25-12-2018, 05:06 PM
At the loft apartment, Jen was surprised to find Mike still in bed. He was only half awake as Anna happily bounced on top of him.
"Mommiieeeeee!" Anna delightedly squealed when Jen walked in. The 3 year old leaped into Jen's arms and kissed her. Jen was happy she washed her face.
Jen carried Anna and they sat on the bed next to Mike. He was awake but looked tired. "Hey sleepy head," Jen said as she affectionately ran her fingers through her husband's hair. "You sleeping in?"
"Yeah, I got to sleep late," Mike said. He didn't say anything about seeing Banks last night. Because if he told her about Banks and the 9-11 museum, he would have to tell her about helping Jasmine. He knew that would not be a good thing.
"Oh okay. You're okay?" Jen asked, brushing through his hair again. She assumed he couldn't sleep because what happened last night with the audition and after at Frank's penthouse. She was only partially right. Mike got home late after his meeting with Banks. (He found Maggie asleep on the couch. He apologized and paid extra for being so late.) Mike tossed and turned in bed thinking about all that happened that night - the audition, Banks, Jen and Frank, the pregnancy risk, the QC project.
Mike nodded. "You?" he asked, running his hand down Jen's leg. He gave her an interested inquiring look. Jen understood his unspoken question - did she just have sex with Frank?
Jen glanced at Anna. At the moment she was occupied by Sesame Street on the TV. Jen took the opportunity to lower her lips to Mike's ear. "Yeah, just now," she whispered.
"But ...," Mike said, looking concerned.
Moving to his ear again, Jen whispered "Frank came in my mouth." She looked at her husband, an intrigued smile on her beautiful face. Excitement and lust covered Mike's face. Jen's smile grew wider. "Calm down mister," she said in a playful scolding tone. Her message was clear when she glanced at Anna. They were back to real life, no more games until later.
But there were a couple things that couldn't wait. With Anna still occupied by Elmo, Jen leaned over and gave Mike an open mouth kiss. She twirled her tongue over his. "Can you taste him?" she said, her voice so low only Mike could hear. She grinned seeing Mike about to burst with out of control lust. "Calm down," she told him again. Then she held up her left hand to her husband. "His sperm got on my rings," she whispered.
Mike's eyes grew wide. His breath caught as he saw the dried cum on Jen's wedding and engagement rings. He felt like his head and cock were about to explode.
Jen laughed delightedly. She got out of bed and picked up Anna. "What's so funny mommy?" Annie asked in her little girl voice.
"Nothing honey," Jen said to Anna. She grinned at Mike. "Daddy just needs a little more time in bed. Right honey?"
Jen tossed her bag onto the bed. "Here baby," she said grinning at her husband. Then she carried Anna out to the family room, closing the bedroom door to give Mike some privacy.
Mike urgently unzipped Jen's bag. He found the torn leotard and tights. He pushed down his boxers and wrapped the ruined tights around his rock hard cock. He stroked himself, thinking of Jen going down on Frank earlier that morning, not too long ago. The taste of Frank's cum from kissing Jen was still in Mike's mouth. Within moments Mike came into Jen's ruined tights.
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When Mike came out of the bedroom, Jen was in the kitchen making breakfast. Anna was helping. She was standing on a chair next to Jen, pouring pancake batter into the pan.
Mike saw Jen's rings lying next to the sink. She had washed them. Seeing Mike enter the kitchen, Jen smiled at Mike and picked up the rings to put them on. But Anna stopped her.
"Me do it mommy," Anna said. Anna loved playing with Jen's jewelry, especially her wedding and engagement rings. Somehow the 3-year old sensed their importance to her parent's marriage and commitment to each other. Jen grinned at Mike as Anna took the rings and slid them onto the ring finger of her left hand.
With the short attention span of a 3 year old, Anna bolted to the family room when her favorite Sesame Street character (Elmo) appeared on the screen. Alone for a few moments, Jen grinned at Mike and said "Have fun honey?" She was flipping pancakes with a black plastic spatula.
Mike grinned back at her. Then a thought occurred to him. "Did you shower this morning?" he whispered.
"Um, no," Jen said, suddenly wary. They were having a good morning. Was Mike about to go over the edge about something? "I wanted to get home," she explained.
Mike nodded. He remembered last night. Frank shot his load on Jen's tits and tummy. Mike tugged up Jen's top above her belly button. He looked at her belly ring. His breath caught seeing dried cum caked on the small yet perfect diamonds.
Jen realized what Mike was looking at. Relieved, she pushed her top back down. "Later honey," she whispered.
It was a sunny day and not too cold. So after breakfast they went to Central Park (one of their favorite things to do). Anna insisted on going ice skating. It was her first time and she had a hard time staying on her feet. Jen wasn't much better. She was an elegant dancer and a Supergirl gym rat, but in most other things she was a klutz. Like, any game involving balls; Jen was a disaster. And trying to slide on ice was definitely not one of her talents.
Mike was no Brian Boitano but he was mostly able to stay on his feet on the ice. He was in the middle holding Jen and Anna's hands. It was like a slapstick comedy as Jen and Anna laughed and flailed around with the always serious Mike trying to keep his girls upright and not get hurt. It became a game, with Jen and Anna teaming up to get Mike to fall down. That pushed Mike's worry-wart buttons because he was always concerned about his girls getting hurt. At one point, a frustrated Mike yelled "Will you stop kidding around?!" His exasperation only made Jen and Anna laugh harder.
It warmed up after lunch so they decided to have a picnic. They picked up sandwiches, fruit and water from a vendor and set up under their favorite tree. Mike and Jen called it "our tree" because they always picnicked there. Now of course, Anna called it "our tree" too.
Frank's building was clearly visible in the distance. Mike whispered to Jen, "Do you think about him?" Mike started getting hard as he thought about Jen and Frank.
"No," Jen said. She was helping Anna peel a banana. She whispered "Later Mike."
Back at the loft apartment they put Anna down for her nap. Then Mike pulled Jen into their bedroom. Jen giggled at Mike's desperate urgency.
Mike was all over his wife. They made out a while, then Jen pushed him away. "Wait, wait," she said gasping. "You want to see this?" she said tauntingly, tugging up her blouse and exposing her belly button. "What do you see Mike?" she said with a teasingly sparkle in her eyes.
"Frank's cum on the diamonds," Mike said as he stared at her pierced belly button. He was breathing hard.
"On Frank's diamonds," Jen corrected him.
Mike nodded. Jen pushed Mike down to his knees. "Lick it Mike," she ordered. "Lick Frank's cum off his diamonds." She grabbed his hair and pulled his face into her firm stomach. "Lick me," she ordered again.
With his nose buried in Jen's firm flat tummy, Mike licked the dried cum from the small diamonds. Jen tenderly stroked Mike's hair as he licked her. "That's it baby," she said as she affectionately brushed her fingers through Mike's hair. She kissed the top of his head. "That's it."
They fell on the bed with Jen underneath Mike. Mike hurriedly pulled off her jeans, socks and panties. He noticed she was wearing a thong, not one of the panties Frank gave her.
Jen pulled up her top and bra (she was wearing one of Frank's padded bras). Her breasts were covered with splotches of dried cum from last night. She pulled Mike's face to her breasts. "Lick me Mike," she ordered.
Mike licked Frank's dried cum from her breasts, nipples and diamonds of the nipple bars. "Oh you like that don't you cucky boy?" Jen taunted. She moaned and arched her back as Mike worked on her. Unlike Frank, Mike wasn't skilled at playing with the nipple rings. But the rings made her nipples super-sensitive so any licking and fondling felt soooo freaking good!
Jen's eyes blazed with excitement. She loved it when Mike acted like her bottom. When he obeyed her. It got her so hot!
She liked controlling him, just like Frank liked controlling her. But their reasons were different. Frank got off on dominating people; Jen assumed she was just his latest object of desire. A pretty sub-girl to toy with and dominate. They both got off on it. What was the harm?
With Mike it was more complicated. She didn't understand it completely herself. Partly it was Mike's fantasies becoming hers; she knew sub-space and humiliation were a big part of his cuckold desires. But mostly, for her, it was about keeping Mike in a box, all to herself.
Mike was her bubble boy. All hers. She liked him that way. It made her feel secure. Somewhere along the way that got sexualized into getting hot when she made Mike do things for her. Things he didn't want. Because if Mike did something he didn't want, that meant he loved her. The more she pushed and he gave in, that meant the more he loved her, the more he proved he would never leave her. It was fucked up, but a lot of sexual fantasies were fucked up. Like wanting another man to impregnate your wife. It worked for both of them. So what was the harm?
Getting into their game - into Mike's head - Jen said "It's only right you lick off Frank's cum Mike." She was stroking his hair as he licked her breasts and nipples. "It's your fault. You made me stop taking the pill. I had to make him pull out. Or else I'd be pregnant with Frank's baby. So now you have to lick it off me."
Mike's body shuddered at Jen's words. He lifted off her breasts. "He fucked you this morning?" he asked.
"Yes. Before he came in my mouth."
"Did he use a condom?"
"Frank doesn't use condoms."
"But his pre-cum ...," Mike said worriedly.
"Yeah," Jen said, nodding. She understood his worry. Pre-cum was enough to get a girl pregnant. Of course Mike didn't know about the sponge.
Jen reached between their bodies and guided Mike's cock towards her pussy. "You better cum inside me again. Just in case."
"Yeah, okay," Mike said. His eyes rolled up into his head as he entered Jen's pussy. "Oh god you feel so good," he gushed. Even looser than normal (from fucking Frank and Lou), his wife's pussy still felt like a silky smooth velvet glove.
"Yeah, yeah, good," Jen moaned, panting as Mike moved in and out of her. Mike was small, half the size of men like Frank and Lou (or even smaller maybe). But she still loved fucking him. And she was so hot from their game playing.
"You like the taste of Frank's cum Mike?" she said with a teasing smile, looking up into his eyes as he fucked her. Mike didn't say anything but his cheeks flushed red. Jen giggled. "Just admit it Mike, you like the taste of cum." She was in the mood to be mean; it got them both hot.
Mike's cheeks were red with embarrassment but his dick remained rock hard. If anything it got even harder. "No, it's just ...," he sputtered. "I like knowing you've been with another man," he explained.
"Mommiieeeeee!" Anna delightedly squealed when Jen walked in. The 3 year old leaped into Jen's arms and kissed her. Jen was happy she washed her face.
Jen carried Anna and they sat on the bed next to Mike. He was awake but looked tired. "Hey sleepy head," Jen said as she affectionately ran her fingers through her husband's hair. "You sleeping in?"
"Yeah, I got to sleep late," Mike said. He didn't say anything about seeing Banks last night. Because if he told her about Banks and the 9-11 museum, he would have to tell her about helping Jasmine. He knew that would not be a good thing.
"Oh okay. You're okay?" Jen asked, brushing through his hair again. She assumed he couldn't sleep because what happened last night with the audition and after at Frank's penthouse. She was only partially right. Mike got home late after his meeting with Banks. (He found Maggie asleep on the couch. He apologized and paid extra for being so late.) Mike tossed and turned in bed thinking about all that happened that night - the audition, Banks, Jen and Frank, the pregnancy risk, the QC project.
Mike nodded. "You?" he asked, running his hand down Jen's leg. He gave her an interested inquiring look. Jen understood his unspoken question - did she just have sex with Frank?
Jen glanced at Anna. At the moment she was occupied by Sesame Street on the TV. Jen took the opportunity to lower her lips to Mike's ear. "Yeah, just now," she whispered.
"But ...," Mike said, looking concerned.
Moving to his ear again, Jen whispered "Frank came in my mouth." She looked at her husband, an intrigued smile on her beautiful face. Excitement and lust covered Mike's face. Jen's smile grew wider. "Calm down mister," she said in a playful scolding tone. Her message was clear when she glanced at Anna. They were back to real life, no more games until later.
But there were a couple things that couldn't wait. With Anna still occupied by Elmo, Jen leaned over and gave Mike an open mouth kiss. She twirled her tongue over his. "Can you taste him?" she said, her voice so low only Mike could hear. She grinned seeing Mike about to burst with out of control lust. "Calm down," she told him again. Then she held up her left hand to her husband. "His sperm got on my rings," she whispered.
Mike's eyes grew wide. His breath caught as he saw the dried cum on Jen's wedding and engagement rings. He felt like his head and cock were about to explode.
Jen laughed delightedly. She got out of bed and picked up Anna. "What's so funny mommy?" Annie asked in her little girl voice.
"Nothing honey," Jen said to Anna. She grinned at Mike. "Daddy just needs a little more time in bed. Right honey?"
Jen tossed her bag onto the bed. "Here baby," she said grinning at her husband. Then she carried Anna out to the family room, closing the bedroom door to give Mike some privacy.
Mike urgently unzipped Jen's bag. He found the torn leotard and tights. He pushed down his boxers and wrapped the ruined tights around his rock hard cock. He stroked himself, thinking of Jen going down on Frank earlier that morning, not too long ago. The taste of Frank's cum from kissing Jen was still in Mike's mouth. Within moments Mike came into Jen's ruined tights.
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When Mike came out of the bedroom, Jen was in the kitchen making breakfast. Anna was helping. She was standing on a chair next to Jen, pouring pancake batter into the pan.
Mike saw Jen's rings lying next to the sink. She had washed them. Seeing Mike enter the kitchen, Jen smiled at Mike and picked up the rings to put them on. But Anna stopped her.
"Me do it mommy," Anna said. Anna loved playing with Jen's jewelry, especially her wedding and engagement rings. Somehow the 3-year old sensed their importance to her parent's marriage and commitment to each other. Jen grinned at Mike as Anna took the rings and slid them onto the ring finger of her left hand.
With the short attention span of a 3 year old, Anna bolted to the family room when her favorite Sesame Street character (Elmo) appeared on the screen. Alone for a few moments, Jen grinned at Mike and said "Have fun honey?" She was flipping pancakes with a black plastic spatula.
Mike grinned back at her. Then a thought occurred to him. "Did you shower this morning?" he whispered.
"Um, no," Jen said, suddenly wary. They were having a good morning. Was Mike about to go over the edge about something? "I wanted to get home," she explained.
Mike nodded. He remembered last night. Frank shot his load on Jen's tits and tummy. Mike tugged up Jen's top above her belly button. He looked at her belly ring. His breath caught seeing dried cum caked on the small yet perfect diamonds.
Jen realized what Mike was looking at. Relieved, she pushed her top back down. "Later honey," she whispered.
It was a sunny day and not too cold. So after breakfast they went to Central Park (one of their favorite things to do). Anna insisted on going ice skating. It was her first time and she had a hard time staying on her feet. Jen wasn't much better. She was an elegant dancer and a Supergirl gym rat, but in most other things she was a klutz. Like, any game involving balls; Jen was a disaster. And trying to slide on ice was definitely not one of her talents.
Mike was no Brian Boitano but he was mostly able to stay on his feet on the ice. He was in the middle holding Jen and Anna's hands. It was like a slapstick comedy as Jen and Anna laughed and flailed around with the always serious Mike trying to keep his girls upright and not get hurt. It became a game, with Jen and Anna teaming up to get Mike to fall down. That pushed Mike's worry-wart buttons because he was always concerned about his girls getting hurt. At one point, a frustrated Mike yelled "Will you stop kidding around?!" His exasperation only made Jen and Anna laugh harder.
It warmed up after lunch so they decided to have a picnic. They picked up sandwiches, fruit and water from a vendor and set up under their favorite tree. Mike and Jen called it "our tree" because they always picnicked there. Now of course, Anna called it "our tree" too.
Frank's building was clearly visible in the distance. Mike whispered to Jen, "Do you think about him?" Mike started getting hard as he thought about Jen and Frank.
"No," Jen said. She was helping Anna peel a banana. She whispered "Later Mike."
Back at the loft apartment they put Anna down for her nap. Then Mike pulled Jen into their bedroom. Jen giggled at Mike's desperate urgency.
Mike was all over his wife. They made out a while, then Jen pushed him away. "Wait, wait," she said gasping. "You want to see this?" she said tauntingly, tugging up her blouse and exposing her belly button. "What do you see Mike?" she said with a teasingly sparkle in her eyes.
"Frank's cum on the diamonds," Mike said as he stared at her pierced belly button. He was breathing hard.
"On Frank's diamonds," Jen corrected him.
Mike nodded. Jen pushed Mike down to his knees. "Lick it Mike," she ordered. "Lick Frank's cum off his diamonds." She grabbed his hair and pulled his face into her firm stomach. "Lick me," she ordered again.
With his nose buried in Jen's firm flat tummy, Mike licked the dried cum from the small diamonds. Jen tenderly stroked Mike's hair as he licked her. "That's it baby," she said as she affectionately brushed her fingers through Mike's hair. She kissed the top of his head. "That's it."
They fell on the bed with Jen underneath Mike. Mike hurriedly pulled off her jeans, socks and panties. He noticed she was wearing a thong, not one of the panties Frank gave her.
Jen pulled up her top and bra (she was wearing one of Frank's padded bras). Her breasts were covered with splotches of dried cum from last night. She pulled Mike's face to her breasts. "Lick me Mike," she ordered.
Mike licked Frank's dried cum from her breasts, nipples and diamonds of the nipple bars. "Oh you like that don't you cucky boy?" Jen taunted. She moaned and arched her back as Mike worked on her. Unlike Frank, Mike wasn't skilled at playing with the nipple rings. But the rings made her nipples super-sensitive so any licking and fondling felt soooo freaking good!
Jen's eyes blazed with excitement. She loved it when Mike acted like her bottom. When he obeyed her. It got her so hot!
She liked controlling him, just like Frank liked controlling her. But their reasons were different. Frank got off on dominating people; Jen assumed she was just his latest object of desire. A pretty sub-girl to toy with and dominate. They both got off on it. What was the harm?
With Mike it was more complicated. She didn't understand it completely herself. Partly it was Mike's fantasies becoming hers; she knew sub-space and humiliation were a big part of his cuckold desires. But mostly, for her, it was about keeping Mike in a box, all to herself.
Mike was her bubble boy. All hers. She liked him that way. It made her feel secure. Somewhere along the way that got sexualized into getting hot when she made Mike do things for her. Things he didn't want. Because if Mike did something he didn't want, that meant he loved her. The more she pushed and he gave in, that meant the more he loved her, the more he proved he would never leave her. It was fucked up, but a lot of sexual fantasies were fucked up. Like wanting another man to impregnate your wife. It worked for both of them. So what was the harm?
Getting into their game - into Mike's head - Jen said "It's only right you lick off Frank's cum Mike." She was stroking his hair as he licked her breasts and nipples. "It's your fault. You made me stop taking the pill. I had to make him pull out. Or else I'd be pregnant with Frank's baby. So now you have to lick it off me."
Mike's body shuddered at Jen's words. He lifted off her breasts. "He fucked you this morning?" he asked.
"Yes. Before he came in my mouth."
"Did he use a condom?"
"Frank doesn't use condoms."
"But his pre-cum ...," Mike said worriedly.
"Yeah," Jen said, nodding. She understood his worry. Pre-cum was enough to get a girl pregnant. Of course Mike didn't know about the sponge.
Jen reached between their bodies and guided Mike's cock towards her pussy. "You better cum inside me again. Just in case."
"Yeah, okay," Mike said. His eyes rolled up into his head as he entered Jen's pussy. "Oh god you feel so good," he gushed. Even looser than normal (from fucking Frank and Lou), his wife's pussy still felt like a silky smooth velvet glove.
"Yeah, yeah, good," Jen moaned, panting as Mike moved in and out of her. Mike was small, half the size of men like Frank and Lou (or even smaller maybe). But she still loved fucking him. And she was so hot from their game playing.
"You like the taste of Frank's cum Mike?" she said with a teasing smile, looking up into his eyes as he fucked her. Mike didn't say anything but his cheeks flushed red. Jen giggled. "Just admit it Mike, you like the taste of cum." She was in the mood to be mean; it got them both hot.
Mike's cheeks were red with embarrassment but his dick remained rock hard. If anything it got even harder. "No, it's just ...," he sputtered. "I like knowing you've been with another man," he explained.
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