Jean for once practices patience

All she wanted to do at that moment was walk into the kitchen.[

It](http://kitchen.It) would be the ultimate thrill, to walk in on Rogue and Scott just after their orgasm and watch as they tried to figure out a way to explain themselves. The lying to her face, the flimsy excuses, the evidence clear for all to see that she would ignore...

But she didn't.

Jean had always been a cuck desirer. Every relationship she'd had (that she hadn't ended herself when her partner proved unwilling or unable to satisfy her) saw her cheated on. And that long experience had shown her that sometimes it was best to be patient. There was an art to this game and she had to be a master to make it work.

'If I go in now it will startle Scott too much. He will realize that he's been too bold and break it off with Rogue. Say it was a mistake.' And while there was a small thrill in getting Rogue to turn Scott into a cheater she knew her husband too well. it had taken her own mental manipulations to get him okay with being with first Storm and then Rogue. She could feel that there was guilt there that kept him from fully becoming a cheater and she needed to carefully tend to that feeling. She couldn't rip it out like a weed as that would be too dramatic and people would notice.

No... she needed to build him to that moment where he didn't merely feel the urge to cheat but WANTED to cheat on her. To keep her around yes but also crave other women. And more than that crave turning her into a cuckqueen. Make that HIS fetish so that the two of them could get off together on the thrill of it.

So instead Jean remained seated, letting Scott and Rogue clean up. She still mentally watched as Rogue used a hand towel to wipe off Scott's dick, taking a moment to bring the towel to her nose and savor the scent when he had turned to tuck himself back in. Scott taking a knife and scraping off the burnt parts of the cornbread, though it would still be far too overcooked. She-

Oh.

"Mmmm, let me just finish bastin' these, Sug," Rogue whisper before, without Scott seeing, she reached between her legs and took their mixed juices and spread them over certain pieces of chicken.

Jean shuddered before looking down at herself, seeing the wet spot grow on the front of her pants.

'Well... maybe ONE more mental manipulation,' Jean thought to herself as she reached into their heads and clouded their attention.

"Sorry it took so long," Rogue said as she finally came back in with dinner, Scott following behind. "I needed a bit more help than I thought."

"Oh, its fine," Jean said as she stood up, Rogue and Scott mentally pushed to not notice the massive wet spot around her crotch. Just as she didn't notice that Rogue's sweatpants were on backwards... or at least didn't comment. "Scott is such a big help. Though sometimes a bit too helpful for me. Always looking to plunge into something, get his hands dirty... I can handle things on my own, you know." She made sure her comment was JUST teasing enough to not paint her as an utter bitch but to also make it clear to Rogue and Scott that she wasn't as... grateful as she should be.

"Well, Scott is just a wonderful help," Rogue said as she sat down, shifting her chair so she was a bit closer to Scott's. Jean so badly wnated her to begin fondling him under the table but once more focused on being patient.

She had laid the groundwork... now she needed to get Ororo and Ann Marie to truly lure Scott into a gleeful life and cheating.