reeling from the emotional blowback of yesterday with Jasmine. He'd been cruel to her, an ass. But he couldn't do anything about it. Maybe someday he could make it up to her. He doubted it though.

The conversation with Jen had been just as bad. He didn't blame Jen, not anymore. But he sensed there was nothing he could say to make her feel better.

Forcing yesterday from his thoughts, he closed his eyes and thought about his plan for making money. It would have to be carefully done, and he still wasn't sure it was the right thing to do. He thought about talking to Sam. In fact, he would definitely need to talk to his lawyer. But what he really needed was a moral compass, to help him sift through right and wrong. Really, there was only one person in the world he wanted to talk to.

With nothing else to do, Mike took out his iPad. He put in the earphones and began watching a movie.

Just then Jen approached. "Hey you," she said to Mike. "Can we talk a sec?"

"Sure," Mike said, happy to see her. Rather than sitting in the aisle seat, Jen squeezed passed Mike and sat in the window seat.

"I wanted to apologize for yesterday," she told him. "You were going through major drama with Jasmine, and I turned it around about me. I'm sorry, I'm a spoiled brat sometimes."