Cheating and Rivals Pt. 38-39

Mike walked over to Allie. "Thanks for being here," he said.

"Always fun in Andrewsville," Allie said. She wore that same smart-alecky grin. Then she got serious and whispered, "Hey, we should kiss goodbye."

"What?"

"We need to kiss, so Nadine sees," Allie whispered. "She saw you staring at Jen." Seeing Mike's deer-in-the-headlights look, Allie grinned and said "Don't worry bubbleboy, I'll handle it."

Allie leaned in and pressed her soft sexy lips against Mike's. She was an expert at kissing of course, just like Jen. It was only a moment. There wasn't any tongue. But it certainly was way more than a friendly goodbye kiss. Nadine saw it.

And so did Jen.

Duncan and Nadine left first. Then Allie. Frank rode in his limo with Hugh and Lou. Mike and Jen got in an uber.

Mike was still excited about the audition. "You were so incredible Jen!" he gushed. "I want you to take the part. I called Apple. They offered me a job. It's a lot of money and I can work remote, here in New York."

Jen was already excited about the part. And now she was getting caught up in Mike's excitement too. "See how Duncan didn't mention my hair?" she said happily. "The wig worked."

Mike ran his fingers through Jen's long lush blonde hair. "I'll be okay if you have to cut and dye your hair," he said. It was the last thing he wanted but he wasn't going to let his blonde hair fetish interfere with her dreams.

"I don't want to Mike," Jen said. Jen might be okay with cutting it but not dying her hair. She was a blonde. It was a big part of herself. But most of all she wanted to stay blonde for Mike. She knew it was important to him.

And, she was a blonde. Allie wasn't.

"How will we handle it with Duncan and everyone else?" Mike asked.

Jen looked thoughtful. "I don't know," she said. "I'll ask Frank." Seeing Mike's frown, she squeezed his hand and said "They're his friends Mike. It's only right we ask him."

Mike knew Jen was right. Revealing their marriage to Frank's Broadway friends affected Frank, not them. But he hated that Jen deferred to Frank so much. Although, it turned him on too. Also ...

"So you're saying we might have to keep it secret?" Mike said. Keep their marriage secret. An image of Jen on Frank's arm at the opening appeared in his head. While he stood like a third wheel off to the side. Everyone knowing his wife was with another man. It disturbed him. But like everything in their game he was conflicted. "Is that what you're saying?" he said.

Mike felt bitter but his cock was hard as a rock. It was of his favorite games, pretending they weren't married. This time it was more dangerous because their paying was closer to their real lives. But the danger made it more exciting. Delicious. Intoxicating.

"No baby," Jen said immediately, seeing the agitation and distress in his face. "I'll take care of it. I promise." She tenderly stroked his face. "Okay?" she said gently, looking into his eyes.

"Okay," Mike said. They were approaching Frank's building. They didn't have much time left to be alone. "So you had adult fun in the dressing room? Frank told me," Mike said. He grinned. "Both Frank and Lou?"

"God my nympho switch's so on," Jen said with a laugh. The laugh carried both embarrassment and amazement at herself.

Mike smiled and tenderly stroked her beautiful face. "I love you this way," he said.

"Just when I'm a slut?" Jen asked with a grin back.

"Always," Mike assured her. "And you're my goddess."

Jen knew she was a slut, not a goddess. Frank said she was a slut and he was right. Already that evening she'd gone down on Mike and fucked Frank and Lou. And she wasn't nearly satisfied. Especially after the excitement of the successful audition. She was like a guy. She wanted to celebrate by fucking all night long.

Jen didn't say any of this to her husband because she knew it would upset him. He was sweet to always think the best of her. But sooner or later he had to accept her true nature, just like she'd accepted his.

Jen had something she wanted to talk about anyway. "So you and Allie are getting along," she said. She was bothered by the "kiss" but she kept her voice light and nonchalant to make it sound like she didn't care.

Mike was too distracted by his lusts to notice anyway. "Yeah she's okay," he said, not interested in talking about Allie. He put his hand on Jen's toned flat stomach. "Tell me what happened in the dressing room," he said. There was a lot of excitement in his voice.

Jen studied her husband. It was clear he wasn't interested in Allie. All he cared about was her. Good.

She said, "They didn't cum inside me. Lou wore a condom. Frank came in my mouth."

"So you thought about it?" he asked excitedly.

"Of course I thought about it," Jen said with a playful "duh!" laugh. "You know I stopped taking the pill." It wasn't a lie because she didn't say she wasn't using birth control. But Jen knew she dodged a bullet because she didn't have a sponge in during the sex with Frank and Lou. She knew she had to be more careful in the future.

Mike caught his breath. He was barely able to maintain control. As if trying to hide his immense excitement, he joked "Did you take breath mints?"

"I brushed my teeth," Jen said with a giggle. She gave him a knowing smile and said "You wish I hadn't right? You love that." She was referring to those times when she kissed Mike after a guy came in her mouth. And when she made Mike ... do things (like with Mal).

"Only when you make me," Mike admitted with a sheepish grin.

"Really?" Jen said, her eyes wide with delight.

"Yeah," Mike said, the sheepish smile still on his face.

Jen's breath caught. She felt herself getting wet. She threw her arms around Mike and kissed him. "God we're so perfect for each other!" she gushed excitedly.

Their make out session was cut short as they arrived at Frank's building. Jen stroked Mike's hard-on over his pants. "Do you want me to take care of this?" she whispered, gently squeezing his erection. The uber driver was looking back at them in the mirror but she didn't care.

"I'm okay," Mike said. He needed his lust as a shield to get through tonight. Jen understood. She took her hand off his crotch, not wanting him to cum by accident.

Her thoughts again flashed to Allie kissing Mike. It bothered her but she understood what Allie had done. Like her, Allie had noticed Nadine noticing. Still ...

Jen reached into her purse for her wedding and engagement rings. She put them on. She saw the surprise in Mike's face. "I love you Mike," she told him, looking into his eyes. She squeezed his hand over hers so he felt her rings on her wedding ring finger. "This is our real life."

There was a knock on the window. It was Frank. He opened the door and helped Jen step out. Jen looked back at Mike and smiled. Then she took Frank's offered arm and walked with him to the building.

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"What's the story with Mike and Allie?" Nadine asked Duncan as they rode home.

"I don't know, I just met them tonight," Duncan said absentmindedly. He didn't care about Mike or Allie, or Frank for that matter. He only cared about Jenny. She'll make a perfect Wendla!

"Hmmmm," Nadine said thoughtfully.

"What? I assume Mike's with Allie," Duncan guessed.

"I don't think Mike's with Allie," Nadine said. "And I'm certain he's madly in love with Jenny."

"Well, too bad for Mike then," Duncan said. "Pretty clear Jenny's crazy about Frank. Frank feels the same way about Jenny. I think he loves her."

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Inside his Central Park penthouse, Frank led Jen directly to his bed. There were no polite hellos or small talk. No offers of tequila or scotch. None of that.

Frank was annoyed at Mike insisting that Jen ride over with him. Maybe it was a little thing. But little things mattered. He was going to teach Mike a lesson.

Mike sat in a chair as he watched Frank pull his wife into his arms and kiss her. Jen didn't resist but he didn't give her a choice either. It was clear Frank was in control. And Jen was giving him control.

Frank pulled down the zipper of Jen's dress. He pulled the dress off her shoulders and it fell to the floor around her high heeled feet. Mike had an intake of breath. He hadn't seen his wife in stockings and high heels for a long time. And tonight she was wearing a garter belt too. God she looked so amazing!

But Mike's pleasure was short lived. Frank threw Jen onto the bed and pulled off her legwear - garter belt, stockings and high heels. He took off her bra and panties too, leaving her completely naked. (Frank noted though, that Jen was wearing one of the panties he gave her. Without being asked. He smiled at that, clearly pleased.)

Frank kissed and caressed Jen's erogenous zones. Her neck and wrists, behind her knees, her ankles and feet. He purposely avoided her breasts and pussy. Jen was soon panting and writhing on the bed under Frank's lips and fingers.

Then Frank turned his attention to Jen's breasts, especially her nipples. He expertly played with her nipple rings. Twisting and tugging. Licking. Biting.

It didn't take long. Jen was soon arching her back and curling her toes, groaning as an orgasm hit. Frank turned Jen slightly so Mike had a good view of her face as she came. He gave Mike a smug grin, as if saying "That's what Jenny looks like when she cums."

Frank snuggled with Jen as she recovered from her orgasm. He kissed her lips and whispered into her ear "Was that good?"

"God yeah," Jen said with a giggle, awe in her voice. For not the first time, she wondered to herself, "where the fuck did he learn to do that?"

Frank kissed her again and Jen kissed him back. She snuggled into his arms, her beautiful long leg over his.

Jen's back was to Mike. She didn't look at him or say anything to him. It was like she forgot he was there. For some reason Mike looked at his wife's foot. Her foot was inside the leg of Frank's pants (he was still completely dressed except for his suit jacket and tie). As they snuggled, she was caressing his ankle with her pretty manicured toes. The sight of that familiar intimacy made Mike's gut ache.

Frank turned Jen on her stomach. He moved down to her sexy ass. He worked his magic, licking and fingering down her crack and over her asshole. Despite cumming just moments ago, Jen responded quickly. Soon she was whimpering and clawing at the sheets. Then her orgasm hit. But an ass orgasm differed from a clit, g-spot or nipple orgasm. It was like a slow wave instead of a bolt of lightning. Jen slowly arched her back and groaned a long soulful moan. The orgasm cascaded through her body, starting at her ass and them slowly trickling in all directions through her body. Jen whimpered as the orgasm peaked, her body quivering as the orgasm finally subsided, like a lazy wave rolling off the beach and returning to the ocean.

"God, god, god," Jen panted as Frank pulled her back into his muscular arms. "What are you doing to me?"

Frank didn't answer. Two orgasms and he hadn't even touched her pussy yet. Frank smiled at Mike. He was learning. Frank pleasured Jenny better than Mike. It wasn't even close.

Frank undressed, then flipped Jen onto her back and got on top of her. He slowly impaled her on his cock. There was no mention of a condom. Like in the dressing room, Jen grunted as Frank's thick cock stretched her. No matter how much they fucked he always seemed too big. She loved it!

Frank knew Jen preferred doggy. She was a slut after all. She wanted to be used and there was no better position for that. But Frank wanted missionary. Another lesson for Mike.

Frank pulled Jen's hands above her head. Jen was used to it now so she kept her hands there, he didn't have to hold her. Frank looked into Jen's eyes and kissed her as he moved in and out. It wasn't frantic fucking. He took his time, caressing her body as he slowly long stroked her.

Frank wasn't fucking Jenny. He was making love to her. THEY were making love. And he wanted Mike to see that. Their intimacy. Their closeness. Yes, Frank dominated Jenny. But it was more than that. They were into each other. They had a relationship.

Mike knew Frank was inside his wife bareback. He began to panic. Clearly Jen and Frank had feelings for each other. Jen told him that, and their lovemaking confirmed it. What if Frank impregnated Jen? Would they ever get Frank out of their lives? Out of Jen's life?

Dark emotions flooded Mike. He knew he should say something. He should pull Frank off Jen. Do something! But he couldn't move. It was like an out of body experience. He was paralyzed as he watched Frank fuck his wife bareback. Frozen as he watched his rival get closer and closer to cumming and shooting his baby making seed into his wife's unprotected womb.

Frank adjusted his angle and rotated his hips, searching for Jenny's g-spot. Her moan told him he found it. He fucked her faster, hitting both her clit and g-spot with each thrust. He saw it in Jenny's face and felt it in her body. She was cumming again. Jenny went over the edge a moment later. With her hands still above her head, Mike had no doubt. His wife came on her lover's cock.

With Jenny moaning and arching her back in the throes of orgasm, Frank allowed himself to cum. He felt pleasure flood his body. He dug his toes into the mattress and pushed deep into Jenny, his sperm exploding from his cock and flooding her womb.

Frank was about to pump a second time into Jenny when, to his surprise, she slid under him so his cock fell out of her pussy. "What?" he sputtered in surprise. Jenny immediately reached between their bodies and wrapped her hands around his cock. She quickly stroked him so his orgasm wasn't ruined. Sperm shot from his cock onto her stomach and tits. Frank always came a lot, so by the time he was done her upper body was wet from his juices.

Frank collapsed onto Jenny, panting after his orgasm. Mike stood up. He wasn't sure where he was going. His head was spinning. He felt like he couldn't breathe. He needed to move. Go somewhere. Anywhere.

Underneath Frank, Jen sensed movement. She looked over at Mike. He looked really bothered now. Sullen and distressed. Bad hurt.

"Mike wait," Jen said reaching out to him. She was still buried under Frank's big muscular body.

"Let him go, this is my night," Frank said irritably. Wanting to appear reasonable, he added "You'll see him tomorrow."

Thinking fast, Jen whispered "I um, I need to talk to Mike about my tattoo."

"What?"

"My tattoo. You want me to remove it," Jen reminded him. "I need to talk to Mike."

Frank shrugged. He reluctantly rolled off Jen. Jen got off the bed. She was naked and covered with Frank's spunk. Not having anything else to wear, she put on Frank's shirt. Then she walked Mike out of the bedroom.

"You let him cum in you," Mike hissed as soon as they were out of earshot of Frank.

"Just a little," Jen said looking worriedly at Mike. "I'm sorry, he made me cum, I forgot."

"You forgot?" Mike said incredulously. "You promised to be careful!"

"Mike I was careful," Jen said rubbing his arm. "Frank only came a little in me."

"Little is all it takes!" Mike said angrily.

"Mike don't be mad at me," Jen said desperately, worry in her blue eyes. Her hands were on his chest, nervously playing with the buttons of his shirt. "We're doing this together. You promised!"

Mike forced himself to calm down. "What are we going to do?" he asked. He knew what. They should get a morning after pill. But he knew Jen would never go for that.

"Come here," Jen said taking his hand. She led him to a bathroom. She took off Frank's shirt and unbuckled and unzipped Mike's pants. "I want you to cum inside me," she said. "Just in case." She took out his cock. Jen had never felt him so hard.

"It won't matter," Mike protested.

"It might," Jen said, taking his cock and guiding him into her. Despite his protests Mike didn't resist. There was no talk of putting on a condom.

They kissed as they made love. Mike came after only a few moments but it was one of the best orgasms of his life. "God god god," he panted after cumming.

Jen got on her knees. She lovingly cleaned Mike with her lips and tongue, being gentle because he was always really sensitive after cumming.

Watching her, Mike said "Frank made you cum 3 times." He didn't finish the thought but they both knew. He didn't cum close to making her cum. Not with his small, thin dick. Not when he can't last beyond just a few thrusts.

Mike added "You came hard on his cock."

"This will always be my favorite one," Jen said truthfully, affectionately kissing the head of her husband's cock. Her thoughts flashed to when she did the same thing to Frank in the dressing room earlier that night. She didn't tell that to Mike of course.

Jen put Mike's soft penis back in his pants. She stood back up and put Frank's shirt back on. She looked into his eyes and caressed his face. Then she hugged him. "You'll always be my favorite one," she said.

The married couple hugged each other for long moments. Then Jen said "I'm sure I'm okay. I'm not ovulating until next weekend."

Mike touched the shirt she was wearing. Frank's shirt. He said "But if you're not -."

"If I'm not you just came in me a lot more than Frank," Jen said. It was true. It was such a powerful orgasm for Mike he shot a bigger than normal load into his wife.

Mike frowned. "But Jen -."

He was about to say he was infertile. But Jen cut him off, saying "You're not Mike. You're not." She tenderly kissed his lips. "If I'm pregnant you're the father. Just like Anna. Right?"

Mike nodded. "That's right," he said without any doubt in his voice. "What about Frank?"

Jen put a finger to his lips. "We won't tell him," she said. "He doesn't matter. If I'm pregnant it's yours. All my babies are yours Mike." She kissed him again. Then she said "You better go."

"Yeah, okay," Mike said. They hugged. Jen felt his erection - Mike was already hard again!

After Mike left, Jen smiled. Frank was giving her the best most amazing sex of her life. He was pushing her boundaries. And there was Spring Awakening and Broadway. Frank Tower was making her life so exciting!

And she was making the game really good for Mike. She was making his ultimate fantasy come true. So the game was working for both of them.

Yes, Frank came inside her. Mike too. But it didn't matter. She was protected, because she'd put in a sponge after the audition (after the sex with Frank and Lou, when she was getting ready for dinner).

The whole charade was silly. Jen half assumed Mike knew the truth and was just role playing along with her. But maybe not. Another man getting her pregnant was his ultimate cuckold fantasy. Maybe he was blinded by the excitement.

Jen thought back to earlier tonight. Yes, Allie was hot. She and Mike might kiss a little. But Allie wasn't blonde. She didn't have Jen's "barely legal" youthful looks (which Mike loved). And, most of all, no one knew better than Jen how to drive her husband crazy with cuckold lust.

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Mike's head was still reeling as the taxi arrived at the loft apartment. Jen was off the pill. Frank came inside her. A girl was most fertile while ovulating and a few days before. Jen was outside that window but just barely. Jen and Frank might have conceived a baby tonight. The thought made Mike shiver.

Mike noticed a text from Jen. It was from earlier tonight. His eyes went wide when he opened it. A selfie of Jen, in the dancewear from the audition. She looked freshly fucked, and her leotard and tights were ripped at her crotch. The message said "I'll be there soon baby."

Mike knew it was from the dressing room, when Frank and Lou fucked her. He was breathing hard. He couldn't take his eyes off the picture.