Consequences Pt. 13

"My husband is traveling," Jen said.

"Okay, just curious," Malcolm said.

A few minutes later Drums came over. "Ready to get out of here?" he asked Jen.

"Sure," Jen said getting up, feeling somewhat disappointed to leave.

"Hey Drums can I talk to you a minute?" Malcolm said.

"I'll meet you outside," Drums said to Jen. Drums walked with Malcolm away from the other girls so they couldn't hear.

"Jen's hot, are you fucking her tonight?" Malcolm whispered, grinning wickedly at Drums.

"That's the plan," Drums said smiling back.

"You're friends with her husband?" Malcolm asked, leaving unspoken the rest of the question - you'd really fuck your friend's wife?

"I don't give a shit," Drums said grinning, and the friends laughed and did a fist bump.

"Any chance I get some of that pussy?" Malcolm asked. The band often shared girls.

"I'm not sure," Drums said looking uncertain. "Jen was a real party girl in college, but I don't know if she's into that. I'll let you know."

A few minutes later Jen and Drums were walking outside. "God the air feels good, I don't smoke much anymore," Jen said talking about the marijuana.

"You smoked weed back into college?" Drums asked.

"Too much probably," Jen said with a laugh.

"Mike smokes?" he said surprised. He knew Jen was a partier but he thought of her as a good girl.

"Not really," Jen said. "I stopped when we started going out." She laughed. "I guess he made me grow up."

"That sucks!" Drums joked, and they both laughed.

They went into a bar and ordered drinks. "So you wanted to be Sting huh?" Jen asked with a lopsided smile.

"Yeah, do you like the Police?"

"God yeah!" Jen gushed. "I saw them once, they played at Penn State."

"I was at that concert!" Drums said excitedly. "Remember when Sting played that big upright bass when they did Every Breath You Take?"

"Oh god, that was so freaking incredible!" Jen agreed excitedly. "I was right up front, it was so amazing to hear the chord changes!"

"I was up front too! Where were you?"

"I was like, to the right of center stage a little."

"Oh okay, I was over on the left," Drums said. "How did you score such a great spot?"

"Allie and I camped out for like 2 days," Jen said with a laugh, remembering.

"I remember that ticket line, it was like a camp site," Drums said laughing with Jen. He looked into Jen's eyes. "How come we never met?"

"We did meet."

"I mean, before you started going with Mike," Drums said.

"I don't know," Jen said with a shrug. "I think I saw you play a few times."

Drums nodded. "Yeah, I remember seeing you," he said looking into her eyes. "You're kinda hard to forget."

Jen laughed and then shyly looked away. After a moment she said wistfully, "Those were fun times."

"What, college? Yeah they were," Drums said. He laughed. "I guess I'm still living those days."

"Nothing wrong with that," Jen said. "Do you party every night?" she asked referring to the scene in Malcolm's dressing room.

He shrugged sheepishly. "I guess none of us have grown up yet," he said with a self-conscious laugh.

"I'm not judging you," Jen said. "I've done wild things too." She gave Drums a crooked smile. "So, will Malcolm sleep with both those girls?"

"Probably," Drums said with a laugh. "Mal thinks a lot of himself. You get why the password is Big Malcom?"

"Yeah, I get it," Jen said with a laugh, rolling her eyes.

"He's not as big as he thinks," Drums said with a mischievously smile. "The password oughta be Big Drums."

"Stop, too much information!" Jen said with another laugh. They looked at each other, grinning.

"So I guess you and Mike are all grown up now?" Drums asked.

"I think Mike was all grown up when he was 12," Jen said with a laugh.

"Yeah, he WAS always the serious one," Drums agreed remembering their fraternity days. "The adult in the room."

"Yeah ..." Jen said looking off into the distance.

"So what ... no fun and games anymore?"

"We have fun," Jen said. "We're happy."

"But?" Drums prompted.

"There's no but," Jen said with a laugh.

"Come on, there's always a but," Drums said with an encouraging smile.

"... I don't know," Jen said after a moment. "With Mike, everything is ... I don't know ... complicated." She shook her head. "God that was strong weed, I'm still lightheaded."

"Yeah, Mal always gets the good stuff," Drums said.

"I better get home," she said.

"We can share a taxi," Drums suggested immediately. "First your place, then I'll take it to mine."

"Okay," Jen agreed.

As they rode in the taxi, Jen asked "So what's it like on a worldwide tour?"

"It's a lot of work actually," Drums said. "Don't get me wrong, it's a lot of fun too. It gets lonely though."

"Oh I'm sure you have your share of girls," Jen teased, smiling.

"We're not all like Malcolm," Drums said modestly, smiling back.

"Yeah right," Jen said with playful sarcasm. "You don't have a girlfriend?"

"Not right now," he said. "You know at Colin's party?" he said getting serious. "Sorry about kissing you."

"It's okay Frankie," she said in a soft voice, looking away from him.

There was an awkward silence. Breaking the tension, Drums joked "Sorry but just once in my life I had to kiss Jenny Johnson." He laughed.

"Oh go away!" Jen said laughing back and playfully hitting him on the arm.

After a few moments Drums said "You know, I knew Ricky back in college."

Jen looked into his face. "You did?"

"Yeah," Drums said, looking into Jen's face. "We weren't close. But yeah, I knew him. He's in California now, right?"

"Yeah, last I heard," Jen said. She looked straight ahead, out the front window. They rode the rest of the way in silence.

The taxi stopped in front of the loft apartment. "This is your place?" Drums asked.

"Yeah."

"When's Mike getting home?"

"Monday," Jen said.

"Your place looks really nice," Drums said.

Jen hesitated, then said "Wanna come up?"

Inside the loft apartment Jen asked "Wanna drink?"

Drums was holding the bottle of Highland Park scotch. "This is high class stuff," he said admiringly.

"Want some?" Jen said getting a glass.

"There's not much left," Drums said.

"Mike will get more," Jen said unconcerned. She took the bottle from Drums, momentarily touching his hand. Electricity seemed to pass between them. She opened it and emptied the bottle, handing the glass to Drums. She poured herself a glass of white wine.

They sat on the sofa. That evening they'd had no trouble finding things to talk about, but suddenly both were tongue tied.

Drums saw all the signs though. He knew Jen was his for the taking. Wordlessly, he took Jen's glass from her hands and put both glasses on the table. Then he boldly pulled Jen into his arms and kissed her.

Their kiss was long and passionate, and Jen let him explore her mouth with his tongue. He moved his hands between them but her jacket was in the way. He pulled away, both of them panting. "Let's take his off," he said gripping the lapels of her jacket.

"Okay," Jen said panting, and she helped him take off her jacket. Jen also pulled off the hair band, freeing her long blond hair. Then Drums kissed her again.

Jen fell onto her back on the sofa, Drums on top of her, their lips never parting. He moved his hand between their bodies and cupped her small breast over her blouse. He felt her hard nipple through the fabric of her blouse and bra.

He began unbuttoning her blouse. She stopped him.

"Wait Frankie," she said panting. "We have to talk first."

"About what?" he asked, his cock so hard it hurt.

They both sat up on the sofa, Jen buttoning her blouse. "Mike and I have an agreement," Jen told Drums. "I can sleep with other guys if I want."

"He's okay with that?" Drums asked. "You have an open marriage?"

"Sorta," Jen said. "He lets me have boyfriends."

"Seriously?" Drums asked amazed. "How many?"

"Never more than one at a time you jerk," she said with a laugh, playfully hitting his chest. She didn't think of Alec or Jamie as boyfriends.

"Do you have a boyfriend now?" Drums ask.

"No. That's what I'm saying." She played with the buttons of his shirt. "I've always liked you Frankie," she said looking into his eyes.

He smiled. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

He leaned in and they kissed again.

She managed to pull away. "How does this sound?" she asked.

"I guess I'm not sure what you're saying," Drums said.

"I'm saying I'm open to a relationship with you," Jen said. "No commitments. But if you want, and it works out, I'll be your sorta girlfriend." She knew she was going fast, but she only had 9 ½ weeks.

"My sorta girlfriend?" he said with a laugh.

"I am married you know," she said laughing back. She played with his buttons again. "I can visit you on tour. Maybe you won't be so lonely."

"I'd like that," Drums said smiling into her eyes. Jen was the prettiest, sexiest girl he'd ever met. He'd love to spend time with her.

"But you need to understand something okay?" Jen said. "This is all just fun. I'm Mike's wife and I'll never leave him."

"I get that," Drums said.

"I'm not gonna fall in love with you, so don't fall in love with me okay?" Jen said giving him a crooked smile. Her voice was joking but they both knew she was serious.

"Don't worry, I'm not the falling-in-love kind of guy," he said with a laugh. "So how does this all start?"

"It starts like this," Jen said getting up. She took his hand and they walked into the bedroom. She sat Drums on the bed. Then, standing in front of him, she unbuttoned her blouse. She took it off, dropping it on the floor.

He cupped her tits. "I've wanted to see these for a long time," he said.

"Yeah?" Jen said. She reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. He pulled the bra off her arms.

"God you're beautiful Jen," he gushed looking at her perfect small breasts and flat sexy stomach. He cupped her tits again, this time skin against skin. He thumbed her hard nipples.

"Feels good," she said. "Now your turn." She reached down and helped him pull off his t-shirt. "You have a really nice body," she said running her fingertips over his sculpted chest and muscular arms.

"Come here," Drums said, pulling Jen onto the bed so she lay on her back. They kissed, exploring each other's body.

Soon they were both panting. They urgently groped at the other's pants. Drums peeled off Jen's skinny jeans, and then Jen took off his. They both paused to admire the other's body.

"God Frankie you're beautiful," Jen gushed, practically salivating looking at his cock. The rumors were true, he was long, really thick and rock hard. She lowered her head and went down on him. She did the best she could but he was so thick she could barely manage to swallow his cock head and an inch of his shaft.

Drums watched as Jen sucked him. He couldn't believe it! Jenny Johnson was blowing him! He'd lusted after her for years! He knew who she was back in college of course, even before she started dating Mike, everyone knew Jenny Johnson and Allie O'Malley. He'd been shocked when she started going out with Mike. Mike was an okay guy but he was a geek, way out of Jenny's class. She should've dated him, not Mike. But now all was right in the world, because his cock was down her throat!

Drums felt himself getting close. While he'd love to cum in her pretty mouth, splash his jizz over her pretty face, he wanted to feel her pussy. He lifted her head off his cock and laid her on her back. He moved to go down on her, to pay her back, but she stopped him.

"That's okay, I want you inside me," she said urgently.

Drums didn't need to be asked twice. He got between her opened legs. He looked at her pussy and liked what he say. Completely bald, two thin lips pressed tightly together, the lips just a shade darker than the surrounding skin and moist with excitement. She looked really tight.

"Do you have a condom?" Jen asked.

"Really?" he said disappointed. He hated condoms.

"Yeah, sorry, I'm not on birth control," she said.

That surprised him. It turned him on too. "I'll pull out," he offered.

"Sorry, it's one of our rules," Jen said. She reached into the side table and pulled out a foil package. She opened it and tried rolling it over Drums's thick shaft but the condom was too small.

"Oops, this is one of Mike's," she said tossing the small size condom on the floor. She reached for another one, this time making sure to get the XL size.

"You make Mike wear a condom?" Drums asks.

"Yeah, I told you, I'm not on the pill," she said. She opened the package with her teeth and rolled the condom on his thick shaft. He was so long it only went down a little passed halfway, but that was alright, it was like that with all her lovers.

"Come on, I want you," Jen urged, pulling him on top of her.

"Mike always wears a condom?" Drums asked, curious.

"Not always, he's my husband right?" Jen said.

"I'm your sorta boyfriend," Drums joked with a grin.

"Okay, maybe sometimes I won't make you wear one," Jen said with another laugh. "But not this time, it's a bad time of the month for me." She reached between them and put her hand around his shaft. "Come on, I want to feel this impressive piece of man inside me."

"Your wish is my command," Drums said, leaning on his elbows and pushing forward as Jen guided him into her.

"Ugh!" she gasped as he entered her. "Go slow, okay?" she panted. He was one of the thickest she'd ever had.

"Yeah, yeah," Drums agreed, marveling at the exquisite smooth as silk tightness of Jen's pussy. God, he never felt a pussy so good! (And his cock had been in a lot of pussies!) He pushed in slowly, a little at a time. Jen opened her legs wider and shifted her hips to make it easier.

"God I feel like you're splitting me in half!" Jen gasped. "Are you all in?"

"Yeah, I'm impressed you can take all of me, most girls can't," he said.

Jen wrapped her arms around Drums' neck and pulled him down, kissing him. "I'm not most girls," she breathed into his mouth. "Besides, I like big guys. Now fuck me."

Drums moved in and out, going slow at first as Jen lubricated his cock. "Is Mike big?" he asked looking into her face. He already knew the answer by the size of his condom, but he couldn't resist asking.

"No," Jen said simply.

Her answer seemed to heighten his passion. He fucked her harder and faster. Jen dug her nails into his muscular arms. "Yeah, fuck me, fuck me," she chanted, her eyes rolling into her head and her mouth forming an O.

"You like getting fucked hard slut?" Drums taunted her as he fucked her hard.

"Yeah, I like it!" Jen said, raising and pushing her hips to meet Drums' thrusts. "Call me a slut! I like that, that's what I am, a slut! Treat me like a slut!"

"Does Mike fuck you this good?" Drums asked as he slammed her.

"Not like this!" Jen said, and just then her back arched and her toes curled as she had a massive orgasm!

"FUCK, FUCK!" she yelled as the immense pleasure ripped through her body. Then as the pleasure faded, replaced by post-orgasmic bliss, she chanted softly "fuck, fuck ..."

"You are so freaking good!" Jen gushed, giggling like a little girl and running her soft hands over Drums face. "Your turn now. Fuck me as hard as you want. I can take it."

"Will you like it too?" he asked with a grin.

"I WILL like it!" Jen said smiling back into his eyes.

For the next 15 minutes Drums fucked Jen so hard he practically rammed her through the wall. Jen held onto his arms for dear life. She couldn't remember the last time she'd been pounded so hard, the fucking made even more intense by Drums' incredible thickness.

She came again on his cock, and the spasms of her pussy pushed him over the edge. "I'M FUCKING CUMMING!!" he growled, and then his hips lurched violently into her again and again as he shot his load into the condom! It was the best orgasm of his entire life, made so incredible by fucking the girl he'd lusted after for so long, the taboo of fucking his friend's wife, and also the incredible silky smoothness of her amazing pussy!

"That was incredible!" Drums gushed, panting.

"God it was!" Jen said gasping.

"Why did we wait this long?!" Drums said. "We should've hooked up in college!"

"I know!" Jen said smiling delightedly.

Leaning on his elbows, Drums smiled elatedly into Jen's eyes. Jen smiled back, running her fingertips along his cheeks.

"So this isn't a one-time thing?" he asked. "We can really see each other?"

"Yeah, if you want," Jen said.

"I do want," Drums said.

"Me too," Jen said, continuing to caress his face.

Drums beamed into her eyes. He leaned down and kissed her. He started getting hard again.

"Already?" Jen giggled.

"You have the most amazing feeling pussy!" Drums gushed.

"You're pretty amazing too mister," Jen said. She rubbed his chest. "But you should pull out first, so ..."

"Yeah, okay," he said pulling out of her.

"Careful," Jen said gently, grasping his shaft to keep the condom from falling off. "God," she said looking amazed at the huge amount of sperm in the reservoir of the condom. She quickly looked at the base of his cock. Luckily no sperm had leaked from the condom.

She tenderly took off the condom and wrapped it in tissues. "You came a lot," she said slowly stroking his shaft. He quickly went from mostly hard to completely hard. "Do you always cum so much?"

"I was so hot for you," he said, not wanting to scare her off.

"I was hot for you too," she said smiling into his eyes. She caressed the tattoos on his muscular arms. "Tell me about these."

"My tats? I got this one in college, I was playing in a band," Drums said. The tattoo showed a sequence of a person playing the drums, like 3 snapshots of a drummer in action.

"It's awesome," Jen said running her fingertips along the images of the drummer. "What was the band? The Living Dead?" Jen giggled.

"Mike came up with that name," Drums said.

"I know, he's into zombies," Jen giggled, playfully rolling her eyes.

"That band didn't last long," Drums said chuckling. "No, this was before that. God, you know, I can't even remember that band's name."

"What's this one?" Jen asked now running her fingers along the tattoo on his other arm. The tattoo ran from his shoulder down to almost his wrist.

"It's spiritual," Drums said. "I'm part American India. It's a bunch of gods and spirits. I've been working on it for a couple of years."

"It's really cool," Jen admired, still running her fingers along the tattoos.

"You're into tats?" Drums said. "You don't have any right?"

"I'd like to get one, on my back. Maybe another, a little one below my neck," Jen said. "Mike doesn't like them."

"You'd look good with one," Drums said grinning. "They're really sexy."

"Maybe you can convince him," Jen said with a laugh. "You're part Indian? I thought you were Greek."

"Yeah, crazy mix huh? I've got Greek in me, Middle Eastern too. What are you?"

"Explains the tall, dark and handsome," Jen said smiling into his eyes. "I'm a mix too. I'm not exactly sure, but my mom told me German and Scandinavian."

"Explains the blonde hair and blue eyes," Drums said running his fingers though Jen's long lush blonde hair.

"I guess," Jen said with a laugh.

"You know, I lied," Drums said. "I definitely knew who you were, before you started dating Mike. I guess I worshipped you from afar. I'm kicking myself, I should have asked you out before Mike did."

"I think I would've still ended up with Mike," Jen said. "You know, fate."

"Yeah, but, we could've had fun," he said with a laugh.

"That's true," Jen said laughing back. She wrapped her other hand around his shaft, stroking him faster. "We've having fun now though, right?" she said smiling at him.

"Yeah," he agreed. She lowered her head and took him into her mouth.