He wondered if she was with Drums, or if she had a new lover (or lovers). Maybe she was with Tom, or even Scott. He knew she'd have plenty of suitors, she was too beautiful and amazing not too. The thought of Jen in a serious relationship with another man made him unhappy.
He put his hands in his pockets and forced thoughts of Jen out of his head. They weren't good for each other. She wasn't good for him. He wasn't good for her. He had to move on. There were lots of beautiful, amazing girls in the world. He'd find one eventually. Not Tara, but someone.
Jen rushed into the meeting, late again. "Sorry," she said taking her place at the front of the table and glancing over the latest Memphis status reports. Most everyone - especially the women - gave her patient, understanding smiles. "Okay, where are we?" she said to begin the meeting.
After the meeting Allie went into Jen's office. "How's it going?" she asked closing the door.
"Anna was up all night," Jen bemoaned, dropping tiredly into her chair.
"I thought she was sleeping better," Allie said.
"She is, she's a good baby," Jen said proudly. Then she looked tired again, her exhaustion mixed with worry. "I think she has colic."
"Oh, Darren had that, he never stopped crying," Allie lamented understandingly. She smiled encouragingly. "It'll get better honey. How's the nanny situation coming along?" Jen had already gone through 2 nannies, both were older women (in their 50s) and neither had worked out.
"I have a new one starting today, Maggie," Jen said hopefully. "She's a student at NYU."
"See? It's already getting better," Allie said reassuringly.
Jen sighed as Allie left. She worried about Anna. It took all her will power not to call the daycare center to check up on her. She resisted the impulse, she didn't want to be a high maintenance, helicopter mom. But it was hard leaving her 5 month old in the care of people who were little more than strangers.
She looked at her calendar and sighed again. There was no chance of leaving early today, her calendar was packed with meetings. Many were high stress with Memphis execs on how their marketing campaign was progressing. She had to be on the top of her game, she couldn't afford to lose the Memphis account, she really needed this job.
She went into her private bathroom. She'd thrown on jeans and a casual blouse to rush Anna to daycare. Now she had to get ready for the day.
She undressed and did her hair and makeup. She spent way less time than she used to, being busy and only having so much time.
She picked out an outfit from the small armoire in the bathroom. Before dressing she looked at herself in the full length mirror. She sighed as she appraised her body. She'd lost most of the baby weight, mostly because she was always running around and often forgot to eat. But her body wasn't as firm and toned as before. She hadn't been to the gym since before having Anna. Who had time? She wouldn't feel comfortable wearing a string bikini any time soon.
As usual, Jen ran the Memphis meetings. Scott sat in the back of the room with Leo and Owen, all of them on Jen's Memphis team (Leo and Owen were a few years older than Scott). "She looks good," Leo whispered, his eyes on Jen's ass and legs.
"Her tits are bigger," Owen said approvingly. He looked at Scott. "So Mike's history?"
"That's what I hear," Scott said, his eyes roving Jen's body too. She definitely looked good in the tight designer dress. He liked her new curves.
"Have you hooked up with her yet?" Owen asked. Everyone knew Scott had had an affair with Jen, it was a well-known secret. Most knew about her affair with Tom too. Their beautiful and sexy boss was often the subject of lunch time and happy hour conversations among the guys (and a lot of the girls) of the office.
"I'm biding my time boys," Scott said, eying her tits. They definitely were bigger, and for him bigger was better.
"I think I'll make a move on her," Leo said his eyes still on her legs. Fuck she looked great in those 4 inch high heels.
"Yeah, like you'd have a chance with Jennifer Johnson," Owen said with a derisive laugh. Although Owen enviously knew Leo was as big a player as Scott, and just as good with the girls.
"Jennifer Johnson?" Leo asked. "Whatever happened to Jennifer Andrews?"
"She went back to her maiden name dick head," Owen derided again. Owen was good with the girls too. He'd have as good a chance getting into Jen's pants as Leo and even Scott.
"Keep it down!" Scott chastised in a low voice, seeing Jen casting them a glare.
"Just tell me this," Owen whispered. "Did you really fuck her ass at a party at Penn State?"
Scott grinned at his two friends. "I promised not to say anything."
"Who did you promise? Jen?"
"I can only say this," Scott said grinning wickedly. "There was a party at Penn State. I was there. Jen was there." He paused dramatically. "Condoms were NOT in attendance."
"You lucky fuck," Leo said. Both Leo and Owen smiled enviously at Scott.
"What the hell was that about?" Jen said angrily bursting into Scott's office. "That was an important meeting, I needed you, Leo and Owen paying attention!"
"We were paying attention," Scott said innocently. "We were talking about how to improve the Ring's cross-marketing algorithms by getting finer segmentation resolutions."
Jen looked at Scott skeptically. "Okay, tell me your idea."
Scott's eyes drifted to Jen's chest. Her dress definitely looked tighter across her bust. And was that just a hint of her nipples denting the fabric? Scott felt himself getting hard. Jen's body had already been perfect. Now, with bigger tits and a curvier ass, she was even more alluring, it was like Jen v2.
"Hello Scott, I'm up here," Jen said sarcastically. "Tell me about your idea," she demanded.
"I'm still working the numbers boss," Scott said motioning to his computer screen. "I'll get you a memo."
"Whatever, okay," Jen said irritably. "I want the memo by Friday."
"You got it boss lady," Scott said giving her a boyish, dazzling smile. He looked at Jen's curvier ass as she walked out. Very nice, he thought to himself. He imagined fucking her doggy style, looking down at that improved, v2 ass. Definitely very nice.
Jen picked up Anna from daycare and then met Maggie at the loft apartment. Maggie was 19, a sophomore at NYC. But her freshman year had been a challenge so she'd shifted to the 5 year plan with a reduced course load. Her classes were on weekends so on weekdays she could watch Anna all day and into the early evening, and babysit sometimes on weekends after class. She was perfect!
The next week, with things working out fabulously with Maggie, Jen decided to check out a new gym. Her old gym was too expensive on just her salary, and anyway she didn't want people she knew seeing her in work out tops and tights until she got her old figure back. "Hi, I'm Jen, do you guys have yoga classes?" Jen asked the guy at the desk.
"I'm Danny," the man said, shaking Jen's hand and giving her a not so subtle up and down look. Jen was in her work clothes, a slim dress, stockings and high heels. "Sure, we've got yoga, pilates, dance classes too."
"Oh that's awesome!" Jen gushed. "I'd love to take dance classes, I minored in dance."
"I can tell," Danny said.
"You can tell?"
"Sure, you move gracefully, like a ballerina," Danny said admiringly, eyeing her up and down again.
"Um thanks," Jen said looking away demurely. She brushed a loose strand of blonde hair behind her ear and turned her attention to the price list. "So how much do you cost?"
"How much do I cost?" Danny said with a teasing grin, putting emphasis on the "I."
"I mean the gym," Jen said with a laugh.
"I'm a trainer so I've got a price too," Danny jokingly pointed out.
"Well, good for you," Jen said with another laugh. "Mostly I want yoga and pilates, maybe some dance. I don't need a trainer." She grimaced as she looked at the price list. This gym was more expensive than her old one! "I think you're too expensive for my pocketbook."
"I can do better than these rack rates," Danny said. "How does half off sound?"
"That sounds like, sign me up!" Jen said enthusiastically.
"I'll throw in a few training sessions, so you can try me out," Danny said grinning at her.
"Okay," Jen said with a laugh. "Um ... is there a yoga class now? I'd like to get a workout in tonight."
Danny checked the schedule. "You're in luck, we've got an advanced class starting now," he said smiling at her.
A short time later Danny watched Jen in the yoga class from the security monitor. He was able to focus and zoom on her. He liked what he saw. She was a knock out and had a great body. Sure, she could use some toning up, but she was easily the prettiest girl in the gym, in fact the hottest girl he'd seen anywhere in a while. He was definitely looking forward to getting to know her better.
The next day Jen had lunch with Keri. Keri was in town to check on how things were going with the Google campaigns. "How are you doing honey?" Keri asked looking concerned. "Have you heard from Mike?"
"Nope," Jen said uncaringly. "I try not to think about him." Mike hadn't called her once since she'd practically begged him to be with her during the delivery. Not even once. Not to find out if she was okay, to find out if it was a boy or girl, to find out Anna's name. Not even once.
Okay, she'd done terrible things and he'd gone through a lot. Okay, she got that. But he wasn't completely innocent. He'd pushed the limits of their game. He'd maneuvered her to be with Frankie, he'd encouraged her to develop feelings for him. And, most of all, he'd promised over and over he'd never leave her. He'd promised her repeatedly, no matter what she did, no matter what happened, he'd never leave her. Over and over he'd promised her that. That was a big part of why she'd agreed to go along with a lot of the things he wanted.
Yes, she'd done terrible things. But after all his promises, after his involvement in the things she'd done, he couldn't give their marriage a chance? He couldn't at least be there when she delivered Anna, to hold her hand as a friend? They'd been through so much together. How could he just turn her off that way?
"Well, I've got some news," Keri said hesitantly. "Do you want to hear?"
Jen shrugged as if she didn't care. She felt a lot of resentment and anger for Mike. He'd left her all alone, a single mom with a newborn. He hadn't called once. Not even once. She'd called him. He never answered. He never returned any of her calls.
"Whatever, tell me," Jen finally said.
"You know he's at Apple, right?" Keri began. She had a lot of contacts in Silicon Valley, she knew everything. "He's doing a good job. Better than good. He's attracting attention. Google would love to hire him."
"He's always been smart," Jen said with a shrug, looking away.
"He's really quiet though, from what I hear," Keri said continuing. "Keeps to himself. I mean, I know he's shy. But this is different, like he's detached from the world."
Jen shrugged again. He'd rejected her, he didn't want her help. And she was barely keeping above water now, having to take care of Anna all by herself and having all the responsibilities at work. "Is he seeing anyone?" she asked.
"I don't know," Keri admitted. She said gently, "There's a girl Tara -."
"I know who Tara is," Jen snapped.
From her tone, Keri knew better than to ask how Jen knew Tara. She said "I don't know if he's seeing her, but they seem to be friends."
Jen nodded, as if processing this information. Then she abruptly stood. "Thanks for lunch Keri, I'm got to get back," she said and hurried out.
She went into her office and locked the door, ignoring all the people trying to get her attention. She sat on the sofa with her knees together, urgently gripping the cushion. "I will not cry, I will not cry," she said over and over to herself, willing the tears away.
But then the tears came. The floodgates opened and soon she was curled up into a ball, sobbing into her hands. How could Mike do this to her? How could he leave her? He'd promised over and over. He was her hero, her knight in shining armor, how could he leave her all alone?
Finally Jen calmed down. She forced the tears away. She went into her private bathroom to fix her makeup. She would not let people know she cried.
She was over Mike. He was out of her life, he was dead to her. She'd thought he was a good man, but in the end he was a shit just like all the other men in her life. It'd just taken her longer to figure it out with him.
"Mike will never again make me cry," she swore to herself.
A few weeks passed and Jen got her life under control. She loved being a mother, and Anna was the joy of her life! Anna was a wonderful baby! She was over the colic and sleeping through most of the night.
Jen was getting more sleep and was starting to feel like a human again. Maggie was working out, so Jen even had some free time. Jen worked out whenever she could and it was showing, her body was firming up. She'd never be a size 0 again, but she was happy to be a size 2 as she liked the extra curves pregnancy had given her. And what girl would complain about going up a full cup size?
The next day Jen's cell rang. She had mixed feelings when she saw who it was. "Hi Frankie," she said into the phone.
"Hey babe, I'll be back in town tomorrow," Drums said brightly. "Wanna get together?"
"So how was your tour?" Jen asked the next evening. They were sitting in a bar around the corner from the loft apartment.
"Great, better than great!" Frankie gushed. He'd been on a worldwide tour for his new solo album since before Jen's delivery. "I've got another hit song!"
"I know, I hear it on the radio," Jen said smiling at him. "That's wonderful Frankie. I'm really happy for you."
"I'm sorry I haven't been around, to help with Anna," he said squeezing her hand.
"Don't worry about it Frankie, no drama remember?" Jen said. "You're not obligated to do anything."
"I want to be in her life, I want to be there for you Jen," Frankie said.
Jen smiled and nodded but didn't say anything.
"Can I met her?" Frankie asked.
"Sure, let's go," Jen said with a proud smile, always happy to show off her wonderful baby daughter.
"Maggie, this is Frankie," Jen said in the loft apartment.
"Oh my god, I know you!" Maggie said excitedly. "I love your songs!"
"How's Anna?" Jen asked, amused by Maggie's excitement over meeting Frankie. She didn't think of Frankie as a celebrity, but maybe he was (or was turning into one).
"She's good, she just went down," Maggie said distractedly, more interested in talking to Frankie. Jen went into the nursery (the old guest bedroom) to check on Anna, leaving Maggie to fawn over Frankie.
"You've got a fan club," Jen said with a laugh when Frankie joined her a few minutes later.
Frankie smiled. "Maggie seems like a nice kid," he said. "She's Anna's nanny?"
"Yes. She's wonderful, really saving my life," Jen gushed. "What do you think of Anna?"
Frankie looked down at the sleeping baby. She was a beautiful baby, silky blonde hair like Jen's, in fact her facial features resembled Jen's, it was easy to tell she was her daughter. He didn't see any of himself in Anna's face, but he figured that would come later as she grew up.
"You probably shouldn't pick her up, we don't want to wake her up," Jen whispered, looking lovingly at her daughter.
"That's cool, another time," Frankie said. He really didn't care about holding Anna. In fact, he really didn't care about Anna at all. He was there for Jen.
"Want a beer?" Jen asked. "I've got St. Pauli Girl."
"Cool, my favorite," Frankie said brightly.
"I remember," Jen said with a smile. They closed the nursery door and Jen got him a beer. She poured herself a glass of wine and they sat on the sofa.
"You look good Jen," Frankie said as they clinked glasses. He looked her up and down. She did look good, really good, even better than before she got pregnant.
"Thanks, I've been working out," Jen said smiling at him. "I've almost got my body back."
"You look like you're already there!" Frankie gushed.
"Um, not quite," she said. She pulled the blouse out of her skirt and undid the bottom 3 buttons. "I'm still working on my stomach," she said opening the blouse to show him her tummy. Her stomach was flat but perhaps not quite as firm and toned as before.
"Looks good to me," Frankie said putting his hands on her stomach.
Jen smiled at him. She unbuttoned the rest of her blouse and tossed it on the floor. Frankie was pleasantly surprised to see her wearing a sexy lacy bra instead of a maternity bra.
"You're not breast feeding?" he asked.
"I did at first, but it was impossible after I went back to work," Jen said with a grimace. That'd been one of the saddest days of her life, the last time Anna suckled at her nipple. Putting that sad memory out of her mind, she arched her back and said happily, "They stayed big though."
"I see that," Frankie said excitedly, looking at her tits. "I can feel it too" he joked as he cupped her bra covered breasts. "I've missed these."
"Yeah?" Jen said her eyelids getting heaving as he rubbed her nipples though the thin lacy material. She reached behind her and unsnapped the bra, tossing it onto the floor next to the blouse.
Jen got onto his lap, straddling his legs. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him. They tongued each other as he fondled her bare tits. When they took a break from making out a few minutes later they were both panting.
"You knew this would happen?" he asked as he continued to fondle her breasts, smiling and looking into her sweet blue eyes.
Jen nodded. "I haven't been with a man since the last time with you," she admitted. "I seriously need laid," she added with a giggle.
"Seriously?" he said both surprised and pleased. "You waited for me to get back?"
Not quite, Jen thought to herself. She'd been a basket case after seeing Mike. Then after having Anna, sex had been the last thing on her mind. And only now was she getting her body back.
Honestly she hadn't thought about sex much (if at all) since the last time she'd seen Mike. Even now she wasn't that into it. But she wanted sex with a man, because it was another step to putting Mike behind her and out of her head. Frankie was easy. She already had a relationship with him, it wasn't like she had to get picked up in a bar.
She kissed him again to avoid answering his question. Frankie fumbled at the zipper at the back of her skirt. Jen slid off his lap. She unzipped the skirt and wiggled out of it, pulling off her thong at the same time. Now she only had on stockings and high heels.
"You look really good Jen," Frankie gushed, seeing her (mostly) naked body. She was hotter than ever! He reached behind and cupped her ass cheeks in his palms. Her ass was fuller now, but just as tight. He definitely liked her more womanly curves!
Jen undressed him, running her fingertips over his muscular chest. She slid onto the floor and pulled off his pants. She pulled down his shorts and his rock hard cock popped out. She wrapped her hands around his shaft. He was so thick it took both hands to hold him. She lowered her head and took him into her mouth.
Frankie moaned and rolled his head back. Jen wasn't great at giving head, but having her submissively on her knees between his legs really turned him on. But he didn't want to cum in her mouth. He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. He threw her onto the bed, laughing. She quickly put a finger to his lips. "Not too loud, Anna," Jen whispered, reminding him she had a baby she didn't want to wake up.
"Sorry," Frankie said, hiding his irritation.
"Come here cowboy," Jen said smiling at him. Frankie got on top of her, between her open stockinged legs. She reached to the nightstand and got a bottle of lub from the drawer.
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