Consequences Pt. 05

"Mike?" Jen asked, looking at me wearing her cum face.

I thought of Jen getting inked. Her perfect body getting permanently marked with a jet black tattoo. A tattoo Scott picked for her, not me. She'd think of him whenever she looked at it. Branded by him.

I didn't' know what to say. "Jen --."

"Jen?" she asked me.

" ... Jenny," I corrected.

She gave me a wry smile as if saying "good boy." Then she looked back at the black man. "I'm not sure if this is the one I want," she said to him. "Can you do a henna, so I can try it out?"

The black man grinned. "Sure," he said. He had a lot of customers who chickened out at the last second.

Scott looked disappointed. I mostly felt relief.

I watched as the black man applied the henna tattoo. It took only a few minutes. Afterwards, he whispered something into Jen's ear. She smiled and nodded her head.

"What did he say?" I asked Jen after we left the parlor. She was holding my arm and Scott's as we walked down the street.

"He gave me the henna for free," Jen said.

"He'll probably ink you for free too if you blow him," Scott said laughing.

Jen smiled at me an interested look on her face. I didn't say anything.

We taxied back to the Venetian. Again Jen sat between us. She laughed and flirted with Scott the entire trip back. Again I felt like a third wheel.

When we arrived Jen said, "Give me a sec alone with Scott, okay?" Feeling like an impotent third wheel, I left the taxi and waited in the lobby.

She followed me a few minutes later. To my surprise, she was alone.

"Where's Scott?" I asked confused. When she shrugged, I said "I thought he wanted to hook up?"

"He wanted to, but I already had a date tonight," Jen said, taking my arm and leading me to the V Bar.

"What's going on Jen? I mean, Jenny?"

She smiled at me. "You're getting it."

At the V Bar, Jim (Keri's husband) greeted us. I looked around. "Where's Keri?" I asked.

"She's with friends," Jim said. Then his smile turned into a concerned look. "Are you okay with this Mike?"

I realized then that Jim was Jen's date. Just Jim, not Keri too. "Yeah, sure," I stammered.

Jen gave me a sideways smile. Then she took my arm and Jim's and we went up to our room.

My head spun. A moment ago we were with Scott in the tattoo parlor. Now we were in our room with Jim. I was smart enough to know Jen was playing with me, keeping me off balance. Well, she was doing a really good job! I was relieved to be with Jim instead of Scott. It might not be as exciting with Jim, but it wasn't as threatening either.

I poured ice water for Jen, and a scotch for me and Jim. He didn't question that Jen wasn't drinking. I suspected Jen had told Keri she was pregnant, who'd told her husband. I was fine with that, Keri and Jim were our friends.

We sat around and chit chatted. I waited for Jim to make a move, but he didn't. I realized he was nervous. Despite his success in business, he was shy around girls, especially really pretty girls like Jen. If Keri had been there, she'd start the ball rolling. But Jim didn't feel comfortable being the initiator. It struck me how much alike we were, both of us geeks who happened to marry really pretty girls.

I thought I'd have to start things, like with Alec. But Jen took control. She put down her wine glass and then Jim's tumbler. She stood in front of him as he sat on the edge of the bed. Grinning into his eyes, she hiked up her skirt and then straddled his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Hey Jim," she whispered, their lips almost touching.

"Hi Jen," he said back. And then they were kissing.

Jen undressed him. Like me, he didn't have a beach body. His cock was a little bigger than mine, but just by a little.

He eagerly undressed her leaving her in just garter belt, stockings and high heels. "God your body is amazing!" he gushed feeling her everywhere. He'd wanted Jen again after that first threesome with Keri. Jen's young petite tight body was so different from his wife's.

I was surprised Jen was so into him. She liked young men with hard bodies and big cocks. Jim wasn't any of that. But she was excited, she definitely had her cum face on.

Jen looked at me. "Sit there Mike," she said motioning at a sofa at the foot of the bed. "Take off your clothes." I took off my clothes and then sat down, leaving my boxers on as I'd done with Alec, not wanting Jim to see my hairless cock and balls.

Jim got between Jen's legs. "Do I have to wear a condom?" he asked.

Jen didn't hesitate, shaking her head no.

He leaned down. He lowered his voice but I could hear him. "Are you really pregnant? By another man? God that's so hot!"

Jim moved to enter Jen but she stopped him. "I want it another way, okay?" she said. She turned around onto her knees and elbows. She looked over her shoulder and smiled seductively. "Fuck my ass Jim."

His eyes grew wide, looking like he'd just won the lottery. My eyes grew just as wide! Jen hated anal!

Jen must have planned this because there was a bottle of KY on the side table. Jim reached for it and he lubed Jen's ass and his cock.

"Oh god!" Jim gasped as he entered her. Jen grimaced at the penetration, even though he wasn't long or thick. Jim got balls deep after a few moments and then began ass fucking her. "This feels incredible!" he gushed his eyes on her tight ass and tramp stamp.

"God yeah," Jen moaned. With one hand she was rubbing her clit as the older man fucked her ass from behind.

They were both getting into it, both of them panting. Then Jen said "wait, wait." Jim stopped.

Jen moved forward, his cock falling out of her. "Lay down," she said and Jim got on his back. Then Jen straddled his hips reverse cowgirl, facing his feet. She reached back and guided his cock back into her ass, then began moving up and down on him.

Jen looked into my eyes as she rode Jim's cock. "He's fucking my ass Mike," she said. "It feels good," she breathed. Then she taunted me, saying "When was the last time I let you in my ass Mike?"

I didn't say anything but we both knew. We'd never done anal! I'd tried a few times but she said she didn't like it.

She gave me a taunting smile. She was my wife. We'd been together for years. Yet here she was letting Jim do something she'd never done with me. I reached into my boxers and rubbed myself.

She smiled seeing me playing with myself. "Take them off and come here," she told me. When I hesitated she said in a stern voice "take them off Mike."

I hesitantly took off my boxers, feeling embarrassed about my shaven cock, and how the lack of pubic hair made my cock look even smaller. Jim looked at my shaved cock and balls but didn't say anything.

I got on the bed, on my knees facing Jen to the side of Jim's legs. Her cheeks were flushed and she was panting, moving up and down on Jim's cock. His hands cupped her tits, fondling her and squeezing her nipples.

"Come here," she said pulling me to her and we kissed.

Jim moved his hands away and my hands immediately replaced his on her tits, and then I lowered my head and took her nipple into my mouth. Jen moaned and rolled her head back.

"Wait, wait," Jen said gasping, pushing me away. She leaned back so she lay on Jim's chest. From my angle I could clearly see Jim's cock up her ass. She began moving again on Jim's cock, and he moved too, matching the movements of her hips.

She looked at me with glazed eyes. "Lick me Mike," she said.

From the time with Alec I'd known she was going to ask me to do that. Without hesitation I lowered my head and went down on her. Almost immediately she put her hands on my head, moaning and clutching my hair. My chin was close to Jim's cock moving in and out of her ass, but from my angle I never got close to touching it.

Jen was soon buckling, moaning and pulling hair. Then she exploded into an orgasm, her body convulsing so violently I had a hard time keeping my lips on her pussy.

I held her hand while she recovered from her orgasm, her eyes closed and Jim's cock still in her ass. Finally she opened her eyes. "Baby, can you get me a wet towel?" she asked.

I got her one from the bathroom. She got off Jim and cleaned his cock. Then she got back on top, this time facing him, and this time putting him inside her pussy. His hands immediately went to her small breasts. She rocked up and down on him, squeezing her pussy around his cock, and soon he came. She kissed and cuddled him for a few minutes, and then he left.

Jen reached for me and I got into bed. "Jenny ..." I began, but she stopped me.

"I think I'm Jen again," she said.

"Okay," I said. "Good."

"Not too crazy this time, right?" she said.

"I thought you were going to hook up with Scott."

"I already had a date with Jim," Jen explained. "I set it up earlier with Keri." She saw the frown on my face. "Are you okay?"

"You're my cucky, I don't need to ask you," she said, smiling to take the sting out of her words. "You have the safe word. You can use it if it gets too intense. Okay?"

"So ... this is the game we're playing now?" I asked hesitantly.

She nodded. "I like it," she said with an impish smile. "I think you like it too."

"I'm not sure," I said, laughing uncomfortably.

She studied me for a few moments. "Let me ask you something, and you have to tell the truth," she said a knowing smile on her pretty face. "Are you disappointed it was Jim and not Scott?"

She'd been stroking me as we spoke. She knew my answer as my cock jerked in her hand.

She smiled knowingly. "I thought so."

"Jen," I began wanting to discuss the limits of this new game.

She read my mind and stopped me with a finger to my lips. "Talking about it will ruin it," she said. "I get you, I know what turns you on. Trust me baby okay?"

She gave me a crooked grin. "I think this needs taking care of," she said giving my hard cock a soft squeeze.

"You let Jim fuck your ass," I said bitterly.

"That wasn't me, it was Jenny," she said.

I didn't completely get this Jen and Jenny thing. Although it was comforting somehow. At that moment I wanted my wife, my Jen, not Jenny. "Okay," I said relenting.

"Okay then" she said softly, as if that issue was decided. She kissed me and got on top. She guided me inside her pussy. Unlike with Jim it wasn't a fast fuck. We took our time, kissing and touching, making love. After cumming we hugged for a long time, then I spooned her as we both fell asleep.

We'd previously decided to stay the weekend in Vegas. Keri and Jim invited us to their penthouse for breakfast. When we arrived, we saw Allie and Scott were there. Byron (Keri's 27 year old aide) and his new wife Sonya were there too. Sonya was the youngest there, only 23. She was a fresh faced pretty brunette with big breasts.

"What's the plan today?" Scott said. "Feel like hitting the casinos?"

Allie said "I feel like relaxing. How does pool time sound?" Everyone nodded agreement.

"Venus at Caesars is topless," Scott said grinning lecherously at the girls.

The girls laughed rolling their eyes. "Of course you would say that Scott," Allie said with a playful mocking tone.

Jim and Byron looked interested too, not just Scott. And to be honest I wouldn't mind seeing Keri, Allie and Sonya topless. Jen would be topless too, but that didn't bother me really. After all, every guy there had not only seen Jen completely nude, but also been intimate with her. Seeing the other girls topless would even the score some.

Jen looked at me, as if reading my mind. "You'd enjoy that, wouldn't you?" she said with a not-too-friendly smile. She could be intensely jealous, and she seemed peeved I'd want to see the other girls topless. "Really?" I thought annoyed. After all the freedom I gave her? All I wanted to do was look. She knew I had no desire to be with any girl other than her, that wasn't my fantasy.

We went to our room to change into our bathing suits. She went into the bathroom. A few moments later she emerged wearing a pink string bikini. She put on a cover-up, which was essentially a really short sundress. Then she picked up two pairs of shoes. "High heels or flats?" she asked me.

I wanted to say high heels, but I knew that would be over the top at a pool. I shrugged and said "flats I guess."

She put on the flats but then threw the high heels into her bag. "Just in case, you know Allie," she said to me.

In the lobby we saw that Allie was indeed wearing high heels with her cover-up. Keri was too. "I knew it," Jen laughed. She quickly put on her high heels to match her friends.

"I feel under dressed," Sonya whined playfully. She was wearing flip flops. She ran back upstairs. When she got back she was wearing stiletto heels like the other three girls.

Venus at Caesars Palace was opulent bordering on tacky. But I guess that was the point. It was expensive tacky though. The pool was so crowded we had to pay to get 8 lounge chairs together, and that cost a bottle service charge of $8000! Jim and I fought over the bill and eventually agreed to split it. The others let us, knowing he and I both had way more money than we could spend in a lifetime. The beefy cabana boys and attractive cabana girls quickly returned with buckets of ice, bottles of liquor and mixers, and assorted glassware (actually plastic stuff that looked like glass). Scott, always the life of the party, immediately made Sex on the Beach shots for everyone to christen the day ahead of us. Scott egged us on to do another round for good measure.

Despite being a topless pool only a few women were topless. To no one's surprise, Allie was the first in our group to take off her top. She laughed seeing all the guys (including me) gawk at her. I preferred girls with small breasts, like Jen. I liked the slim petite ballerina look, and the way small breasts made a girl look innocent and younger. But there was no denying Allie's big full breasts were magnificent. Even Scott who saw them all the time as one of her regular fuck buddies couldn't keep his eyes off them.

Keri was next, followed close behind by Sonya. Theirs were nice too. Not as glorious as Allie's maybe, but still incredible. All 3 girls had big natural tits. Allie's stood firm and proud. Keri's sagged a little, but then she was 40 years old. Sonya's were firm like Allie's, which I guess made sense since at 23 she was the youngest girl there. Her nipples and areolas were bigger than normal. I knew some guys liked that, but I didn't really. So in my head, I rated the 3 busty girls Allie, Keri and then Sonya.

I suddenly noticed Jen staring at me, and I realized I'd been gawking at Allie, Keri and Sonya. So were the other guys, but they didn't have an intensely jealous wife like me.

"You're ranking them aren't you?" she said in a low voice. She was really good at reading my mind. She wore a smile but there was no humor in her eyes. "So where do I rank Michael?" she asked sharply.

"You're perfect baby, you're always number one," I said honestly.

"Yeah right," she said dismissively.

We'd been speaking softly so only we could hear. Everyone's eyes turned to Jen, it was her turn. Scott, Jim and Byron wore eager smiles. With a barely noticeably "whatever" shrug, she undid the strings around her neck and back and carelessly dropped the bikini top onto the pool deck.

Unlike how the other girls acted when they exposed themselves, proudly playing up their big tits for the men, Jen looked away at people in the pool, as if not caring what people thought of her chest. She'd always been really insecure about her small breasts. But despite her insecurities, her breasts were perfect, soft and round with perky nipples, and they perfectly fit her slim petite body. With her pretty innocent face, long blonde hair, flat stomach, tight ass, and shapely legs that went on forever, she was easily the most desirable girl at the pool.

To be fair, other guys might say Allie was the sexiest. I guess it depended if you were into leggy sweet blondes or curvy devilish brunettes. No doubt though, Jen and Allie were the prettiest girls there (as usual).

Jen turned onto her stomach. The reaction was immediate. "When did you get that?" Allie said pointing at her new tattoo, on her lower back just above her bikini bottom. Everyone turned to look at her very nice ass.

"Last night," she said. "It's a henna."

"Oh," Allie said. "Like last time." She shared a smile with Scott.

"Yeah," Jen said. She looked into my eyes. "Scott helped me pick this one out too."

I realized everyone there knew about the video; had seen it or lived through it. Maybe not Sonya, but Bryon had probably told her. They all glanced at me. I tried not to blush. I wondered what I was doing there, they all knew too much about me and Jen, about my demented desires.

Byron handed me a beer and I gratefully took it, drinking almost all of it in a single chug. I tried not to notice people looking at me. I lay on my stomach too, not wanting them to see my hard-on.

Jen seemed to be drifting off. The sun and alcohol were making me sleepy too, and I fell asleep.

I woke up groggy, hearing water splashing and hypnotic trance music playing in the background. My iPhone said 3pm. I'd slept for hours.

I was alone among our lounge chairs. In the distance I saw Keri and Jim with Sonya and Bryon in the pool. Allie was holding court with a group of buff guys on the other side of the pool. All 3 girls were still topless and attracting a lot of attention. Where were Jen and Scott?

I thought I heard his voice over by the bar. I got up, noticing then my back was sticky with suntan lotion. I guess Jen had put some on me so I wouldn't burn.

Scott and Jen were indeed at the bar. They were laughing and flirting, being touchy-feely, Jen treating him the way she used to, laughing at all his jokes, hanging on his every word. I felt sick, threatened, jealous – but aroused too.

Like the other girls Jen was still topless, and she was attracting a lot of male attention. Mostly lustful stares though, since Jen seemed so clearly into Scott.

Jen's legs were crossed on the bar stool, and she still wore the high heels. I'd thought them too much for the pool, but other girls wore high heels with their bikinis too. Vegas I guessed. Jen wore them the best though. She truly did have the world's best legs, long and shapely, and toned from so many years of dance.

As they spoke, Jen sometimes flirtingly dug the pointy toe of her high heel into Scott's calf, or the spiky heel into the top of his bare foot. All play of course. She was such a tease, and knew how to get into a guy's head.

Scott was talking full advantage of the green light she was giving him. He had his hand on her knee as they spoke. More than once, his other hand brushed across her naked breasts as they laughed.

I felt my erection stir and knew I had to sit down soon to avoid everyone seeing.

Jen was so into talking to Scott that it took a moment for her to notice me as I approached. "Hey you," she said with a smile. "Have a good nap?"

I nodded. I noticed her shift slightly towards me, away from Scott. Before they were sitting so close their legs almost touched. I quickly sat to hide my growing erection. "Having lunch?" I asked hoping my erection would calm down by talking about mundane stuff.

"Yeah, are you hungry?" she said feeding me a french fry.

Scott looked annoyed I had interrupted their flirting and casual petting. The last thing he wanted was to see Jen paying attention to me. "I'm gonna hit the pool," he said getting up.

"See ya later," she said.

"You don't have to sit here while I eat," I told her after a moment. Over her shoulder I watched Scott dive into the pool.

She followed my eyes. "You really were disappointed I didn't hook up with Scott yesterday, huh?" she said. She saw the excitement in my eyes, and the hesitation. "You're so funny," she said smiling.