Chapter 6

Jen was breathing heavy, sweat covering her body, after another great session of sex with Steve. Steve was next to her, already lightly caressing her body, his cock already half hard. She knew he'd be ready to go again in a few minutes.

Her body was reluctantly responding to his caresses. She remained concerned about her marriage. Her husband was so obsessed with her relationship with Steve. Mike so wanted her to date Steve, to have a relationship with him. She understood her husband's fantasy of being a cuckold. But did he really understand the dangers? While Jen loved the sex with Steve, she longed to go back to the times before her affair with Steve, when she and her husband played their Game, but then went home and had sex with each other.

Still, she couldn't deny her attraction to Steve. He was playing with her breasts, rubbing her nipple between his finger and thumb. She felt his huge cock growing against her thigh. Despite her concerns, she couldn't help getting turned on by Steve. She loved fucking him.

Steve abruptly withdrew his hand from her breast, and took her hand in his. "Jen, I was wondering if you'd do something for me."

"What?" She couldn't help feeling disappointed that he had stopped his caresses.

Steve tapped her engagement and wedding rings, on her left hand. "Your rings. It makes me uncomfortable when we're out, with you wearing these rings. I'd like you to stop wearing them."

Jen was taken aback. "Stop wearing my rings?"

"That's right, I'd like you to stop wearing these rings while we're seeing each other." Steve took on a sly, mischievous smile. "But be honest, it would probably turn your husband on if you stopped wearing your rings, because I wanted you to."

Jen didn't say anything, but she looked shocked. "I know what's going on," Steve continued. "Mike is in to this. He all but pushed you to me. Remember that time at the wedding? It was Mike who gave me the garter, and told me where to find you. He wants me to fuck you. It turns him on. He'd get off on you taking off your rings because I wanted you to."

Jen's face flushed. She didn't know what to say. Stop wearing her wedding ring, and her engagement ring? Stop wearing her husband's rings? "Listen, just think about it, okay?" Steve said, rolling back onto Jen. He was hard again, and Jen could feel him at the entrance of her pussy. Despite her growing reservations, she couldn't help getting aroused, and she opened her legs to welcome him.

"He said what?" Mike asked the next morning. "He wants you to stop wearing your rings?"

"That's what he said," Jen said while slowly nodding her head. "He said that he didn't feel comfortable with me wearing my rings while we're seeing each other." Jen quickly added, "But I don't want to do it. I really don't. I'll only consider it if you want me to. Do you?"

Mike hesitated, thinking. Jen held her breath. "Please, please," she prayed to herself. "Don't ask me to stop wearing my rings. Don't take it that far."

Finally, Mike began to shake his head. "No," he said. "No. Jen, I know you love the sex with Steve. But I think this has gone far enough. I think you need to stop seeing him."

Jen was overjoyed. She wrapped her arms around her husband and hugged him. "I don't want to see him anymore. I really don't. I was only doing it because you wanted me to. I'll stop seeing him. I want to stop seeing him."

Mike pulled away, and looked into his wife's eyes. "But we'll still play the Game, right? Just not with Steve. Okay?"

Jen lovingly kissed her husband. "Of course we will. Just not with Steve."

"Hi Jen, what are you doing here? Wow, you look great!"

"Thanks," Jen said to Vince, one of her husband's co-workers. "I'm here to pick up Mike for a long weekend. Do you know where he is?"

Vince eyed the pretty blond. In her flirty sundress and heels, Jen had turned a lot of heads walking through her husband's firm. But Jen felt uneasy with Vince's eyes on her. At the firm's last Christmas party he had made a pass at her, feeling her up and kissing her. She remembered that his breath stank of garlic and vodka. Vince was overweight, and she remembered his big stomach pressing against her as he groped her breasts. He later apologized, but she remembered being repulsed as he brought his pockmarked face to hers to give her a peck.

While leering at her breasts — Jen had decided to go braless as a special treat for her husband, and she knew her erect nipples were outlined by the thin material of the dress — Vince said, "He's probably still in the account meeting. It's running late, maybe an hour." Vince moved his hand to Jen's bare shoulder. "You can wait in my office..."

"No, that's okay," Jen said quickly as she broke away from him. "I'll wait in Mike's office."

Jen walked quickly to Mike's office, and tried to calm her beating heart. She wasn't attracted to Vince, but his overt hitting on her had turned her on.

She knew why. It had been almost a month since she had broken it off with Steve. Her body was going through withdraws. She missed fucking Steve. Without the release she got from his fucking, she was constantly horny. Almost anything got her hot, made her nipples erect and her panties wet, even a pass from someone as repulsive as Vince.

Except not her husband. Mike didn't excite her anymore. She couldn't forget the image of her husband when he was jacking off while wearing her soiled stockings. His soft body and small dick, wearing her laddered stockings that were soiled with his own dried cum. She loved her husband, and was committed to their marriage. But he no longer aroused her. That's what this weekend was all about. Time for them to rekindle their sex life.

Jen heard the door open and close. Turning, she expected to see her husband.

Instead, she saw Steve.

He walked over to her. Without a word he brought a hand up and started to caress her bare shoulder. She tried to stop him, but with his other hand he abruptly pushed her against the window. The hand that had been on her shoulder was now cupping her breast, rubbing her nipple through the thin material of her dress. His other hand had moved lower and was now rubbing her pussy. Jen suppressed a moan. "Stop it," Jen said weakly. "Steve, stop, stop."