Adultery Life After We by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Mike went over to the connecting door. His side was still open, but hers was closed. He tried it. Locked. What was going on?

He put his ear to the door. He heard movement and his suspicions rose.

Mike remembered the shared balcony. He went outside. Her curtain was partly open. The sliding glass door was cracked open too (he must not have shut it completely yesterday when he went out onto her side of the balcony). His suspicions were confirmed by the sounds he heard. Then he looked in and his heart sank.

Jen and Clint were on the bed. They were naked and she was on top, riding his cock. She had her cum face on. Jen moaned as she rode him, a desperate passionate look on her face. She groaned as he cupped her breasts and rolled her nipples, and then her body quivered as she came all over his big cock.

Jen collapsed onto his chest. Clint rolled her onto her back. He slowly stroked in and out. Jen wrapped her arms around his neck, and they kissed as he fucked her. No, he wasn't fucking her. He was making love to her. And Jen was making love to him.

Mike couldn't stand watching anymore. This confirmed all his fears. He was just the "boyfriend" in her game. Clint was her real man, the man she loved, the man she was going to marry as soon as he asked her. Their recent experiences had been thrilling, but they were just a game. She might have a fondness for him because of their past, but that was all it was, a fondness.

Maybe they'd be friends forever. Maybe they might even hook up every few years, play their game. But it'd be just a temporary thrill. Their life as man and wife, as best friends, as soul mates, that life was over.

Surprisingly, Mike wasn't at all aroused by what he'd seen. He suddenly realized a truism of the hotwife/cuckold fantasy. The fantasy revolved around seeing YOUR girl with another man, the risk of losing YOUR girl. It didn't work if the girl wasn't yours.

Mike took a shower and packed. There was an early flight back to New York and he wanted to be on it. He wanted to see Anna. He felt the little girl could help mend his heart. The more he thought about it, the more he desperately wanted to see Anna. At that moment he realized the joy and comfort a child could bring to a person's life.

There was a soft knock at the connecting door. Mike didn't know whether he wanted to open it. Finally he did.

Jen stood there, looking freshly showered and dressed for work. Mike didn't see Clint.

"Clint arrived last night," she whispered. "He called my cell from the airport. You slept through it."

"Okay," Mike said. He could fill in the blanks. Jen moved to her room, she closed her side of the connecting door. She and Clint probably fucked all night long.

Jen saw the suitcase. "You're leaving?"

"Yeah," Mike said. He didn't provide any additional explanation. What more was needed?

Jen nodded. She understood. She actually looked relieved. It would be awkward having Mike around, now that Clint was there.

"Would you mind if I picked up Anna from your sister's?" Mike asked hopefully. "I'll take her back to the loft apartment."

"Yeah, sure," Jen said immediately. That would save her a major hassle of picking up Anna when she got home. Also, it would be good if Anna spent more time with Mike.

"I probably won't stay over at the loft apartment anymore after you get home," he told her. "I'll still watch Anna during the day, until the next semester starts," he quickly added. "But I'll take off when you get home after work." For his well-being, Mike needed to stop playing the game with Jen. To do that he needed to stop sleeping over at the loft apartment.

"Oh," Jen said. She kept her face neutral. "Okay." They were silent a few moments. Then Jen said "Um ... there's a party next weekend. At Belinda's. Can you come? I'd like to talk to you."

"I'm here, you can talk to me now," Mike said with a nervous laugh. He looked behind her. The manila envelope lay on the table. It was open. No doubt Clint had asked her about the divorce papers. Did she want to talk about that, get him to sign?

"Um, I'd rather wait," she said, looking as nervous as Mike. "Can you come to the party?"

"Yeah, sure," Mike said with a shrug. "Whatever" he thought.

Just then Clint emerged from the bathroom. He saw Mike and walked over, looking as confident as ever. They chatted for a few moments, talking about nothing – the weather, the Venetian, the dismal NY Jets.

"I better go," Jen said. She had meetings that morning. She gave Mike an awkward goodbye hug. "I'll see you Mike, take care."

"Yeah, you too," he said. They shared a brief moment, looking into each other's eyes. Then she turned to Clint. She kissed him on the lips and hugged him (a real hug, unlike the one she gave Mike). Then she was gone.

Mike felt awkward standing there alone with Clint. "I've got to get to the airport," he mumbled. He turned to leave.

"Hold on Mike," Clint said. He put his hand on Mike's shoulder. It felt like a steel vise. "We need to talk, man to man."

"What?" Mike said turning back to him, pushing Clint's arm away.

"I have nothing against you," Clint said. "In fact, I support what you did in Liberty-gate. But you need to understand, Jen's with me now. You understand she's going to marry me, right? There's a reason she wears my ring on her finger."

"Why are you telling me this?" Mike said belligerently.

"This is about Anna," Clint said.

"What about Anna?" Mike growled angrily.

"Calm down Mike, we're talking man to man," Clint said demeaningly. "I want you to think about what's good for Anna. She needs a father, a strong family structure. I'm the man in Jen's life. I'm going to be her husband. And I'm going to be Anna's father. It won't be good for her if you're around. It'll just confuse her."

"You're telling me not to see Anna?" Mike said angrily. Clint was bigger and stronger, but Mike was ready to fight.

"I'm trying to do this like adults," Clint said. "The fact is, you can't do anything about it. I've already talked to Frankie, he's agreed to give up parental rights. After our wedding, the first thing I'm doing is adopting Anna. So I'm practically Anna's legal father right now. As her father, I want you to stop seeing her. I hope you respect that. If you don't, I'll go to court and get a restraining order."

Mike took a step back. He felt like he'd just been punched in the gut. Not see Anna anymore? Lose both Jen and Anna?

Clint smiled, knowing he'd won. He said smugly "You need to understand Mike. Jen and Anna, they're my girls now. Jen is mine, and so is Anna. Whatever you had, it's over."