<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/69348081">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="97004212" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Carson was sitting poolside with a beer in his hand when his phone rang. It was a FaceTime call from Sophie. She and Lauren were at the beach. Sophie hadn’t mentioned that she’d be calling, but she’d also proven rather unpredictable since moving into their guest house.</p><p>“Hey,” Carson said as he answered and held up his phone. He was greeted with a view of Sophie in the same white bikini top she’d modeled that first day. Her skin glistened and he couldn’t help but glance at her spectacular breasts.</p><p>“How’s it going?” Sophie asked.</p><p>“Good,” Carson said as he tapped his phone and switched the camera to show Sophie that he was relaxing by the pool. “How’s the beach?”</p><p>Sophie smiled. “Very good,” she said.</p><p>The view switched and Carson brought the phone closer to his face. There was a woman in the distance that looked a lot like his wife and she was talking to a tall, muscular, good-looking man.</p><p>“Is that…is that Lauren?” Carson asked.</p><p>“It is,” Sophie said. “And that gorgeous hunk of man she’s talking to is Miguel. He’s a lifeguard, apparently, though he’s off duty today. He said he loves coming to the beach to meet beautiful ladies, and I guess he’s met one.”</p><p>Carson couldn’t be entirely sure, but it looked like Lauren was flirting with Miguel. She was laughing. Every once in a while she reached out to touch him. She brushed her hair back a few times. It was all the stuff a woman did when she was interested in a guy.</p><p>“Be honest,” Sophie said, “how does it make you feel to watch your wife flirt with a gorgeous man like Miguel?”</p><p>“I don’t know,” Carson said.</p><p>The view switched back to Sophie. She took her sunglasses off and said, “You’re a little bit excited right now, aren’t you?” she asked. “You’re a little bit excited and you want me to let you watch Lauren flirt again, don’t you? You want to see her with that gorgeous man. You want to see her touching him, and laughing for him, and acting like she wants him to take her into his arms for a long, deep kiss, don’t you?”</p><p>She was right. Of course she was right. Carson didn’t want to admit it, though. He didn’t want to tell his sister-in-law that she’d helped uncover some weird kink that he didn’t even know he had.</p><p>“Okay, well, I guess I’ll talk to you when we get home,” Sophie said.</p><p>“Wait, no, don’t hang up,” Carson replied. “Please, Sophie, don’t. You’re right, okay? You’re right.”</p><p>“I know I’m right,” Sophie said.</p><p>She tapped her screen and the view switched again. Lauren and Miguel were closer. His hand moved to her lower back and she leaned into him. For a moment Carson thought they were going to kiss. They didn’t, though. Carson felt a little disappointed.</p><p>“Why do I feel this way?” he asked.</p><p>“Why doesn’t matter,” Sophie said. “What matters is that you feeling this way means that you and Lauren can actually have a functional sex life. It means that my sister can be happy again, and that’s all I really care about.”</p><p>Miguel took Lauren’s hand in his and they walked towards the water.</p><p>“It looks like they’re going for a swim,” Sophie said. “Do you want me to get closer so you can watch?”</p><p>“Yes,” Carson said. It was painful to admit that he wanted to watch his wife with another man, but he couldn’t ignore the growing sense of desire between his legs.</p><p>“I think you should ask nicely,” Sophie said.</p><p>Carson swallowed the frustration he felt and said, “Sophie, would you please move closer to the water?”</p><p>“Why, Carson? Why do you want me to move closer?” she asked.</p><p>Carson wasn’t sure if Sophie was trying to embarrass him, but he felt it. To say it out loud, to verbally admit that he wanted to watch his wife play in the waves with another man, felt painful. He wanted it, though, and Sophie already knew that. It’s not like he’d be admitting to something he wasn’t aware of.</p><p>“Please, Sophie, move closer to the water so I can watch my wife with another man,” Carson said.</p><p>“Very good,” Sophie replied with an obvious sense of amusement in her voice.</p><p>She stood and walked towards the water. Carson saw Lauren and Miguel holding hands as they stepped into the waves. They leapt as a wall of water crashed into their bodies. They both laughed. Lauren let go of Miguel’s hand and dove into the next wave. She disappeared into the water for a moment. Her head popped up a little further out. She brushed her wet hair back and Miguel dove into the next wave. He popped up next to her. For a moment they stared at each other. Then Miguel moved closer and took Lauren into his arms.</p><p>“Can you see her desire?” Sophie asked.</p><p>“Yes,” Carson answered. She’d gotten close enough that Lauren’s desire was obvious. She wanted to be in Miguel’s arms.</p><p>They kissed as Carson watched on his phone. He glanced down at the bulge in his swimsuit. His cock was hard. It was embarrassing, but his arousal was undeniable.</p><p>“Look at her, Carson. Look at your wife. Look at the way she’s kissing this beautiful man she just met. Look at her desire. Soak it in. Study it. Appreciate it,” Sophie instructed.</p><p>Carson couldn’t help but do as she wanted. It had been a long time since Lauren had kissed him that way. It seemed that she wanted to meld with Miguel, that she desperately wanted her body to be part of his, that her desire was so deep and so overwhelming that she couldn’t control it.</p><p>“She feels that desire because you haven’t come close to meeting her needs, Carson,” Sophie continued. “You’ve completely failed to satisfy your wife since you moved to Florida. You made the mistake of assuming that she would be okay with a middling sex life. You were wrong. Lauren needs more. She deserves more. She deserves better than what you’ve given her.”</p><p>Carson reached down and untied his swimsuit. He pushed it down and grabbed his cock. He stroked as he watched Lauren kiss Miguel in the water.</p><p>“Are you jerking off, Carson?” Sophie asked.</p><p>“Yes,” he admitted.</p><p>“Stop it,” she demanded. “You will save your orgasms for Lauren. She deserves all of your passion. Your hand doesn’t deserve any of it. Do you understand?”</p><p>Carson released his cock and pulled his swimsuit up. “Yes. Sorry.”</p><p>“You should be,” Sophie said. “You take my sister for granted. You put too much effort into your job and not nearly enough effort into your marriage. Now I have to clean up the mess you made and make sure that Lauren gets what she wants, what she deserves.”</p><p>“I’m sorry,” Carson said.</p><p>“Do you think she deserves to fuck someone else, Carson?” Sophie asked.</p><p>Carson was certain that Miguel was playing with Lauren’s breasts under the water. It was impossible to tell for sure, but the alignment of his arm and the way it was moving made it seem obvious that Lauren had another man’s hands on her breasts.</p><p>“Do you think Lauren deserves to fuck Miguel?” Sophie asked. “Does she deserve to go back to his apartment to spend the rest of the afternoon with his cock inside her? Does she deserve to have the kind of sex that her husband clearly can’t be bothered to give her anymore?”</p><p>“I don’t know,” Carson answered. It was an impossible question. Sophie wasn’t asking if Lauren should be allowed to cheat, after all. She was asking if Lauren deserved to be with someone that was better than Carson and he had no idea how to provide that answer. He wanted the best for his wife and he was clearly turned on by watching her kiss Miguel, but her having sex with him was something else entirely.</p><p>“Do you want Lauren to fuck Miguel?” Sophie asked.</p><p>Carson’s heart pounded as he watched his wife kiss another man. He considered Sophie’s question but an answer refused to present itself. “I don’t know,” he said.</p><p>“I guess I’ll have to decide for you,” Sophie said. “Goodbye, Carson. And remember, no jerking off. Your orgasms are Lauren’s now.”</p><p>The call ended. The video disappeared. Carson put his phone down, finished the rest of his beer, and laid back. His closed his eyes and worked not to reach down and stroke his cock as he considered Sophie’s questions over and over. Did Lauren deserve to fuck someone else, someone better? Did he want her to fuck someone else? Carson still didn’t know.</p><p>Soon after his call with Sophie ended Carson had jumped in the pool for a swim. He did laps for half an hour before getting out. He transitioned to push-ups and was disappointed to discover he couldn’t do more than ten without his muscles giving out on him. He kept seeing Miguel in his mind. He saw Lauren’s obvious desire for him.</p><p>Frustrated by his inability to do more than ten push-ups, Carson dug into his closet for the set of resistance bands he’d purchased years ago. He brought them to the living room, popped in a workout DVD, and spent 45 minutes exhausting himself. It was agonizing, but he felt a drive to look good that hadn’t been present in years. He was, in a way, competing with the man Lauren had clearly spent her afternoon lusting after.</p><p>After thoroughly exhausting himself, Carson collapsed onto the couch and grabbed his phone. He brought up the videos Sophie had sent him. He watched Lauren kissing the man in the bar. She’d now fooled around with two different guys since Sophie had come to town. Carson considered just how different his response was from what he imagined most men would have done. Instead of getting mad he’d gotten turned on. Instead of going to the beach to pull his wife from Miguel’s arms, he’d gotten hugely aroused and worked out to try and jumpstart the process of getting his body back into the kind of shape that Lauren would find arousing.</p><p>Three hours after Sophie ended the phone call, she and Lauren pulled into the driveway. Carson was freshly-showered and recovered from his workout at that point and he tried his best not to look too eager for their arrival.</p><p>Lauren entered the house alone as her sister went around back to the guest house. Three hours was more than enough time for Lauren to have gone back to Miguel’s apartment, but there was nothing about her appearance that indicated she’d done anything more than kiss another man in the ocean.</p><p>“How was the beach?” Carson asked.</p><p>“It was great,” Lauren said with a smile. “It looks like you’ve showered.”</p><p>“Uh, yeah, I did. A few hours ago,” he replied. Lauren looked a little disappointed. “Why?”</p><p>“Well, I was kind of hoping we could shower together,” she said.</p><p>Carson smiled as he felt a gentle stirring of desire between his legs. If Lauren wanted to shower together there was a good chance she hadn’t fucked Miguel, and a good chance she wanted to have a little fun in the shower.</p><p>“Well, you can never take too many showers, right?” Carson said as he stood and approached his wife.</p><p>Lauren untied her bikini top and tossed it aside. She pulled her bottoms down and Carson eyed her beautiful body as he wondered which parts of her Miguel’s hands had explored.</p><p>They kissed as Carson’s hands moved down her back and grabbed her ass. He thought of Miguel doing the same thing in the water. Lauren’s mouth opened and their tongues moved with the same sort of passion Carson had witnessed on the phone call. He moaned into his wife’s mouth and his cock ached with desire.</p><p>“Is that for me?” Lauren asked as she glanced down.</p><p>Carson nodded. “It is.”</p><p>She smiled and took his hand. They walked towards the bathroom and Lauren turned on the shower. The sound of water beating against the tile filled the bathroom as she took off his shorts and underwear. His shirt came next and Lauren pressed her naked body against his. They kissed again. Carson’s hands moved over her body. He massaged her ass. He played with her breasts like Miguel had done.</p><p>Lauren stepped back and turned towards the shower. She opened the glass door and stepped inside. She beckoned Carson to follow her. He stepped into the water, closed the door, and they kissed again. Lauren stroked his cock as their tongues danced. Carson moved his fingers between their legs. He worked them into her pussy. Lauren moaned as he explored the warm, wet folds of her flesh. She was soaked with desire. Desire for Miguel. Desire that she seemed more than happy to let Carson satiate.</p><p>“You’re so wet,” Carson said.</p><p>“I’m turned on,” Lauren replied.</p><p>Carson almost asked her about Miguel. He almost spilled Sophie’s secret. He wanted it out in the open. He wanted Lauren to know that he was turned on, that he’d enjoyed watching her kiss Miguel. It was too risky, though. He didn’t want to blow things up just as they were getting hot.</p><p>“I need you to fuck me,” Lauren said.</p><p>She turned around and pressed her hands against the glass. Carson moved behind his wife and she reached back, grabbed his cock, and guided the head into her pussy. Carson’s fingers found her hips and he pressed his body against hers. Lauren moved forward. Her breasts pressed into the glass.</p><p>“Fuck me, Carson,” she said. “Fuck me.”</p><p>Carson fucked his wife as he wondered if she’d fucked Miguel. Maybe she had. Maybe she was letting him fuck her because she felt guilty about cheating on him. Maybe Sophie had convinced her to go home with the muscular man from the beach. Maybe she’d convinced Lauren to claim what she deserved, to fuck someone that was better than her husband.</p><p>Maybe not, though. Maybe Lauren had spent part of her day fooling around with Miguel and gotten so hot and bothered that she had to fuck Carson immediately. They hadn’t fucked in the shower in years and they hadn’t fucked in standing doggystyle in many, many years.</p><p>“Harder,” Lauren said. “Fuck, Carson, fuck me harder.”</p><p>Carson did his best to give his wife what she craved. He felt his energy waning quickly, though. He simply wasn’t in good enough shape to last all that long, especially in a position that strained his abs.</p><p>Lauren looked back at him. They kissed as she reached between her legs to play with her pussy. He fucked her as hard as he could. The sounds of their wet bodies meeting filled the bathroom, joining her moans and the water splashing against the tile.</p><p>“Harder, Carson,” Lauren said. “Please, fuck me harder.”</p><p>Carson tried. He tried to give his wife what she clearly needed. He couldn’t, though. He didn’t have any strength left. He couldn’t fuck her harder.</p><p>Thankfully, it didn’t seem to ruin the experience. Lauren still moaned. She still played with her pussy. She still kissed him. She still sucked on his tongue when he offered it. She still pushed her ass back against his thrusts.</p><p>“Lauren…I’m close,” Carson said as his orgasm neared.</p><p>“Cum for me,” she said. “Cum in my pussy.”</p><p>Carson thought about her orgasm. He wasn’t sure if she was close. He couldn’t tell, but he needed Lauren to cum. He needed her to climax.</p><p>He fucked her as hard as he could. He found a little extra energy and strength and fucked his wife vigorously as his orgasm approached.</p><p>“Yes, yes, yes!” Lauren cried out. Her body shook. She was cumming. She was cumming with his cock inside.</p><p>“Fuck!” Carson screamed as he unleashed in his wife’s pussy. He held her close. His knees nearly buckled as pleasure ripped through him.</p><p>Cum poured from her pussy and down the drain when Carson pulled out. Lauren spun around and kissed him.</p><p>“You’re unbelievable,” Carson said. “What’s gotten into you lately?” He couldn’t help but probe just a little. He knew what had gotten into Lauren. He knew Sophie had prodded her to expand the bounds of her marriage and pursue her pleasure.</p><p>Lauren displayed no sign of guilt. Instead, she smiled and said, “I’m not sure. It feels good though, doesn’t it?”</p><p>“It does,” Carson said. It seemed that Sophie had done a good job of convincing her sister that there was nothing wrong with pursuing her pleasure. She wasn’t wrong to do so, either, since Carson was effectively in on it and he hadn’t put up a fight. It did make him wonder if Lauren would eventually fuck someone else, though. It was entirely possible she’d already done it, in fact. He still couldn’t decide how he felt about that.</p><p>Lauren grabbed the bar of soap and handed it to Carson. “I would love it if you’d wash my body. What do you think?”</p><p>“Nothing would make me happier,” Carson said.</p><p>“I’ll do you when you’re done,” she added. “Who knows, maybe you’ll come alive again and we can try for another round.”</p><p>Carson smiled and turned Lauren around. He soaped up his hands and washed her back, making sure to take his time and add a little eroticism to it. He wasn’t going to turn down the chance to fuck her again if she was in the mood, even if her desire was inspired by Miguel.</p><p>As odd as it was, Carson made a note to thank Sophie when he got a chance. She was on a mission to reinvigorate Lauren’s sex life and so far that meant very good things for Carson. He wasn’t sure where they would end up, but he was enjoying the journey.</p>