Consequences Pt. 06

"Seriously?" Jen said. "How could you?"

"I won," I said. "He couldn't beat me himself, he needed help. I protected you, not him. And I got you."

"Yep, you've got me," she said snuggling deeper into my arms.

We were silent for long moments. "Can I ask you something?" I said.

"Yeah," she said.

I hesitated then said "You kept seeing Colin after we started dating, didn't you?"

"There may have been a little overlap," she said innocently.

"You can tell the truth I won't get mad," I assured her.

"I don't know Mike it was a long time ago," she said sounding defensive.

"Sandusky showed me those pictures," I said. I felt her back stiffen. Colin's collection of pictures of Jen, the ones Sandusky used to blackmail her.

"Why didn't you break up with me?" she asked in a quiet voice.

"I loved you," I said.

We were both silent. Jen was thinking of that one picture, her face splattered with Colin's cum, the one date stamped a month after we'd started dating. She said in a pleading voice, "That was the only time, I swear."

"It's okay baby, I'm not mad," I said rubbing her shoulder. "I think that's what started it, the pictures. Why Ricky happened. I got turned on looking at Colin's pictures. I still look at them."

"You have them?"

"He left them with me," I said. "I have them on my computer. Do you want to see them?"

"No," she said immediately.

"The last time you were at home," I began. "You know how I am. It would've turned me on if you fucked Colin." (Author's note: See Making It Work – Part 2)

"Mike ... god ..." she said. She reached down and found me hard again. She wrapped her hand around my shaft and slowly stroked me. "You're crazy, you know that?"

"It's our game, we're both crazy," I said.

The next morning we taxied a couple miles to Spring Creek Presbyterian. I held back as Jen approached Coach Paterno's grave. She stood there a few minutes, her head bent, praying I guess. Then she turned and leaned into me. She wiped away a tear as I put my arm around her.

Penn State was playing Northwestern. We sat in the alumni section. It seemed like the whole math and computer science departments were there. They cornered me and asked a lot of questions about Sapphire.

I kept my eye on Jen. I was worried about her, being back here in Beaver stadium after so many years. But Colin was right, she seemed to know everybody and was her bubbly social butterfly self.

Penn State took an early two touchdown lead and Jen enthusiastically cheered along with the rest of her group with each score. It took me back to that football game 7 years ago, when she partied with the Populars and I was an outsider.

I was happy for her though. I knew Penn State football was important to her and it was good to see her making a reconnection.

Colin was there, big, brash and charismatic as always. The crowd engulfed him with cheers and slaps on the back, everyone wanting to shake the hand of the All-American quarterback.

He made sure to come over to me first. Ever the diplomat I guess. We shook hands and chit chatted about the game. Each time we spoke – and we'd spoken about half a dozen times over the years since Crypts -- it seemed like he was apologizing for what happened at Crypts. He never said the words or mentioned Crypts, but I could tell by his tone and posture. I think he really did feel bad about losing control at Crypts. Not that we were friends or even close to that. Whatever. Like I said, I was over it.

He drifted away from me and made his way over to Jen. I knew, of course, he wanted to get into her pants. The thought of him bedding Jen pushed all my cuckold buttons. My old college rival fucking my girl right under my nose? The prospect made me dizzy with lust. Not that I really wanted it to happen. Some of my fantasies – like Colin screwing her, Jen having a black baby – they were so intense I was conflicted about them actually happening. But the possibility they COULD happen, that was enough to get my heart pounding.

Colin tried to talk to Jen but she ignored him. She was talking to a tall guy, a dark haired hipster-type I didn't know. Then I realized I did know him! It was Drums, my old frat brother!

I made my way over but was intercepted by professors a half dozen types. "Was that Drums?" I asked when I finally made it over.

"Yeah!" Jen said enthusiastically. "Ramones are doing a comeback and he's drummer! Can you believe it?!" She loved old bands so her excitement didn't surprise me. "They're playing at Colin's after party!"

My cock jerked at hearing that. "So we're going?" I asked. We hadn't discussed it since Colin's invitation at Donovans.

"I guess we have to, to see Drums" she said.

I looked at her. Did she want to support my old frat buddy? Or did she want to fuck Colin again (now that she had the green light from me) and this was just a legitimate excuse to go?

In the end did it matter? "Okay, we're going," I said trying to keep my excitement in check.

Penn State won by 2 touchdowns. The President's Reception was even more boring than I feared and dragged on forever.

After the Reception we drove to Colin's house. It was unseasonably warm and he'd set up a big circus type tent in the yard. The grass made it tough on Jen in her high heels, but once inside the tent there was an artificial wood floor.

"Oh my god there they are!" Jen squealed seeing the Ramones playing on the stage. She grabbed my hand and literally dragged me to the front. The new band sounded just like Joey, Johnny and Dee Dee. Drums was great on percussions. To my surprise he sang really well too. Jen was soon dancing and bopping in place, her blonde hair swinging wildly, singing along. Honestly I wasn't into punk music but I loved seeing Jen having so much fun.

The band took a break and Drums approached us. He hugged Jen and we shook hands. He looked different now, older, more mature and confident. But then, I hadn't seen him for years. He told me how they'd just signed a big record deal and were about to go on a worldwide tour.

"Wanna go backstage and meet the rest of the band?" Drums offered.

"I'd love to!" Jen practically squealed. She was way into groupie mode now.

I looked at the mass of people behind the curtain surrounding the other two Ramones. "You go ahead," I said deciding to pass. "I think I'll go find the bar."

I got a scotch and went into the house. Inside was just as crowded as the tent. I looked around the place. It was a big house but rundown. It looked like Colin kept it just to host parties when he was at Penn State.

I went upstairs on my self-guided tour. I was being nosy but I didn't care. The sounds of the party faded as I explored further into the house. Towards the back – about as far away from the party you could get – I heard sounds of sex coming from the bedroom.

It didn't surprise me. This was a big party, a big house with a lot of bedrooms, a lot of alcohol (and recreational drugs) flowing. The door was partially open. I couldn't help it, I silently approached and looked in.

It was Colin. He was riding a girl. Feeling relief and disappointment, I saw immediately the girl wasn't Jen. The girl was a busty redhead, about as different from Jen as possible. I grinned. Jen had to see this!

I stumble upon a back staircase and went downstairs, back into the tent. Another band was playing. Jen wasn't in the tent. Neither was Drums. I saw one of the other Ramones and asked about him.

"He went into the house with a pretty blonde," he said.

I went back into the house. I searched all the rooms but couldn't find Jen or Drums. Finally I heard a familiar voice coming from the kitchen.

The kitchen was empty. I realized they were outside on the porch. The door was open and I could just see them. Drums sat playing guitar and Jen sat across from him.

"That's nice," Jen said listening to the music, sitting one leg under her on the sofa. "I didn't know you played guitar too. What have you been doing since college?"

"Bouncing around mostly," Drums said. "Hooked up with a few bands, did some solo. Clubs mostly, some concert halls, last summer I was in LA but mostly east coast."

"That sounds so good," Jen gushed. "I'd love that freedom, and being around music all the time, you're so lucky."

"Really?" Drums said surprised. "Sounds like you and Mike have a good thing going."

"We do," Jen said. "I'm just saying – I don't know – it's great the way you've avoided growing up." She laughed embarrassed. "That didn't come out right."

"That's okay, you're right," Drums said laughing back. He moved from his chair to her sofa, sitting next to her. "You like Bruce right?" he asked. When she nodded he played a soulful rendition of Thunder Road.

"That was freaking awesome!" she gushed when he finished.

"We're playing in New York City, I'll send you tickets," he offered.

"Awesome, we'll definitely be there!" she said excitedly.

He smiled at her. "You're a lot of fun, I wish we hung out more in college."

"Yeah," she agreed. "Can I asked you something? Drums isn't your real name, right?"

"Frankie," he said.

"That's nice, it fits you," Jen said. "Like a young Frankie Valli, you kinda look like him."

"Mostly only my mom calls me that," he said with a laugh.

"Oh okay, sorry," she said laughing back.

Drums looked into Jen's eyes. "You know ... I think I'd rather you call me Frankie."

"Oh ... okay," Jen said.

Suddenly Drums leaned in and kissed her. It was only a few seconds. He pulled away when Jen squirmed under him. "Sorry," he said breathing hard.

"That's okay," Jen said. She was breathing hard too.

"I always wanted to do that," Drums said with a crooked grin. "You can really kiss."

"I better find Mike," Jen said getting up, not returning his smile.

I hurriedly stepped into the darkness of the pantry. A moment later they passed me. I counted to ten and then followed.

I approached from a different direction. Jen was talking with some friends. Drums wasn't there. "Hey you," she said squeezing my hand.

"Hi," I said. "Can I talk to you?" I led her down the hall until we were alone. Then I pulled her into a bedroom. I pushed her up against the wall and kissed her.

"What's gotten into you?" she giggled kissing me back.

"I saw Drums hit on you," I said excitedly pushing my tongue into her mouth.

"That came out of nowhere," she observed with a giggle.

"You should've made out with him, let him touch you," I said pressing my body against hers, fondling her, pulling her skirt up.

"I would've if I'd known you were watching," she said with another giggle, getting her cum face on.

I reluctantly pulled away. "I wanna show you something," I whispered excitedly.

"What?" she whispered back smiling mischievously. I took her hand. "Wait," she said fixing her blouse and pulling her skirt down. "Okay," she said taking my hand. "Where are we going?"

I led her to the back staircase. When we got to the second floor I put a finger to her lips. We quietly approached the bedroom. The door was still cracked open and we looked in.

Jen's eyes grew wide. Colin was still fucking the redhead. Either he had incredible staying power or they were on round two.

Colin hadn't lost any of his football physique. His muscles tensed with each thrust, making his arms, legs and chest look even more chiseled.

Then he got on his back and the redhead got on top, impaling herself on his cock. We had a clear view of his cock each time she pulled up. His cock was really long and thick.

I looked at Jen's face. She definitely had her cum face on now. "We better go before we get caught," she whispered pulling away.

"Just a little longer," I said holding her in place. I stood behind her, cupping and fondling her breasts as we watched, thumbing her nipples through her blouse and bra.

The door opened on the other side of the bedroom and a man walked in. The man was shirtless and in the process of taking off his pants, clearly intending to join the fun. "Shit I think he saw me" Jen whispered moving from the door. "Come on Mike we have to go!" She pushed through me to the back staircase, grabbing my hand and pulling me with her.

Downstairs I thought we'd rejoin the party. Instead Jen gave me a sloppy open mouth kiss and said "I need you to take me home right now and fuck me!"

In our hotel room we tore off our clothes. "What excited you more, Drums hitting on you or watching Colin fucking?" I asked kissing her and tearing off her blouse.

"Both!" she said grappling with my belt and pants. "What got you more excited?"

I pulled up her skirt and pushed her onto the bed, getting between her legs. "Watching Drums kissing you!" I growled as I shoved my dick inside her.

We fucked hard and moments later I came.

"God that was good," Jen gushed, panting. "We have to do that again."

My heart deflated hearing her Jenspeak for "you didn't make me cum, I need more."

"Sorry I came so fast," I said moving my hand to her clit.

"I loved it!" she insisted.

"No, you haven't cum yet," I said. I rubbed her clit as I kissed down her neck, behind her ear, my other hand cupping and fondling her breasts, touching her the way she liked touched. As she panted harder I sucked a nipple into my mouth, using both hands to finger fuck her. She came moments later.

"God that was good!" she gushed as her panting calmed down. "But Mike, I loved the first time too."

"I came too fast, you didn't cum," I said.

"Mike it's not always about that," she insisted.

"Jen I've seen you with your lovers," I said. "I know how you are with them, and how you are with me. I can tell the difference. It's not even close. But it's okay, I'm not upset."

She shook her head giving me a playful scowl. "You don't know as much as you think mister."

Later as we snuggled in bed, I said "You can't tell me you aren't still hot for Colin, not after tonight."

"I never said I wasn't hot for him," she said. "I'm a slut, remember?" She smiled. "You recognized her right? The redhead? Julie, Tony-Tony's wife."

"You're kidding?" I said with wonder. Then my eyes grew wide. "Wait ... wasn't that Tony-Tony who walked in?"

"Yeah ... I think he saw me," she said grimacing.

"I doubt it, it was dark. He just saw shadows."

"Maybe," she said. She got a faraway look, as if playing back the scene in her head. "Can you imagine, Julie with both Colin and Tony-Tony?" She shivered at the thought.

"You sound envious," I said with a crooked grin.

She put her hand over my cock. I was hard again. "This is all I need."

"Yeah right," I said sarcastically, thinking of my barely 5 inches compared to Colin's and Tony-Tony's. I pushed her onto her back and kissed her. "I'd love to see you with Colin and Tony-Tony."

"God Mike you pick the worse people," she said. "Scott, Tom and Colin -- I have history there."

"That's what makes it so exciting," I said looking lustfully at her.

She rolled her eyes. "It'd be easier if I fucked Drums," she said sarcastically.

"Seriously you're attracted to him?"

"No, Mike, god ..." she said frustrated. She gave me a whatever look. "You're not gonna stop until I do this huh?"

"Like you wouldn't enjoy it," I said smiling lustfully at her.

"I don't want to hurt you," she said.

"I told you I can deal with it better now," I insisted.

She shook her head giving me a skeptical look. "We'll see ..."

The next morning Jen texted Colin: "Awesome party, sorry didn't say bye."

A moment later her cell rang. It was Colin of course. "Heading back this morning?" he asked.

She lied, "We were but Mike got hijacked for a symposium in the math department."

"Sounds exciting," Colin said with a laugh.

"Yeah," Jen said laughing back.

"I'm free today, how about hanging out?" Colin asked.

Jen hesitated only a moment. "Sure, why not?" she said.

She hung up and looked at Mike. "I better get ready," she said.

"When will you be back?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" she said putting on her makeup.

"You're gonna hang out then come back here right?"

She stopped putting on eyeliner. "Mike, this is Colin," she said. "He knows the only reason I called is to fuck."

"Are you mad?" I asked reading her body language and tone of voice.

"I've spent the last 7 years trying to get away from him," she said. "Now you're pushing me back to him."

"You don't want to do this?" I asked putting my hand on her shoulder.

"It's not that," she said finishing her makeup.

"What then?" I asked.

She got up and put a foot on the bed and rolled a stocking up her long leg, attaching it to her garter belt. She did the same for her other leg. She wiggled into a tight skirt and blouse we'd bought that morning and then stepped into high heels.

"What?" I asked again.

"Can you zip me?" she asked turning around and holding up her hair.

"Tell me what you're thinking," I said as I zipped her up.

She turned to me looking apprehensive. "Mike ... Colin's different from the others," she said rubbing my chest. "He was my first real boyfriend. He took my virginity. I loved him Mike. I thought we'd get married. I daydreamed about it for years."

"But you don't love him anymore, right?" I said.

"No but ... I don't know. I'm just saying he's different. You see that right?"

"I get it," I said.

There was a knock at the door. She looked at the door and then back at me. "Are you sure about this?" she whispered.

"Yeah," I said after only a moment's hesitation. "This is the hottest thing we've ever done. You'll love it. We both will."

"Okay," she said with a tight smile. "Once it starts you won't be able to stop it, okay?"

"I get it," I said.

"Okay," she said. She rubbed my chest again and looked at the patio. I grabbed my coat and went outside. I closed the sliding door leaving a few inches open. Then she partially closed the curtains.

We'd tested it. I'd be able to see and hear everything but Colin wouldn't be able to see me. And the patio had a privacy hedge so no one would be able to see me.

"Hey Jenny," Colin said as Jen opened the door. He was holding a brown grocery bag.

"Hi." She took a step back inviting him in. He gave her a kiss hello on the cheek as he stepped in.

"You look incredible," he said looking her up and down. "As always" he added with a laugh.

"Thanks," Jen said. "We went to church this morning. I was about to change."

"Don't change on my account," he said grinning. "You look great."

"What do you feel like doing?" Jen asked.

"I thought we'd hang out, catch up," he said. He pulled a six pack and a bottle of wine from the bag. "See, the good stuff," he said pulling out one of the imported beers.

"What, no Old Milwaukee?" Jen said with a laugh.

"Are you kidding, Old Mil is high class compared to other stuff we drank in college," Colin joked. He opened two beers and handed Jen one.

"Thanks," she said laughing.

"To old times," he said and they clinked bottles. Jen sat on the bed and Colin sat on a chair. "We had some good times right?"

"Yeah," Jen said. "Good and bad I guess."

"You know I'll always feel bad about what I did at the Crypts right?" he said. "I loved you. You dumped. I was drunk and lost it."

"You didn't love me Colin," Jen said. "Mike loved me. That's why he protected me."

"And you don't think I don't think about that every day?" he said self-reproachfully. "I'll always feel like a coward for that."

"You're not a coward Colin," Jen said dismissively. "Mike's just a hero."

Colin winched. They were silent, drinking their beers.

After a while Colin said, "So you're still happy with him? I've heard rumors. Something about Ricky and Scott. Tom somebody."

Jen shrugged. "What about you? I heard you're dating Olivia?" If Jen and Allie were the prettiest girls at Penn State, Olivia had been the next prettiest. She was brunette and curvy like Allie instead of blonde, petite and leggy like Jen.