Adultery Life After We by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Mike didn't respond. Jen was a spoiled brat, always wanting things her way. Their game was one sided and he was okay with that. His fantasy was Jen with other men, he didn't want other girls. But she resented this one time? Especially since they weren't even married anymore?

"Fuck you Jen," he thought silently to himself. He didn't need a monster dick to get girls off. Jasmine almost always came on his cock, and so did Gia tonight. He was a good lover, AND a nice guy, AND he was going to figure out a way to make a lot of money again. "So fuck you Jen, go ahead and marry your asshole lawyer if you want," he thought to himself. He crossed his arms angrily and they continued to ride in silence back to the Venetian.

Fortunately they didn't run into anyone at the Venetian. They went up to their connecting rooms. Jen said "I'm going to take a shower" and disappeared into her room.

Mike considered closing his side of the connecting door. But Jen had left her door partially open so he decided to do the same.

He took a shower too. After drying off he put on a clean pair of boxers. His anger and annoyance had cooled. The reality of the situation hit him again. They were playing the game, but they weren't together. Jen was with Clint in a serious relationship. He was just the fungible "boyfriend" in her game.

Mike felt lonely and disheartened. He desperately missed Jen, even though he'd just been with her, even though she was just on the other side of the wall. But he wouldn't go into her room. He had his pride, it wasn't fair she always got her way, she had no right to be angry.

Jen's room was dark, she'd gone to bed. Mike decided to go to bed too, it'd been a long day. He got into bed and turned off the lights. He left the curtains opened though, as he enjoyed looking at the sparkling lights of the Strip.

A few minutes later there was a hesitant knock at the connecting door. "Are you asleep?" Jen whispered.

"I'm awake," Mike said.

"Can I come in?" Jen asked, her voice soft like a little girl's.

"Sure."

Jen came in and sat on the side of Mike's bed. The room was dark, but they could see each other through the light coming in the window.

"I'm sorry," Jen said regretfully, squeezing his hand. "I'm not used to seeing you with another girl. It ... got me confused. I'm sorry I was a bitch."

"That's okay," Mike said, not sure where Jen was going with this.

Jen was wearing a black silk negligee and matching panties. Not as revealing as the pink negligee and g-string, but still showing a lot and hugging her body. She wrapped her arms around herself like she was chilly from the AC. "Can I get under cover with you?" she asked.

"Sure," Mike said holding up the blanket for her. Jen got into bed under the blanket. They lay on their sides, just inches apart, looking at each other's faces.

"That was wild," Jen said. "Did you plan it?"

"No, I didn't know Gia or Hunter before," Mike said honestly. "I just read it was a place couples go to swing."

"So you kinda planned it," Jen said with a knowing smile. "You hoped something like that would happen."

"Well, yeah," Mike said with a laugh back. "You said you wanted to play."

"That's true," Jen said with another laugh.

Curious, Mike asked "Have you done that with Clint? Swapped?"

"In the same room?" Jen answered. "No ... I guess we might someday." After a moment she added "I'm not like you, I don't like seeing my guy with another girl."

Mike frowned at Jen's comment. Did she have to remind him that Clint was her man? More than ever he felt like the "boyfriend" in her game.

Jen didn't notice the change in his mood. With a laugh she said "So much for not cheating on Jasmine."

Mike frowned again, hearing the delight in Jen's voice. "You're real nice," he said reproachfully.

"It's not like Jasmine and I are friends," Jen said with a shrug.

"What about Clint?"

"I told you we have an open relationship," Jen said. Looking into his eyes, she added "Besides Mike, you know I cheat on everyone."

There was an edge in Jen's voice. Mike heard lingering hurt and anger. Clearly she wasn't over him fucking Gia tonight. But at that moment Mike didn't care about Jen's feelings, whether she was upset or not.

He reached over and ran his finger along one of the thin straps of her negligee. "Is this new?" he asked.

"Clint gave it to me," she said.

"Do you always have to talk about Clint?" Mike said angrily. He knew that was such a "boyfriend" thing to say. He imagined Tom saying "Do you always have to talk about Mike, Jen?"

"You asked," Jen said with a shrug.

"I don't throw Jasmine in your face," Mike spat out.

"Oh that's such a lie," Jen said with an incredulous laugh, her laugh laced with hurt and anger.

Mike wrapped his finger in the thin strap and pulled her negligee down, revealing her breasts. He cupped her with his hand.

"You've got a lot of nerve," she snapped, but she didn't stop him.

"You're in my bed," Mike said simply. He pulled the negligee and panties all the way off, leaving her completely nude. Jen didn't help him, but she didn't stop him either. He ran his hands over her incredible body.

"What are you doing?" she said scornfully, but still she didn't stop him.

"What? Worried about Clint? You cheat on everyone," Mike said cruelly. He pulled off his boxers and got on top of her, between her legs.

Jen looked pained at Mike's words, and suddenly tears flowed down her cheeks.

"What?" Mike asked, not understanding. A moment ago they were taunting each other, and now she was crying? Not just a little crying, but major sobbing. It was like she'd gone over an emotional cliff.

He moved to get off her but Jen wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tight. "Make love to me," she pleaded even as tears flowed down her cheeks.

Mike hesitated, looking into her eyes.

"Please," Jen begged. She pulled him down and kissed him.

That snapped something inside both of them. Immediately they were kissing passionately, Mike running his hands all over the incredible body of the sexiest girl he'd ever known. Jen reached between their bodies. She took hold of his hard cock and guided him to her pussy.

Mike pushed in, and just like that, he was inside her. It'd been so long ...

"Oh god," Mike moaned. She felt so good! Her pussy felt the same as always, warm and velvety smooth, tight around him. It was the best pussy he'd ever felt by far!

Mike moved in and out of her. He wanted to use everything he'd learned, he wanted to give her a massive orgasm, he wanted to show her how good a lover he was!

But then to his horror he felt himself cumming! No! No No No! He wanted to prove to Jen he could fuck her as good as Clint, but he'd lasted only a few strokes, he was worse than a high school virgin! It was like he lost all his superpowers with Jen, she was like kryptonite to him!

"I'm sorry," he sputtered out, his limp dick already falling out of her.

"I loved it," Jen said softly, looking into his eyes. She tenderly stroked his cheek with her soft hand. Tears still watered her eyes.

Her words made Mike feel even worse. He felt like she was pitying him. He was sure he was the worse lover she'd ever had.

Mike moved to get off but Jen took hold of his wrist. She rolled to her side, pulling Mike with her so he spooned her. She snuggled back into him, holding his arm tightly around her.

Mike felt Jen sobbing silently. He didn't understand. Why was she crying? He hugged her to him, and that seemed to calm her down. He felt her fall asleep. It took longer, but eventually he fell asleep too.