23 comments/ 39674 views/ 15 favorites Feel For Jack By: FantasyXY Jack sits motionless trying not to gag from the strong smell of the odd thin man who is arguing loudly over the phone and paying little attention to the road. The language the driver is using is completely foreign to him, and Jack feels that fate has somehow placed him in this cab ride from hell. As he tries to tone out the arguing driver Jack tells himself they probably won't crash. Then he cradles his head in his hands wondering to how his life has gone so bad, so fast. Only one short year ago Jack's life seemed to be perfect. The MIT graduate had the job of his dreams. Janet, his beautiful wife of three years loved him and they were talking about starting a family. They had two nice cars and a beautiful home. Jack loved his wife, he loved his job, and he was making good money. Jack had the kind of life that many can only dream of. Then the economy took a hard left, and Jack lost his job. Unemployment rates were at a fifty year high. Jack couldn't even land a job as a grocery clerk. Janet's daycare job barely paid enough to make their house payment. Even after selling one of their cars, they blew through their savings in a few short months. Jack and Janet were living off of their credit cards and were deep in debt, and without his wife's loving support Jack might have just given up. With nowhere else to turn Jack regularly begged his old boss to hire him back, but there was never an opening. Eventually the company did take him on, but in a low level commission based sales position instead of in engineering where he belonged. Jack was working his ass off and making almost no money. He also can't stand his new boss Christine Baker. To Jack, Christine is like Jekyll and Hyde. She pretty and sweet on the outside, but mean and manipulative on the inside; and Jack generally gets the meaner Hyde side of Christine. On top of that she treats Jack like her person assistant, calling at all hours ordering him to take on impossible tasks with ridiculous deadlines. As Jack sits in the cab resenting Christine he can't decide what he hates more; the way she manipulates everyone around her, or how demanding she gets when things aren't going her way. He knows what he hates most though. It's the way she makes him be her wingman while she makes sexual advances towards customers. Jack had always heard Christine used sex to close sales, and now he knew it was true. When Jack complained, Christine told him it was how it is done in sales, and was quick to remind him that that he was damn lucky to have a job. In the last few weeks Christine's constant calls to Jack's home have been the cause of some tension between Jack and his wife. Janet has all but accused him of having more than a working relationship with his boss, and constantly checks in when Jack is on a sales trip to make sure he isn't somewhere alone with Christine. That all seems so absurd to Jack. The very thought of having an affair with Christine repulses him. Even though she is exceptionally pretty, Jack just sees a manipulative spoiled brat and can't stand her. Jack hates working for her and seriously thinks about quitting his job several times a day, but he is too far in debt to be out of work again. But none of that matters right now. Jack will be home soon and his thoughts turn to his loving wife and their attempts to start a family. He remembers how they thought starting a family would be as simple as stopping the birth control, but months went by and nothing happened. After that Janet stepped up the effort with more frequent sex. Jack never thought he could feel this way, but his sex life quickly went from making love to being a chore. When the frequent sex didn't work they talked about Jack going to a fertility clinic to have his little swimmers checked. They didn't really know if his sperm count was a problem, but Jack's orgasms never produced more than one or two little spurts of semen. Then when Jack lost his job, all of Janet's extra efforts to get pregnant stopped. Janet didn't go back on birth control, but the sex became much less frequent. Then Jack remembers how nearly the day he went back to work Janet started up the effort to get pregnant again. She had been reading about infertility, and had some new ways to help Jack deliver more sperm. Her new tactic was to tease Jack as long as she could before he fucked her so he would come harder and ejaculate more. Jack enjoyed the teasing, and loved the cute 'look at me being naughty' smile Janet would get while she was doing it. His favorite tease was when Janet would thoroughly lick his cock and balls, before finally taking his cock in her mouth and sucking it until he was about to come. Before this she had always been reluctant to suck his cock out of fear he would accidentally come in her mouth. Now Janet was licking and sucking him regularly, but with strict orders not to come. Jack chuckled to himself remembering the night just a couple of weeks into Janet's new plan. Janet was trying some new cock sucking techniques she had read about in a magazine. She already had Jack's cock tingling at the edge of an orgasm when she tried this one where she jacked the shaft while quickly sliding her tongue under the head as she sucked. Only a few short seconds of this and Jack had an accident in Janet's mouth. Janet was so pissed. She made the worst possible face, and immediately spit it into her hand. Then she held it up and told Jack that might have been their baby. He tried to explain that she made him do it, but she was still pissed at him. Jack remembers her long icy glare just before saying, "God that was so fucking gross". He also remembers trying not to laugh when he asked if it was the taste or the texture, but Janet wasn't amused. From then on Janet called that technique the 'cum in mouth' move and refused to ever do it again. Suddenly Jack is jolted back to reality as the cabbie yells out an obvious foreign obscenity and throws his phone violently into the windshield. Jack is relieved that the loud argument is finally over, but becomes aware of the driver's peculiar odor once again. Jack had no clue what that argument had been about, but his bet was that it was about the driver's bathing habits. Then Jack's mind starts to drift off again as he thinks about the disaster of a business trip that had him in the back of this stench filled cab in the first place. This trip had been a total cluster fuck from the start. Christine called him at the last minute to take a flight to Philly. She had set up a dinner with a customer's entire technical team, followed by two days of meetings so that Jack could present nearly the entire product line. Jack told Christine he wasn't prepared to present that much material, but she told Jack not to worry because the sale was in the bag. Then she promised that this would be the big paycheck they had been waiting for. A big paycheck was exactly what Jack needed, but somehow he couldn't trust Christine's promise. Jack hung up from talking to Christine, grabbed his travel bag, and Janet drove him to the airport. Jack had just made it through security when Janet called him in tears. On her way back home a delivery truck coming out of an alleyway made her swerve into a curb, and the right front wheel was nearly torn from the car. Janet wasn't hurt, but now their only car had to be towed to a repair shop. It was like an omen telling Jack of the bad things to come. Jack's flight was delayed and he was late meeting the customer for dinner. Christine was pissed at Jack for being late. He hadn't eaten all day but Christine ordered him to skip dinner and buddy up to the company's operations chief. Christine told Jack to arrange for some alone time at the bar for her and the chief, and then sit back a watch how it's done in the big leagues. Of course this is the wingman routine that Jack hated so much, but he did his job and clumsily arranged for the two of them to be alone together. Jack couldn't stand to stay and watch Christine's slut routine yet another time, so he left and checked into his hotel. On this trip Jack purposely withheld where he was staying from Christine. On more than one of his other trips with Christine, Jack had answered a late night knock at his door only to find her drunk and wanting some company. Jack always felt compelled to let her in, but he always steered way clear of anything that might lead to sex with Christine. Many of those nights the offer of sex was clearly on the table, and Jack often wondered if having sex with her would somehow advance his career. The next morning the meetings were going extremely well with the customer. Jack figured that Christine must have fucked the operation chief's brains out after dinner. He remembers being so sure of the sale that he was adding up his commission in his head. Then about halfway through the morning Christine jokingly insinuated that the operations chief must be gay because her sexual advances towards him had gone unnoticed. Jack couldn't believe what she had said... and right in front of the customer's entire staff. As it turned out the chief was indeed gay and he blew up. Christine and Jack were all but physically thrown out of the building, abruptly ending the opportunity to make the sale. Less than a minute after being kicked out Christine openly asked Jack, "What the hell is wrong with that customer?" Jack knew the problem was her, not the customer, and couldn't answer. Then Christine pulled out her cell phone and noticed that she had forgotten to charge it. Blaming the phone and not herself she threw the phone to the ground breaking it. Staring that broken phone she demanded that Jack give her his phone so that she can start making calls and do some damage control. When he hesitated, Christine threatened him with his job. Jack knows he should have stood his ground, but he hates confrontation so he gave in and handed over his only way to communicate with Janet. Now Jack is headed home with no commission to show for his effort, and has to take a cab because his car is in the shop. It's a long ride from the airport and Janet is going to be pissed when she finds out the cab fare is coming out of their pockets. But that isn't all. Jack has big news for Janet. She is going to go ballistic when he tells her he is quitting his job. He has decided he is going to call Christine on the very phone she took from him and tell her to fuck off. For the rest of the ride Jack just sits and stares at the moon thinking about an old romantic song about making love in the moonlight that Janet often sings around the house. It's well past midnight as the cab finally makes its way through Jack's neighborhood nearly every house is dark. It's late and his neighbors are in bed and asleep and Jack knows when he gets home his wife will be asleep as well. They are still a several blocks from his home when Jack notices the cab's meter has just clicked over to the exact amount of cash he has left in his wallet. Jack panics and tells the driver to stop in front of a home that isn't his. Jack takes all of the money he has and hands it to the driver. Jack feels bad that there is no tip, but it's all he has. He gets out of the cab fully expecting the cabbie to follow him to the trunk for his bags. Instead the driver yells that foreign swear word again and pulls away. Jack gives chase for a moment, but then he just gives up and turns towards home. The cabbie could sell his luggage and company laptop at the fucking flea market for all Jack cared. He wasn't going to need any of that stuff after tomorrow anyway. It was all the perfect ending to a totally disastrous trip. The clip clop of his shoes on the sidewalk is the only sound Jack hears as walks through the night on his way home. As he walks he looks at each house he passes by. The homes are only vaguely familiar to him as has never walked through the neighborhood at this late hour. Without a jacket, Jack starts to feel the chill of the night. With a full moon lighting his way, Jack picks up the pace and arrives home just as he starts getting cold. Jack lets out a sigh of relief as he reaches his doorstep then he realizes that his house keys are still in his luggage in the trunk of the cab. He is about to ring the bell and wake his wife when he remembers that Janet has a bad habit of forgetting to lock the side door to the garage. As expected the side door is open. Jack enters the darkened garage sees what seems like his car. He thinks for a moment, what fixed already? As his eyes adjust he realizes that the car in the garage isn't his after all. For a moment he wonders who is there with his wife, and then it dawns on him that their car's repair shop provides loaners. Jack swears to himself, "Fuck, if Christine hadn't taken my phone, I could have called Janet and she could have picked me up". This just cements Jack's hatred for Christine as he laments giving up his phone. Cold, sullen and beaten, Jack mopes his way into the darkened house and quietly sits at the kitchen table wondering how he will break all of the bad news to his wife. As he sits with his head cradled in his hands he once again wonders how it all went so wrong so fast. Then Jack hears what he thinks is a man's voice coming from upstairs. Jack's tired mind slowly puts the pieces together. The strange car in the garage, the fact that he is still supposed to be out of town, it all adds up. He has just had the worst week of his life and now his wife is having an affair. Jack gets a huge knot in his stomach, and then the knot turns to rage. "How could she?" Jack asks himself. Then he hears the voice again. It is deep and masculine, like you would hear on TV. Jack is relieved as he realizes Janet has fallen asleep with the TV on again. Jack heads up the stairs to turn off the TV, but when he doesn't see the glow of the television under the bedroom door he knows the voice couldn't have come from the TV. Jack has to know what is going on, but if there is someone there he definitely doesn't want a confrontation, so he moves as quietly as he can. When he gets to the bedroom door he sees it is open just a tiny crack. He tries to peek through it but cannot see anything. He gently and slowly nudges door open until he can see a small sliver of the room. The voice is definitely not from the TV or even the radio, and Jack is pissed. The moonlight coming through the window lights the room just enough for Jack to see shapes in the room, but he cannot make out all of the details. But even in the dim light Jack can definitely see there is a man sitting in the chair by the window. Jack cannot tell who it is, but the man is naked, has an erection and is playing with it. Moments later Jack sees Janet's unmistakable profile move past the moonlit window as she glides over and stands between the man's knees. Jack can only see his wife from behind, but he immediately recognizes the black bra and panties she always wears when she wants to have sex. Jack can hardly believe what he is seeing. Part of him wants to burst into the room and put a stop to it, but he instinctively knows that would cause a confrontation that could become violent. Another part of him wants to see what his wife is willing to do with this man, so he decides to stand there and quietly watch. Jack watches as Janet gently sways her hips in front of the man while she reaches up her back and unhooks her bra. Then she slowly slips the bra from her shoulders, teasing the man before she reveals her breasts to him and tosses the bra aside. Next she teases the man by rocking her hips and inching her panties down little by little slowly revealing herself. With her panties hanging mid-thigh Janet presses her hips forward swinging them side to side showing her pussy to the man before finally dropping her panties to her ankles. Jack has seen Janet perform this routine many times before, but never from behind or through a crack in a door. Next Janet bends to steady herself on the man's shoulders as she seductively steps out of her panties and the man takes hold of her breasts. The man is rubbing and squeezing her breasts when Jack hears the man ask, "Are you wet?" Janet says nothing but Jack sees her head nod a definite yes to his question. Janet stands up straight and runs her hand down her stomach to towards her pussy. When Jack sees this he realizes she is fluffing her pubic hair; something she subconsciously does when she wants her pussy to be touched. Janet moves her feet apart and Jack sees the man's hand move between her legs and Janet starts rolling her hips sliding her wet pussy over his fingers. Jack watches Janet's hips move more and more while she lightly moans until suddenly her movement stops, then she sucks in a quick deep breath, and slowly lets it out with a low sexy "Mmm" sound. Jack knows the man has just pushed his fingers into his horny wife's pussy. Janet loves being fingered and her moaning tells Jack this could make her come, but just as he thinks she is ready to climax Jack hears Janet giggle and say "You have to stop that", as she grabs the man's arm and backs away. When she moves back close the man puts his other hand between her legs. Janet's back arches and she moans for a few seconds before she grabs the second hand this time ordering, "Stop that", as she backs away again. Jack has seen this many times before. Janet doesn't like to have an orgasm before she gets fucked. Having gained control of his hands Janet holds his arms over his head as she puts her feet together and leans into the man pressing her body against his. She starts kisses him and Jack sees Janet's ass moving in little circles. It is obviously she is rubbing her pussy against his cock while they kiss. Then Jack hears Janet in her sexiest voice say, "Mmm, someone's nice and hard", and shivers run down Jack's spine as he knows what his wife wants to do next. Jack wonders if she will fuck the man in there in the chair, or if he will take her to the bed and fuck her where he cannot see, but neither one happens. Instead he sees his wife slide down to her knees. He can't see what she is doing but the position of her body and the movement of her arm tells Jack she is looking into the man's eyes while she is stroking his cock; another one of her favorite ways to tease. Then Jack hears the man tell Janet what a sexy smile she has, and he knows she is indeed teasing the man. Next Jack sees his wife get down lower, sitting on her heals and resting her arms on the man's thighs. At that point Janet seems to just be sitting there staring at the man's cock, until her head starts slowly moving around in the man's lap and Jack realizes that she is licking his cock. Then he sees her head starts moving lower and lower until it finally disappears between the man's legs and Jack can see his wife's hand holding the man's cock while she is licking his balls. After that her head slowly works its way back up and starts making little circles, and Jack knows the head of his cock is getting some of Janet's special attention. The man likes this and starts to moan. Now Jack recognizes what Janet is doing. Janet must be trying to get pregnant. She doesn't love this man. She just wants to make this guy work up a big load of cum. Janet has been doing these same things to Jack for weeks. Janet is just making sure that this guy isn't going to shoot a dud when she fucks him. Jack is still hurt and mad at her for doing this, but maybe the hurt is a little less knowing she is just using the guy as a cheap sperm donor. Jack watches the man being licked and stroked for several more minutes and the movement of Janet's head tells him that she is thoroughly licking every part of the man's cock. Along with the movement of her head her arm never stops moving, and the man can't stop panting and moaning. This man was getting one hell of a hand job from Janet, and Jack wonders why she never did that for him. Feel For Jack Ch. 02 Jack stood and watched from the darkness as Janet slowing drifted off to sleep. None of this seemed real to him. It all was like a really bad dream. But deep down Jack knew he is awake, and that this indeed is real. Watching his wife have sex with another man was just the final exclamation point punctuating the worst year of his life. Now that Janet is finally asleep, Jack fights back the tears as he wearily creeps into the bedroom and picks up her cum soaked panties. Not wanting to touch them, he uses a plastic bag over his hand and picks them up the same way people pick up after their dogs at the park. Then Jack heads down the stairs and grabs all of the cash out of Janet's wallet. He snatches a jacket off the coat hook before walking through the garage, backtracking over the same path he had used earlier to come into the house undetected. Then he heads out on the two plus mile hike from his house to the run down motel up on the old highway, that Jack and Janet jokingly called Hooker Haven. While he walks, visions of what he saw his wife doing with Larry keep playing over and over in his mind. Jack has questions, a lot of questions. Like whose idea it was to have Janet suck Larry off in the first place? And why did she agree to it? Jack is pretty sure that was Larry's idea, but seeing how hard Janet came after Larry had left, makes Jack wonder if it wasn't his wife's idea all along. Jack just can't wrap his head around the thought of Janet proposing something like that, let alone to a man that is twice her age. When Jack arrives at the motel and he is exhausted. It's well after three in the morning and Jack hasn't slept for more than a day. But try as he might, Jack cannot fall asleep. His mind is wired to some kind of slow motion instant replay where he sees Janet sucking Larry's cock and spitting out his cum. The scene plays over and over his head sending him on an emotional roller coaster, going from deep depression to extreme rage. Jack finally turns on the TV and cranks the volume up. He doesn't bother picking a channel. He isn't really watching anything anyway. He is just hoping the sights and sounds from the TV will drown out the horrible visions in his head. Just before noon the visions are finally gone and Jack turns off the TV and falls asleep. The next morning Jack awakes to the blaring of a cheap motel alarm clock. It is 4:00am. Jack rustles from the bed and makes a call his house. He knows Janet will still be sleeping and will not hear the phone. He leaves a message telling Janet the meetings with his customer are going so well that he will be in Philly another day or so. Then Jack resets the alarm and goes back to sleep. It's 8:00am and the motel alarm clock once again jolts jack back to life. Jack rolls over and calls his office telling them he is taking a sick day. Jack knows that he is supposed to get his big surprise promotion today, but he isn't so sure that is what he wants. Jack hasn't decided he even wants to live, let alone go work for the man who made Janet suck his cock. Then Jack just rolls over and again, goes back to sleep. It's well past noon and Jack finally wakes up for the day and he just sits in his underwear contemplating what he should do. He doesn't want to anyone to see him like this, so he orders a pizza instead of going out. Then he spends the rest of the day in his room with his mind plodding through scenarios that run everywhere from revenge to ending it all. Jack never even gets dressed. He just sits there in his underwear being pissed off at the world until he is once again too tired to stay awake. The next morning Jack is jolted awake when the 8:00AM alarm he set the day before goes off again. This time as he wakes up he notices an awful smell, and Jack realizes he desperately needs a shower. Jack turns on the water and looks around for one of those little bottles of hotel shampoo, but there are none. All he can find is an old hard bar of motel soap that must have been milled fifty years ago when the place was new. "This will have to do" Jack thinks to himself, as he gets into the shower and rubs the scratchy hard soap over his head and body. After he showers he puts on the same clothes he was wearing days before and heads next door to the cheap waffle joint for some breakfast. Then he returns to his room and calls Christine on the very phone she took from him just a couple of days ago. The phone only rings once and Christine answers. "Jack, where the fuck are you?" Jack can hear the panic in Christine's voice. "Something big is going on here and I need you! You have to get in here... Now!" Jack thinks a minute and wonders if he should go in, or just tell her to fuck off and hang up the phone. He finally responds, "My car got wrecked. You'll have to come get me. I'm at the Wagon Wheel motel down on old Route Six." "What, the Hooker Haven? What are you doing at that old crap shack? Never mind Jack. Don't go anywhere. I'll be there in twenty." Then Jack hears Christine voice trailing off saying "what the shit" as she hangs up the phone. When Christine pulls into the lot at the motel Jack is outside leaning against the wall waiting for her. He glances at his watch and notices that she made the twenty minute drive in just thirteen. Jack chuckles to himself, "She must be freaking the fuck out". Then Jack calmly gets in Christine's car. He doesn't even get the door closed and Christine floors it heading back to the office. As Christine drives she starts to lobby with jack, and he can smell the alcohol oozing from her as she talks. Deep down Jack knows Christine is drunk and he shouldn't be letting her drive, but at this point Jack just doesn't seem to give a fuck if he lives or dies. Christine wants Jack to corroborate the lies she has told to keep herself out of trouble for calling her customer a fag. Christine goes on and on the whole way back to the office and tries to convince Jack that his neck is on the line too, but Jack just tunes her out. As soon as Christine pulls into her parking space at the office, Jack levers the door to get out. Christine puts a hand on Jack's leg to stop him. "So if you're asked... I said we had a gay time at the bar and the customer mistook that as me calling him a fag, right?" Jack looks at Christine and realizes that she had just asked him a question and answers, "Um, yeah sure." In reality he hadn't been listening to a thing she said. As they make their way back through the maze of cubicles to her office, Christine is acting like she and Jack are old friends that go way back. Jack knows that this is just another tactic that Christine uses to manipulate people. When they get into her office Jack closes and locks door behind him and draws the blinds. Then he calmly walks over to Christine and kisses her. Christine pulls back, "What the fuck Jack?" Then Jack calmly and coldly responds. "If you want my cooperation in this matter you need to cooperate with me." Christine knows what Jack wants and she is mortified. She puts a hand in Jack's chest stopping his advance on her. "Come on Jack not at work. You don't want to do this Jack. We'll get caught. What if your wife finds out?" None of this impacts Jack's response whatsoever. "I don't care if we get caught and I don't care what the fuck you tell Janet. My marriage is over. For shit sake Christine! You should have realized that when you picked me up at that crap shack motel." Jack turns Christine around making her face her desk then yanks her short business skirt up off of her ass. Christine is afraid of losing her job so she doesn't resist as Jack runs his hand up her inner thigh and caresses her pussy through her pantyhose. Then Jack grabs the hose by the waistband and rips them down, as he pushes Christine face first onto the desk. Christine quietly protests, and Jack tells her to shut the fuck up. Jack looks at Christine's pussy peeking out from the space between her legs and Jack is surprised to see how small and pink her opening is. It definitely doesn't have that well used look he thought it would. He rubs his thumb against her slit until he feels the wetness of her pussy opening up. Then Jack drives his thumb into her and Christine gasps. Jack has Christine barely wet enough to fuck when he pulls out his thumb, grabs her hips and pushes his cock into her pussy. Jack can't believe how tightly Christine's pussy is gripping his cock. Christine's tight pussy is a huge turn on for Jack and he feels his cock getting harder. Then Jack grabs a handful Christine's hair and starts fucking her. Just as Christine's pussy get wet enough for Jack to fuck her hard and deep, her phone rings. Jack looks over and sees the name Larry Reynolds on the caller ID. Christine expects Jack to stop fucking her so she can talk to the boss, but he doesn't. Instead he speeds up his thrusts and orders Christine to answer it. Christine picks up the phone, but she can barely talk. "C-C-Christine s-s-speaking... Yes he's is r-right here... Ummf... D-Do you want to talk to him?... Okay." Christine slams the receiver down on the phone and in the process knocks it to the floor. Still struggling to speak, Christine tries to talk to Jack through his thrusting, "L-Larry wants you... in his office... r-right away Jack!" Christine pants loudly trying to catch her breath. "Jack, you better go... L-Larry is waiting." Jack just starts fucking her harder and Christine freaks out and starts to beg, "Oh my god Jack, p-p-please... P-Please don't come in my pussy. You'll get me pregnant." Jack says nothing to Christine. All Jack can think about is hard her tight wet pussy is going to make him come. Then at the last moment Jack violently yanks Christine down from the desk by her hair and tells her, "Suck it" as he pushes her head towards his cock. "Suck it hard bitch. Suck it like you want it." Christine sucks Jack's cock into her mouth and he fucks her face while comes. When he is done Jack yanks Christine's head off of his cock and holds her by the hair looking directly into her eyes. "Now swallow it". Christine gulps down Jack's cum and shows him her empty mouth. Then Jack tosses her aside looking at her pathetically slumped on the floor, "Okay, you can count on me to keep your lies in tact". Jack puts himself back together and strolls up to Larry's office to get the surprise news that he already knows is coming. When he gets to Larry's office, he stops at Becky's desk to announce he is there. Rumor has it that Larry's secretaries are little more than a fuck toys to him, and Jack wonders what Larry had to offer to get a cutie like Becky to um, work for him and not talk. Becky announces Jack over the intercom and shows him in. Once inside the VP's office, Larry spends a few minutes telling Jack how valuable he is to the company and how he wishes they had twenty more just like him. Jack wonders how many times Larry had to rehearse this routine before he could do it with a straight face. Then Larry tells Jack that effective immediately he is to move into the tech support manager's office. Jack asks Larry what his new salary will be. With the kind of asshole arrogance that only a guy like Larry Reynolds would think is cool, he secretly scribbles a number on a sheet of paper turns it over and slides it to Jack. Jack picks up the paper and sees that it's the salary he made as an engineer, and he wonders why Larry had to pull the old write-it and slide-it routine, when he could have just as easily told him the amount. Jack accepts the job and the pay, and casually strolls out of Larry's office. As Jack walks out he is surprised that nothing was said about Christine's faux pa with the customer. Jack takes his time getting back to his cube. By now everyone in the office knows something is going on and coworkers are popping up one by one to see what's happening, looking out over the half walls of their cubicles. Jack laughs to himself as the people popping up remind him of a prairie dog town. When Jack passes Christine's office he stops and looks in. The ripped pantyhose are on her desk and her hair is still the same ratty mess it was just after Jack finished fucking her. Christine is quietly sniffing through her tears as she places some things into an old box. Jack leans into the doorway, "Leaving?" Christine looks up and barks through her tears, "What the hell Jack, I thought you had my back on this?" Jack slowly shakes his head and replies, "I'm sorry Christine. I tried to save you, but the customer actually recorded that meeting. HR has a copy of exactly what you said. There was nothing I could do. Technology can be a real bitch sometimes, you know?" Knowing that she had let Jack fuck her for nothing, Christine grabs up her little box of belongings and storms out purposely bumping Jack on her way by. Jack called to her as she stomped down the hallway, "Hey, if you need a reference... Call me". That was the last Jack ever saw or heard from Christine, but Jack knew he would remember her exceptionally tight pussy forever. As Jack moves into his new office he feels some satisfaction in the fact that Christine was fired. Jack knew that he didn't really make it happen, but taking advantage of Christine just before she got canned was sweet revenge. Christine should never have never treated him so badly while he worked for her. Jack was especially proud of how he made up the story of the customer recording the meeting, and how he used to let Christine know that being fired was all her own fault. In the weeks that followed Jack settled in to his new role as support manager and he quietly went about his job. No one suspects that he knows about the deal that his wife made with Larry. At home Jack acts as if everything is once again perfect, and pretends to love Janet more than ever. Janet responds to this by trying to get pregnant again, and has her routine back in full swing. As Jack gets back into Janet's baby making plans, he decides to pay a visit to Dr. Scott at the fertility clinic to have his little swimmers checked. He needs to know how low his sperm count truly is. He needs to know he can fuck Janet all he wants, and never get her pregnant. When the results come back Jack gets a surprise. Even though he doesn't produce a lot of semen, there is nothing wrong with his count. As he reads the report Jack grins to himself knowing how close he came to fucking up his entire plan when he almost came in Christine's hot little pussy instead of in her mouth. Over the next couple of months Jack uses his wife to get him off as often as she is willing, all under the guise of wanting children. Jack doesn't care if Janet has an orgasm or not, and he starts purposely having accidents in Janet's mouth whenever he can. Of course Janet gets pissed when he does this, and the sex is over for the night, but Jack convinces Janet that her efforts to make him come harder are really working and she should keep it up so they can have a baby. Even though she is pissed about Jack's little accidents, Janet has to admit that he is producing a lot more semen. Whenever Jack has some time alone in the house, he uses it to install hidden security cameras. If Janet was still fucking other men Jack was going to know about it. Jack checks the footage from the hidden cameras every day and it doesn't take long for Jack to discover something odd about Janet. Jack notices that on the nights after he comes in her mouth, Janet always masturbates. On the occasions when he just fucks her, she doesn't even touch herself. Jack wonders how he ended up marrying a freak with such an odd fetish. He feels as if he never really knew his wife at all. Jack keeps up his charade both at home and at work for months. On a warm spring day and Jack meets an old friend named Derek for lunch at an outdoor café near his office. Derek and Jack were at MIT together and it's been years since they have had a chance to catch up. They talk about the old days remembering the pranks they pulled in college and eventually Derek asks how Janet is doing. Jack doesn't answer. Instead Jack asks, "Are you still working on that fast test DNA system?" Derek wonders why Jack is changing the subject, "Yeah, we are in field trials with the FBI... Why?" "Derek, I need you to test something for me." Jack plops the bag with Janet's dirty panties in it on the table. "Gross dude, is that what I think it is?" Jack apologizes, "Sorry Derek, I didn't think about that. I should have put it in a brown bag or something." Then Jack grabs hold of his hair and yanks out a few strands, "Here is some of my hair to compare the sample to." Derek resists, "I don't know Jack, are sure you really want to know what's in this bag?" Jack pleads, "Yeah, I really want to know. You gotta do this for me Derek. It's really important." Derek makes a sour face as he slips the plastic bag into his pocket, and Jack pays for lunch. Jack is amazed when he gets an email with the results before the end of the day. Jack calls Derek and thanks him profusely, and then he asks Derek what it all means. Jack has no clue how read the report he has in front of him. Derek isn't quite sure what Jack will think so he breaks the news to him gently. "Well, there are three sets of DNA in those um... panties. Two sets are from males and one from a female." Jack hears the discomfort of bringing bad news in Derek's voice. "And Jack... None of the DNA samples from the panties was yours." Derek pauses and sighs into the phone. "Sorry to bring you this kind of news man." Jack thanks Derek again for helping him out, then prints the reports and heads for home. When Janet gets home from work, Jack is sitting at the kitchen table and looking at the small stack of papers. Janet says hello, but Jack doesn't reply. Curious, Janet asks Jack what's so important in those papers that he can't say hello. Jack finally looks up and says, "Sit down you need to see this". A now worried Janet sits and Jack slides the papers in front of her. "See that first page Janet?" Jack asks pointing to the middle of the page where some results are highlighted. "Yes I see it." Jack continues, "I went to see Dr. Scott a while back and this is a report that says my sperm count is just fine. I should be able to get you pregnant." Janet's voice becomes excited, "Really Jack? That means that..." Jack cuts Janet off mid-sentence then goes on. "Just to make sure I was delivering enough sperm I got some pills that are supposed to make my loads bigger, and they seem to work." Janet looks at Jack in agreement, "Yes I'd have to agree, you are producing a lot more semen these days." Then Jack goes on, "And Janet, these pills are supposed make my cum taste better too. So what's the verdict Janet? Are they working? Does my cum taste better than everyone else's?" Janet immediately objects, "What the fuck kind of question is that Jack? How the hell should I know?" Janet starts to get up and leave, but Jack puts his hand on her arm and stops her, "Turn to the next page Janet... Go ahead look at what's on the second page." Janet sits back down and timidly turns the page. Then Jack starts telling Janet about how his buddy Derek is working for the FBI and testing a new DNA identification system. He tells Janet that he had a pair of her underwear tested and that Derek found a man's DNA in them that wasn't Jack's. Then Jack pointedly asks, "Do you have any idea how another man's DNA might have ended up in your panties?" Janet breaks down and starts sobbing. Through her sobs she starts to explain what happened. "I did it for you Jack. You wanted children so bad and nothing was happening." Still sobbing she continues. "This man came into the daycare. He looked so much like you that I thought you were there to visit me. But he was just a single dad there to pick up his kids." Janet is sobbing even harder now. "One thing led to another and I asked him if he would get me pregnant and he said yes. I just wanted to get pregnant Jack. I just wanted to give you a family. You were never supposed to know Jack." Feel For Jack Ch. 02 Jack had suspected as much, but and after hearing it straight from Janet all he can do is glare at her. Finally he breaks his silence. "Okay, turn the page." Janet just sits there so Jack reaches over and turns to the next page. "What this shows, is that there was a second set of DNA from yet another man in those panties. And guess what Janet, it's not mine either. Care to tell me how that second man's DNA got into your panties?" Janet looks at Jack still sobbing, but seems to be genuinely confused. Then Jack continues without giving Janet a chance to answer anyway. "Okay, I'll tell you how that second man's DNA got there. You spit it there after you sucked off Larry Reynolds. I know that's how it got there because I saw it happen. That business trip I was on got cut short and I ended up getting home in the middle of the night, but instead of finding you sleeping when I got home, I saw you sucking Larry's god dammed cock. And don't try to tell me you did it all for me either. I saw you crank off one hell of an orgasm right after he left." Confronted with the evidence Janet has no defense and she starts balling her eyes out. Through her tears she blurts out, "Larry made me do it." She starts to cry even harder, "He even made me hold it in my mouth for a really long time so I had to taste it." "Enough Janet!" Jack shouts. "I don't want to hear about it. You are going to fix this." Jack takes a moment to calm his voice, "Okay, here is what you are going do Janet. You are going to get in your car and drive down to the police station. If you are still crying that's all the better, because when you get there you are going to tell the police that Larry raped you." Two days later Jack strolls into Larry's office like he owns the place and drops rudely into a chair at Larry's desk. Larry looks like he hasn't slept in days. Larry immediately starts to plead with Jack. "What the hell Jack? What is your wife trying to do to me? She is saying that I raped her. I just spent two nights in jail. This is crazy! I never touched her! You're my guy here, Jack. You have to make her stop. You have to talk some sense into her. You have to make this go away Jack." Jack leans back in the chair and gets comfortable and touches his hands together at the fingertips. "So Mister Reynolds, how many years until you are eligible to retire from this place." The oddness of Jack's question takes Larry by surprise. "What the hell Jack? Just a little over twelve why?" Then Jack sits forward and goes off. "And what's the statute of limitations for rape Larry... Oh yeah, there isn't one. You see I know exactly what you made Janet do so I could have this job. I was there and I watched the whole thing. You didn't see me because you were so busy getting your cock sucked and making my wife wait to spit. Hell, I could have been right next to your sorry ass and you probably wouldn't have noticed me. On top of that you left your DNA there. I have your DNA Larry." Larry starts to amend his story, "Okay I was there, but we were two consenting adults. I didn't rape anyone Jack." Jack looks at Larry and shakes his head, "So in your mind it was two consenting adults just having fun; fun at my expense. Know what Larry? I didn't think it was all that much fun. To me it looked like you were forcing her, and that's rape Larry." "Jack..." Larry starts to plead again, but Jack puts his hand up to stop Larry form speaking. Now Jack becomes really smug, "So here's what we are going to do about this Lare." Jack knows that Larry only let's his very closest friends all him Lare, and Jack has never been one of those friends. "I have all of the evidence of what you did safely hidden away somewhere, and there's no way any of this can stick without that evidence. So as of right now consider the rape charges dropped." Larry lets out a sigh of relief. Then Jack continues being every bit as smug as before. "Now if you want those charges to stay gone, you're going to do everything I say from here on, starting with this." Jack scribbles something on a piece of paper and mocks Larry by sliding the paper across the desk to Larry. "In case you can't read my writing Lare, that says you're going to give me a twenty percent raise and include me in the executive bonus program. Don't care how you do it Lare, just get it done." Then before Larry can think of anything to say, Jack continues. "Just in case you're thinking of becoming a murderer on top of being a rapist, keep in mind that I have all of the evidence safely locked away somewhere. Oh, and if anything happens to me, and I do mean anything; I have a friend that works with the FBI that knows exactly where this evidence is. So you better hope and pray that I have a long and safe life ahead of me Lare. Yup you are going to want me to be driving a really safe car from now on. You're driving a brand new Volvo right? Those are really safe cars aren't they Lare? Sell it to me Lare. Sell me your car for a dollar." "For fucks sake Jack the car is yours, just take it. Just make this whole shit storm stop." Jack smiles. "OK, done. As long as you keep playing nice, you're safe. But I gotta ask you something Lare. Why no lights? Why did you do it in the dark?" Larry has to think a moment. "Simple Jack, no cameras. I didn't want there to be any proof." Jack just shakes his head and looks at Larry like his is a complete idiot. "What about the cum, dip shit. You left a wad of your cum in my wife's panties. And what about infrared security video; like the video the security camera in our garage got of you arriving and leaving that night. My god, Lare, it was time stamped and everything. Do you even pay any attention to technology these days?" Jack didn't really have any footage of him in the garage, but watching Larry squirm had become way too much fun for him to resist. "Oh, there's one more thing Lare." Jack reaches onto Larry's desk and Larry instinctively starts to yell. "Don't touch the desk." "Nobody touches..." Jack's icy glare makes Larry cut himself short as he puts both his hands in the air indicating Jack can do as he pleases. Jack reaches over and pushes the call button on the intercom. "Becky, would you please send Roger in." "Yes sir." "Did you hear that Lare, Becky just called me sir. It's amazing what you get when you treat people with respect Lare. Hell, I'd say you could even get someone like Becky to shut of your office cameras in case you wanted a meeting to be really private. Now why would Becky know how to do that in the first place Lare. Could it be you make her shut off those cameras before she comes into service you?" Becky shows Roger in and Jack motions for him go to Larry's side of the desk. "Roger, why don't you go stand next to Larry." Roger stands right next to Larry and this obviously makes Larry very uncomfortable. Jack continues. "Yeah, that is looking much better. Now Larry, you and Roger trade places. Roger should be sitting and Larry you should be standing." Larry reluctantly switches places with Roger. "What do you think Larry? Roger looks pretty important sitting in that chair doesn't he. He almost looks like a VP sitting there. Don't you think Roger would make a fine looking VP?" Larry says nothing. Then Jack looks sternly at Larry. "Larry don't you have something to say to Roger?" "I do?" Larry asks. "He does?" Roger asks "He sure does... Larry, tell Roger what you called him in our staff meeting yesterday." "What? We didn't talk about Roger yesterday." Larry acts incredulous. "Sure we did. Remember? You called him that swishy little faggot, just like you always do. Then you told Frank to give all of the shit work to Roger hoping the little fag would quit. Now I don't think it was appropriate to call Roger that, do you?" Jack pauses for dramatic effect. "No, it wasn't appropriate at all, especially the part about him being little. I've seen Roger in the locker room and he's definitely not little." "Roger, show Larry what I mean." Roger gets his cock out and it is huge. "OK Larry, get busy." "What?" "You heard me Lare. Suck it. Suck Roger's cock or that envelope you don't want to see is going to show up at that three letter agency we talked about." Larry still just stands there so Jack reminds him again of the consequences. "Either you can suck this one, or you're going to end up sucking a whole bunch of them in prison; your choice Lare." Larry still just stands there staring at Roger's cock, until Jack yells, "DO IT!" Larry reluctantly gets on his knees and takes Roger's cock in his mouth. "No, no, no, Lare; First you have to lick it all over, and don't forget his balls." Larry starts licking Roger's cock and balls while Jack watches to make sure he is being thorough. "Now take it in your mouth and suck the head." The head of Roger's cock slowly disappears into Larry's mouth. "Do a good job Lare. Suck it like you would want your own cock sucked or that envelope is as good as at the FBI." Jack looks at Roger. "Is he doing a good job Roger?" Roger is panting and Jack knows Larry is actually following orders. "Now take it deep, Lare. Put it in your throat. That's the way... Suck it all up and down. Suck as much of that giant cock as you can fit in your god damned lying mouth." Jack kicks a trash can over next to Larry and Roger. Roger asks, "What's the can for Jack?" Jack raises his eyebrows, "You'll see". "OK Lare, now you're going to suck the head of that cock while you use your hand to jack Roger off. You remember this don't you Lare?" Larry hesitates. "DO IT" jack yells again. Larry immediately starts doing what he was told. Roger grabs hold of Larry's head and holds on tight. Then he grunts several times as he comes in Larry's mouth. Larry pulls away from Roger's grip and swings over to the trash can and vomits. "See Roger, I told you that you would see what the can was for." Jack says with a chuckle. "And see Larry? You don't have to hold a big wad of cum in your mouth very long to taste it do you?" Jack's voice now becomes exceptionally facetious, "You're lucky I like you Lare. You're lucky I didn't make you wait to spit that cum out." Then Jack walks over and puts his hands on Roger's shoulders, "Thanks Roger. I owe you one man. Oh and take that can with you on your way out. We don't want Mister Reynolds here having any of your DNA, do we?" With that Roger buttons up, grabs the trash can and heads out the door. With Roger gone Jack looks back at Larry and his face is an odd shade of pale that is somewhere between green and yellow. Seeing this Jack smiles with intense satisfaction and tells Larry, "Okay we are even now. Let's get back to work." Now when Jack looks back on his life he doesn't do it with his head in his hands. He doesn't have to wonder how things got to be the way they are. He knows exactly how he got where he is, and what can happen if you just take control. When Jack first discovered what his wife was doing he had to make a choice. Jack had to choose between run or fight back. Like most men, Jack's first inclination was to run. In running, he would have divorced Janet, walked away from his home, and re-joined the throngs of unemployed. As Jack considered getting a divorce, he thought of his friends that had gotten divorced. Jack recalled their stories of how badly they had gotten burned in the process. The law says that in a divorce everything is to be divided down the middle, but Jack knows that bottom feeding lawyers and pussy whipped judges skirt that law and side with the woman nearly every time. In court, every one of Jack's divorced friends got the same kind of deal. Indeed things were divided down the middle. Their ex-wives got all of the assets, and his friends got all of the debt. When Jack thought of that happening to him, he decided not to run, but to stay and fight. As Jack sat that day in the crappy motel with the TV blaring he hatched his plan. In his plan he knew he had to choose his fights very carefully. He had to choose fights that he could win. He knew he could never win a fight in divorce court, but he knew he could win against Larry, Christine or Janet. A fight with them made sense because they were the three that made him so miserable in the first place. In Jack's plan Larry and Christine were expendable. He didn't really need either one of them. He knew getting back at Christine would be easy as she was going to get fired anyway. He knew he didn't really need Larry to have a decent job. But also he knew he wanted to get revenge against Larry. That meant that Jack actually needed Janet. Jack needed the kind of leverage that rape charges could bring and Jack could only control those charges if he was married to Janet. More than that Jack needed to stay married to Janet a long time to maintain that leverage so that Larry couldn't have Jack killed. As the years passed, Jack excelled at his job and slowly settled back into married life with Janet. After a couple of trips to see Doctor Scott, Janet was given hormone injections and became fertile. Jack now has two wonderful boys. Janet cooks and cleans for Jack and the boys. She also sucks Jack's cock regularly. Over time Jack convinced Janet that it is okay for her to get so turned on by doing something she finds as repugnant as getting a mouth full of cum. Janet no longer needs to go hide and masturbate after tasting cum. Now Janet fingers herself while she is sucking Jack's cock, and often has an intense orgasm while Jack is coming in her mouth. Even with all of this, Jack has never really forgiven Janet for what she did, and likely never will. No one ever truly forgives or trusts someone after they have cheated. In fact Jack still has those cameras hidden around the house and even checks them occasionally. Now all these years later Jack finally does love Janet in some limited way. Jack knows he will never again be fully in love with Janet... but he can live with that. Feel For Jack Then Janet's head stops moving. It looked like she had completely stopped licking and was just looking up at the man. Jack figured she was likely teasing him with her 'look how nasty I am' smile again. Then Janet's head dropped straight down into the man's lap and started slowly moving up and down. Jack knew that his wife now had his cock in her mouth. This won't last long, Jack thought to himself. She's just getting him worked up to make a baby. Besides, Janet absolutely hates the taste of cum and would never risk him having an accident in her mouth. Jack watched and waited knowing it wouldn't be long before he would see his wife climb up into that chair and fuck him. Jack just stands there and watches his wife's head slowly moving up and down knowing that at any moment she will stop sucking and start fucking. When Janet's head starts making circles in his lap, the man starts moaning with pleasure. Then the man runs his fingers through Janet's hair and quietly whispers something to her. Jack thinks he is finally asking her to fuck him, but instead Janet just pushes her head further down, taking his cock deeper into her mouth. Soon the movement of Janet's head tells Jack that she is sucking as much of the man's cock as she can. When her head comes up it stops for a bit making little circles and it is obvious that she is licking the head. Then Janet's head pushes deep into the man's lap and she holds it there as long as she can bobbing slightly up and down as she sucks. Jack can only imagine that she is now pushing the head of his cock into her throat as she sucks him. Jack watches this deep up and down motion repeat over and over and the man's breathing becomes erratic. Jack whispers to himself, "You better stop Janet, he is about to come". What Jack sees next will stick in his mind forever. Janet picks her head up off of the man's cock and looks up at his face. She is ever so slightly shaking her head no. Once again Jack wonders if she will fuck him there in the chair, or if they will move to the bed where he cannot see. Then Janet's head goes back into the man's lap and he lets out a low breathy moan. A few seconds later he sees the up and down speed of Janet's arm increase and Jack realizes she is jacking him off while she sucks the head. It's the move she swore she would never do again. In seconds the man's body stiffens and he labors through several long deep breaths. Jack knows the man is coming. "What the fuck?" Jack thought. "Janet wasn't trying to get pregnant at all. She deliberately made this guy come in her mouth. She did the 'cum in mouth' move." Then Jack just watched in amazement as Janet sucked and jacked the man all the way through his orgasm; and judging by how long it lasted, Janet was getting a mouth full. Then just as suddenly as the man's body had stiffened, he went limp and it was over. Janet sat up slowly, pulling the cock from her mouth. Then she tipped her head up looking towards the man, her arm still slowly moving, stroking the man's cock. "Holy fuck", Jack thinks to himself... "Is she just going to sit there and play with his cock? She didn't... She wouldn't... She can't be sitting there with a mouth full of cum. She fucking hates the taste of cum. Oh my god she must have swallowed it." Then he sees Janet bend her head down into man's lap one more time, and she either kisses the head of his cock or licks up some more cum, Jack can't really tell. After that Janet gets up on her knees and turns away from the man. Now that she is directly in the moonlight Jack is surprised how perfectly he can see his wife's pretty face. Janet is looking around on the floor below the window, then she picks something up. Jack sees that it's the underwear that she had hastily kicked aside so the man could finger her pussy. Janet quickly balls them up in her hands and holds them to her face. Then Jack sees a truly giant glob of cum drool from his wife's mouth into the panties that she has cupped in her hands. Jack realizes that Janet hadn't swallowed after all, as he watches her wipe her lips with a small corner before tossing them back onto the floor. The panties are so heavy with cum; they hit the floor with a dull thud that even Jack can hear through the crack in the door. Before Jack can decide what to do next he sees his wife turn away from the window and go back to the man in the chair. She climbs into his lap and giggles, "That was fun!" The man replies "I was afraid you were going to stop." Then Jack watches as his wife gives the man a long and tender kiss before resting her forehead against his and staring into his eyes. Janet giggles again, "There, now we've both tasted your cum tonight." before going back to kissing the man every bit as tenderly as before. Now Jack wonders just how long this can go on. It looks to him like Janet is getting the man ready to have sex again, and Jack doesn't really care to watch any more. Just about the time Jack is ready to walk away he sees Janet stop kissing and push herself up off of the man. She takes him by the hand and attempts to pull him from the chair saying, "Okay, it's late, time for you to go." Janet stumbles backwards as the man complies and quickly comes up from the chair. Jack had hoped to see a glimpse of the man in the light he moved to quickly for Jack see who it is. Then Jack watches as Janet picks up pieces of the man's clothing tossing them towards him. The next thing Jack knows the bedroom door starts to move. His heart races and he knows he is about to have a serious confrontation with the man. Then Jack hears Janet say "Hey, don't forget this", and the man lets go of the door. Jack takes this chance to get away from the door and slip into the spare bedroom where he gets as flat against the wall as he can hoping not to be seen. Jack stays perfectly still, breathing as quietly as he can, hoping they cannot hear how loudly his heart is pounding in his chest. Jack is sure that the man and his wife can see him as they pass by the doorway where he is hidden, but the two seem too involved with each other to really notice. Then they stop just beyond the open door and Jack's heart nearly pounds out of his chest, fearing that he has made a sound giving away his location. He cannot see them but he can hear them, and they seem to be just standing there talking. "You know you have really nice tits."... The man's voice seems really familiar to Jack. "Now stop that. You have to go."... The tone of Janet's response tells Jack that the man was groping her breasts. "How about this then? Do you like this baby?"... Jack knows that man's voice, but just can't place it. "Mmmm, yes that feels really good, but you have to stop." There is a long pause in Janet's voice before continuing. "I mean it now. Get your hand out of there."... Jack knows that tone of voice could only mean that the man was trying to get his fingers in her pussy again. "Damn you're hot. I'd really like to fuck"... Janet interrupts the man in her firmest voice, "No, I'm not going to fuck you! I stripped for you and let you play with my pussy. I sucked your cock and let you come in my mouth. I even held your cum in my mouth until you gave me permission to spit. I did everything you said I had to." Jack thinks to himself, "Permission to spit? What the fuck?" as he hears Janet's voice start to trail off down the hall... "Now I'm counting on you to do your part. Tomorrow morning you're going to name Jack as the new head of your tech support team. No more sales, no more travel and no more commissions. Plus he gets his engineer's salary back. Then you are going find some way to fire that man stealing bitch Christine. She really is a total cunt." Hearing that, Jack finally recognizes the man's voice. The man his wife sucked off is Larry Reynolds, vice president of product support. As he hears Janet and Larry going down the stairs Jack slowly sinks down the wall and sits on the floor. Jack realizes that Janet's blowjob was just a business deal to get Jack into better job, and permanently away from Christine. Now he doesn't know how to feel about what he just witnessed. Technically Janet just had sex with another man, but she didn't actually fuck him, and she really thought she was doing something good for Jack and their marriage. Jack just sat there on the floor wondering what to do and how he really felt about this. His mind raced through every possibility from divorce to forgiveness. He wondered why Janet didn't trust him to take care of his career on his own. Then he wondered if she enjoyed what she just did, or if it was all an act for Larry. When he heard the sounds of the garage door opening and Larry's car diving off, Jack was relieved that Larry was finally gone. At that point Jack decided that he needed to retrieve the cum filled panties to keep as evidence. He didn't even get out of the room before the sound of the garage closing stopped and he heard Janet quietly singing the making love in the moonlight song as she was coming up the stairs. Jack froze where he was and Janet passed by the doorway and didn't see him. Janet was still completely naked. Jack couldn't believe she actually walked Larry to the door naked, and wondered how many more times she let him grope her breasts or finger her pussy before he finally left. Apparently Janet couldn't see Jack standing there in the dark so he just stayed there and watched Janet as she walked into the master bedroom and picked up the panties. She took them into the bathroom and Jack figured she put them in the hamper and he could sneak in and retrieve them after Janet fell asleep. A moment later she returned from the bathroom and crawled up onto the bed. She just laid there naked in the soft moonlight apparently contemplating what she had just done. Watching her there looking so sweet Jack wondered if it was Janet or Larry that actually proposed this deal. Jack continued watching, hoping she would quickly fall asleep so he could get the panties and make his escape. Then he saw Janet's hands move up to her breasts, lightly squeezing and rubbing them. Janet slid her hand down and fluffed her pubic hair. Her knees came up and she pushed her hand between her legs and her hips started to move. While she rubbed her pussy she softly whispered and it looked to Jack as if she was replaying the moments of the night in her head. Jack watched as she pleasured herself and wondered how often she did that while he wasn't around. Soon Janet's other hand moved up and covered her nose and mouth. Janet then started licking her hand and appeared to be sucking her fingers. It was obvious to Jack she was imagining herself sucking Larry's cock again while she masturbated. Now Jack wondered if Janet really disliked sucking cock, or if she just didn't like sucking his. When Janet started to come her feet came up off the bed and she kicked wildly as she moaned through the hand over her mouth. Then her legs thrust straight out and she arched her back crying out loudly from the incredible intensity of her orgasm. Jack had never seen or heard anything like this. Janet shook, squirmed and moaned as wave after wave of orgasm rushed through her body. Jack had no idea that Janet could come so hard. Finally, Janet relaxed and sank into the bed. Her orgasm was over. Then she just laid there panting and trembling, with one hand over her mouth and the other tightly clamped between her legs. Janet's breathing returned to normal and she pulled the hand from between her legs and dropped it limp at her side. Then she took a deep breath and quietly moaned through a long exhale before taking the hand from her face and throwing something onto the floor. Jack couldn't see what she had thrown, but he knew exactly what it was from the sound. Jack knew it was Janet's cum soaked panties.