The price and consequences.

We can only assume that the Man's first thought's probably revolved around the reason why his beautiful girlfriend's voice was coming from the bed across the way, we would also have to assume that his next question to himself may have been, given a clearer understanding of the situation he now found himself in, was the predicament of wondering what or more importantly who his prick happened to be embedded in, the only word that left his lips was a very quitely whispered “SHIT!”

Assumption's aside the reality was that that was the last thought's he would consciously be able to string together and make sense of for a while, in the dark of the room he was unaware of the large hard cover book hurtling towards his face at that very second, unfortunately spine first.

As the light came on Cait' warily tried to make sense of all the screaming going on in the room, she knew the female voice, it was Jen, the male voice, well that was Jerry, but it sounded panicked, sad and was he crying? She tried opening her eyes, to identify something, anything. God her cunt was sore and her legs felt disjointed. That last orgasm really did her in.

“Get your fucking dirty, fucking cheating, fucking mother fucking ass out of my sight, YOU SON OF A CUNT!”

“Wait Jen, I'm sorry, I thought it was you, I didn't think it was Cait', it was your bed, I was sorry for what we did to you yesterday, alright? God my nose hurts, it feels broke Jen, I gotta go honey, see a Doctor, I'll come back honey okay? Ahhh god that stings like a son-of-a-bitch, I'll be back, Jen, I promise.”

“DON'T FUCKING BOTHER!!”

“But I ......”

“JERRY, FUCK OFF, IT'S OVER, I don't want to ever see you again, GO! mother fucker whoring ass fuck!”

Cait' decided that not talking maybe the best way for a while anyway, she struggled her way to sit-up found her legs still really didn't want to move, but the need to go to the bathroom now overwhelmed her. She found herself light-headed when she stood and damn near everything from her neck down hurt. As she walked past the mirror she looked at her reflection, 'OH FUCK, my beautiful pussy, oh god, oh shit.' And her breast's too were red and bruised she turned her butt to the mirror and found the same thing, her ass-hole was not what she remembered it looked like but at least it had stopped feeling like a wind tunnel inside her, large welts and bruises also covered her strong supple thighs. Jen had really left her mark, as for Jen, where was she, 'wait I need to pee'.

Jen stood in front of the door her one love had just walked out of, her silent crying had enveloped her, she had no idea how long she had stood affixed to the spot, but she just felt afraid to move, afraid that it was for real, hoping she was moving through a dream and she'd wake up and it would be all shiny bright. She felt the touch of her friend behind her, felt her arms around her waist, holding her gently and allowing Jen to snuggle up against her. She felt her friends face rub up the side of her own her lips nuzzling her ear and then quietly she spoke, “Come on honey, let's get you back to bed and we'll sleep some more, let me help take the hurt away.”

Jen's eyes opened to a new day, she felt well it was to early to say what she felt, the reality of it all kicked in immediately she woke, there really wasn't any illusion, what she did need was a coffee and then she would cope with the dilemma. She wondered where Cait' had gone and it wasn't til she found her phone she realised it was two o'clock in the afternoon, damn she'd slept that long. Jen noticed her bed had been made with clean sheets and all evidence of last night had disappeared. She staggered out of bed, stretched her body as she stood and silently walked out to their office turning on the jug, she could see through the door two figures talking quietly down the corridor, she recognised both. Switching off the jug, her coffee would have to wait, she ducked below the line of the door and reached for her recorder shuffled through her draw retrieved the mic and cord that attached to the recorder moved to the door silently placed the mic through the keyhole and turned the recorder on. She then plugged her ear buds into the recorder so she could hear what was being recorded.

Cait' wasn't surprised when she spied him coming down the corridor towards the office, his bulk was unmistakeable yet he made very little noise as he moved, God he was a delicious package, last night being the exception that may still come to haunt him, well both of them really she was hoping she hadn't ruined it for Jen, that what they had done she knew she could of stopped if she had really thought about it, but did she, nope she knew she didn't want to, she knew he didn't either, when she whispered 'No' to him as forcefully as she could did he stop, no of course he didn't, the low growl that he let out as that big cock went into her even further than before was witness to that, well now they deal with the consequences. She was prepared to lie for the benefit of her friend but not his, and she was going to tell him that, that was the first and the last time as far as she was concerned that they would fuck, they would deny all knowledge that it was anything other than mistaken identity.

Looking through to the bedroom she saw Jen was still sound asleep so quickly moving to the door she opened it and placed a finger to her lips so he could see, “Sssshhhh, wait here, we'll talk out here, I won't be a minute.”

Cait' quickly walked back into the office, quietly pulled the bedroom door closed but didn't shut it went to the landline phone and buzzed the volume off. Of course what Cait' didn't realise was that Jen was just waking up even as she went out the door and quietly closed it behind her.

Well just fucking brilliant! She knew the truth now, recorded even, for posterity, for the cheaters to have evidence of their deceit, she had an inkling but even now that the reality of it all had slapped her in the face she felt deceived that even now they were going to try a ruse to allow her to think it was nothing but a mistake, well news up boy's and girl's, it ain't happenin'.

She decided that she weren't gonna pussy-foot around, she retrieved the recorder, pulled the mike out from the keyhole and disconnected everything opened the door and walked through to the two of them staring back at her open mouthed, Cait' tried first but what she said just made no sense at all more than like because it was accompanied by the obvious guilt she wore on her face, “Cait', shut the fuck up and both of you listen and listen good, firstly Jerry we're done, understand that and just go, okay, this is the last and final time we will talk, oh don't think I'm not gonna let you talk to me about what you two deceitful shit's have done, but I just don't care, secondly Cait', you've hurt me more than him, I thought you had my back so I don't even know whether there is an 'us' or not, I guess we'll just have to see.”

With that she turned and walked back into the office. She went to the coffee jug and set it going, walked to the desk and instead of sitting turned and looked out the window down to the street below, the porn shop seemed to be doing a bit of trade today. She went to the coffee jug waited for it to finish its job and then filled her mug. Returning to the desk she took a welcome sip before putting it down. The two of them sat forlornly in the two clients chairs staring at their feet, geez could they be anymore the most disappointing people on the face of the earth, “For fucks sake either make yourself a cup of coffee or start talking, either way stop looking like your the fucking victims in all of this, or I'll kill you both my own damn self.”

'He' went to talk first, “Jen, what would it take for you to forgive us and go on with our lives, you know together?”

“What the fuck did I say Jerry, we are fucking done, okay, done, finito, what don't you fucking understand?”

Cait' interjected, “JERRY, TELL HER. Tell her, you've got nothing to loose.”

“Yeah Jerry tell me, oh I can hardly wait for this, tell me Jer, give me a laugh.”

“I've left your Father's employ and told your Mother it's over, that we're done. Oh and Beatrice said they gave her her notice as well so she has to look for another job as well.”

“And this is my problem how?!”

Cait' opened quietly and looked at Jen questioningly, “Please Jen, we know far to well we've both hurt you and if we could wipe that completely away and not have it happen we would do it in a blink of an eye, please don't let this destroy us, what we all had. Please let us do something to start making it right. Jerry truly loves you, he is, we are willing to do what ever we can to help correct it and help relieve your pain.”

Jen picked up her mug took a sip, stared down the street below at the people going about their day. She noticed the shape of the old powder blue beat up Ford F100 turn and start to wend it's way towards their end of the street.

“Okay Cait', Jerry, let me see if I've got this right, you are prepared to do what ever it takes to get rid of what you caused knowing full well what you both did I witnessed first-hand, have I got that right?”

They both nodded probably too enthusiastically when Cait' thought about it, and especially given the sly smile that appeared on Jen's face, “Anything?”

Jerry and Cait' both looked at each other, “Yes, anything.”

“And you'll watch if I desire it?”

Now a bit more hesitantly, “Ahhh Yes.”

As she was looking out the window at something or somebody Jen turned and started, “All right, you two wait here, I've gotta go see a man about a dog. Won't be long and then I'll have an answer for you.”

Moving past them both she walked out of the office and down the corridor toward the stair's.

Cait' wondered what Jen was looking at out the window, she finally had to look, to see what it was, she walked to the window, looked down at the powder blue Ford Pickup now parked outside their building, at the lean strong and handsome weathered-tanned Man complete with Stetson and cowboy boots stepimg out of the truck, her head slumped and thumped into the window pane and Jerry watched Cait' as she appeared to grimace and pale right in front of his eyes, now he had to look to see what it was as a quietly whispering Cait' with tears in her eye's now repeated again what she had said before that Jerry couldn't hear. This time he knew all to well what it was, “Please God, please no, not Callum, please Jen, please don't be so mean, please.”

Jerry had met Callum, he was a great guy, honest and proud of what he had achieved and he adored his girl, the girl he'd asked to marry him to be his wife, Caitlyn Neal had burst into tears when he'd popped the question, now she and he were probably going to have to subject themselves to watching their partners fucking, they'd virtually volunteered, had told Jen they were alright with it and the other sick thing was they would still not know whether their partners would accept them back anyway.