Quickie with Consequences

QUICKY WITH CONSEQUENCES 2 ALTERNATE ENDING

Read part 1 of this story first. It has a relatively happy ending. The following alternate version is more complicated.

Jill reviewed the day as she lay in bed that night. Chief Parker had seemed like a nice man. She had been attracted to him, not in a sexual way, well maybe that too. He had come into her office on a seemingly routine afternoon and he raped her, at least it started as a rape. He tore her clothing apart and fucked right there on the desk in her office. She began to enjoy the sex after just a few moments and was begging him to fuck her by the time he finished. She came when he dumped his load in her pussy.

Her husband had been away for four months and was going to be away for another four months. They had two kids who were in school. To get out of the house and have adults to talk to, she had volunteered at the Navy Relief office. That's where she had met Parker.

Since she and her husband, John, had been married, they had not slowed down much in the sex department. They were doing it most every day, even though they had two kids who often interrupted or delayed them. When he left for his deployment, there was a void. In a way, she had become addicted to sex. She had fingered herself a few times, in bed alone at night, but it wasn't rewarding. She needed the physical contact that came with intercourse. A pillow between her legs was no substitute.

She had stopped taking the pill before her husband went away. He would withdraw and come outside her vagina. The pills made her retain water and she didn't feel good sometimes. She knew that some of the other young wives continued the pill either out of convenience or 'in case there was an opportunity for extramarital sex'. She scoffed at such immoral behavior, but now she had made a mistake. The chief had fucked her, deposited his sperm in her womb. There was the possibility of getting pregnant.

She was scared and ashamed and decided to retreat into her home with her two children and hold out until John came home. She called and told the office where she volunteered that she was quitting. She didn't leave home for a few days.

She pay close attention to her physical feelings every day, looking for any sign that she was pregnant. She called Parker on the phone and told him, "I may be pregnant."

He was stunned. "I presumed you were on the pill or something."

"I stopped when John left. I didn't think I needed them. They make me feel bloated."

Parker said, "Well, by not taking them, you may not just feel bloated."

She said, "I just wanted you to know."

"Will you keep it?"

"Of course, but I'll never be able to explain it to my husband." She began to sob, "I may have ruined my marriage."

Parker said, "I don't know what to say. Let me know when you know."

When she got her period a week later, she was relieved. She cried at the good fortune. She texted her illicit lover. He replied with a smiley emoji and said, "Hope to see you in the office again."

She was missing being with others when the relief office called and said they really needed her. She agreed to go in one day a week rather than two. She told the coordinator that she would not work extra hours, referring to her kids as the reason. She did not want to chance being alone when Parker came in again.

Things went well for a few weeks. Parker would stop by the office once or twice a week. Liaison with the relief office was just one of his many duties as the command special services coordinator.

One afternoon, he stopped by Jill's office. The other offices down the hall were busy so they had a few moments, alone, to talk.

He said, "I know I came on too strong a few weeks ago. I'm sorry." He seemed genuinely contrite. "I would've never have forgiven myself if had I gotten you pregnant."

Jill responded as she always did, trying to be friendly and not hurt anyone's feelings. She said, "It happened. Let's put it behind us and not talk about it anymore."

He offered to buy her lunch and she accepted. She wanted to 'clear the air' with him. He drove.

During the drive in his pickup truck and while they sat in a booth in a nearby café, he couldn't help but notice her smooth legs and the bulge in her chest where those beautiful breasts were hidden. He remembered what she looked like naked and his groin stirred in response.

Over lunch, the conversation drifted back to their sexual encounter. He apologized again.

She said, "You know you could go to jail for rape."

He said, "I certainly know it. I've never done anything like that before, honest. I beg your forgiveness."

She said, "You are forgiven if you don't do it again."

He nodded appreciatively.

She was curious and asked, "Why did you do it? Why me?"

He took a moment to collect his thoughts and said, "I don't know, there is something about you that attracts me. I really enjoy talking with you. Your voice is like honey. You're pretty and you have a nice body."

She said, "I'm fat. I've had two babies for heaven's sake."

"I find you very attractive, I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize. I'm flattered, I guess."

He said, "I thought I sensed a willingness on your part."

"Maybe I gave you the wrong impression."

He continued, "I wasn't thinking straight when I took my penis out. When you put your hand on it, I lost control of my senses. You know what they say about the little head taking over for the big head."

She smiled, "That's a bullshit excuse men use. You had control of yourself."

"Okay. You're right, but once I started, I wanted you so badly that I couldn't stop myself."

She said, "You almost got me pregnant."

He said, "I just assumed you were on the pill or something."

She said, "The pills bother me, so I stopped using them. John and I use the withdrawal method."

"He pulls out before he comes?"

She said, "That's right." She suddenly realized that she was sharing an intimate detail with him that she hadn't shared with anyone else.

Parker said, "I would think he'd find it difficult to withdraw once he was in you."

She smiled and said, "That's why we have two children."

He said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were not on the pill."

She said, "That's okay; now you do."

The unintended hint in her comment led him to consider that there might be a next time where he would need to withdraw before coming in her pussy.

He said, "I was amazed at how you reacted. I've never been with a woman as passionate. Most of the ladies I date are divorcees and while they crave sex, they don't have the raw passion that you did."

She was flattered again. "Was I good?" A question all women want to have answered.

He said, "The best sex I've ever had."

"I'll bet you say that to all the girls."

"I do, but it was true with you."

She smiled; a certain feeling was stirring in her crotch.

He sensed it and said, "We could do it again." He paused. "No one would have to know."

She looked at him like he was crazy. "Absolutely not. I'm married and faithful to my husband." She paused and added, "At least I've tried to be."

He nodded.

He said, "What's the difference between doing it once and doing it twice? It's just sex, something to look forward to during the lonely nights."

She smiled as his smooth talk. She absorbed his words, but didn't answer. He took that as a good sign.

She asked a question that had been on her mind, "Have you bragged about screwing me to your friends?"

"No, of course not." He had told one of his friends about nailing the wife of a young officer. It was the holy grail of sex among the bachelor chief community.

She said, "That would be quite the scandal."

He reassured her.

A few minutes later, he tried again to pursue opportunity. "We could meet at a motel out along the interstate. None of the locals go out there."

She looked at him and said, "I can't believe you are propositioning me."

He said, "Well, like I said, it was the best sex I've ever had. You seemed to enjoy it. Just think of what we could do if we had a few hours."

She looked at him. He could tell she was considering it.

He said, "Your kids are in school, that would give us a few hours. I promise you will enjoy it. You will be the most important person in the room."

She was ashamed of herself, but she had the itch and the sex with Parker had been fantastic, maybe the best she'd had. Being forced had added a level of risk and intensity that seemed to really appeal to her.

He said, "How about Friday? I'll text you the location and you come by if you want. If not, no harm done." He added, "You are carrying a lot of responsibility while your husband is away. You deserve to have a little pleasure mixed in."

She laughed and said, "I'll think about it." She had no intention of doing it, but thought her response would close the subject.

They returned to the office. One of the ladies had noticed them going off together and knew of the possibilities. She had fallen for the same temptation when she was a young wife.

Later that week, on Thursday, Jill had gone home after volunteering and dealt with the kids. They were fighting and while she loved them dearly, they were just a hassle that day. Runny noses, dirty clothes and messy rooms were no fun. Then, her mother called and her husband didn't. He apparently was too busy. She hadn't heard from him in a week. Jill's mother was bitchy and irritating, always being critical of how she raised the children. She didn't need this bullshit, she told herself. Another man was dangling his cock as bait while she needed physical affection. She took a pill to get to sleep.

She got the kids off to school in the morning, they were in cheerful moods, which helped. It was a beautiful day and Jill had nothing planned. She relaxed with a cup of tea on her patio.

She saw the text from Parker, giving her the room number at a motel out by the interstate. He said he'd taken the day off.

She was amused. Naughty thoughts were swirling around in her head. What difference would one more time make? It wouldn't change the way she felt about her family or anything. Meeting Parker would give her a nice break and help her cope with all her responsibilities.

She went to the drug store and on the way home, kept driving. She headed toward the interstate. She was in one of those moods where she was tired of feeling sorry for herself. She needed to have some fun. Subconsciously, she was considering Parker's offer.

She realized that she was driving in the direction of that motel. She kept going, putting off the decision until the last minute. She knew she could turn around at any time. Her conscience and her libido battled for control of her actions.

She pulled into the motel parking lot where a few cars were jockeying around a big truck. She was preoccupied with avoiding them all and drove to a parking spot near the room number Parker had sent. It was one of those two story hotels with access from the outside. It was on its last legs as other nicer places were outcompeting it for business. It needed to be modernized; it was cheap and clean, though.

Jill parked and took a moment to think, but a text buzzed on her phone. He mother was texting something she wanted Jill to do; call her nosy aunt or something that Jill didn't have time for. She was distracted as she approached the door.

Parker had seen her coming through the window and opened the door before she could decide whether to knock or not. She stood still before him until he pulled her into the room. The closed behind them and he kissed her immediately. She put her phone in her purse and after a moment, yielded and kissed him back.

The physical contact was something she craved and she reacted. Before she had much time to think, he had stripped her naked and was on top of her in bed. His penis slid into her and she abandoned all thoughts of anything beyond the motel room.

She needed physical contact and focused on Parker making love to her. Parker was on top, in the missionary position. His cock was sliding in her love channel. She tensed the muscles in her vagina, squeezing his prick while enjoying the intense sensation. Having a man's penis in her was addictive and she was immersed in feeling satisfaction. He was groveling in her breasts and stroking her hair and her skin. He was totally focused on her and she was enjoying herself, immensely.

He remembered to pull out. She watched his prick spit its contents on her belly. Seeing a man come like that was very stimulating. He'd come because of her. She was close and Parker finished her by eating her pussy until she reached her climax.

She laid there, naked, after willingly entering another man's bed. Part of her was ashamed, but another part felt that she deserved some pleasure. What was the harm, she thought. She was cheating on her husband, but he didn't know and it wouldn't matter once he returned. Of course, she knew she was rationalizing her behavior and hoping she could have her pleasure without paying a price.

After a few minutes, Jill wanted it again. She sucked Parker's penis for the first time. It gave her a chance to closely examine his anatomy. His cock was bigger than her husband's and the idea of fucking a bigger cock was somewhat exciting. She'd read articles in her magazines about bigger cocks and wondered if they really made a difference. Feeling the tip of his prick poking inside her was nice, but the best part was the added girth and how it pushed out against the walls of her vagina. That was the true benefit. Size did make a difference. She momentarily wondered if her husband's cock would satisfy her when he returned.

Once Parker was hard again. Jill got on her hands and knees. He entered her from behind and fucked her for a long time. Jill put her head on the pillow with her ass raised and Parker pumped his cock, giving both of them sustained pleasure. She closed her mind to the outside world and enjoyed the intense physical pleasure.

He brought her to another orgasm and he shot his semen on her back. She liked the sensation of the warm cum landing on her skin. She wondered if she would have him come on her face like she saw in the dirty movies. Her husband had never done that.

She laid beside her lover, naked, uninhibited. He enjoyed looking at her features, her tawny bush, the nipples on her heaving breasts. She was a beauty, young, full of life, with her future mostly ahead of her.

The sex between them was purely physical. There was no love involved. Jill had no illusions that Parker would want to marry her or anything. He just wanted to fuck her. That was all he wanted. He was a worldly man who'd been with many women. She knew there was a vulgar side to his personality and knew he was probably bragging to his friends about fucking an officer's young, succulent wife.

She had a husband who loved her and a family, but her need for pleasure had led her back to Parker's bed. He had overcome her resistance the first time, but he had unlocked her suppressed libido. She needed to be fucked. Her life had changed for the better after Parker fucked her for the first time. She rationalized that the second time didn't make a difference. She could quit at any time. Once more wouldn't matter.

She agreed to see him again the next week at the same place and time. She buried her inhibitions and morals. Her conscience nagged at her, but she needed what Parker was giving her.

Jill went back to her routine. She would hear from her husband via texts and an occasional phone call, but there was limited intimacy. There were other men in close vicinity and any intimate comments during the phone calls would be overheard. With the time difference, it was morning where he was when he called her at night, and he was supposed to be working.

She found herself in a better mood over the next few days. She had agreed to meet Parker at the motel again, but wasn't sure she was going to do it again. As the day approached, she realized that while she was nervous, she was looking forward to being with Parker. It had been the highlight of an otherwise humdrum week. The kids were a delight, but it was tiring keeping up with two busy children. She was fortunate that her neighbor was willing to watch the kids when they came home from school.

She texted Parker and he made arrangements to return to the motel. When Jill walked into the motel room, Parker came at her immediately. The sex carried an element of her being forced. She liked that. She'd always liked forceful men. Her husband was that way sometimes, but Parker was very forceful. It was like he was raping her, tearing her clothes away and pushing her onto the bed. He dove into her pussy and sent her to her first orgasm of the afternoon.

He fucked her and when he came, he put his cock on her belly and shot his come on her heaving tits. Rivulets of the white goo trailed down the sides of her breasts. She dabbed some with her finger and tasted his salty discharge.

She asked him, "Do you want to come on my face?"

He said, "I'd like that."

She giggled and said, "Maybe next time." Then she teased by saying, "If there is a next time."

She had to leave after one coupling. Her kids would be home and she had to be there. As they parted, Jill commented on the motel. It was decadently thrilling to be having sex in a cheap motel, but she wasn't impressed with the place.

The next week, Parker texted and suggested that she come to his apartment. He said that all the other tenants were usually at work and they would not be seen. Jill agreed, ignoring her instinct to continue meeting in anonymous places.

Jill came to Parker's apartment at noon. As far as she knew, nobody saw her. He had prepared a light lunch. They exchanged small talk.

She asked, "Are you telling your fellow chiefs that you are fucking an officer's wife?"

He said, "Only a few close friends and they are sworn to secrecy."

She said, "I think it's too risky to continue to do this."

He told her not to worry and diverted her attention back to sex by taking her into his bedroom. They kissed and he slowly and sensuously stripped her. He stepped out of his pants. She was fascinated with his cock. It was hard and bounced up and down with his movements. She wondered if it hurt when his cock moved like that.

"Have you ever been tied up?" He asked as he tied a necktie around her wrist.

"No. We've never done anything like that."

"Wanna try it?"

"Should I trust you?"

"It seems you already have." He tied her other wrist to the bed post.

She was spread out naked. He tied her ankles. He stood to admire his handiwork. As a Navy chief, he knew how to tie knots so they were firm, but wouldn't hurt her. He was amazed at his good fortune. Jill was completely at his mercy; she'd surrendered control to him.

He admired her as she lay helplessly on the bed. Her breasts were heaving and were peaked by her precious nipples. Her pussy lips were shiny from her arousal. Her legs were sleek and smooth. Her hair was spread upon the pillow. She was young and firm and totally desirable.

He left for a moment, and when he returned, there was a flash. He had taken her photo, spread out naked. With her legs apart, her labia were parted enough to reveal the treasures between her pussy lips. Her light brown pussy hair formed a triangle above where her legs came together.

Jill's tits jiggled as she tried to hide her face from the camera.

"Don't take photos of me, please."

"They are just for me." He said.

She commented, "I know you'll show them to the friends you've told about us."

He didn't deny it.

Parker joined her on the bed and moved between her legs, then slid his fingers into her pussy. He was pleasantly surprised at how wet she was. Being bound was arousing her. He pumped his fingers in and out of her vagina. They both were sweating from the heat of her body and their exertion. Her breasts heaved with her breathing. She was obviously excited.