Adultery Life After We by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Back then, I thought I'd lost you," Mike said.

"You never lost me, I was always yours," Jen assured him, hugging him tight. "I'll always be yours."

"I know that now," Mike said. Even when riding Clint back in Vegas, she'd been his. He remembered that morning in Vegas, watching Jen on top, moving up and down on Clint's shaft. He remembered seeing the pleasure on her face as she came on Clint's manhood. But even as Clint made her cum, she'd been his.

Jen looked into Mike face, seeing the extreme excitement there. She ran her hand over his erection, then she took him out. "You're so hard," she said. His penis was small but hard as granite.

Jen lowered her face and took him into her mouth. She sucked him for a few moments, then got up on the sofa. She pulled up her skirt. Mike hurriedly yanked her panties down her long shapely legs. Jen straddled Mike's thighs. Taking his cock in one hand, she lowered himself on him. He penetrated her easily, partly because he was small, but also because she was wet.

She wrapped her arms around Mike's neck and kissed him as she made love to his cock. "You want to know about Damon?" she whispered huskily into his ear. "Yeah, we had sex."

"A lot?" Mike asked excitedly.

"Just a couple times," Jen said shaking her head, her long blonde hair swaying back and forth across his face. She continued slowly moving up and down his cock.

"Was he good?" Mike said, his words coming out like a moan as Jen squeezed her silky smooth pussy around his cock as she rode him up and down.

Jen gave him a "not really" shrug.

"No?" Mike asked.

"He was okay I guess," Jen said unenthusiastically.

"Was there anyone else?" Mike asked excitedly.

"A couple other guys," she said. "They were before you moved back." She hugged him tight as she rocked back and forth. "They didn't mean anything. Just hookups. I was lonely."

"While you were dating Clint?" Mike asked wanting to know the timeline.

"Um, no, before," Jen said.

Mike nodded as he did mental calculations. Damon. Josh, the Penn State football player. The guy from Starbucks (Joey). Her trainer Danny. Hunter and Davis in Vegas. The two nameless guys. Clint of course. Drums too. Ten guys. Jen had been with 10 guys during their breakup.

"Are you okay?" Jen asked. She stopped moving although she made sure to keep him inside her. She seemed to read him mind. "I'm a real slut huh?" she said looking ashamed.

Mike immediately said reassuringly "No baby you're -."

"Stop," Jen said softly, putting a finger to his lips. "I know I'm a slut," she said. She shrugged resignedly. "I am."

"I'll never think of you that way," Mike promised, looking adoringly into her eyes. "You're perfect. My goddess. Never change anything."

Jen smiled, beaming at him. She hugged him close and said "I love being your goddess."

Mike was still rock hard inside her. Knowing what he liked, she whispered sexily into his ear "Want to hear about them?" She giggled when she felt his cock jerk. "I guess you do," she giggled delightedly.

"Was the sex good?" Mike asked excitedly.

"Um, sort of," Jen said honestly, not sounding enthusiastic about her sexual liaisons.

Mike frowned at her unenthusiastic answer. Jen loved sex, that didn't make any sense. And he'd watched her with a few of the guys, she'd clearly enjoyed it. "You looked like you enjoyed it," he said voicing his thoughts.

"Well, yeah, after you moved back," she said. Seeing his questioning look, she grinned and said "I like your fantasies." She teased "I like keeping you around my finger."

"You do huh?" Mike said laughing. He rolled Jen onto her back, so she lay on the sofa. His cock fell out during the maneuver (he was too small to stay inside while turning her over), but he quickly mounted her again. He fucked her long and slow, using what he learned with Tara and Jasmine to keep from cumming and hit her pleasure spots.

Jen's breathing quickened as Mike worked on her. He was definitely a better lover now, she regularly came through their intercourse. She didn't like thinking about HOW he got better, or WHO he got better with. "You belong to me right?" she asked clutching his arms, her insecurities coming to the surface even as her orgasm neared.

"Yeah," Mike said, breathing hard as his own climax approached.

"Always?" Jen said her words coming out like a moan. "You'll always be mine, right?"

"Always," Mike assured her. He leaned down and kissed her. Jen wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and their lips never parted as they both came.

They were snuggling in bed when Jen's iPhone buzzed with a new text message. She looked at the screen.

"Who is it?" he asked.

"George, one of Clint's friends," she said dismissively. She tossed the phone aside and snuggled back into Mike's arms.

"What does he want?"

"I think he wants to hook up," Jen said with a laugh. "He heard Clint and I broke up."

"Doesn't he know you're back with me?" Mike asked.

"Of course he knows," Jen said. She laughed again. "I don't think he cares about husbands or boyfriends."

"He hit on you when you were dating Clint?"

"Yeah," Jen said.

"He's still hitting on you?" Mike asked.

Jen shrugged, holding Mike tight. She felt like she knew where this was going.

Despite just cumming Mike felt himself hardening. "Are you going to see him?"

"Of course not," Jen said immediately.

Mike was silent for long moments. He finally said "I'd be okay with it if you want to see him."

Jen didn't respond immediately. Then she said "Baby I don't think that's a good idea."

"You said you liked my fantasies."

"Mike baby, no," Jen said softly. "Not after everything."

"It wasn't because of the game," Mike pressed. "It was Sapphire and the government."

Jen looked doubtful. "No Mike," she said.

"Think about when we played with Jamie and Alec," Mike said. "That worked."

"You got really upset," Jen reminded him.

"Only sometimes," Mike said. "You know that's part of the thrill for me."

"I think I've had enough thrilling adventures," Jen said with a laugh. She gave him a crooked grin. "Don't you worry mister, I can give you a lot of thrills and it doesn't need to involve other men."

Mike grinned back. "You think so huh?"

"Oh I know so," Jen said confidently, getting on top of him and kissing him. With a wicked smile she said "Think how hot I got you in Vegas."

"What about Hunter and Davis?" Mike reminded her. Both men fucked her during their game playing in Vegas.

"Yeah but ... what I mean is, if we do play with another man, it doesn't have to hurt you," Jen said, rubbing Mike's chest.

"You said you liked my fantasies," he reminded her, grinning. "Anyway, that's part of it for me." He shrugged. "I guess that's the difference between hot wife and cuckold fantasies."

"Oh god, can you stop?" Jen said with a laugh. She always found her husband's intricate categorizations of wife-related fantasies both disturbing and hilarious.

"At least I'm not into poly," Mike deadpanned.

"Stop!" Jen said with another laugh, punching his arm.

"We can make rules this time," he suggested.

"Mike stop," Jen implored in a more serious voice. She curled back into his arms. "I'm not ready for that," she told him, kissing his chest.

"Okay," Mike said, giving in. "But maybe someday?"

Jen didn't respond. Mike repeated "Maybe someday?"

Jen was silent for long moments. Finally, she kissed his chest and whispered "Maybe someday."

~~~~ The End ~~~~