<p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/beccabellamy/posts?filters%5Btag%5D=discovering%20cravings">Click here</a> to read the previous parts of this story.</p><p><img data-media-id="81542963" src="/31/02/3102563e4639f840c5fabc279401de07e886e55dd9f590589428183860ae44b4.jpg"></p><p>“Wait, so Nathan is genuinely turned on by the idea of you and some other guy?” Stephanie asked.</p><p>Isabelle nodded at her friend from across the high top table they’d commandeered at the bar. She glanced at Sarah, who wore a borderline-giddy smile, and said, “I’m only sharing this with you two, though. I needed someone to talk to about it, okay? You can’t tell anyone else.”</p><p>“We won’t,” Sarah said.</p><p>“So, what do you think about it?” Stephanie asked. “I mean, Nathan’s fantasy. Is it, like, weird for you?”</p><p>“It seems like it would be weird,” Sarah added.</p><p>Isabelle couldn’t help but smile. She hadn’t told her friends about how much Nathan enjoyed it when she’d insult the size of his penis. They definitely would have thought that was weird. “It’s definitely different. I mean, I can’t think of too many guys that would find that sort of thing exciting. Can I be honest, though?”</p><p>Both her friends nodded and Isabelle sipped the surprisingly strong cocktail the bartender had whipped up for her.</p><p>“So, it’s kind of livened things up…in the bedroom, I mean,” Isabelle confessed. It was unquestionably true that their sex life had heated up significantly since Nathan had shared his desire with Isabelle.</p><p>Sarah leaned closer and said, “Wait, really? How?”</p><p>“Well, you know how there’s that phase early in a relationship where it feels like all you’re thinking about is getting naked with the guy? Like, it’s on your mind constantly and any time you get a chance to take each other’s clothes off you jump at it?” Isabelle asked.</p><p>Both her friends smiled and nodded.</p><p>“It’s like that,” Isabelle added. “It’s that kind of thing, only we’ve been married for years and I kind of didn’t expect to feel this way again.”</p><p>Sarah and Stephanie both looked shocked at Isabelle’s revelation and it seemed like they were reconsidering whatever judgments they’d made regarding Nathan’s fantasy.</p><p>“You certainly don’t have to answer if you don’t want to,” Stephanie said, “But what do you get out of it? I mean, I can understand that Nathan would be all hot and bothered all the time because you’re making his fantasy come true. But why does it work for you?”</p><p>Isabelle felt just a hint of a buzz from her drink and for a moment she closed her eyes and let it wash over her as she pictured the look of overwhelming pleasure on her husband’s face during his last orgasm.</p><p>“I think I’m just getting swept up in it,” Isabelle said. “Sex feels exciting again. I like the idea that with just a few words I can drive Nathan absolutely wild. I mean, I went down on him in a movie theater a few weeks ago. I haven’t done that more than a few times in my life and I figured I would never do it again.”</p><p>“Oh my gosh! You really did that?” Sarah asked.</p><p>Isabelle nodded and took a longer sip of her drink. She was getting a little excited thinking about the fun she’d had with Nathan since he’d confessed his fantasy.</p><p>“So, now that you have permission from Nathan, do you think about other guys?” Stephanie asked.</p><p>Isabelle couldn’t contain her smile. “I guess that’s part of it too.”</p><p>Stephanie laughed. “You dirty girl! I knew it.”</p><p>“Who are you thinking of?” Sarah asked as she leaned closer.</p><p>Isabelle felt like she was the town gossip and she’d come into possession of a truly juicy, scandalous piece of information that her friends couldn’t wait to hear.</p><p>“I know this might sound weird, but I’m not picturing anyone specific. I don’t know if it’s because it would feel too much like cheating or if I just don’t have someone like that in my head, but the guy is always faceless. He does…well, it’s quite pleasing when I think about him,” Isabelle confessed.</p><p>“And Nathan knows you’re thinking about someone else?” Stephanie asked.</p><p>“He knows and it turns him on. He likes me to tell him about it,” Isabelle said. “You wouldn’t believe how much he likes it, in fact. I swear, my husband has never had orgasms like the ones he’s having now.”</p><p>“What about yours?” Sarah asked.</p><p>Isabelle turned to her friend, flashed a quick smile, and leaned forward as she said, “They’re really, really good.”</p><p>Stephanie and Sarah both sat back and took a moment to soak in the surprising information Isabelle had shared.</p><p>Then, Stephanie leaned forward as a decidedly naughty smile crossed her face. “How do you think Nathan would feel if you let a hot guy buy you a drink?”</p><p>“What?” Isabelle asked.</p><p>“There’s a guy that’s been checking you out since we sat down,” Stephanie said. “I’m sure he’d buy you a drink if you wanted. I’m sure he’d flirt with you if you wanted. I’d be willing to bet he’d dance with you if you wanted. Maybe you could go back to Nathan with a fun little story to tell.”</p><p>“Which guy?” Sarah asked.</p><p>“The one in the blue t-shirt and jeans. He’s at the high top table at the other end of the bar with a few friends,” Stephanie answered.</p><p>Isabelle couldn’t help but whip her head around and check the guy out. He was looking right at her as she did. He smiled in the way that guys do when they’re trying to flirt. Isabelle smiled back, probably because she’d finished most of her drink and she was feeling good.</p><p>“What do you think?” Stephanie asked.</p><p>“He’s coming over here,” Sarah said. “He’s coming over!”</p><p>Isabelle turned and smiled at the man making his way to their table. He was taller than she’d thought and Stephanie’s description of him as “hot” was spot on. There was no better way to say it. He was good looking, in shape, and in possession of a great deal of confidence. In a moment of insanity Isabelle casually slipped her wedding ring off and pushed it into her pocket. She’d made a decision to do a little flirting.</p><p>“Hey there,” the guy said as he slid his beer onto the table. “I’m Drew.”</p><p>“This is Isabelle,” Stephanie said. “And Sarah and I were just leaving.”</p><p>Before Isabelle could say anything her two friends departed and Drew slid onto the stool next to hers. “It’s nice to meet you, Drew,” she said.</p><p>“It’s nice to meet you too, Isabelle. I don’t mean to come across like I’m using a line, but I honestly haven’t been able to keep my eyes off of you,” he said.</p><p>Isabelle leaned a little closer and smiled. “My friends mentioned that.”</p><p>Drew looked a little embarrassed before he chuckled. “Did they? I thought I was being at least a little bit subtle about it, but I guess I was wrong.”</p><p>Isabelle reached out and touched his forearm and was delighted to find that it felt rather muscular. “Don’t worry about it. To be honest, it’s flattering when someone as good looking as you can’t help but stare.”</p><p>Drew flashed the kind of irrepressible smile that someone unleashes when they’re feeling flattered. “You think I’m good looking, huh?”</p><p>“I guess I’m not being particularly subtle, either,” Isabelle replied. She tried to keep her voice sounding playful – she didn’t want Drew to think she was up for going home with him, because she definitely wasn’t.</p><p>“There’s nothing wrong with that. That’s what bars are for, right? Two people find each other attractive and they share a drink,” he said.</p><p>Isabelle looked into her empty glass and said, “Speaking of which, I really could use another drink.”</p><p>“Are you saying you’d let me buy you a drink?” Drew asked.</p><p>Isabelle nodded. “That’s what I’m saying.”</p><p>Drew slid off the stool and said, “What would you like?”</p><p>“Surprise me,” Isabelle replied.</p><p>“Very good,” Drew said with a nod as he headed towards the bar.</p><p>Isabelle watched him confidently call for the bartender’s attention and lean closer to put in a drink order. She couldn’t help but admire how good he looked in an outfit as simple as jeans and a t-shirt. There was no question he really was hot.</p><p>The bartender offered a nod after Drew placed his order and Isabelle smiled as her new companion returned to their table. “How about a dance while he makes your drink?” he asked.</p><p>Isabelle thought of Nathan and wondered what he would think about her dancing with another guy. Fantasizing about something and being okay with even a mild version of it happening in real life were two different things. Ultimately, she decided that a dance was harmless and that if even if Nathan was upset he couldn’t be mad enough for it to be a real problem since it was hardly scandalous to dance for a few minutes with someone else.</p><p>“I’d love to,” Isabelle said.</p><p>Drew took her hand, helped her off the stool, and led her to the bar’s small dance floor as the upbeat pop song that had been playing came to an end. An R&amp;B song with a decidedly sultry beat started up and Isabelle moved her hips in time. Drew’s eyes roamed over her body and he smiled. “You can really dance,” he said.</p><p>Isabelle saw the look in his eyes. She knew what he meant was that she looked incredibly sexy, and she knew that she was making an effort to look sexy. She felt a little guilty for doing so – she wasn’t sure what Nathan would have thought of her trying to be alluring for another man – but Isabelle couldn’t help it. She felt desire. She wasn’t going to go home with Drew, but he was incredibly good looking and he was interested in her and she couldn’t help but feel the same way. The music seemed to move through her body and inspire the movements in her hips as if she wasn’t in control of them. She was just doing what came naturally, and it seemed that what came naturally was a little bit of a seductive dance.</p><p>Drew stepped closer and moved his hips in time with Isabelle’s. She reached out and ran her fingers over his forearm. Drew’s hand moved to her hip and he pulled her a little closer. His fingers moved to her lower back and Isabelle looked up to see the heat of desire in his eyes. For a moment all she could think about was how thrilling it would have been to kiss him.</p><p>“You’re beautiful, Isabelle,” Drew said as he gently pushed his pelvis forward.</p><p>Isabelle wanted to kiss him. She wanted to reach up and pull Drew’s lips to hers. She wanted to feed the overwhelming desire that had sprung up inside her on as they danced.</p><p>Instead, she turned around and pressed her ass into Drew’s crotch. His hands moved to her waist and gently slipped under her shirt. He caressed the bare skin of her stomach as their bodies melded on the dance floor.</p><p>Then Isabelle felt the telltale bulge of his erection. She’d gotten Drew hard. His lust for her had resulted in an erection. It was the impressive size of the bulge that made Isabelle think of her husband. Nathan wasn’t particularly small – he was probably average – but there was no question Drew was bigger. Based on the size of the bulge pressing into her ass he might have been quite large.</p><p>Drew moved his hands to her hips and pulled back as Isabelle moved with the music and ground her ass into his crotch. She thought of telling Nathan about making someone else hard on the dance floor and it turned her on. The fact that Drew clearly wanted her was undeniably arousing, too.</p><p>When Drew brushed her hair aside and kissed Isabelle’s neck she closed her eyes and moaned. He might not have heard it over the music, but it felt so good that she couldn’t help it. His hand moved up her stomach and came to a rest just under her breasts and part of Isabelle wished that he would grope her right there on the dance floor.</p><p>They separated when the song came to an end and Isabelle spun around and smiled as she resisted the urge to look between his legs.</p><p>“That was…that was really something,” she said.</p><p>“It was,” Drew agreed before he glanced at the bar. “It looks like your drink is ready. Let me get it for you.”</p><p>“I’d like that,” Isabelle replied.</p><p>Drew turned and headed for the bar as Isabelle looked at Stephanie and Sarah. They both had big smiles on their faces and Sarah even offered a thumbs up.</p><p>Isabelle returned to the bar stool at the high top table they’d been sitting at and took stock of the sensations coursing through her body. There was no question she’d experienced an overwhelming sense of arousal on the dance floor. It had easily surpassed the feelings of desire that having fun with Nathan’s fantasy had delivered, and with that came a sense of guilt. Her husband wasn’t there and she was more aroused than she’d been in years.</p><p>Drew was returning with her drink, though, and Isabelle couldn’t muster the strength to leave. She wanted to stay. She wanted to enjoy more time with Drew even if she had no plans to do anything more than flirt and stoke the flame of desire that dancing with him had lit inside her. Isabelle knew it was selfish, but she told herself that she could keep flirting with Drew as long as she told Nathan all about it when she got home. Maybe he’d be mad, but she hoped he’d find her exploits arousing.</p><p>“Did you have fun?” Nathan asked when Isabelle came home a little after midnight.</p><p>She nodded and made her way to the Bose SoundDock that rested on the console table against the far wall in the living room. She docked her phone, brought up Spotify, and hit play on short playlist she’d put together on the ride home.</p><p>“I let someone buy me a drink,” Isabelle said as she turned towards her husband and moved her hips to the music.</p><p>Nathan’s eyes went wide and he sat up straight and asked, “A guy?”</p><p>Isabelle nodded as she moved towards her husband. “I did a little flirting, too.”</p><p>“Really?” Nathan asked as he watched Isabelle dance.</p><p>Isabelle nodded and moved her hands up her torso and through her hair. She could still feel the effects of the two drinks she’d enjoyed and if she closed her eyes she could still feel Drew’s hands on her hips.</p><p>“Dance with me,” she said.</p><p>Nathan wasn’t much of a dancer, but he hopped off the couch anyway. Isabelle smiled as the second song on her playlist started. It was the same song she and Drew had danced to. It was the song that had played as another man made her feel such wonderful things.</p><p>Isabelle moved her hips like she’d done at the bar. Nathan stared just like Drew had stared. She smiled at him and said, “I danced with another man tonight. I let him buy me a drink and I danced with him. We danced to this song, in fact.”</p><p>“You did?” Nathan asked.</p><p>Isabelle took Nathan’s hand and placed it on her hip. “He touched me just like this,” she said. “Another man touched your wife just like this.”</p><p>Nathan seemed like he could barely breathe and Isabelle couldn’t help but smile.</p><p>“He pulled me closer as the song played. He couldn’t resist me. He needed to feel my body against his,” she said.</p><p>Nathan dutifully pulled her closer and Isabelle happily pressed her pelvis against his. She looked into his eyes just like she’d looked into Drew’s eyes. She thought of the arousal she’d felt. She thought of how badly she wanted to kiss the other man.</p><p>“Does it bother you that I danced with someone else tonight?” Isabelle asked as she felt Nathan’s cock grow stiff in his pants.</p><p>He shook his head.</p><p>“Does it turn you on to think of another man’s hands on your wife?” she asked.</p><p>Nathan nodded.</p><p>Isabelle spun around and pressed her ass into Nathan’s crotch. She felt his erection just like she’d felt Drew’s, only Nathan’s was quite a bit smaller.</p><p>“We danced like this,” she said. “He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer.”</p><p>Nathan did the same, though his touch wasn’t as self-assured and his hand didn’t move to her stomach.</p><p>“He was hard for me,” Isabelle said. “He was hard just like you are.”</p><p>Nathan groaned as Isabelle worked her ass into his cock with far greater vigor than she’d done with Drew. She wanted Nathan to be out of his mind with desire. She wanted his night to end in an orgasm.</p><p>“He brushed my hair aside,” Isabelle said.</p><p>Nathan reached up and brushed the hair away from her neck.</p><p>“He kissed my neck, Nathan,” she said. “Another man kissed your wife’s neck. He kissed my neck softly.”</p><p>Nathan leaned down and kissed Isabelle’s neck. She moaned just like she’d done for Drew.</p><p>“I moaned for him,” she said. “I moaned for him as he kissed my neck. I couldn’t help it.”</p><p>Isabelle unbuttoned her jeans and grabbed Nathan’s hand. She pushed his fingers down the front of her panties and he took the hint and found the wetness between her legs.</p><p>“I was wet for him,” Isabelle said. “I was wet for another man on the dance floor. I was soaked, just like I’m soaked now. I was soaked for another man, Nathan.”</p><p>Nathan groaned as Isabelle continued to move her ass in time with the song’s sultry beat. She moaned as he played with her pussy and offered her some of the pleasure she’d craved so badly when she’d danced with Drew.</p><p>“Nathan…that feels so good,” she said.</p><p>“You’re so wet,” he said.</p><p>Isabelle pulled Nathan’s hand from her pussy and spun around. She pushed her pants down and kicked them off before unzipping his pants and freeing his cock. Isabelle wrapped her fingers around her husband’s turgid shaft and stroked him. They kissed as Nathan’s hand moved between her legs once more and his fingers worked her clit again.</p><p>“Nathan…his cock…I felt it. I felt it when we were dancing. I felt the bulge,” Isabelle whispered between kisses.</p><p>Nathan moaned.</p><p>“I felt it again…a little later,” she said. “He walked me out of the bar to wait for my Uber.”</p><p>Isabelle’s heart pounded as she thought of the intensity of her desire in that moment outside the bar. She’d accepted Drew’s invitation to walk her out of the bar and wait for the car and she’d done so because she couldn’t bear for the flirting to end.</p><p>“What happened?” Nathan asked as they played with each other in the middle of the living room.</p><p>Isabelle smiled and stepped back. She took off her shirt and unhooked her bra and said, “Get on the floor.”</p><p>Nathan dropped to his back and Isabelle straddled him. She took her husband’s cock into her wet pussy and settled on it for a few moments before taking him for a ride.</p><p>“He kissed me, Nathan,” she said.</p><p>He groaned.</p><p>“He kissed me outside the bar. He kissed me as we waited for my Uber. I didn’t stop him. I saw it coming and I didn’t stop him. I wanted it. I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted him to touch me again. I wanted to feel his hands on my body and his tongue in my mouth. I wanted it so badly,” she confessed.</p><p>Nathan groaned and played with Isabelle’s breasts as she bounced on his cock.</p><p>“His hands moved to my lower back and I moaned into his mouth. I couldn’t help it. I wanted him to touch my ass. I wanted him to squeeze it, Nathan. I wanted to feel his strong hands on my ass. He did, too. He surprised me by slipping his hands under my jeans and grabbing my bare ass. It felt so good. It felt so good to have his strong hands on my bare flesh.”</p><p>Isabelle bounced harder on his cock as she felt an orgasm begin to build between her legs. She hoped Nathan could hold off until she got there.</p><p>“Isabelle…fuck…I’m close,” he said.</p><p>“I felt his bulge, Nathan. I felt it pressing into me. I felt his desire for me. I felt his need for me. He wanted to fuck me. He wanted to fuck your wife,” Isabelle said.</p><p>Nathan closed his eyes and groaned. He was close.</p><p>“I touched it,” she said. “I reached down and I stroked him through his jeans. I touched his cock. I couldn’t resist. I touched another man’s cock as he played with my ass. Nathan…he was so big. He was so much bigger than you.”</p><p>“Fuck,” Nathan said between groans.</p><p>“I wish he was inside me right now,” Isabelle said. “I wish I’d gone home with him. I wish I was fucking him instead of you.”</p><p>Nathan cried out and climaxed inside her. Isabelle ground her pussy into his pelvis and her orgasm followed. She threw her head back and screamed as her body trembled. A kind of pleasure she hadn’t experienced in a long time ripped through her loins as the arousal she’d built during an even of flirtation with another man finally found an outlet and poured out of her body.</p><p>The playlist came to an end and the sound of heavy breathing filled the living room for a handful of seconds as Isabelle came down from her climax.</p><p>“Was all that true?” Nathan asked.</p><p>“Every word of it,” Isabelle said. “Is that okay?”</p><p>She was a little nervous that Nathan would be upset after he’d climaxed, but she couldn’t find a hint of anger in his face.</p><p>“It is,” Nathan said. “It really is.” He smiled and pulled Isabelle closer for a kiss. “I just had the best orgasm of my life, so it would be pretty weird if I was upset about you kissing you someone else.”</p><p>Isabelle kissed him again and studied her husband’s face.</p><p>“His cock,” Nathan said. “Was it really bigger?”</p><p>Isabelle smiled. She wasn’t sure why Nathan seemed to think she would enhance that detail, but she was more than happy to answer that Drew had indeed been quite large. “He was a lot bigger, honey. From what I could feel, at least, and I don’t want to sound too slutty, but I got a really good feel of it. So yeah, he’s bigger than you.”</p><p>Nathan smiled.</p><p>“Oh, and I got his number,” Isabelle said. “I don’t have to do anything with it, obviously, but I have his number just in case you want me to have a little flirty fun with someone else again.”</p><p>“Really? You’d do it again?” Nathan asked.</p><p>Isabelle didn’t want to tell her husband just how much she’d enjoyed making out with Drew. She worried he might get hurt if he understood just how potent her desire had been. “Absolutely,” she said.</p><p>“I swear, I’m the luckiest man in the world,” Nathan said.</p><p>Isabelle gave him a soft kiss. “That’s awfully nice of you to say. I feel pretty lucky too.”</p><p>“I guess we’re perfect for each other, then,” he added.</p><p>Isabelle smiled and laid her head on Nathan’s chest. Maybe they were more perfect for each other than she’d ever imagined.</p>