Cheating and Rivals Pt. 44-47

"Yeah, I know, right?" Jen said smiling. "The doctor says I'm responding well. He thinks two more treatments and it'll be completely gone."

"Frank will like that," Mike said sourly.

Jen turned around. She wrapped her arms around Mike's neck and pulled him to her. With Mike sitting and her standing, she hugged his face into her tummy. "You'll like that," she corrected him. "I will too." After a moment she asked "Tell me what happen last night. I called you."

"Did it hurt?" Mike asked gently touching her lower back. He didn't want to talk about last night. He still felt guilty masturbating to images of Allie.

"It hurt like a bitch," Jen said with a helpless laugh. "It still stings but not so bad." She nudged him with her knee. "So tell me what happened last night." She sat down next to Mike and looked at him.

"It was crazy," Mike said. "We went to a sex party."

Jen gawked at Mike. "You went to a sex party? With Allie?"

Mike nodded. "Darren was there. So were Jim and Stacy," he explained. "They swapped partners. It was supposed to be closure for Darren with Stacy, and get him to feel what Allie feels when he's with another woman."

Jen was silent, processing this. Then she asked "This was part of their counseling?" When Mike nodded yes, she asked "Why were you there?"

"I guess if something went wrong," Mike said. "And they did. Darren got jealous. It got ugly."

Then Jen noticed the bruise on her husband's cheek. It was faint, that's why she didn't notice it before. "Oh my god," she said gently touching his face. She knew what happened immediately. Mike threw himself in front of Allie, to protect her. That was her husband. She was both proud of him, and bothered too. Mike protecting Allie made her jealous.

"So, you're Allie's hero. Did she give you a thank you fuck? Or at least a blowjob?" Jen was grinning to make it sound like a joke but there was an unpleasant edge in her voice.

"No it's just ...," Mike started, and then he laughed at himself.

"What?" Jen asked, the edge still in her voice.

Mike shook his head, like he couldn't believe himself. He said "They were going at it in bed, Darren with Stacy, Jim with Allie. It was wild, all this sex going on. But the whole time I was mostly thinking about what you were doing."

Jen was so relieved! Even in a sex club Mike's thoughts were on her! But she played it cool, not showing her relief, kind of playing hard to get. She gave Mike a sassy smile and said "Just mostly?"

Mike grinned. He didn't tell Jen about what happened later in the cab of course.

Mike moved his hands under Jen's top, cupping her small breasts. She wore a padded bra but when he squeezed he felt the nipple bars.

Jen pulled away. "I smell like smoke," she said with a weak smile. She hated that about casinos. You always came home smelling like a cigarette. "Let me take a quick shower."

Before Mike could say anything she dashed into the bathroom. She locked the door and quickly undressed. She took out the sponge and flushed it down the toilet.

After her shower, Jen found Mike in the bed. "When'd you put Anna down?" she asked.

"Just before you got home," Mike said.

Jen nodded. She knew they had another hour before Anna woke from her nap. She dropped the robe she was wearing and got into bed next to her husband. He was naked too. They hugged. The full body skin-to-skin contact felt good. It helped them reconnect.

Jen felt Mike's erection pressing against her thigh. She reached down under the covers and wrapped her hand around his hard shaft. "You play with yourself last night?" she asked. When he nodded, she asked "Fantasize about Allie's big boobs?" While, like before, she smiled like it was a joke, there was an edge in her voice and anxiety in her eyes.

Mike wasn't a good liar so he didn't try to lie. He laughed and said "They don't suck." Then, quickly changing the subject, he added "I like thinking about you though."

"Oh is that right? Like what?" Jen said teasingly. She was still smiling but now the smile was authentic. She liked it when Mike's thoughts were on her. That's how it should be. She should be the only girl in the world he ever thought about or wanted.

"Tell me what happened in AC," Mike said.

"Tell me first what you've been thinking about," Jen said back. She hadn't yet decided what to tell her husband about Ricky. She wanted to put off that conversation as long as possible.

Mike hesitated. Then with a sheepish smile he said "I like when you do things without asking me."

"I know that," Jen said with a grin. "What have I done lately?"

"Removing your tattoo," Mike said. He gently touched her lower back. "We talked about it but you never asked me."

Jen slowly nodded. She knew he was right; she hadn't asked him. Still, it wasn't like getting a tat; in fact it was the opposite. And he wasn't upset - he was still hard as a rock - so she went with it. "What else?" she asked as she slowly stroked him.

"I like when we're together," Mike said. "The 3 of us."

"When I'm with Frank, and you're watching?" Jen said, the smile still on her face. She was happy he didn't mention their group including Allie. "Like the limo after the happy hour? You hated that."

Mike smiled sheepishly again. He said "It's like what you said about Frank forcing you in the stairs. I hated it and loved it. You might not remember. But after you both came, you looked over at me. You covered yourself up."

Jen did remember. She looked guiltily at her husband. "Sometimes I get so into it, I worry what you think about me," she explained.

"I think you're a goddess," Mike said earnestly.

Jen smiled and pressed her forehead against his chest, like she was embarrassed. After a moment she asked "So what was hot about that?"

"Being a cuckold means you're a third wheel," Mike explained. "It turns me on when you treat me that way."

"I don't do it on purpose," Jen said honestly.

"It happens when you're really into a guy," Mike told her. His message was clear. Jen was really into Frank Tower.

After a moment's hesitation, Jen admitted in a soft voice "I guess so." She kissed him but she didn't need to - Mike wasn't upset. At least not bad upset. She continued stroking him. He was so hard.

"Denial gets me hot too," he added. "Like how I couldn't touch you, or talk to you."

"Mike you hated that," Jen said with an incredulous laugh.

Mike smiled sheepishly again. "As long as we get to reconnect after," he said thinking about the Jen Meter inside him.

"Okay I'll remember that," Jen said with another laugh. Getting serious she said "So Frank's working for you too."

"Yeah he's working for me," Mike conceded. Then he added "As long as he ends eventually."

"He will," Jen assured him, although she was encouraged that Mike said "eventually." She gently added "I don't get why he bothers you so much though. He's so much older. You can't really think I'm going to leave you for him."

Mike frowned at his wife. "So you're saying, you want it to be permanent."

"I'm not saying that," Jen said.

"Then what are you saying?" Mike said back. He was getting agitated.

Jen kissed him. "Calm down baby, we're just talking," she said soothingly. "You know how we talked about the future, when I'll have a couple steady lovers?" Jen said. "It'll be nice if we know them."

"So you want Frank to be permanent," Mike said with exasperation. Why won't she give him a straight answer?! "That sounds like a poly relationship," he said scornfully. Mike wasn't into poly. He could share Jen's body but not her heart. No way. Not acceptable.

Jen kissed him again, trying to keep him from getting angry or upset. "No, not poly," she assured him. She knew all the terms from going on the websites Mike liked. "Poly means love. I only love you."

"Then I don't get it," Mike said. "Why Frank?"

"Because he's exciting," Jen admitted. "He pushes my sub buttons and makes it feel real. You get off on it too honey, you just said so. So say we move to Florida or a beachy place like that. We'll only see Frank a few times a year. Just enough to be exciting without threatening."

"What about when he wants more of your time?" Mike said skeptically.

"I'll tell him no," Jen said firmly. When Mike continued to look skeptical, she said "I don't want hookups and one-night stands. I want a relationship. And Mike honey, you want that too right? Most men aren't interested in that; they want a girl who's wife potential. Frank's perfect. He's almost 60. He's not looking for a wife."

"You say Frank won't be permanent, now you say you want him to be permanent," Mike said frustrated. "Which is it Jen?"

"Mike, baby, when you say permanent, don't you really mean love?" Jen said gently. "Don't you mean seeing him a lot like now? I don't love Frank. And I'll only see him a few times a year."

"He'll be your permanent boyfriend," Mike said with a frown.

"You can call him that if you want," Jen said. She gave him a knowing, teasing grin. "You're the one who likes calling him my boyfriend mister. I call him that only because you do."

Mike felt like he was being manipulated. Out maneuvered. It was always that way with Jen. She used his words against him. She used his fantasies against him.

As if reading his mind, Jen said reasonably "We don't have to decide now. Just something to think about. Maybe I'll have 2 boyfriends. Like with Jamie and Alex. To make it less threatening for you."

"Who?" Mike asked. He felt his tension growing. Jen was talking like it was already decided, by her; they were just working out the details. She was acting like before, when "who and when" were completely up to her and he had no say.

"I don't know," Jen said. "It's just an idea."

"Not Drums," Mike said firmly.

"No," Jen agreed immediately.

"Or Clint," Mike said warily.

"Of course not baby," Jen said gently stroking his cheek.

Mike didn't say anything for long moments. "I talked to Jim," he finally said. "He still wants you. He says I'll love it, being cucked by a cuck."

Jen understood his abrupt change of subject. "You think Jim should be my other boyfriend?" she asked.

"I don't know," Mike said. It wasn't up to him. She had to choose. That's the way his C fantasies worked.

Jen thought about it. She looked at him knowingly and said "You'd love that right? If I liked fucking Jim better than you. Since I do see him as a cuckold. So if he fucked me better, it would drive you crazy right?"

Mike stared at Jen but didn't say anything. He was breathing hard.

"But I'm not attracted to Jim," Jen said honestly. She giggled and said "Whenever we talk about him I picture him wearing girl's panties. So I can't see him as my other boyfriend."

"So you don't respect Jim as a man," Mike said.

"Respect's probably not the right word," Jen said thinking. "I don't know." She kissed Mike and giggled. She joked "I guess I only have room for one cucky in my life."

"Do you respect me as a man?" Mike asked. He was anxiously looking in Jen's eyes.

"You're the smartest, bravest man I know," Jen said immediately.

"But do you respect me as a man?" Mike pressed.

"You're talking about this?" Jen said squeezing his erection. When Mike nodded, she squeezed him again and said "This is my favorite one."

Jen got on top of Mike. She guided his cock towards her pussy.

"Condom?" Mike asked.

Jen shook her head no. She lowered herself onto him.

Mike knew what that meant. "You let Frank cum inside you, didn't you?" he asked.

"Yeah, he came inside me a little," Jen admitted, wrapping her arms around Mike and kissing him.

Almost immediately Mike lurched and came inside Jen. Jen locked her lips over his so as he came he moaned into her mouth.

Jen continued to kiss Mike as he came down from his orgasm. She could tell from his tense body that he was bothered. Of course he was. She was ovulating and another man came inside her. Yet, she also knew he just had an amazing orgasm. Mike's conflict again. He hated it, but loved it too. Really loved it.

"Anna will wake up soon," Jen said soothingly. "I'll tell you all about it later." She liked teasing him. Make him wait. She'll tell him later.

"Jen -," Mike said. He looked anxious, almost panicked.

"Everything's okay honey," Jen promised. They heard stirring in the next room. Anna was waking up. "Come on, let's get our banana." She pulled Mike out of bed and they got dressed. Jen snuggled into him and held his hand as they went to get their daughter.

Cheating and Rivals Part 45

"Do I look fat?" Jen asked Mike. She was standing naked in front of a full length mirror. They were getting ready for bed after spending a good family day with Anna.

"Fat?" Mike said with an incredulous laugh.

"Frank mentioned it," Jen said turning this way and that as she looked at herself in the mirror. "He says I've gained weight."

Mike frowned at that. He didn't like another man critiquing his wife. He especially didn't like Jen caring about another man's critique. Still, he looked at his wife's body. Well, maybe she had gained a little weight. But he liked the way she looked. She looked a little softer, curvier. Honestly he thought she looked as fit and sexy as ever. "You look amazing baby," he said.

"You have to say that, you're my husband," Jen scoffed as she continued to look at herself. "I have gained weight you know. Since going with Frank. Too much caviar and truffles I guess."

"Well la tee da," Mike said with a grin.

Jen grinned back at him. "That sounds so uptown huh? Sorry. I just meant, he eats really rich foods."

"Not exactly tofu and quinoa?" Mike joked, mentioning staples of his wife's normal diet.

"No," Jen said back with a laugh.

"You look amazing honey," Mike assured her. With a smile in his voice he added, "Still fuckable."

"Just still?" Jen said pursing her lips. It was her greatest insecurity, the day men said "Remember when Jen used to be hot?"

"That's not what I meant," Mike said with a laugh.

"Well, I think I need to diet and exercise more," Jen said. "I'll leave work early. I have less to do now." She'd given notice and had already transferred most of her clients to other partners like Allie, Scott and Johnny. "Anyways I need to get in better shape before rehearsals start." Duncan was almost done selecting the cast and understudies. Rehearsals would start in a few weeks, around the holidays. Opening night was still up in the air as Duncan was focusing mostly on the traveling ensemble. But Duncan said February or March.

"For Frank too right?" Mike said sourly.

Jen finally tore her eyes away from the mirror and slipped on the white nightie. "Hey mister, you benefit too if I stay hot," she told him.

"You're already superhot," Mike assured her, wrapping his arms around her tiny waist.

"I just need to firm up a little," Jen said. "Anyways, you're a third wheel so your opinion doesn't matter. Right?" She said it with a smile, like a joke, but there was an edge in her voice.

"That's right," Mike said hesitantly. He took her hand so she sat on the bed next to him. "We need to talk about last night. You let Frank cum in you?"

Suddenly Jen was annoyed. "Mike it's no big deal," she said with a touch of irritation. "It was just a little bit. People aren't rabbits. I'll be fine."

Mike was taken aback by Jen's dismissive attitude. No big deal? She was ovulating and it only takes 1 sperm to get pregnant. "You were supposed to use condoms," he reminded her.

Jen sighed inside. Forcing herself to be patient, she said "You know how things happen with the game. It didn't work out that way. Frank promised to pull out. And he did pull out, except at the start. So he only came in me a little. I douched. I'll be fine honey. Don't worry."

Still frowning, Mike said "This is really important Jen. I don't understand how you're being so flippant about it. Douching after? That doesn't work."

"God Mike come on," Jen said irritably. "Tell the truth. You want me to get pregnant. You talk about it all the time. It's your biggest fantasy."

Mike stared incredulously at his wife. "Jen it's only a fantasy," he said looking disbelieving at her. "It's like your rape fantasy. I don't want it for real."

Jen looked away feeling properly chastised. Why the heck was she being so bitchy?

But she knew why. She'd had all day to think about it, all day for the emotions to fester and bubble up to the surface.

It was the sex party he went to with Allie. A sex party, really? Why didn't Allie tell her about it? And - more importantly - why didn't Mike ask her permission before going? She was his freaking wife! He didn't think he needed to talk to her before going to a SEX party with ANOTHER GIRL?!

There was another reason she was so agitated. Ricky. Seeing him again stirred up old memories. Old doubts. Old emotions.

With these thoughts swirling in her head, Jen blurted out "Frank set me up with Ricky."

"What?"

"This weekend," Jen said. "Frank set me up with Ricky."

Mike's eyes went wide. "What happened?" he asked.

"Nothing," Jen said with a shrug. "Frank wanted me to fuck him. But I didn't."

Without thinking Mike said "Why not?"

"God Mike," Jen said with an incredulous laugh. "I don't fuck every guy off the street."

"But, Colin, Tom ...," Mike sputtered. He didn't understand. She fucked Colin and Tom at Frank's command. His bodyguards, those older men. So why not Ricky? He wasn't some guy off the street.

Reading Mike's thoughts, Jen said "Ricky was our first. We were learning how to play the game. We made mistakes. Both of us Mike. I mean, Ricky freaking fucked me on our wedding night; you didn't. Was that a good idea?" She laughed but it was without any humor.

Mike nodded slowly, processing all this. With a forced grin, he said "Who should I worry about more? Frank or Ricky?"

"Neither," Jen said with another laugh. "But if you want me to say someone, then Frank, because by now Ricky's back in LA."

"So you're not suggesting Ricky as your other boyfriend?" Mike asked referring to their conversation from that morning.

"God no," Jen said with a laugh.

Mike studied his wife, as if weighing her words. Then he reached under the white nightie and caressed her back. "You're right. Another man getting you pregnant is a big turn-on for me," he admitted.

"I know," she said laughing again.

Then Mike added "So is losing you to another man. I don't want it to happen. But it's a fantasy. I can't help it."

Jen looked at Mike. "I know," she said again. There was no laughter this time. After years of playing the game she understood his cuckold fantasy. Well, sort of understood. It was like being able to recognize the symptoms of a disease but not understand the disease itself. She didn't understand why, if Mike truly loved her, he wanted to share her with other men. By now she should be over these doubts. Mostly she was. But seeing Ricky again stirred up old memories and fears, old emotions and insecurities, old doubts.

"So, you want to lose me to another guy huh?" Jen said with a forced grin.

"Not in real life," Mike said. "It's like your -."

"Like my rape fantasy," Jen said finishing his sentence. "But if I was really raped, we're still together. If your fantasy comes true, we aren't. Have you thought about that?"

"It's just a fantasy," Mike said. "It won't come true."

"If I'm raped, I'd be a basket case, but you'd help me through it," Jen said, pressing the point. "If we broke up, I'd be a basket case, but another man would help me through it. Is that what you want?"

"Jen, no," Mike said earnestly. "I told you, it's just a fantasy. I never want it to happen for real. I can't live without you."

Jen pursed her lips, thinking. She said "Well, if that's your fantasy, you must be okay with Frank being my permanent boyfriend. Because losing me to Frank must turn you on."