Meh

Sam picked Jennifer up at the airport, and while they exchanged a loving, if chaste, kiss when she returned, he seemed distant, his mind elsewhere. When she pushed him a little, asking how he was, if he got up to anything over the weekend, he insisted he was just busy with work. This was fairly normal for him, so she shrugged it off.

Later that night though, still inflamed with what she had seen and been thinking in Vegas, she attempted to get amorous with him. It was the first time she'd initiated in a long time, but Sam just insisted he was tired and had a long day of work ahead of him. This was not normal, not at all, and Jennifer fell asleep hurt, confused, and still horny.

***

Over the next month, Sam continued to delegate more work to his most competent subordinates and spent more time at the gym, practically every day. Something about his time with Vixen made him want to prove it was more than his money that earned her affections, and he was feeling better about his body as by the end of the month he'd started to see actual results, his arms, shoulders, and back in particular felt stronger and were beginning to look the part.

He had a couple text exchanges with Vixen, but not much. Still, she was essentially the only person he would think about or whose photos he would look at while jerking off multiple times a day. Jennifer was more affectionate than usual, and he was worried she might be suspecting something, so he tried to respond, but he just wasn't as interested.

Still, one night after he had a frustrating time trying to get a little deeper into her pussy, which Jennifer didn't resist like she usually did, he pulled out and jerked his cock off over her body. A vision came into his head, of Vixen behind him, jerking his cock onto Jennifer's body. Sam pumped himself faster as the fantasy took hold in his mind. He imagined his cock slick with Vixen's pussy as she stroked him onto his fiancée, and then he could hear her voice in his head, "Cover the little bitch," and he groaned loudly, rope after rope shooting over Jennifer, painting her stomach, tits, neck, and even a little on her face.

Jennifer was annoyed he came so much on her, especially her face, but she was also satisfied that Sam seemed into it. As she wiped the cum off herself in the bathroom, she quietly fingered herself to orgasm, imagining Nikki seeing her like this.

***

Another few weeks passed, with Sam getting into better and better shape. Jennifer noticed and appreciated it, though it continued to create insecurities in her mind... why did he suddenly want to get into shape? she wondered.

But the reason Sam was hitting the gym most days remained unavailable to him. There were no good opportunities to meet up with Vixen while Jennifer was still in town. Sure, he considered breaking his engagement, and a part of him knew he probably should, for both their sakes. But they'd been together for so long, shared so much, and despite everything he knew he still loved her. But he also knew who he wanted to be with most of the time, and it was not Jennifer.

Focusing on trying to be with Vixen again was the only thing that helped clear the confusion in his mind, it was the only thing that made sense. At last, he saw an opportunity, as he was going to travel to San Francisco for business for a week, and he knew Jennifer would not be able to leave her own work to join.

As soon as he finalized the business plans he texted Vixen. She quoted her travel and extended rates, and he agreed immediately, booking them two first class tickets together and a suite in one of the swankiest hotels.

His excitement was only matched or even exceeded by Vixen's. She'd been worried that Sam wasn't going to book her again, but a week together with him, even if he had to work, would likely prove to be extremely fun and lucrative. And her excitement only increased when, as they were texting to finalize details, he asked:

Would it be okay for you to play the part of my girlfriend, or even fiancée for the week? Just for appearances!

She smiled and almost giggled like she had a schoolgirl crush.

I thought you'd never ask