<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=discovering%20cravings">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of the story.</p><p><img data-media-id="85187363" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>Much to her surprise, Isabelle felt her mind drifting towards thoughts of Drew in the week after her encounter at the bar. She knew it was at least in part because Nathan couldn’t help but bring it up every time they fooled around, but that wasn’t the only reason. There was something else. Something deeper. It was like her body was calling out for Drew, like kissing him and getting just a little bit handsy had unlocked something in her.</p><p>It wasn’t until a week after her encounter at the bar that Isabelle brought up the idea of getting in touch with Drew. She was prepared for Nathan’s fantasy to clash with reality and completely evaporate, but she couldn’t help but hope that he’d be on board for her texting with the man she’d kissed.</p><p>They’d just gone to dinner and were strolling along the well-lit river that ran through the middle of their small city when Isabelle broached the subject.</p><p>“So, what would you think about me getting in touch with Drew?” Isabelle asked. She’d considered a variety of approaches and being direct struck her as the best.</p><p>“Seriously?” Nathan asked. The tone in his voice indicated his desire and the look on his face confirmed Isabelle’s first reaction. It was as if she’d said what he’d been thinking all week.</p><p>Isabelle offered a smile and replied, “Yes, seriously. Would that be crazy of me, or would you be okay with me sending a text and seeing if he remembers me?”</p><p>“I’m sure he remembers you,” Nathan said. “How could he not remember you? That would be crazy. How could anyone not remember you?”</p><p>Isabelle leaned into Nathan and gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. “You’re sweet, but you’re my husband. You have to think that way.”</p><p>Nathan laughed. “I suppose that’s true, but you’re irresistible, Isabelle. Plus, you kissed him. You kind of played with his cock in a parking lot. I’m absolutely certain he remembers you. Plus, it was only a week ago. He’d have to have some sort of brain disorder to have forgotten you by now.”</p><p>Isabelle couldn’t help but smile as it dawned on her just how insecure she felt with regards to Drew. In the moment she’d rolled with everything that had happened, but now she was genuinely worried that he wouldn’t like her, or that their brief adventure had been entirely forgettable, that she was forgettable.</p><p>“You still haven’t answered my question,” she said.</p><p>“Oh, sorry. I guess I just thought the answer was obvious. I would absolutely be on board with you getting in touch with Drew,” Nathan answered. “I mean, I don’t want to come off as too eager, but I can’t think of anything hotter than you seeing Drew again.”</p><p>Isabelle couldn’t help but laugh a little.</p><p>“What?” Nathan asked.</p><p>“It’s just, well, you’ve kind of failed at not trying to seem too eager,” Isabelle replied as she glanced between her husband’s legs. He’d sprouted a minor but noticeable bulge that she assumed was caused by thinking of her and Drew.</p><p>Nathan looked down and smiled. “I didn’t think it was noticeable.”</p><p>He looked towards one of the many benches the city had installed along the river and pulled Isabelle towards it so they could sit.</p><p>“Okay, so, it should be obvious to you that I’m okay with you getting in touch with Drew,” Nathan continued. “So, you know, you should do it.”</p><p>“Have you really thought about this, Nathan?” she asked. “I can’t predict the future, but if Drew and I see each other again there’s a good chance we’ll do more than kiss. I can’t say what we’d do – maybe it would just be kissing and groping – but it might be more than that. Are you really prepared for that? I mean, beyond the fantasy part of it. Are you prepared for it to become reality?”</p><p>“I think so,” Nathan said, though he looked just a little bit unsure. Isabelle liked that, though. She wanted him to do at least a little bit of real thinking about his fantasy turning into reality. “I guess it’s kind of hard to know, though. I mean, say it is kissing and groping. When I think about that, it really turns me on.”</p><p>Isabelle glanced between his legs once more and was greeted with the sight of a full-on erection. She resisted the urge to reach out and play with it, though the idea held a great deal of appeal.</p><p>“So, what if I came home from a date with Drew and told you that he’d put his hand up my shirt and played with my breasts while we were kissing?” Isabelle asked. “How would that make you feel?”</p><p>“Would you be wearing a bra?” Nathan asked.</p><p>Isabelle couldn’t help but flash a quick, naughty smile as she looked down at the soft white sweater she’d picked for their date. “Let’s say I’m wearing this sweater that you like so much. It would work just fine without a bra, so let’s say I’m not wearing one on this theoretical date. Let’s say Drew’s hands are up my shirt and he’s playing with my breasts as we’re kissing. How would it make you feel, truly? How would you feel knowing that your wife has someone else’s hands on her bare breasts?”</p><p>Nathan closed his eyes and a quiet groan escaped his lips. Isabelle assumed that meant he found the scenario she described quite pleasurable and she couldn’t help but get caught up in the intense desire her husband seemed to be feeling.</p><p>“What if I decided I wanted to play with him, too?” she asked.</p><p>Nathan opened his eyes and said, “What does that mean?”</p><p>Isabelle was quite certain that her husband knew what she meant. He just wanted to hear her say it. She looked both ways down the path to make sure they were alone and turned back to Nathan. She reached between his legs and stroked his stiff cock through his pants.</p><p>“What if…well, what if I wanted to feel Drew’s cock? What if I wanted to unzip his pants and wrap my fingers around his cock as he played with my breasts? What if I wanted to make him feel good like he was making me feel good?” she asked.</p><p>Isabelle seriously considered unzipping Nathan’s pants and pulling out his cock, but to do so in public was too risky. Instead, she settled for playing with him through his pants and watching his face as the obvious pleasure she was providing washed over it.</p><p>“How would that make you feel, Nathan?” she asked. “How would it make you feel if Drew played with my breasts as I stroked his cock? How would it make you feel if I made another man feel good?”</p><p>“I’d…I’d love it,” Nathan said. “I would, Isabelle. Fuck, I’d love it.”</p><p>Isabelle wasn’t sure if she could believe him, but she liked that he seemed so enthusiastic. They’d stepped a little beyond the realm of fantasy – though they still weren’t anywhere near reality – and he still seemed intensely excited. Plus, he hadn’t gotten upset at her kissing someone else. Perhaps Nathan really would be okay with Isabelle seeing Drew again.</p><p>“Would it be okay if I texted him right now?” Isabelle asked.</p><p>“Yes,” Nathan replied.</p><p>Isabelle pulled her hand from between his legs and said, “Nathan, you need to give this some real thought. Don’t just tell me to text him because you think it’s really hot. Think about what might happen if I text him and he and I see each other again.”</p><p>Isabelle wanted Nathan to agree. The truth was, she wanted to see Drew again. She’d spent her week thinking about him. She’d thought about the kiss and the way Drew touched her. She’d thought about doing what she described to Nathan, about having Drew play with her breasts as they made out. She’d thought about playing with his cock. She just didn’t want to come right out and say it because she didn’t want to hurt Nathan if he wasn’t actually into her going further with another man.</p><p>“Isabelle, I’ve spent years thinking about it. I know those have been fantasies, but I’m not lying when I say it’s been years. This isn’t some new thing for me. I never said anything because it’s kind of embarrassing, but it’s my fantasy. I know fantasies sometimes make for a messy reality, but I want to at least try it,” Nathan explained.</p><p>Isabelle searched his face as if it would reveal some deeper truth than the words he spoke. There was nothing to be found, of course. She would have to go on faith.</p><p>“Would it be okay if I texted him right now?” she asked.</p><p>Nathan nodded.</p><p>Isabelle pulled her phone from her purse and brought up her contacts. She found Drew’s number and looked at Nathan. “I’m going to ask him if he wants to get a drink tonight. Right now, in fact.”</p><p>Nathan said nothing, but the excited look on his face spoke volumes.</p><p>Isabelle typed out a text as quickly as possible. She wanted to send it before she lost the nerve. She certainly wasn’t committing to anything but asking Drew to join her for a drink, but Isabelle’s body wanted her to commit. The moment she hit ‘send’ she felt a surprising kind of tingle between her legs. It was desire. It was a deep desire to feel more of what she’d experienced last week when she kissed Drew.</p><p>He texted her back almost immediately: “I’d love to. Just tell me when and where.”</p><p>Isabelle showed Nathan her phone as a giddy smile broke across her face. He read the message and looked up at her.</p><p>“Are you going to do it?” Nathan asked.</p><p>“Of course,” Isabelle replied. “The question is, what are you going to do?”</p><p>“What do you mean?” he asked.</p><p>“Well, do you want to go home and wait until I return, or do you want to watch a little bit? After all, this is your fantasy, right? Wouldn’t you like to watch me kiss another man tonight? Wouldn’t you like to see him touch me?” Isabelle asked.</p><p>She was pushing Nathan on purpose. She wanted to see how he responded to his fantasy inching closer to reality. Could he handle watching? Could he even handle the idea of watching?</p><p>“Yes, I want to see that,” Nathan said. “Would you really be okay with that?”</p><p>“Can you agree not to interrupt? Drew doesn’t know I’m married,” Isabelle said.</p><p>“Really?” he asked.</p><p>“Yes, I took my ring off at the bar. I didn’t want it getting in the way of a little flirty fun,” Isabelle explained.</p><p>Nathan seemed thrilled at the idea. “Okay. I promise I won’t interrupt. I’ll just watch.”</p><p>“You can’t be too obvious about it,” Isabelle added. “I don’t want Drew getting weirded out because he thinks someone is eyeballing us.”</p><p>“I’ll find a dark spot to watch from,” Nathan said.</p><p>Isabelle grabbed her phone and sent Drew another text. She directed him to a bar that was walking distance from where she and Nathan were. It also happened to have plenty of dimly lit booths that would allow for the kind of fun Isabelle hoped she might have with Drew.</p><p>“I’ll see you soon,” Drew texted back.</p><p>Isabelle put her phone in her purse and stood.</p><p>“Is he coming?” Nathan asked.</p><p>“Yes,” she replied. “He’s going to meet me at that bar right around the corner. The one with all the dark booths.”</p><p>Nathan smiled. “You think of everything, don’t you?”</p><p>Isabelle set her purse on the bench and lifted the back of her sweater. She reached up to unhook her bra and carefully worked it off while keeping her sweater on. She dropped it in her purse and smiled at her husband. “Now I’ve thought of everything.”</p><p>Again Nathan had a look of pure wonder on his face. Isabelle knew he was picturing someone else playing with her breasts. She’d painted the picture earlier and now it was playing in Nathan’s head over and over.</p><p>“Let’s go,” she said.</p><p>They walked hand-in-hand towards the bar and Isabelle’s excitement grew with each step. Last week she’d kissed drew in a wild, uncharacteristically out of control moment, but this time felt like she was taking a bigger leap. This was something she’d planned and she was eager to give Drew more than he’d already enjoyed. She wanted it. Her body wanted it. Her husband wanted it too.</p><p>“Let’s go in separately,” she said. “I’ll go first and find a booth. You come in after and make sure you find a good place to watch where you won’t be noticed. Okay?”</p><p>Nathan nodded and Isabelle gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before letting his hand go and heading towards the bar.</p><p>Once inside Isabelle surveyed the available booths and picked one in a particularly dark corner. There was no reason she and Drew had to fool around in the bar, but it seemed like the easiest place to give Nathan a view of the action.</p><p>She slipped her ring off and dropped it into her purse before sending Drew a quick text to let him know she’d arrived and had found a booth for them. Not long after Nathan appeared. He quickly glanced her way and then walked towards a booth on the other side of the bar. Isabelle smiled at his willingness to follow directions, as it seemed unlikely that Drew would spot Nathan from his chosen seat.</p><p>All that remained was for Drew to arrive. Then Isabelle would find out if her desire for him was real and if Nathan was actually interested in his fantasy becoming reality. Only time would tell.</p>