<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/posts/37166003">Click here</a> to read the first part of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="47618495" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Scott felt ridiculous as the jealousy coursed through him. He knew it was inane. He knew his wife hadn’t expressed even a modicum of desire with regards to her ex-boyfriend.</p><p>And yet, Scott felt intensely jealous as he stared at Todd’s Facebook page. He noted that Stacy’s ex-boyfriend was still single, which seemed to intensify his jealousy, like it was suddenly possible that she’d cheat on him with someone she’d last fucked ten years ago.</p><p>It was hard to ignore that Todd was still in exceptionally good shape. He still had all of his hair and he had a habit of posting the occasional picture of his abs, just to make sure that everyone that stopped by knew he was busy working on his body.</p><p>Scott could deal with feeling jealous. He told himself that was perfectly normal. There was something else going on, though. Something that made Scott feel more than a little uncomfortable.</p><p>Bubbling up underneath the jealousy was a mild sense of arousal. Scott tried his best not to think about it, but the feeling kept popping up and demanding attention.</p><p>Scott opened a new tab in the incognito browser he was using and directed it to PornHub. He searched for “muscular guy fucks wife” and perused the options. The feeling of arousal grew larger and more prominent in his mind. It swallowed everything else and stood front and center. His cock came to life, drawing his hand between his legs.</p><p>Scott was seconds away from clicking a video and giving himself over to the fantasy when he heard the garage door opener whir to life. In his needless rush to close the browser window Scott knocked the keyboard off his desk. He quickly closed the window and scrambled to the floor to put the keyboard back in its place. His heart was pounding as a sense of panic washed over him and then slowly dissipated.</p><p>Scott laughed at himself. Why was he panicking so much? It’s not like he was cheating on Stacy. If anything, it was a version of the opposite notion. He was fantasizing about her cheating on him.</p><p>Scott did a quick check to ensure he wasn’t sporting a noticeable bulge in his pants and left the office to greet his wife.</p><p>“Welcome home,” Scott said as he stepped out of the office to find his wife heading towards the bedroom with two shopping bags in her hands.</p><p>They shared a quick kiss before she moved past him. “Do you want to see what I bought?” she asked.</p><p>Scott smiled. He loved watching Stacy model new clothes after a buying spree. Each outfit felt like a new way to fall in love with his wife’s beauty.</p><p>“Absolutely,” he answered.</p><p>Stacy brought the bags into the bathroom and closed the door. When she opened it again, the fashion show began in earnest.</p><p>“What do you think?” she asked while spinning around in a little black dress made from delicate lace.</p><p>“It’s incredible,” Scott said as he admired the way it hugged her breasts.</p><p>Stacy bent over and flashed a bit of cleavage, offering up a deeply pleasing view that brought Scott’s cock back to life.</p><p>As he watched Stacy emerge from the bathroom in one sexy outfit after another, Scott wondered if she’d gone shopping with a purpose. He cursed himself when Todd popped into his head once more. He imagined his wife wearing each of the outfits for her ex-boyfriend. He imagined that was the purpose of her shopping trip.</p><p>When Stacy stepped out of the bathroom in a black lace bodysuit with a plunging neckline, Scott’s desire felt beyond his control.</p><p>“Holy shit. Stacy, you look amazing,” he said.</p><p>She smiled and walked across the room at a teasing pace as Scott watched from the bed.</p><p>“Yeah? Do you really think it looks good on me?” she asked.</p><p>Scott swung his legs over the side of the bed and Stacy stepped between them. His hands moved to her lace-clad bottom. He gave it a good squeeze before running his fingers up her back and leaning forward to kiss the exposed flesh between her breasts.</p><p>“What inspired the shopping trip?” Scott asked as his hands found Stacy’s ass once more.</p><p>“I don’t know,” she said. “I just felt like it was time to refresh my wardrobe a little.” Stacy leaned down and kissed him. “Plus, it feels good to celebrate the fact that I still look amazing.”</p><p>Scott smile and pulled his lips to hers for another kiss. “I love your confidence,” he said.</p><p>What Scott didn’t say was that he couldn’t shake the notion that Stacy had gone shopping to look good for Todd. He knew it was utterly ridiculous – his wife wasn’t cheating on him and she didn’t spend a bunch of money for the idea that she might cheat on him – but that didn’t stop the idea from worming its way into Scott’s head.</p><p>Much to his dismay, the idea aroused him. Scott knew that’s why it wouldn’t go away. He wasn’t being paranoid. His brain was simply indulging his sexual desires. It was giving him what the testosterone-fueled part of him seemed to want more than anything.</p><p>Scott grabbed Stacy’s ass and stood up, lifting her into his arms. She squealed in delight and wrapped her legs around him as they kissed. Scott spun around and tossed Stacy into the bed before climbing on top of him.</p><p>“What’s gotten into you?” she asked.</p><p>Scott knew exactly what had gotten into him, but he wasn’t going to admit it to his wife. Instead, he kissed her again.</p><p>“I guess I just really want to fuck my wife,” he answered after a long, feverish kiss.</p><p>Stacy smiled and reached between their legs. She unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out before unsnapping her teddy and freeing her pussy. It seemed like she wanted to get fucked badly enough to dispense with any foreplay.</p><p>Scott slipped his cock inside her as he tried to think about the last time he’d fucked his wife before getting naked first. He couldn’t remember. Something about it felt good, like they were both experiencing such urgent desire that they couldn’t wait even a few moments more for him to get naked.</p><p>“Fuck, your pussy feels so good,” Scott said as he pounded his wife.</p><p>She wrapped her legs around him in response. Her eyes were closed and she moaned before a giddy smile crossed her face. She looked to be in a place of pure joy.</p><p>When Scott felt his orgasm approaching he tried his best to think about something else. He didn’t want to cum too quickly again. He wanted to make sure Stacy had an orgasm before he unleashed his cum inside her.</p><p>His attempt to distract his brain failed. Instead of thinking about a boring baseball game, an image of Todd fucking Stacy popped into his head. It was only there for a moment, but it was enough to make him cum. He felt that familiar, overwhelmingly pleasurable surge of lust rush through his body and he unleashed an agonized moan.</p><p>Scott experienced pleasure right alongside disappointment. He’d cum too quickly yet again, and he’d done so because he was fantasizing about his wife having sex with someone else. It was embarrassing on multiple levels.</p><p>“Fuck, I’m sorry,” he said again.</p><p>This time Stacy had a mildly disappointed look on her face. It was only there for a few moments before she replaced it with an understanding smile, but Scott saw it.</p><p>“I don’t know what’s going on,” he said. “I can’t seem to help myself.”</p><p>“Is something different?” Stacy asked.</p><p>Scott pulled his softening cock from the warm, wet confines of his wife’s pussy and pushed it back into his pants. He zipped up and laid next to her in the bed.</p><p>The answer was a resounding “yes.” Of course something was different. He was fantasizing about Stacy fucking someone else. He couldn’t admit that, though. He didn’t understand it and talking about it with his wife seemed insane.</p><p>“It feels like something is different,” he said. “I’m just not sure what.”</p><p>Scott felt like his answer was a reasonable compromise. It was only a partial lie.</p><p>Stacy snuggled up next to him and ran her fingers over his chest. “You have seemed a little different the past couple of times,” she said. “The sex seems a lot more urgent, like there’s something new driving it. I’m not saying I don’t like it – I enjoy that part – though I do wish we could both cum.”</p><p>Scott felt bad. He knew Stacy found sex a lot more satisfying than a masturbation session. He knew she’d enjoy getting off if he fingered her or if she used a toy after he’d cum, but it wouldn’t be the same. Most importantly, it wouldn’t be what she wanted.</p><p>“If I tell you something, will you promise not to get mad or be too judgmental?” Scott asked. It was as if he wasn’t in control of his mouth. The words just spilled out.</p><p>Stacy sat up and looked at him. Scott saw the curious sparkle in her eyes.</p><p>“I promise,” she said.</p><p>Scott knew it wasn’t something she could actually guarantee, but he liked that she was willing to go along with his request.</p><p>“Something has been different the last few times,” he said.</p><p>“What is it?” Stacy asked almost immediately. She really wanted to know.</p><p>Scott couldn’t quite look in his wife’s eyes, so he directed his focus to the space between them and confessed.</p><p>“I can’t stop thinking about you and Todd,” he said.</p><p>At first, a sympathetic look crossed Stacy’s face. “Oh, honey,” she said. Then the look changed to something he didn’t quite recognize. “Wait. You’ve been cumming really quickly the last couple of times we’ve had sex.” She paused for a second, as if the truth of his confession was working its way through her brain. “Does that mean…”</p><p>Scott nodded. It felt too weird to say it. He still didn’t really understand it.</p><p>“So you’re…well, turned on by thinking about it? About me and Todd?” Stacy asked.</p><p>“Is that insane?” Scott replied.</p><p>For a handful of seconds, Stacy just stared at him. Scott’s worry grew with each passing moment. He feared that with one simple confession he’d forever changed the way his wife thought about him.</p><p>“No,” Stacy finally said. She smiled and leaned closer to give him a soft kiss. “It’s definitely not insane.”</p><p>Her lips remained close to his as neither of them spoke for a short spell. Scott’s mind raced with the implications of his confession and he wondered if Stacy was going through the same thing.</p><p>“So, what is it you think about that makes you cum so quickly?” Stacy asked.</p><p>Scott smiled at how forward she was being. He appreciated that she wasn’t shying away from what could have been a spectacularly awkward conversation. He decided to answer her in a straightforward manner.</p><p>“The night of the dinner party I had a really vivid dream about you and Todd. It had a little of everything. Kissing. A blowjob. Really hot missionary sex. I was stuck watching from the foot of the bed. I couldn’t move. I just had to watch it all,” Scott confessed.</p><p>“You were watching us?” Stacy asked.</p><p>“Yeah. I was there. We were in our bedroom. Right here in this bed. You were on your back. Todd was…well, he was fucking you and it seemed really good,” Scott said.</p><p>He was certain he saw a quick smile cross his wife’s face, like she was reliving a memory. He wondered if she was thinking about Todd. Then he decided he’s embrace the candor of the moment they were having and ask.</p><p>“Did you just think about him?”</p><p>It was Stacy’s turn to look a little embarrassed.</p><p>“It’s okay,” Scott said. “Just, you know, we’re saying stuff here, so I figured I’d ask, since it seemed like you had a real quick memory.”</p><p>She looked away and said, “Yes. I was.”</p><p>“Was it a good memory?” Scott asked.</p><p>He’d cum just a few minutes prior so he didn’t have the same level of arousal coursing through his loins, but there was something about this particular subject matter that really got him going. It was like the arousal had spread from between his legs and was filling the rest of his body. It was an unusual, exceedingly pleasant experience.</p><p>“It was,” Stacy said.</p><p>Scott watched his wife study his face as they fell silent once again. It felt like she was trying to judge his reaction to the notion that she’d just pictured another man fucking her.</p><p>He pulled her lips to hers and they shared a slow, soft, beautiful kiss. Stacy moaned into his mouth and Scott hoped she was embracing whatever desire was coursing through her.</p><p>“Do you want to cum?” he asked.</p><p>Stacy nodded. “Yes.”</p><p>“Can I use your vibrator on you?”</p><p>“I’d like that,” Stacy said as she rolled onto her back and spread her legs.</p><p>Scott grabbed her toy from the nightstand drawer. He gave it a twist to turn on the vibrations and moved it between Stacy’s legs. She moaned the moment it hit her clit.</p><p>“Mmmm, that feels so good,” she said.</p><p>Scott pulled aside the black lace of her Teddy and sucked on Stacy’s nipples as her moans grew louder. He flicked his tongue back and forth over the erect flesh and delighted in how it seemed to thrill her.</p><p>Scott looked up and admired the sensual joy on his wife’s face. She opened her eyes and smiled at him. They shared a beautiful kiss as he gently moved the vibrating toy over her pussy, ensuring constant contact with here clit.</p><p>As Stacy moved closer to her orgasm, Scott felt words once again spilling from his mouth, seemingly without passing through his brain first. “You can think about him if you want. You can think about Todd’s cock inside you, about the way he fucked you so good.”</p><p>Stacy closed her eyes and moaned. She arched her back as Scott kept the toy against her clit.</p><p>“Oh fuck!” she cried out. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”</p><p>There was a touch of surprise in her voice, like she couldn’t believe her orgasm had arrived so quickly and with such force.</p><p>Afterwards, Scott pulled the vibrator away and turned it off. He dropped it onto the bed next to him and ran his fingers over his wife’s body.</p><p>Stacy turned and smiled at him. “I did what you said,” she whispered. “I thought of him.”</p><p>Scott’s cock got hard in what seemed like an instant. He couldn’t believe how powerful the arousal felt.</p><p>“How was it?” he asked.</p><p>“I guess you could say he gave me a great orgasm, just like he used to,” Stacy replied.</p><p>Scott kissed her and Stacy eagerly offered her tongue.</p><p>Stacy pulled his cock from his pants once more and wrapped her fingers around it. She stroked him slowly. “Is this because I thought about Todd?” she asked.</p><p>Scott nodded.</p><p>“Fuck me,” she said.</p><p>Scott slipped out of the bed and stripped. He climbed on top of his wife once more and she took his cock inside her.</p><p>“Do you want me to think about him while you’re inside me?” Stacy asked.</p><p>Scott nodded as he began to thrust in and out of his wife’s pussy. Stacy smiled and closed her eyes. She moaned. Scott’s cock was so hard it hurt. He felt like he’d never been so aroused in his life.</p><p>Stacy’s voice was thick with lust as she said, “Oh Todd, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Give me your big cock!”</p><p>Scott groaned and climaxed in his wife. It had been less than 30 seconds since he entered her. He collapsed on top of Stacy as the bliss of one of the best orgasms of his life spread from his loins.</p><p>Stacy moved her hands through his hair and kissed his cheek. “I guess it really does turn you on when I think of Todd fucking me.”</p><p>Scott laughed and pulled his cock from Stacy’s pussy. “Yeah. I guess I can’t really deny that, can I? I didn’t even make it a minute.”</p><p>Stacy’s smile was genuine. She didn’t look worried or disappointed. If anything, she seemed happy that he’d cum so quickly and that his orgasm had been so powerful.</p><p>“We should do this again,” she said.</p><p>“I agree,” Scott added as he pulled on his underwear and passed Stacy a handful of tissues to clean up the mess of two loads of his cum.</p><p>Stacy sat up and beckoned him closer for a kiss. “I love you,” she said after their lips parted.</p><p>“I love you too,” Scott replied.</p><p>He watched her walk towards the bathroom to get cleaned up and wondered if he’d just made a huge mistake that would fuck up their marriage or if they’d just stumbled upon something that would reinvigorate their sex life.</p><p>Scott hoped it was the latter. He wanted more orgasms like the one he’d just had.</p>