Making It Work Ch. 02

"I meant ... I mean, you said you lost control ... I lost control too," he said, trying to tell her he'd been that close to letting the black man fuck her bareback.

Jen understood. She squeezed his hand again. "I get that baby."

"It was so hot," Mike gushed. "Seeing him kissing you, his black skin against yours ..."

"You liked that?"

"Yes!" Mike said, the one syllable coming out like a moan. With her feet still in his crotch, she knew he was hard.

"What else did you like?"

"How did he feel inside you?" Mike asked.

"Freaking amazing," Jen said. "He's SOOO big."

"You came big time on his cock," Mike said.

She nodded, smiling.

"How many times?"

Jen thought about it, and then said "It was kinda like one long orgasm."

"Wow," Mike said. "You said no one's ever done that to you before?"

Jen heard excitement in her husband's voice, but anxiety too. She moved closer to him. "Are you okay baby?" she asked rubbing his arm.

"You said you belonged to him."

Jen softly rubbed Mike's erection over his pants. "Are we playing the game baby?" she asked.

"Yeah ... I think so."

"Only think so?"

"You said your pussy belonged to him ..."

She unzipped him and took out his hard cock. "Did you get upset when I said that?"

"Yeah."

"Bad upset?" she asked.

"I'm not sure."

"Remember, you're the one who told him where to touch me."

"Yeah," Mike admitted.

Jen straddled Mike and they kissed and made out. Mike's hands moved to Jen's pants. She got up and together they pulled off her tight jeans and panties. She got back on his lap and they kissed again.

Then Mike moved her onto her back and got between her legs. Her pussy looked normal again. The lips glistened with excitement, but they were tight instead of gaping like after she'd fucked Darren. Mike went down on her and did his magic.

"God yes I so need this!" Jen thought to herself. As he ate her out she fantasized about Darren fucking her. When Mike went lower and licked and tongued her asshole, she moaned and imagined it was Darren with his head down there. But Darren was too much of an alpha male to lick a girl's asshole. So in her fantasy she imagined Mike licking her asshole as Darren had his cock deep in her pussy, fucking her. With that thought in mind, her body shuddered with a powerful orgasm.

"God baby you're so freaking amazing at that," she gushed, pulling him up and kissing him.

Mike gave his wife a moment to recover, then he asked "Did you fantasize about Darren?"

"Yeah," she sheepishly admitted. She didn't describe her fantasy; she knew that would be crossing the line. But she saw lust in Mike's face. She took off his shirt and pants.

She ran her fingers along his chest. "He has a better body than you," she said.

"Darren?"

"Yeah. His body is so hard and tight."

"I'm not?"

"No," she said kissing Mike's chest. "We're playing the game, right Mike?"

"Yeah," Mike said.

Jen slid onto her knees. Mike sat up. Jen opened his legs and she got between them, taking his cock in her hand. "His cock is a lot bigger than yours," she said.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. A lot bigger." She lowered her head and licked Mike's shaft, then bobbed on him for a few moments.

"Want me to tell you something?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"Are you sure?" she said. "It's really bad."

"Yeah, tell me."

She licked Mike's shaft. "He wanted me to tell you to sit on the bed next to him. I'd take turns going down on you and him. That way I'd really see how big he is, and how small you are."

Mike's heart pounded and his head spun. He felt ready to burst. "Why didn't you?"

"I don't know," she said kissing the tip of his cock. "Would it turn you on if I did that next time?"

"There's going to be a next time with Darren?"

"I don't know," she said kissing his cock again. Then she straddled his legs and they kissed and made out.

"He came a lot," Mike said. "The condom didn't hold it all."

"I know," Jen said reaching down and guiding him into her. She slowly moved up and down, her arms around Mike's neck, kissing him.

"Some of his sperm may have gotten into you," Mike said.

"I think some did," she said, moving up and down on his cock. She pulled Mike close so her lips touched his ear. "You know he was really deep inside me when he came, right?"

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. He pushed all the way in. Even with the condom I felt him cum."

"Okay," Mike panted.

"So the sperm that leaked out got really deep inside me."

"Jen ..." Mike groaned.

"Mike ... the pill doesn't always work," Jen said. "I might be pregnant with his black baby right now."

"God Jeeeeeeen!" Mike cried as he came.

Later in bed they were on their sides, looking at each other. "You know I was just playing the game, right?"

"Yeah," Mike said.

"All those things I said about him owning me," she said. "It was kinda like stuff in stories, you know, the ones you show me on Literotica?"

"So you didn't mean it?"

"Of course not," she said kissing him. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah."

Jen rolled over and Mike spooned her. She thought about earlier that day when she stalked Darren's Facebook page, how she desired him. She thought about how she'd been tempted by Scott. She thought about how she'd fantasize about Mike licking her ass while Darren fucked her. Suddenly she started crying. She loved Mike, yet treated him like shit. Why couldn't she control herself?

Hearing her cry, Mike hugged Jen closer. "What's wrong baby?" he asked.

Jen didn't answer, still softly sobbing. Mike kissed his wife's neck, trying to comfort her. She eventually cried herself to sleep. Mike couldn't sleep though. He wondered if he was doing the right thing, pushing her to be with other men. Jen had a big sex drive. He couldn't keep her satisfied, he knew that. With the game they did it together, instead of behind his back. And he got off on it too, big time.

Darren made him nervous. It'd been so intense, and clearly he'd rocked Jen's world.

The things he'd said. Wanting to own her. Demeaning him in front of her. Had that been just a game, role playing? Or maybe Darren got off stealing away white wives?

Ironically, Mike had stalked Darren's Facebook page too. He'd see the same pretty white girls Jen had seen. Unlike Jen, Mike hacked Facebook and went to the pages of some of the girls. Most were single.

But many were married. And of those, more than a few were divorced. Of course, maybe those girls had hooked up with Darren after their divorces. Then again, maybe Darren was the reason for the divorces. Did Darren get off breaking up white marriages?

Mike decided to avoid mentioning Darren again.

On Friday Jen's team planned to go to happy hour. "How does happy hour sound?" she said to Mike on the phone.

"I don't think I can make it, we have a major report on Sapphire to get out tonight," he told her.

"I probably should make an appearance," she said.

"That's okay, you go, I'll meet you at home," Mike said.

"I won't be too late," she assured him. After hanging up with Mike, her iPhone rang. Her pussy started tingling when she saw the caller ID. It was Darren.

"Hey you," she said into the phone, pushing her blonde hair behind her ear.

"I had a great time the other night," Darren said.

"Me too," Jen said.

"Hope I wasn't too rough."

"No, I ...," Jen blushed embarrassed. "I kinda like that." She could hear him smile as if he knew.

"You're gorgeous, you know that?" Darren gushed. "You have an amazing body."

"Thanks!" Jen said thrilled at his compliment. "You do too."

"Your pussy is amazing," he gushed. "I've never felt a better one."

"Um, thanks," she said glancing nervously out her office door. Although she was on her cell, she closed the door. Now that no one could possibly hear, she said "No one's ever filled me like you."

"Not Mike, that's for sure," Darren said with a chuckle, having seen Mike's small penis.

"Um ... no," Jen giggled.

"Let's get together again," Darren said.

"I'd like to, but I can't," Jen said.

"Why not?"

"Darren, remember, I'm married," Jen said.

Darren shook his head. "I don't get it, what's the deal with you and Mike?"

"It's complicated," she said with a giggle.

"I've been with other white couples before," he said.

"You have?" Jen said playing dumb, but of course she'd seen Darren's Facebook page.

"Yeah, I've fucked a lot of white wives," he said. "No one as pretty as you," he added.

"Oh, that's soooo nice to hear," Jen said sarcastically. They shared a laugh.

"But I've met cucks like Mike before," he said.

"Please don't call him that," Jen said.

"Okay, whatever," he said with a shrug. "I'm just saying, I get what's inside his head. I bet he loved watching us, didn't he?"

"Sorta," Jen said. "I told you, it's complicated."

"So when can we get together again?"

"We'll see," Jen said. "Maybe a few weeks."

"How about lunch? I'm in New York this week. We'll just talk."

"Yeah right," Jen laughed.

Darren laughed back. "Seriously, just lunch. I'd like to get to know you better."

Jen was tempted, but ... "Darren, that's not a good idea," she said.

"Okay," he said with a shrug. "But tell me something Jen."

"What?"

"Who owns your pussy?" he said playful mischief in his voice.

"Did you really just ask me that?" Jen said with a laugh.

"I know you Jen," Darren said, his voice now hard and serious. "You're a slut for black cocks. So who owns your pussy?"

"Darren --."

He cut her off. "Are you a slut?"

"Darren, come on --."

"Shut up bitch and answer me!" he growled. "Or next time I'll whip your ass! Whip your ass good! Now answer me, are you a slut?"

Jen hesitated, then said "Yes."

"You're a slut for my black cock. Say it Jen."

"I'm a slut for your black cock," Jen said as if mesmerized.

"So who owns your pussy Jen?"

Breathing hard, her pussy burning, Jen said "You do Darren."

Jen was distracted at happy hour. She felt guilty about her conversation with Darren. If Mike heard it he'd be terribly upset, and he'd have a right to be. She should've just said "I can't see you again Darren" and hung up. Instead she'd been disloyal to Mike and said terrible things. Again!

"Why am I like this?" she thought. "Why can't I control myself?" Maybe her mom was right, she was a fuckup.

To Mike's surprise, the Sapphire report was easy to prepare. It was only 730. He decided to go to the happy hour. Maybe Jen could leave early and they could have dinner together.

Scott sidled up to Jen. She'd kept her distance from him, but she was distracted and anyway it didn't matter since Mike wasn't there. As usual, Scott was the center of attention, but she was only half listening. She was still thinking about her earlier call with Darren, chiding herself for acting so foolish.

"Jen did you hear me?" Scott asked.

"Sorry, what?" she said, distracted by her thoughts.

He held a lit cigarette. "Want one?" he asked.

Jen was a social smoker. She didn't often smoke because Mike didn't like it (cancer ran in his family; his brother had cancer but thankfully it was in remission; he had an aunt and uncle who died of lung cancer). But a cigarette sounded really good, it would help with her frazzled nerves. "That sounds good," she said smiling.

Scott put the cigarette in his mouth and pulled out the pack for another one. It was empty. "Sorry, you're out of luck," he said.

Jen gave him a WTF grin. "You offer me one and you're out?" she said mischief in her voice.

"Tough luck babe," Scott said with a chuckle.

With a crooked smile on her face, Jen swiped the cigarette from Scott's lips. "Your tough luck BABE," Jen said laughing.

"At least share it," he said laughing.

"Okay," she said. She took a long drag then gave it back to him. She'd at least mostly comply with Mike's wish that she not smoke.

The bar was crowded but Mike finally found Jen. She was about 20 feet away. She was with a group of people but she was off to the side, talking to Scott. They were laughing and talking, like they were the only two people in the world. He watched as Jen took Scott's cigarette from his lips and took a long drag. Then she gave it back to him. The way a boyfriend and girlfriend would share a cigarette.

A flood of emotions filled Mike. Jealousy, anger, hurt, insecurity. Had Jen lied to him about breaking it off with Scott?

At that moment Jen turned and saw Mike. Her heart leaped at seeing her husband and a big smile came to her face. But then she saw the dark expression on his face. For a moment she feared Darren had recorded their call and emailed it to Mike, like Scott had done with the video. But Darren wouldn't do that, not if he ever wanted to see her again.

She rushed to Mike and gave him a kiss and hug. "What a surprise baby!" she said. She rubbed his arm looking into his face. "Are you okay?"

Mike glared passed Jen at Scott. Jen followed his eyes and saw Scott smoking. She played back in her mind what Mike had seen. "Oh shit," she thought.

"Okay, I know what you saw, but I wasn't flirting with him," she said. She grabbed his arm and moved him towards the exit. She wanted him alone so she could explain. The last she needed is Scott coming over and doing an alpha male move on Mike. "Let's get out of here baby."

They went to their favorite bistro, down the street from their Soho loft. "It was a dumb thing," she explained. "He offered me a cigarette – I'm sorry honey but I had a rough day – and then he was a jerk and told me he didn't have any. So I took his from him." She squeezed his hand. "I gave it back though, I didn't smoke all of it."

"Okay," Mike said feeling foolish.

"Do you believe me?" Jen asked.

"Yeah," he said, squeezing Jen's hand. Later that night they made love. Mike made sure she came with his tongue, and then they fucked as they kissed and held each other.

That Saturday Jen had to go to Sophie's baby shower. She got up early and packed. "I'll be home tomorrow night," she said kissing Mike goodbye.

In their apartment, Mike watched the video again, stroking himself. He paused a moment looking at the naked Allie. She was really hot, her big natural tits so different from Jen's tiny ones, and her legs were almost as shapely as Jen's. But he skipped to where Scott fucked Jen bareback. He came as Scott shot his cum inside her.

As he recovered, he felt so pathetic and conflicted. He couldn't stand to see Jen talking to Scott, yet he beat off to him fucking his wife bareback. "I'm so fucked up," he thought to himself.

Jen took the Acela train north to a small town outside Boston, where she grew up. She arrived a little after lunch and her mom picked her up. The dreaded interrogation began immediately.

Mom: I thought Mike was coming.

Jen: It's a baby shower, he'd hate it.

Mom: He could've stayed with me and your father while you went to the shower.

Jen: Mom, really?

Mom: You look like you've lost weight. Are you eating?

Jen: I'm fine mom.

Mom: You need to take care of yourself to have a healthy baby.

Jen: I know mom.

Mom: Are you and Mike trying?

Jen: I'm only 26 and he's 29. We have a lot of time.

Mom: There's nothing better than a baby to make sure a man stays with you.

Jen: I don't need a baby for that mom!

Mom: Mike's a really sweet boy, he takes good care of you. You better be good to him.

Jen: I am Mom!

Sophie picked Jen up on her way to the shower.

"God I need a drink!" Jen said after spending the last 3 hours with her parents.

"Wish I could have one," the very pregnant Sophie said.

"Don't worry I'll drink yours," Jen said.

The shower passed slowly. Jen looked at her old high school friends (8 years after graduation). Almost everyone was married, many were pregnant or already had children. Everyone looked happy. She wondered if any were fucking other men with her husband's permission (and encouragement), as she was doing. She strongly doubted it. Once again she felt like a slut and wondered what was wrong with her.

More than a few complimented her on her looks. "God Jen you haven't aged a day," Cathy said.

"You look younger now than when we graduated," gushed Mary.

"How do you stay so thin?" Kylie said with more than a little envy.

After the shower ended Jen helped Sophie pack the presents into the car. "How's Mike?" Sophie asked. "I heard about his Sapphire thing."

"Really?" Jen said surprised.

"My dad heard about it," Sophie explained. "You know how he's into investing. He wanted me to ask if he could invest."

"I'll ask Mike," Jen said flattered. She knew Sophie's dad was stinking rich. In fact, Sophie had always been the richest kid in school, by far.

"Um ... Colin asked about you," Sophie said hesitantly. "He said he might stop by."

"Oh Sophie ..." Jen sighed.

Jen had dated Colin in high school, in fact he'd been her first love. He'd been the star quarterback and she'd been a cheerleader and the homecoming queen. He took her virginity, and with him she discovered how much she loved sex. They both went to Penn State. Everyone assumed they'd marry (except Jen's mom, who didn't like Colin). He got a football scholarship and even got drafted into the NFL (he only lasted a couple of years, but still). But he cheated on her their freshman year at Penn State, and then she found out he'd cheated on her in high school. She broke up with him with a broken heart. Then she met Allie and went kinda boy crazy.

"I know Jen," Sophie said feeling really bad. "I'm sorry, he sorta tricked me into telling him about the shower and you coming."

Just then Colin walked him. "Hey Jenny," he said kissing her on the cheek. "How about a drink to catch up?"

"I really can't Colin," Jen said.

"Come on, we haven't seen each other in years," Colin insisted. That was true. She hadn't seen Colin since college, although that last meeting had been unpleasant. Still, she reluctantly agreed to have a drink with him.

"You look amazing!" he gushed.

"Thanks," she said. He did too, although she didn't say that. He was older but still gorgeous, and the years only enhanced his charm. From the way his clothes fit, he still had his lean muscular football body. Also, she was well aware of the impressive package he had in his pants. He wasn't huge like Darren, Scott or Ricky, but he'd never failed to make her cum (even the first time when he took her virginity).

They talked and laughed, gossiping about common friends and reliving shared memories. She found herself having a good time and one drink lead to another. Pretty soon she was buzzed.

"Are you married?" she asked.

"Divorced twice," he said. He shrugged. "I guess I'm comparing everyone else to you."

"I'm sorry to hear about your divorces, but I'm sure that's not true," Jen said. "I think the last time I saw you I'd just found out about – what was her name? Mandy?"

"Mindy," he said. Jen had gotten back together with Colin more than once, and each time he cheated on her again.

"I'm sorry about those girls Jen," he said. "What can I say? I was the starting Penn State quarterback, girls were always hitting on me. You know what I'm talking about. I'm sure guys hit on you all the time, you're so beautiful."

"Yeah, well, I'm happily married now," she said, holding up her left hand.

"Really?" he said looking skeptical. "I've heard you're not happy with Mike."

"Who told you that?" Jen snapped.

"Just rumors," he said. "You know this is a small town, people hear things. Something like you left Mike and moved in with a guy. Ricky I think?"

Jen frowned. "Well it's not true," she said. It bothered her rumors had made it all the way here, and how close the rumors touched on the truth. No wonder her mother had been giving her a hard time earlier.

Colin drove Jen home. "Wanna come to my place for a night cap?" he asked.