Making It Work Ch. 09

"Don't apologize baby, I loved it," she lied. Well, not a complete lie. She liked feeling him in her, even if she got little physical pleasure. As she drifted to sleep, her last thought was of Tom.

The following Friday Jen called Mike. "I'm going to happy hour tonight," she said. Her team had been working non-stop preparing for the Google launch, and they needed to blow off steam.

Mike noticed she hadn't invited him. Letting her off the hook, he said "You go ahead and have fun. I've got some work to do."

"Okay," Jen said, feeling both relieved and guilty.

"Are you hooking up with Tom after?" he asked.

"I was thinking about it," she said. "Are you okay with that?"

"Yeah," he said. "Why don't you come here?" He wanted to watch them.

"Um ... Tom got kinda weirded out last time," she said hesitantly.

"Oh ..."

Jen heard the disappointment in Mike's voice. "I talk to him about it, okay?" Then she added hesitantly, "He might feel more comfortable if he doesn't see you. Would it be terrible if you hung out in the guest room?"

"I guess that's okay," Mike said, hiding his sullenness.

"Let's bolt," Allie whispered to Jen. They'd been at happy hour a couple of hours. Allie eyed Scott, and Jen eyed Tom, and the four said their goodbyes. Tom left 10 minutes after Jen, but everyone knew they were hooking up.

Jen gave Tom a discreet brief hug when he caught up; they were waiting for him around the corner. They taxied to Aqua Blue for dinner.

"What's bubble boy doing tonight?" Allie asked with an interested smile.

"Who cares, as long as he's not here," Scott laughed derisively. He despised Mike.

"Why do you call him bubble boy?" Tom asked.

"Long story," Jen said with a laugh, sharing an inside-joke smile with Allie. "Let's not talk about him okay?"

"Fine with me," Tom said smiling. He leaned in to kiss her on the lips. She turned her head so he kissed her cheek. "Need to be a little discreet," she cautioned. She laughed light-heartedly, but glanced around to see if she knew anyone.

"Yeah Tom, if you wanna suck face take her outside," the happy-go-lucky Allie joked with a delighted sparkle in her eyes.

Jen frowned at Allie, but she wasn't mad. It was fun going on a double date with Allie, her BFF. Other than happy hours she hardly ever socialized anymore with Allie, she and Mike didn't get along. She could have lived without Scott, but he was Allie's current steady.

"Sounds like an idea, how about a smoke?" Tom asked Jen.

"Ummm, sounds good," Jen agreed. They got up and walked to the exit. They didn't hold hands, but they walked close together so their bodies almost touched.

Scott watched Jen walk out with Tom. Allie watched Scott watching. Scott looked envious. "Wish that was you walking out with pretty blonde Jen?" she teased.

Scott shrugged. "If she was gonna keep fucking around, why not me?"

"Because you were a dumb ass and sent Mike that video," Allie said with a laugh.

He scoffed. "He probably jerks off to that."

"Probably," Allie said laughing again.

Scott shook his head. "I don't see why she's with that pathetic loser," he derided.

"One of the mysteries of the world," Allie said with another laugh.

Tom guided Jen to privacy on the side of the building. Cigarettes forgotten, he pressed her against the brick wall. "Hi," he said.

"Hi," she said back, looking into his gorgeous blue eyes. They kissed. Soon they were seriously making out and petting each other. Tom pushed down on Jen's shoulders.

"Forget it," she laughed. "That's for later."

"Let's dump those guys," he urged her.

"No way, Allie's my friend," Jen said.

"Scott?" Tom asked.

She gave him a "whatever" shrug. There was history there. She playfully punched him and smiled. "You can wait til after dinner."

She affectionately played with the buttons of his shirt. "Hey, speaking of that, let's go to my place after," she said.

Tom scowled. "Mike's there?" he asked disdainfully.

"You won't see him, he promised to hang out mostly in the guest room," she assured him. "Come on, that's what he gets out of this."

"I don't know, it freaks me out," Tom said doubtfully. "He stares at my cock. Like he's thinking about blowing me."

"He's not thinking that!" Jen said laughing. Although her mind flashed back to her fantasy from the other night.

"I don't get it Jenny, how can you respect a guy like that?" Tom mocked. "Real men don't let other guys fuck their wives. Real men don't stare at other guys' bodies and cocks."

"Don't be mean Tom," she said. "Mike's a real man, okay? He's just different. Besides, you're benefiting from it."

"Fine, whatever," he said shrugging.

Later, Jen unlocked the door to her apartment. Inside it was dark and quiet. Tom pressed her against the wall. They embraced and kissed. "Come on," Jen said smiling into his eyes, and she hugged his arm as they walked to the master bedroom.

She left the door cracked open and turned on the light next to the bed. "Really?" Tom said scornfully.

"Just don't think about it," she said kissing him. They undressed each other. Tom unsnapped and pulled off her bra, leaving her in just a garter belt, stockings and high heels. Since college Jen had grown to like thigh highs, but didn't like the clumsiness of garter belts. She rarely wore them. But she wore them whenever she was with Tom, he thought they were super sexy.

She missed his body. She gloried at the deliciousness of his cock entering her, stretching her. Their sex kept getting better and better!

"Take these off," he said tugging off her rings. He didn't like the reminder of Mike.

Fine whatever, Jen thought, wanting Tom to keep pounding her. She took off her wedding and engagement rings and put them on the side table. In her hurry they fell off the table and scattered under the bed.

She thought she saw Mike briefly once or twice in the doorway, but she wasn't sure. All her attention was on Tom and the wonderful things he was doing to her body.

Tom fucked her three times, his stamina even more impressive tonight than usual. Jen thought it might be an alpha guy thing, proving to Mike once again he was the better fuck.

Between sex sessions they talked and laughed, flirted and snuggled. She didn't see Mike during these interludes, but she assumed he was listening. She mostly whispered, because even though she had Mike's blessing to be with Tom, there were things she didn't think he'd want to hear his wife say to her lover.

She mostly didn't think about Mike, that's how in to Tom she was. Although, when Tom pulled out cigarettes, she told him not to light up. Finally, after their third session of mind-blowing sex, they fell asleep from exhaustion.

Hearing the apartment quiet, Mike looked into the master bedroom. The room reeked of sex. Jen and Tom were asleep and naked. His arm was around her. Her head lay on his chest, her arm around him, her long shapely leg draped over his. Their sleeping like that felt more intimate than when they fucked. He felt hurt, insecure and jealous. His cock was rock hard though. He jerked off looking at them sleeping intertwined like that.

Mike woke to moans and the bed squeaking in the master bedroom. He approached warily, and peeked into the room. Jen was on top of Tom, slowly riding him.

Tom saw Mike and scowled. Feeling his body tense, Jen looked back and saw her husband. "We're almost done Mike, okay?" she panted, moving up and down on Tom's long thick shaft. Mike went back into the guest bedroom.

Mike listened to the sounds of their fucking, the throes of their orgasms. He heard them get into the shower, and then heard more sounds of sex. He heard Tom get dressed, and Jen walking him to the door. He heard whispered goodbyes and kissing.

Jen finally came into the guest bedroom. She sat on the bed, wearing a robe. She saw hurt in his eyes, but she was used to that by now. "Are you okay?" she asked.

"Yeah," he said.

Mike's hard cock tented his shorts. She ran a soft hand down his boxers, grasping his shaft. "I just cheated on you," she teased.

"I know," he said. He moaned as she stroked him up and down.

"I've got to go to work today," she said. It was Saturday but the Google launch was right around the corner. Her entire team was coming in. Work hard and play hard was their mantra. "I'm really tired."

"You should take a nap before you go in," he said. He adjusted to make room for her on the bed.

"Wait, I'll take care of this first," she giggled, still stroking him. "I'm kinda sore. Do you mind --."

"No, I like this," he said.

"Okay," she said. She got her husband off with her hand, and then she curled into his arms and fell asleep.

By 10am she was sitting behind her desk. Her team members met with her in twos and threes, tweaking their parts of the campaign, getting her suggestions, orders and approvals. By 8pm she was exhausted and ready to go home. She had another full day tomorrow, they were going 24/7 until launch.

Tom stepped in. "Wanna come over?" he asked.

"God Tom you're insatiable," she joked.

"And that's a bad thing?" he deadpanned.

She laughed. "I can't. You wore me out last night, and I've got a long day tomorrow too."

"We'll just sleep tonight," he promised

"Yeah right!" she laughed.

"I'll go easy on you," he said grinning. "I give a great massage. You'll get a lot of rest, I promised."

"Ummmm, that sounds good," she said smiling. "But I should spend time with Mike. I AM married you know," she said with a laugh.