He says no. (The end of the Jennifer and Claudia path)

John stood from the sofa, gently pushing their hands off of him.

He looked at Jennifer, his wife, the love of his life. Who we now knew to be an actual paid whore, who has cheated on him from the very beginning.

Then he looked as Claudia, the beautiful woman he had fallen for at work, who had changed so much, physically and emotionally over recent months.

Claudia had trimmed down and toned up. Her legs were muscular now, she had better definition all over, and she had just as big an ass, just with better muscle tone. And she now had breast implants, that were just as big as her natural breasts were when she met him, hanging over a toned stomach. She didn’t have abdominal muscles showing, but she would get there. She worked out with Jennifer, and Jennifer was a fucking amazing workout warrior.

John sighed and looked at his wife, slipping off his wedding ring and setting in on the table.

“No Jenn,” he said quietly. “The answer is no. Hard pass.”

He walked away from the two shocked women, and Jennifer started to speak but he held up his hand to stop her.

“Don’t, there isn’t a point after all that I just saw,” John continued. “Steve at the party when I was right there? That God-damned Pete up in my bed fucking you in the dress I married you in? Cumming on your ring? The neighbors kid? He is in high school, a senior, is he even fucking eighteen Jennifer?”

Jennifer’s head was down, “he is, nothing happened before he turned eighteen, nothing. The first time was on his birthday.”

John remembered that, Jennifer had suggested taking Bobby out to dinner and a movie on his birthday, but John had been working the evening shift that week. “So what, in the theater? In the car? In our bed?”

“Yes John...” she replied.

“Yes to what?” He replied, worried for what he would hear.

“Yes to all of them, I wanted to give him a birthday he wouldn’t forget. I gave him a blowjob in the theater, then in the car, and I fucked him in our bed. I wanted to make it special.”

“Fuck, he was still here when I got home from work, he slept over that night, in the guest bedroom. You didn’t...” John answered.

“Yes John I did, it was his birthday, after you went to sleep I went back to him,” she replied. “You weren’t ever supposed to know.”

“Jesus Christ,” John replied. “And all the customers, the orgies I saw? Selling your body for money?”

“And you, doing it was well?” John said, turning to face Claudia, “why? We didn’t need the money. And lying to me about why you left the strip club? And still fucking people at the club after you married each other? I don’t get that.”

The two beautiful young women were silent, they said nothing. A long silence happened. It felt like hours, it was really about a minute.

“You want to leave me to just be with each other, but you haven’t stopped fucking other men? You left the club but didn’t stop fucking Steve? You shared your bodies with all those men on video!”

John was angry, looking at the image on his big screen TV. He angrily shut down the Bluetooth connection from his phone.

“It isn’t about not living a lie anymore, it isn’t like you want to just be with women, so why leave me? Why the theatrics?” John continued, “why preplan all of this? The divorce, making it a clean break, why do all of this and leave me just to keep fucking other men?”

Claudia spoke up, but quietly. “The lie wasn’t about just wanting to be with each other, we both love sex, we don’t plan to stop fucking men. We are bisexual, not lesbians.”

“The lie was with you John,” Jennifer said quietly. “It was pretending that things were like they had been, that I was going to love you forever. I still love you, but not romantically. That stopped a while ago.”

“We could have stayed here and fucked you long term John, but we were playing with your emotions.” Jennifer continued, “I had to stop doing that, you didn’t deserve any of this.”

“Eventually you were going to find out about my dad, that I have been fucking him for years,” Jennifer replied. “You were going to find out about Steve, all the men at the club, the parties, the prostitution, eventually you were going to probably find videos of me fucking someone online.”

It was like a kick in the stomach, fuck it hurt. “Your father? Your actual father?”

“Yes, my dad, that happened long before I met you, my dad was my first.”

John had no words, it was too much, was was still getting worse.

“Look John, I didn’t know what else to do, so we planned all of this, me and Claudia,” Jennifer continued. “Our wedding, you meeting our friend from the club, then after you hit it off we were going to move out and give you space, then we planned to move out of state and make it so maybe you never found out about any of it.”

“We did this for you,” Claudia said, realizing too late she should have not spoken at all.

John’s glare stopped her. He didn’t look dangerous to them, but all of the love for her was gone from his face.

John studied himself, “it’s a no Jennifer. Oh all of it. I don’t want to meet your friend at the club, I don’t want to keep fucking you two, and I hope to live my life and never see all of those videos again.”

He paused for a long time, “or either of you for that matter.”

“John it was for you baby, we did this for you!” Jennifer replied in a pleading tone.

“Oh for fucks sake Jennifer, give it a rest will you?” John said, grabbing his wallet and keys off of the counter, “Robby next door? Steve? My best friend in our wedding dress? Cum on the ring I gave you? You did all of that for me?”

Jennifer and Claudia were silent, still sitting there naked as John walked upstairs.

He packed two large suitcases and his backpack, taking clothing, some personal belongings and a gun he kept in a small safe in the closet. He opened the garage and carried his tool boxes out to the truck, then took some power tools he kept around.

As he started to leave he put his debit card on the counter but Jennifer stopped him, she put her hand on his, but he recoiled, seeing her wedding ring, the new one for being married to Claudia.

“Keep it John, I will put half of the money I made in that account,” Jennifer started to say more, but he picked it up and walked out without another word. Without even looking at either woman.

John got into his truck and drove away without another word, and Jennifer never heard his voice again.

Jennifer soon heard from Peter that John had quit his job the next day. The money she moved into the account cleared, and then was moved again, to an account John had alone.

She was finally able to get one of his friends to talk, who told her John had left the state, starting over again up in the North East somewhere. All he could tell her was a city and state but nothing else.

John had never been very active on Facebook, but deleted the profile he had. And soon the phone he had when he left showed up in a FedEx package, sent from a FedEx facility. No note, just a phone, wiped clean of any history of John having owned and used it.

Over the months that followed Jennifer thought she would enjoy living alone with Claudia, but the newness and passion faded over time.

The two women kept stripping, kept fucking customers for money, kept fucking other people at Steve’s parties, and they fucked each other quite a lot.

But Jennifer felt something missing, there was something missing. And soon she found out what it was.

Claudia and Jennifer had a completely open relationship. They both still fucked Steve and his guests at his parties, fucked customers and staff at the new strip club, and they also both fucked other strippers. They lived something of a porno movie, but such things were not meant to last.

They would bring fellow strippers over for wild threesomes at their apartment, and over time Jennifer noticed that Claudia was spending more and more time with one of them in particular. It was the young stripper Claudia had suggested for John, a young black stripper who used the stage name Nadia.

Jennifer knew what she was seeing, she had seen it before, the attachment, the loving glances, and she knew what was coming. Claudia brought Nadia over again and again, and started spending time with her away from work and their romantic interludes.

Then one night Jennifer came home and found Claudia in their bed fucking Nadia, but in the gentle and romantic way she had thought reserved for her.

They didn’t notice when she walked in, such was the passion the two strippers had for each other in that moment, and Jennifer noticed some things were out of place.

First she noticed that the picture of herself and her wife Claudia was turned face down on her night table, and on Claudia’s night table was her phone and her wedding ring. The one she had given Claudia not so long before, her wife had taken it off to fuck another woman. This meant more than a normal casual fuck meant to Claudia.

And things went downhill quickly from there. Claudia apologized, explaining she had married Jennifer far too young, before she really understood her feelings. She said she had mistaken her first real lesbian love for having found her true love.

“I just don’t feel the same way now,” Claudia said softly when Jennifer asked her about it later. “I didn’t plan this, but I can’t keep going this way, we were too quick to get married.”

“And John? What the fuck about John?” Jennifer asked. “What about my ex-husband, was I too quick to let him leave.”

“Probably,” Claudia said, before grabbing her things and heading out the door. “You will need to talk to him about that Jenn, I didn’t make you divorce him, you came on to me remember?”

Jennifer was crushed by that statement, she had started all of this. All a bullshit ploy to keep a husband she had lost, for a partying lifestyle she no longer took part in. And now Claudia was going to be gone.

As Claudia drove away Jennifer was lost in thought. She regretted everything.

Steve had moved on, losing interest after John was out of the picture, missing out on his fantasy of cuckolding a husband. Peter had wanted to take John’s place, and had divorced his wife, but Jennifer had found him not just to be a small man, but a weak man as well.

Hearing him talk was almost painful for Jennifer, seeing him agonize over the smallest choice was infuriating, and soon she found herself never wanting to look at his skinny cock again.

Soon Jennifer gave up prostitution at the club, but Claudia didn’t, she seemingly couldn’t. Claudia was hard on Jennifer for bringing her into this life and then leaving her in it. One night after a fight over this, Claudia let Jennifer know that she wasn’t going to stop fucking for money, and that she was moving in with Nadia, someone who understood her needs a lot better.

Soon Jennifer and Claudia were divorced, and the last Jennifer heard of Claudia was that she was caught up in a prostitution bust at the club, and was one of several dancers arrested and convicted of prostitution offenses. But with Claudia she was also found to be in possession of some illegal **** as well.

She never found out how that worked out for Claudia, but being her first offense, it wouldn’t be too bad for her.

The life Jennifer had brought Claudia into had destroyed her. The life had also destroyed her marriage to her ex-husband, and most of her friendships.

Soon Jennifer found herself alone at the now very empty apartment.

She then threw herself at Bobby next door, engaging in a heated sexual affair with the young man.

But when his parents found out it came to an end. They were paying for his college and that would end if he kept seeing Jennifer. He had a choice between his parents paying for college and sex, and he chose his future.

His parents knew that Jennifer was a stripper, and they knew she was never shy about her body, and wanted her nowhere near their son.

Not long after Bobby went off to college, and Jennifer felt very alone. She had let this life she was in ruin so many relationships.

She looked at her bank account and realized how much she had made, but that her money could not buy her any measure of happiness.

So Jennifer, sitting on enough money to live for years, quit her job as a dancer and enrolled back into college, with just three semesters left to go.

She got her degree, and moved up to the North East to the town she had heard John had moved to, a very large town where she knew nobody at all.

She figured she might never see John again, but who knew, maybe she would see him one more time. One more time would be all she needed to tell him how sorry she was, how much she missed him and how much she loved him.

But in a town of millions of people, the odds were not very good at all of that ever happening.

The end of the Jennifer and Claudia route.