Cheating and Rivals Pt. 61-65

Jen touched up her makeup. She put in a sponge. Then she rushed out to catch a cab.

It was a pub called Shore Leave. It catered to the military crowd in New York City. Ricky met Jen outside. She greeted him with a brief hug and kiss to the cheek.

"Can you do me a favor?" he asked.

"What?"

"This is a military bar. I probably know people inside," Ricky said. He looked at her left hand. "Can you take off your wedding ring?"

Jen hesitated as she processed Ricky's request. This was the whole point of the game - she was his boyfriend. So she couldn't exactly wear her rings in front of his friends. Last time she did the same thing. On top of that, she and Mike played the wedding ring game all the time so she knew he'd be okay with it.

"Alright," Jen said. She took off her wedding and engagement rings and put them into a zippered pouch of her purse.

"You look incredible," Ricky gushed as they sat in a booth close to each other. He brushed his fingers across her blonde hair. "I like it like this," he said with an appreciative smile.

"I know you do," Jen said with a smile back. With a playful giggle she said "Don't get too full of yourself. I always dress for the man I'm with. I mean, why wouldn't I?"

Ricky didn't like hearing that but what could he do? He was a big boy and knew the score. Jen was married and played with men on the side - not just him but MEN as in plural.

"So how does Frank like your hair?" he said trying to keep bitterness out of his voice.

"I told you, short. So I wear it up for him too," Jen said. "Mike likes it long," she added although Ricky already knew that too.

"When you go out with Mike and Frank, do you wear it up or down?" he asked, curious.

"If I'm with Frank I wear it up," Jen said with a shrug. "But Mike wants that so I'm doing it for him too."

"Okay, whatever," Ricky said with a laugh. He reached under the table and squeezed her thigh. "Speaking of dressing for me, are you wearing a G?"

"I couldn't. I came right from work," Jen told him, looking apologetic. "It's funny. You and Frank are obsessed with panties."

"What?" Ricky asked with a curious raised eyebrow.

Jen explained about the panties. Then at his prompting she gave him more information about Frank.

Ricky thought about it. Then he said "The panties might not be his wife's."

"Then who?"

"This is kind of psycho ...," Ricky warned.

"Go ahead," Jen said. Now she was really curious.

"Maybe they're Sophie's," Ricky suggested.

Jen's jaw dropped. "Sophie is his daughter!" she said shocked.

"So?" Ricky said with a shrug. "Frank likes young girls. Maybe they fucked. You said they don't talk. Maybe that's why. See? It fits."

"That's fucked up Ricky," Jen said with a shiver.

"I'm just saying," Ricky said with another shrug. "I've got another one."

"I'm not sure I want to hear it."

"You probably don't. Seriously. You probably don't."

Jen didn't say anything for long moments. Then her curiosity got the better of her. "Okay, what?" she asked.

"This'll really freak you out."

"Just tell me," Jen snapped.

"Okay," Ricky said with a laugh. "You said Frank's a major player right? And he's friends with your parents? Maybe he had an affair with your mom."

Jen's eyes went wide and her lips parted, once again shocked. She was silent as she processed Ricky's idea. Finally she said "That's freaking demented Ricky."

"I know," Ricky said with a laugh. "Maybe Frank IS fucking his daughter. But it's you not Sophie."

"Oh god I do NOT want to hear this!" Jen said covering her ears with her hands. "That is demented Ricky!"

"I'm surprised you and Mike didn't think of it," Ricky said.

"That's because we're normal people!" Jen said glaring at him. "We don't have a sick imagination like you!"

"Are you really pissed?" Ricky said with a grin. "I'm just kidding around. They ARE probably his wife's. Which is still weird but whatever."

"It's not weird it's sweet," Jen said with another glare at him. Then she broke down and laughed. "Okay, it's weird too."

They shared a good laugh. It was the laugh of 2 people who liked each other. A lot.

Ricky grinned at her and caressed her back over her bra straps. "You used to go braless for me," he reminded her.

"Ricky my nipple rings will show," Jen whispered.

"So?" Ricky said with a grin. He held out his hand and said "No one knows you here. Go into the bathroom. Take off your bra. And then put it in my hand."

Jen stared at Ricky. Suddenly her heart was pounding. If Mike was there he'd say she had her cum face on.

Without saying anything, Jen got up and walked to the bathroom.

As soon as Jen was gone a couple Marines came over, Mac and Hank. Ricky had gotten to know them since being transferred. They were good guys.

"Hey Ricky, who's the hottie?" Mac asked.

"Her name's Jen, we're college friends," Ricky said.

"Looks like you're more than friends," Hank said.

Ricky grinned. He and Jen had been sitting and talking close. Anyone looking would think they were a couple. Which, at the moment, they were.

"I guess you could say we're together," Ricky said. He felt proud saying that. He felt even prouder when Mac and Hank gave him impressed smiles.

"Way to go buddy," Mac said impressed.

"Yeah, OO-RAH," Hank said with a grin.

"OO-RAH!" Ricky and Mac repeated and then they all laughed.

"Hey you're buddies with Goose right?" Mac asked.

"Yeah we served in Afghanistan together," Ricky said. "We were stationed here before."

"Well he's back," Mac said. "Just got back from another tour."

"No shit," Ricky said.

At that moment Jen approached. Mac and Hank immediately took a step back to give her space. "Ma'am," they said politely with a slight nod of their heads.

"Jen, this is Mac and Hank," Ricky said. "Guys, this is Jen."

Jen demurely shook their hands. Mac and Hank tried to be gentlemen but they couldn't help stealing glances at her chest. Without the bra her nipples (and the bars) were clearly outlined in her dress. Jen knew they were looking and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. Thankfully Mac and Hank stayed only another moment.

"Oh my god I can't believe your friends saw me like this," Jen said sitting down next to Ricky. Under the table, she stuffed her lacy white bra in his hand. The bra was one of Frank's, padded to conceal her pierced nipples.

Ricky grinned. He looked at her chest too. "Damn you look incredible Jen," he gushed.

Jen couldn't help smiling. She loved male attention!

Ricky moved closer until their thighs touched and put his arm around her. "Ricky not here," Jen said pulling away but he held her tight.

"Babe no one knows you here," he said reassuringly. "They think you're with me." Looking in her eyes and tenderly stroking her cheek, he said "You are with me right?"

Jen looked back into Ricky's eyes. She nodded. Then Ricky kissed her.

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Ricky and Jen lay panting next to each other on the bed in his hotel room. They had both just cum and her pussy was full of his cream.

"I better go," Jen said getting up. It was getting late and she promised Mike to be home by dinner.

"Just wait a second," Ricky said, wrapping his arm around her. As they snuggled, he said "This feels good right?"

"Yeah," she agreed. She meant it too, it felt awesome. She contentedly closed her eyes and snuggled deeper in his arm. She needed to get home but she could enjoy this for a few more minutes.

Ricky thought about all the freedom Mike gave Jen. To be with other men. Then he thought about what Mac said. He said "You remember Goose? He's here in New York."

Jen's body tensed in surprised. Then she forced herself to relax. "How is he?" she asked.

"I haven't seen him yet," Ricky said. "He just got stationed here."

Jen thought about Goose, remembering. Then she shrugged, as if saying to herself "that was a long time ago." She got out of bed and said "I really have to go." She hurriedly dressed.

"You know, I think I need to get an apartment," Ricky said looking around his hotel room.

"It must be expensive staying here," Jen said as she stepped into her high heels. She hadn't bothered to put stockings back on. After all she was only going home to Mike.

"My Colonel's giving me shit about it," Ricky admitted with a sheepish grin. "I'll probably look around Saturday."

"Awesome," Jen said. She was only half listening to Ricky as she brushed her hair.

"You free Saturday?" Ricky asked. "It'll be nice having company."

Jen stopped brushing her hair and looked at Ricky. After a moment she said "I'll ask Mike."

"I'll talk to Goose," Ricky said. "We'll hook up with him after. Get a drink or something."

Jen's heart began beating faster. Especially at Ricky saying "hook up with him" and "or something."

"I'll ask Mike," she said again.

Cheating and Rivals Part 62

When Jen got home she hugged Mike from behind. He was in the kitchen making dinner. Anna was in the TV room watching Sesame Street. She knew she smelled like Ricky. She also looked freshly fucked. Mike liked that, it got him hot, the evidence of her with another man. But she didn't want Anna to notice. She whispered in her husband's ear "I'll be right back. I'm going to take a quick shower."

Mike understood of course. "Okay," he said. "But wait." He turned around to face her. He closed his eyes as he hugged her tight. It felt good as his Jen Meter filled up. He pulled away and looked in her eyes. "I really love you baby. You're my goddess."

Jen smiled back and beamed into his eyes. "I really love you too baby," she said.

Later that night in bed, Mike tenderly caressed his wife under the white nightie. He said "You're getting along really well." He was talking about Ricky of course.

"Yes," Jen agreed.

"You don't seem as interested in Frank lately," Mike said.

"I think I'm over him," she said with a shrug. "His games are fun. But he's so much older."

Mike understood. "Ricky's our age," he said.

"Yeah, so he's easier to relate to," Jen said. "Like when I played with Jamie. It was fun playing with someone so young but it wears off." Jamie had been a college senior when Jen dated him.

"And it helps you have a connection with Ricky," Mike said.

"Yeah," Jen said with a nod. "I like Frank. We're friends. But it was always kind of forced. His games aren't real. With Ricky, it's just natural."

"You've always liked him," Mike said, feeling jealous and anxious.

Jen didn't deny it. Instead she grinned and said "And how does that make you feel bubble boy?"

"You know me. Always conflicted," he said with a crooked grin. "But mostly I'm really excited. All the time. I love when you're really into a guy."

Jen reached down and cupped his crotch. He was rock hard. "I see that," she said with a giggle. "And how do you like it's Ricky?"

Mike hesitated, then said, "It's more intense because of the history. That makes it hotter. It makes me worried too, but you came back to me then. So mostly it makes it more exciting."

"You make it sound like I thought about staying with Ricky."

"Did you?" Mike asked.

Jen felt his cock get even harder. "Would that turn you on, if I did?" she asked.

"... I guess at some level," Mike hesitantly admitted. He couldn't deny it, not with his cock rock hard. Looking sheepish, he said "I know, I'm fucked up."

Jen looked pained. She said, "Sometimes your fantasies hurt. A girl wants her husband to want her forever. But sometimes you make me feel like you really do want me to leave you for another man."

"It's only a fantasy," Mike said hurriedly. "I do want you forever. If I didn't love you so much, it wouldn't be a turn-on."

"I guess I get it," Jen said with a humorless shrug. She grinned, not wanting to get into an argument. The "exclusiveness" of their relationship - their marriage - was long gone, at least when it came to her being exclusive to Mike. That had goods and bads. For them though - for her - the goods were a lot more than the bads. Because she had the freedom to be with other men. After playing the game for years, Jen knew she needed that. The excitement of a new romance. The validation and ego boost of other men - powerful, hunky men like Ricky and Frank - desiring her. And of course, the incredible sex. Jen needed all that. If it meant Mike's feelings for her - his possessiveness of her - was sometimes hard to understand, well, that came with it.

"I'd like to know what happened in California," Mike said abruptly.

Jen hesitated, then sputtered "I'll tell you. Just not now. I'm kind of tired." Despite Mike's fantasies, she wasn't sure she wanted to tell Mike about California. Also, she didn't want to relive it, and telling Mike would be kind of like reliving it.

Mike slowly nodded. He knew she was brushing him off of course. "Whatever happened, it's okay," he assured her. He hugged her tight and said "As long as we reconnect like this."

"Yeah, definitely baby," Jen said hugging him back. But she didn't offer any details of California.

Mike decided not to press it. At least not directly. Going at the issue another way, he said "How do you like it's Ricky?"

"It doesn't suck," Jen joke with a laugh. Seeing Mike wanted more, she repeated what she said a few moments before. "It's fun playing with someone more my age. We're friends. Like you said, there's a connection." She added with a giggle, "He's hot. So yeah, I like it's Ricky."

"There's no drama?" Mike gently probed.

Jen knew he was sneakily bringing up California again. She said, a little flippantly, "There's always drama. There's drama with Frank. With Scott and Tom. With everyone. But don't worry. I can handle it."

Mike decided not to press anymore about California. But maybe this gave him an opening to talk about something else that was bothering him. So he said "I'm worried about Allie." He felt Jen's body stiffen but he pressed on. "I feel like we've abandoned her. And I feel like it's my fault."

"She made choices," Jen said coldly. "Now we all have to live with it."

"But it wasn't just Allie, it was all of us," Mike said. Then he said as gently as possible, "It was you too honey. You set me up with Allie. You gave me a condom."

"I was playing! Like with Claire! I didn't think you'd do anything! And I told Allie not to! She promised she wouldn't!" Jen said, her anger flaring.

Jen forced herself to calm down. In a more reasonable voice she said "I know I'm being unfair. I know it. But I can't help how I feel. I don't want to see Allie. I don't want you to see Allie." She looked at her husband intently. "Promise me Mike."

"Okay, I promise," Mike said relenting.

"Have you seen her? Talked to her?" Jen pressed.

"No," Mike said honestly. "But I think you should."

Jen looked away, grimacing. She said "Allie's a big girl. She's got tons of friends. She's not abandoned. Trust me. She'll be fine. She is fine."

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The next day Jen got a call from Frank. "I'll see you Friday?" he said, referring to their weekly date.

"Oh, I can't Frank," Jen said. "I'm going out with Ricky Saturday." Predictably, Mike readily agreed to Jen going apartment shopping with Ricky. He got really excited and it led to passionate sex. Jen didn't want to spend too much time away from her family though. So she didn't have time to see Frank too.

Frank was silent for a long moment. Then he said "You disappoint me Jenny." He tried to hide it but there was hurt in his voice. He said "Our relationship is not all about you. Things happen in my life too."

"What happened?" Jen asked, suddenly concerned.

"Lou resigned," Frank told her. "You might consider that trivial, but he's been in my employ for years. I consider him ... well, I consider him a close colleague. His resignation was unexpected. And disturbing."

"God I'm sorry Frank," Jen said. "I like Lou. He's really nice. I understand why you're upset."

"Then go out with me," Frank pressed. "Friday or Sunday. I'll make time either day." He felt like he was begging and felt ashamed for it, but he couldn't help it. He missed Jen and wanted to see her.

"I don't know Frank," Jen said noncommittally. She was hesitant to see him and it was more than just her reluctance to be away from Mike and Anna. Frank had said he loved her. She didn't want that intensity of emotion. It was too much drama. She knew from experience that inevitably led to hurt feelings.

There was another reason too. If Jen was going to be away from Mike and Anna, she wanted to be with Ricky, not Frank. Frank's sub-space games were exciting but they weren't real. They were contrived. Fake.

Whereas, Ricky pushed her submissive buttons just by being Ricky. Also, Ricky was closer to her age so she liked hanging with him better. Frank's lavish, affluent, over-the-top lifestyle was fun but at her core Jen was still a down-to-earth middle class girl. She liked seeing bands, being outdoors, hanging out in jeans and sneakers. Things were more "real life" with Ricky. He was real. She liked that.

Jen and Frank spoke for a few minutes more but their conversation was awkward and uncomfortable. It was like a couple who knew breaking up was inevitable, but they just weren't ready yet to cut the cord.

Towards the end, Frank said "You'll still share my room at Jasmine's rally?" The rally was Jasmine's next major event in her campaign. And it was big. President Obama was going to endorse her.

"Um ... I don't know," Jen said evasively. "Why don't we see what happens?"

Frank stared out the window of his Central Park penthouse after hanging up the phone, thinking and reflecting. Clearly he miscalculated about Ricky. He had a strong connection with Jenny. It was a mistake to rekindle that romance.

Frank was a master of men. He ruled in business. But, Ricky was military and Frank had limited influence there. Yes, Frank could get Ricky transferred back to LA. He could even facilitate Ricky's death, by getting him deployed to a terrorist hotspot. But victory though default was unsatisfying. Frank wanted Jenny to want him because she wanted him, not because Ricky was gone.

Frank had investigated Ricky. The Marine led a simple life outside of his career. He was definitely a ladies man, and he might have fathered a few illegitimate children. But such was not uncommon among men like Ricky. It provided Frank with limited ammunition to manipulate him. And, revealing Ricky's past to Jenny might harm as much as help. Frank knew Jenny was attracted to "bad boys." Men who walked on the wrong side of the road. Being a player, having a few bastards, that was the definition of being a bad boy. Ricky's past wouldn't surprise Jenny, and it might even increase his allure in her eyes.

Frank knew he should move on from Jenny. He was powerful and rich. He was handsome. He had skills in bed. He could easily find a girl - many girls in fact - just as beautiful as Jenny who would rush to spend their lives with him. But, the problem was, he wanted Jenny, not another girl. He loved her.

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"I'm around the corner," Ricky told Jen on the phone Saturday morning. He assumed she wanted to meet him rather than have him pick her up, as she wouldn't want Anna to see her leaving with him.

To his surprise though, Jen said "Come on up." Reading his mind, she said "Anna's not here. Mike took her to a birthday party."

A few minutes later Jen opened the door and they smiled at each other. "I missed you," Ricky said smiling into her eyes.

"I missed you too," Jen said, beaming back at him. Then she remembered they were standing in the doorway where a neighbor might pass by. "Come on in," she said. She stood aside and closed the door behind him.

"Hey," she said, smiling at him and affectionately running her fingers along his collar.